The day was bright, with a few light clouds in the sky. Up above there was a little pegasus filly, about the age of ten. She had a blue coat, a long light blue mane, and navy blue eyes. Her cutie mark however was that of a strange white symbol. She rather enjoyed flying through the skies; it was in her nature after all. When she heard that she’d be assuming the form a pony, she worried about not being able to fly. Thankfully this world had ponies that could not only use magic, but could fly as well as control the weather. A pegasus, that’s what she remembered this particular form was called.
Equestria was a beautiful place, from the skies and on the ground, so full of hope and wonder. In the town below, Ponyville if she wasn’t mistaken, the filly found that she liked this town, especially three fillies that seemed to get into one crazy shenanigan after the other. A group comprised of a unicorn, an earth pony, and a pegasus, who went by the name the Cutie Mark Crusaders.
She’d often watch them from afar, admiring their “crusading,” how even through their repeated failures to obtain their cutie marks it never dampened their spirits. They always kept hoping, hoping that their next endeavor would lead them to their prize. One of the Crusaders, in particular, caught the filly’s eye. It was the pegasus with an orange coat and violet mane, her wings could not lift her off the ground, but they could propel her far, if she remembered correctly, her name was Scootaloo.
Today was starting off like any normal day for the mysterious filly. She watched the Crusaders from high above, hiding behind a cloud. The one thing she was grateful for was that her pegasus form did not hinder her acute hearing and keen binocular sight, allowing her to see and hear what they were doing. Currently she was watching the Crusaders mount a red wagon, while Scootaloo hooked her scooter to it. Scootaloo then placed her helmet on her head and flapped her wings, propelling her scooter and the wagon at an amazing rate of speed.
“Today’s the day guys, I can feel it! Today’s the day we get our cutie marks in…Sky Diving,” proclaimed Scootaloo.
“Ah’m glad we didn’t get rid of these things,” said Apple Bloom, gesturing to the parachute pack, “Since Spike stopped us last time and all, we never did get to try out this idea.”
“Scootaloo, you never said where it was we were going to Sky Dive from,” said Sweetie Belle.
“Dead Mare’s Drop,” she said plainly.
“Oh, okay.”
There was a long pause, but it seemed that after a few seconds to process Scootaloo’s words, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom’s jaws dropped with their eyes wide as saucers.
“DEAD MARE’S DROP,” the two fillies shouted in unison.
“What?”
“Are ya crazy Scoots!? That place is too high, what happened to just jumpin’ off that bridge over the stream!?”
“There’s no way that would’ve worked. Besides, I checked the place out; it’s not as bad as everypony says it is.”
The mysterious filly, while confident in Scootaloo, did not like the sound of this “Dead Mare’s Drop.” After contemplating it for a minute she made her decision to follow them all the way to the location, even if it meant being spotted.
Maybe it isn’t as bad as they make it out to be? It’s probably just a very steep hill or something like that.
Then again…maybe not…
The mysterious filly, while taking cover behind a cloud, stared down at the infamously named, Dead Mare’s Drop. Even from her perch, she could tell that this cliff was high, at least a two hundred foot drop, with only a small clearing below and a sea of trees further ahead. All three fillies examined the cliff, noting the long drop.
“This has got to be, by far, the most dangerous crusade we’ve ever done,” stated Sweetie Belle.
“Eeyup,” said Apple Bloom.
“Definitely,” added Scootaloo.
Thank goodness, they know how dangerous it is, thought the mysterious filly.
“Let’s do it!” Apple Bloom shouted.
Or maybe they do and they just don’t care…
Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle positioned themselves at the edge of Dead Mare’s Drop. The blue pegasus filly was gripping the cloud she hid on tightly, her brow sweating, the anxiety building. Although she held out hope that they would succeed, there was a small part of her that hoped that they wouldn’t.
Oh great Life Entity, please do not let any harm befall these three, she silently prayed.
