"NO!" Scootaloo shouted as she dangled from the conveniently placed rooftop, "IT CAN'T BE TRUE!"
Sombra raised an eyebrow. "What can't be true?"
Just three seconds earlier...
"Scootaloo..." Sombra said as he backed the young filly to the edge of the roof, "I am your father."
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As the flashback faded, Sombra's face lit up. "Ah, yes, I remember. Now, as I was saying, I'll go buy some cute pink tutus for you at Walcart, and then we can go to the Fluffy Faire for you to see all the fluffy things!"
Scootaloo cringed at the idea of losing her coolness factor to tutus and fluff.
Unfortunately, the last time the filly was seen, she was laughing at the top of a ferris wheel.