Literally nothing I wouldn't do
True to her word, Rainbow woke up every hour, it wasn’t that she didn’t want a good night sleep. In her head she knew Scoots was safe, snuggled up and cozy in bed, but despite knowing that, she would drift off to sleep only to be startled awake by panic that didn’t abate until Rainbow again laid eyes on the small orange pegasus and confirmed that she was still blissfully sleeping next to her.
During one of these interruptions, Rainbow couldn’t help but acknowledge the constricting pain she felt in her chest: it actually, physically, hurt to care about somepony this much. But as much as she hated the tightness she was presently experiencing, she was more than willing to endure it in exchange for the amount of sheer joy she felt when she looked down at the sleeping filly.
Though Scootaloo had still looked troubled when she had gone to bed, snuggling as close as she could to her big sister, while she slept her face was a picture of serenity, adorned with a small grin. Rainbow ached very badly to scoop the filly up in her forelegs and hold her close, but instead opted to gently touch her soft purple mane and reassert her snuggle grip before she drifted off to sleep, only to repeat the process an hour later.
After the seventh time she woke up, the sun began to shine through the window and Rainbow decided to wake up in earnest, rather than subject herself to another panic-shortened nap. Because it was still early, and Scootaloo did look so peaceful, Rainbow was loathe to wake her, instead opting to just lie in bed and watch Scootaloo’s wings rise and fall with each breath. Eventually the filly’s wings began to twitch and her eyes began to flutter, the telltale signs of a filly about to wake up. She waited until Scootaloo had opened her eyes completely before grabbing the filly and hoisting her in the air. Rainbow rolled on her back and held Scootaloo above her head, their bodies parallel, looking up at her charge fondly.
“Morning, squirt,” she said as she lifted Scootaloo in the air up and down a few times as though she was a fuzzy barbell. “You know this isn’t bad exercise,” she mused, grinning widely.
Scootaloo giggled groggily from her perch. “You call that a rep? Where are you from cadet?” she barked out in a high pitched, not quite drill sergeant material, cadence.
“Ponyville, ma’am,” Rainbow responded, continuing to raise and lower Scootaloo.
“Ponyville? Only two things come from Ponyville! Apples and cupcakes, and I ain’t never seen no blue apple,” Scootaloo barked back, trying to sound menacing but failing miserably.
“This is why weights don’t talk,” Rainbow groused playfully as she set Scootaloo down on her chest gently, wrinkling her snout as Scootaloo’s mane tickled her nose. “Sleep okay, kid?” she asked, instinctively wrapping a foreleg around Scootaloo in a half hug. She could feel Scootaloo’s fur rub against her own as the filly nodded and burrowed into the embrace. “How ya doing?” Rainbow asked softly.
Scootaloo scrunched her face and looked up. “I think I’m a little better,” she said a bit more tentatively than Rainbow would have liked. However, Scootaloo nuzzled Rainbow affectionately, temporarily putting her worries at ease. “I’m hungry,” the filly declared with an air of confidence.
A wry grin began to form on Rainbow’s face. “Okay, I can fix that. How about I go get us some muffins from Sugarcube Corner?”
“Can they be banana nut muffins?” the filly asked, her voice tinged with anticipation.
Rainbow smirked. “Is there any other kind?” They shared a laugh while an idea formed in rainbow Dash’s head. “You wanna come with?”
“Umm... is it okay if I stay here?” Scootaloo asked, gripping Rainbow just a little tighter.
Whether Scootaloo was nervous about facing the outside world, or she just didn’t feel like making a muffin run, Rainbow couldn’t tell. But either way, it didn’t affect her response. “Sure thing, squirt. I’ll be back before you can sneeze.”
Rainbow let Scootaloo ride on her back as the pair headed downstairs. She parked Scoots on the couch with some cartoons and a glass of juice, and after a quick ruffling of her mane and a kiss on the forehead, Rainbow found herself flying to Sugarcube Corner.