“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS SKY DIVERS! YAY!”
With their group battle cry shouted, their parachutes and goggles fastened, the three fillies jumped off the edge of the cliff. The blue pegasus watched as they fell faster and faster, with each foot they plummeted the mysterious pegasus bit her hooves. Soon enough the Crusader’s parachutes deployed, three chutes, for three ponies. She let out a sigh of relief, from her vantage point, she could determine that they had deployed at the right time, and at their current descent, would land safely at the bottom.
“We did it!” Scootaloo shouted.
“Thank Celestia,” said Sweetie Belle.
“Can ya see anythin’,” asked Apple Bloom.
Each filly angled their heads to check the flanks of the other, sadly, not a one had that which they sought. With a collective groan they sagged in midair, pouting at how even though they did everything right, they still didn’t have their mark. Although the mysterious pegasus was glad that nothing had gone wrong, she still felt sorry that they did not gain their marks.
Suddenly something shifted; the blue filly could feel a change in the air currents surrounding the area. Her fears were realized when she saw the three Crusaders struggling to hang onto their chute strings. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle seemed to maneuver their chutes to keep them stable. However the same could not be said about Scootaloo. A big gust of air rushed the orange pegasus filly, quickly slamming her into the side of the cliff.
“AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!” Scootaloo screamed.
The blue pegasus eyes zoomed in, showing that Scootaloo’s wing was bent at an odd angle. Another gust of wind blew in again, smashing her into the side of the cliff for a second time. At this point her parachute got caught on a jutting piece of stone, an audible tearing sound echoed up to her ears. She could hear Scootaloo cry out in pain as her friends looked on helplessly, unable to rise up and get their friend. From what she could tell Scootaloo wasn’t moving, in fact, her eyes were closed.
After a minute Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle landed on the ground, they quickly removed their parachute gear and stared up at their friend, still caught on the rock up above.
“SCOOTALOO!!!” Apple Bloom shouted.
“SAY SOMETHING, ARE YOU ALRIGHT!!? SCOOTALOO!!?” Sweetie Belle shouted.
The tearing sound grew louder and longer, as Scootaloo’s body dropped down lower, the cloth slowly ripping apart. With the last thread torn, Scootaloo was released, going into free fall. No longer able to watch, the mysterious filly sprang up to her hooves, spread her wings, and took off. She spiraled in the air for a few seconds before diving down. The wind whistled in her ears, protesting her amazing speed as she almost literally cut through the air itself.
Scootaloo’s body quickly came into view; she was mere inches away from her. In one motion, the blue pegasus filly scooped up Scootaloo into her forelegs, she then angled her wings, allowing herself to change course and aim directly for the trees. She noted that Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle must’ve seen her, but at the rate of speed she was going, she most likely appeared as a blue and orange blur.
The mysterious pegasus held Scootaloo close, her eyes fluttered open for just a brief second.
“…R-Rainbow Dash…?”
Scootaloo’s eyes closed, losing consciousness. The blue pegasus filly slowed to a hover, frantically looking around for a spot to land. Her keen eyes spotted a small clearing down below. With her target in sight, she flew down. As she slowed she found a small bed of soft moss, she then lowered Scootaloo gently onto it belly first, minding her broken wing. Once she was relieved of her load, the filly landed next to Scootaloo.
“Can you hear me, Scootaloo,” she asked.
No response.
“Oh great Life Entity, please…” She lowered her head, placing an ear next to Scootaloo’s head. She could hear soft, low, raspy breathes. “Alive, but that doesn’t sound good.”
Forgive me everyone, but I must use some of my power or this filly might die!
“In fearful day, in raging night,
With strong hearts full, our souls ignite.
When all seems lost in the War of Light,
Look to the stars, for hope burns bright!”
The marks on the filly’s flanks began to glow, her body erupting with a powerful blue aura, her eyes brimming with the same power. Using this power, she peered into Scootaloo’s body, allowing her to see the extent of the damage done.
