• Published 9th Feb 2013
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Scootaloo the Fugitive - Kaidan



Scootaloo grew up at an orphanage ran by Gerda. The old hag clipped Scootaloo's wings last time she tried to escape. Years later, she finally escapes and ends up in Ponyville. Will she stop running from her past long enough to enjoy her new life

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13. The Ponyville Day Spa Massacre

"Come on this'll be fun! What could possibly go wrong?" Sweetie smiled and approached the door.

"Ah reckon it's such a quiet, peaceful day in Ponyville we're sure to get our cutie marks!"

"If I get a spa cutie mark I'm gonna slap somepony. Come on! Just one more time." Scootaloo pointed over to the wagon.

"No!" Scootaloo jumped back as both mares snapped at her.

"Heh, ah mean no more stunts for today."

"Alright, and I guess you're right. With Lotus Blossom and Aloe to help us, how could we possibly mess up a bubble bath?"

Walking through the door the trio was met by the owner of the day spa. "Hello fillies, you're here to learn about the spa?"

"Yeah, we want to see if we've got the talent for running a spa."

"Well, if you can promise to follow directions, I guess I can let you help out."

"We'll be on our best behavior Ms. Lotus" Sweetie smiled and pulled the other two fillies in tight. Together they gave the owner the most innocent look possible.

"All right, well first thing is first. Put on these small aprons, it'll let everypony know you're new workers helping out at the spa. Now, I suppose the first thing we need to do is drain the mud bath."

Aloe stepped in from a back room. "Sis, we need more water for the sauna."

"Ah'll help get some water." Applebloom trotted off towards Aloe.

"I guess me and Scootalunatic can help with the mud bath."

"Come on! It was one little jump." Scootaloo jabbed at her playfully.

"Alright girls, I'll open the drain to empty the mud bath. You just need to drag in a couple of bags of French Mud Flakes. They're in the brown bags next to the kitchen." Lotus and the two fillies walked towards the mud bath. Reaching under the spa, she started draining the mud out. "It's right down that hallway."

Sweetie and Scootaloo walked down the hallway. "I wonder why people pay to get muddy; I can do that for free."

"It exfoliates the skin Scoots, it's how Rarity and I keep our coats so pristine." Sweetie puffed out her chest and threw her mane back over her shoulder.

"You keep them white by getting them muddy? I'll believe that when I see it." The two reached the end of the hallway and all the doors were shut. "Which one was it?"

Sweetie opened the door to their left, seeing a dark supply room. Opening the door in front of them revealed the back yard. Sitting near the door were some brown bags. "Look, there they are! Come on." Sweetie managed to maneuver a bag onto her back, and Scootaloo followed suit.

"I wonder if I could get a cutie mark selling mud to ponies. All I would need is some dirt and water."

"But it has—to be certain—type of mud." Sweetie was huffing under the weight of the bag.

"Looks like somepony needs to work out more." Scootaloo bumped into her, nearly causing her to fall over.

"Not—funny Scootaloo."

Reaching the top of the stairs, they set the bags down next to the two small bathtubs. "Lotus must be busy; I think this is the water." Pushing down with her hoof the tub began to fill. "Yeah, just pour the dirt in and add water."

"Sounds easy enough." The duo poured the bags into the tubs by tearing a hole at the end, slowly filling the tubs with a warm mixture.


"Ok Applebloom, the sauna works by heating water into steam. You just pour a couple buckets over these hot rocks for me, and if Ms. Bon Bon asks you to adjust the temperature you use this dial here." Aloe pointed to the dial which had a range of 1 to 10 for adjusting the temperature.

"Ah can handle it, ah carry buckets 'round the farm all the time."

"Good, let me know if you have any questions."

After aloe was gone, Applebloom filled up the first bucket of water. Knocking on the door she heard a pony say "enter." Entering the room she saw Bon Bon, wrapped in a towel. She immediately inhaled the hot, damp air and felt like she couldn't breathe. Quickly emptying the water over the rocks, she went back out to get another bucket. The fresh air was a welcome relief. After emptying the second bucket over the hot rocks she turned to leave.

"Applebloom? Be a dear and turn the heat up for me. You let most of the steam out."

"Sure thing Bon Bon!" Applebloom closed the door and looked at the knob. It was a little high for a filly to reach, so she turned over the bucket and stood on top of it. Grabbing it with both hooves, she turned the dial. It clicked past seven, eight, nine, and rested on ten. Losing her balance, she fell to the ground with a snapping sound. Looking upside down at the floor behind her, she saw the dial.

