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// Chapter 2: Scootabuse 
// Story: Daughter of Do: Parallel Paths 
// by PastelBacon 
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Scootaloo awoke. She was no longer in the bed she had found inside of a store.
She checked her surroundings and she curled up into a ball when she realized where she was.
She was back at the orphanage.

"N-n-n-n-n-o-o-o-o b-u-u-u-u-u-t-t-t h-o-o-o-o-w...." Scootaloo weakly said.

"Scoo-sc-scootaloo!" a mocking voice said.

"I'm not a chicken!" Scootaloo cried.
"Bwah Bwah Bwah" the voice mocked.

"Stop it!!!!" Scootaloo yelled.

Suddenly about 20 other fillies surrounded her and all in unison started to make fun of Scootaloo throwing random jabs and insults at the pegasus.

First were the stupid ones, who couldn't joke if their lives depended on it.

"Earth Pegasus!" 
"Groundasus!"
"Walkasus!"

Then were the two who's verbal jabs almost hurt physically, this time they used Spitfire, and Rainbow Dash.

"Dammit! Our showstarter kid is injured, anypony available? the voice said.
"Well Captain Spitfire, there is Scootaloo." the other voice said.
"Cancel the show." the first voice said.
"Are you sure ma'am?" the second voice replied.
"Yeah, I'd rather have Derpy crash into me in the middle of a show then have that sorry excuse of a pegasus try and show start for us." the first voice said.

"STOP!" Scootaloo shouted.

"OH! OH! I got one" The second voice said.
"What is it?" The first voice asked.

"Hey squirt. Ready to fly?" the second voice asked.

Scootaloo's heart sank when she realized they were making fun of her as Rainbow Dash.

"Yeah, Rainbow Dash you're so awesome! I wanna grow up and be just like you!" the first voice said.
"Yeah right. Lets go ahead and do this though." the second voice replied.
"OK!" the first voice said.

The two pretended to be pegasi with the first one falling flat on their face to imitate Scootaloo's lack of ability to fly.

Her heart sank further at the next verbal jab.

"You know what squirt? Not only will you never be as good as me, you won't ever make it into the wonderbolts when you grow up, you're the worst flyer I've ever seen, and you can forget about me training you, I'm officially kicking you out from under my wing. You are no longer welcome to train with me, NOW GO!" the second voice said.

Before the first voice could reply, Scootaloo yelled.

"STOP! JUST STOP! WHAT IS IT WITH YOU! DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO INCONSIDERATE! YOU ARE ALL SO MEAN!" she yelled.

"Well looks like she is getting hostile, time to get help." the first voice said, the second one nodded their head in agreement.

Scootaloo's expression went from scared to terrified when they said that, cause she knew what it meant.

Two colts stepped out from the crowd. Visibly larger than the other's, you'd question how they are even colts. Scootaloo knew what was about to happen. A term the other filles and colts started calling, 'Scootabuse'.

"Hey little girl, need some help?" The first asked.
"Let me help you up." The second said.

The second one helped her up, and then punched her directly in her side, knocking her down again. 
The two then began to punch and kick at Scootaloo over and over.

The crowd started chanting.

"SCOOTABUSE! SCOOTABUSE! SCOOTABUSE! SCOOTABUSE!"

The chants were not to get help, they were to encourage the beating Scootaloo was recieving.

By the time they were done, Scootaloo lay in a pool of her own blood, barely moving.

The two colts then picked her up and threw her out of the orphanage.

Scootaloo weakly trotted away barely able to stand, finally finding an alley with a well hidden box in it. She trotted over and layed down in the box and began to cry softly.

It was a miracle Scootaloo was still alive.

It was the third beating this week, each beating worse than the last.

"Maybe its a sign I'm not wanted...." Scootaloo weakly said.
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