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// Scootalight 
// Story: A Gift for One 
// by SmilingKittens 
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	Scootaloo had a plan. A plan to treat her marefriend on Hearts and Hooves Day. Her marefriend was the one and only Princess Twilight Sparkle, so she had high expectations to reach. She couldn't just buy her a dozen roses to keep her happy; she needed to do something big! Something bold, something respectable, and most importantly princess worthy. She didn't want to fail her and make her unhappy; that would just damper their relationship. She didn't want to do this to keep a good reputation, she just wanted to do this to show her marefriend love on this special day. She truly loved Twilight, so much as to ask her out even when she was a good six years younger than her. Their relationship was a bit rusty, but they pushed through until everything made sense. Besides, it didn't matter how old Scootaloo was! Twilight was an alicorn anyways, and she would stay young forever. Scootaloo drove her scooter into town to buy the first part of her plan: fireworks.
She entered the outdoor activities store early in the morning, and the shopkeeper greeted her on the way in. She browsed for the fireworks she needed to make the plan work. There was an array of fireworks: smiley faces, animals, flags, symbols; there was all but the ones she needed. She turned to the shopkeeper.
"Sorry, the hearts are all out for today," she apologized.
"The store's only been open for thirty minutes!" Scootaloo muttered as she walked out. She knew that could have happen, so she had another plan which required something more rare: a large transaction of bits. She scootered her way to the bank as she thought about what Twilight would do with the bits. Probably subscribe to the newest book club, she guessed. As soon as she arrived to the bank, she saw a sign reading on the door:

We are closed. Enjoy this special day!

"UGH! I should've known this!" she exclaimed in anger. She furiously crossed out that plan and moved onto her next plan: booking tickets to the spa. The spa, of course, was on the other side of town, so she was there by lunchtime. She walked up to the front desk as Aloe looked up.
"We are booked for the next month," she said sadly. "Sorry."
Scootaloo didn't even react as she backtracked to her house, which was next to the bank, of course. Her wings were sore by the time she reached her door. She tugged on the handle until she realized: her key dropped at the spa.
"Oh man," she growled.

Twilight was reading, as she would any other day of the year. She didn't plan on doing anything for Scootaloo, as she insisted that she didn't want anything. Twilight was content with spending the day alone, not that she didn't like hanging out with Scootaloo, of course. She remembered back when she had her library. Scootaloo had only been a filly at that time. Twilight had never been attracted to her until a couple years ago when she realized she needed her. She giggled and blushed deeply as she plunged back into her book. It consisted of the history of love and how it came to be, respectively for the holiday. It was her tenth reread, but she was always interested by the backstory. It was already lunch and she had five more love books to read. When ponies would usually groan, Twilight hoofbumped the air.
"Yay! I'm ahead of schedule!" she said.

Scootaloo walked about the streets of ponyville. It was almost time for dinner and she still couldn't fulfill any of her plans. There was always some reason for it not to happen, and it frustrated her. She trotted by a flower stand until she was stopped.
"Want to buy a dozen roses? One bit!"
"Why not!" she groaned.

Twilight closed her last book when she heard a knock at the door. "That's weird; I wasn't expecting any visitors. Maybe it's Scootaloo!"
Said pony was at the door with a dozen roses. "Hey, Twilight. I had bigger plans that this but this was all I could-"
Twilight kissed her mid sentence. "It's just what I wanted."