Ponyville was generally busy on Saturday mornings and today was no exception. The merchants had their stalls set up, and ponies were running errands and carrying on, just like any other Saturday.
Rainbow Dash’s first stop was the Apple Family stall for a quick visit with Applejack. After a brief conversation, Scootaloo's is doing better, so yeah, I’ll bring her by, and then we can head over to the Rich’s, she continued on her quest to pick up a breakfast.
But as Rainbow approached Sugar Cube Corner, she saw Diamond Tiara happily trotting out of the bakery with a box that Rainbow assumed contained at least one cupcake. She quickly took back to the sky in order to avoid the gaze of the tiara-wearing filly, but even from her distant position in the clouds, Rainbow could tell that Diamond Tiara didn’t have a care in the world, and that was not okay with her.
She doesn’t get to hurt Scoots and then eat cupcakes like everything is fine, she thought as the rage within her began to coalesce. Screw Applejack and her plan to handle this, “the responsible way”. When it’s her sister, she can call the shots, the rage reasoned in her head, overruling her other senses. With a flap of her wings, Rainbow Dash softly landed in front of the crown wearing pink filly, just outside the main intersection of the town square. Satisfied that nopony was paying them any attention, Rainbow focused her attention onto the object of her ire. “You’re Diamond Tiara, right? We have a problem here, kid,” she said much more calmly than the situation warranted in her mind.
“What do you mean, Rainbow Dash?” Diamond Tiara replied in her best innocent little filly voice.
“Shut it. I ain’t buyin’ the whole sweet act. You hurt my little sister, and that means you and I have a problem,” Rainbow snapped.
Her cover blown, Diamond Tiara dropped her façade. “You can’t do anything to me. I’m just a filly and my daddy-”
“You’re right. If I hurt you, I could go to jail. You know it and I know it. But there’s something else you need to know.” Rainbow paused for a second so she could be absolutely sure Diamond heard the next part. “There’s literally nothing I wouldn’t do to protect Scootaloo. Trust me when I tell you you have no idea how true that is,” she said quietly but succinctly, her tone sending a chill down Diamond’s spine. This wasn’t the false bravado of a pony trying to look tough; it was an icy dispassion, stating an immutable truth carved in stone.
“So, here’s what’s gonna happen: you’re gonna keep on being a little turd because that’s just who you are.” Diamond Tiara started to protest but a glare from Rainbow silenced her. “I can’t change that. One day you’re going to mouth off to a bigger turd then you are and then maybe you’ll get what’s coming to you, but until then…” Rainbows voice trailed off and she shrugged. “You’re gonna call Scootaloo a chicken, a blank flank, and whatever other stupid names you can think of, because you don’t get that she’s better than you. Like you said, I can’t stop you.” Rainbow lowered her gaze and glared at Diamond with a white hot intensity she could only remember feeling one other time in her life, albeit in a similar situation. “But if you ever hurt her again, you and I are going to have another one of these talks, only it won’t be a conversation. Understand?”
Diamond Tiara swallowed the lump of fear building up in her throat and nodded. She started to open her mouth but quickly closed it before trotting off, visibly shaken.
Satisfied that she had made her point, Rainbow happily flew home for breakfast with Scoots. She wasn’t sure if Pinkie’s cupcakes had magical powers, but after witnessing Scootaloo happily wolf down her muffin she wouldn’t bet against it.
“That wath awthsome!” Scootaloo muffled-ly shouted with a mouth still half full of muffin, crumbs flying out as she tried to smile.
“Glad you liked it, but why don’t you finish before trying to talk, okay?” Rainbow playfully chided.
Scootaloo swallowed the last remnants of her muffin with one large gulp. “Sorry,” she said sheepishly. “So what are we doing today?” she asked, her usual enthusiasm beginning to shine through.
