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// Chapter 1: The CMC 
// Story: Colts Meet Crusaders 
// by Dusk_Shine6995 
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					Colts Meet Crusaders


By: Dusk_Shine6995



Chapter 1: The CMC


Rumble sat in his home anxious. They need to hurry up! He thought to himself. His two best friends were coming over soon and he just couldn’t wait. They had set up time to hang out weeks before just for this day. Come on Come on! He thought getting more and more impatient. He heard the doorbell ring and his mom answer it, followed by muffled voices. Rumble grew curious and went down to see who it was.

When he got to the bottom of the stairs his mom was closing the door. “Who was it?” he asked.

“It was Berry Punch she was just delivering a package to me,” his mom said.

“Awww so they aren’t here yet?!” he asked with sadness in his voice. Without any warning Rumble was tackled by two ponies. He turned to yell at the assaulting ponies. When he saw who they were his anger turning to happiness. “Dusk, Elusive you’re here,” he yelled excitedly.

“Good to see you Rumble!” his friends yelled back in unison. The trio playfully wrestled for a bit then finally broke away from each other.

“So, we gonna get to work on the plan now or what?” Dusk asked.

“Yeah let’s get going,” Rumble agreed. The trio ran out of the door, sprinting to where they had planned to set up. The colts, running to their destination, darn near ran into tons of ponies along the way. They started slowing down as they drew closer to their destination.

“I’m so excited!” giggled Rumble as they ran.

“I know right!” yelled Dusk in return. Elusive simply nodded because he was getting winded from the run. The colts skidded to a stop, finally at their location. They sat there for a minute catching their breath.

“You guys ready?” asked a hyper Elusive.

“Yeah let’s do this!” Dusk and Rumble yelled excitedly. Elusive pulled bottles out of his saddlebags as Dusk pulled out the rockets. They set up the bottle rockets strategically and backed up a few feet. Dusk’s horn lit up and so did the fuses of the rockets. PHEEEW POP! all the rockets went up and exploded simultaneously. The young colts thought this was the coolest thing ever and bumped hooves.

Their celebration of the awesomeness that was explosives was cut short when they were ran into by three hyper young fillies. They now lay underneath the fillies they’ve known for years as the cutie mark crusaders. Applebloom currently had her bow stuck in Rumbles mane. Sweetie Belle had her hooves stuck underneath Elusive’s body thus pinning her. Scootaloo was laying on Dusk with her thick mane stuck on his horn and her tail tangled in his. The six ponies all moaned in stinging pain.

“Good to see you guys too,” said Dusk playfully.

“So... sorry,” Applebloom apologized while tugging at the bow, trying to free it from Rumble’s mane.

“Sorry,” said Sweetie Belle helping Elusive up, since they were the least tangled they were the first up.

“Yeah, sorry,” grunted Scootaloo as she tried to pull her mane free from Dusk’s horn. She succeeded and went to get up but quickly fell as her tail pulled her back down. “Any ideas?” she asked.

Dusk smiled slightly before saying, “I have one but you have to trust me.” Not wanting to be stuck like this long, she nodded. He nuzzled Scootaloo softly on the cheek. Her eyes went wide and she shot up in shock. The result of her jump was that their tails were torn free. “Haha just as I planned,” Dusk said, receiving a punch from the blushing Scootaloo. Their friends laughed at the pair, including Applebloom and Rumble who were still stuck. Rumble undid Applebloom bow and handed it to her.

“Thanks,” said Applebloom.

“No problem,” responded Rumble.

“So what were you three in such a rush to get to when you ran into us?” Dusk asked.

“We were going to get our cutie marks as,” Sweetie Belle began, the other two joined in, “THE CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS EXPLOSIVE EXPERTS... yay.”

“Wait you’re into explosives?!” asked a very surprised Rumble.

“Yeah, wahy wouln’t we be?” Applebloom answered.

“No reason, just seems like something girls wouldn’t be into,” Rumble answered back.

“Heck yeah we are into it,” said Scootaloo, recovering from the poisonous nuzzle from earlier. “Are we going to sit here and talk about it or are we going to set of some bottle rockets?” She yelled, excited. Her friends nodded in agreement.

“You guys want to join us?” Sweetie asked the trio of colts. They pondered this for a second. While it meant their guy time would be interrupted, it also meant more explosions.

“Sure why not,” Elusive answered for the three. Sweeties ears perked up at his voice. It almost sounds like he doesn’t care but does at the same time. She thought. How does that even make sense?

“So let’s light this candle!” yelled Scootaloo. Then something occurred to the three fillies. “Oh crap, how are we going to light them?” Scootaloo said disappointment in her voice. The three colts laughed.

