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“Not that I know… though if I was a changeling I would probably not tell you…”
Scootaloo said, a little confused about what her older self said, ands a bit worried as well. What if that would really happen if they hung out together.
Still she hopped on the mare’s back like she was offered to do.During the flight Scootaloo saw familiar faces of her pals and other Ponyville inhabitants on the ground. If someone had noticed her, soaring in the sky, pegasus was hiding her little passenger behind wings and smiling nervously. Few minutes later they landed on the soft surface in front of a small one-storey cloudhouse. Door was opened and Scoots invited filly inside.
“Make yourself at home, squirt. My things are your things. At least they will be” mare collapsed on the fluffy bed. “Sorry, you won’t be able to see the village and meet our friends until Twilight says it is possible and safe. But you may look at the photos!” waving a hoof she noticed flowers on the nightstand and heaved a sigh. “Pound Cake brought this silly flowers without my permission. Again.”