Rainbow paused for a moment to consider how she wanted to answer that question. “I told Applejack I’d bring you to Sweet Apple acres so you can go crusading. Whaddya say?”
Scootaloo hesitated for just a moment before responding, looking down and taking in a deep breath. When she looked back up, it was apparent that she had suppressed whatever demons were bothering her, at least temporarily. “Crusading sounds awesome,” Scootaloo said with no apparent reservations.
Rainbow ruffled Scootaloo’s mane, and after a quick post-breakfast routine, Scootaloo was securely perched on Rainbow’s back as the pair flew toward Sweet Apple Acres.
Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo arrived at the familiar property and trotted toward the barn where they found Applejack and the other two crusaders. The three ponies turned to look at them as they walked in. There was a slight tension in the air, nopony willing to broach the obvious topic of conversation. Scootaloo spoke first. “Hey, girls. Sorry I kinda freaked out on ya the other day,” she said, blushing a little bit.
“It’s okay Scootaloo. We’re glad you’re feeling better,” Sweetie Belle offered with a reassuring smile, the tension in the barn dissipating as it became apparent that the aftereffects of Scootaloo’s ordeal were fading.
Topic broached, Apple Bloom decided it was time to get back to business as usual.“C’mon, we’ve got a surprise for you. It’s in the clubhouse,” Apple Bloom said, leading the group toward the familiar wooden structure on the outskirts of Sweet Apple Acres.
Rainbow Dash glanced over at Applejack to see if she knew what her sister had in store, but her inquiry was met with only a shrug. The five ponies trotted over to the CMC clubhouse, stopping at the door as Apple Bloom turned to face the group.
“So... Ah tried, Scoots, Ah really did, but Ah just couldn’t fix your scooter. The board was cracked and the handle bars were bent. Diamond Tiara is stronger than she looks.”
“Oh,” Scootaloo replied, crestfallen.
“So, we got you this!” Apple Bloom opened the door to the clubhouse with a flourish. Standing in the middle of the room was a shiny new blue scooter. It looked a lot like her old one, only this one was made of solid metal, and had a bright orange flame graphic covering the board.
“No way!” Scootaloo exclaimed as her wings buzzed furiously. “That’s a Thunderbolt! Those are, like, the best scooters ever made!” Her excitement was quickly replaced with a look of guilt. “I can’t take this... it must have cost you a fortune! You should go get your bits back.”
Sweetie Belle shook her head. “I don’t think Silver Spoon knows how much these things cost, seeing as we paid for most of it with the money she left us.”
“Still doesn’t get her off the hook, if ya ask me...” Apple Bloom chimed in.
“Most of it?” Scootaloo asked, a worried look still plastered on her face.
“We kinda both chipped in to cover the rest,” Apple Bloom said.
“But it wasn’t entirely selfless!” Sweetie Belle added, concerned that Scootaloo still looked upset. “This one comes with an actual wagon hitch so you don’t have to tie a rope around the scooter anymore. Now, the wagon won’t sway back and forth so much, which will make for a smoother ride for anypony who might happen to be riding in the wagon.”
A small grin began to replace the worried look on Scootaloo’s face. “Anypony who might happen to be in the wagon?” she asked, more than a little amused at Sweetie’s explanation.
“Yeah, ya know, like if Rumble or Twist or somepony was ridin’ wit’ ya?” Apple Bloom said nodding.
“Rumble or Twist?” Scootaloo asked with an arched eyebrow.
“Okay, fine. Us! It can get scary back there sometimes.” Sweetie Belle said as she threw her forelegs up in mock frustration.
Scootaloo leapt forward and hugged her friends, and the three fillies shared a tender moment, the two older ponies looking on proudly as they reflected on their own friendship. “So, you wanna, maybe, try it out?” Scootaloo asked with a familiar daredevil gleam in her eye.
“You bet! Can we, Applejack? Please?” Apple Bloom said, as all three fillies looked up with wide, hopeful eyes.
