The Middle
“Today is the day…” Scootaloo whispered to herself as she buckled her helmet on. She stretched her hind legs then her forelegs, holding each pose until she felt limber. Sweat dripped down her brow only to be wiped away by her hoof. The past couple of days had been hotter than usual and today was no exception, but that came nowhere close to making her want to take a break from practicing.
Their sleepover had gone off without a hitch, and she had slept like a rock next to Sweetie Belle. They had spent the rest of the weekend crusading, and like usual, none of them had gotten their cutie marks.
There wasn’t a single cloud in the sky, letting the hot summer sun beat upon Scootaloo’s back. She’d been at it for nearly an hour already, getting in her morning practice run before she and her friends went to school. They were supposed to be getting up sometime soon, but she didn’t see them anywhere.
As the sun started to rise above the horizon behind her, Scootaloo stretched her wings and tightened her grip on the scooter. She eyed the ramp that lay ahead of her, a good thirty feet away. This time, she had made sure that this one was stable, unlike the one that had caused her to have that accident. She flapped her wings as hard as she could and pushed off, gaining speed quickly. Her injuries hurt for a brief moment, but she pushed the pain away and concentrated on what she was doing. The ramp came closer and closer, and before she knew it she was soaring through the air.
Scootaloo took the briefest of moments to enjoy the sensation of feeling weightless. It wasn’t often that she got to feel this way, so she cherished every time she launched herself into the air. As she felt herself reach the peak of her jump, she kicked the bottom part of the scooter out from under her, whipping it around two times before she caught it, nailing the trick with less than half a second to spare.
Phew! That was close! Scootaloo thought as she let her knees flex, taking the impact as she landed. She grunted as pain shot out from her left hind leg, but she kept things under control. Her scooter wobbled for a couple seconds, and just as she felt like she was about to fall off, she slid a hoof off of the platform and dug it into the ground, pushing as hard as she could to slow herself down.
“Hey, nice trick, Scootaloo!” she heard Apple Bloom call out. Lifting her head with a smile, Scootaloo looked back over her shoulder to see her friends back by the ramp. Apple Bloom was standing at its peak, her forehooves perched right on the lip of the ramp. “Is that the one you wanted to show us?”
“Yeah!” Scootaloo called back. Her muscles trembled with exhaustion, but she felt like she had it in her for one more go. “Wanna see me do it again?”
“Sure!” Apple Bloom said, her voice teeming with excitement.
“Shouldn’t we get going to school guys?” Sweetie Belle asked. “We only have about ten minutes to get across town.”
“Yeesh, is it that late already?” Scootaloo asked as she pushed herself over to where her friends stood. She hooked up the old wagon to her scooter and waited for her friends to hop in. “Don’t worry, we’ll get there in time!”
Staying true to her word, Scootaloo got the three of them to school in a jiffy with only a minute left to spare. The school day went like any other Monday: boring and uneventful. Well, uneventful until the end of the day, that is.
The three of them walked outside, the school bell ringing from the top of the schoolhouse marking the end of the school day. Since they had spent the entire weekend crusading, they all decided that they should take a day off, so everypony simply went their separate ways.
“Hey sis, I’m home!” Sweetie Belle called out as she walked into the Carousel Boutique. She was staying with Rarity for the week while their parents were on vacation. She didn’t hear her sister call back but she did hear the sound of a sewing machine coming from upstairs, so she shrugged and cantered into the kitchen.
Her saddlebag feeling a tad bit too heavy, she lit her horn and focused her attention on the strap between the two bags, just like Princess Twilight had taught her. A faint green aura appearing around it, she fed more power into the spell, starting to struggle a bit as her heavy books fought to keep her from succeeding. Sweetie Belle was determined to not give up, so she grit her teeth and put even more power into the spell. She felt her saddlebag start to rise from her back by a few inches, and she was just barely able to lift it high enough to allow her to walk out from under it.
She took a few steps forward and released the bag with a groan, letting it fall to the floor with a dull thud. “Hm… I think now is as good a time as ever to get an after-school snack!” she said happily as she pulled open the refrigerator. She scanned the shelves for anything but didn’t see anything good.
“Oh, I know! Rarity probably has some ice cream in the freezer!” Sweetie Belle darted over to the kitchen table and used her head to push one of the chairs over, taking care to not hit her horn on the hard wood. She got the chair into position and hopped on it. Lighting her horn, she pulled open the freezer with a lot less difficulty and smiled as her eyes fell upon her prize.