“You planned on setting off bottle rockets but didn’t plan on how to light them!?” said Dusk through laughs. The three fillies blushed, embarrassed.

“What would you three know about setting off bottle rockets,” Scootaloo shouted. This drew more laughs from the colts.

“In case you didn’t notice, Scoot, there are empty bottles on the ground with black streaks on them!” retorted Dusk. Scootaloo’s blush deepened. “Here we’ll help you out, and you can use the bottles we have set up,” Dusk offered. The embarrassment on the crusaders face turned to excitement.

The trio of fillies gave an excited, “SURE!” and started placing the rockets into the bottles on the ground. Once they were done they just stood right next to the rockets and waited for the boys to light them.

“What are you waiting for?” Sweetie Belle asked, getting annoyed.

“Crusaders, think about it for a second, you are standing next to explosives asking us to light them,” said Elusive coyly. There’s that strange tone again! Sweetie thought to herself. The crusaders blushed again realizing his point and backed away from the explosives. When they were far enough away Dusk’s horn ignited again, as did the fuses. PHEEEW POP! The rockets shot up in perfect sync. What none of them expected was that the crusades had rockets with different amounts of explosive in them. The last rocket to pop was really loud and really low startling the fillies, while the colts only whooped at the noise.


The crusaders accidentally, out of fear, clung to the nearest colt. Ironically it was the same one for each of them as they had gotten tangled in before.The colts were standing strong for the frightened fillies out of instinct, the same went for why the fillies were leaning into the colts. All six of them blushed brightly. They sat there in a deafening silence for a few minutes.


“Um...” Applebloom began causing all the crusaders to back off the colts, “sorry about that... we din’t expect it ta be that loud or close.”


“It’s all good,” answered Dusk, his blush, as well as the others, began to fade. The crusaders went to leave but were stopped by Rumble’s voice.


“Hey you wanna play a game?” Rumble asked. The crusaders huddled and spoke hushed then agreed.


“Sure,” said Scootaloo


“Alright the game is pretty simple,” Rumble began, “we split into two teams and each of us get a hoof full of rocks. We throw them at each other, somewhat gently so that we don’t hurt each other... much. When you get hit you’re out.” The crusaders all smirked. “Ready?” Rumble asked.


“THE CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS COLT FLANK KICKERS... yay” they screamed joyously in unison.


“OH IT’S ON!” the colts yelled back. The two trios ran off into a nearby forest, using the trees for cover. Applebloom chucked a few rocks at Elusive. Elusive lived up to his name and quickly dodged her attack and countered with an attack of his own. The rock he threw hit Applebloom on her right foreknee.


“Ow, ya meanie ya hit a girl!” Applebloom whined with a baby voice. Elusive went to apologize only to spring the trap set by Scoot and Sweetie. He was hit on both sides of his head.


He didn’t whine when he got hit just said, “Clever.” That tone again! Sweetie screamed in her head. A rock bounced next to Sweetie’s head and she quickly ducked behind a tree. Scootaloo did the same and searched for it’s source. She saw Rumble’s black tail. She nodded in his direction and Sweetie nodded in confirmation. Scootaloo threw a rock at the tree he was hiding behind. He jumped out threw half of his ammo and got hit by a rock thrown by Sweetie Belle. None of his rocks hit a target.


“Woo two down, one to go,” shouted Scootaloo who then heard a scream from Sweetie Belle.


“Ow!” Sweetie yelled.


“Hey Scoot, what do you say to a final showdown in the clearing,” Dusk asked, nopony could place a location to the voice.


“I’m not scared of you bring it!” Scootaloo responded.


“Good, all the more fun,” Dusk said jumping down from the tree Scootaloo was hiding behind.


“How the?” Applebloom asked confused.


“I’ve been doing this a while,” Dusk said with a smirk.


“Are we going to sit here or are we going to finish this?” Scootaloo rhetorically asked.


“Bring it, Scoot,” Dusk mocked. They now stood in the clearing staring each other down. The pair staring each other down both wore cocky smirks. Their friends looked on with anticipation. The sun bore down on the soon to be epic battlefield.


“Three,” Dusk said.


“Two,” Scoot said.


“ONE!” They shouted in unison, unleashing the battle upon the once peaceful forest. Dusk chucked a rock, as did Scootaloo. Dusk rolled out of the way of the on coming projectile. Scootaloo jumped to the left and hurled another rock while in mid air. It just missed Dusk who in turn threw another rock at Scootaloo. Scootaloo dodged it just barely. The battle went on for five minutes of constant throwing and dodging. It came to an end when Scoot and Dusk jumped at each other throwing a rock. Both rocks missed their target and they landed in a heap. Once again tangled in the same way as earlier.


