“Wait.. Pound? You mean Mr. And Mrs. Cake’s Baby?”

Scootaloo asked, hinking about the baby she knew.. in this time he must be around her age,, She wondered how he looked now, till she noticed the picture of her adult self on the wall. The colt in front of her.. that could be him. She looked over the rest of the decoration on the walls, seeing her Scooter hanging over the bed.. For a moment she wondered when it was used the last time.. It didn’t look like that was recently.

“Yep. My self-proclaimed fan number one” said mare with tired smile. “He is nice, but goes too far sometimes…” Scootaloo looked at the interested filly and grinned. “This is not my old scooter that you use now. It broke a long time ago in the day when I flew for the very first time” she closed her eyes and hanged in the air on a few second.

“Bloom made me new, bigger one as a memory about the past. Once a month I take it for a drive, cause awesome ponies must never forgot who they are even if they got new abilities!”