"Oh Scootaloo! It's time for school!" A dashing young colt came, knocking on the pegasi's door.
"I don't wanna go! Just leave me here to think." The orange filly replied.
"Listen, Scoots. I know your still feeling bad about yesterday, but look on the bright side! Your finally twelve. And we're having cake for breakfast..." The brown stud colt said temptingly. He was the orphanage owner.
"Wait... Who's, we?" Scootaloo asked, sitting up in her bed. She thought for a moment before asking,"What kind of cake?"
"Strawberry. Your favorite. And you're going to have to unlock your door to find out."
Scootaloo blushed, and shrunk on her bed. She knew locking her door was a bit extreme... She just didn't want anypony to see her this way. "Alright," Scoots spoke finally, wiping last nights tears away, and getting out of bed,"I'm coming." She made her way across the room to the door. There was a soft *click* as the tumblers unlocked.
"Surprise!" Four ponies brushed their way in.
Before the shocked and now on her haunches Scootaloo was the orphanage owner, Burt, his wife, Andy, and Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom. The couple held a strawberry cake in their hooves, as promised, and her dear friends were holding a brand new shiny scooter in theirs!
"Scootaloo!" AB and SB both said in unison. They rolled the scooter up to their friend, dropping it before snuggling into a big hug.
"Wh-What is all this?" Scootaloo asked, beaming from ear to ear.
"Well, ya know how the Princess said she had ta speak ta ya in private? You guys spent so long in 'ere, that we had ta go home 'fore we could give ya yer gift." Apple Bloom explained.
"Yes. And me and my wife thought it would cheer you up. While we know we're not your family, we wanted you to know that you indeed have a family. A very special one at that." The handsome brown colt winked at AB and SB. They winked back.
"Now, who wants cake for breakfast?" His wife asked happily.
"Oh! Oh! Me I do I do!" Scoots hollard.
"We want cake too!" Sweetie Belle yelled.
...
And from then on, though she lived in an orphanage, Scootaloo knew she had friends who loved her as much as her parents would. She beamed at the sky on such a clear day, thanking it for it's beauty. What she didn't know, was that somewhere else in the world, her parents felt a strong feeling of joy, and finally they felt at peace knowing every thing was alright. And they smiled right back at their wonderful filly too.