“Just as I thought,” her voice echoed a mixture between young filly and grown mare, “A rib has punctured her lung, and she’s broken her left wing…” Her head drifted to Scootaloo’s, she then raised a hoof and rested it gently on the filly’s head. “I won’t let you die, you who are so full of hope.”
The blue power of the pegasus shined brighter, the aura surrounding her washing over Scootaloo. There was a pained expression on Scootaloo’s face, but once the blue light enveloped her small body, it changed to one of relief and comfort.
Show me your hopes, your dreams, use these, that I may heal you!
The blue energy pulsated, with small sparkles leaving Scootaloo and traveling to the blue pegasus filly. She smiled; she could see the hopes Scootaloo held in her heart. She wanted to be like her idol, to be fast, brave, and strong like her, this Rainbow Dash. Another hope of Scootaloo’s was that one day she could fly like all the other pegasi, to soar among the clouds and zip through the clear blue sky above, to laugh in the face of gravity. The last hope was obvious, her cutie mark, she wanted to know her special talent, and in so doing, learn who she really was.
“I was right about you, Scootaloo. You are a wonderful filly, and that is why…I won’t let you go. Do not fear, death will not have you. All will be well.”
The mysterious filly focused the aura of her power, letting it completely surround Scootaloo like a cocoon. Scootaloo’s body completely disappeared as the blue light obscured her. With a flash of light from the blue pegasus’ eyes, the light shattered, revealing Scootaloo. Any visible bruises had completely vanished, her left wing was no longer broken, and her breathing was clear and normal.
The power she summoned slowly dissipated, she then trotted over to Scootaloo’s left side and laid down next her, watching over her as a mother bird would watch over her hatchlings.
“Now we wait, but…” she looked towards her own flank, “I’ll have to do something about this.”
Scootaloo yawned and groaned, raising her head slightly and blinking her eyes to focus. All around her were trees; her body felt the soft touch of the moss below her as her ears caught the sounds of many chirping song birds. Scootaloo was confused; the last thing she remembered was jumping off a cliff with her friends…the parachute released…no cutie mark…and then…
“HOLY HORSEFEATHERS!!!”
“I see you’re awake.”
Scootaloo jumped up from her resting spot and scooted back. Lying next to her was a blue pegasus filly, about the same age as herself.
“Hello, I’m Adara. I’m glad you’re alright,” she said.
“W-w-what – you – but I was –! What happened to me!?”
“You and your friends were parachuting off a cliff, Dead Mare’s Drop I think it’s called. I was flying by when I saw you getting swept up by rogue wind, it slammed you against the side of the cliff, it must’ve knocked you out, because when your chute tore you weren’t moving,” explained Adara.
Scootaloo thought over what Adara had told her, she racked her brain trying to remember what had happened to her. Soon the metaphorical light bulb popped on in Scootaloo’s head.
“That’s right…I…I got swept up, I remember getting hurt, but after that nothing!” Scootaloo then looked to Adara. “You…you saved my life!?”
Adara nodded.
Scootaloo quickly dashed to Adara and drew her into a tight hug, practically lifting her up with amazing strength. Scootaloo quickly broke the embrace and whipped her head frantically from side to side.
“Oh my gosh, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, what happened to them!?”
“Your friends are fine; I saw them land on the ground safely. They’re probably worried about you since I kind of whisked you away rather quickly,” Adara admitted.
Scootaloo let out a sigh of relief. “Thank Celestia…” Scootaloo lowered her head as her ears flattened. “I could’ve gotten them killed…I almost died…I can’t believe how stupid I was…”
“Do not blame yourself, you and you’re friends are safe and unharmed, that’s all that matters now,” said Adara.
“I guess…thank you Adara, I owe you big time.”
“No need to, just happy you’re okay.” Adara began to rise up on her hooves. “We should get going; your friends must be really worried by now. Follow me, I know the way back.”
