The mare awoke, with the heavens blocked by gloom and gray balls of precipitation and a striking breeze filling the air. She sighed, burrowing her head into the softness of her pillow. A faint, treble call awoke the sleeping mare.
"Rain-Rainbow Dash," the mute, juvenile, and bizarrely familiar voice called out, "ar-are you home?"
Rainbow stretched her entire body in alliance, springing herself out of the comforts of her bed, and proceeded to leisurely trot towards the door. She opened the door, but only caught glimpse of the rain and dreariness that engulfed the sky. However, as she lowered her view, she found herself astonished with the sight of a drenched, quivering magenta-maned foal.
"Scootaloo?" The mare said in awe.
Scootaloo nodded. Rainbow guided the dampened pony into her home, worried. Without question or conversation of any form, the mare calmly walked to a cabinet and firmly clutched a towel with mouth. She courteously handed her the arid, red cloth. The filly, instinctively intertwined herself in the somewhat tepid comforts of the towel; it almost seemed as though it was a blanket.
"So, why are you here, kid?" Rainbow asked hesitantly, knowing it futile to avoid that rather trivial question.
Scootaloo created a long pause, silencing herself, as if to gather her thoughts and come up with a measly excuse.
The filly fiddled with her two hooves and finally found herself capable to say, "Well, I kinda.... ran away..."
The mare was literally frozen by the filly's response. Scootaloo was more straight-forward than she was expecting.
"Ra-Ran AWAY?!" the mare repeated as if she misheard Scootaloo, at least she hoped she did, "Why'd you do that?"
"Rainbow Dash, I promise if we can just spend this day together, I'l-I'll go back to the hospital and everything!"
The mare was immensely overtaken by the filly's request. She gazed at Scootaloo's face, which looked immensely sincere, yet, gradually as she kept her eyes fixated on Scootaloo her look of determination was downgraded to a look of desperation and slight vexation.
"Fine", Rainbow said, acknowledging the mare's plea.
Once again, Scootaloo's determination won. Then, as the smell of rain faded from the air, the sky was tarnished of its blemishes, and the sun, once hidden by the wiriness that scattered the sky, emerged, making it once again distinguishable from the blueness that surrounded it, they departed for their first true expedition, yet surely not the last. They trotted along the clouds, which were still so saturated with moisture that it spit out water to dampen whoever or whatever touched it. Rainbow Dash affably grabbed the foal and placed in her back.
"So, Dash , where are we going?" Scootaloo asked inquisitively.
"Just wait and you'll see!~" the Rainbow Dash responded enthusiastically.
As they landed in Ponyville, Scootaloo hid behind one of the mare's wings, being cautious to stay out of sight. Rainbow Dash trotted along in an insouciant matter. The mare stopped, no longer feeling a feeble tug on her wing or a near-sweltering breath sweeping the very tip of her feathers. Scootaloo had obdurately strayed from the 'comforts' of the mare's patronage. Rainbow skimmed the area, in an effort to spot the filly. Abating her worries was the incandescence that was Scootaloo's mauve hair. With presentiment about her, she accelerated towards the filly, who stood, dazed.
"Are you trying to go back to the hospital?" Rainbow said with slight acrimony.
Scootaloo still stood, stationary without any ratification or acknowledgement. The mare emulated Scootaloo's actions. She came upon a inscrutable sight, a life-size gingerbread boutique. As Rainbow's view lowered, a dapper, orderly sign that read 'Sugarcube Corner' came into view. Suddenly, as she dragged the foal away, exquisite aromas promising savory cakes, pies, and pastries alike drew her back.
"Ummm, Dash?" Scootaloo said in a roused manner.
"What's up, kid?" Rainbow said, acknowledging her.
"Are you drooling?" Scootaloo replied, directing her hoof to the trail of fluid that traced down Rainbow's face.
She jumped at the filly's statement, quickly wiping the drool off her cheek.
"What drool?" Rainbow said turning around, her embarrassment evident.
As they walked into the shop, the enticing aromas grew stronger. There on the counter, a batch of freshly baked muffins was laying. Tempted by it's now undeniably divine scent, they both grabbed a muffin simultaneously.
"Stop, you muffin thieves!!!" A feminine, somewhat nasally voice called out.
Rainbow's and Scootaloo's vision were enveloped by a pink tint as a loud thud filled the room.
"Muffin thieves?" Rainbow responded, discombobulated, with her head aching and her mind perplexed by the current situation.
"That's right, I knew I'd get you if you I set this trap out!" The feminine voice replied, "you've been stealing Mr. & Mrs. Cake's muffins, and the customers who order muffins are always angry!"
"Mr.& Mrs. Cake?" Scootaloo said just as confused as Rainbow Dash.
"Wait, you don't even know who you're taking muffins from?" The voice replied, "What a mean thief."
She lifted herself from the pair, revealing that the object hindering Scootaloo's and Rainbow Dash's vision was a pink mare, the very mare from Rainbow's dream. With the dream still fresh on her mind, Dash tried to withhold her excitement. As the pink mare eased herself, lowering her guard, a cross-eyed blond mare came out of the shadows, clenching the tray of muffins with her mouth, trotting away swiftly.
"STOOOOP!!! MUFFIN THIEF!!!" The Pink mare called out helplessly.
The pink mare, outwitted and out-ran, slowly galloped back to Rainbow and Scootaloo.
"Well, I guess you two weren't the thief after all," the mare said, discouraged, "at least that means we can be FRIENDS!!!"
Rainbow was surprised, to say the least, was her aspiration truly so easily achieved?
"My name's Pinkie Pie, what's yours?" The pink mare asked.
"Rainbow Dash." Rainbow replied valiantly.
"Sc-Scootaloo..." Scootaloo said modestly.
"Oooohhhh, I'm just so excited! Hey, we should throw a party to celebrate, you know, now that we're friends and all. Oh, doesn't it sound like fun!? It'll be so much fun! I can invite all my friends! My parties are always fun with my friends! Oh, I can't wait! Can you wait? I'm gonna explode from all this excitement!" Pinkie said enthusiastically.
"Yeah...sure." Rainbow replied plainly.
"I'll get the party ready! You guys should go wait I'll set it up!" Pinkie Pie said jumping about. Rainbow nodded as Scootaloo followed her outside.They stared at the sky, now dark, yet filled with speckles of light. Rainbow looked at Scootaloo as their faces mimicked each other's, both wearing a smile.
"Pinkie's nice, don't ya' think, kid?" Rainbow said.
"Yeah, she's nice, and funny too." Scootaloo replied buoyantly.
"Really, funny how?" Rainbow Dash replied.
"Well, she's so energetic and hyper, it's kinda funny." Scootaloo replied.
"Energetic is an understatement, kid." Rainbow replied letting out a minor chuckle.
Scootaloo replied with a smirk and a meager guffaw.
"Well, it's almost time to get you back to the clinic." Rainbow replied.
Scootaloo sighed, but knew her arguments would now be considered frivolous. A deal is a deal, and now that her day with Rainbow Dash was now gone, she had to return to the hospital. So the coupling walked into the distance, ending their day.
Yet, as they walked back to the place Scootaloo oh, so dreaded, one statement was on her mind. That statement was 'Energetic is an understatement.'
"Energetic is truly an understatement when it comes to Pinkie." Scootaloo thought to herself, "but that isn't really a bad thing, all that matters is that we're friends."