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// A trying parent 
// Story: Wonders 
// by Moniker 
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Wonders
By Dancing With Discord

A Parent's Love








three days later.


Spitfire put down the comfy looking sofa. Spitfire swept away drips of sweat off her face. "Finally, we are all moved in," she said with a long pant. She sighed as she glanced at her new found daughter who was keeping to herself through the past three days. She tapped her table as she walked past her daughter. She took out a cold bottle of water. She took a quick sip before sitting down on the chair in front of Scootaloo. Scootaloo sighed and tapped her hoof on the hard wood table. "Do you do that often?" Spitfire asked.
Scootaloo shrugged. "Sometimes, not all the time," she responded. Scootaloo looked out the new house's window. 
Spitfire admired the architecture of the house. "Do you like the house?" she asked staring at Scootaloo. 
For more than two minutes there was no response. "Yeah, sure," she was quiet.
Spitfire knew why. She smiled as she got up to open the window. Spitfire cleared her throat. "So, do you like your room?" she asked kindly. 
Scootaloo shrugged. "Sure it's alright," Scootaloo slowly responded.
Spitfire sighed. She wasn't much of a fan of small talk. She looked at the little orange filly. "Do you have school today?" she asked.
Scootaloo shook her head. "Nah, it's Sunday," Scootaloo wasn't into small talk either though it was easier than the longer questions. "Oh...well, hmm...do you want to run to the market?" she asked.
Scootaloo shrugged. "Whatever," she said getting up from her chair. She grabbed her saddlebag.
"Are you ready to go?" Spit asked turning to Scootaloo.
Her words was followed a roll of Scootaloo's eyes. "Yeah, yeah," she followed Spitfire to the market. 
She saw Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon who gazed at her. "Well, well, if it isn't the blank flank where's your blank flank friends?" she mockingly asked.
Scootaloo sighed as she looked at Spitfire who was at a stall. She looked at Scootaloo for a moment and walked over. "Are these some of your friends Scootaloo?" Spit asked.
Diamond Tiara huffed. “No!" Diamond declared.
Scootaloo looked at her flank. Spitfire looked at Scootaloo's lowered head at her flank. "Were you picking on Scootaloo?" she asked.
Diamond Tiara rolled her eyes. "And so what if I was who are you to ask?" she asked.
Spit smiled slyly. "You right, are you going home?" she asked.
"Soon why?" she asked with confusion on her face.
Spit smiled slyly again. "I just was wondering." The two fillies walked away. Spit looked at Scootaloo. "Do you know where that pink filly lives?" she asked.
Scootaloo nodded. "Why?" she asked.
"You'll see soon," Spitfire smiled.





Spitfire and Scootaloo walked to Diamond's house. She knocked on the door. The door opened to a slim figure with a light brown coat color. "Hello, can I help you?" he asked.
Spitfire nodded. "Yes, can I talk with you, it's about your daughter," Spit asked.
He nodded. "Yes of course come in, would you like something tea, coffee, water?" Rich asked.
Spitfire looked at him. "Tea's good, can we also have a glass of juice?" she asked.
He nodded. "Sure that's fine with me," he clapped his hooves to have some bring her order.
Spitfire sipped her tea. She let out a sigh. "Now, this is about your daughter as I said," she started. "So, wait where are my manners? I'm Spitfire leader of the Wonderbolts, this is Scootaloo, I'm sure your aware that your daughter has been picking on Scootaloo my new daughter," suddenly the door slammed closed. 
"Diamond honey, can you come here for a moment?" Rich asked.
Diamond went to her father. "Yes daddy?" she then saw Spit and Scootaloo. "Eep," she squeaked.
"Is it true that you have been picking on this filly?" he asked.
Diamond chocked on her words. "Um...n-n-no I-I-I never," she stuttered.
Rich gave a stern gaze. "Have you?" he repeated.
Diamond sighed. "Yes," she admitted.
Rich got up. "I am disappointed, I assure you Ms. Spitfire I will punish her," he told Spit.
"I hope so," she said in high hopes.



  

Scootaloo was silent all the way until they got home. She smiled as she pulled out a box of cupcakes. "Eat up Scootaloo," she smiled warmly despite Scootaloo's mistrust.
Scootaloo grabbed a cupcake. "Uh, thanks," she thanked.
She nodded. "Of course, it's nothing," she yet again smiled warmly. 
She took a bite of the cupcake. "This is good," she admitted.
"Haven't you had cupcakes from Sugar cube corner?" Spit asked.
She shook her head. "Not often, I have had apple pies before," she said.
She chuckled. "Yeah, that's where we differ, Soarin' one of the Wonderbolts and my husband, well, he has eaten pie even mine a few times," she chuckled, thinking about the last time, she walked into that though. "He really likes pie," she laughed. "Anyway, when your done would you like me to tuck you in?" she asked happy to do so.
Scootaloo shook her head. "No, I am fine," she told her. However in reality she just still doesn't trust Spitfire as a parent. She sighed as she shook her plate off and put it in the sink. She immediately went to her bedroom. She closed it slowly, she lied down on her bed  Maybe she isn't such a bad pony? No, what am I saying, she's just waiting for me to trust her, just as Gem and Ruby did, she's just waiting.  Scootaloo thought before she fell asleep. After what was an hour Spitfire poked her head in Scoot's room seeing a filly laying on her bed out of the covers. She smiled and walked over. She used her wings to carefully cover Scootaloo up with the covers. After all she didn't want to disturb her. She kissed her forehead, and walked away. I hope Scootaloo learns to love me. Spitfire sighed as she walked into her own bedroom, and laid down under the covers.