“Ah don’t see why not, an’ Rainbow an’ I got stuff ta do anyways. You girls have fun, but be careful.”
Rainbow Dash and Applejack watched as the three fillies scurried away toward the hills, scooter and wagon in tow.
“You ready to head on over to Filthy’s? We’re gonna settle this thing like calm an’ civilized ponies, okay?” Applejack asked as the scooter disappeared over the nearest hill.
“Yeah, sure, but I ran into Diamond this morning. I don’t think she’ll be bothering Scoots again,” Rainbow Dash replied, sounding a bit more smug than she meant to.
Expecting to see a nod of approval or maybe even satisfaction on her friends face, Rainbow was startled when she glanced at Applejack and saw only disbelief mixed with a touch of anger. “Ah’m gonna guess that you didn’t politely explain to her that bein’ mean is wrong.”
Rainbow shrugged nonchalantly. “Something like that,” she said, glancing away from Applejacks glare.
“You idiot!”Applejack shouted at Rainbow. She held her head low for a moment, then looked up at Rainbow again. “Well, we ain’t goin to the Rich’s now.”
“Why not!?” Rainbow Dash shot back.
“‘Cause if Diamond Tiara hasn’t already said anything, it’s only because she doesn’t want to get in trouble. So, if we talk to her dad, she’s got no reason to keep quiet. Either way, if we go over there now, he ain’t gonna be worried that his daughter’s bullying Scoots, ‘cause it’s gonna be, ‘What the hay were you doing threatenin’ my child?’ And while I got no problem with you learnin’ that actions have consequences, I’ll be darned if Scootaloo doesn’t need ya around.”
Rainbow Dash bristled at her friend’s summation. She protected Scoots, and instead of getting a pat on the back from a pony who darn well knew what family meant, she was being upbraided. The anti-authoritarian attitude that had gotten her in trouble as a filly reared its ugly head. “What’s your deal, AJ? I solved the problem. Anypony who messes with Scoots, has to deal with me, that’s the way it is,” she said, glaring daggers at the farm pony.
“Oh, grow up RD! Ya ain’t a filly anymore. You don’t get to threaten a child, no matter what they did.”
“Whatever. You just don’t understand,” Rainbow said, less under her breath than she intended.
Applejack glared at Rainbow, and if looks could kill, Rainbow wouldn’t have been dead, but she would have certainly been on life-support. “Ah’m gonna ignore the way you just suggested that you love yer family more than Ah love mine, cause it ain’t a competition.” Applejack took a deep breath, and when she spoke again the edge to her voice was somewhat blunted. “Did you know we used to raise sheep on this farm?”
“No, I didn’t know that. But what does that have to do with telling me how stupid I was?” Rainbow replied, unwilling to accept Applejack’s ceasefire.
“Oh believe you me ah’m getting to that part. Before we bought the south orchard, we rented it as grazing land for a small herd of sheep, and ‘cause it’s near the Everfree Forest, we needed a sheepdog to scare away the timberwolves.”
“Winona?”
Applejack smiled fondly as she thought about her faithful companion. “Naw, Winona’s just a pet, and a great one in her own way, but she doesn’t do any real work. This was when I was just a filly, not even as old as Scoots and Apple Bloom are now. Winona’s daddy was a dog named Rider; he was a sheep dog, and a mighty good one at that. My hoof to Celestia, Ah saw him stare down a timberwolf three times his size once. Anyways the sheep never did much like Rider, and ah couldn’t figure out why. So ah went ta Pa and asked him why the sheep didn’t like Rider. After all, he protected them from the timberwolves.”
“Hey, Scoots likes me plenty!” Rainbow interjected with more than a trace of indignation.
