Scootaloo was laying in her bed, every bone in her body was relaxed and calmed. She felt a warm peace flow around her putting her into a trance. She also felt safe, curled up inside layers of a cloud, like nothing bad ever happened. The world and all it's problems went away, and all that was left was her stuffed animal, her fluffy bed, and herself. If only it would stay that way, she thought. Her ear twitched as her bedroom door opened, an orange stallion walking into the light blue room.
"Scoots, get up. You need to go to school, no more skipping days because your, and I quote, "sick"." He took a hoof and shoot the small filly softly, as if he could break her.
"I'll get up if you tell me how you got your cutie mark." She said, opening one eye to look at him.
"Scoots, I said I will te-"
"Tell me later I know, but you always say that! When are you ever gonna tell me?" Her voice raised and she sat straight up in bed, looking the colt in the eye.
"It happened in the past, and it's a long story. I have to get to the Weather Factory, and you little missy," he rubbed a hoof on his nieces pinkish hair, "need to get to school so you don't disappoint Miss. Cheerilee again." He walked out of room without saying another word.
Scootaloo jumped out of her bed, a fluffy cloud that her uncle had brought down for her. Her room had several drawings of clouds and rainbows, and an expert drawing of Cloudsdale next to her bed. She sighed while staring at it. One day, she thought, I will be able to fly myself up there while all the ponies who doubted me will watch in amazement. The filly walked away from her room, and her still warm bed, wishing she could stay there all day. After grabbing her lunch from the kitchen, she ran outside, her helmet strapped on her head, and jumped onto her scooter that was waiting for her. Scootaloo passed by several early morning ponies as she zoomed down the streets she grew up on. She came to a halt as a giant box fell from high in the blue sky. She looked towards the heavens and saw Derpy, after saying an apology, floating down towards her. "Sorry, my bad." The older mare and two more ponies picked up the wooden box. "Hey, kid," a blue stallion said as he helped lift the box, "how come you aren't going to Flight school? You are a pegasus right?"
He looked at her with his questioning green eyes, and she replied, "I'm not sure anymore," and with that she moved her scooter forwards and drove away. I wish I was an Earth pony, she thought to herself, then maybe so many ponies wouldn't be asking the same questions. She felt no emotion up to this point, whatever sadness she had ever felt has turned into the feeling of determination, but after the run in with the stallion, she felt strange. Not sad, but a feeling she couldn't explain. Whatever it was, she pushed it away from her as she placed her scooter in front of the School. She sucked in a breath of air as she entered.
"Hey Scoots! I was thinking about, after school, we go down to the river and try for a fishing cutie mark!" Sweetie Bell was jumping up and down in front of Scootaloo, who gave her a strange expression.
"A fishing cutie mark," she said as she sat down in her assigned seat, "yeah, let's go for it." Scootaloo noticed a pony missing, "hey, where's Apple Bloom?"
"She said that Applejack needed help planting new saplings, and checking on the apples as they bloom. I asked her if we could help, but she says she's got it all covered." Sweetie put her green eyes on the ground as Diamond Tiara walked up to them.
"How are the blank flanks doing today? Oh and Scootaloo, I saw Rainbow Dash flying around this morning, she seems to fly much faster without having to hall you around." Tiara squinted her eyes at Scootaloo's small wings, "hey, I think I can finally see them, wait! Never mind, it was just a patch of dirt on your uncleaned coat." She starts to laugh, and some other fillies in the class laugh with her. Scootaloo rolls her eyes and ignores them. Diamond turns on Sweetie Bell, "hey everyone! Look at the unicorn who can't use her own magic! Ha!"
Scootaloo jumps out of her seat and stands in between Tiara and the crying Sweetie Bell, "You're just jealous, because we have all the choices in the world for our future, and you got stuck with a tiara!" The purple filly gasps and slams a hoof on the ground, she starts a comeback, but Scootaloo interrupts her. "We're just like you, Tiara, can't you see that?"
"I am nothing like you," she yelled, her face turning a bright shade of red. "How dare you even consider us being close to the same kind, you things are a mistake to ponykind!" She spat in Scootaloo's face and applied her venom, "I'd rather have manure as my cutie mark then be a pegasus that can't fly!"