Tub after tub of varying flavors of ice cream lined the entire freezer. Sweetie Belle giggled as she pulled out the one closest to her. Vanilla? Nah, let’s get something better… she thought as she reached into the back of the freezer. A few moments passed in silence as she rummaged around with a hoof.
Oh, here we go! Rocky Road; perfect! Sweetie Belle grabbed the entire tub and hopped off of the chair. She pushed it back to the table and grabbed a spoon from the drawer next to the sink and went into the living room. She hopped on the couch and settled down on her back, laying her head on a thick pillow as she popped open the lid.
Seeing its smooth, unblemished surface made Sweetie Belle’s stomach rumble, so with a grin, she plunged the spoon into the tub. She closed her eyes and smiled as she put the first scoop of many into her mouth, savoring the sweet taste of the treat. It only took her a few minutes to eat nearly half of the container, and when she heard her sister’s hooves come down the stairs, her eyes shot open.
She saw what she did, and she had little time to hide Rarity’s ice cream. Sweetie Belle sighed, knowing that she was surely going to get caught. She knew her older sister hated it when ponies took her stuff without permission, and that’s exactly what she had done. To top it all off, she had grabbed her sister’s favorite flavor.
“H-hey sis!” she called out nervously. She put the lid back on the bucket of ice cream and pushed it behind her, hoping her sister wouldn’t see it. Rarity walked around the corner a couple of seconds later.
“Ah, hello there, Sweetie Belle!” Rarity said as she made a beeline to the kitchen. “Have a good day at school?”
“Yeah, I guess.” She cringed as she heard the freezer door open. She heard Rarity rummage around inside of it.
“Sweetie Belle? Do you know where my favorite ice cream is? I just bought some at the store this morning, and I don’t see it in here...” Rarity walked into the living room and spotted the carton sitting behind her sister. The look on Rarity’s face made it quite apparent that she wasn’t happy with her.
Sweetie Belle gulped.
Scootaloo pushed herself around town on her scooter, her thoughts all muddled. She liked the feeling of snuggling with her friend, and she’d be lying to herself if she said she didn’t want to do it again. She had gotten out of school a few hours ago and was still simply bored out of her mind, so she decided to swing by the Carousel Boutique to see if Sweetie Belle wanted to go do something.
She started to feel a bit nervous as she approached Rarity’s place of business. Although she’d come here more times than she could count, this time felt rather different. Her wanting to snuggle more made her bite her cheek as she raised a hoof to knock. As she struggled to figure out what to say, the door opened before her hoof struck the door. Rarity stepped out, looking all flustered.
“Eating half of my favorite ice cream without asking for permission...” Rarity muttered before she noticed Scootaloo standing to the side. “That is simply unacceptable.”
“Hey R-Rarity, is Sweetie Belle home?” Scootaloo asked hopefully.
“Oh! I’m sorry, Scootaloo, but Sweetie Belle is in big trouble right now.” Rarity pulled a rack of covered clothes out of the foyer of the boutique with her magic and shut the door behind her. “I am afraid that she cannot come out and play right now, and won’t be able to until I come back from my trip in a couple of days.”
“Oh... okay then,” Scootaloo said softly. She flicked her ears back and let her head droop in defeat as she walked back over to her shoulder. She pretended to mess with her helmet until she was sure Rarity had vanished around the corner. Scootaloo dropped her helmet next to her scooter and scurried over to one of the ground-floor windows. She poked her muzzle under the bottom of the window and nudged it upwards, and much to her relief, it slid open a few inches.
Yes! Her back hooves scraped against the wood of the building as she pushed herself up. She shoved the window open further with a hoof then slid inside, landing on her face with a soft ‘oomph’. Scootaloo shut the window behind her then flicked an ear about, trying to figure out where her friend was.
Not a moment later, she heard the sounds of somepony throwing up coming from upstairs. Knowing that it had to be Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo’s eyebrows furrowed in concern as she scampered upstairs. She turned the corner, and stopped in front of the closed bathroom door.
“Sw-Sweetie Belle?” Scootaloo hesitantly called out, pressing her right ear against the door. She heard sobbing from inside, so she cautiously pushed against the door. Luckily enough, it swung open. “Are you okay?”