Scootaloo didn’t hesitate, she trotted up next to Adara and the two began their walk back to where her friends were. Along the way, Scootaloo and Adara trotted in silence, admiring the scenery. Adara had asked why she had called her Rainbow Dash at one point; Scootaloo blushed and became embarrassed that she had mistaken her for her idol. After a shared laugh between them, they pressed forward. After walking for about twenty minutes Scootaloo noticed something she hadn’t earlier, both of Adara’s flanks were blank.
“You don’t have a cutie mark either!?”
“Hmm, no, I don’t, is that strange?”
“No, no, it’s just, there aren’t a lot of blank flanks like us in Ponyville, come to think of it, I’ve never actually seen you around town,” said Scootaloo.
“That’s because I’m not from Ponyville, like I said, I was flying by when I saw what happened,” said Adara.
“Oh, so where’re you from,” she asked.
“I actually I don’t have a home of my own, but –”
Scootaloo came to a full stop and stared wide eyed at Adara. “You don’t have a home?! You’re telling me you’re homeless?!”
Adara was taken by surprise at Scootaloo’s reaction.
“Well yes…”
“What about your parents, where are they?”
“I don’t have any,” the blue pegasus placed a hoof to her chin, “come to think of it I don’t believe I ever had any,” said Adara in a matter-of-fact tone.
“I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have said anything.” Scootaloo started to feel guilty about how she must’ve reacted, feeling that she may have opened an old wound for her new friend.
“No, it’s alright, I’m not bothered by it at all,” assured Adara, placing a hoof on Scootaloo’s withers.
The orange pegasus filly looked into Adara’s eyes, they were completely sincere, no sadness at all about bringing up the subject.
“Hey Adara…do you…do you want to stay with me, at my place? It may not be much, but at least you’ll have some place to sleep tonight,” Scootaloo offered, noticing the lowering sun.
“Well…if it isn’t an inconvenience to you, then sure.”
Scootaloo’s ears perked up, she jumped into the air excitedly and hovered for a moment thanks to her buzzing wings before landing back on terra firma.
“Awesome!”
“Scootaloo…” echoed a voice.
Scootaloo and Adara’s ears twitched in the direction of the voice.
“Scootaloo…” echoed a different voice.
“That’s Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom! C’mon Adara they’re close!”
Scootaloo ran in the direction of the voices, with Adara following close behind her. Five minutes later Scootaloo spotted her fellow Crusaders, calling out her name and scanning the area for any sign of her. Scootaloo galloped faster as she called out their names, immediately their eyes caught sight of the orange filly. All three of them galloped for each other, colliding into a combined ball of hugs and tears.
“Scootaloo yer alright,” said Apple Bloom.
“You had us worried sick! After you got thrown into the cliff we thought…we thought…”
Sweetie Belle was about break down into a full sob, but Scootaloo brought up her right hoof and wiped off some of the tears that were accumulating on her eyes.
“It’s okay Sweetie Belle I’m fine, see?” Scootaloo got up from under the two fillies and struck a pose and fluttered her wings, assuring her two friends that she wasn’t injured.
“Scootaloo what happened, one minute we saw ya fallin’ and the next we saw ya disappear when a blue streak passed by ya,” asked Apple Bloom.
“Wow, just a streak, you really must’ve been moving fast when you caught me Adara,” said Scootaloo.
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle looked to Scootaloo, and then turned around to see Adara slowly walking towards them, a gentle smile arched across her face.
“I didn’t notice really, I was just really focused on getting to you before you hit the ground.”
Scootaloo trotted around her friends and next to Adara, draping a foreleg around the filly.
“Guys, this is Adara, she’s the pony who saved my life!”
“Hi,” said Adara meekly.
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom looked to each other and then back to Adara. In a blur of yellow and white, Adara vanished from Scootaloo’s side. When she didn’t feel her savior’s presence, Scootaloo whipped around and saw that both the unicorn and earth pony fillies were hugging Adara tightly, and from the look on her face, Adara was being squeezed to death by the thankful pair.
