Chapter 6: Mother’s Gift
‘I wonder why, after all this time, Diamond Tiara decided to apologize now?’ Scootaloo thought to herself, heading on home to get ready. 'Maybe it's like Silver Spoon and she just wants to make amends.'
Her mind was plagued with thoughts about Diamond Tiara, the entire flight home.
The young flyer landed on the porch of her cloud home after the short flight home. She walked into the house and saw her mom reading a new book on the couch.
"I see you got yourself a new book, mom. What did you get?"
Spitfire looked up from her book and smiled at her daughter.
"Welcome home, Scootaloo. I got the new Daring Do book. Daring Do and the Dragons of Draconia," the Wonderbolt said. Noticing the flowers in her daughter’s grasp, Spitfire grinned. "Those flowers and chocolates from a nice colt?"
Scootaloo's orange fur turned red hearing her mother mention the flowers.
"N-n-n-no. They didn't come from a colt," Scootaloo said, red as a cherry.
"Maybe another mare then? You know I have no problem with that,” Spitfire said, her grin growing.
“Well, yes. They did come from another mare, but not in that sense mom. It was Diamond Tiara that gave these to me," she said, her face becoming even more red.
“Diamond Tiara? That bully from school you were always telling me about? The daughter of Filthy Rich?” she questioned, raising her eyebrow.
“Yep, thats the one. She gave me these hoping to start again. Maybe become friends this time. I’m still unsure about it all,” Scootaloo said, pulling out a vase for the flowers. “But I was always told, you should always give everypony a second chance,” she said, placing the flowers in the vase and looking over at her mother smiling. “If it wasn’t for that second chance after all, me and you wouldn’t be a family.”
“I’m very lucky you are so forgiving, Scootaloo,” Spitfire said getting up off the couch and moving over to Scootaloo. “I’m happy you saw it in your heart to let me be the mother you never had,” she finished, embracing her daughter into a hug.
"And I'm happy you returned to me mom," the orange pegasus replied, hugging her mother back.
Pulling back from the hug, Spitfire walked into the kitchen.
"So, what do you want to have for dinner?" She called from the kitchen.
"Don't worry about cooking for me. I'm going out to eat with Diamond Tiara. I came home to wash up a little and put something on," Scootaloo called back, walking into her bedroom.
"I thought you said it wasn't in that sense, yet here you are going on a date with her."
"It's not a date. She taking me out as an apology, in hopes of patching things up," the young mare called back, as running water could be heard.
Spitfire started laughing at hearing the orange pegasus defend herself.
"Calm down, Scoot. I’m just teasing you. Though I am serious about one thing," she said, returning to her book.
"What's that?"
"That I have no problem if you like other mares. Love comes in all shapes, rather it be between two mares, two stallions, or a mare and stallion," Spitfire told her daughter with a smile.
“I think there would be something wrong if you had a problem with it mom, seeing how your dating Blossomforth,” Scootaloo said, walking out of the bathroom smirking at her mother. “By the way, how was your breakfast date?”
Hearing mention of her marefriend, Spitfire started to blush.
“It was nice. We only went to that small cafe just outside of town.”
While her mother was distracted thinking about her marefriend, Scootaloo slipped back into her room to find something to wear.
'I guess I could wear that dress Rarity made for me a few months ago. I still don't understand why she did though. It wasn’t like I was dating back then,’ she thought to herself pulling out a beautiful purple dress and matching shoes. ‘I think this might be too much but its about the only thing I have.’
After taking the time to get dressed and to make her hair look nice, Scootaloo exited her bedroom noticing her mother was back to reading her book.
"How do I look?" The young pegasus called out.
Spitfire looked up and saw her daughter in the dress Rarity had made and smirked.
"I thought this wasn't a date, yet here you are in your best dress."
Scootaloo sighed before responding, "how many dresses do I have mom? This is the only one I have that fits, and I don't wanna look bad for wearing nothing so this was the only thing to wear."
Spitfire giggled slightly listening to her daughter.
“I was just teasing you again. I think you look very beautiful in that dress though, but I think it’s missing something,” Spitfire said, placing her hoof on her chin trying to think. “Wait, I know what it’s missing,” She said, getting up and dashing into her bedroom.
Scootaloo looked confused as her mother ran off to get who knows what.
'What could be missing from my dress?' Scootaloo thought to herself, hearing Spitfire rummaging through stuff in her bedroom.
A few minutes later, Spitfire returned with a small box tucked under her wing.
"I was going to wait to give this to you, but I think it would look good with that dress you have on," Spitfire said, opening her wing and catching the box with her hoof.
As her mother hoofed her the box, Scootaloo took it with both her hooves. Opening the box, the young pegasus saw a beautiful hair pin.
"Where did you get this mom? It looks just like my cutie mark, but a different color."
"I've had it for a long time actually. My mother had a similar cutie mark to yours and her father made that for her. She passed it to me when I was around your age, so I thought she might like it if I passed it to you, but I was waiting for the right time and I think that time is now."
Scootaloo could not stop staring at the hairpin her mother had given her. While the pin did not match her dress, even she had to admit it would look good with anything.
"Are you sure about giving this to me? Wouldn't you like to keep it to remind you of her?" Scootaloo asked, unsure if she could accept such a gift even if it was from her mother.
Spitfire placed a hoof on the orange pegasus' shoulder and smiled at her.
"You remind me of her everyday. I don't need some trinket to remind me of her."
Scootaloo smiled at her mother before replying, "Thank you. Would you help me do my hair so I could wear the pin tonight?"
"I would be happy to help you," the elder pegasus said.
After spending a decent amount of time on her daughter's hair, Spitfire clipped the pin into place.
She took a few steps back and admired how Scootaloo looked with her mother's hairpin.
"You look beautiful, Scootaloo. I'm sure every stallion and mare will be looking at you," Spitfire said, smiling at the mare her daughter had become.
"I hope they don't look at me that much I want to focus on having a good time with Diamond Tiara," the young pegasus replied, thinking about everypony looking at her, causing her to blush.
Scootaloo turned and looked at herself in a mirror. Seeing how she looked with the pin in her hair, Scootaloo understood why her mother said she was missing something. The pin stood out against the dress. Just picturing the dress without the pin seemed wrong now that she saw it.
Turning to her mother, the purple maned pegasus embraced her and said, "Thank you, mom. I'll make sure to always treasure this."
Wrapping her hooves around her daughter, the fiery maned pegasus replied, "I know you will. Now you better hurry, you don't wanna be late for your date now do you?"
Scootaloo's eyes went wide thinking about being late for her dinner date and scrambled to release the hug and get down to the town square.
Rushing out the door, the young pegasus called out, "I don't know when I'll be home, mom. Don't wait up for me."
