"My room, now!" she whispered in a yell to her friends. Scootaloo did listen to the call for once and ventured back to the other two fillies with a big grin on her face. A grin that was obscured by something else in her mouth. Whether Sweetie wanted it or not, but the pegasus filly held the journal in her mouth. Yet she was polite enough to shut the drawer again. Both her and Apple Bloom nodded and together they made their way back the way they came, through the bedroom door. The unicorn filly had tried to reason with the pegasus along the way to the filly's bedroom but Scootaloo was thicker than a mule when it came to changing the mindset she had.