> Stripped Away
>  by littlebrony
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> Where Am I
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    Scootaloo awoke in her bed, her mind still numb to world as she tried to wake up. She found it hard to get up and move some mornings. Waking up to the same bare walls and a room full of empty bunks. The room was cold, even with the warm sun beaming through the windows. This was not a home, but it was all Scootaloo ever had. She was brought to the orphanage when she was just a few weeks old. Her parents had died in a accident in the weather factory. Apparently a cloud chamber built up pressure and exploded, Killing them both instantly.

Scootaloo rubbed her eyes with her hoof and looked around. Taking notice of the clock on the wall. 9:36 in the morning it read. “I guess I over slept again.” Scootaloo sighed, and placed a hoof on her stomach. It growled loudly. “I guess I will have to wait till lunch.” Scootaloo said as she hopped of the top bunk.

She trotted out the door of the room, and made her way down the hall. Hoping not to catch the attention of….

“Mrs Scootaloo!” A voice said in a screeching tone behind her. Scootaloo turned slowly knowing that she was in trouble. It was against the rules to miss breakfast. Standing above her was Mrs. Horse Feather. Her mane was as grey as a storm cloud, her nose looked to be twisted sideways, and her eyes seemed to peer into a ponies soul through the thick rimmed glasses.

“Yes Mrs Horse Feather.” Scootaloo said in a shaky voice.

“Young lady what have a told you about missing breakfast?”

Scootaloo looked at the ground. “You said that missing breakfast is against the rules, and is subject to punishment by lashing.” Scootaloo said, with memories of the her last lashing flooding her mind. The feel of the hickory stick striking her in the flank, and the searing pain it left behind. She had been in trouble quite a few times for it, more than she could count.

“That is correct Scootaloo.” She said with a evil smirk. “But this time I am going to let it slide.” Scootaloo tilted her head in confusion, as Mrs. Horse Feather placed on hoof under Scootaloo’s chin.

“Why are you letting it slide?” Scootaloo asked.

Mrs. Horse Feather gave a slight chuckle. A weez could be heard coming from her lungs with every laugh. “Why Scootaloo, don’t you know what day it is?

“No Mam what day is it?” Scootaloo asked.

“It's your birthday dear.” Mrs. Horse Feather said as she drug Scootaloo in for a hug. Scootaloo accepted the hug. It was not often Mrs. Horse Feather showed any affection towards the orphans. Scootaloo then hit herself in the face with her hoof.

“I can't believe I forgot my own birthday.” Scootaloo said now red in the face.

Mrs. Horse Feather then reached into a bag that was attached to her side, and drug out a small pouch and proceeded to hand it to Scootaloo.

“Here you go my dear. Happy Birthday.” Said Mrs. Horse Feather.

Scootaloo sat down and looked inside the pouch. Her eyes went wide, she could not believe what she was seeing. It was a bag of bits. Tears formed in her eyes as she looked up at Mrs. Horse Feather.

“Why are you giving me these?” Scootaloo asked. Mrs. Horse Feather was not a pony to give out bits. It was unheard of in the orphanage. The most anypony ever got was a stuffed animal or a new blanket.

“Oh you think they are from me? Mrs. Horse Feather laughed. “Why don't you read the tag dear?”. Scootaloo turned the tag over, It was from Rainbow Dash.

“That blue Pegasus was in here before anypony was up to give you that. She said she would have gave it to you herself, but she got a urgent call from the wonder bolts.”

Scootaloo now wore a big smile on her face as she looked at Mrs. Horse Feather.

“Go on, go and have some fun. I am sure you and your friends can find something to spend those bits on.” Mrs. Horse Feather said as she trotted back down the hall.

It took no time for Scootaloo be outside and whizzing down the dirt paths on her scooter. She was so excited, she could not wait to tell the girls. Then something clicked in her head. She came to a sudden stop, and tears began rolling down her face. She remembered that the girls and their sisters were in Manehatten for a while, and would not be back till next week.

Scootaloo’s ears drooped down as she began pushing her scooter slowly down the path. If there was one thing she hated, it was being alone. She felt just like she did before she had met the girls. She pushed her scooter for what seemed like forever, until she came upon a spot she had not been to in forever. It was a little pond out in the middle of a forest.

On one side of the pond was a gigantic rock with a little tunnel through it. There had not been anypony there in awhile. It was overgrown with weeds and the water was somewhat murky. Scootaloo made her way over to the rock and climbed on top. She used to come here to get away from the orphanage. Now she just found herself trying to escape the loneliness.

There was a nice warm breeze blowing through the trees, and the sunlight was beaming down on the pond. She looked across it to see a dragon fly just inches above the water.

“I wish I could fly.” Scootaloo said to herself while rolling over onto her back to look up at the sky. She used to watch Rainbow Dash from here, always leaving a bright rainbow trail behind her as she sped through the sky. Breaking any clouds that got in her way.

Scootaloo rolled back over and stood up again, looking over the pond. “I can fly. I know I can.” She said as her wings began to buzz. “If I am going to be alone, I am going to practice flying.” The thought of flying over the girls when they got back entered her mind. “Oh that would be so awesome.” She thought to herself.

She slowly moved toward the back of the rock. Crouching down to get a better launch she started buzzing her little wings as fast. and as hard as they could go. With a hard push, she jumped up into the air over the pond. She found herself hovering over the pond. Her wings unable to give her the propulsion needed for proper flight. Soon gravity began to take hold and she started slowly falling into the murky pond.

She tried with everything she had to keep from going in. But her wings simply gave out. Causing her to dive head first into the pond.

The next thing she knew she was falling through a dark void. Or at least she thought she was falling. There was no wind and know way of knowing if she was up or down. She had never experienced anything like this before. Soon a light appeared in the distance, and it seemed to be getting closer with each passing second.

With a sudden splash she found herself catapulted into the air, only to crash down onto a
Hard grassy bank. Her ears were ringing and her head hurt. She looked around and immediately knew she was no longer in equestria. This was place was so dull in color yet seemed so full of life. 

She sat there, as she studied her surroundings. Everything was familiar yet so different at the same time. She gazed upon the trees, that surrounded the pond that she had just flew out of. The texture of the bark and the look of the leaves, was so much different than in Equestria. Scootaloo got up and started inspecting the area further. She was still unsure if she feel safe or frightened.

After her brief inspection of the area. Her mind was allowed to wander a bit, as she still tried to process where she was. Her thoughts were cut short by the sound of twigs snapping and leaves crunching. She could tell something was coming, and it was big. Her mind raced as thoughts of what it could be flooded her head.

She found herself pacing back on forth trying to figure out what to do. She didn't know if this thing was out to eat her or not. Then she spotted the silhouette of the figure making its way towards her. It's was a lot taller than she was and appeared to walk on two legs, with two more hanging from its sides.

Scootaloo panicked, and took off sprinting in the opposite direction. Only to have her hoof catch on a tree root that was sticking out of the ground, sending her flying head first into a tree. Followed by a thud and then blackness.

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Scootaloo awoke, her head feeling like someone had hit her with a bat. She then felt something was wrapped around her, it was warm and soft. “Am I wrapped in a blanket?” She thought to herself. Slowly she began to open her eyes, her vision was flooded with light. Slowly though everything began to come into focus.

She looked around and found that she was indeed wrapped up in a blanket. Managing to free her legs from the warmth of the blankets she pushed herself up. She brought a hoof up to her head and felt something weird. Her head was wrapped in some cloth. She began to rub her head some more. Only to bring her hoof back down quickly, as she hit a tender spot.

Looking at her new surroundings, she noted a really big window that went all the way from the floor to nearly to ceiling. Along with a desk with a few pictures on it. There was also something in the floor making a buzzing sound, and had flashing lights. She looked over to her right and saw a door, it was standing wide open.

“Well if whoever brought me here, is trying to keep my prisoner. They are doing a bad job at it.” She thought to herself. She then turned to inspect what she was sitting on.

“A Bed?” Scootaloo looked over it. “Oh wow. What ever sleeps in this thing must be huge.” She thought to herself, never seeing a bed that size before.

The sound of footsteps coming near the door startled her. Her first instinct was to hide under the covers. “If it see’s that I am still sleeping, it might leave me alone. Then I can make a break for it.” She thought to herself as the footsteps stopped next to her.