“Oh boy, better save her before they crush her spine.”
Night had finally fallen over Ponyville; Luna’s moon was high in the sky, beaming down its milky blue light upon the world below. After saying goodbye to Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo then led Adara through the familiar apple trees from which she had traversed many times over with her friends. She noticed that Adara had a confused look on her face, it was understandable, after all, Scootaloo had offered her place to sleep, but she never said exactly where.
Soon their destination came into view. It was the Cutie Mark Crusaders clubhouse. She had to admit, Apple Bloom did a great job fixing the place up. It was a little chilly sometimes, but nothing a good blanket couldn’t cure.
“Well, this is it,” said Scootaloo.
“You live in a tree house,” asked Adara.
“Yeah, because I’m the same as you, I don’t have a home, or parents, not anymore…”
Scootaloo trotted up the steps, with Adara following. She then pushed the door open. It was dark inside, with a little bit of moonlight pouring in from the windows, but Scootaloo knew the inside of the clubhouse by memory alone so moving around wasn’t hard. Scootaloo trotted further inside and went to a corner of the clubhouse and grabbed a lantern. She brought it to the table and shook it a bit. Immediately the fireflies inside came to life and buzzed around, illuminating a good portion of the clubhouse.
“Welcome to my home, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders clubhouse!”
Adara stepped inside and closed the door behind her. Once inside she took a look around, taking note of all the different knickknacks and things inside.
“Let me give you the grand tour! This is where we eat and do our roll call.” Scootaloo buzzed on over to a piece of paper that hung on the wall, a drawn face each of Scootaloo, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle, with a check marked box next to it. She then buzzed on over to a little red and white carpet underneath another lantern. “And this great spot for thinking of ideas to get our cutie marks.”
Adara giggled.
“If you go up the ladder you’ll be able to look through our little observatory, we have a great view of Sweet Apple Acres from up there and –!”
*Grumble*
“What was that,” asked Adara.
*Grumble*
Scootaloo moved her hoof to her stomach; she felt her stomach grumble and rumble as it made noises. Scootaloo blushed in embarrassment at her grumbling stomach, noticing for the first time how hungry she was.
“Guess I’m a little hungry,” said Scootaloo.
Adara looked out the window, “You said those are apple trees out there, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Be right back.”
Adara leaped through the open window swiftly, making Scootaloo do a double take at her new friend’s speed. Such a thing she’d only seen Rainbow Dash do on occasion, and without hurting herself. The orange filly quickly went to the window to see where Adara went, but she couldn’t see her anywhere. After about thirty seconds Scootaloo heard a knock at the front door, curious, she trotted over and opened the door, only to find the swift blue pegasus standing there with a foreleg full of apples.
“I got dinner!” Adara proclaimed proudly as she walked in passed Scootaloo.
While Scootaloo was a bit happy about having food she also felt guilty, “Thanks Adara…but…I don’t think we should…”
Adara did an about face and stared questioningly at her new friend, a worried expression steadily growing on her face.
“I’m sorry I should’ve asked if you even liked apples I just assumed –!”
“No, no, it’s not that!” Scootaloo said quickly. “It’s just that those belong to Apple Bloom’s family, this is all their land, so…”
Adara seemed to figure out just what she meant, “Oh…well…How about we eat just the two?”
Two wasn’t bad, out of the ten she picked, although she still felt guilty her hunger won out in the end. The filly’s slowly munched on their large apples, savoring the juicy sweet taste. Scootaloo and Adara talked long, well it was Scootaloo who did most of the talking, Adara just wanted to know more about what she and her friends did as Cutie Mark Crusaders. There was a little miniature alarm clock that read ten o’clock on the table. Scootaloo yawned and stretched her forelegs.
“I think it’s time we hit the hay,” said Scootaloo.
