Chapter 1
Big Brother Jeffrey
Chapter 1
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Scootaloo sat there with the other CMC. Scootaloo flailed her arms in the air. “How did we get sap on us… again?” Scootaloo pondered the idea crossing her sticky front hooves.
“I don’t know Scootaloo,” Sweetie Belle admitted she shuttered as she remembered something. “Hey, Scoots, can I stay with you, I sort of broke Rarity’s fashion line, I need somewhere to stay,” Sweetie smiled sheepishly.
Scootaloo immediately shot her down. “Sorry, my house doesn’t have much room,” Scoots claimed diverting the question… or so she thought.
“Where do ya live anyway, I’ve never seen yer parents around town,” Apple Bloom chimed in after Scootaloo.
Scootaloo rubbed her magenta mane. “I don’t really live with my parents, I live with my big brother,” she walked slightly away.
AB shrugged along with Sweetie Belle. “So, I live with mah big brother, mah big sis, and mah granny, and Sweetie Belle lives with her sister more or less,” with that Sweetie rolled her eyes. She hardly ever stays with her mom and dad that often.
“Mine is… different,” Scootaloo blushed faintly with a nervous chuckle, “anyway, I should get going, he’s supposed to be back soon, and if I’m not back home, well, he’ll go on an anger related spree,” Scootaloo picked up her scooter still coated in tree sap. She began riding off. Scootaloo as tired as she was she wanted to get home. She doesn’t want her adoptive guardian to have another one of his episodes.
“Wait Scoots, can I come? I want ta meet yer brother,” Apple Bloom asked following Scootaloo as Scootaloo picked up her scooter.
Scootaloo just like Sweetie shook his head. “Oh no, you’d not like him,” she without another word ran out the door; leaving the two fillies pondering if they should follow her.
“Should we?” Sweetie glanced at Apple Bloom and her serious look on her face.
AB simply nodded gesturing to the door with her hoof. “C’mon,” she opened the door with her mouth.
Sweetie walked with Apple Bloom following Scootaloo.
They were getting dangerously close to the Everfree Forest. However, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, they were dead set on learning where Scootaloo lives, so they simply walked in. They felt a chill down their spines as they followed Scootaloo from the distance. “Where does she live?” Sweetie whispered to Apple Bloom.
Apple Bloom cocked her left eyebrow up slightly. “That’s what I’m wondering,” AB whispered back. They finally found Scootaloo walk into an old, mossy, wooden house.
“What the heck?” Sweetie had never seen such a house in her life.
Scootaloo walked inside happily. AB and Sweetie walked to the house and looked though a small window. Scootaloo was in the run down kitchen of the needed refurbished house. Sweetie looked at Apple Bloom confused with the sight. “What’s Scoots doing in this ho-” she was cut off by a bark coming from inside the house. The source was a not too much older timberwolf than a new born. Scootaloo walked to the timberwolf bravely. “Hey, Fang,” she nuzzled the timberwolf softly. Her muzzle felt odd against the wooden wolf.
The other two looked at each other. Another more warm cold breath ran down their spine. As if… they were being watched. The two slowly turned around to face something quite strange. It was a two legged figure, his skin pure white, a red marking along his face as if he had badly cut himself, a white hoodie hood off, pitch black hair, a pair of black jeans, a bloody kitchen knife in his hand, and not seemingly blinking eyes. The CMC let a short lived scream before he placed his hands on each of their muzzles. “Shh…” he spoke softly in a raspy voice. Scootaloo ran out to find the source of the sort lived scream, her little timberwolf friend barking loudly.
“What are you doing here!?” Scootaloo hissed at the other members of the CMC.
The figure looked over slowly taking his bloody kitchen knife away from the CMC’s throats. “You know them Scootaloo?” the raspy voice asked brushing his pitch black hair lightly with the kitchen knife.
Scootaloo nodded disappointed that Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom followed her to her little spot. “Yes, I know them, can you let them go?” Scootaloo asked grumbling angrily.
“Up, up, what’s the magic word?” the raspy voice asked his bloody kitchen knife away from the fillies’ throats.
Scootaloo rolled her eyes unhappily. “Please,” she rolled her purple eyes.
The two legged figure got up to his feet. “Sorry ‘bout that,” he extended his arm to help the two up, they were paralyzed by fear however.
Scootaloo bit her lip. “Gals, this is Jeff, he’s my brother,” she shut her eyes tight waiting for the time bomb. However, there was no time bomb; it could’ve been the fact they were paralyzed by fear at this point. The wooden wolf licked AB’s cheek snapping her out of her paralyzed state.
“Wh-What?” Apple Bloom didn’t understand because of the fear.
Scootaloo rubbed her hooves together. “You see, he’s my big brother Jeff,” Scootaloo was forcefully put in a hug almost breaking her back.
“Yep, I’m her big brother slash guardian,” Jeff looked at the shocked expressions of the two’s faces. “Uh… what’s the matter, do I have something on my face?” he asked bringing his hand all around his face.
Apple Bloom wanted to ignore this but it’s eating at her. “What’s that on yer face?” AB asked pointing at his face.
Jeff brought his face along the smile. “Oh, this, Yeah, I kinda, went a bit crazy, and I carved this smile on my face,” he blushed embarrassed he had no time to get ready for Scootaloo’s friends.
“Anyway, what the f*** are you-” Scootaloo stopped when Jeff tapped her shoulder. She looked back at him.
Jeff looked at her disappointed on her swear. “Now, just because I use it doesn’t mean you can as well,” he scolded getting a chuckle from Apple Bloom.
“Care ta explain why this guy’s your big brother?” Apple Bloom asked looking at the smiling figure.
Scootaloo lowered her head and didn’t speak a word. “Okay, I’ll do it, it all started about two months ago…”