She felt herself start to shake, and tears form in her eyes. She was scared. All sorts of thoughts were running through her head. “Omc I am going to die here. It's going to eat me.” She felt it start to touch her back. Scootaloo instantly bolted out from under the cover and backed against the wall on the other side of the bed.

Her eyes connecting with the thing in front of her, tears now rolling down her cheeks. The thing reached out for her with one of its upper legs. Scootaloo let out a loud squeak, before curling up into a ball. Afraid of what was about to happen.

The feeling of two of the leg things began to wrap around her and pick her up. She started to squirm in its legs trying to free herself, only to be pulled in and held tightly. As much as she tried, she was unable to free herself. The things grip was too tight.

Then she felt something start to stroke her mane slowly, and gently.

“It's ok little one. I am not going to hurt you.” The thing spoke in a very soft yet firm tone.

Scootaloo tried one more time to break away from its hold, only to be held tighter, and the feeling of it stroking her mane continued again. “Please let me go.” Scootaloo begged.

The stroking stopped as she felt herself being pulled away from it. “You can talk?” The thing asked, as Scootaloo was trying to avoid any eye contact with it. Scootaloo remained silent. All that could be heard was the sniffles coming from her nose. 

She felt herself get pulled back into it. The thing proceeded to sit down on the bed, where Scootaloo had been. Then it began to rock back and forth while stroking her mane again. Scootaloo was not sure how to handle what was going on. It wasn't trying to hurt her at all. If anything it was trying to comfort her.

She shook her head, and managed to pull away enough to look at the thing in the face. Her eyes still wet with tears. She looked at it closely with a puzzled look on her face. And saw it had a beard and kinda short mane. “What ever this thing is, it's a male.” She thought to herself.

“So you're not going to talk to me?” The thing asked.

“You're not trying to eat me.” Scootaloo asked.

The thing gave out a thunderous laugh. “No little one. I would never dream of eating you.” It said with a reassuring smile.

“So what are you, and what is this place? Where am I?” Scootaloo asked.

“Well my name is Mike, and I am a human. This is my house, I found you by my pond. You had been knocked out.” Mike looked at Scootaloo and gave a smile. “It looked like you tried to head butt a tree.” Mike said teasingly.

Scootaloo blushed, and went to rub her head without thinking. Only to wince in pain. “I remember I was running from something and then tripped.”

“I'm sorry I guess that was me, you was running from. I heard something splash in my pond and came to see what it was.” Mike then proceeded to rub his own head.

“So where am I?” Scootaloo asked again.

“You are in the United States of America, in a place called Maine.” He said, then looked at Scootaloo. “Who are you, and where are you from? If you don’t mind me asking.”

Scootaloo looked away from him, and thought for a second before telling him. Wondering if she should really tell him the truth. Then figured she might as well, considering that he was being kind to her.

“My name is Scootaloo, I am from a place called Ponyville In Equestria.” Scootaloo said, as she looked at him nervously.

“I don't know how I got here. I remember falling into a pond in my world, then ending up here.” Her eyes shot wide open, and she ran towards the window. “Mike, your pond. I might be able to get back home, if I jump in.” She said looking back at him with excitement in her eyes.

Mike gave a small sigh. “Ok I guess I can take you down to the pond, and give this a shot.” He said as he got up from the bed, and proceeded to pick her back up. With that they proceeded to go back to the pond where he found her.

“What if you can’t go back home Scootaloo?” Mike asked as they made their way down the short path towards the pond.

“It will work. I know it will.” She said with confidence, with the pond coming into view.

Scootaloo quickly jumped out of Mike’s arms and bolted towards the pond. Mike was hot on her trail, in case something didn't work.

He watched as she leaped into the air. She buzzed her wings on her sides to try to get a further jump, and landed in the middle of the pond with a loud splash. Scootaloo found herself swimming down, Trying her best to hit the portal that brought her here. But soon found she needed air and breached the water like a shark attacking a seal.

“I need to try again.” She said gasping for air, only to go back under for a second attempt.

Mike watched as the she tried, and tried again. Until he saw a rush of air bubbles start coming up from where she was. “Oh shit!” Mike screamed, as he made a mad dash towards the pond. He jumped in and swam as fast as he could towards where the air bubbles had been coming up. The cool water chilling him, but that was the last thing on his mind. All he knew, is that he needed to help the little pony.

Mike dove into the depths of the murky pond. The pond was only about 12 feet deep, and it was a depth he had reached many times in the past. But he also knew that there was plants down there, that could snag a leg if you was not careful.

It did not take him long to locate her. Her body caught by a underwater vine. He feared the worse as quickly freed her and started bringing her up. “Please come back to me.” He thought as he brought her limp body back to the edge of the pond.

The cool air cut through him like a knife, as he began trying to do C.P.R on her. With every few compressions he would blow air down her muzzle. Trying his best to get as much in as possible. With each passing second he became more, and more frantic.

“Please damnit, breath! He yelled as he took one more massive breath and blew into her muzzle again.

Water began to spew out of Scootaloo's mouth, as she began coughing and gasping for air. Each cough bringing up more water. Scootaloo sat up and began trying to catch her breath, like it was the first breaths she had ever took.

Scootaloo looked up at Mike and saw tears flowing down his face, along with a smile. Mike was quick to grab Scootaloo and bring her in for a hug.

“Your ok!” He said cheerfully, as he squeezed her.

Scootaloo pulled away and looked at him. “You *Cough Cough* saved me.” She said, still having some difficulty breathing. Mike started patting her on the back, trying to assist in getting any leftover water out of her lungs.

When her breathing finally calmed down, she lept into Mike’s chest and embraced him.

“Thank you for saving me!” She cried, as Mike wrapped his arms around her, and picked her up. He began to carry her back up towards his house. Scootaloo just continued to cry, and clung onto him for dear life. Though she had only just met him, she felt she could trust him with her life.

Once the two had made it back inside. Mike got to work on getting her dried off and warm. He could care less about how he felt at the moment. His body may have been freezing cold, but his heart was warm. 

He worked tediously as he began scrubbing her with a towel, trying to get all of her fur dry. He could tell that she was freezing cold, and was determined warm her back up. Once he felt that her coat was dry enough, he began to work on her mane.

The sound of a hairdryer starting up startled Scootaloo. But her mind was quickly put at ease, by the warmth blowing through her mane. But with the warmth also came sadness. She had almost died, trying to get back home. She couldn't help but wonder if she would every see her friends again.

Mike took notice, that Scootaloo was starting to cry again. He knew why to. Mike turned off the hair dryer, and moved around to look Scootaloo in the face. Scootaloo looked at him, then slammed her hoof onto the floor.

“I couldn't make it back!”, she screamed. “Now I will never get to see my friends again. It's all I had, and now it's gone.”

Mike couldn't bare to see her like this. He couldn't imagine the pain she had to be feeling. He needed to say something to make her feel better, but what?

“Scootaloo look at me.” Mike said, as he took his hand and lifted her chin. “I know it must hurt, not being able to go back to your friends. But I think if you can come here through a portal. Then they should be able to find a way to bring you back.” Scootaloo looked at Mike.

“Do you really think so?” Scootaloo asked.

“Yeah I do.” Mike said. “And in the meantime while your waiting for that to happen. I will do my best to make you feel at home here.” He said, with a reassuring smile.

This seemed to change Scootaloo's mood a bit. “Are you sure I won't get in the way?”

“Of course I'm sure.” He said. “As long as you are here. I will keep you safe and make sure you have a place to sleep, and food to eat.”

Scootaloo launched herself into his arms again, and nuzzled him under the chin. “Oh thank you MIke. Thank you so much.” 

Mike could feel a newfound warmth growing inside of him. He had never felt needed before. He felt like this little pony was his responsibility. He didn't even know how old she was, but could tell she was still a child. He was not about to let a child go hungry, or be left out on her own. It just was not right.

The two sat like that for awhile. Mike noticed that Scootaloo's breathing had become calm and slow. She had fallen asleep in his arms. His heart melted at the thought. He looked at the clock and noted the time. It was almost 10pm, Then day had been a long one, for the both of them. 

Mike slowly lifted Scootaloo, and tried to place her on his bed. But her grip was strong. She was not willing to let go, Even in her sleep. Mike slowly managed to free himself of the sleeping pony. He was just about to cover her up and go sleep on the couch, but he decided that he had better stay with her tonight. Since it was her first night in a strange new house, and world.

