• Published 28th Feb 2012
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New Discoveries - Phantom Shadow



The Cutie Mark Crusaders have been the best of friends for the longest time now. Therefore, it'd only be natural for one of them to begin to develop feelings for another...right?

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Chapter 27: Keeping Secrets

Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle both made their way to Ponyville, both with smiles on their faces. The drizzling had stopped now, but a blanket of gray clouds still hovered overhead. As they trotted along the dirt path towards town, the two fillies couldn’t help but giggle to themselves; the thought of the two of them, being together like this was going to take some getting used to. Since they were both a little new to the idea, they couldn’t help but laugh a little at it.

However, a thought had entered the unicorn filly’s mind, causing the smile that was on her face to slowly dissolve into a look of worry. As a result of the thought, she had slowed her trot to a crawl, almost as if she didn’t want to go back to town. Scootaloo noticed the slow in her pace and raised an eyebrow at her, wondering what she was doing.

“Um, Sweetie Belle, what are you doing?” she asked, as she slowed her stride to match the white filly, “Is everything alright?”

The unicorn filly sighed, as she felt her heart beginning to speed up. She hadn’t thought about something that she feared the most, something that the two of them were going to have to face, eventually. Thinking about it now, Sweetie Belle began to have a panic attack, her anxiety going through the roof now.

“How...” she began, as she stopped walking altogether now, “How are we going to tell everypony about this...about us?”

Scootaloo, who had stopped walking as well, could just stare at Sweetie Belle. She sat on her haunches and began looking at the ground, her eyes darting back and forth. In truth, she hadn’t thought about how they were going to tell anypony about the two of them, either. As a result, she began fishing her mind, hoping to find an answer for her friend.

“I...I...” she stuttered, as she continued to think. Unfortunately, she didn’t have an answer for her friend. Because of this, all she could do was sigh and mutter, “I don’t know.”

Sweetie Belle, also, fished her mind for an answer. “Rarity...Applejack...Apple Bloom! We’ll need to tell them somehow, but how and when? And what will they say? How will they react? What will they do?”

With all these questions being asked at the same time, Scootaloo did the only thing she could do. Whether it was out of annoyance or because she didn’t want her friend to panic about it, she couldn’t tell, but she took her hoof and put it in Sweetie Belle’s mouth, stopping her from asking anymore worrisome questions.

“Relax, will you?” she said, as she took her hoof out of her mouth, causing Sweetie Belle to give her a look of worry, “We’ll figure this out together, but worrying and asking so many questions like that won’t help.”

Knowing she was right, Sweetie Belle let out a deep breath and said, “You’re right. Sorry, Scoots.”

“Honestly, I don’t see what’s wrong with just telling everypony about this,” said Scootaloo, a reassuring smile on her face, “I mean, it’s not like it’s the end of the world or anything. This stuff is normal for fillies our age, right?”

“Yeah, it is,” said Sweetie Belle, remembering what Princess Luna had told her about the subject a few nights ago, “But I’m just worried about it, is all. I mean, I could just see the look on Apple Bloom’s face when we tell her that we’re together like this, and don’t even get me started on Rarity’s reaction! I can already hear what she’ll say and how she’ll say it!”

Scootaloo couldn’t help but let out a tiny giggle; knowing Sweetie Belle’s sister so well, she too could picture how she’d react. However, because she could envision it so well, she found it to be more humorous than worrisome.

“I could see it, too,” said Scootaloo, trying to hide her smile, “But they’ll need to know sooner or later, because if we don’t tell them now, they’re going to find out eventually. Like it or not, we’re going to have to tell them.”

No sooner did the words leave the Pegasus filly’s mouth that a light bulb lit over Sweetie Belle’s head. She smiled at her friend and said, “Scootaloo, you’re a genius!”

“I am?” she asked, surprised at her friend’s response, “How?”

“We don’t have to tell them now!” she explained to her, “It’s like you said, they’ll find out sooner or later. We can let them figure it out on their own later!”

Scootaloo raised an eyebrow at her, “So what you’re saying is that we shouldn’t tell them about this...about us?”

“Exactly!” said Sweetie Belle, her voice cracking in excitement, “I mean, we’ll have to tell them eventually, but for now, this will be our little secret.”

The idea didn’t sit too well with the orange filly, as she said, “I don’t think this is such a good idea. Sure, Rarity and Applejack don’t have to know now, but Apple Bloom is our friend, too, you know! Out of everypony in town, she’ll be the first to catch on to this. Don’t you think we should tell her about us? I mean, we are the Cutie Mark Crusaders, after all, and I think we should let her in on this.”

“I know, I know” said Sweetie Belle, hanging her head, “And I really do want to tell her and I do think she should know, but it’s because she’s our friend that I don’t think we should! I mean, she might not look at us the same way anymore, or worse, she might not want to be our friend anymore.”

“But lying to her and letting her find out on her own will only make it worse,” argued Scootaloo, as she put her hoof on her shoulder, “If she finds out we’ve been lying to her about this the whole time, she’ll practically hate us for it! We’ve got to tell her.”

“But this’ll make out friendship much worse if we do!” the white filly stated, “What if she hates us for being together and doesn’t want to be around us anymore? I don’t think she’ll be able to handle it right now, especially after the whole ‘Scott’ situation! She’d practically freak when she finds out it was you the whole time!”

“Speaking of ‘freaking,’ how do you suppose Rarity will take it? I mean, she is your sister and she bought into the whole ‘Scott’ thing more than all of us,” said the orange filly, “Keeping this a secret is only going to cause more harm than good, Sweetie. You know that just as well as I do!”

Letting out a sigh, Sweetie Belle said, “I know it will, and I really do think we should tell everypony, but I just don’t think they’ll be able to handle it now. Do you suppose we could tell them at a later time, when we know for sure that they’re ready for this?”

Before she could answer, Scootaloo looked into her friend’s eyes. She could see the torment that was going through her mind, and it was killing her on the inside. As a result, she said, “Alright, Sweetie Belle, we’ll wait it out. But you have to promise me that, when the time is right, we tell them, no matter what.”

Sweetie Belle smiled, as she nuzzled against her friend’s neck. She knew she would understand how she felt and that she would agree with her on this.

“We’ll tell them when the time is right,” whispered Sweetie Belle, “I promise.”

Scootaloo put her arm around Sweetie Belle, bringing her into an embrace. Sweetie Belle returned the embrace and lightly kissed the Pegasus on the cheek, causing the two of them to blush.

The two of them began making their way back into town; their cheeks were still a light shade of red. They both looked into each other’s eyes, sharing the precious moment together. Nothing else mattered to them now, except for each other. As a result, all traces of anxiety and panic that they had felt were gone now, almost as if they hadn’t existed in the first place.

“Hey, do you want to come over to my place tonight?” asked Scootaloo, reluctantly direction her attention to the road, her cheeks turning from a light pink to a dark crimson. “We could have a sleepover, just the two of us.”

Sweetie Belle couldn’t help but blush as much as Scootaloo, as she said, “Sure, I’d love to, just the two of us.”

As the two of them entered Ponyville, Sweetie Belle couldn’t resist, but whisper, “I love you, Scootaloo.”

Scootaloo smiled, kissed her on her cheek and whispered, “I love you, too.”