"No problem, ah can fix anything." Applebloom took the dial and turned the bucket back over. Standing up she put the dial over the small metal knob, and hit it with her hoof. The dial clicked back into place on the number two, and Applebloom turned to leave not noticing that fact.


"Now that Mayor Mare is here, you need to wrap her in seaweed. it's very simple, just take the long strips of seaweed and drape them over her back." Lotus demonstrated by placing a piece of seaweed over her and tucking it in. The fillies had brought in two stools to aid them.

"So my little ponies, working on your cutie marks again?" The mayor smiled down at the fillies through the hole in the bed she was resting on.

"We sure are!" Scootaloo feigned interest in the strips of kelp. Turning to Sweetie she whispered. "First mud now crud from the ocean?"

"Shhh. At least help me get a sophisticated cutie mark"

The pair began draping seaweed over the mayor. It was much more slippery than it looked. "How are we supposed to keep it on?"

"Just wrap more of it on, it's like paper mache."

"Paper what?"

"Wait here." Sweetie went out to the front area to grab something out of her saddle bag. Returning she held out a tin can full of paste. "Here, this is what helps set paper mache, it'll help the seaweed stay still." The pair began dipping the seaweed into the white paste. It stuck to the mayor much better now.


Aloe returned to check on Applebloom's progress, but the filly was gone. Looking at the sauna she saw how low the setting was. "Oh dear, at a two it won't even get to steaming." Clicking the dial up six times, it rested on eight. "There, that should get it nice and steamy in there."

Walking back towards the front she saw Applebloom laying in a chair with a bored look on her face. Aloe stepped in front of her. "Want to help me with laundry?

"Ah reckon so. Ah think Sweetie picked the fun jobs."

"Come on, I'll show you how to do a massage after we start a load.

Following the mare into the laundry room, she saw several piles of white towels. Some were stained with mud, others with facial products.

"Just grab a pile and load it in, here take this pile." Aloe picked up and dumped a pile of linen on Applebloom. "And I'll open the door."

"oom—kaay" Applebloom balanced the load on top of her and walked forward. She could barely see Aloe's hooves from under the mountain of linen. Reaching the foot of the washer, she bucked forward and most of the linen landed inside.

"Now just put in one thing of soap, and meet me by the other piles of clothes." Aloe went back towards the dirty linen.

"Huh, one thing?" Looking down at the box full of power it clicked. "Ah get it, one box of soap!" Applebloom lifted the box up, pouring it and the small plastic scoop into the washer. Closing the door, she hit the big green 'start' button.

Reaching Aloe, another load of towels was unceremoniously thrust on her. Following Aloe's voice this time, since she couldn't see at all, she reached the next washer.

"Ok just straight ahead, wait just one second."

"Mmph?" Applebloom heard "straight ahead" and something about "right this second." Shrugging, she bucked the laundry into the washer. It all landed inside this time, and Applebloom slammed the door shut. She looked around, realizing Aloe had left again. She was also out of soap, so she left the room in search of another box of detergent.


"Good work girls! Now Sweetie, why don't you go to the kitchen and heat up some water. Then, just pour it over the towels in the sink to make hot towellettes. Carry them on the wooden tray and pass them out to patrons." Lotus turned to Applebloom. "And I have a surprise for you; Big Mac came in for his massage. Why don't you go help him out?"

"But ah don't know how to do a massage."

"He's your brother, he'll understand. Just push down on the muscles in his back and he'll tell you if you're doing it right."

"Sounds kinda creepy, but alright." Applebloom trotted off into the masseuse room and began laughing right away. "Big Mac—haha—you look so—hahaha—ridiculous!"

"Eeyup." Big Mac sighed; he was nearly twice as big as the masseuse table. "Why don't ya just hop up on my back and try pushin' on my sore shoulders."

"That sounds easy, ah reckon." Applebloom nudged a stool into position and hopped up onto his back. She began rubbing at his shoulders. "Ah still think this is kinda creepy Big Mac, next you'll wanna Sweet Apple Manicure."


"Hot water, check. Towels, check. Cutie mark—" Sweetie glanced at her flank. "Negative."

Carefully lifting the towels she tossed them into the hot water, making sure not to splash. She turned up the burners on the stove to heat the towels. "That was easy, just boiling some towels, what could possibly go wrong?"

If fate was a stallion named Murphy, it couldn't have picked a better time to correct Sweetie Belle.


"Lotus Blossom! Help!" Twilight struggled in the mud bath, her face covered in mud and two cucumbers over her eyes.

