Back at home in her bed, Scootaloo was laid under the covers with her head on the pillow and staring at the ceiling, lost in her thoughts. Rainbow had left her alone to settle down after the accident and not long since gone downstairs to give her her space.
The thoughts were clear as day through the frightened filly's eyes as she watched them replay like they happened on a second ago. She could still feel the intense pain in her head that has only made her nauseous and her body ached like nothing she had ever felt before.
The only thing that has stopped hurting for the most part was the cut in her cheek, tended to by Rainbow Dash herself.
For once in her life, she was truly frightened. It only hurt even worse that she could of gotten herself killed by her own hoof. She fixed up and modified that scooter and was so sure it would take her to victory and make all proud of her but instead, it nearly killed her along with her pride. Scootaloo felt like she was in pieces.
''Scoots?'' She heard a familiar, southern-sounding voice say from beside her. ''Are you alright?'' Slowly turning her head to the side of her bed, she could see the worried faces of Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle staring right back at her. She had been so distracted with her thoughts that she didn't even hear them come in.
''Oh, h-hey, guys.'' She greeted them weakly. ''When'd you two get here?''
'''bout a minute ago.'' Apple Bloom said, managing a smile. ''We wanted to see how ya'll were holdin' up.'' She said, knowing how stupid it must of sounded. She saw clear as day, same as everypony else at the race what happened to her and that pained look in the purple that made Scootaloo's eyes said it all.
Scootaloo turned her head away for a moment, averting her gaze back to the ceiling and letting out a heavy sigh through her nostrils before she turned her head back to look her friend in the eyes. ''You know I'm not, Apple Bloom. You saw what happened.'' Is all she said before she rolled onto her other side, facing her back towards them, taking both of them slightly aback.
''Scoots, we-'' Sweetie began but was cut off by Scootaloo turning back to face them with a serious look in her still pained eyes. She threw the covers off of her, ignoring the pain gushing through her upper body and hooves and tried to get out of bed to stand on her hooves, but instead, fell straight down onto the floor with a dull thud.
Her two friends gasped in shock and Scootaloo grit her teeth in pain as it surged all around her body. ''D-Do-Does thi-this answer your q-ques-tion?'' She said through a pain-stained voice. As careful as they could, her friends tried to lift her back to her hooves but had no luck, as it only caused her to grunt more with intense pain.
Sweetie used her magic, enveloping Scoots in a light green aura and straining herself, managed to gently raise her off of the ground and place her carefully back on her bed.
''Scoots, what's gotten into you? You're hurt enough as it is, why'd you do that?!'' Sweetie said, a mix of a sympathetic and angered look in her eyes as she looked her friend in the eyes who stared right back.
''I-I hurt all over, girls. You w-wanted to know, so I showed you.'' She sighed. ''Please, just...just leave me alone.'' They heard her sniffle. It wasn't a moment later that she could feel the caring hoof of Apple Bloom being placed on her shoulder.
''No, Scootaloo. We can't stand ta see ya'll like this, neither can anypony else!'' Apple Bloom said firmly. Scootaloo didn't buy it.
''You don't g-get it, do you? I built that scooter myself. I should've tested it before t-the race and I was so confident that it nearly took my life!'' She wiped her eye with her hoof, Apple Bloom backing away along with Sweetie Belle. ''I...I know that I c-can't f-f-fly, and I t-try to make up for it with scooting and l-look what happened.'' She pointed to the healing gash on her cheek, covered with a small, white piece of gauze that was stained softly with blood.
''Scootaloo, don't go talking like that...'' Sweetie said softly but was cut off by her once again.
''No, Sweetie, f-for once in my life, I-I'm actually frightened! At the race, I didn't just scare myself but also everypony!'' She sniffled again, a tear rolling down her cheek. ''I-I don't know if I can ever bring myself to scoot again!''
That did it. Now Sweetie was starting to cry. She never liked to see anypony be upset and whenever she saw one of her closest and bestest friends upset, it felt like a knife through the heart. As for Apple Bloom, she looked as though she wanted to cry too but kept her composure to stay strong for the both of them.
Coming next to Sweetie, she hugged her, still keeping her eyes on Scootaloo. Neither of them said a word and the next few minutes was spent by a silence that was only broken by the sound of the crying of the two friends. When Sweetie and Scootaloo eventually calmed themselves down, Apple Bloom came next to her bed and carefully climbed on so that she was sat next to her friend before she pulled her into a hug, gently rubbing her back that Scootaloo hesitantly settled into.
They spent a good minute or so in each other's embrace before Sweetie joined in with the hug and when they all broke away, the two bid their farewells and headed out of the door after giving a ''Get well soon, Scoots.''.