Just Girls Talking...?
The hot July sun blazed down on Sweet Apple Acres.
"Ugh," Scootaloo complained as the Crusaders lay on the cool grass by the old creek pond. "It's so hot..."
With the weather as hot as it was, Apple Bloom was dressed in a light T-shirt and shorts and was barefoot; Scootaloo had on knee-length canvas shorts and a tank top, and Sweetie Belle was overdressed for the weather in a pink skirt and black-and-white striped crop top with sandals. She was sweating more than the other two combined. "My stupid bra's gonna give me a rash," Sweetie Belle whined.
"An' that's why Ah don't wear one yet," Apple Bloom said. "Not till Ah need it."
"You kinda already do," Scootaloo pointed out.
"Yeah, you'll probably get a worse rash than me," Sweetie Belle said. She fished a handkerchief out of her pocket and dabbed at her forehead. "Ugh, I'm so bored! But it's too hot to do anything."
"We could go to the movies," Scootaloo suggested.
"Nothin' good's playin'," Apple Bloom said.
"Yeah, but at least the movie theater has air conditioning."
"And costs too much!" Sweetie Belle complained. "I need to save my money for that sale next week."
"An' Ah can't afford it right now, now that Granny done made me pay fer mah own phone bill," Apple Bloom muttered.
"Ouch," Sweetie Belle said.
The Crusaders sighed. Scootaloo plucked a few blades of grass from the ground, then flicked them away one by one.
"Ah know!" Apple Bloom said suddenly, sitting up with a mischievous grin. "Ain't nobody around for miles an' this here pond's surrounded by trees...let's go fer a swim an' cool off!"
Sweetie Belle pursed her lips. "But we don't have bathing suits," she said.
"Who needs 'em?" Apple Bloom said dismissively. "We can go skinny dippin'! Ain't nobody gonna know."
Scootaloo stiffened. "Uhh..."
Sweetie Belle tilted her head. "You mean, just...get naked? Out here in the middle of the farm?"
"Why not?" Apple Bloom said. "Me an' Applejack used t' do it all the time when Ah was little! Ain't gone fer a swim in this ol' pond in a dog's age, but if'n there was ever a day fer a good ol' skinny dip, today's th' day!" She stretched her arms over her head. "Like Ah said, ain't nobody gonna see, an' it's just us girls, so why not?" Even as she said it, she stripped off her T-shirt and started unbuttoning her shorts.
"I don't think that's a good idea," Scootaloo said nervously.
"Oh, come on!" Apple Bloom said, kicking her shorts away idly. "Like Ah said, it's perfectly safe! We're all alone out here, an' ain't nobody ever comes this deep in th' farm except us Apples!"
Sweetie Belle blushed, but kicked off her sandals and stood up, stripping off her shirt. "W-well...I guess it couldn't hurt," she said. She carefully folded her top, then started to slip out of her skirt. "C'mon, Scootaloo!"
"I...I can't," Scootaloo said, turning away from the other Crusaders.
Apple Bloom frowned as she peeled off her panties. "Why not? You ain't afraid of a little swimmin', are ya?"
"It's not even that deep a pond," Sweetie Belle said as she unhooked her bra. "You can just wade, tread water—"
"It's not that!" Scootaloo said. "I...I just don't think it's a good idea."
Apple Bloom snorted. "Oh, come on! We've done way crazier things together than this! Whut, you think you got somethin' we ain't seen before?" she added teasingly.
"We're all girls here, and we're best friends!" Sweetie Belle said as she stretched, the sun beating down on her bare body.
"You're not embarrassed just because you're flat as an ironin' board, are ya?" Apple Bloom asked. "Because we're your friends, we're not gonna tease ya for it like Diamond Tiara does."
"It's not that," Scootaloo said again.
"Well then whut's th' problem?" Apple Bloom asked, marching around to face Scootaloo, hands on her hips. "Why don't you wanna go skinny dippin' with us?"
Scootaloo looked away, head bowed, and sighed. "Because I'm not a girl," Scootaloo said.
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle blinked at that, looked at each other in confusion, then looked back at Scootaloo, who was refusing to look at either of them.
"Huh?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"Whaddya mean you ain't a girl, Scootaloo?" Apple Bloom cried. "Course y'are! We've been friends since fifth grade, Ah think we'd know—"
Scootaloo stood up, walking a few steps away. "In all that time, have you ever seen me naked?"
"Yeah, of course!" Apple Bloom said. Then she paused, frowning. "Ah think. Sweetie Belle?"
"Umm..." Sweetie Belle's brow furrowed.
"You've seen me shirtless, but you've never seen me totally naked," Scootaloo said. "I know because I don't change with the girls. I go out of my way to be the first one in and first one out or the last one in when everybody else is gone."
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle gave each other uncertain looks. "But..."
"And I've never seen either of you naked either," Scootaloo said. "Well, until just now when Apple Bloom got right in my face." Scootaloo's face flushed.
