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// I'll Fly Higher 
// Story: The Paths We Choose 
// by discord7 
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	Scootaloo and I were in the fields a few streets from my place, we were here for one thing: teach her how to fly. It had been three weeks since Celestia had approved my adoption for the little filly. I couldn't help but smile every time I saw her, why hadn't I ever noticed how much fun she could be. All those times she fought for my attention I shooed her off becasue she annoyed me, now I could see how cruel I was. But now I was going to be there for her.
"Common Scoots you can do it just flap your wings as hard as you can." I told the little filly bending down to her level.
She was trying as hard as she could to get off the ground, her tiny wings buzzed. She really did have heart, I can't see why I didn't notice it before.
I heard a sound coming from behind us, I looked up and saw that it was coming from the sun. A charriot carrying Princess Celestia. The charriot landed in front of us. Both Scootaloo and I bowed before the royal Princess.
"Please Rainbow, it's quite alright. I'm only here to inform you that I have made all the arrangements. The citizens in Ponyville have heard about your recent adoption." Celestia explained. "Your friend Pinkie Pie has agreed to hold a celebration at Sugar Cube corner this Friday to honor you. That way everypony can say goodbye to you Scootaloo, after all a lot of ponies were sad to hear you had just left."
I looked over to see Scootaloo's wings buzzing once more, out of excitement this time.
"There's gunna be a party? For me?" She almost all but jumped out of her coat.
She hovered in mid-air, I watched her for a moment before I realized she wasn't coming down. I felt a pang of pride, not like from winning but more of a knot in my stomach from seeing the filly who was now officially my daughter learning to fly. It hit me like a wave, Scootaloo was my daughter now. And she'd learned to fly. And I was going to see my friends. And I was a Wonderbolt. I had never felt happiness like this in my life.
There was nothing that could bring me down, nothing that I could ever think of.
I paused when I saw Scootaloo's disapointed look after she came back to the ground.
"What's the matter kiddo?" I asked.
"Well, I just thought I'd be able to get my cutie mark like you from learning to fly." She said.
"Aw, don't worry about it Scoots, besides I got mine from my race remember?" I assured her.
She lightened up.
"Now get your scooter and lets get goin' home, we got a long day ahead of us tomorrow." I told her.
"What are we doin' tomorrow?" She asked picking up her saddlebag and scooter.
"Well you learned how to fly so well, I figure you deserve a treat. Tomorrow we're going to the Cloudaseum so you can meet the real Wonderbolts and practice training." I replied proudly.
I could litterally see the stars in her eyes as they lit up with joy.

After I tucked her into bed I gave her a kiss and stared walking out, before I turned out the light she called my name.
"Rainbow?"
"Ya, Scoots?"
"Your gunna be my mom forever right?" she mumbled sleepily, the poor little thing was so tuckered out. But I knew the question was legitamate.
"Forever and ever sweet heart, now get some sleep OK?" I whispered to her.
I went to my living room and ploped on the big fluffy couch. I would go up to my room in a minute but for now I wanted to bask in the glory of this day. No, this whole life I'd been blessed with.
Surely it couldn't get any better right? Surely there was nothing else that could make this any better than the things I'd dreamed of since I was a filly.
I heard a knock on the door.
I got up and answered, it was Soarin.
"What's up Soar?" I asked bumping his hoof.
"I was just wondering..." his words trailed off, I saw him turn a little red.
"What?" I asked him.
"You know... if you wanna come on a date with me this Saturday." He asked. "You know since were not having any races until next month."
I frowned, "So let me get this straight, you come up to my house practically in the middle of the night after I just put my new daughter to bed, knock on my door, and ask me if I wanna go on a date with you?" I was in his face now, he seemed a bit scared.
"Uh..."
"I'd love to." I told him.
He seemed confused.
"Pick me up at 8, and don't be late or so help me..." I closed the door in his muzzle.
OK, I was wrong, it could get better. I thought to myself.
I went up to my room and fell straight to sleep.