“Sounds good to me, it’s been a long day,” replied Adara.
Scootaloo went over to one of her secret caches and pulled out a large blanket and draped it over the rug in the middle of the clubhouse. The little orange filly wiggled herself underneath the wool blanket and laid down on her stomach. She then watched as Adara laid down across from her, cocking an eyebrow the orange filly just had to ask.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting ready to sleep, I thought that’s what you said,” asked Adara.
“Well yeah, but you don’t have to be over there. It gets pretty cold around this time of year, and this blanket and rug will be a lot warmer than the floor.” Scootaloo used her foreleg and gently lifted the blanket, making an opening for her new friend to enter.
“You…you want me to sleep next to you…?”
Something about the way Adara sounded made Scootaloo blush for some unknown reason.
“I mean, you know it gets drafty in here sometimes – I need to talk to Apple Bloom about that someday – but I didn’t mean anything weird by it!” Scootaloo confessed.
Why am I acting like such a spaz right now!?
“Well…as-as long as you’re okay with it…”
Adara rose up and trotted over to Scootaloo, she then maneuvered herself into the space provided by the orange pegasus and gently laid down. Scootaloo couldn’t help but notice how quickly it warmed up under the blanket, not uncomfortably, more like a warm feeling of falling asleep by a fire, and it was honestly making her feel a bit drowsy and peaceful.
“So are you staying in Ponyville long, or just passing through,” she asked.
“I don’t know, I’ve been traveling for a while now, just trying to find the right place to settle I guess,” said Adara.
Scootaloo lowered her head and rested it on her forelegs. “Ponyville isn’t a bad place stay, especially when you have friends that make it worth staying.”
“That’s nice to know.”
Scootaloo didn’t know why, but she suddenly felt herself snuggle closer to the blue filly. Adara didn’t seem to flinch or shirk away, instead she felt something else. A single wing draped upon her back underneath the covers. If it wasn’t for the warmth and her lulling into sleep Scootaloo would’ve been more shocked and embarrassed. Draping a wing over another was, to a pegasus, a sign of closeness, reserved only for parents and their children, very close friends, or even…
“A-Adara…?”
“Yes?”
Scootaloo gulped, “Your wing…”
“Is it bothering you,” asked Adara.
Scootaloo turned to face the filly, Adara was resting her head on her forelegs in much the same way she was. When Scootaloo looked into those cerulean eyes something inside them resonated with her, something she knew all too well.
“No, it isn’t. Goodnight Adara…”
“Goodnight Scootaloo…”
(Dawn)
Adara watched as the sun began to rise above the trees of the orchard, having used her powers to open the curtains. She then looked down at the filly snuggled up against her, and then to the eight apples that were still on the table. Adara’s eyes flashed with blue light and suddenly a field of energy wrapped around all eight apples. They gently hovered towards her, Adara looked from the fruit and then back to Scootaloo, a smile slowly started to creep onto her lips.
You would forgo an ample supply of food, and suffer hunger rather than steal from your friend.
Adara raised her right hoof which had the same colored aura about it. The door to the clubhouse opened, and with another wave of her hoof, the apples flew outside in a single file line, with the door closing behind them. She then felt a stirring beside her; Scootaloo let out a yawn and slowly opened her eyes. Adara moved her wing and watched as her friend began moving from the warmth of the blanket. Scootaloo shivered a bit, the slightly brisk air not to her liking, she then quickly returned back to the warmth of her blanket, cocooning herself the best she could.
Adara giggled at Scootaloo, but laughed when said filly popped her head out and set her gaze on the blue pegasus.
“Good morning,” said Adara.
“Y-you’re still here,” asked Scootaloo.
“Yeeeesss…did-did you want me to leave?”
“No! Ugh! Open mouth insert hoof.” Scootaloo calmed herself before speaking again. “No I mean I didn’t know if you would still be here. You said you were moving around so I just assumed you’d be gone before I woke up, sorry.”