"Wait, wait, wait," Sweetie Belle said. "How can you not be a girl? You're in girls' gym classes. You were in the special health class for all the girls! You wore a dress to the Fall Formal!" She shook her head. "No, Scootaloo, you're a girl!"
"I'm really not," Scootaloo said.
"Well you ain't a boy neither," Apple Bloom said.
Scootaloo shrugged. "I'd take off my shorts and prove you wrong, but that'd make things more weird than they already are."
The other two Crusaders looked at each other again, uncertainty and hesitation on their faces. "No, this...this doesn't add up," Sweetie Belle insisted. "This is a joke, right?"
"It's gotta be," Apple Bloom said.
"It's no joke," Scootaloo said. "I'm not a girl. I'm a boy. I've got a dick and everything."
"But...your mom and dad, and...and Rainbow Dash and...and everybody! I mean, everybody calls you a girl!"
"Yeah, how can you say you're not a girl when everybody knows you're a girl?" Apple Bloom demanded.
Scootaloo let out a frustrated groan. "Because my whole life, everybody keeps forgetting what sex I am." Scootaloo stood up, pacing, arms flailing, all the while never looking at either of the other Crusaders. "I tell people I'm a boy, they forget it within ten minutes. My own parents think I'm a girl! Even though I've never been into anything girly, they say I'm just a tomboy, that it's fine for a girl to be interested in more guy stuff, and so forth and so on. All the teachers at school think I'm a girl."
Apple Bloom frowned. "How can your parents not know if you're a girl or a boy?" she asked. "Ah mean, they'd kinda be th' first ones t' know..."
"Because they wanted a daughter," Scootaloo said. "They wanted a daughter so bad, but Mom can't have any more kids because something went wrong when she was pregnant with me and they had to operate on her. So..." Scootaloo shrugged.
Sweetie Belle's eyes turned sad. "That's...that's terrible..."
"So yeah," Scootaloo said, hands jammed firmly in pockets. "As far as my parents are concerned I'm a girl. I gave up trying to get them to stop treating me like a girl when I was seven. They register me for school and stuff as a girl, so it's pointless to try to tell my teachers I'm not a girl."
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom exchanged a look. "But...we've been your best friends forever an' we're girls," Apple Bloom pointed out. "If you're a boy, wouldn't...wouldn't your best friends be—"
Scootaloo snorted. "What, sex has anything to do with who you can be friends with?"
"W-well...no, but—"
"You're my best friends because I like hanging out with you and we have fun together and you don't care about stupid things like what I've got in my pants," Scootaloo said. "You girls are the best friends I could ever have, and..." Scootaloo clenched a trembling fist. "That's...I don't want to lose that."
Apple Bloom walked over and laid a hand on Scootaloo's shoulder. "An' you won't," she said. "We don't care. Ah mean, sure, Ah've got a whole bunch'a questions now, an' Ah'm sure Sweetie Belle does too." She looked over at Sweetie Belle, who had hurriedly gathered up her clothes and was quickly dressing, her face burning red. "But ain't nothin' gonna change our friendship. You...you know that, right?" Slowly, she turned Scootaloo around to face her, offering a hopeful smile.
Scootaloo smiled back. "Yeah. Yeah, I...I know. Friends forever."
"Crusaders forever," Sweetie Belle added, scrambling over fully-dressed. The two girls pulled Scootaloo into a group hug.
After an awkward moment, Scootaloo coughed. "Uhh...Apple Bloom? Aren't you gonna put your clothes back on?"
Apple Bloom snorted. "Heck no! Ah'm still goin' skinny-dippin'. It's too dang hot!"
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Okay, this was a fun little chapter. I half expected to hear Scoots saying he was saving up for a transgender operation.
It would, yes.
Yay! Friendship!
This was a nice chapter, and yeah it was out there so to speak, but it was enjoyable.
Damn fine job.
That end line made me bust a gut. Go Apple Bloom!
Though I'm now picturing this as a followup.
Scootaloo: But...but I'm a guy! And you're...
AB: Yer the one who said what sex we are has nothin' ta do with who we can be friends with!
Scootaloo: But-
AB: Yer mah friend. Ah trust ya. So ah got no problem gettin' nekkid around ya ta swim. Ah know ya won't do anythang.
Scootaloo: ...*blush*
AB: Sides, if ah catch ya droolin', it'll make it that much easier ta find a date fer the next dance.
Scootaloo: *blush intensifies*
SB: Hey! I knew her-I mean, him-first!
AB: Well ya ain't gonna be the one Scoot's drooling over.
SB: We'll see about that! I'm going to swim too! *starts stripping*
Scootaloo: *blush consumes all* ...why is this happening to me?
Hope you enjoy the Alt-Script, even if it does look like a government document at this point.
Well that was interesting, didn't see that coming. Though I have to say I'm with the girls on this, I find it hard to believe that in all the years they've known her and others as well, no one picked up on this.
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so does Scootaloo /want/ to be a girl?
Cause if not she's gonna have major issues later in life.
That's tantamount to child abuse if her parents refuse to acknowledge that she's actually a He and make her dress and live as a girl.