“Go aw-ay-hay-hay!” Sweetie Belle sobbed as she threw up in the toilet. Her mane was a mess and held flecks of barf, but it seemed like she didn’t care.
Scootaloo stood stock still, not sure what to do. She spotted something shiny in Sweetie Belle’s hooves, and it looked like she was trying to force it down her throat. “Hey, stop that!” she yelled, momentarily stunning her friend. As Sweetie Belle turned to look back at her, Scootaloo spied a spoon in her hoof. Looking at her with concern etched all over her face, she swatted it out of her grasp. “What do you think you’re doing?!” A sour pungent smell hit her nostrils, making her crinkle her nose. She flushed the toilet to get rid of the smell and turned back to find her friend pushing her out of the bathroom.
“Just leave me alone!” Sweetie Belle yelled at her.
Scootaloo froze, unsure of what to do. Her friend stared at her, tears threatening to pour down her face at any moment. She felt so helpless at that moment. Her eyes danced across Sweetie Belle’s face, trying to figure out what she was going to do next, but when she saw her face relax just slightly, she quickly closed the distance between them and pulled Sweetie Belle into a hug.
Sweetie Belle feebly protested for a couple of seconds then gave up, instead choosing to sob into Scootaloo’s shoulder. Scootaloo felt Sweetie Belle start to slip from her grasp, so she sat down next to her, hoping to comfort her friend.
They laid there for many minutes, but Scootaloo would have sat there till the end of time if it meant making her friend feel better. Though after a couple more minutes, Sweetie Belle’s sobs slowly died out.
“Uh... Sweets?” Scootaloo asked, gently shaking her back with a hoof. Soft snoring answered her. “Oh... hehe. She cried herself to sleep...” She stood up and went back to the bathroom, grabbed a washcloth, and started cleaning Sweetie Belle’s face and mane. When that was done, she tossed it in the sink and carefully pulled Sweetie Belle onto her back, balancing her between her two spread wings.
Scootaloo walked as softly and quietly as she could, taking care to not let Sweetie Belle slip off of her back. She walked her to her bedroom and then clambered onto the bed, nearly losing her balance in the process. Sweetie Belle mumbled something and twitched in her sleep, but Scootaloo paid that no mind. The sun was already starting to set, so she pulled back the sheets on Sweetie Belle’s bed and tucked her in.
She looked so peaceful sleeping there, and though Scootaloo so desperately wanted to find out what was wrong with Sweetie Belle, she knew that now was not the best time to press her with questions that would surely stress her out more. No, she needed time to sleep and recuperate.
Knowing that Rarity wouldn’t be back for at least a couple of days, Scootaloo figured that she should stick around. In her mind, Sweetie Belle needed her help, and as one of her closest friends, Scootaloo knew that she wouldn’t leave her side until she found out what was going on. That’s what friends do for each other, after all; they watch out for each other.
So with that thought in mind, she lay down next to her friend and snuggled up against her, just like they had done a few nights ago in the tree house. “Ain’t gonna lie... your bed is a lot more comfortable than the floor of the tree house, Sweetie...” Scootaloo whispered. She usually didn’t go to bed so early, but if it meant staying by her friend’s side, then she would do it. Besides, it had been a while since she had gotten a good night of sleep.
Scootaloo slid up close to her friend and gently wrapped a hoof over her friend’s forelegs, then she tucked her friend’s head into the crook of her neck. Though she wasn’t really that tired, her friend’s warmth quickly pulled her towards the world of dreams. Right before she fell asleep though, she thought back to what she had caught her friend doing. She grimaced as she saw Sweetie Belle pushing the spoon down her throat to throw up in her mind’s eye. Scootaloo had half a mind to wake Sweetie Belle up to ask her about it, but decided against it. In stark contrast to just a few minutes ago, Sweetie Belle looked too blissful to wake up as she slept in her embrace.
Scootaloo bit her lower lip and nuzzled the back of Sweetie Belle’s head, determined to find out what was going on when they woke up.
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Daw...cute ending.
But hoo boy, are you going to get commentary on what Scoot caught Sweetie doing...
6264244 I know, and if they stick around, they're gonna get a great ending.
Hoo boy, that must've been some amazing ice cream to piss her off that much.
6264503 You missed this:
6264522 Well buck me to the moon so I did. That's what I get for reading while eating a messy sammich.
She's going to leave Sweetie alone in her Boutique for two days?
