Original Description:
“I guess I should be wondering the same thing..” Scootaloo replied with a confused look on her face, equally to her odler self. All she could remember was that she went outside and found … herself? And she was complaining about .. pretty much being what she always wanted to be when growing up, flxing and no longer being called a cute little filly anymore. Was that some kind of spell? Or some sort of vision? She wasn’t sure.“Wait .. is this some sort of joke?”