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Is that for the alt-script, or the 'government document' comment?
8032827 Both.
8032796 Scootaloo doesn't really dress like a girl though. Except for like, the Fall Formal. And you can chalk that up to a resigned "just go with it to make Mom happy" thing.
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Oh my god I want this to happen. I want this to continue.
8032796 Tantamount? That is child abuse. Scootaloo's parents are messed up!
8032790 I agree, this does seem very unlikely. However having said that, this premise could make for some very cute stories. Like this one, it was very cute..
This made me think of the movie Orlando.
And that it might've gone in a similar direction.
Wow, Scoots folks sound like Nagisa's Mother From Assassination Classroom
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I agree but my maternal grandparents only wanted boys but only got two out of five attempts.
Huh ...
I dunno what that was, exactly, I can't really form an opinion. Is the implication that Scoot's is cursed to be perceived as a girl when he isn't? Or is this just plain parental bullshit and all the other adults going along with it?
Cool that the other CMC are still okay, though. I love those kids.
Alternate title for the chapter: Rule 63
And that was an interesting twist to it.
Nice chapter, good work.
That was really good! it's weird, but this premise feels like one of those things I would think I'd see around more. It's my first time and it was really interesting! it makes me want to read a bigger story with this idea! ^^
Well, that's interesting I guess...
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Actually, I think you're seeing more than is there.
In the chapter, Scoots states that his parents say he is a girl, and register him for things (like school and the like) as a girl, but treat his masculine interests as 'being a tomboy'. They don't make him dress or act as a girl, they just insist on using the feminine pronouns for everything. In point of fact, this probably wasn't even a serious issue for Scoots till puberty kicked in.
Yeah, not sure what to make of it.
I've read and enjoyed "Canterlot High Has A Club About What?!" so I'm in no place to judge the oddness of the premise. Nice chapter regardless.
Well... Scootapenis. That's a new one.
That's...I've heard of delusional parents, but to have your son live as a girl for years and convince everybody you and they meet that you're a girl? That's beyond screwed up.
8032891 I agree with you. It's just that puberty kicking in is what makes it child abuse.
Well with the whole gender identity clusterfuck currently unfolding before us, this chapter's not all that unbelievable, so...
Well that was... different. Usually we see more about the joke of Scoot being confuse as a boy rather than a girl.
Eh, still a nice chapter nonetheless.
8032725 I thought so too.
8032831 this fits so well as when i started watching mlp i thought she was a colt (for like almost the whole first season i think)
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I know, right? If they aren't careful they'll wind up with a Sleepover Camp situation on their hands. Don't think Timber Spruce would survive that one. (Oops, spoilers for a thirty–five year old hilariously shitty slasher flick.)
Wasn't there that guy who when they were born had their genitals burned off, and their parents raisd them as a girl, where they ended up committing suicide when they were older because of it?
8032878 Other alternative: "Just Girls Talking About What?!"
...okay then... That was unexpected. I liked how you didn't go for the more obvious choice of making her trans, made the story more surprising, and amusing rather than serious.
Scoot is really a boy? He DOES look and sound like a girl. Puberty is gonna suck.
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It used to be the standard practice that when an infant was ambiguously gendered they would assign them a gender at birth along with surgery to 'correct' the 'problem'. It often did not go well. The standard is now to wait for the child to be old enough to determine their own gender and actually desire surgery before they do anything.
8032978 I too though she was a boy, and I was really happy to include the friendship of boys and girls, then my friend told.me that she is a girl. And I was like... Ok.
Strange concept I didn't see coming, but entertaining all the same.
This was highly contrived.
Damn ... here's hoping that Sweetie and AB can help Scoots deal with that clusterfuck ... and that Scootaloo realizes that neither parents nor parts get to define one's gender unilaterally.
And why the heck didn't Scoots' parents just adopt a daughter?
I thought she was coming out as trans in a way... nope XD. Still, nice (though rather strange) story.
My reaction to this chapter is a solid: img00.deviantart.net/6320/i/2013/094/1/e/shrug_rainbow_dash_by_princessdarknight-d60grfc.png
8032904 Not as new as you think
...OK, that's new.
We're all thinking it, I'm just gonna come out and say it: I see a fifty percent chance of polyamory in their future.
I think I read a fic somewhere with this premise...
This could make a good premise for a story all on its own. I'd certainly read something about this. Funny or drama, it has potential.
Okay, this may sound weird (or not, considering some of the stuff you've written from the 18+ off-shoot of this) but I'm now inspired/tempted to write a clop story based off of this scene.
Granted, I'd have to set it several years after this scene, because I'm pretty sure they're not 18 yet, but that's an easy thing to do.
I'm not saying I'm going to do this, but if I were to make the attempt, and actually finish said attempt, would I have your permission to publish it?
Did not see that Scootaloo twist coming.
I'd read a fic about this. It sure would explain a lot.
8032725 Curiously, I think this one was all the better for not having it.
8032891 It would be really funny - and sad - if he grew up to be a man so feminine people thought he was a woman trying and falling to pass as a man.