"I can't think of anything!" Bloom screamed back, shutting her eyes. "I can't think of a single damn thing! I've never been good with words, and all this just makes me so damn angry that I can't think straight!" She shivered in place as Belle grit her teeth, staring on in pure agony at her friend. "But that's not gonna solve anything! Throwin' a tantrum is just gonna cause more problems! Scootaloo's... S-Scootaloo's dead, I know that! I, I still think she's gonna walk right in and disprove everything, but..." Bloom gulped, before her eyes suddenly snapped open, the lightbulb of an idea shining in her head. She quickly turned to the door, then looked back to Belle, putting on a smile. "M-Maybe she's out in town!? Maybe this is all a really bad joke!"