“Our family is pretty private,” Lilymoon said at the same time as Ambermoon spoke: “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” Scootaloo was pretty sure it was the first time she’d seen the sisters agree on something. They must have really not wanted Twilight to visit the house on Horseshoe Hill. But Twilight persisted.
“I know it might be an uncomfortable conversation,” Twilight said. “But it’s necessary. I don’t want any more dangerous surprises in our town. Now, if you’ll please lead us to your parents?”
Lilymoon and Ambermoon hung their heads. But they nodded and started out of Sugarcube Corner, Twilight and her friends following.
“I hope we didn’t get them into trouble,” Sweetie Belle worried when they were gone. Scootaloo nodded. The Moon family wasn’t the most understanding bunch of ponies.
“Especially since we just made friends with Ambermoon,” Apple Bloom added. “You were right, Scootaloo. She’s nice!”
“And brave,” Sweetie Belle agreed.
“Yeah, both sisters are,” Scootaloo said. But something was still bothering her. “Do you think we can trust them? I mean, I can’t imagine either of them wanting to turn anypony into a Timberwolf.”
“But if they didn’t… then who did?” Apple Bloom wondered.
“And why did Lilymoon lie to Twilight about the fear fern?” Sweetie Belle asked.
None of them had any answers. And Scootaloo was sure that if they didn’t find out what was going on soon, life in Ponyville would get even weirder and more dangerous. She looked at her two best friends and smiled. No matter what mysteries were hiding on Horseshoe Hill, she knew that as long as she had the two of them by her side, the Cutie Mark Crusaders could handle anything that came their way. At least… she hoped so.
The Pony was intrigued. As annoying as those Cutie Mark Crusaders were, this time, they had actually been helpful. The Pony hadn’t realized a fear fern could be so powerful. It would work nicely with The Pony’s plan. The Princess of Friendship may be sticking her muzzle where it didn’t belong, but soon it would be too late for her to do anything. Things were starting to fall into place. The Pony would enter the Livewood. And then, the real fun would start.
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