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// 45 - Scootaloo’s First Flight [2024.02] 
// Story: Bad Dragon's Short Stories 
// by Bad Dragon 
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“Sweetie Belle, it’s time we face the facts,” Scootaloo broke the silence. “Nopony will find us in this abandoned well and we won’t be able to save ourselves as we are. I can’t lift all my weight with these small wings, and you don’t know any spell that could get us out.”

“How’s rubbing it in going to help us?” Sweetie Belle sighed.

Scootaloo played with Sweetie Belle's legs, “I never thought that pony’s legs were so heavy.”

“How’s calling me fat going to help us?”

“And everypony has four of them…”

Sweetie Belle scoffed, “I guess that makes you fat as well.”

Scootaloo nodded. “Remember that time at Twilight’s time when Princess taught you that horn-laser cutting spell? You managed to cut down a whole tree.”

“I can’t cut through rocks if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“Not through rocks… Through bone!”

Sweetie Belle’s ears shot up, “Whaa?”

“I’ve already lost some weight while we’ve been stuck down here. I’m still too heavy to fly, but I can lose more. A lot more.”

“I don’t like where this is going, Scoots.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t bleed much. I’m too dehydrated for that. And given that the trunk of the tree you cut down was on fire, all my wounds should instantly cauterize, anyway. I promise I’ll make it to Ponyville, even if it kills me.”

“No… Scoots, please stop talking! Let’s just hug each other instead.”

“You’ll be able to hug me at your heart’s content after I manage to tell somepony where you are.”

Sweetie Belle burst into tears.

Scootaloo pressed her head against Sweetie Belle’s, looking at her straight in the eyes, “Remember when I said I’d give anything to fly?”

She sniffled. “You said that a million times…”

“Exactly.” Scootallo lowered Sweetie Belle’s head and brought closer her own hind leg to match it with the horn. “Make my wish come true, Sweetie Belle. Allow me to fly.”