Sweetie belle darted through the branches and twigs.  Some twigs got in her mane, but she didn't care. She didn't care if the branches became her new legs. She was late for a Cutie mark crusaders meeting! She pulled out a small smile as she saw the clubhouse come into view. She kept running until she spotted the clubhouse.

She stopped and walked slowly up the CMC clubhouse stairs. She knocked on the door harshly. The door knob twisted and Scootaloo opened the door. "What do you wa- oh. It's just you. Applebloom! Sweetie's here!" Scootaloo called out. She went inside followed by Sweetie Belle.

Applebloom was on some sort of tall table with a microphone attached to it. "I call order of this cutie mark crusaders meeting! Now, today, we are going to talk about somepony here." Applebloom spoke. Her voice echoed throughout the room even though the microphone didn't even work.

Scootaloo and sweetie belle, looked around wondering who they were going to talk about. Applebloom paused for dramatic effect. The suspense was getting to the two impatient fillies.

"We're going to talk about....Sweetie belle!" Applebloom finally announced. Sweetie belle smiled. "I'll go first!" Scootaloo shouted, eager to speak.

"Well," Scootaloo started. "Sweetie belle is nice and all, but she's kind of a softball. And she also is really annoying."

Sweetie grew angry. "Hey!" She squeaked at the pegasus. Scootaloo rolled her eyes. What she hated most about Sweetie Belle, is her squeaky annoying, childish voice. Applebloom cleared her throat nervously.

"Well, Sweetie belle is kind of annoying. But nopony is perfect! Except for princess Celestia of course." Applebloom told her off. Sweetie belle raised her right eyebrow, unamused.

"Guys! That's not fair! My turn to say something about... Scootaloo! I think scootaloo is a big chicken!" Sweetie belle squeaked. "Hey! I'm not a chicken!" Scootaloo whined.

"Fine. You're not a chicken. In fact, you're not even a pegasus. You're just an earth pony that somehow grew wings. It was a miracle."

"Can this earth pony fly? Cause I can!"

"For the last time scootaloo, Chickens can't fly!"

"Girls!" Applebloom ended the argument. The two arguing fillies turned to her, regaining their focus. "Sweetie Belle, quit fightin'!"

Sweetie belle gasped with anger. "Scootaloo started it!" She spat.

"Sweetie, I think you should leave." Applebloom concluded the drama. Sweetie belle looked at her with tears embedding her eyes. Anger rose up in her stomach and came out through her mouth. "FINE! I never needed you anyways."

Scootaloo exploded. "FINE! I ALWAYS HATED YOU!" Sweetie felt like she was punched in her gut. She felt a huge lump in her throat, but she swallowed it and left the clubhouse. She closed the door behind her lightly.

Her friends were now enemies.