//------------------------------// // Hurt // Story: Everything Hurts // by Phenoix12 //------------------------------// It was an average Friday afternoon in Ponyville; blue skies, bright sun, and just enough clouds to look nice but not gloom up the place. All in all a nice day. School had let out a few hours ago and Silver Spoon and I were walking down one of the nature trails near Ponyville. Something that I find myself doing a lot when I want to think or just to talk to Silver without any pony else bothering us. This is the one I normally enjoy the most, it being actually one of the longest as it runs past the Ghastly Gorge, as it leads to a nice spot where we like to hang out. But today I couldn’t enjoy the walk. Silver Spoon and I were walking and talking about our plans for the weekend… Well Silver was; I was still silently fuming over what happened during recess today at school. I had gotten into a fight with that stupid orange chicken Scootaloo and her friends… They won. It wasn’t anything physical, I’d never get away with that in school anyway, it was just the standard I call her a ‘blank flank’ and make fun of her and her talent-less friends thing. I actually don’t have a problem with not having a cutie mark… I mean not long ago I didn’t have one either. But that fact of having one was just one thing I could lord over those stupid fillies and make them upset. But this time was different, they actually had managed to make a few, I admit, good comebacks. But it was the last thing Scootaloo had said that actually stung the most. I was going though the usual insults, making fun of her flightlessness, calling her dumb and such when she said, ‘At least I have more friends than you do, seriously, the only pony I ever see you with is Silver Spoon. Maybe if you were nicer you’d actually have more friends!’ Stupid Scootaloo, I can be nice if I want. It’s not like I bully them just for the enjoyment of it. I know it isn’t nice to bully others, I should know because I’ve been bullied myself, me and Silver both. I quickly found out that the best way to make sure other kids don’t bully you is to be a bigger bully then they are. The other bullies tend to not pick on somepony they think can fight back… the cowards… If I wasn’t putting up a- “Hay Diamond!” Silver Spoon half shouted while poking me in the side, “Diamond, I asked you a question.” “Oh, sorry Silver I was sort of, yeah… sorry what did you say?” “Are you, like, still hung up on that Scootaloo said during school?” I sigh and nod my head before scowling and kicking a small rock down the road, watching with little enjoyment as it skips across the ground and bumps into a larger rock. Silver just gives a sigh before continuing. “Like, don’t get so hung up on what she said, it’s not like it matte-“ “IT DOES MATTER!” I yell at her, my silent fuming now becoming open anger, “I’m supposed to be the strong one, not her! She made me look stupid in front of the others! You saw how the others laughed at us, right?” She nods and opens her mouth to speak but I cut her off, “Stupid Scootaloo, stupid crusaders, stupid everything!” “Diamond please, you need to calm down,” she says in a shaky voice, “you know I don’t like it when you get like this.” I don’t respond, I just look down at the ground and keep walking, all the while Silver tries to calm me down… Eventually I start feeling a little better… Silver has always been good at keeping me calm. I remember that stupid joke her mom sometimes says about her being born with a silver tongue in her mouth or something… Silver hates that joke. “Come on Diamond,” she says, now sounding happier, “there’s nothing you can do about it now. It’s best if we just drop it and move on. We have, like, the whole weekend ahead of us, just you and me,” she finishes with a smile. “Yeah… I guess you’re right. There’s noth-” I look up, my words cutting themselves off when I see her… Scootaloo. I’m not sure how long we've been walking, I lost track while I was in my thoughts, but we were coming to the edge of the Ghastly Gorge. Silver and I come to this spot on the shallower side of the gorge a lot and just sit and talk; it’s quiet and almost no one ever comes out here. Except now there she was, Scootaloo, sitting in OUR spot looking out over the gorge. Next thing I know I’m storming up to her with Silver trailing behind me trying to stop me from starting another fight. “HAY, BLANK FLANK!” I yell to her, Scootaloo quickly turning her head around to look at me, her face turning from surprise to anger the second she saw me. “What do you want Diamond!?” she angrily spits out. “You’re in our spot, blank flank.” “I don’t see your names on it!” “Yeah, well it’s still our spot so get lost!” “I was here first!” she takes a step towards me. “Yeah, well what are you even doing out here in the first place? Shouldn’t you be with your stupid friends in your stupid clubhouse doing whatever is that you do?” I say while also taking a step towards her, not letting her get one up one me. “What’s it to you! It’s not like it’s a crime to take some alone time!” “What, did you and your baby friends have a fight or something?” “No, I just wanted to be by myself and think!” “About what… Oh, let me guess, how to get your cutie mark right?” I say with sarcasm dripping off every word. “No! I was thinking about flying, okay!” “Oh like a chicken like you could ever hope to fly… Wait… you know what. I guess you’re not a chicken. I remember that today in class Ms. Cheerilee told us that wild chickens can actually sort of fly, right? So I guess that makes you less then a chicken, you’re a dodo bird instead!” I laugh while I watch her face go from anger to confusion to anger again. “SHUT UP!” she yells right in my face before shoving me, making me take a few steps back. She shoved me? SHE SHOVED ME! HOW DARE SHE EVEN TOUCH ME! I'm so mad about everything that happened today, so furious at this stupid idiot blank flank for everything she’s made me go though that I shoved her back… hard… very hard… I watch as she stumbles back, and back, and then she wasn’t there anymore. It’s like time suddenly stopped as I took in what had just happened. I just pushed Scootaloo over the edge of the cliff.