• Published 13th Feb 2012
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Scootaloo's Mistake - DiabolicalMonocle



Scootaloo has had it. She wants to fly. Will she ever learn from her mistake?

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Epilogue

“I'm happy to announce the new member of the Wonderbolts team...Scootaloo!”

An orange mare burst out from the curtains, brandishing her shiny, new Wonderbolt costume. She flew up high into the sky before performing her signature move: Purple Burst.

Nopony knew quite how she did it, but the end result was a massive, purple shock wave spreading across the sky. Different shades of purple burst into the cloud-line, turning the once-cyan sky into a vibrant purple. The audience erupted into applause, fascinated by the wonderful performance.

The pegasus descended upon the crowd, inches away from their heads as she passed over them. Their cheers and whistles were almost deafening, and if it weren't for Scootaloo's vigorous training, she would've been overwhelmed.

Eventually, the mare reached her destination. She stopped flying, and dropped down onto the centre stage, where the announcer was speaking.

Scootaloo struck a few awesome poses for the cameras before walking proudly over to the microphone.

“Hey Cloudsdale, how's my favourite city doing?”

The audience replied with a roar, becoming increasingly louder and louder until Scootaloo could barely hear herself think.

“It's my honour to accept this invitation to the Wonderbolts, and before I get started with that, I'd like to thank a couple of ponies for me being here. Firstly, you guys! You have been an awesome audience, and I'm honoured to have shown you my skills.”

Again, the crowd cheered their hearts out. Most ponies were now jumping up and down, trying to get a view of the newest edition of the Wonderbolts team. All this incessant noise was starting to give Scootaloo an earache.

“Secondly, I'd like to thank Spitfire, who made me into the mare I am today. Through my toughest days, Spitfire was always there for me, and without her, I would never have made it as a Wonderbolt!”

The orange pegasus didn't know how announcers put up with this. Every sentence she said, ended with a massive response from the audience. Yes, they were praising her, but this was way too much.

“Last, but not least, I would like to thank Rainbow Dash. She used to be everything to me - big sister, teacher, friend, idol – you name it. Dash was the most loyal pony I'd ever met, and I hope I've made her proud. Here's to you, Rainbow Dash!”

Scootaloo's voice cracked on her last sentence. Instead of roaring and cheering loudly, the crowd remained silent. Every single pony had an expression of confusion, as if they didn't understand what Scootaloo had meant.

The young mare suddenly became conscientious of her actions. Everypony was now staring at her, curious as to why she had brought the matter up. Scootaloo's legs almost buckled as tens of thousands of pairs of eyes gazed upon her. She couldn't take this any longer.

“I...I'm sorry everypony. I can't do this.”

Struggling to speak without letting her emotions run escape, Scootaloo flew away. She didn't fly away leisurely fly, however, she put all her strength in her wings and sped away into the skies.

It had been many years since Rainbow Dash's untimely death. In fact, it had been seven years last Wednesday. Scootaloo had tried to live the last couple of years as normal as possible. She'd finished university, got a coltfriend and even managed to become a Wonderbolt.

That was just the thing though. This was Dash's dream, not hers.

The orange mare continued on her way through the clouds. On the horizon, her house came into view. It wasn't anything special, she only wanted to live in a humble home.

Scootaloo pushed through the fluffy door, before collapsing on her shaggy couch. She let out an exasperated sigh before wondering just what the hay she would do. It should be Dash dressed in this outfit, not Scootaloo.

Rainbow Dash had never come back to her dreams after the funeral. It had been ten long years since Scootaloo had last seen her, and she had given up all hope of ever seeing her again.

Even though the event had happened a decade ago, Scootaloo didn't feel any less guilty. Not a day goes by without her thinking of Dash's death. If anything, the mare will never forget that it was entirely her fault-

Suddenly, there was an audible voice from behind her. Out of instinct, Scootaloo turned around and looked for the source of noise. It had definitely been a voice, even though the mare couldn't determine what was said. The voice was definitely familiar...

Again, the voice sounded, this time stronger than before. The mare could locate the source this time. It seemed to have originated from one of her cupboards. She opened the doors, and peeked inside.