That seems -- risky.
Sweetie Belle still thinks she's fat, doesn't she. That's why she was trying to throw the ice cream up.
Well, this can only end well.
Poor Sweetie.
This fic is almost too cute to read in one sitting with a heart attack.
Poor Sweetie Belle..
EDIT: I saw what you did there at the end of the chapter..
we need more Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle cuddle/shipping stories. They are in short supply.
Rarity is just gonna leave sweetie alone for a couple of days?
I'm 15 and I know that my parents would allow that..
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My parents did. Though Sweetie might be a bit younger then that.
i was sooo scared sweetie was doing something stupid. but then i realized " their foals!" what could they do that's so bad. and i saw her throwing up.
yup sweets, guilt can make you sick.
Oh dear, we didn't see the conversation between Rarity and Sweetie but I'm betting Rarity said something like"eating all that icecream will make you fat". Obviously she was just trying to discourage Sweetie a little and had no idea how badly Sweetie would take it. She's going to hate herself when she finds out what she's done. I'd like to see a scene where Scootaloo scolds Rarity for being so insensitive.
This was so awesome. The only thing that could gave made it better would be a scene where rarity is scolding sweetie belle for eating her ice cream and mistakingly mentions her weight which causes sweetie more emotional harm.
Can't wait for the next update.
Awwww mane that was adorable 8D
Nice job, nice job.
Man, Sweets, whatchu doing gurl? Dx
Those implications of the bathroom scene... Sweetie, cut it out. Fast. That's not how you make thing better.
But that ending, so cute!
That was soooo damn cute!
6266451 Ya know, I had thought about it, but I decided against it because i felt that it would lessen the impact.
So... Rarity is leaving Sweetie Belle alone for the next two or so days? But she is staying with Rarity because their parents are on vacation and believe she is too young to be on her own. Rarity is just as irresponsible as Sweetie Belle.
You mean her "scooter", right? Because what you have sounds like it would be painful.
Clever plug.
Rarity is not only irresponsible, she is a selfish dumb-ass. Though, I just may be looking at the wrong side of the coin. Maybe she trusts Sweetie Belle enough to fulfill her punishment on her own and not get into further trouble while she is away.
...
No, I am going to stick with irresponsible, selfish dumb-ass.
~KBO.
6267879 Fixed that, thanks.
Hmm, we written, but I have to agree with Neko Majin C's comment about Rarity being irresponsible. Unless you count the IDW comic where Rarity leaves her at home (alone?) while she has an ear infection, it just seems a little out of character for just to leave Sweetie by herself for a few days. Just my opinion though.
I do like little mischief maker Scoots, breaking in to the most fashionable prison to try and see the sole inmate.
So Rarity just up and LEFT? And she left Sweetie Belle at home ALONE?
Just so you know Flutterpony has lost his shit. Not only have they made a new cp group just because of the new rule change in the folcon group, but he added this story to it as well. I really just can't understand what is so important about wanting to piss you off that he would go as far as that but I would seriously think about if Flutterpony is mentally stable enough to know when to stop this bullshit.
Besides that, this is a cute story. Keep it up~
6282079 I have no idea what the fuck his problem is. He added this story to the main foalcon group months ago, and I only became aware of that recently. Then when I asked for it to be removed, and he didn't respond in a timely fashion, I asked a mod to remove it for me. I thought that was the end of it, because I've never had a problem with asking people to remove my story from any group before. But when Flutterpony got back on, he saw that it was already removed and sent me this message:
So as far as I can tell, he made a change to the group's rules to "give him the right" to add it back in, even after I explicitly told him in no uncertain terms that I did not want him to do that. Also, hiding the tiles of what groups a story is in is unacceptable to me. What if someone hits your car and puts a nice long scratch in it? You call up the insurance company, but instead of them fixing it so it looks brand new, they give you a sticker that covers it up completely that matches your paint color. See how bullshit that is? That's literally what this guy suggested that I do with my story.
So, I can only assume that since Flutterpony got demoted from admin of the main foalcon group, he went and made a new foalcon group and put my story in it just so he could get his way, just like a little ten year old boy screaming at his mommy because he couldn't get a cookie.
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That's exactly how I see this. If it were me I would alert one of the site mods about this for a few reasons, first being Flutterpony is only caring about one thing which is what he wants while not giving a single care to respecting others, nor following rules.
