Day 1:
After school, I told Sweetie Belle and Applebloom about the trouble I got in. They were still mad about the whole thing, and weren't happy about the Crusading. Sweetie Belle seemed less annoyed than Applebloom, and she didn't yell as much as her either. I didn't yell back at Applebloom, but let me tell you, I wanted to.
I wanted to defend myself. But I with all of these emotions going on, they can't know. They can never ever EVER know. Hence why I'm writing this journal.
Anyway.
I would love to learn how to fly, but I have no idea how to. I thought about asking Rainbow Dash, but I probably wouldn't be allowed to. So after school, I went straight home, or well, straight back to the orphanage, and asked the headmistress about permission to go the library.
She looked at me as if I was flying. But I'll show her!
Anyway!
She let me go to the library, and ofcourse, I met Twilight Sparkle in there. I wasn't too happy about letting her know on my plans, but I suppose it was necessary.
"A book on how to fly? Surely you can just ask Rainbow Dash?" Twilight Sparkle said as she cocked her towards the little pegasus.
Scootaloo cringed at the question, and her mind instantly thought up a vast amount of reasons to why she needed a book on flying, and simply couldn't ask Rainbow Dash.
"I don't need Rainbow Dash!" she spluttered, and had to contain herself to not bite her tongue off. Twilight raised an eyebrow, and let out a small smile.
"Scootaloo, may I say something?"
The little pegasus nodded, and mentally prepared herself for another lecture of Twilight's.
"It's not a shame to ask for help, and I think the reason you're not going to ask Rainbow, is because of the trouble you got in yesterday. Am I right?"
Nothing ever passed the ever observing eye of Twilight Sparkle, Scootaloo grimly thought. The pegasus lowered her head and nodded slightly. Scootaloo felt a hoof on her jaw, and looked into the eyes of the clever librarian.
"We care so much about you, Scootaloo. Please don't scare us like that again."
Scootaloo let out a weak smile, before she let out an awkward cough.
"I won't, promise. Do you have that book or not?"
"Ofcourse, let me find it."
With simple magic compared to what she knew, Twilight used her horn to search for the book Scootaloo was searching for. A frown spread upon the unicorn's face, before she ceased the magic.
"Spike!" she shouted, almost making the entire tree shake in her wake.
"What!" the little dragon exclaimed from the top of the tree. Scootaloo turned her head in every direction, before she saw the tiny head popping out from the top floor.
"Oh, hi Scootaloo! Why are you of all ponies looking for a book?" the dragon asked, and quickly descended down the stairs, before placing himself next to Twilight.
"I'm gonna teach myself how to fly!" Scootaloo exclaimed proudly. Spike seemed to have trouble with holding back a laugh, but a stern push from Twilight, he held it in.
"Cool! Promise you'll take me for a trip when you get those wings working?" the dragon asked with an awkward smile, before heading to the vast amount of bookshelves behind him. It took him no time at all to find the book Scootaloo searched for. It was quite a large book, and Spike huffed as he proceeded to carry it to Scootaloo. The pegasus filly grunted as the dragon placed the book in her saddlebags, and straightened her back to make it more comfortable for her to carry home.
"Consider it a deal!" Scootaloo said, much reminding the unicorn and dragon of Rainbow Dash.
The filly left the library with laboured breath, as she made her way towards the orphanage.
I haven't done much flying since I came home from the library. If anything, I've done none.
Zero. Zip. Nada.
Nothing involving getting above the ground.
But I've been reading a lot about flying in the book Spike found me. If Twilight was a pegasus, I'm sure the egghead would've read it over a 1000 times! Flying seems much more complicated than I thought in the beginning. Rainbow Dash makes it seem so easy! She just flaps her wings, and she's airborne! Physically speaking, there's different factors that plays a major part in the whole process of flying.
From what I've read so far, which is really boring, I don't understand how Twilight Sparkle does it, is that factors such as lift and thrust. When pegasus ponies like Rainbow flap their wings, she creates this thrust, and then the lift that's required to make her soar. But soaring actually means something different than flying! Soaring means that she's not flapping her wings, and just gliding around with the winds around her.
