        Even though it was only scheduled for one day, it was an unwritten rule to plan nothing for the next day.  Before Twilight had applied her organizational skills, they had always run over.  With school canceled, Apple Bloom had spent the entire morning with Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle.  She had come home two hours ago, muttering that she hadn’t gotten a cutie mark in falconry; looking at her filthy pelt, Applejack wondered if they hadn’t been trying to mud-wrestle the birds.