So he grabbed another blanket and pillow and laid down beside her, after turning off the lights. The moonlight shone through the window, onto Scootaloo's face. Mike couldn't help but smile at how cute she looked, just laying there sleeping away. Then he done something that he had never had the chance to do before.

Mike leaned over and kissed Scootaloo on the forehead. He watched as she seemed to settle more, by pressing her head into the pillow, and pulling the covers closer. He grinned again, before laying down himself and drifting off to sleep.
    

    


    

> Make this house a home
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    Mike awoke the next morning, only to find Scootaloo had cuddled up to him in her sleep. Mike rubbed his eyes and looked down at the sleeping pony. He watched as her chest moved up and down with each breath. He could see her eyes moving under her eyelids.

“She must be dreaming.” He thought to himself, as one of her hind legs flinched. “I wonder what she is dreaming about? She is probably dreaming about her friends or something.” Then it struck him. He knew nothing about the pony. Didn't know her age, didn't know about where she was from. All he knew is that she was a scared little pony, in this new world.

“I guess I am going to ask her about some things when she wakes up.” He said to himself.

Mike then quietly got out of bed, and snuck to the kitchen to make breakfast. “The poor girl has not had anything to eat since she got here.” He thought.

Some time passed and Scootaloo began to stir in the bed. Her legs reaching for something that was not there. She opened her eyes, to find that Mike was not there. She had woken up in the middle of the night, and cuddled up to him. Something about him, made her feel comfortable and warm. 

She pulled her legs back towards her, and rolled over. That is when the smell of something wonderful filled her nose. And her stomach took notice, as it began to growl. “I wonder what that is.” She said to herself, as she hopped off the bed. 

She felt nervous exploring the house. It was so big, everything seemed to tower above her. She didn't realize just how big Mike was. Of course she was still a filly, and small for her age. She followed the smell. Sticking her nose into every room as she walked around the house, searching for the source.

Until finally she came into this big kitchen. She looked around and was amazed at the size of the place. It was bigger than the kitchen back at the orphanage. She then spotted Mike standing over the stove with a pan, stirring the wonderful smelling contents.

“Mike.” Scootaloo said as she slowly entered the room.

Mike turned slowly and saw her peeking her head around the corner. “Good morning Scootaloo, I hope you slept well.” He said with a smile, only to see her ears lower.

“I was dreaming about home. My friends didn't even care I was gone.” She looked at him, tears already forming in her eyes. “You think that is true Mike?” She asked.

Mike turned the burner on the stove off and placed the pan on the counter. He turned and walked over to Scootaloo, who was quickly becoming a teary mess. He picked her up and looked at her. “If they are truly your friends, then they will search for you until the end of time.” He said hugging her tight. He could feel her tears soaking through his shirt.

He patted her mane for a moment, before hearing her belly growl. He grinned and pulled her away. “Sounds like someone is hungry.”

Scootaloo looked down and blushed. “Yeah I guess that I am.” She said as she looked towards toward the stove, where Mike had just been cooking.

Mike laughed a bit. “I thought you might be, so I cooked you some breakfast.” He said as he sat her down in a chair at the table.

Scootaloo looked over the table and saw, that it was going to be quite the task for her to eat there. “Um Mike. I don't think I can reach the table.

Mike looked over to see only Scootaloo's head poking up from the other side of the table. Mike couldn't help but laugh. Scootaloo didn't think it was all that funny, as she gave him a evil glare. “I'm sorry Scootaloo, you just have to see it how I do to understand.” Mike disappeared for a moment, only to return with a really thick book.

He picked Scootaloo up, and placed the book under her, before sitting her back down. Scootaloo was now able to place her hooves on the table, with no trouble at all. Mike then returned with a plate of food for Scootaloo. Her eyes widened as she looked at it.

Mike had made her a feast. There was eggs with green peppers mixed in. A piece of toast, well buttered, and huge chocolate chip pancake drenched in syrup. Her mouth began to water as she looked up at Mike. 

“This is all for me?” She asked.

Mike smiled. “Of course it is. You had not ate a thing since you came here yesterday. So I knew you had to be hungry.”

“Thank you! I never got anything like this at the orphanage.” Scootaloo said as she dug into the food, like a wild beast. 

Mike began to make his plate, when what Scootaloo said hit him like a ton of bricks. “She is a orphan?”. He thought to himself. Mike dropped the spoon he was holding and just stood there. 

Scootaloo lifted her head up from her feast, to see him just standing there. His face was missing any expression. Something was wrong, Scootaloo could feel it. She quickly jumped out of her chair and raced over to his side.

She began to nudge Mike to try to snap him out of his gaze. Finally after a moment he shook his head and looked down at Scootaloo, who had her face covered in bits of egg, pancake, and syrup. “What's wrong Mike? She asked.

Mike turned around and grabbed a towel to wipe her face with, and slid down to sit next to her on the floor. He began to wipe her face. “Scootaloo, you said you was a orphan. Did I hear that right?” Mike asked as he finished up getting the last of the syrup off her fur.

Scootaloo tilted her head. “Yeah I am a orphan. Why do you ask?” Scootaloo was now a bit confused.

Mike began to stroke Scootaloo’s mane. “You see Scootaloo, I was also a orphan.” 

Scootaloo's mouth dropped. She couldn't believe it. This human, that was being so kind to her. Had once been an orphan himself. “Really Mike, you were a orphan just like me? 

Mike grinned. “I was, I got adopted when I was 11.” He said as he looked towards the floor. “My foster parents were not there best people in the world though. It seemed like everyday, I was getting yelled at for something. Even if I didn't think I done anything wrong.” A small tear formed in his eye. “I ran away when I was 16 and never looked back.”

He had stopped running his hands through Scootaloo's mane. And now he was just sitting there, staring at the floor. Scootaloo began to nuzzle herself between his arm and his chest. She placed a hoof on his leg and looked up at him.

Her pink eyes seemed to unlock the floodgates, as tears began to pour from his eyes. He brought Scootaloo into a hug, and just cried. Scootaloo wanted to cry herself, but held it back. She could tell he was hurting on the inside, and needed somepony to hug. Normally she was not up for the mushy stuff, but this time she made an exception.

The two sat in the floor until Mike was able to pull himself back together, and decided it was time to continue with breakfast. Scootaloo had already finished most her plate, and was more interested in Mike than eating.

She sat there watching him eat for a few moments, only taking her eyes off him to take a bit of food. “Scootaloo, I have been wondering. How old are you?” Mike asked.

Scootaloo didn't expect him to ask that question, but who was she to lie about her age. She was still just a filly after all. “I'm eight.” She said, as she stuffed another bite of pancake into her mouth. “Yesterday was my birffday.” She said with her mouth still full.

Mike sat his fork down, and rubbed his mouth with his napkin. “So your birthday present, was being sent here to stay with me for awhile.” Mike said before he realized that he misspoke. Scootaloo was quick to look away.

He had hurt her again. He didn't mean to, he just had a bad way of wording things sometimes. “I'm sorry Scootaloo.” He said as he came over to her side. “I just say dumb things, without thinking sometimes. Scootaloo looked up at him.

“It's ok Mike. I know you didn't mean anything by it. I just took it wrong.” Scootaloo said with a sigh.

“Well did you get anything for your birthday? He asked.

“Yeah I got a bag of bits from Rainbow Dash. She always does nice things for me.” Scootaloo seemed to perk up a bit.

“Who is Rainbow Dash?” Mike asked, only to be bombarded with information.

Scootaloo went into a complete rant about her hero, and adoptive big sister. She told him just how amazing she was. And everything that she had done for her. And even how she bought her, her favorite scooter. After that though, her ears lowered back down.

“I don't guess I will be riding it for awhile.” She said. 

Mike couldn't help but feel bad for her. She seemed that she really enjoyed her scooter. Then he remembered, that he had a scooter in the basement. It was his from when he was younger. He could remember riding it himself. He spent a lot of time on it. And now it was just sitting there collecting dust.

“Hey, what if I told you. That you could ride again.” Mike said with a grin.

Scootaloo perked up. “Do you really mean it?” She asked as she began bouncing up and down.