The voice was loud now and was rapidly becoming more clearer. Scootaloo delved further into the furniture. She threw objects out of the cupboard, desperately trying to find the source of the voice.

Her hooves fell upon a plastic object. As she did so, the noise became as clear as day.

“I'm watching, Scootaloo. Make me proud.” And with that, there was silence. Curious, the mare inspected the object in the light.

A pair of flying goggles.

These weren't just any old pair of goggles however, these were Dash's. Scootaloo ran her hooves around the curvature of the accessory. The crude Cutie Mark came into view. These were definitely Rainbow Dash's.

Scootaloo had completely forgotten about these. In an attempt to move on, the pegasus had tried to block all connections to her past, most of which took residence inside this cupboard.

That had definitely been Dash's voice. After many years of not hearing it, Scootaloo would've been sceptical. After what had been said, however, there was no denying it. What did all of this mean?

There was a gentle knock on her her door, and a fellow Wonderbolt walked in. Of course, it had to be Spitfire.

“Hey, kiddo. Something wrong? Well I guess there must be – you don't usually storm off like that...” The proud Wonderbolt's voice trailed off after noticing the object Scootaloo held in her hooves.

She almost looked like she was going to say something, but obviously, the shock of seeing such an object had clouded her mind. Scootaloo could tell by her expression that she recognised it.

“S-S-Scootaloo, who gave you t-that?” Spitfire struggled to speak, confusion spreading across her face. For a second, Scootaloo could've sworn she saw a tear fall off her teacher's face.

What should she do? Scootaloo never did end up telling anyone about the goggles, no matter how much she wanted to. The only one who knew of its current position was Pinkie Pie, but she had never told anypony else either. The mare gave a sigh, before explaining a story never told before.

Scootaloo told Spitfire everything. Rainbow Dash's presence in her mind, how the goggles came into her possession – even why she flew away earlier. She told her her true feelings, how she believed Dash should be where she was right now. How this was Dash's dream.

A few minutes later, the story was over. The heavy burden she'd been carrying for all those years had been lifted away, and suddenly, Scootaloo felt empty. As if a part of her being had just simply disappeared.

The mare stared into her teacher's eyes, trying to recognise a reaction. What would she say? Did she understand Scootaloo's emotions? Spitfire always had had a brilliant poker face, and Scootaloo couldn't see any emotions or anything, for that matter.

The older pegasus rested a hoof on the young mare's shoulder, before looking deeply into her violet eyes.

“Scootaloo. You got here on your own accord and nopony else's. Sure, it may have been Dash's dream, but that doesn't mean it can't be yours too. I've never seen a more determined pony in my entire life, Scootaloo. You completely deserve this.”

Spitfire dropped her hoof from Scootaloo's shoulder and started to walk away.

“Come on, now. You're a Wonderbolt now, and it's time to get your game on. Wear those goggles with pride.” And with that, her teacher left her home.

Scootaloo understood Spitfire completely, although she didn't quite believe it herself. She was right with some things, however. Scootaloo was a Wonderbolt now, and there was no time to mope about in self-pity.

Putting away the brand new goggles, Scootaloo placed Dash's pair around her head. She slid the strap down until the eyepieces rested comfortably around her face.

The young mare observed her own flank. For some reason, Scootaloo felt encouraged just by looking at her Cutie Mark. Of course, she had received it many years before, but something about it just struck inspiration inside of her.

To her, the Cutie Mark was one of her most prized possessions, despite it's simple design. It was a bright purple splodge of colour, with a wing on each side. Scootaloo often pondered if this was the inspiration for her signature move, Purple Burst, but right at this point in time, it didn't matter.

It was time to fly.

-END OF STORY-

Author's Notes: So this is this final chapter of my story, and I hope you enjoyed reading it. So, are you content now? Happy ending, right? That's what you wanted, all along, I sussed you. Please comment whatever you like, and check out my other stories in progress, Apple of Her Eye and Birds of a Feather Flock Together See? Look how nice a guy I am - I even gave you hyper-links. Peace out.

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Comments ( 63 )

Its been a great ride man
Loved it

307769 Thank you:rainbowkiss: loved writing it

308419 Cheers for saying so :twilightsmile:

was a good story all the way through:pinkiesmile:

This story was very sad, scootaloo and rainbow dash are my favourite, Very sad story.
10/10 :raritydespair::pinkiesad2: thank you for making this.