“Ah know she does, sug’. Jus’ let me finish my story. It ain’t like we got anywhere to go today. This is what Pa told me: it’s not that the sheep didn’t like Rider, but they couldn’t help but be a little scared of him. What with the pointy ears an’ sharp teeth, they’d assume he was a timber wolf if they didn’t know any better. He had to be scary looking, after all, ‘cause timberwolves don’t scare easy, but that same fierceness that protected the sheep could have easily been on the other side of the glade, and they knew it.”
“I swear, AJ, I have no idea what nugget of Apple-bred wisdom you’re trying to get me to learn, but so far, all I’ve heard is you tell a story about some sheep and a dog,” Rainbow said with an exasperated sigh.
“My point is that you can be downright scary sometimes Dash, and when you get angry, it’s not hard to imagine you on the other side of the glade!” Applejack snapped back.
Rainbow Dash sat down on her haunches, unable to come up with a response. Sure, she was tough and brash, but that’s just who she was. The idea that her friends might actually be scared of her made her feel definitely not-awesome. If she didn’t know any better, she would think that her present feeling could be described as being somewhere between guilt and shame.
Applejack tried to smile reassuringly, aware of the the unintended effect of her outburst . “I know you’re a good sort, and believe me, when those changelings attacked, Ah was mighty glad you were on our side. But, do ya think that maybe, when you scared that little filly, she felt just a little like Scootaloo when she was being hurt?” Applejacks voice dropped to just above a whisper. “Helpless and scared. I don’t care what kinda spoiled brat ya are; ain’t no filly ever deserves to feel that.”
“She hurt Scootaloo...” Rainbow said without much conviction, her last gasp at trying to justify her actions.
“Doesn’t make what you did okay. Pa used to say something about two wrongs not makin’ a right, too,” Applejack finished softly.
“Have you ever been scared of me? Has Applebloom?” Rainbow asked, looking to her friend in earnest, more than a little scared at what the response might be.
Applejack looked at Rainbow with the concern she felt for the pegasus written plainly on her face, trying to let her expression convince Rainbow of the sincerity of her words . “Aw shucks sugarcube, any pony who meets you can tell within ten minutes you ain’t nothin but a big blue marshmallow. I ain't never been anything but glad to be your friend. But Ah’m guessin’ that lil’ one doesn’t know that about ya.”
“I just wanted to protect Scootaloo,” Rainbow said quietly.
“I know ya did, but that don’t change the fact that you just wrote Tiara a get out of trouble free card, and that ain’t what she needed. Ya gone an’ mucked this one up, Rainbow.”
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Why can't anything good happen to Rainbow and Scoots in this series?
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But that would be:
This coming from Applejack who doesn't even talk to Rich about Diamond's bullying when her sister is a victim too?
Well that was stupid. AJ should of been on her way to Filthy's ASAP instead of dilly daddling with the scooter and Rainbow should of trusted her friend instead of flying off the handle and handing DT an get-out-of-jail free card on a silver platter. What a flaming load
Enjoyed the chapter! Don't know what else to say
Congrats on the feature!
I understand the whole slippery slope concept and all that, but I just do not buy into it.
I was the target of bullys for years when I was younger, and I tried every nice way possible to get them to stop.
I talk to them, ingored them, talked to the teachers, talked to my parents, talked to their parents, had a sit down with everybody involved, and the bullying still continued
Want to know when the bullying finally stopped?
It stopped when I fought back.
I am not saying that fighting is always the answer, but in my experience every bully I encountered only stopped after I stopped being nice.
Look at the stallion that hurt Scootaloo...he did not listen...
Diamond will most likely be the same way.
There is the possibility that Diamond is still young enough to change, and AJ is correct in that one can easily become what they hate if they are not careful
Bullying is a complex issue with no easy solutions
4801199 I completely agree and I would like to add my own experience into your argument. At high school I was a bit overweight but it was OK I guess, I still had "friends" as in people that I can talk to but weren't actually really friendly but there were these other guys that would go out of their way to make me upset. It mostly happened during PE. One day after PE we were waiting for the teacher to come and unlock the changing rooms and about 6 other guys started picking on me. It kept getting worse until I just snapped. I tried to choke one of them but I didn't really have the finger strength do do any really damage. They kicked me off the guy quickly enough but apparently the fact that I was capable of actually trying to fight back scared them off and I never heard any crap form them ever again.