"Don't panic Twilight, just giggle at the ghosties! The mud has to get hard before it can cleanse our pores." Pinkie began giggling out loud.

"This isn't mud Pinkie!" Steam was rising out of Twilight's ears as her volume rose. "It's cement! We're stuck in blasted cement!"

"Oh, well that's ok then. I keep cement thinner all over Ponyville in case of a cement emerg—" Pinkie was interrupted by a loud angry mare.

"Horse manure! There is no way under Celestia's sun you keep cement thinner all over Ponyville!" Twilight's face was red with fury and each exhalation shot steam out of her nostrils.

"Fine then, if you want to be a party pooper I guess I'll just have to go to Rarity's picnic without you." Pinkie reached down and pulled the cucumbers off Twilight's eyes and ate them. "I only had enough cement thinner for one, anyway." Pinkie jumped off the spa and trotted out the door.

"Wha. . ." Twilight blinked her eyes as Pinkie vanished from sight. Straining to look to her left, she saw a tub half full of cement and an empty can of cement thinner. Groaning in utter defeat, Twilight laid her head back. "I swear to Celestia when I get my hooves on whoever did this. . ."


Pinkie was bouncing towards the door when she felt her Pinkie sense. Her knee quivered, lip curled, and eyelid twitched. That was Pinkie sense for "Bon Bon got locked in the sauna again." Making a slight detour, she skipped over to the sauna and unlatched the door. As the door opened, a wave of burning heat and thick steam caused her eyes to water.

Coughing, Pinkie reached in to pull Bon Bon out. "Wow Bon Bon, how hot did you have it?"

Bon Bon weakly crawled along the floor. "Appl—Apple—"

"You want some apple sauce?"

"No—water—kill—bloom"

"Hmm, I'll give you a minute to cool off because I can't understand a word you're saying.


Pounding furiously against the glass door of the washer, Aloe continued her desperate screams for help. "Lotus! Anypony! Please!" Seated amidst a large pile of white towels, she had been knocked into the washing machine. All that she could think about was somepony accidently starting the washer while she was in it. Aloe was far too young to die.

Smiling in triumph, she saw Lotus walk in the room. "Lotus! Over here!" Aloe resumed her pounding to get her sister's attention

Lotus walked into the room to check on her sister. She saw the large pile of towels that hadn't been put in the washer yet and sighed. Aloe was probably napping again. She cranked a radio up to its max volume and turned it on. "Wake up Aloe." Lotus grinned, and grabbed a pile of laundry. If she had to do her sister's chores, then her sister would be in for a rude awakening named "rock 'n roll."

Getting to the washer she tossed the load of towels in. Reaching above the machine she grabbed a scoop of soap and put it in. Hitting the green start button, the washer started to tumble around. Looking to her left she noticed one machine was running but the other one had towels, and hadn't started. She slapped the green start button and trotted off towards the door.

Lotus could swear she heard a scream of sheer terror. Turning around, she saw too pink hooves and her sister's face rotating around behind the glass door. "Aloe!" She rushed to the washer and tried to rip the door open. "Hang on, I'll get you out!" The door had locked at the start of the cycle. Looking around, she saw the power outlet on the wall. "I'm going to pull the plug!"

Lotus galloped over towards the power outlet. The washing machine Applebloom had loaded exploded in a wall of foamy suds. It had been overloaded with soap, and flung Lotus against the wall. Sliding down the wall into the sea of bubbly doom, Lotus blacked out.


At the masseuse table, Applebloom was bouncing up and down on Big Mac's back. It looked like he was her trampoline.

"This is—so much fun—brother!" Applebloom was giggling giddily and she landed with all her weight on the large, sore muscles.

"Eeey—yuuuup." Big Mac had a large, sloppy grin on his face as his tongue hung out. He had never had a massage quite like this. Each impact on the large muscles actually felt pretty good. He heard a splintering sound and was brought back to reality.

"Noooope." The masseuse table snapped beneath him, sending the duo crashing to the floor. Applebloom rolled away, and Big Mac faceplanted into the ground, passing out.

"Macky? Ya'll alright?" Applebloom slapped his cheek a couple times. "Hold on, ah'll get some cold water." Applebloom turned and ran into the kitchen.


As Applebloom opened the door to the kitchen, a wall of black smoke and heat poured out. She began hacking as she inhaled the fumes.

"Swee—tie Belle?" She felt like a lung was about to be forced out of her mouth. "Stay l—low." Applebloom crawled into the room, glancing around for Sweetie. She found her curled in a ball under a table.