Secondly, it looks like to me he is personally going after you for all this. He knows how you feel on this and refuses to see reason or compromise (add on the fact he made his own group just to do what he wants further proves this fact).
Thirdly, I've seen Flutterpony personally go out of his way just to piss off people and this is just his latest stunt. I really think he should be banned and his new group deleted by site mods but since this is not my story I cannot.
Finally let me say I truly love your writing and it pains me to see assholes like Flutterpony do whatever they can to try to bring others down to their level. If you do remove this story from fimfic, by all means that is your right, all I hope is that it will not come to that.
Godspeed, Abyss.
While I'm glad Scoots was able to help Sweetie... she needs to talk to an adult about this so Sweetie can get the help she needs. I suggest Twilight, simply because Twilight would be able to tell Sweetie how much food she needs to eat for a safe diet and how much excercise she needs to burn excess fat.
6264568 Yeah, Sweetie is going to have to cook for herself... can you say "burned down botique???"
6267879 Going to agree with you on Rarity being a selfish irresponsible dumbass, at least when it doesn't come to her business.
Awww, the ending was so cute. I want more! I hope Sweetie learns that there's no shame in being fat and accepts herself for being fat.
Cute story and all, but when I heard the word "Rocky Road" I gagged. I don't want to share the details, but let's just say my last encounter with that flavor wasn't the best.
So in my mind, the flavor in the story is sherbet. Why? I'unno.
6308271 It is a short story. 1 more chapter to go.
Not going to lie, I cried a little on the inside when I saw the hiatus message. Mainly because having a small circle of… perculiar friends, many of whom with eating disorders, addictions and razor blades, I wanted to see the story arch with good-old fashioned roman techniques as soon as possible.
Great story, take my like.
~Squiggle-Squiggle~
Yet again another masterpiece. *Sigh*. It is stories like these that brought me closer to the fandom. But is this the last?
Any ways back to total serious mode. Rarity I'm sorry but you hit a new all time low as a sister. You just go and leave Sweetie. And I hate to say it but how do we know it is not Rarities fault for Sweetie's over eating problem? I mean Miss drama queen keeps a whole freezer full of Ice cream tubs and we all know what happens when she get really bad.
Solid writing and adorableness, my weakness!
Scootaloo seems slightly off, if only because she's pretty much immediately a cuddle-bug with no mention of feelings for Sweetie Belle before the story. I mean, we're talking about the filly that tries to avoid group hugs.
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*sigh* I really need to stop reading comments that aggravate me when I don't really have time to answer and to engage into a lengthy conversation that will undoubtedly come out of it. But now that I read this..... I just have to answer it.
I can only defend Flutterpony in this. Do you even know him enough to make such statements about him?
I know him much better than you. And he is one of the most kind persons I ever met on this planet. You will hardly ever find a person like him, an admin even, who is so patient, cares so much about the stuff he's doing and puts so much heart into it and who has always such an open ear for the groups' members that it's almost unbelievable. And yet here you are, not knowing anything about him and basically calling him the worst person on earth with your fanclub (to which I don't count myself, even though I'm interested in your stories) and pick on him and insult him just because he refused to remove your fic from the group.
The reason why he is against it that stories from groups get removed by authors requests is because those groups are made for the readers to find fics easier, not for the authors to get exposure (which does happen, but is really just a side effect) and because he doesn't want to remove a good fic just because an author gets prissy over it that his fic is linked on the same site it was published on.
And especially with the group he took care of I can understand his decision and support it fully.
Because way too many people are like "Eww, Foalcon! I don't want my fics being associated with such a group and that it's read by the weirdos there, because I'm CLEARLY BETTER than those foalfuckers and fillyfiddlers!" and if he gives in one time to such an author when he demands the fic to get removed because of the group being about Foalcon, other authors would jump onto the bandwagon too and the group could easily find itself without the SFW stories that make up a huge part of it.
And I know that this was your reason too. I'm expecting now an answer alá "Oh, no, I don't care what they do over there, it's just my story and I have the right to decide where it is and made the decision that I don't want it in the group.", but seriously, just cut it!
Don't even begin with it.