Flying is just so cool! Just like her! I want to be just like her one day!
Anyway, the headmistress is about to call it a night. I've been reading all day, and she even praised me for staying out of trouble!
Heh, not for long! This is Scootaloo, future flyer of Equestria signing off!
Day 2:
School was so boring, and I can't wait to get home and practice what I read about flying yesterday! It seems like it's gonna be hard, but if Rainbow Dash did it, then sure as hay I can do it too! Applebloom and Sweetie Belle tried to tell me about what they had done while I read yesterday, but I didn't really care.
I know, it's not really nice. But this is just so important to me.
I mean, Applebloom is doing what every other Earth pony is doing, working with the apples, and doing great with it. Sweetie Belle is starting to get a great hold of her magic.
They're both great at what their kind of ponies do. But I'm not. I'm a pathetic use for a pegasus.
Scootaloo quickly trotted home from school. She barely even noticed how Applebloom and Sweetie BElle shouted her name repeatedly before giving up, and sharing a disencouraged look between each other. The little filly quickly dumped her schoolbooks in her bedside table. Homework could wait.
After what Scootaloo had read about flying the day before, she had come to a conclusion:
Her wings were too weak, and that needed to change. Instead of throwing herself recklessly into something wild and crazy, like it was her custom, Scootaloo made a plan. Before doing anything that actually involved flying, she decideds to follow the steps that were in the book from the library.
Step 1:
Make sure your wings are strong enough, so train them well! If your wings fail you, you won't ever fly again.
Scootaloo thought that made good sense, and quietly went into the gym. Besides a few other ponies, she was the only one in there. As the orphanage was old, so was the gym. The wooden floor seemed to creak with every step everypony took in the hall, but the equipment was old aswell. But it didn't bother Scootaloo, for with a sweatband around her forehead and front hooves, Scootaloo began her training. She placed herself on the floor, and prepared herself as she laid upon the old wooden floors.
You can do this Scootaloo, you're a pegasus pony! You're just like Rainbow Dash!
She placed the tip of her wings on the floor, and began to push upwards with all her might. She grinded her teeth and shut her eyes tightly as she pushed. The wings seemed to refuse to budge, and the filly didn't rise one inch from the floor. Scootaloo groaned before she let out a loud huff, and fell to the floor. She shot an angry glare at her wings, as if her fury with them would make them stronger the longer she stared.
C'mon wings, you can do it!
Scootaloo laid down again, and felt her wingtips touch the floor. With one mighty push, she managed to lift herself off the ground. It wasn't a real wing-up, but it was closer than before. Scootaloo's snout was a couple of inches above the floor, and she barely opened one eye, to see the distance between them. She let out a wide smile, before she managed to faceplant the floor, as her wings collapsed from the strain. The filly groaned slightly, and shot yet another angry glare at the wings. But she was satisfied, because she had improved already, and was determined to do better as she tried the third time.Scootaloo spend the next hours as such, with a varied amount of positive results. Sometimes she couldn't even manage to lift herself off the ground, but the next try, she could lift herself further up than ever before. When the headmistress called the ponies in for bedtime, Scootaloo tried to use every single minute that she could away with, to practice. As the pony climbed into bed when the headmistress almost had dragged her from the gym, she laid the sweatband she had around her head next her bed table, and grabbed Teddy.
"One day, I'll fly as good as Rainbow Dash, Teddy." Scootaloo mumbled to her old sleeping companion, and looked into the remaining eye with a vast amount of passion.
"Maybe even better than her. One day Teddy, one day."
Hello every reader of mine! :) Just thought you should know that I have some exams coming up very soon, and I need to revise for those, so if breaks between chapters are a bit irregular, you know why. Furthermore, I'd like to ask you if you like the current length of the chapters, as I personally prefer something short over something long anyday. Let me know in the comments, if you'd like to have your say. Much love! :)