I'm In A Scootabelle Mood · 8:33pm Jul 14th, 2016
And the question on everyone mind, when ain't I in a Scootabelle. So I wrote this to match my mood.
Sweetie was nothing, but confused into it happen again, she looked at the person with anger in her eyes.
"Can I have this dance?" Scootaloo question holding out her hand.
Sweetie Belle looked at it like it wasn't real, slowly she placed her hand on top of Scootaloo. A deep red blush cover her face, with the girl who Sweetie Belle used to hate, her hand is on her hip.
Sweetie Belle rested her head on Scootaloo shoulder, not even paying any mind to the song or any other people. Tonight it just felt like they were the only two in the room and together, holding each one while they danced it felt so right and perfect.
Aww, this was so sweet. You know, you probably could expand this into a full fic or at the very least a One-Shot if you wanted. I know I'd read it, it's that good.