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// Flight Training (Fluttershy/Scootaloo) 
// Story: Inkblot's Flash FiMFiction 
// by Inkblot Sonnet 
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	“Now, what have we learned?” Fluttershy smiled, looking at her newfound student. Scootaloo grinned back at the yellow mare, her new teacher. The orange pegasus filly snapped her wings open dramatically.
“Lemme show you instead, Fluttershy!” Scootaloo's confidence was palpable as she hurried into a gallop.
“Scootaloo, be careful! Don't be afraid to slow down!!” Fluttershy's screamed in a soft falsetto, failing to be heard by Scootaloo, who raced on. Her hooves beat the ground as she built up speed, preparing for that moment. Fluttershy looked on in concern, unfolding her wings nervously. Scootaloo took a leap, flapping her wings with vigour. Fluttershy almost had time to smile.
Scootaloo's face slammed into the ground a moment later. The orange filly groaned. Fluttershy rushed to her student's side, trying to help Scootaloo to her feet. The filly shrugged Fluttershy off angrily.
“I can get up myself, Fluttershy!” The orange pegasus coughed, spitting a very soggy clump of dirt into her hoof. She grimaced and ground the hoof into the grass. 
“Scootaloo, are you ok? That looked like quite a fall.” Fluttershy comforted her student with a hug. The filly sighed, waiting out the hug patiently. When Fluttershy let go, the orange pegasus popped her neck and took off again. Fluttershy caught her, though the filly struggled. “Scootaloo, maybe today just isn't the day. Your wings just need a little bit more time.” The yellow pegasus smiled sympathetically, smoothing Scootaloo's hair with her hoof. The filly looked up at her with narrow eyes. Some might say Scootaloo's violet eyes were annoyed, or even resentful. Her expression could best be described as dejected. 
The orange filly trotted away, her head lowered in sadness. Fluttershy felt her eyes watering. This isn't how she'd wanted today to go, not at all. She'd wanted to help Scootaloo fly, but now she  thought she'd made things worse. Fluttershy hovered, trailing Scootaloo as quietly as she could. She needn't have bother with stealth. The orange filly wasn't looking out at all. She almost ran into a signpost and a bush. 
Fluttershy followed her former student until the filly reached Ponyville. The yellow mare landed next to her. Scootaloo sighed, sitting down and looking away.
“What do you want, Fluttershy? I'm sorry I can't fly. You're probably a great teacher, and all, but I'm just a...” Scootaloo trailed off, fighting sobs. “Just a bucking flightless blank flank!” Fluttershy gave Scootaloo the sharpest look she could; which admittedly wasn't very sharp. Scootaloo murmured an apology.  
“I'm the one who should be sorry, Scootaloo. I'm the one who said she could help you learn to fly. Who's the failure now?” Fluttershy chuckled, covering Scootaloo with her downy wing. The filly looked up, smiling through her tears. Fluttershy beamed back, hugging Scootaloo tightly. The yellow mare wiped her student's eyes clean with her hoof, happy to see Scootaloo's brightening face. “It'll be ok, Scootaloo. Your time will come, and I'm sure you're going to be one of the greatest flyers in Equestria.”