I've talked to the guys there and to Flutterpony yesterday and the day before after I returned to the group after my five months absence and I was informed in detail about it what happened, what a tantrum you threw and how you sent your followers into the group to ignite a flamewar in order to turn around the situation in your favor, like your own, personal little army.
The reason why you did this is what I wrote above, the group is about Foalcon, you are unable to tolerate and accept people who like something different than you and whose taste you don't share and you express your disgust over them and your feeling of superiority against the "lesser foalfuckers" by keeping your fics away from the group.
This is you basking in your imagined superiority, nothing more. Do you really think you are better than those people? Better than us there? Because of not liking porn about cartoon horses that are underaged?
Jesus Christ, must the high horse you're sitting on be big! I don't think it's height can be measured with any method humanity invented.
Do you really, really think you're better? Have you ever talked to those people in the group? Do you know people who like Foalcon?
Have you ever, even just for a short moment, considered that Foalcon lovers are not people who run around and molest children in their freetime just because they go off on fictional porn with cartoon horses?
I was already in many different areas of the fandom and I can tell you with the experience that you don't have that those bronies in this group are exactly like all the other bronies anywhere else in the fandom; you meet the nice, you meet the complicated, you meet the persons who are rude and insult you. They are the same as anywhere else. They are the same kind of people that live in your fandom circles, the same kind of people like your friends. If you don't believe me that and still think that you and all your followers here who hate on Flutterpony and the group members are better..... then your horse is even higher than I thought.
And, fact is also, often, those people there are better than the average, not Foalcon-loving brony, because with being part of a minority like that and being exposed to the critique and the weird looks they get as such, they understand a lot better how tolerance of different interests and people with different mindsets is important and why it is important.
Something that you lack, Abyss. Again: Do you think you are better than those people? Just for not liking something they do?
You aren't better, Abyss. You aren't.
If you like it or not, those people are bronies like you and they sit in the same boat as you.
And with the way YOU act, the way you treat Flutterpony and indirectly the group members too, you don't have any rights to make those claims about Flutterpony.
He wanted to keep your fic there even though you said you don't want to have it there, because he was thinking of the readers of the group, to guarantee that they have one more enjoyable fic to read and that the group itself is one good fic richer and that this situation can stay intact like that.
He threw his admin status out of the window, sacrificed it basically for the group and the readers there, and took on the risk of making a whole new Foalcon group, after all the successes he had with his first one, the risk to fail with this group because it can't compete with the original group, all to save this one, good fic for the group and it's readers.
He was thinking and taking into consideration a lot of people here and took great risks for them.
And you? You only thought on yourself. You didn't care about the exposure of your fic, you didn't care about it that the Foalcon group has readers who might like your fic, you pretended to be better than them and, with the demand to remove your fic, you expressed that the people there don't deserve to read your fic because they don't share your mindset.
You are selfish. You are egocentric. You are egoistic. You are entitled. You are arrogant.
You think that the world only revolves around you. And you have an unhealthy amount of superiority complex.
What Flutterpony did (and does) was/is right. Cause no author breaks a nail over it when his fic is featured somewhere (no, has even advantages from that), especially not if it's an author who is caught up in his arrogance, his entitlement and his perceived superiority so much that he thinks that he is better than members of a specific group with specific interests and that the people don't deserve to read his fics, like you are one.
What you did wasn't right. You just acted for your own selfish interests and you gave not a single shit if you cause others' harm with it, resulting in it that you brought a very good group admin into big trouble, that you caused that he was demoted as an admin and had to give up what he worked on for years and that you practically caused it that one of the oldest groups on FIMFicton.net is basically dying out now by forcing Flutterpony to make a new group and taking the ones who are loyal to him (which are pretty much all the active members in the group) with him there.
Ironically, you even caused Stormhoof, the one who even sided with you, problems now (not that I pity him for that, he is as guilty as you are and deserves the consequences), because, as I said, the group he founded is basically dying from inactivity now.
And all that for what? Because you don't wanted to have your fic, one fic, associated with "foalfuckers".
You are a terrible person, Abyss.
End of story. That's all I have to say. Don't waste my time with excuses in a lengthy comment.
And consider yourself having lost a fan with me, before I even really became a big fan of you.
I already had my reservations about you after you let an EQD pre-reader talk you into changing your story based on his own, subjective taste and you ruined your story quite a bit with that, but this now was the last straw for me.
Because before I support an entitled, arrogant SJW like you, Abyss, I rather throw myself into such one.