“Yeah I mean it. But only on one condition.” He said

“What's that?” Scootaloo asked. Not able to contain her excitement.

“You gotta help me clean up in here. It's kind of a mess from cooking this morning.” 

“Deal.” Scootaloo said. 

The two began to clean up the kitchen. It was an interesting task. One of which he would only ask her to do again, once she learned where everything went. She was just throwing things in random places. But he couldn't scold her over it. It was just too cute to see her so happy and energetic for once.

Once the kitchen was clean, Mike took Scootaloo down stairs to the basement. He couldn't wait to see what she could do on the thing. Upon turning on the light, a little glimmer of chrome popped up out of the corner of Scootaloo's eyes. There it was the scooter, she had been waiting to see.

She raced over to it, as quick as her legs could take her. Mike watched as she started looking at the scooter. She was in awe over it. It reminded him, of how he felt when he first got it.

Scootaloo turned to Mike. “Why does it only have 2 wheels? She asked.

“Do they have more where you come from?” Mike asked a bit puzzled.

Scootaloo nodded her head. “Yeah, all the scooters there have 4 wheels and a bigger deck to stand on.”

Mike scratched his head. “Does this mean you can't ride it?”

Scootaloo looked over the scooter again. Her hoof ran down the slick metal on the handle bar. “I think I can give it a shot.” She said with a determined smile.

Mike picked up the scooter, and took it outside. Mike had a lot of space for Scootaloo to ride. He was the only person for a few miles. So he had no worries of someone seeing a bright colored pony, riding a scooter around his property. 

Scootaloo trotted up to the scooter, and placed one of her back hoofs on the deck. The proceeded to grab onto the bars. Mike watched as she done this. He couldn't wrap his head around how she was grabbing the bars. He was not about to question it.

She stood there and rolled the scooter back and forth. Trying to figure out how she was going to balance on it. Two wheels was new thing for her. And she was not sure how easy she could do this. But she was still determined to do it. She loved riding, and would give anything to be able to do it here.

Soon she placed her other hoof on the ground and gave a quick kick. The scooter began to roll. She found it to be very wobbly. She was very unsure about it. She found herself standing differently on it, than she had her other.

She continued to practice riding it for a bit, and Mike just stood back and watched. With each passing moment, he watched her improve. She was learning very quickly. “I would have face planted by now.” He thought to himself.

Then he saw it. He watched as her eyes narrowed, and she gave a hard kick to get her started. Her wings began to flap furiously. A loud buzzing could be heard coming from her wings. She quickly accelerated down the dirt path. A cloud of dust being left in her wake. Mikes jaw dropped as he watched her rocket down the path.

She started another trip back. He watched as she started to turn towards a wood plank that had been propped up on some logs. “Is she going to do, what I think she is going to do?” He asked himself about the time she hit the board.

She went rocketing into the air. The scooter beneath her began to twirl around, as she began to perform a stunt. While in the air she gave the handle bars a quick twist, and landed back down on the deck. Before landing flawlessly on the other side of the wood pile. 

Mike was floored. He had never dreamed that she would do something like that, or could do anything like that. 

Scootaloo rode the scooter back over to him, and just started at his face. She could tell that he was a bit shocked. “It took me a bit to get comfortable with it. But I think I got it down now.” She said while brushing her mane out of her face. “Thanks for letting me ride it.”

Mike just looked at her for a moment. “Scootaloo. I don't know where you learned to ride like that. But I am very impressed.” She blushed and turned her head, So he couldn't see it. “How about you keep the scooter. I don't need it anymore, and you look like you really like it.”

“Really?” She asked excitedly.

“Yeah, consider it a birthday present from me.” Mike said, before being tackled by the orange filly.

“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!” She screamed as she nuzzled his chest. 

“You are very welcome.” He said, as he pulled her into a hug.

The two sat there for awhile and talked about things. Scootaloo talked about Equestria and all of her friends. Along with the different pony races. She even explained her inability to fly, and how she has tried and tried to.

Mike felt sorry for the poor little filly, as he began to explain about his world, and how everything worked. He also explained his job as a computer technician. This peaked Scootaloo's interest. So he promised to show her what one was, and how to use one.

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The day drew on, as they both learned more and more about each other. And the conversation lasted well through lunch. Both taking turns asking questions about how things worked, and comparing them to their own worlds.

After a while though, both lost interest in the subjects. Mike eventually decided that he should make dinner, since they only had a few hours of daylight left. Scootaloo on the other hand decided to take it upon herself to explore the property. Mike made sure to tell her there areas to stay away from. And made her promise to stay away from the pond. He couldn't bare the thought of finding her floating lifeless.

Scootaloo began slowly riding around on the scooter. Taking in every little detail of her new surroundings. She was still finding everything so intriguing. The way everything looked compared to her world. And she was trying to figure out why there was no magic here. It was something she was so used to having it around. And the feeling of it not being there, left her feeling somewhat empty on the inside.

She rode around the property for a good hour before returning to the house. She didn't go inside though. Instead she found herself leaning on a porch rail, overlooking the forest. And right in the middle was the pond that brought her here. Tears rolled down her face.

“I want to go home.” She thought to herself as she sobbed into her hooves. She didn't realized everything she had, until it was gone. She just stood there looking off into the horizon, she felt numb. Everything around her started to go black, until she felt Mike’s hand running through her mane.

Scootaloo turned to face him. “Scootaloo I know that you miss home, and I would do anything to get you back home. But until we find a way to get you back. I try to make this place feel like a home.” Mason said while to trying to comfort the little filly.

“Thanks Mike, that means a lot, but I just don't know if I could ever call this place home.” She said while looking at the ground.

Mike picked Scootaloo up in his arms. “Could you at least give me a chance to try.” He said giving a pouty face, causing Scootaloo to grin a little. Before pushing her hoof against his lips.

“Ok I will give it a chance.” She said before wriggling free of his arms, and landing on the deck. “Now enough of this mushy stuff, let's eat.” She said, as she gave a wink, before trotting towards the door.

Dinner that night was interesting. Mike made vegetable lasagna for the first time. He didn't think it would be good to give a pony actual meat. Something told him, he better not. He hesitated to eat it, considering his diet has consisted of meat nearly every meal. But after watching Scootaloo dive into it. He could not help but dig in himself.

It surprised him that he actually like it. With each bite the flavor grew on him. “I guess this means I'm a vegetarian now.” He thought to himself. A chill went up his spine, when the thought of not being able to eat bacon again crossed his mind. 

He quickly shook the thought out of his head, and looked across at the young filly nearly done with her meal. Bits of pasta hanging from her fur. He giggled, and Scootaloo took notice.

“What's so funny?” She asked, while staring him down.

“Nothing. It's nothing, you just look cute with pasta on your face.” Mike said with a grin.

Scootaloo blushed a bit. “Watch it with the cute stuff.” She huffed. “I'm cool, I don't like none of that fru-fru girly cute stuff.” She said, with a glare before returning to her meal.

Mike was a bit taken back by this. But he knew the game she was playing. She was playing tough, when really all she wanted was to be loved. “Ok fuzz butt, I won't call you cute anymore.” He said with a grin.

Scootaloo sudden stopped chewing, and looked at him with a scowl. “What did you just call me.” She asked, pushing herself up on the table. Mike knew he hit the spot, and he was only going to keep it up.

“Oh nothing Fuzz Butt.” He said with a grin. 

“Take it back.” Scootaloo said, her tone becoming serious.

He looked back at her, and narrowed his eyes. “Make me.” He said while sticking his tongue out, giving a wink.

Scootaloo jumped out her chair and ran around the table. She was heading straight for the side of his leg. Until she felt herself get lifted up and turned onto her back. She watched as he took his hand up in the air. Then brought it back down onto her belly, and started using his fingers to tickle her.

“Fuzz Butt, Fuzz Butt, Fuzz Butt.” He said while assaulting her with tickles.

Scootaloo began giggling uncontrollably, as she tried and tried to free herself from his grasp. “No!” She screamed between laughs. Her eyes now watering from laughing so much. But his attack continued.

Finally she managed to free herself. She took off running toward the bedroom with Mike right behind her. Once in the room she dashed for the blanket, and tried to hide under it. Only for Mike to continue the onslaught of tickles.

“Say you’re a fuzz butt, and I will stop.” He said with the filly squirming around on the bed, laughing and crying at the same time.