There's a saying I like, Sticks and stone will break my bones but words will destroy me from the inside out.
A more truthful alternative the rhyme Sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me
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4801199 Bullying is a complex issue and I've been bullied, it stopped when we grew up. But the story I was thinking of when I wrote this chapter wasn't about me it was about "Joe" (No I don't know why I won't use real names since it doesn't matter but it feels better to give everyone aliases just to be safe). There was a bully at my school named "Alex". Alex was mean, he wasn't that popular, he wasn't good at sports, he wasn't even that big and scary. We were in seventh grade and Alex was just a cruel human being who enjoyed making others miserable. He tormented me and several other kids, one of them an 8th grader named "Joe", (usually calling him some variation of gay). One day Joe started crying after another round of Alex telling him how much he must enjoyed butt sex. So Joe's friend "Kyle" found Alex, shoved him against the locker and pulled a knife on him, saying "If you ever make fun of my friend again I will stab you".
Good job Kyle, right? Nope. Kyle got expelled. Alex got a lecture about being nice and continued being an asshole (there are rumors that Alex's mother demanded the school expel Kyle but its unclear how true that is). And at the time I hated that decision, Alex was at fault! I thought. Later I realized (as we were reminiscing about Alex) that it wasn't a hard decision for the principle to make. You don't get to pull a knife on another student, no matter what the situation is.
So I figured Rainbow Dash would absolutely confront DT in a very "I will end you" kind of way because that's how she is. And she would be wrong. She's an adult, DT is a kid. Rest assured I'm not done with this story line.
4800875 Yep
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4800984 Thanks
Good chapter, honestly I forgot about this story so i'll need to re-read the story at some point.
well - and - makes + (1--1= 1+1= 2) but we weren't talking about math of course
anyway I remember 4-5 years ago when I was 10 a teenage girl bullied me, and my sister (19 at the time) saw that and she just screamed at the girl and threatened her, for if she ever bullied me again! and later the girls mom and her brother (the girl included) came at the door (I have no idea how they knew where we lived
) and scolding were scolding my sister off for scaring her 'little girl' so they had an argument on who was right, they didn't really care that she bullied me apparently.. But it was hilarious to watch! 
so my sister won the argument.. and I had one bully less (haha! She avoided me!)
but other guys beat me up and if my sister threatened them they just lay of a week or two
don't really like those guys.. guess it works differently on different people..
so.. yeah! great story! it's great! But I already said that..
bye! 
I never know how to end comments..
The only problem here is that it actually DOES. And more than just okay, I'd say. Applejack obviously have no point there, at least in my eyes.
Eh. Going to talk to Filthy likely would've been a waste of time anyways. Telling the teacher/parent/adult only works if they actually do something and the kid actually cares. Diamond Tiara has already shown a willingness to escalate. Bringing it to her father would probably just get her to push Scootaloo harder.
Some people you just can't reason with. They refuse to truly engage in conventional forms of communication or even consider you an actual person. They'll only really listen to a boot to the face, when they're made to feel the consequences of their actions. Thats how they want it, so thats how they get it. They made their bed and now they have to bleed in it.
So I vote RD teaching Scootaloo her kung-fu(she has a black belt apparently), and letting her defend herself next DT starts up.
4801549 Throwing someone into a locker and pulling a knife on them are two very different types of threats. (I realize your example had both but hear me out) One is "if you keep this up I will physically hurt you and make you stop" and the other is "if you don't stop I will kill you". One is obviously more serious than the other. Of course an idiot who makes a serious death threat will get expelled. If the threat had been the first type, expulsion wouldn't have happened. If it was the first type of threat then it's perfectly justified. "I'll make you regret this" and "I'll kill you for this" are just so drastically different.