“Ahh again!” Scootaloo yelled. She yanked her mane free and was about to get up when she remembered the tails. “Don’t you dare nuzzle me again!” She growled. She then felt a light tap on her muzzle.


“I wouldn’t dare... oh by the way I win,” Dusk said with a sly smile on his face.


“Where did you get another rock!?” Scootaloo asked.


“Like I said, I’ve been doing this for a while, I hid it in my mane,” He said, with a bright smile on his face.


Scootaloo seemed to forget she was laying on a colt when she dropped down and sulked, “I hate losing.” Dusk hated seeing girls sad and wrapped his hooves around her in a comforting embrace. Scootaloo blushed and tried to fight against the hug but her body wouldn’t obey her. I’m so going to regret this. Dusk thought with a blush. He nuzzled her cheek like before and let go of her. She jumped in shock, again, and punched him when he stood up. “I SAID DON’T NUZZLE ME!” she shouted. Their friends giggled at this display.


“How do you go from ‘epic rock battle to the death’ to ‘hugs and nuzzles’?” Sweetie Belle teased.


“Well she hates losing, I hate seeing girls sad, and nuzzles apparently break our tails apart,” Dusk said, triggering another round of laughter, this time he and Scootaloo were also included. 


The six friends sat there laughing for a few minutes when they heard a couple voices call. “Sweetie Belle... Applebloom... Scootaloo!” the voices, obviously feminine, yelled. The six friend left the woods and the crusaders were met with worried hugs from their sisters, Scootaloo’s surrogate sister anyway.


“Where were you squirt!?” Rainbow Dash asked with relief flooding her voice.


“We were in the woods playing war with these three,” Scootaloo answered. All eyes shifted to the three colts. They gulped loudly.


“What the hay were you three doin out here with our sisters!?” Applejack growled at the three colts.


Dusk explained, “We were just having some childish fun. Just threw rocks at each other in a game of war nothing more.” I understand that the six of us are sixteen, seventeen, but no need to be so feral towards us! Dusk thought to himself.


“Better not be lying to us!” threatened Dash.


“Girls I understand that they are teenagers but I highly doubt they were doing anything inappropriate out there,” Rarity began, sounding like she was standing up for the colts, “besides do you really think they would have the guts to face their older sisters, let alone without a single blush if they had been doing anything wrong?” That last statement seemed to quell the anger in Dash and Applejack.


“Ah spose You’re right Rare,” said Applejack.


“Yeah, and if they had been doing anything, ANYTHING, they would have felt the wrath of an older sister, and TARTARUS HATH NO FURY LIKE A SISTERS SCORN!” Rainbow Dash yelled.



“Rainbow you know me I would NEVER do anything along those lines!” Rumble said forcefully to Dash.


“I know Rumble, but I trust no one when it comes to my sister!” said Dash surprised with Rumble’s guts.


“That makes sense, I have a sister of my own and if I saw her near a colt he wouldn’t get to see Celestia raise another sun,” agreed Elusive. That damn tone of his voice is so mysterious! Sweetie Belle yelled in her mind.


“Our point exactly, darling, Sweetie I think we should head home it’s getting late,” said Rarity. Almost on cue Sweetie yawned.  That was cute. Thought Elusive, who kept his usual somber look.


“We should do the same AB,” said Applejack. Applebloom let out a small sigh followed by a yawn.


“Alraht,” Applebloom reluctantly agreed.


“Scoot I’ll give you a ride home so you can get to sleep before... well you know,” said Rainbow Dash with a small pain in her voice.


“Yeah, I suppose you’re right Dash, let’s go,” said Scootaloo with a sad sigh. They all went off to their homes.


“Hey guys I’ll see you tomorrow like we planned,” Dusk said to Rumble and Elusive. They nodded because Dusk’s house was in the opposite direction of theirs. “Dash, Scoot, wait up!” he yelled at the surrogate sisters.


“Hey Dusk what’s up?” asked Scootaloo.


“My house is this way so I figured you wouldn’t mind if I walked with you two,” Dusk said.


“I guess if Rainbow doesn’t mind,” Scootaloo answered.


“I don’t know...” Dash began, “you were in the woods with my sis, and I can’t tell if I should trust you!” Dash looked down at Scootaloo who had unknowingly put on her puppydog eyes and pout. “It seems Scoot trusts you so I suppose I do too,” Dash said.


“Sweet thanks!” Dusk said happily. The three walked in silence until they reached Scootaloo’s house. It was low enough that Scootaloo didn’t need Dash to lift her up to it. While that was a blessing there was something very troubling as well. Her father was home.


“Huuu wish me luck Dash,” said Scootaloo with sadness in her voice.


