Scootaloo woke and rubbed her eyes. Yesterday she had a very unexpected visitor. It was her father, of all ponies! He told her that she was going to go live with him. He had said that her mother had agreed to it and would sign the papers. She slumped out of her bed and yawned.
"Why does he want me to go live with him now? Why hasn't he come for me before? And why did mom kick him out? He didn't seem that bad. He seemed more obsessive than dangerous. I have so many questions." She looked at herself in the mirror and fixed her mane. She was looking at herself again when she heard a noise down stairs. Her mother was usually at work right now. She worked late and left early. She heard hoof-steps then a chair pull out. Was somepony downstairs at the table? But who would be here this early in the morning? She quietly made her way downstairs and, as she came to the bottom of the stairs she peeked around the corner. It was her mother! She never misses a day of work! She slowly walked to the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
"We need to talk," said her mother while she stared at the cup in her hooves. "I know your father came to see you yesterday. I asked him to. Your going to go live with him. You will be better over there with him, and here you will only be worse off. Go pack you things you are leaving today. Oh, and you won't be coming back I am moving to Manehatin," with that she stood, turned, and walked out of the door.
Scootaloo sat there and just starred at the cup on the table. She couldn't seem to muster up any tears or even a sniffle; she could only stare. She was startled out of her trance when she heard a hoof knock on the door. She got up and answered it. When she opened the door and saw Fluttershy. "Why are you here?" Scootaloo was so confused.
Angel peeked out from behind Fluttershy's leg."I'm here to help you pack," Fluttershy said with a tear in her eye. "A sister should help another sister right?"