6414176 Flutterpony is a creepy bastard that defends pedophilia. Also tough shit. if an author does not want a story then respect that right and don't post it anyway. Also I do not want this shit being brought up again, because then it ends up being spoken about on the foalcon group. So drop it before we have another shit posting war on the group and I am forced to ban people because I would rather not.
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It's not an artist's/author's right to decide where his stuff gets linked, featured, uploaded (with credit, of course), submitted or whatever and I'm long against it now that this is considered as such a right.
Stories/pictures are there to be read/watched and should be seen by as many people as possible and everyone has the basic right to access such things without getting hindered by artist's/author's who limitate the access to their stuff.
And everyone has especially the right to not get discriminated by authors and artists who don't let him look at their stuff because they think they don't deserve it for whatever reason, based on their arrogance.
Aside, Foalcon is no pedophilia, and you are an idiot if you seriously claim it as such. Some problems with distincting between reality and fiction, huh? With that prospect, I would be more worried that you assault a little girl, because based on your mindset, you think that molesting a cartoon filly on paper is the same as molesting a girl in reality.
I want to see you say this to him outside of the Internet, right in front of him, where everyone can hear it and where defamatory laws are a lot easier to execute. But it's good that there is the Internet for insulting people, isn't it?
Both you and Abyss, as well as everyone else here who is part of her little army are nothing more than entitled and judgmental assholes who look on the people under them from the back of their skyscraper-sized horses and laugh about all the inferior little varmints that don't have such a great mindset than them.
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Yeah, that's the kind of intellectual answer I expected from you with your nose so high up into the air.
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Lol.
But let's see... what is the human equivalent of Fluttershy fucking a colt/filly? An adult having sex with a child. Last time I checked, that's pedophilia bro, and it's highly illegal for obvious reasons.
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Still ignoring the difference between fucking a child and drawing a cartoon filly getting fucked.
I don't think that you are really as stupid as you pretend to be here. You know the difference very well.
You're just searching for excuses to hate and to denounce people who don't fit into your limited world view as child molesters.
People like you disgust me. And do you know what? Scootaloo would be disgusted of you if she would know how you act.
Because unlike you, she is a smart filly and she understands the difference and that people don't deserve hate for what they do in fiction.
6414265 How is it foalcon. When there is no romance?
6414301 Pfft bro, you don't know who the fuck I am haha, so don't for one second think you know anything about me.
6414301 No Scootaloo as well as most ponies if they were real would be fucking disgusted by both you and other who like foalcon. Why because they are fucking foals. Stop using this bullshit to defend your fucking fetish. Everyone has weird fetishes but no one else tries to defend them like you people do.
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Then why are cartoon drawings of children getting boned illegal? They are not real, yet we all know why it illegal.
Realism dude. Do you even use it?
6414265 Dude if you're gonna write a novel you gotta expect that kind of response.
Brevity, mate. It's a thing.
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I know nothing about you? Hmm, that statement can be taken either as you confirming that you aren't so stupid to not know the difference, which would proof what I just said as right or, that I'm wrong and you are really so stupid that you don't understand the difference between drawing/writing porn and executing porn.
Either way, you come across like a fool. You should think before you write in the future.
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I can't speak for myself, but the way Flutterpony defines it, Foalcon is not always just porn and erotic, but refers to the romantic love between foals in general, even if it's just a little schoolyard crush with some kissing.
An admirable view, which shows that people who like Foalcon aren't bad, sex-obsessed monsters and that they have other interests too.
Which The Abyss can't see, of course, from so high up in the sky.
For her, people who like Foalcon are all bad, bad monsters who roam the streets at night and who break through the window into the rooms of little girls to rape them in their sleep and then disappear again like they were never there, after the unholy deed is done.
Edit: We Foalcon lovers also like waffles more than pancakes. See? That's how evil we are.
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6414336 Lol keep going, I'm having a blast.
6414265 Everyone has fetishes mate, we just don't spend every moment of the day trying to justify why it is normal or okay. Also we are not bullies that dude was an asshole. he made a new group and then instantly put Abyss story in it because he is a fucking sore loser. he used an alt to try and make it seem like he had more support and really kept defending how pedophiles are not sick or twisted.
6414336 My friend is into foalcon but he hates waffles
Your entire web of lies is unraveling at an alarming rate