"App—Blooom" Sweetie was wheezing. "The wate—r caug—fire."

"Hang on—Sweetie!" Applebloom grabbed her hoof and dragged her out of the burning room. The door swung closed, halting the spread of the toxic smoke for now. After a minute of coughing their lungs clear, they began to speak again.

"We've got to find—Lotus and get help!" Sweetie was blinking rapidly to ease her dry eyes.

"Ah reckon you're right, where's Scootaloo?"

"No idea."


"Hello? Lotus? Aloe? Anypony?"

Mayor Mare lay on the table in the seaweed wrap. Once the fillies had finished wrapping her in seaweed she had drifted off into a light nap. When she woke up, the seaweed had hardened into a cast. If she didn't know better, she'd think the fillies had mixed the seaweed with glue to help it stay on. She had smelt smoke, and began to struggle and call for help. Uselessly pinned to the table, she continued the futile effort.


Scootaloo ran around a corner and collided with Sweetie Belle.

"There ya are!" Applebloom hugged Scootaloo.

"No Time! Bad hooficure, Cloud Chaser is furious!"

A shrill scream echoed down the corridor. "Scootaloo! Get back here this instant!"

"I may have kinda, sorta, just a little. . . I cut the whole hoof off."

The two fillies gasped in horror.

"We can't just leave, we've got to get an adult!" Sweetie looked around but didn't see any.

"Ah don't think there's time, the adults musta got out already."

"Scootaloo!" the sound of wings flapping were getting louder. "Scootaloo!"

"No time girls, let's bail!" Scootaloo took off towards the back door, and the other two fillies followed suit.

Bursting out into the backyard, the three fillies looked around. They heard an explosion behind them, and took off running towards the fence. They jumped over it landing in the neighbor's garden. They had annihilated some petunias, roses, and daises. "Say Sweetie, isn't this Cherilee's garden?"

The fillies heard a door clicking open, and instantly bolted out of the yard. Like a herd of stampeding cows, they just picked a direction ran. Finally Applebloom spotted an old oak tree with a large hole that had grown into the trunk.

"Quick girls, in there!" The three fillies jumped inside the oak tree. The entrance was narrow, and once they had all squeezed through a very angry squirrel crawled out from under Sweetie's rump.

"Uh sorry squirrel." Scootaloo flung the squirrel out of the tree. She heard what must have been some very foul language in squirrel tongue.

Breathing heavily the girls finally relaxed.

"So anyone get a cutie mark?" They all looked at their flanks and answered in unison, "Nope."

"Eww, what's that?" Applebloom reached up above her. The squirrel had been clawing at the trunk, because tree sap was leaking out of the walls. It was now stuck all over their backs and manes, and dripping on them.

"Gross! We have to leave!" Sweetie reached for the entrance when she heard a voice outside.

"Ah'm gonna tan her hide when ah find her Big Mac!"

Applebloom yanked Sweetie Belle back and put a hoof over her mouth. The three fillies knew they were in for it now, and chose to stay in the relative safety of a hole in an oak filled with tree sap.


Aloe was getting dizzy, and each breath felt like swallowing a damp towel. Finally the door swung open and she spilled out into Lotus' hooves. Aloe began coughing out bits of water.

"Aloe, we've got to get out, the place is on fire!"

"What, how?"

"I don't know, let's just run!"

The duo sped out the door and took a short cut through the seaweed wrap room.

"Lotus! Thank Celestia, get me outta here!" Mayor Mare was shaking violently, trying to break free of the seaweed glue wrap.

The two mares stood there in absolute shock, wide eyed and mouths agape, until the Mayor glared at them ending the stupor. They started to pull and pound on the seaweed wrap, breaking it apart slowly. Once they had finally broken the mayor out, the trio ran outside.


Twilight was well and thoroughly panicked now. There was smoke pouring into the room, and she was stuck in a block of cement. She hadn't wanted to do it, but it looked like she would have to teleport out. She had never tried a teleport in such tight confinement and wasn't quite sure what would happen. Charging up her horn, she closed her eyes and focused on landing a few feet from the cement.

The normal feeling of teleportation was like slowly stretching until you were in two places at once, then rubber banding to the destination. This time, she could feel the concrete holding her, pulling back on her as she reached for her destination. Channeling more magic, she finally snapped and completed the teleport. She landed on the floor traveling much faster than she had planned and rolled into the wall. Quickly righting herself she ran towards the door.

