Scootaloo was wandering through Sweet Apple Acres when she heard the sound of somepony rustling some leaves. It was faint, but she could definitely hear it. So, deciding that she had nothing better to do, Scootaloo trotted along through the orchard until she came across a huge earth pony facing away from a tree. She watched him for a moment as he reared up on his front legs and then kicked the tree with all his strength. Apples fell like raindrops, only much more cleanly as they all landed in a couple of buckets which had been strategically placed.
She figured there was no point in just standing there watching him, so Scootaloo approached the stallion, waving cheerily to him. “Hey there,” she said with a big grin on her face.
He smiled back at her, but said nothing.
Scootaloo came up to the buckets of apples and inspected them. She picked up a particularly juicy-looking one and took a bite out of it. Savoring the taste of the apple juices, she looked up at the large stallion and said, “Are these yours?”
He frowned at her. “Eeyup.”
She nodded. “Cool, cool. Mind if I have some?” she asked, already reaching for another apple.
His frown deepened. “Eeyup.”
Scootaloo picked up an apple and buffed it against her chest. Once she was satisfied by the sheen, she shoved the fruit in her mouth and took a loud crunching bite. Her mouth full of apple, she said, “Aw, come on. It’s just one or two little apples. Who’s gonna miss ‘em? Can’t you just let me have a few more?”
His frown deepened to the point where Scootaloo was sure he’d look like that permanently. “Eenope.”
Scootaloo sighed. “All right, all right. I’ll have just one more, then.”
He rolled his eyes and turned away from her. With a heavy grunt, he got back on his forelegs and readied himself to buck again. Scootaloo, meanwhile, was bent over the bucket picking out a few more apples for herself, completely unaware of the hooves being leveled at her head.
She had only just managed to scoop up a few more apples when she happened to look up and see a pair of hooves careening towards her face at an absolutely terrifying speed. The one thought that managed to flash through her mind before his hooves collided with her face and turned it into unrecognizable mush was that she really didn’t like apples all that much. A split second later, she stopped thinking about apples.
Falling to the ground, the stallion collapsed in pain, hugging his leg to his chest. Just then, a mare came over the hill and approached him. She had a bored expression on her face.
“What’s the matter, Big Mac?” she asked. “Wait, don’t tell me. Y’all busted your leg again, huh?”
Big Mac wheezed out, “Eeyup…”
“Hit a knot on the tree?”
“Eenope…”
She raised an eyebrow. “It wasn’t a knot? Well, what was—Oh…” She had just noticed the filly slumped up against the tree behind Big Mac. She sighed. “I’ll get the shovel.”
My head hurts just from thinking about that...
~Skeeter The Lurker
You mean applesauce, right?
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Boom, headshot.
it appears we've made quite a mess
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Just what's so bad about a pun? The best puns are just their own rewords...
The last line... well, it killed Scootaloo, not me. :D
HEADSHOT TRIPLEKILL FATALITY PUN
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Boom. Headshot.
Me after reading this line: collabcubed.files.wordpress.com/2012/09/neon_no-no-no_macro_neon-la-materia-luminosa-dell_arte_collabcubed.jpg Scoots, get outta there! He is gonna S.A.M. your ass. Literally.
3977617 Why do I recognize this picture?
Ok I'm really trying to understand why this is popular
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The fact that Applejack says that she'll get the shovel means that isn't new... THEIR ARE BODIES OUT THERE.
I guess Scootaloo's never going to get ahead in life.
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My favorite chapter so far. Definitely favoriting this! Also, I can already see Applejack's face at the end:
This story is really messed up... and yet I continue to read. Have no fear, I up voted it. Although, I still have no idea why...
3993017 I need more information about that picture. Is it from a webcomic?
4141131 A quick Google search of "The guard looks at you" reveals the existence of this.
I can just see the explosion of her head... so glorious!
I'll get the shovel, and a nevromancer. Seriously, how many times does could she die? Is she regenerating like doctor who or something?
4175750 my head cannon is it's like Problem Sleuth.
It seems that apples can keep away the doctor but not death.
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Yet here you are.
It's so horrible! Why!? I must keep reading! How is this on the main page?! Maybe it's because of people like me!
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Who would want to keep The Doctor away?
Oh my god! He killed Scootaloo! You bastard!
4th chapter
Why does nobody care????
3977617 One pun... That's now 14 sins...
Scratch that 15 sins...
4401785 Scootaloo is the Kenny of MLP.
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Because evidently it happens all the time.
Scoots is probably known as "that filly who dies all the time" by now.
It's little more than an inconvenience.
Goddamnit, I love Applejack.
This type of story isn't really interesting when the reactions to the deaths are detached and out of character. Maybe if this was an actual story, and not just episodic?
when reading this chapter, I got "happy wheels" as an ad. Oh the sweet, delicious convenience!!!
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Nah, Scoots ain't an Apple.
Maybe. . . (*thinks over Scootaloo memes*) . . . ground chicken patty?