“No!” She screamed, with what little air she could get.

“Say it.” He said, as he continued.

“No!” She screamed again, this time a bit louder.

Then Mike shifted his hand and went under her wing. She was absolutely lost in a fit of giggles.

“Ok, ok, ok, I'll say it.” She said.

“Say what?” He asked as his fingers continued the attack.

“I'm a fuzz butt, I'm a fuzz butt.”

Mike left go of Scootaloo, and watched as she tried to catch her breath. “I still say your cute though.” He said, with a chuckle before getting jabbed in the leg with a hoof. He looked down at her. She had her tongue out and her nose squinted. “Ready for round 2” He asked with evil grin.

“NO!” She screamed.

Mike gave another laugh. “Ok then, how about we go to bed. It's getting kinda late.”

“Oh ok.” Scootaloo said as she laid back and gave a loud yawn.

Mike got up and grabbed the blanket and draped it over Scootaloo. “Let me get changed, and I will be right back.”

“Ok.” Scootaloo said as she pulled the cover up and rolled over.

Mike grabbed his sleep shorts and a t-shirt, then went to the bathroom to change. When he returned to the room. Scootaloo was already asleep and snoring softly. “I guess I wore her out.” He said as he climbed in bed, and pulled some covers over himself. Before sleep took ahold of him to.

> A Place To Call Her Own
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

    The week seemed to pass rather slowly for Scootaloo. She seemed to find it hard to adjust to this new world. Every morning she would wake up and hope that she was back in Ponyville, only to learn she was still right here. And things got very lonely when Mike would have to leave her to go to work. If there is one thing she hated, it was being alone.

Mike had taught her a few things around the house. One of which being, how to use the telephone. And Mike would called her throughout the day, to check on her. He would also make her breakfast every morning, and have a lunch prepared for her, so she wouldn't go hungry. 

The first day Mike left her alone, she ended up sitting on the porch all day. Going inside only to eat, and answer the phone when he would call. So to keep her from getting bored around the house. Mike gave her a small list of chores to do, to keep her busy….ish. He knew that she couldn't do a lot of the things he done. But he made it work, if only with small little things. 

He also showed her how to work the tv. This was something that interested the young little filly. It was a like a little theater, and she could pick what she wanted to watch. Instead of waiting for something new to come around every two weeks, and pay 15 bits to watch it. 

She still found some joy though. Every afternoon she would hop on her scooter and take off down the little dirt paths through the woods. Keeping mind that, Mike said to be careful. Cause there were things in the woods that might think she was a meal. And when Mike would come home at night, he would bring her little things from town. 

Her favorite thing though, was the purple teddy bear that he gave her. After her first day alone. It had a white belly, and a red little bow tie. She named him Russ. She began to carry him around with her. Using him kinda like a security blanket. Just something about the bear, made her feel safe.

Tonight though, not even Russ could help her feel safe. It was getting late, and Mike was not back home yet. There was a storm going on outside, and the high winds, and rain. Coupled with the Lightning and thunder. Left poor Scootaloo, hiding under a blanket on the couch. She learned that the weather here controlled itself, and was not sure how to feel about that. At least in Ponyville the weather was under control, and never was meant to hurt anypony.

Thunder shook the house, and everything went dark. Scootaloo yelped loudly, and took off towards the bedroom. Where she took shelter under the bed. Her tough pony act, was now gone. All she wanted was somepony to cuddle up to. 

The house continued to shake from the thunder and wind, until she could hear it getting further and further away. Her mind was finally starting to calm, and so was her breathing. Still she was worried about Mike. She was not used to him being gone so long.

“He should have been home a hour ago.” She thought to herself.

She found herself sobbing while hiding under the bed. Though Mike was still somewhat of a stranger to her. He was the only one around that she knew. She couldn't help but feel attached to him. The room was silent, all that could be heard now, was the soft sound of rain on the roof. 

The sound itself was soothing to her ears, and soon she drifted off into a slumber. Only to be awoken a few minutes later but the sound of Mike's van pulling into the driveway.

Scootaloo bolted towards the front door. She was so happy that he was home. And was also a bit cross at him for making her worry like that. She stood there watching and waiting for the door knob to turn. Soon she heard the latch click and the knob turn. She backed away from the door, to give Mike room to get in.

Mike walked in, to see Scootaloo sitting on her rear. With her front legs crossed. He could tell that she was not happy with him being home so late. He was about to say something when Scootaloo jumped up into his arms. 

*Where were you at? Why did it take you so long to get home?” Scootaloo asked, while looking at Mike with tears in her eyes.

Mike squeezed the little filly tight. *I’m sorry Scootaloo. I had to stop somewhere on the way home. Then the storm got bad, and traffic was going really slow.* Mike said.

Scootaloo pushed away from him. *You could have called me.* She said, her voice becoming more stern.

*I tried to call you, but since the phone don't work without power. I could not reach you.* Mike said.

Scootaloo's ears lowered. *Oh. I guess I shouldn't have yelled at you then. I was so worried about you.*

Mike picked Scootaloo back up, and hugged her. *Its ok. You were scared, I'm not mad at you.*

Mike then pulled her back and looked her in the face. *Besides I got something out in the van for you.*

Scootaloo's eyes lit up. *Really! You got me something? Scootaloo said with excitement.

*Yes I did, but we need to wait for the power to come back on, before we bring it inside.* Mike said, as he looked around the dark house.

*So you can't make it come back on?* Scootaloo asked.

Mike laughed. The question was one that a two year old would ask. So he answered it, like he would if he was talking to a two year old. 

*No Scootaloo. I can't make the power come back on. There are these things called power lines, and when one of them breaks. The power will go out until it's fixed.*
Scootaloo looked at him puzzled. *Why can't you fix the power line?* Scootaloo asked. Still not quite understanding what Mike was talking about.

Mike laughed again. *It's the power companies job to fix them. And it doesn't take them very long to do it.* Mike said as a small beep was heard and the lights came back on.

This scared Scootaloo and she hid behind Mike. Who just couldn't help but laugh. He then felt her kick in the leg, and give a small huf. Which just made him laugh even more. He couldn't help it. *She is just too cute when she is scared or upset.* He thought to himself.

Once he composed himself again, he looked down at Scootaloo. Who was still cute and angry at the same time. *Scootaloo, I need you to go into the bedroom and shut the door. And don't come out until I tell you to.* Mike said gently nudging her along.

*Wait, why do I have to do that?* Scootaloo asked.

Mike gave another chuckle. *It's a surprise silly. Now hurry up, and do like I said.*
*Oh ok.* Scootaloo said, as she began walking towards the bedroom. Mike watched as she closed the door behind her.

*No peeking or else I am taking it back to the store.* Mike said. Only to get a muffled *Ok* from behind the bedroom door.

Mike then set to work, getting the surprise ready for Scootaloo. Making multiple trips out to the van. This was something, that he really wanted to do. *It will make her happy to have her own room.* He thought to himself. He wore a big smile on his face, as he worked on the surprise.

Scootaloo, sat in the room in silence. Listening to sounds that were being made by Mike moving things around. Every now and then she would hear the sound of him beating on something. Sometimes what he beat on, made a metallic sound. *What in the name of Celestia, is he doing in there?* She thought to herself. 

She watched the clock for a good 2 hours. Dozing once for a few moments. Only to be woken up by more beating and banging. The suspense was started to get to her. As she began to pace around the room. She was starting to feel like a caged animal.

Finally the sounds stopped, and she heard Mike's footsteps coming towards the door. She watched as the door opened. The second it was wide enough for her to fit through, she began to bolt through it. Only to be stopped by Mike's strong arms, as he picked her up. And placed a hand over her eyes.

*Nope sorry Scoots, but this is a big surprise and you can only see it, once we are in there.* Mike said, while holding the squirming filly in his arms. He walked slowly down the hall. Just to make the suspense even greater. And with each passing moment he could feel her becoming more and more impatient. 

Mike opened the door to the room, and stepped inside. He took her to the middle of the room, and stood there. *Ok Scootaloo, on the count of three. I am going to uncover your eyes.* Mike said. He felt Scootaloo get stiff in his arms. *One….. Twooooo……… Three!* Mike said as he uncovered her eyes.