In front of her was Pinkie Pie, with Bon Bon draped over her back. "Pinkie you left me!" Twilight noticed the disheveled mare on her back. "Wait, what?"

"Bon Bon got trapped, I had to help her!"

"No, I meant what the hay is going on!"

"I don't know, and I'm not sure I wanna!"


Outside the day spa was a curious assortment of ponies. Twilight Sparkle's lavender fur now had millions of flakes of dried cement in it. Pinkie was slowly working clots of cement out of her mane, as Twilight mumbled on about how everypony in the town was crazy.

Pinkie's coat looked slightly bleached from the cement thinner. She seemed to be the only pony finding the whole situation funny. Every time she laughed, several ponies would glare at her. Applejack had come over to ask Pinkie and Twilight what had happened. It didn't take them long to figure out it was the cutie mark crusaders. Applejack wanted to 'tan Applebloom's hide,' but Pinkie had a better idea. She just told Applejack to send them to her house to make cupcakes later.

Mayor Mare still had a few pieces of seaweed glued to her coat. She looked like she was still in shock, the victim of some horrific tragedy. In reality, she was one of the luckier mares to suffer no damage to her dull grey coat. Then again, she could have just dyed her mane grey again had it gotten stained.

Big Mac was helping the firefighters try and stop the blaze. Thanks to good earth pony building regulations, and well trained fire ponies, they were able to contain the fire before the damage became unrepairable.

Bon Bon lay in the shade, being doused with cool water by Lyra. She looked like she had shrunk several sizes in the sauna. She knew it was Applebloom that did this to her, and as soon as she recovered enough to speak, the filly would be getting an earful.

Aloe sat next to a vomit bucket, having been through quite the dizzy ride. Lotus had a small bandage over her head where it had banged into the wall. When they told everypony the Cutie Mark Crusaders had been at the day spa, they had all panicked. They were afraid they were trapped in the blaze. After the fire was under control, they were relieved to find the back door open and hoofprints leading through the neighbor's backyard.


The Cutie Mark Crusaders sat silently inside a tree. Scootaloo tried to stretch her arms and noticed the tree sap had been hardening.

"Uh girls, this tree sap is getting really sticky." The other crusaders looked at Scootaloo, then tried to move too.

"Yuck, I can barely move!" Sweetie kept straining against the tree sap.

"Ah reckon it's safe to get outta here while we still can." Applebloom was using her powerful hind legs to try and break free, but the sap was like molasses.

"I can't believe we went through all this for a spa cutie mark! And you said stunts were stupid! I didn't nearly burn the town square down!" Scootaloo was filling the small tree with her shouts.

"Shh, ah think some pony is coming!" The trio quieted down.

A squirrel hopped up into the tree and began squeaking at them.

"Get lost punk!" Scootaloo tried to kick at the squirrel, but the sap slowed her kick enough that the squirrel just chuckled and stepped aside.

A yellow face with a flowing pink mane poked its head into the tree. "Oh my, I see what you mean Sam."

"Who is sam?"

"Oh, he's the squirrel. He came to get me when you kicked him out of his home."

It occurred to Scootaloo there may be a way out of this. "Sorry Sam. Now Fluttershy, will you please get us out before our sisters find us? This sap is getting hard and it's embarrassing."

"oh. . . well, everypony is looking for you three, I think it's best if I just—" The three fillies interjected. "No!"

"Ah reckon we're in trouble but just let us hang out at the cottage a little 'til every pony calms down. Please?" The fillies gave her the widest, wettest puppy dog eyes Equestria had ever seen. "We'll do anything!"

"Well, it wouldn't be very nice to let you get yelled at. Maybe just an hour? But you'll have to do some chores."

"Sure!" The fillies chimed.

"Well, somepony needs to scoop the stables, and I haven't cleaned out my shed in months."

"Deal! We'll clean the animal stables and the shed!"

"Ok, I'll pull you out, but I want them spotless!"

Fluttershy grabbed each filly in turn and pulled them out of the tree. Scootaloo's wings were covered in sap and useless for flying. Applebloom seemed the least distraught over the sap. Sweetie looked just like Rarity when she got dirty. She grimaced and recoiled each time a splotch of the sap on her fur came into view.

Together Fluttershy and the three fillies walked towards the cottage.










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Author's Note:

This has to be my best chapter ever, maybe even better than Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo making home-made fireworks.

Next time on Scootaloo: Hell hath no fury like your sisters when you nearly burn down a day spa and kill seven ponies. (also, Applebloom discovers her cutie mark is a chainsaw.)