Also, going to authority or hoping for the system to sort things out by reporting things almost never works. The way Rainbow worded things, in my opinion, is perfectly fine and I for one think that she was completely in the right. She was calm - civil even - and basically said "if bad things happen I will react accordingly". You can't honestly tell me that Applejack wouldn't have reacted passionately to something like that happening to Applebloom
Amazing story you tricked everyone for that you deserve... IDK this...
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At that level, very true. The people involve would have to want to solve it. They actually just want it to go away or at least stop making so much noise. So you'll get teachers and principals who'll do the absolute minimum(to avoid a law suit) and the problem just keeps on going.
I myself have been blamed for being bullied, by the goddamn principal.
4802995 I'm all for Scootaloo training in hoof to hoof combat with Rainbow! Then all we need is for DT to throw the first punch and Scoot can act in self defense
I do think Filthy Rich might be reasonable... DT not so much. She's spoiled rotten and unless her father is watching her she probably wouldn't act any different than the way she normally does.
Darn, I've caught up again.
Complicated issues going all around here.
Between the flying, bullying, trauma, custody, threats, and mom... there's so much going on. ^^
MY NAME IS GUNNERY SEARGENT SCOOTALOO AND I WILL BE YOUR SEINOR DRILL INSTRUCTOR!
4814375 that's the idea. I enjoy ambiguity.
4837961 if I could have found a way to include a THESE ARE MY WINGS, THERE ARE MANY LIKE THEM, BUT THESE ARE MINE. I would have.
I think the way Rainbow handled Diamond was wrong, but as Scootaloo's de facto guardian and protector at this time she had every right to get in Diamond's face and say "I know what you did. It was unacceptable and it will NOT happen again." What Diamond did could be considered criminal assault and destruction of property if she wasn't below whatever the legal age of majority is for Equestria. Even then since there was physical proof and an admission of guilt from one of the parties involved a judge could probably sentence Diamond to time at a juvenile detention center.
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Rainbow was justified (albeit not very eloquent or forward thinking) up until the threat. That's where the crossed she line.
I really am enjoying this, but sometimes the emotions are laid on too thick.
As I keep reading this, I keep being struck by the emotional openness and security of some of the characters, especially RD and for some reason Apple Bloom.
With Rainbow, I always saw her as a person of action. She hugs and snuggles when she feels its called for, but she's not the one to initiate usually. Nothing in the story outright sounds like something she wouldn't do, it just sounds too frequent. Maybe if it was better balanced out with things like, taking out her frustrations on a punching bag at the gym when she gets frustrated. Clechie perhaps, but it would show a better balancing contrast for a character who's not known for cuddling.
With Apple Bloom, letting Silver Spoon go because she was just a lacky and then saying she would have a reckoning with DT... that was really mature. I don't mean to say it sounded like the right thing, but just that it sounded very adult. Too adult if you ask me. Remember she's about eight, she's protecting a traumatized friend and let's not forget someone she pretty much hates that's directly involved with her current problems had the nerve to walk onto her family's property and right up to her club house. I about expected her to throw SP off the balcony. Maybe that's unrealistic considering AB's disposition too, it's not like she's mentally unstable, but at least shouting or cussing or a guilt trip sounds pretty likely.
Even though the episode synopsis for one of the upcoming episodes of the season strongly hints that DT will finally get some character development, I still feel like a scene that has RD confront her like she did in this chapter NEEDS to be in the actual show at some point.
Zap apples are kinda blue...
Move down a line.
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Applebloom >> Apple Bloom.
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There's a lot of I's that need to be Ah's in the Apple dialogs, and a few ah's that need to be capped.
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On one hoof, I can sympathise with Dashie's actions towards Deets. On the other hoof, she really did muck up bad. At least where Deets is concerned.
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And rainbow themed.