Light flooded Scootaloo's eyes, and her surroundings came into view. Her eyes grew wide at what she was seeing. Right in front of her was a massive bed with pink and purple sheets. There was a matching dresser right beside it up against the wall. She saw a little nightstand on the left of the bed, with a pink lamp with a purple shade. Even the curtains followed the same Color scheme with pink and purple stripes.

Mike slowly let Scootaloo down, and allowed her to explore her new room. He watched as she slowly walked around the room and inspected, every little detail. She walked over to a closet, and slowly opened it. Only to find it empty. She looked over at Mike.

*I was not sure if you had clothes where you come from. So I didn't get any. But if you do, I am sure I can figure out something.* Mike said. Little did Scootaloo know. Is that Mike was in the process of making her an entire wardrobe. He was quite handy with a sewing machine.

*Uhm yeah we do wear clothes sometimes.* Scootaloo said as she looked around the room some more. Until she finally hopped onto the bed and looked over at Mike. Mike walked over and sat down beside her.

*You did all this for me?. Scootaloo asked tears could be seen forming in her eyes.

*Yes I did. I thought that since you were going to be staying with me. You could use your own room. A little place to call your own. Since you didn't have that back at the orphanage.” Mike said, right before he was tackled by Scootaloo.

*Thank you, so much Mike. You don't know how much this means to me.* Scootaloo said as she wrapped her legs around him, and held on tightly.

*You are very welcome Scootaloo.* Mike said, as he returned the hug and began stroking her mane.

He held her there until he felt his shirt starting to get wet. He looked down to see that she was drooling. Scootaloo was fast asleep in his arms. *I guess she is worn out from every that happened today.* He thought to himself. 

Mike slowly moved the sleeping filly off of him, and gently pulled the covers on top of her. He looked down at her and leaned down and kissed her on the head. Good night Scootaloo he said, as he turned towards the door.

Right before he turned off the lights, he turned back to look at her one last time. What he saw made is heart melt. Scootaloo was sucking her hoof, like a child would suck their thumb. Mike couldn't resist dragging his phone out and snapping a quick pick. Before turning off the light and shutting the door.

Mike took a deep breath, and gave a smile.  *Time to start on her second surprise.* He said, as he made his way towards the basement.

Faint sounds of a sewing machine, could be heard until 3am when Mike decided to call it quits for the night and head to bed himself.


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Scootaloo awoke the next morning. With a newfound feeling of comfort. As she laid there, She couldn't help but take everything in again. The warmth and security of her sheets. The feeling of actually have her own room. It was a great feeling. A new feeling filled her heart. She felt wanted, for once in her life.

Scootaloo slid of the bed and looked around. Something seemed off about this morning. She did not hear Mike up and about. This was strange, considering his was normally an early riser.  Scootaloo walked quietly through the house, until she came to his bedroom.

There was Mike. His mouth hanging open, and a bead of drool could be seen running down his chin. Along with the slow rhythmic sound of his breath could be heard.

Scootaloo enjoyed watching him sleep. She had never really watched him, since she had arrived. She also thought he looked kinda funny. She couldn't help but let out a small giggle. 

She moved to the edge of the bed, and slowly climbed up. She nuzzled her way into Mike's chest, and curled up in a ball. Sure she loved the feeling of her bed, but something about being close to Mike made her feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside.

As she laid there, she felt Mike's hand move up, and gently start stroking Scootaloo's mane. She looked up to see Mike looking down at her. 

*Good morning FuzzButt.* Mike said, teasingly. 

Scootaloo gently nudged Mike in the chest. *You know I hate that name.* Scootaloo said, as she crossed her hooves, and gave a pout.

Mike laughed. *Do I really need to tickle you again.?* Mike asked with a evil grin.

*No!* Scootaloo yelled, as she jumped off the bed and backed towards the door.

*Then Fuzz Butt it is.* Mike said.

Scootaloo looked at him with a defeated look. *Fine you can call me Fuzz Butt. Now can we have breakfast? I'm hungry.* She said, as her stomach gave an audible rumble.

Mike laughed. *Ok I will fix us something to eat. But after that, I need you to go outside and ride your scooter for a bit. I have something I need to finish, and I want it to be a surprise.*

Scootaloo looked at Mike with a puzzled look on her face. *Uhm okay.* She said, with noticeable hesitation in her voice.

Breakfast went by pretty uneventful. Even with Scootaloo trying to her best to figure out what her surprise was going to be. Mike was not budging. Finally she gave up, and went outside to ride.

After Mike got everything cleaned up. He headed downstairs to the basement. *I really hope she likes this.* He said to himself, as he turned on a light. There was fabric everywhere, along with sketches and outfits hung on a makeshift clothing rack.

He knew that she had clothes where she came from. But he was not sure how they wore them. So he did his best to try to figure it out. Him being knowledgeable with computers, allowed him to render the clothing designs on his computer. Making it easier for him to transfer it to the fabric. Soon once again, sounds of the sewing machine could be heard coming from the basement.

While this was happening, Scootaloo was having some fun. She was now used to only having two wheels, and was really pulling out all the stops. Leaving a dust cloud behind her, she raced down the dirt paths.

She began hitting dirt ramps, that she had put together a few day prior. They were really strong now. After it had rained, and the sun had baked them. She hit each ramp at high speed, using her wings to get her additional lift.

*At least these wings are good for something.* She thought to herself, as she hit another ramp.

The sun came to a center point in the sky, and Scootaloo found herself relaxing in a tree. That was just a few feet from the house. She admired the view. It overlooked the property, and gave her a view of what was past it. She could see road, and what Mike described as cars.

She could even hear the slight sounds that the engines made as they whizzed by. She was not to sure to trust cars. She didn't even like Mike getting in his van. They were just so unnatural to her. But apparently humans needed them to get places.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a door opening. She looked over to see Mike looking around for her.

*Over here!* She yelled, as she began to wave her hoof.

Mike looked over at her. *Ok Fuzz Butt, your surprise is ready.* He said, as he watched her give a shudder at the name. He loved tormenting her with that.

Scootaloo jumped, and buzzed her wings as she slowly made her way to the ground.  It did not take her long to sprint up the stairs, to the door where Mike was standing.

Mike lead Scootaloo down to the basement. Making sure that she was not able to see what was hidden in the corner.  Scootaloo stepped off the stairs, and began look around.

*Where is it?* She asked, with a puzzled look. 

Mike went over to the corner, and placed his hand on a stand with a cover on it. Scootaloo came closer. Mike then slowly pulled the cover off of it. Revealing the clothes that he had worked so hard on.

*I hope you like them. It was really hard to make clothes that fit a small pony.* He said, with a hopeful smile.

Scootaloo picked up on his smile. The last thing she wanted to do, was upset the person who took her in. She owed him a lot, and was not about to upset him. 

Scootaloo walked over to the rack and looked at the assortment of clothes. She was really amazed by all the work he had put into them. There were shirts, hooded shirts, skirts and a few dresses. Scootaloo was not one for dresses, and girly things, but for him. She figured she would go along with it.

*Wow Mike, these are really nice. I didn't know that you knew how to sew.* Scootaloo said, with an amazed look.

Mike rubbed the back of his neck. *Yeah it's a hobby I picked up when I was younger.* Mike said, with a slight blush.

Scootaloo continued to look at the clothes in front of her. She eyed a Cyan hooded shirt, and a skirt that matched it. Her first thought, was Rainbow Dash. The clothes were the same color as her coat.

She reached for the top, and pulled it off the hanger. Then reached for the skirt that matched. She looked over at Mike, who was beaming with pride.

*Mike can you help me put this on?* Scootaloo asked.

Those were the words that Mike was waiting to hear. His eye lit up with excitement. *Of course I can Fuzz Butt.* Mike said, as he bent down to help her with the clothes.

The hardest thing about getting her dressed, was getting the shirt on. He had never dressed anyone else before, let alone a pony. He was not sure how her body moved. But found that it was just as flexible has a human's.

He took notice that the sleeves were a bit baggy, but Scootaloo didn't seem to mind at all. *She looks kinda cute like that.* He thought to himself. The skirt was easy, since he had put a zipper on it. It wrapped around her, and fit like a glove.

Mike looked upon Scootaloo, and studied his handy work. *How does it feel?* he asked.