“Best of luck squirt,” Dash said with a small tear developing as they hugged. Dusk didn’t understand what was going on but hated seeing them so sad.


“I don’t know what’s going on but best of luck Scoot,” Dusk said sweetly.


“Thanks Dusk I’m going to need it,” Scootaloo said slightly less pained. Dash took to the sky and flew home. Dusk turned to go home. He heard a quiet clopping of hooves on cobblestone and turned around just in time to receive a hug from Scootaloo.


“Um Scoot?” asked a confused Dusk.


“Just shut up Dusk, I need a genuine hug to be able to handle what’s likely about to happen,” said Scootaloo with tears developing. Dusk was at a loss of words so he just hugged her back. She cried into his shoulder. When the embrace broke she looked at him with a smile. “Thank you Dusk... see you tomorrow?” she asked her voice full of hope.


“Scootaloo, I’ll see you whenever you need me!” he said warmly. Her heart melted. She hugged him again. He immediately returned her hug.


“Thank you Dusk, I needed that,” Scootaloo said with happy tears.


“No problem Scoot,” he said smiling wide. She entered her house with a smile that immediately faded when she was inside. Dusk headed home, smiling at the nights ending. He’d never admit it to his friends but he always did have a small crush on the competitive pegasus. Dusk was a couple hundred yards from Scootaloo’s house when he heard the sound of shattering glass.


Meanwhile when Dusk was walking away.


“You’re finally home,” said the drunk stallion.


“Yeah,” said a reluctant Scootaloo.


“Don’t give me that tone, you ungrateful foal!” Scootaloo’s father yelled.


“I didn’t give you a tone,” said Scootaloo flatly. The stallion approached her.


“Don’t talk to your father like that you little bitch!” he yelled at Scootaloo. The stallion pinned his daughter to the wall of their cloud home.


“DAD LET ME GO!” Scootaloo yelled, scared.


“Shut up you little slut!” he screamed. “I know what you were doing out this late, bucking every colt within hoofs reach!” He insulted.


“DAD I’M A VIRGIN!” she shouted defensively.


“Don’t lie to me you whore!” he screamed throwing a punch. Luckily for Scootaloo he was so drunk his hoof hit the wall. “You are a disgrace to this family!” He growled. Scootaloo had enough. She punched him in the face and ran out of the door. He reacted to the attack by throwing a beer bottle out the door after her. It missed her head by inches and shattered on the ground. She looked around, saw Dusk in the distance and ran to him.


What the buck was that? Dusk mentally asked. He kept walking until he heard the sound of frantic clopping on the cobblestone road. He turned around to see Scoot charging at him with tears streaming down her face. His jaw dropped and he started running for her. Scootaloo ran into Dusk, his hooves were open to hug her. When she ran into him he was sent tumbling with her in his arms. They landed on the ground with Scootaloo crying into Dusk. Dusk just held her tight. Scootaloo cried and cried, soaking Dusk’s coat. They heard stumbled hoof steps on the roads.


“Scoot get behind me,” Dusk whispered into Scoot’s ear. She obeyed and stood behind him.


“Who the buck are you!?” shouted the inebriated stallion.


“No one to you!” Dusk yelled back.


“Don’t give me that lip kid you’ll regret it if you keep it up,” the stallion threatened. “There you are you little slut!” he said noticing his daughter behind the colt. “Is he your latest customer!?” he mocked.


“Don’t you talk to her like that, YOU will regret it if you keep it up,” threatened Dusk with a mocking tone. He was then backhoofed by the drunk stallion. Dusk wasn’t going to do anything in return, however, Scootaloo had now moved to defend him. The stallion raised his hoof to slap his daughter. Dusk pushed her behind him and received the slap instead. “Raise your hoof to Scoot one more time, asshole and you WILL NOT get wake up in your bed tomorrow!” Dusk shouted.The stallion raised a hoof and was promptly punched in the face by Dusk. The stallion now laid on the ground out cold.


“I’m sorry Scoot he gave me no choice,” said Dusk with a small tinge of guilt in his voice.


“No Dusk he had this coming,” Scootaloo began, “and you didn’t kill him, you followed through with your protective words and, for that, I thank you.”


“Alright Scoot... want to spend the night at my place tonight just in case?” he asked.


“Please,” Scootaloo begged.


“Of course... come on let’s get this asshole back to your home,” Dusk said angrily.


“Wh... why?” Scootaloo asked with rare hesitation.


“I think he is drunk enough and I hit him hard enough that he won’t remember a thing. So if we put him in his bed he won’t be as angry in the morning.” Dusk explained.


“That makes sense, I guess, lets do it,” She agreed reluctantly.


