//------------------------------// // Chapter One: Last Exit to Ponyville // Story: Bart and Scoots // by Gazmanafc //------------------------------// Chapter One Last Exit to Ponyville “Uh-oh, Scootaloo, where are you?” “Ah think we had better tell Twahlight about this” ~~~~~ Springfield. Your average American town. If your definition of average features the town being covered with a giant dome recently destroyed at the hands of a fat bald man on a motorcycle and his son, the former of which caused the dome to be placed there in the first place. The town has since recovered, going back to their normal lives. The adults work, and the children play in the school yard or in the Noiseland Arcade among other places. Except for one boy who remains in school in detention, possibly for his usual wave of pranks on the school principal. The young boy had yellow skin and wore a orange T-Shirt with blue shorts and blue shoes, the soles of his shoes were white with a small circular label on the insides. His hair was short and spiked. He had his feet on a skateboard that was dark green with a light yellow stripe down the center. As he was skateboarding down the street though, he notices a curious shape in the bushes, it was a mix of orange and purple, a stark contrast to the surrounding greenery. Normally, the boy wouldn't think much of it, but this time, he had a strange urge to investigate. Kicking his skateboard off the ground and into his hands, he walked over to the unknown shape. On closer inspection he discovered that the shape was moving slightly. It had a rhythm to it's movements, like it was breathing. Finding this curious, he found a nearby stick, and poked the shape gently. “Nggh” the shape moaned. “Huh?” the boy responds while poking it again. “Nngh” the shape responds again. “Seriously...” the boy replies getting annoyed now that he has a vocal response of a small degree. This time the boy pokes it hard. The shape opens a pair of large purple eyes. Awake, it stumbles around for a few seconds getting up. It turns out that the shape is a small animal, though the boy was never good with his studies so he couldn't determine what animal it actually was. In the creatures daze, it stumbles around looking at her surroundings. “Huh... Where am I..?” the creature asks. “WHOA! Wait a minute! You can talk?!” the boy shouts genuinely surprised. “Ah!” it jumping back at the sudden outburst “Yeah, I can talk... who are you? And where am I?!” the creature shouts back. “Well, I'm Bart Simpson, who the hell are you?” the boy smirks as if introducing himself is a usual catchphrase. “And how can a creature like you talk?” “Well... My name is Scootaloo. What do you mean 'How can I talk', it's perfectly natural” the creature responds. “I'm fairly certain that talking perfect English isn't natural for a creature such as you... say, what are you anyway?” asks Bart. “Well, if you must know, I'm a pony.” states Scootaloo. “A pony huh... No way. I've had my fair share of incidents with ponies, and they looked nothing like you do.” says Bart. “I am what I am. It's my turn for questions. Since I've told you what I am, you can do the same. What are you?” asks Scootaloo. “I'm a human” says Bart, but not really knowing how to probably respond. “A human... hmm... Isn't that what that pony with the harp instrument for a cutie mark keeps talking about?” Scootaloo wonders. “Alright then, human, where am I?” “The name is Bart! But to answer your question, you're in Springfield, USA.” he replies. “Springfield?” Scootaloo says with worry in her voice. “Yup. Listen, this is weird, and I need to get going, my mom'll already kill me for getting detention” he says, turning around. “Wait! Uh... Bart! I need your help. I have nowhere else to turn right now. I need a place to stay for a few days while my friends come to find me!” Scootaloo somewhat begs. “Well... if I brought you home with me, it'd make things worse.” says Bart wondering. “I'll do anything right now. I have nowhere to go...” Scootaloo says with a sad voice as she sits on her haunches. Bart ponders his situation. While he's a delinquent and a prankster with very little respect for authority, he's not heartless, there's also the fact that she's a pony, he has a sister who's absolutely crazy about ponies, so much so that when his father missed her jazz recital at school to make it up to her he bought her a pony that was worth half a million dollars. While Scootaloo was far smaller than that pony his sister had, he was worried about what his sister would do to her if she found out about the pony even though he knew that she wouldn't do anything to physically harm Scootaloo. Even if he didn't take Scootaloo home with him, he was still going to be grounded regardless because of his detention. “Alright. I'll let you stay in my bedroom-” Bart says. As soon as he said that, Scootaloo is already jumping about. “Oh Thank you Bart!” she says jumping about. “But there are a few things I need to mention.” he says. Scootaloo stops jumping. “You need to be kept out of sight, and that isn't to keep me out of trouble. I get into enough of that already” he continues. “What do you mean?” “I have a sister, her name is Lisa. She's absolutely crazy about ponies. While I'm sure she won't hurt you, I just worry about she would react if she saw you.” “O-okay... what else?” “Yeah... Think you can keep up with me?” he says with a big grin on his face. “Huh?” she asks wondering. “Speed. We need to get from here to my house quickly if we're to avoid the rush hour.” “In that case,” Scootaloo says, as she scans the area for something, she spots it, a blue wooden object near where Bart had found her. “Awww Yeah! My scooter! With this I can keep up with you and then some!” “Oh yeah? We'll see about that” Bart says with a cocky grin as he flings his skateboard into both hands. Bart and Scootaloo walk to the sidewalk where Bart places his skateboard down and steps on it, Scootaloo steps onto her scooter. “Ready?” Bart shouts “Set?” Scootaloo replies “GO!” Bart exclaims as he kicks his skateboard off. Scootaloo powers up her wings and speeds off after him. She knows that the race to Bart's house is impossible to win since she doesn't know the way there, so instead, she decides that it'd be best to simply just keep up with Bart. Though she did think that he could travel reasonably fast, but not as fast as her idol, Rainbow Dash, nor did she see him nearly as awesome either, she did appreciate his help at least. Keeping her spirits up, she hums a tune to herself. “Look here are three little ponies Ready to sing for this crowd Listen up, cos here's our story and we're gonna sing it very loud...!” All the while Bart was actually doing the same. “Everybody if you can do the Bartman Shake your body, turn it out if you can man Front to back, to the side yes you can, can Everybody in the house do the Bartman”