Scootaloo's face fell in shock, all anger leaving her face. She stared at Diamonds blue eyes, and said nothing. She had no more words, she just sat in her seat and starred at the chalkboard at the front of the room. Miss. Cheerilee walked into the room after all of the fillies where sitting politely in their seats, acting as if nothing happened.
Scootaloo never said a word, not during lunch, or recess, not until her and Sweetie Bell where far away from the school. "Hey, Scoots, thanks for defending me back there."
"No probs, Sweetie. You know, I don't care if they make fun of me, I'm use to that, but I can't stand it when they laugh at you and Applebloom." Scootaloo says as she pushes herself on her scooter.
"We should visit Applebloom, to tell her what happened. I think she should know." She suddenly jumps off the ground and squeals, "We need to visit my sister! She said she needs our help with something."
"I thought we were going to go fishing."
"It's not the same without Applebloom, and my sister needs our help, so common! Let's go!" With that she took off down the street where they came, and headed into the heart of Ponyville. Scootaloo followed her white coated friend, gaining speed with her scooter.
Once there, the two strolled into the shop, and saw the purple maned mare fixing three different dresses at once. Pieces of fabric was flying around the room, a blue piece of fabric fell on Scootaloo as Rarity turned to look at the too. "No, not blue... What about a simple grey, with just a touch of lavender." Rarity's horn glows with blue light and another piece of fabric is drawn from a wardrobe and placed around Scootaloo. "Perfect, and maybe I can add a few jewels to it. Oh darlings, come stand up here." The two fillies did as the older mare asked, Scootaloo wishing she could avoid the situation.
She stood next to the enthused Sweetie Bell, and sighed as Rarity placed different fabrics of the same grey over her orange coat. "Rarity, why are you making us dresses?" Scootaloo asked.
The older mare peered over her classes to look at the filly, "haven't you heard, darling? There is going to be a Galla at Canterlot once more, but this time to celebrate Princess Twilght Sparkle. All family of the Elements of Harmony are invited. I have yet to make dresses for Pinkie Pie's family, a suit for Rainbow Dash's father, who is completely unwilling to the idea of dressing up, and-"
"But I'm not family," Scootaloo said looking into Rarits blue eyes.
The dazzling, white coated mare wrapped the fabric tight around Scootaloo's waist, and stared hard at her. "In blood, my sweet, we are not the same, but in our hears we love you just like our own bloodline." Scootaloo felt her heart melting, "now lift up your head so I can make the final touches." She did as she was told, and heard the sound of the clicking of a locket on her neck. "Now both of you may look at the magnificent job I have done."
Both of the fillies turned to look at themselves in the mirror and gasped. "This dress is so beautiful!" Sweetie Bell explained as she stared at the shimmering green dress she was in, there where diamonds placed in several different places as the dress made its crescendo to the floor. She looked very elegant, and posh for her age. Sweetie stared at Scootaloo with her jaw dropped, "Scootaloo, you look like you could be a princess!"
She smiled at the strange mare in the mirror, her orange coat seemed brighter then Celestia's sun, and her eyes seemed to glow softly, like a midnights kiss. Her hair was the same color of before, but it accented the dress so beautifully. The dress itself was amazing, like Sweetie Bells it was a long ball gown, but the color was a light grey with just a sprinkle of lavender. There was a collar that reached up to the top of her neck, a bright opal sat in the center of a posh design at her chest, so divine that anypony would die for it. Scootaloo couldn't believe she was staring at herself, the mare she looked at was wise, elegant, and had a desire in her eyes to be loved and to give love. Not like the small inadequate filly that she was. "I look... Amazing." Scootaloo was breathless, she wondered what her mother would think if she was here.
"Darling, you look more then amazing, like Sweetie had said, you look like a princess." Scootaloo started into Rarity's eyes and said thank you a thousand times a minuet while hugging the ravishing mare. "Now, now we don't want to wrinkle the dress. Let us take them off and we can all head over to Sweet Apple Acres, Applejack and Applebloom still need their dresses made, and I think Granny Smith is making Big Mac go as well, so I'll have to make him a suit as well. Oh, and now, how could I forget that uncle of yours Scootaloo?" Rarity sighed, "I have lots of work to do and little time, may Celestia guide me."
May Celestia guide us all, Scootaloo thought to herself as she followed Sweetie Bell and Rarity, leaving the shop and her dress behind.