“I have an idea, what room is his,” Dusk asked.


“His bed is about in the middle of the closest wall to us right now why?” she asked.


“Hope this works,” Dusk prayed. He levitated Scootaloo’s father onto his back and teleported. Scootaloo heard a rustle of leaves in the distance then was nearly blinded by the light that appeared before her. She laughed when she saw Dusk with twigs and leaves caught in his mane. “You didn’t tell me there was a tree under your house!” Dusk teased with a smile.


“I forgot,” said Scootaloo with as much innocence she could muster.


“Fair enough so lets get going,” he said. Scootaloo happily agreed and they started walking to his house. Scootaloo leaned onto Dusk as they walked, thoroughly exhausted  from tonights events. Dusk stood strong for the filly knowing she needed it. She is far stronger than I knew. He thought to himself. Scootaloo nuzzled Dusk’s neck gently. He took the opportunity to make her laugh.


“So now you like nuzzles!?” he said, purposely, overly, loud.


“Shut up,” Scootaloo said laughing and playfully nudging him. He was happy to see her smiling again and decided to play even more.


“So I can’t nuzzle you but you can nuzzle me, that’s hardly fair,” he said with a mock whine.


She nuzzled him again and said, “Yep I’m just that evil.”


“You’re lucky you’re cute too, otherwise I wouldn’t accept these terms!” Dusk said with an instant blush appearing. Whoops let that one slip out... he thought to himself.


“I know I just have to use my looks to make the men swoon so I get what I want,” Scootaloo said with her best imitation of Diamond Tiara. Dusk started laughing.


“That was pretty close,” he complimented. Scootaloo joined in his laughter and leaned into him more. He called me cute... Scootaloo mentally realized.


“Do you really think I’m cute?” she asked with a blush. Buck she did catch that. He thought.


“Well... yeah. Your short mane is always wind whipped, your eyes are always sparkling, and you’re always so full of energy.” He said blushing. When Dusk said this Scootaloo was overcome with joy. Nopony ever compliments me! She thought. Certainly not my dad.


“Dusk... that’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me!” she said, her voice dripping with happiness.


“Well then, not many ponies must tell you the truth,” He said with a smile. Scootaloo’s heart melted. Th... that’s so sweet. She thought.


“Th... thanks Dusk,” She stammered.


“Oh hey, we’re here!” Dusk suddenly said. Scootaloo looked at his house with relief. Finally I can rest. She thought. Dusk opened the door and held it open for her. She walked through and was immediately hit with nerves.


“Are you sure your mom won’t mind me spending the night?” asked Scootaloo nervously.


“Yeah she won’t mind, and even if she does, she’s working late tonight with Berry Punch at the bar so she shouldn’t be home until about three A.M.” Dusk answered nonchalantly.


“So, we are alone?” Scootaloo asked with a blush.


“Yeah,” He said.


“Umm...” Scootaloo said looking down at the floor.


“What’s wrong Scoot?” He asked.


“It’s just... I’ve never spent the night at a colts house... let alone, all alone with the colt,” Scootaloo said nervously.


“What you don’t trust me,” Dusk said with a smirk.


“Shut up Dusk,” replied Scootaloo. They laughed with each other. Scootaloo hugged him again. “Thank you, Dusk, I needed the help,” Scootaloo said with her tears starting to resurface. Dusk returned her hug.


“Scoot, don’t cry, I know it’s tough but you’re ok now,” Dusk whispered into her ear. She nuzzled him again. He immediately took the opportunity to make her laugh again. “AGAIN WITH THE NUZZLES!” he yelled overdramatically. Scootaloo giggled at this display. Dusk smiled at that laugh. Even her laugh is cute. He thought to himself.


“Dusk I owe you,” Scootaloo said.


“Scoot, you don’t owe me a thing,” Dusk said. She went to argue but Dusk interrupted her, “Don’t try to argue I’m not going to let you repay me for nothing. Just rest here for the night and I’ll help you figure out what to do from there.”


“Ok, Dusk, but you have to agree to one thing,” Scootaloo said. Dusk pondered this for a minute. He knew he wouldn’t turn her down because it would mean she could rest easy.


“Alright, what’s the condition?” Dusk asked. Scootaloo blushed and she leaned closer to Dusk. “Um.. Scoot?” He asked curious about what she was doing. She closed her eyes and drew closer to her target. She met his cheek with her lips and held them there for a while. Dusk was blushing more and more with each passing second. When she broke off they looked into each others eyes.


“The condition is, is that you don’t tell a soul about what just happened,” Scootaloo said.


