Ohmygosh today was amazing! Rainbow Dash took me flying and everything! Me and the girls didn’t get our cutie marks, but I think that’s probably for the best. This wasn’t exactly our best idea ever.

Anyway, gotta rush. I have so many chores to do, but I guess that’s just the price for being awesome.

—Scootaloo

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3/2/03

AJ’s downstairs talking with the mayor, and I’m meant to be doing my homework before starting on all the chores I’ve been given. I thought I’d use this time to write what I could in my journal, though. I don't know how much time I'll have to wr

If I’m honest, even though today could’ve gone a whole lot better, I don’t think it was a complete failure. We may have caused more damage than we ever have before, and Granny may say that I’m lucky I’ve only got chores and ain’t locked up in a cell, and we’re still blank flanks it wasn’t our most productive day ever, but I do think we’ve all learned a valuable lesson. AJ and her friends are off on dangerous adventures all the time, and they always learn a lesson and that makes it all okay, so we probably did the right thing.

Actually, we learned a whole load of lessons, now I stop and think about it. Scootaloo’s pretty good at taking charge in emergencies (which I wouldn’t have ever guessed) and Sweetie Belle’s good at yelling for help (which I would.) Also, it turns out garden hoses are stronger than they look, but not very good at putti

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Dear Diary,

Okay, so the fire might have been just the teensiest, tiniest bit entirely my fault. Scoots and Bloom would probably say that they were to blame, too, but “Cutie Mark Crusaders Firemares Yay” was my idea and Rarity says I should own up when I do something wrong. It was only a little bit wrong, though, because how was I supposed to know that thatched roofs burned so quickly, or that the fire would spread from one house to another like that?

I guess Scootaloo might be a little bit at fault, too, because she was the one who pointed out that we couldn’t be firemares without there being a fire to put out. We tried waiting for one, we really did! But it was taking so long and we couldn’t find any fires anywhere, so Scoots suggested we try making one, just a little one, and then putting it out. We were going to put it out right away, so it wouldn’t be dangerous or anything, and if we set fire to a bit of roof the ponies below would be safe because we learned this week that heat goes up.

Cheerilee never taught us that burning roofs fall down! Of course, we were on the roof, too, so Scoots and I fell right into Miss Heartstrings’ bathroom, and Bloom was swinging from the burning roof because she had the hose held in her mouth and it had gotten caught on one of those beam-thingys. Scootaloo ran out of the bathroom to try to find Miss Heartstrings, while I tried to reach AB with my magic to help her down.

I don’t quite remember what happened next, ‘cos the smoke was getting thicker and I was really, really scared. I think I probably yelled a lot, because the next thing I know the three of us are scooped up in Rainbow Dash’s legs and flying away from the fire, which had almost reached the town hall. I don’t think Mayor Mare was too happy about that. She was at the boutique earlier talking with Rarity, ‘cos Mom and Dad are on another dumb vacation, and she sounded pretty angry.

So you see, half of Ponyville burning to the ground might have been my fault, but at least I didn’t mean for it to happen, right? And now I know I’m not meant to be a firemare, which is a relief because fires are scary. Sure, all three of us are in lots of trouble, which sucks, and we have to do a bunch of community service, which is basically like doing more chores and also sucks, but at least nopony got hurt. And, at the end of the day, isn’t that what really matters?

~Sweetie x

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Oh, yeah, forgot to mention. Kinda maybe accidentally sorta burned the house down. At least this dumb diary survived, right?

—Scootaloo