Home is for the Weak

by Pickleless


Distractions

Scootaloo focused on the game she was playing intensely. She had two extra lives left and this was the final boss-

"Hey Scootaloo, it's free balloon day!" Nopony opened the front door and flooded the living room with orange and white balloons.

"OH FFFFFMMGGHH-" Scootaloo got hit and died in her game. "NOT NOW!!"

"I bet I could shoot more white balloons that you can shoot orange balloons!" Nopony pulled out a handgun.

"DAD PLEASE!" Scootaloo begged as she tried to see through the mass of balloons, and failed. She waited till Nopony had shot enough balloons before trying one last time.

"Whoops, almost shot the TV there." Nopony mused.

"Are you done? Is this over?!" Scootaloo whined. "Are you going to shoot any more balloons, or do any more balloon related activities?"

"No, the orange balloons are for you to shoot."

"Okay, one last time, here we go-"

"Did you know I cannot die?" Nopony loosely pointed the handgun at the side of his head, and unloaded it, all the bullets bouncing off him.

Scootaloo got a game over.