Scootaloo began to walk around in circles, getting a feel for her new clothes. She had to admit that they were not restricting at all. There was even a place for her wings to poke through, on the shirt. She liked that, considering she did not like her wings to be cramped up.

Scootaloo stopped and turned towards Mike. She then took a running leap into his arms. *I love them.* She said, as she wrapped her front legs around him, and nuzzling deep into his chest.

After they made sure everything fit like it should. Scootaloo dawned the first set of clothes she had picked out, and helped Mike move it all to her closet. Then began to enjoy the rest of their day.

Scootaloo took Mike down to where to had built her ramps, and proceeded to give him a show. It still amazed him, he couldn't believe how talented she was on that scooter. The best he could ever do, was jump it off the ground a few inches.

They stayed there until the sun was starting to set. And went to the house for dinner before they got cleaned up. Scootaloo was not willing to go to bed. She wanted to stay up longer, and hang out with Mike. But Mike had work in the morning, and needed to sleep.

So he took her to her bedroom and a tucked her in. He began scratching the back of her ear, and telling her stories about his childhood. Soon the all so energetic filly, on her way to dreamland. Mike could recall one of his foster parents using that technique to lull him off to sleep.

Mike slowly made his way back to room. He felt so good, for making Scootaloo feel so welcome and happy. He knew he would never be able to replace what she had before. But he would try his best to make her as happy as can be, while she was here.

> Help Me Find My Daughter
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

*Scootaloo, Scootaloo.* Sweetie Belle called, as she tried to locate her friend that had been missing for a week now. Her voice becoming weak from the constant calling. Sadness and despair could be heard in her voice, and bags began to hang under her eyes. From lack of sleep, and constantly crying.


*Where could she be Apple Bloom? I am so worried about her. It's not like her to disappear like that.* Sweetie Belle said, with her ears lowered.


Apple Bloom placed a hoof on Sweetie Belle’s back. *Don’t worry, I am sure we’ll find her.* Apple Bloom said. The doubt she felt, showing in her voice.


Apple Bloom stopped in her tracks. *Come on Sweetie Belle think. Where would Scootaloo go? You know, to be alone.*


Both fillies looked at each other. Only to sit down and hang their heads. They had been friends with Scootaloo for awhile, and still only knew so much about her. Scootaloo was not one to talk about her past. It was always like there was something that she didn't want anypony to know about.


Meanwhile at Twilight’s castle. Twilight was running around, trying to find a tracking spell. She knew that she had one, when she lived at the library. But now, even though she still had a lot of books. She had only read about 70% of them.


*Spike, have you found anything yet?* Twilight asked, only to find the little dragon sleeping in a pile of books. Her heart ached, she had been so concerned with finding Scootaloo, that she worked Spike like a slave.


Her horn lit up, and Spike began to hover in the air. Twilight used her magic to carry Spike back to his room, and put him to bed. On her way back into the library, a book caught her eye. Once Lost, Now Found. The book title read. Twilight’s eyes lit up. *Oh my gosh, this has to be it.* she thought, as she got to work studying the books contents.


Rainbow Dash was scanning the skies looking for any trace of the little filly. Ever since she heard that she had gone missing. Rainbow had tried everything she knew, to find the filly she considered a sister. 


She remembered going to the orphanage, the morning she went missing. To drop off Scootaloo's birthday present. She really wanted to see her, but was already running late for work. And the Wonderbolts, did not take tardiness well. Now she was blaming herself, for Scootaloo's disappearance.


*Oh squirt, where are you at?* She thought to herself, while flying over the town for the hundredth time. Even the tough mare that Scootaloo looked up to. Started to shed tears. She was lost without Scootaloo.


*Hey Rainbow Dash.* A voice called from below. Rainbow Dash looked down to see Apple Jack. Rainbow Dash was quick to loop around, and land in front of her. In hopes that she had found something.


*What's up AJ?* Rainbow asked. 


*I looked the farm over, and came up with nothing. I even gave Zecora a visit.* Apple Jack removed her hat. *Even she can't find her, or conjure up anything to find her.* Apple Jack said, as she hung her head low.


*Girls!* A voice called from the distance. Rainbow, and Apple Jack turned to see Twilight. She was running at full speed towards them. 


*I think I found a way to find Scootaloo.* Twilight yelled as she approached her friends. Instantly their faces showed a new life, when they heard the good news.


*What did ya find Twilight?* Apple Jack asked as Twilight reached them.


*I found a tracking spell!* she said, gasping for breath. She was not used to running, and always found herself weak after a hard run.


*A tracking spell?* asked Rainbow Dash.


*Yes a tracking spell. I found it in the new section of the library. It was in with a the cooking  enchantments, I have no clue how it got there. Unless Spike got preoccupied with food again. And that could be the case since….*


*Twilight!* Apple Jack yelled. *Could you tell us about the spell please.*


Twilight blushed, realizing that she was rambling again. *Yes, the spell. Well in order for the spell to work, I am going to need an item from Scootaloo. The reason being. Is that the item will have traces of magic, that only Scootaloo’s body can produce. And this Magic is only attached to things that means a lot to her.*


Apple Jack ,and Rainbow Dash looked at each other. *The only thing she really has, is her Scooter. And she was last seen riding it.* Said Rainbow Dash.


*Come on Rainbow Dash, you two are like sisters. You gotta have a idea where she might have went.* Apple Jack said, knowing that if they didn't find her soon. She could very well die.


Rainbow Dash sat down, and stared off into the distance. Her mind drifted back to a conversation, she had with Scootaloo a few years back. Then an Idea hit her like a ton of bricks. She felt so stupid, that she didn't remember it sooner.


*Girls i think that I may know where she is.* Rainbow said quickly jumping to her hooves. The girls looked at her waiting for her to continue, only to watch her take off towards the forest. She was moving so fast she formed a Sonic Rainboom that shook the ground.


This alerted everyone that Rainbow Dash was hot on the trail of Scootaloo. Soon Rarity, Apple Jack, Twilight, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were following a rainbow trail in the sky. 


Rainbow Dash landed next to an old murky pond. Her eye began scanning the area for any signs of the orange filly. Her eyes soon fell upon the sight of Scootaloo’s scooter, propped up again the entrance of a small cave in the rock.


*Squirt!* Rainbow Dash yelled as she made her way over to the cave. She looked inside only to find a few stray hairs from her mane, and a hoof print in the dirt.


She fell back on her rear, and the dam broke. She was sure that she would find her here. But seeing Scootaloo’s scooter there without her. Made her fear the worst. Her mind flashed back to all the memories her, and Scootaloo had shared over the last few years. One stuck out to her.


She had just took Scootaloo out for some sister time at the park. She had been play hard with her all day, and decided to get Scootaloo some ice cream. Upon giving the orange filly the cone. She said thanks mom. Before realizing what she said, and quickly turning towards her cone, and devouring it. 


The word mom Began to echo in her head. And she realized that she cared more for that filly than any sister, She cared for her like she was her own. Like she was Scootaloo’s mother. 


Rainbow drug herself off the ground and stepped out of the cave. *Scootaloo if I ever find you. I promise I will quit the wonderbolts and become your mother.* Rainbow said, as she wiped the tears from her eyes.


*Rainbow Dash where are you?* Twilight yelled as they trekked along the old overgrown path. Hoping that Rainbow Dash had found Scootaloo.


*I’m over here egg head.* Rainbow yelled, from just beyond the bushes.


Twilight pushed through the bushes and out into a clearing. Where Rainbow Dash Stood. Signs of her crying still evident in her coat.


*Rainbow did you find anything?* Twilight asked.


Rainbow Dash pointed over to the small cave where Scootaloo's scooter stood, propped up against the rock. *I found her scooter, but she is nowhere to be found.* Rainbow said, still trying to hold back another round of tears.


*Scootaloo are you there, Scootaloo.* Sweetie Belle called. With nothing more than a cool breeze to answer her in return. 


Apple Bloom walked up to Twilight and looked up to her. *Twilight please find Scootaloo, cause without her. We are not the Cutie Mark Crusaders. And I really miss my friend.*


Twilight placed a hoof on Apple Bloom. *Don’t worry, I know that we will find her. This spell is made for this kind of thing.*


As much as Apple Bloom wanted to take comfort in Twilight's words. She just couldn't bring herself to do it. 