“Works for me,” Dusk said with his cocky smirk returning. “Follow me I’ll show you where you are going to sleep tonight,” He then said. She followed him. When they reached the room Dusk had said would be hers, they entered. She was taken aback by the awesomeness of the room. Linkin Pony, The Changeling, and Skillet posters lined the wall. She saw an Xbox surrounded by game cases ranging from, Call of Cutie Black Flanks 2 to Fallout Equestria. The TV was a 32 inch flat screen no less!


“Whoooooa,” Scootaloo said, her jaw slack in awe.


“My little slice of heaven,” Dusk responded.


“Wait this is your room? I thought you were taking me to where I’m going to sleep,” Scootaloo said confused.


“I did, you can have the bed and I’ll crash on the floor,” explained Dusk.


“Oh, no I couldn’t take your bed,” Scootaloo tried to argue.


“Yes you will, it won’t be much of a change for me anyway. Often enough I fall asleep in front of the TV on my chair of epicness,” Dusk explained.


“Well... no I can’t bring myself to do it. Please let me be the one who sleeps on the floor,” she pleaded. Dusk pondered No way in TarTarus am I going to make her sleep on the floor. 


“Aha I have a fair solution, a game of Haylo 3, winner chooses who sleeps on the floor,” Dusk offered.


“Deal!” Scootaloo responded with determination. Dusk handed her a controller and turned the Xbox on. 


“Oh bites one second I’ll be right back,” Dusk said, having realized he forgot something. He stood up and left the room. Scootaloo watched him leave. It’s cute the way his tail wags when he’s in a rush. She thought with a blush appearing on her face. He came back a few minutes later. “Ah, now that that’s out of the way lets play!” He said. The game lasted far longer than they expected. Much to Dusk’s surprise, Scootaloo was really good at Haylo. “Hey Scoot, I have an offer for you,” Dusk said still staring at the screen.


“What might that be Dusk?” Scootaloo asked.


“We start a new match first one to ten get’s to choose a punishment for the other,” He said. “Deal?” He said with his usual cocky smirk.


“YOU’RE ON!” Scootaloo agreed. The next game started with a bang. Literally a bang, they shot rockets and threw grenades like crazy at the start. When none of the explosives killed the others avatar they went to the usual shooting. Scootaloo got the first kill with a lucky headshot. Scootaloo was celebrating when Dusk sniped her from across the map.


“Don’t celebrate too soon, Scoot,” he teased. She punched him in the shoulder and they went back to killing each other. Scootaloo held the lead at eight to five. She was smiling. Dusk smirked at the cocky pegasus. “Ready for me to try now?” Dusk asked boastfully.


“For you to try?” She asked confused. The next thing Scootaloo knew the score was tied at eight to eight. Dusk smirked when Scootaloo’s jaw dropped. “How the... WHAT?” She yelled. They now hid from each other for a good long time. Then suddenly Scootaloo’s half of the screen was covered in blue from a plasma grenade. “Oh.. buck,” she said in perfect sync of the explosion.


“Nine to eight Scoot,” Dusk teased. No way am I going to let him win. Scootaloo thought. Scootaloo picked up an energy sword and an idea struck her mind. She leaned over and kissed Dusk’s cheek. Dusk gasped and blushed completely distracted. Scootaloo was enjoying the kiss but at the same time she killed Dusk’s avatar. She broke away with a triumphant whoop. “OH CHEAP!” Dusk complained. “IT’S ON SCOOT!” he forcefully said. They made their way slowly around the map keeping in cover as much as possible. Scootaloo jumped and screamed when Dusk suddenly assassinated her. 


She pouted, cutely at the loss. Dusk’s heart melted a little at the cute little pout. “Come on Scoot, it was just a game,” he tried to comfort.


“I know but I hate losing,” Scootaloo whined. She squeaked when Dusk wrapped his hooves comfortingly around her.


“Well for such a hard fought battle here’s your reward,” Dusk joked. Scootaloo giggled at the joke. She then returned the hug and enjoyed every second of it. She felt like she was on top of the world in his hooves.


“Well, time for the condition we agreed on,” Dusk said. Scootaloo gulped and looked at the ground. “First off you get the bed,” he began, “as for the second condition...” He started blushing as his voice trailed off.


“What’s the last condition?” Scootaloo asked. He pulled her closer into the hug. She blushed heavily at the extra closeness. She looked up at Dusk wide eyed. He stared into her purple eyes. She stared back into his crimson eyes. 


“The second condition is... a small kiss,” He announced, blushing heavily. Scootaloo’s blush deepened. She knew she couldn’t back out of it, after all they made a bet. Scootaloo’s blush deepened even more from the fact that she wanted it as much as he did. She nodded slowly and closed her eyes. Dusk leaned down closer to the filly. His warm breath tickled her muzzle. He stopped inches from her lips. He nuzzled her gently. Her eyes opened and she looked for why he didn’t kiss her.


