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// Mistakes 
// Story: Scootaloo's Flight 
// by alai20 
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	I mustered all the strength I had. 
“Stitch! I need you to come to the roof now! I have a surprise for you, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle!”
It was silent for a few seconds before I heard a reply.
“I’ll come right now. I love surprises!”
I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t have to argue, or anything. I was ok, for now.
There were many ways to the roof, but I chose the one in the library. I climbed the stairs, my mind racing with thoughts. Usually, I would have complained about the number of stairs, but that was the last thing on my mind.
I shivered, from the anticipation of what I was going to do and the gusts of wind threatening to throw me off of the roof. I heard a rattling at the entrance to the roof and saw Stitch climb up, with my friends close behind him. 
“Stitch, I need you to close your eyes so I can give you my surprise! You can’t open them until I tell you, ok?”
“Ok Ash Fall, I’m so excited!” He said in between giggles.
How sick. At least he’ll be gone after this.
He closed his eyes and smiled, almost like a young colt at a birthday party. I motioned for Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom to come next to me. Stitch didn’t say anything, which led me to believe that the wind was too loud to hear their creeping steps. I whispered to them,
“Ok. We are going to push him off on three. He’s close enough to the edge to fall off. Let’s go.”
I counted, almost savoring the moment. He had made me suffer, now it was his turn.
I shouldn't be happy about this. I'm getting ready to kill someone. I thought.
“One.” 
We stepped as close as we could.
“T-“
“What about my gift?”
An innocent question. I paused, on instinct. I wasn't supposed to be doing this. We could just trap him, maybe the Elements could fix this. No. He needed to be gone, and now. He had hurt my friends. I saw a new fear in their eyes, a fear that was never there before. I had been told that the first thought you had was what you had been taught. The second thought was what defined you. In that case, I was a killer...
“One minute, Stitch. There’s a finishing touch.” I said. I turned my head the other direction when I spoke and hoped that didn’t clue him in where I was.
I couldn’t say the number two. I was too close at this point. I looked at both of my friends and nodded. We shoved as hard as we could.
"Wha- HELP! THAT’S NOT A SURPRI-“
Stitch’s voice cut off suddenly. He was gone. We won. I started laughing. Things could go back to normal, things could get better! I-
“That was a really good try, for a filly.” No. That voice.
“You almost saved your friends.” I couldn’t turn around.
“I liked your friends, they were very useful.” I shook, unable to speak. I saw my friends, a large magic bubble encasing them both- over the edge of the roof.
“Too bad they have to die.” 
The bubble popped. I squeezed my eyes shut.. Heard something hit the ground. At that moment, my heart ripped in half. One half stayed with me, and the other went with my friends. I would never be whole without them, and now they were gone. I sobbed, a searing pain exploded in my body. Stitch wasn't doing a thing. 
This was sadness.
A spell forced my eyes open and made me look at him.
“You.” 
I said, my voice breaking and tears beginning to pour out of my eyes.
“Me," He replied.
“It’s WAY too easy to make a magical double. You got to have one these days, with everyone trying to kill me and all. I knew who you were the whole time, Scootaloo. Did my double fake being crazy do the job? It must have, your guard was down so much I was surprised I didn’t kill you sooner. I kinda liked seeing your reactions when you were sending those colts and fillies off to their deaths.”
“W-why did you kill them?” I said. I choked on the words as they came out.
“I’ll tell you. Maybe not, actually, I’m not a fan of monologues.” 
I was thrust over the edge of the roof. I felt the air rush around me. I closed my eyes. Blinding pain. Nothing.