What am I gonna do? With how Fluttershy reacted, and Rarity, and Twilight... even Squ— Her mind stalled on the familiar nickname, almost causing her to gag by just how awful it felt to think it. Scootaloo. It's like Fluttershy said... I'm a murderer. A cold-blooded waste-of-space murderer. How could I possibly break all this to my closest friends, let alone everypony in town?