“Umm... I thought you were going to kiss me...” Scootaloo said releasing a breath that she didn’t know she was holding.


“I can’t bring myself to do it unless you want me to,” said Dusk as his blush deepened. Scootaloo just stared at Dusk awestruck. He... he won’t kiss me unless I want him to? Th... that is chivalry if I’ve ever seen it. Not to mention the sweetest thing anyone has EVER done for me! She thought. Scootaloo then noticed that their lips were still just inches apart. The shade of crimson on her cheeks grew deeper.


“Dusk that is sweet of you,” she began, “I... I don’t know what to say.”


“Then don’t say anything, just sit here and cuddle with me for a while,” Dusk said sweetly.


“Hmm... tempting,” Scootaloo said. Then a realization hit her. When said realization hit her, she hit Dusk.


“Ow, what was that for?” Dusk asked.


“You nuzzled me!” she yelled. “The deal was that only I can nuzzle!” she then teased.


“OH SO YOU HATE NUZZLES AGAIN,” Dusk began, “however you don’t seem to mind kisses.” He finished with a smirk. Scootaloo’s blush returned with a vengeance.


“Smart flank!” she yelled at him. She accidentally lost her balance when she yelled and was now closer to Dusk. They both blushed even harder. Scootaloo looked up at Dusk again and gasped with how close their muzzles were. A couple more centimeters and they would be nuzzling each other. Both their eyes widened with the same realization but neither backed away. Dusk seemed lost and Scootaloo was having a mental war with herself. I’ve never kissed anypony before. Should I? Shouldn’t I? How did this happen? Where will this end up leading? She screamed in her mind, then a small voice suddenly made itself very known. STOP THINKING AND JUST KISS HIM! It screamed louder than any other mental voice of hers. She contemplated this voices words and decided to listen to it. She closed her eyes and leaned into a small kiss. Dusk’s eyes widened then quickly shut as he fell into the pleasure of Scootaloo’s lips. Both of their minds exploded from the pleasure of the small kiss. All thoughts left their teen minds. The pair was completely enveloped in blissful pleasure. They broke away after a few seconds, which to them felt like hours.


“Wow,” they whispered in unison.


“Dusk, despite how tonight began, it has been a great night,” Scootaloo whispered, her tears returning as the nights previous events entered her mind. Dusk held her tighter knowing that she was going to cry soon. “I never did thank you for saving me from my father,” She choked out between tears, “Dusk I needed you tonight, and you’ve been here through it all and I can’t thank you enough for it.” Scootaloo’s tears began to fall more and more. “I know you won’t take anything in return but I just want you to know that I appreciate everything you’ve done for me tonight,” Scootaloo forced out through her tears.


“Scootaloo,” Dusk began, “like I said earlier tonight, if you need me I’ll be there, no matter what is in my way I will do my best to be there when you need me.” Scootaloo’s tears of sadness morphed into tears of happiness at Dusk’s words. She squeezed him tighter and nuzzled him. “No... no... no... I’m not going to say it,” Dusk mumbled. Scootaloo giggled, knowing exactly what he meant. Dusk nuzzled her mane and giggled.


“Hey, no nuzzling!” she said sarcastically. Dusk reluctantly stopped nuzzling her. When he stopped though he was met with something more desirable. Scootaloo’s eyes staring into his. She had a cute, small, smile on her face with a faint blush. Dusk just wore a stupid grin.  Scootaloo wrapped her hooves around his neck and leaned her head onto his chest. His heartbeat lulled her into a daze. That daze made her vulnerable to new ideas. His cute hair, smile, and need to protect me is... for lack of a better word, intoxicating. She thought.  His plush lips are calling right now for a more deep kiss... I should answer that call. She leaned her head back and looked into Dusk’s eyes again. She leaned up and kissed him again. This time, however, she pulled his head down to her level for a deeper kiss. They sat there in the blissful kiss. Scootaloo was enveloped in magic and she was set in the bed. Not once did the kiss break. They were now laying under the covers of Dusk’s bed, just kissing deeply. The kiss broke after ten minutes. They hugged once again. Scootaloo nuzzled his neck and wrapped a hind leg around him. She then put her head onto his chest again. This time his heartbeat lulled her to sleep. Dusk fell asleep soon after setting his head atop Scootaloo’s.


Scootaloo woke a few hours later. She was pleasantly welcomed to the conscious world by the sound of Dusk’s heartbeat and low mumbling. Pleasant memories of how she was in this position came back to her. He does seem to care about me. She thought. I wonder if he has liked me long. She smiled at the potential of that last thought. Scootaloo subconsciously started tracing circles on his chest with her hoof. 