331475 My pleasure! I enjoyed writing it, in a sad way :pinkiecrazy:

i'm late to the party, as usual, but i still feel i need to comment.
that was bucking amazing.
great writing style, fairly good imagery, and good representation of character.

but that isn't what i came to say
that was moving. heart-wrenching, and utterly breathtaking. you hit the spot here.
i am one of those people who doesn't cry. i find i physically cannot any more after my past. i sometimes even want to, and i can't. i'm scarred by my past.
i teared up at my little dashie, but nothing more than that.
this story has had the same effect.
the last time i truly cried was the death of someone i considered a sister to me. 2 years ago. i'm 16. so for me to tear up at all is rare. this is the 2nd story to make me this sad. my little dashie was the first.
props to you good sir, because you got me the closest to tears i've been in 2 years.

348497 Wow, that's a hard comment to reply to. :twilightsheepish:
Firstly, it's better late than never. I always appreciate people commenting on my works and praising me, no matter when. So for that, I thank you. It means a lot to me. :twilightsmile:

Secondly, I'm sorry to hear about that. I know that life can be hard at times, but we just have to move on. Only about a year ago my Granddad died, so I know what it's like. It's damn right depressing is what it is, and for that reason, I have no idea as to why I wrote this story.

Like you, I have a tendency not to cry, but when it came to my Granddad's funeral, I couldn't stop myself. Ever since then, I have had the same inability, so I know where you're coming from. Not sure if that's a good thing though.

I wasn't aware that my story had such an effect, so thanks for enlightening me. :rainbowkiss: Sorry about the long reply. :twilightsheepish:
-DiabolicalMonocle

349595 sorry for the long comment.
it definitely had an effect.:pinkiesad2:

353705 You know what, I'm not sure. NTL I really enjoyed your story.

354150 Thank you, I appreciate it. :rainbowkiss: I'm not sure either - when it comes to naming things I just pick the first word that comes into my head. For example, my playlist on iTunes is 'Tits'. Surprisingly it's quite an effective strategy! :twilightsmile:

ok, i have come back here, because i finally found it! i found the
farm4.static.flickr.com/3287/2782415909_e6f47bd486_o.gif
so i had to come back here, because this story is definitely deserving of more than one.

368025 Thank you! :twilightsmile: What is that scene from? I've seen it on practically every corner of the internet and I have no idea of its origins...:trixieshiftright:

375318 Which one? Not that there are many...:twilightsheepish: If it's the Charlie Brown the Unicorn 'pun', it's pure coincidence. I just didn't think very thoroughly about it. :facehoof: I swear.

375999 The "cliffhanger" pun. You're horrible...:applecry::applecry::applecry:


S'ok, i can handle it.

376127 Well, you just discovered another coincidental pun :facehoof: Maybe I should go into subliminal comedy...I seem to be good at it...

376146 You do realize you mentioned it in the story right? -_-...

376158 Shit, you're right :trixieshiftright: It appears my subliminal mind is great at subliminal comedy. If that makes any sense at all. Nah, it's probably because it's 2:00 in the morning and I can't be assed to go to bed. :facehoof:

376184 this but 900 here! I'll be going to bed around 1 cuz I have to get up at 6.:pinkiehappy:

376211 Ah well, I have the disadvantage of being English. Still, I have bountiful amounts of tea and cookies, so I should be fine. :rainbowkiss:

376229 Another benefit of being American is that SEASON 2 EPISODE 18 PREMIERED ON 2/18!!!! I was the one who found this out on reddit.:pinkiehappy:

376255 Hmm :trixieshiftright: I shall take this into consideration. However, I still have the tea. :pinkiecrazy: Therefore, no matter how awesome your argument is, it is still invalid. :scootangel:

375980 i really have no idea, i just finally found the image url. i'm an idiot.:facehoof:
this is one of many Scootaloo fanfics that has kinda been my inspiration to write my own. although mine is an OC shipfic, which is something i've never seen with scootaloo, so i made one.
but anyhoof, i'm just sayin this is kinda inspirational to me.:rainbowkiss:

376303 We hate Justin Bieber! And we have tea too. I like tea.:pinkiesmile:

376324 You did better than I did - I can't even bothered to find responses and such! Well, I've got nothing else to do, so I'm going to read your fic. :rainbowkiss: One sec.