“Oh, no harm done,” she said with a smile.
Now looking fully awake, Scootaloo got out from under the blanket and began to stretch her limps, groaning from each movement. It was then that something dawned upon the orange filly that made her right eye twitch.
“Hey what time is it, it’s past dawn right!?”
“Yes.”
“Oh no, Apple Bloom and her family wake up early! I need to clean up the place! Would you mind lending me a hoof Adara,” asked Scootaloo.
“Be happy to.”
“Great! I’m going to go move my scooter and wagon outside, I’ll be back and lend you a hoof!”
Scootaloo quickly went out the door, leaving Adara alone inside the clubhouse. Once sure that her friend was gone the blue filly pegasus went to work. Her body glowed with blue energy, swiftly and quickly the room was washed in blue light.
Items were returned to their designated spots, the blanket was folded and placed back in its hiding spot, the remains of their dinner was tossed out the window, gaining good distance and landing somewhere in the next town. Finally, a fine layer of dust was lifted off everything in the clubhouse. Adara then collected it into a ball and then began to compress it, smaller and smaller she made it, till it was no bigger than the size of a grain of sand, and then finally, poof, it was gone.
Adara looked around the clubhouse, a bit of pride swelling up in her heart at the fine work she did, now hopefully it met her new friend’s expectations. At that moment Adara heard the tapping of hooves coming up the walkway, she quickly dispelled her aura and pretended to do something. Just then Scootaloo opened up the door and gasped at what she saw. The entire room was almost sparkling, as if an entire team of cleaners had come in and made the place shine.
“Adara…did you do this?”
“Y-yeah…too much?”
“No way, this is awesome,” exclaimed Scootaloo.
“Oh thank you,” said Adara, feeling a bit happy at her complement.
“C’mon, we need to get out of here, follow me!”
Adara watched as Scootaloo ran outside and down the walkway, when Adara got outside she saw the orange filly strap on her helmet and get on her scooter, motioning with her hoof, Scootaloo’s wings buzzed as they propelled her and zoomed away.
The blue pegasus extended her wings and leapt up into the air, now following the mobile filly from up above. The two of them continued onward till they were clear off of Apple Family property, even going further down the dirt road. Scootaloo stopped her scooter, skidding to a halt. Adara noticed this and flew down, landing beside her.
“Thanks for all your help this morning Adara, and thanks again for saving my life,” said Scootaloo.
“No problem, just promise me you won’t go leaping off of any more cliffs,” asked Adara.
The two fillies shared a light hearted laugh. Scootaloo’s laughter started to die out a little, making Adara wonder and worry as the filly’s expression became a little sad.
“I guess you’ll be leaving, I don’t know if I’ll see you again, but if you ever fly by Ponyville again…well…you know where to find me.”
“Well, as a matter of fact, I think I’ll stay,” said Adara.
Scootaloo’s sad expression quickly disappeared upon hearing this bit of news.
“Seriously, I thought you were only passing through!?”
“I was, but, you did say that Ponyville wasn’t a bad place to stay, especially when you have friends that make it worth staying.”
Scootaloo’s cheeks turned a noticeable shade of pink upon hearing those words repeated to her, apparently in disbelieve that she could say something that sappy. After shaking her head to make sure the blush was gone, the orange pegasus filly regained her more confident bravado.
“Well then let’s head into town, the Cakes at Sugar Cube Corner usually give out free samples to early risers!”
“Let’s go!”
With that Adara and Scootaloo took off in the direction of the town proper. Adara would look down from time to time, admiring the filly below her, not from afar, but up close. The thought of staying in this quaint little town, so full of hope, alongside one who practically exhumed it, made her heart flutter. Scootaloo looked up for just a second, smiled, and then winked at her flying friend. The action, for some unknown reason, made same said heart skip a beat and made Adara’s cheeks feel hot.
Oh dear…!