We all are dancing to my favorite song, 'Fireflies' by Owl City at Sugarcube Corner. It was a First Family Reunion for Fluttershy and I. I'm right now dancing with her, Rumble and Silver when the song ends. Fluttershy goes to Pinkie, who's the DJ, and requests the song 'Alligator Sky.' Looks like I've already found something we both have in common. We both like Owl City. Weird, I know. But then, instead of coming to dance again, she goes to a table and sits. I trot over to her.
"Something wrong?" I ask her.
"No, it's just that I expected this party to happen after your fourteenth birthday!"
We both laugh. I never expected to know who my parents were until a few years later. But right now, that doesn't matter. What matters is the present. Now and forever.
"Wanna go back dancing?" I question.
"Sure."
After the cake, it was time to go home. Mom and I walk to her cottage. I've only seen the outside of it, and that's when my old friends, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, asked her if she could sign a repetition to keep the Ponyville Clock Tower alive.
"Mom.."
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Why did you drop me at The Orphanage?"
"I couldn't take care of you by myself, and I was only sixteen at the time."
"That young?"
"Yep."
"Then, where did my father go?"
"He died before you were born."
"What! How?"
"He was in the military and died in a war."
"Oh." I feel tears, but hold them back.
"It's okay to cry once in a while."
After she said that, tears went running like a shot of lightning. She comforted me with a hug.
"We're here," she says as I wipe the tears away.
I run inside to find it's a like crowded, with all the pictures and furniture, but I like the color green. Not that much, but I still like it. I walk upstairs to find two doors. I enter one. Must be Fluttershy's. I go to the next door and find that everything from my room in The Orphanage is here.
"How..?" I find a note on the bed.
I read out loud:
Dear Scootaloo,
I know you are wondering how these are here. Well, before the party, I called the mare who cared for you at The Orphanage to ship all these here. She asked me why and I said I adopted her. I didn't want her to know I was the one who birthed you because she probably wouldn't believe me. But anyways, I hope you like the room. I painted it your favorite color, Blue, added some stuff you might like, and more.
Love and kisses.
Your mom, Fluttershy.
PS: Look beside you.
I looked beside me and there was a pony plushie I could sleep with. But it wasn't ordinary, for it was me.
Mom came into the room. "Time for bed, sweetie."
"Okay," I answer.
I get myself in the blankets and cuddle with..well..me. Mom gives me a kiss on the forehead.
"Goodnight," and she leaves the room.
That's when my life changed.