Dusk was still mumbling things from his dream when he mumbled just loud enough for Scootaloo to hear, “Hmm... Scootaloo.” Scootaloo looked up and saw he was still sleeping. He’s dreaming about me. She thought with a blush. She stopped tracing circles on his chest and now just stared at the sleeping colt. He’s dreaming about me. HE’S dreaming about me. He’s dreaming about ME! H... he’s dreaming about me. Scootaloo was flustered for a moment. She calmed down slightly when he mumbled her name once again. An idea struck Scootaloo. She grinned at the implications of her idea. This is going to be fun. She thought as she set the plan into motion.


Scootaloo was now kneeling on all fours stradling Dusk. She leaned her face down and nuzzled him. He mumbled something about Scootaloo and nuzzling. She leaned down again and nuzzled him harder. This time he woke up.


“Oh hey Scootaloo,” His eyes widened, “Scootaloo, what are you doing?!” He asked nervously.


“I heard a noise and got scared,” She began with a baby voice, “I needed a hug or something to calm me down and you were asweep.” She put on her pout and puppydog eyes again and sniffled. “Pwease help,” she begged. Dusk’s heart melted. How the buck could I say no to that face? He mentally asked.


“Alwight, but onwy cause you’re so cute,” He said mocking her baby voice.


“Thwank you,” She thanked keeping the cute voice. Dusk wrapped her in a hug. She did the same and brought her whole body down on top of Dusk. Scootaloo nuzzled his cheek softly and then kissed where she nuzzled. The pair blushed and looked into each others eyes. Dusk saw pure happiness in her eyes. Let’s see if I can make her happier. Dusk thought with a smirk. Oh no he’s smirking, what is he planning. Scootaloo thought. They kept staring into each others eyes for a minute. Then Dusk suddenly slid out from under her and was now standing over her. Scootaloo was nervous because she was belly down with a colt standing over her. 


Dusk whispered into her ear comfortingly, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything bad.” 


Scootaloo was still nervous but whispered in response, “Ok.” Dusk leaned down and kissed the back of her neck. This motion sent chills down Scootaloo’s back. Dusk then brought his hooves up to her shoulders and began to massage her. Scootaloo groaned pleasurably as Dusk started undoing knots in her shoulders. When he thought he got all the knots from her shoulders undone, he moved down to her back. Knot after knot came loose, each one triggering a moan of pleasure from Scootaloo. He touched the edge of a sensitive knot and Scootaloo said, “Lower.” He listened and put his hoof directly onto where the knot was. “Ahhhh that’s the spot,” Scootaloo whispered. Dusk continued the treatment until there was no more area to massage. Scootaloo laid there numb with pleasure from not having all the stress in her muscles. Dusk turned Scootaloo over, pulled her close, and rolled over so she was back on top of him. They stared into each others eyes again. Dusk now noted that there was more happiness in her eyes, along with a blissful gleam.


Scootaloo nuzzled his nose and said, “Thank you Dusk, that was amazing.” Dusk simply smirked and nodded. He nuzzled her back while she nuzzled him. Scootaloo was going to joke but chose not to ruin the moment. They laid there nuzzling for a few minutes when suddenly, Scootaloo wrapped her hooves around his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss. Dusk reciprocated and wrapped his hooves around her neck. He rubbed her neck gently and she moaned into his mouth. She broke from the kiss for a breath and looked into his eyes. He did the same. They both saw love in the others eyes. Scootaloo leaned in and gave Dusk a small peck on the lips before saying, “This has been the greatest night of my life Dusk.”


“I’ve enjoyed every second of this night Scoot,” Dusk said. Scootaloo hugged him as close as she could, savoring the contact. Another idea struck Scootaloo and she decided to go with it. She wrapped her tail with his and got it tangled, just like how the day began. Dusk nuzzled her cheek and kissed it lightly. Scootaloo didn’t feel the urge to call him out on it and decided to enjoy the nuzzles and kisses. They leaned their heads back and stared into each others eyes once again. Scootaloo leaned into another kiss. Her tongue lightly touched his lips. He opened his mouth in surprise and she slid her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues now danced in harmony in each others mouths. They savored every second of the kiss before breaking away.


“Thank you Dusk,” Scootaloo whispered into his ear.


“What for?” Dusk asked.


“Everything, tonight has been amazing and I wouldn’t take any of it back,” She whispered with happy tears forming.


Dusk kissed her cheek and whispered, “Neither would I, Scoot.” Scootaloo nuzzled his cheek and settled her head in the crook of his neck. They fell asleep with Scootaloo still on top of Dusk, and neither of them cared who might see.