376324 Everyone hates Justin Bieber - I thought that went without saying. :scootangel:

376371 it's kind of still waiting approval, posted it about 3 hours ago, getting worried.

376371 well, now that someone tracked and commented on it, I assume it is up even though it still says pending. So confused.

376318 in the sieries "Family Mares", the BEST STORY EVER, Scootaloo is in an OC relationship. It really comes about in "The Fears of Yesterday". I highly recommend it.

376441 i'll check it out. i have yet to see one, so i gotta know what i'm up against.:rainbowdetermined2:

376450 Primalcorn1 aka Corny is an amazing writer. Oh, and family mares features RD and Spitfire! My fave shipping pair.:pinkiehappy::pinkiehappy::pinkiehappy:

376441 Heh, I meant to say I was checking out Pyrus' story, but I might as well have a look at yours too. :twilightsheepish:

376450 That top comment I said before was meant for you. I'm not too sure why that messed up, but there ya go. :trixieshiftright:

376484 thanks for checkin it out. don't worry about messing up, nopony's perfect. except for scootaloo, she's darn close to being perfect.:scootangel:

376479 Sorry buddy, I'll check on it tomorrow. The story hasn't shown up, and I've got to get some shut-eye. :twilightsheepish:

376512 No problem - always willing to help. :rainbowkiss: Damn right she is :scootangel:

hey Diabolicle Monocle, i've been thinking...
i kinda want to do a reading of this, record it, and put it to youtube. would you be opposed to this? because i really like this story.:twilightsmile:
and you're english? hmm... never would have guessed. oh well.

next time some stupid american (like me) gives you crap about tea with the queen, pull something having to do with Obama and McDonalds. just sayin.

438472 Dude, no problem at all! I took no offence from that, and you shouldn't feel stupid :twilightsmile:
As for the recording, I wouldn't be opposed. In fact, I welcome the idea and thank you in advance. That's some really awesome stuff you could do! :rainbowdetermined2:

Also, I'm going to submit more chapters of every unfinished story soon, I just hope it's not too late before people lose interest.
-DB

450025 yay!
and i'm not saying i'm stupid by myself, i'm saying america in it's entirety is stupid. i just know i make bad decisions sometimes. like that time when i bed my friend 10$ that i could jump off a thing.
i jumped, and made 10$. after i actually woke up. i had rolled out of the jump and hit my head on the pavement, hard.
stupid.
ok it may take me a while to record the thing (i want to make sure i get it exactly right) but then i'mma post to youtube.

450045 Well, England in its entirety is very stupid :trixieshiftleft:

Everyone makes bad decisions every now and then, especially me. I failed my science qualifications, because I did no revision at all. Now I've got retests which are designed to be harder.
I hate Science :flutterrage:

Okay, can you pm a link when you're done? It's going to be awesome :rainbowkiss:

450706 yeah i'll pm the link.
yeah failing things is no fun. i'd be updating and doing much more if i wasn't failing classes right now...:fluttershyouch:

453053 Cheers :twilightsmile:

I'm in the same trouble :applecry: My parents are starting to ban everything, including free time on le internet and xbox games. We're in the same boat my friend, and it appears to be sinking. :facehoof:

456457 That boat is the only thing stopping me from drowning in a sea of madness and insanity.

Not to go all heavy on ya. :scootangel:

457375 true story i guess.
nah no problem going all heavy. if my boat is sinking though, i'm going down in style!:raritystarry:

I read all the chapters in 1hr and manly tears were shed...... it wasn't your fault scootaloo...... it was meant to be... rainbow dash will be missed :applecry::fluttercry::heart::raritycry::raritydespair::scootangel::moustache::twilightsmile::rainbowdetermined2:

Bit confusing. I'm not quite sure what just happened. But whatever.

:pinkiesad2: a strong woman's tears were shed. this story was beautiful and it's usually VERY hard to get me upset about something. thank you

My dear friend, there isn't a story called birds of a feather flock together.

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