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Lucky Dreams


I didn't choose the skux life, the skux life chose me. (Can also be found at luckydreamsart.tumblr.com!)

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Eleven year old Rainbow Dash has just moved out of her parents house, and everything is wicked cool, everything is awesome. Moving out wasn't a mistake. It definitely wasn't a mistake. She 1,000% absolutely does NOT regret it.

... Right?

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Comments ( 14 )

2012 strikes back again, reminding me how so many great stories tend to die before their time.

Love the coverart. Sail on, Scoots. Sail on. :pinkiesad2:

Awwww~! I love this~! ^^

5008684 I remember even though I hadn't joined back then...

This was absolutely fantastic, and is one of the few short stories that have actually made me tear up. Everything about it was beautiful.

Have a like. And a fave.

Such a shame that it never got finished. I would've loved to read the story you described there.

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2012 strikes back again, reminding me how so many great stories tend to die before their time.

I legitimately regret not finishing it. I probably would've done if I hadn't have gotten it into my head that it needed to be rewritten... although it only was because it got such a great response that I got the idea of rewriting it in the first place...

I was in a pretty weird place at the time :ajsleepy:

5013169 Thanks! :pinkiehappy:

5013998 2011/2012 was such an exciting time to be writing fanfiction! Those early pony fics taught me sooo much about good writing.

5014373 Thank you for such a lovely comment. I was really on the fence about posting this, but I think I made the right decision.

5017255 It is a shame, isn’t it? :fluttershyouch: On the other hand, a lot of it ended up being repurposed for the story I’m currently working on, so at least all the planning didn’t go to waste.

5017864 New story on here? Or elsewhere?

Who= The individual doing the verb.
Whom= The individual that the verb is done to.

5019662 Elsewhere. It's something original :pinkiesmile:

5030905 I'm glad you liked it :pinkiehappy:

Scootaloo's mother in this was kind of my own reaction to the 86 trillion other 'Scootaloo-is-disabled-and-can't-fly' fics out there. Some of them are excellent, of course. But then again, a lot of them (or at least the ones I remember reading back in 2012) seemed to be written by people who apparently struggle to understand that having a disability doesn't mean that life is suddenly no longer worth living.

It felt to me like a complete story, but I notice the 'Incomplete' tag.

Whoops! No, it's complete. No more to come, sorry :facehoof:

5031789 Right. Got it :raritywink:

Giving my thoughts as I read.

Did the mother stay home 24/7 to care for Scootaloo? Does she not fly when running errands? Or does that not count to her as "really flying"? Please don't tell me she was trying to learn what her foal would be going through, much less refusing to fly around her so her daughter would not feel inferior. That last one would put her on the path to Starlight Glimmer's cult... or at least vaguely in that direction.

I did see a commercial one time with some people in wheelchairs playing some very intense basketball (one of them tipped their chair over and climbed back in). At the end of the game, all but one of them got up. That is being a BRO, like ALL of the BRO. Staying in the chairs afterward would have been pointless martyrdom.

That was a bit of a tangent at the end I think on mynpart... but how did you mean the mother's statement?

A fragile grin flashed over her face as everything became clear to her. All that remained to be done was to dump Scootaloo on somepony else and grab her money and run to the train station and run to Cloudsdale, run home, home, home!

A formative event in the life of the future bearer of Loyalty, learning to be loyal to those she might not have a long-term relationship with? Or did she know Fluttershy before the fateful race she won by breaking sound and splitting color?

And above the riot of the rain, little Scootaloo brawled.

I think you mean 'bawled'? Not that the idea of Scootaloo being the sort to try to fight a storm from her crib (as is the calling of the Pegasi), but it wouldn't fit the mood of the story so far and the phrasing doesn't match since the whole point is that only in decibels, not in meters of altitude can Scootaloo be above the storm. Perhaps in some other fanon either or both of these two fillies could feel such a drive while still in diapers, but... not here I suspect.

Rainbow allowed herself a triumphant smile when, for a moment, Scootaloo stopped crying. Only for a second. A moment later, she transformed back into a mess of tears, howling, and misery, and cried louder than ever.

Tentative hypotheses: She is scared of wings because her parents never spread theirs around her and hers are too short for her to have seen much of her own.

Alternatively maybe she is unafraid of anything except the dark, so lightning is a relief rather than a terror. That might fit with the episode with camping and ghost stories whose name temporarily eludes me.

She had a job to do.

Loyalty.

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What is stopping you from picking it back up if you regret it?

(Yes, I am a hypocrite, at least to some extent.)

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