On A Wing and a Prayer
Scootaloo was happy.
Well, this was an understatement. She and her fellow Cutie Mark Crusaders were elated, and gleefully cheered among themselves as they made their way out of the Crystal Stadium. After all, it wasn’t every day that you won the chance to carry a flag for the Equestria Games.
“Didja see how much Miss Harshwhinny enjoyed our routine? Ah never thought ah’d see a smile on her muzzle!”
“Yeah!” Her laughs died down, and Scootaloo turned somber as she looked to her two friends. “Hey, guys, I’m sorry. If I hadn’t gotten so worked up over my