*Ok Somepony bring me the scooter. We need to do this now, quicker we do this, the quicker we can find Scootaloo.* Twilight said, as Apple Bloom quickly brought the scooter over.


*Ok so this should only take a moment.* Twilight said, as she positioned herself in front of the scooter. Her horn began to glow a deep purple and the scooter began to glow as well.


A beam came from the scooter and projected itself in front of the ponies. Making a screen, and on the screen was Scootaloo. It showed her jumping from the rock and trying to fly, only to land in the pond below. And her trying time, and time again. Only to fail every time.


She then tried one more time, and once again fell into the point. But this time when she did, the pond began to glow a bright white. It showed Scootaloo falling through this portal, and being ejected out of a pond on the other side. This one in another world.


Everypony could tell that Scootaloo was scared for her life. It was then shown as she sprinted head first into a tree trying to run from something in the woods.


Twilight saw the figure approach Scootaloo. *Oh my Celestia, it's a human.* Twilight said in shock.


*A Human!!!* All the ponies said simultaneously.


*Yes a human. You know the thing I become every time I go through that mirror in my castle.*


*Hush everypony I want to see what it's doing with Scootaloo.* Rainbow Dash yelled.


Every pony watched as the events unfolded in front of them. Time then began to go faster until it came to a scene where Scootaloo, was sitting and a porch, Wearing a hooded sweat shirt and a light blue short skirt.


*This is what she is doing right now everypony.* Twilight said.


Rainbow Dash began to walk forward. *Rainbow what are you doing?* asked Twilight.


*Maybe I can touch her somehow. Let her know we that know where she is.* Rainbow said, as she approached Scootaloo.


*Rainbow Dash that won't…….* Twilight said, as something began to happen. Rainbow’s hoof began to glow as it touched Scootaloo.


Everypony watched as Scootaloo’s fur reacted to Rainbow’s touch. A tear came to Rainbow’s eye. *Don’t worry squirt, I will find a way to bring you home. Rainbow Dash said, as the magical barrier around them started to fade, and break apart.


Rainbow Dash stared at the fading image, of the little filly she cared so much for. Her fur now wet with tears. 


As the Image faded away, Applejack approached Rainbow Dash and placed a hoof on her shoulder. *Don’t ya worry there sugar cube. We will get her back home, before ya know it.*


Rainbow Dash turned to look at the others. *Thanks everypony for helping me find my daughter.* She said, before blasting off into the sky. Leaving a rainbow trail behind her.


*Do you think she is going to be ok?* Rarity asked.


*Yeah I reckon she will be fine. She just needs to clear her head for a bit.* AppleJack said, with a smile as she watched Rainbow Dash vanish into distance.


……………………………………………………………………………


*Mike that felt really good, why did you have to stop? Scootaloo asked.


Mike looked at Scootaloo with a puzzled look on his face. *What are you talking about Scootaloo? I have not even touched you.* Mike said in confusion.


*It kinda felt like, when Rainbow Dash would rub my back after a good workout.* Scootaloo said, closing her eyes. Recalling the workout she had with Rainbow Dash, just a few weeks ago.


*Don’t worry squirt, I will find a way to bring you home.* Rainbow’s voice said as it seemed she was right behind her. Causing Scootaloo to turn around quickly.


*Rainbow Dash!* She screamed as she turned around. Only to see there was nothing there. Scootaloo’s ears folded back in disappointment.


*She was right here. I just heard her, I know I did.* She said as she collapsed in a fit of tears.


Mike could not stand seeing the little filly like that. He slowly walked over to Scootaloo, and picked her up in his arms. Scootaloo nuzzled up close to his chest, and all that could be heard was her muffled cries.


Mike held her close and walked slowly with her around the house. Stroking her mane along the way, trying to calm the poor filly down. He soon found himself laying down on her bed. He thought that possibly it make calm her down, if she was in a place where she felt comfort.


Hey laid there for awhile, until he heard her sobs turn into little sniffs. Scootaloo's body was beginning to relax again. He could her breaths become slow and rhythmic.


He moved slowly, so he could get a better look at her.  She was fast asleep in his arms. Once again sucking on her hoof. Mike’s heart melted. 


*This must be what it's like to be a parent.* He thought to himself.


Instead of trying to slip away from Scootaloo, he decided that he would just stay with her tonight. Just incase she woke up needing comfort. Mike just laid there until sleep finally overcame him as well.

> Message From Home
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	It had been a month since Scootaloo, had found herself in this strange world. Everything in it still felt so alien to her. Except her current surroundings. She had grown used to living with Mike, although the feeling of being alone still loomed over her head.

It was all she could do sometimes, to not cry when thinking about them. She has even had dreams of them. Sometimes they were in this world with her. A lot of times though the dreams went sour.

She had a dream that she was standing in an open field with lots of ponies gathered around a large stone. The stone ended up being her grave. It was hard for her to bare the thought of everypony thinking she was dead. But something gave her a feeling, that they knew she was still alive. 

Scootaloo was feeling like taking a walk to the pond today. She had not been there in a week or two. She tried to avoid it because it brought back bad memories. But something was drawing her there for some reason. 

Mike has told her to be careful when going around there. Since she almost drowned in it, after she first came here. She couldn't help it. She was panicking the first time. Although she was glad that Mike was there. Without him, she would no longer be here.

She began her trek down the dirt path that leads down from behind the porch. Leaving her scooter behind, since the path was not fit to ride on. The path was getting kinda overgrown with weeds, from the lack of travel on it. Mike was not really fond of going to the pond either. 

She was not sure why, but every time she came down to the pond. She would get an eerie feeling. It was a pretty day, but it seemed like something was just not right. The wind could be heard blowing through the trees. A woodpecker could be heard in the distance.

*Why does it have to feel so odd down here.* She thought to herself.

With each step closer to the pond, her nose could pick up on the scent of the water. Memories began to flood her mind, of the day she came to this world. Only for her to shake them out of her mind. 

The Trees cleared and now the pond was in full view. She could see that a tree had fallen, and was now half submerged in the water. There had been a lot of storms the past two weeks. So the ground was wet and a bit muddy.

She began to trot along the edge of the water. Something caught the edge of her vision. She looked towards the edge of the pond next to the downed tree. She could not believe what she was seeing. 

She walked over and picked up a scroll with a cyan blue feather wrapped around it. Taking a sniff of it, she could tell it was Rainbow Dash's. She took the scroll in her mouth and hoofed it back home. 

Excitement filled her mind, She could not believe what she had just found. She really wanted to tell Mike but he was at work. She jumped up onto the porch and laid the scroll on the table. Using her mouth she Slowly undid the tie holding the feather to the scroll.

She placed the feather to the side and unrolled the scroll. She began to read it.

Scootaloo,

Upon finding this. I assume you realize that we know where you are. We also know that you have found someone that is protecting you. We know you are safe. Awhile back, I used a tracking spell to find you, and it allowed us to see you in your current world. But I have been struggling to find a way to bring you back. Although I recently made a breakthrough. 

Every couple moons the portal opens slightly. But only enough to send very small objects through. Hence the reason why I sent this scroll through, along with a feather of Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow insisted that I send that to you. It is one of her primary flight feathers. So please take great care of it. And know that Rainbow and all of us really miss you. And we will find a way to bring you back to us.

Oh and I almost forgot. The feather will glow a bright purple color when we send something through the portal.

Your Friend,
Twilight Sparkle.

Scootaloo screamed in glee. She was so happy. Her friends had found her and was trying to find a way to get her home. Then another thought crossed her mind.

*What would Mike do if I left?* she thought, as her ears folded down. In the short time, she has been living with him. She has grown very attached to him. She looks forward to their nightly snuggles on the couch. His goofy stories he likes to tell. How he takes care of her, and how he tucks her in at night.

She felt a tear roll down her face. *Am I really going to have to choose, between Mike and my friends?* The thought of leaving any of them killed her.

Scootaloo rolled the scroll back up and took it to her room. She placed it on her nightstand. Looking around the room, she felt a sense of confusion wash over her. She felt at home here, but she also felt so alien at the same time. 

She laid down on her bed and stared out the window. Trying to process the emotions she was feeling. She wanted Mike right now. He would know how to make her feel better. Scootaloo just wanted to be held and loved. Something that she never really had that much back in Equestria.

Sure her friends would help her sometimes, but It was not the same. When Mike held her, it felt different. It was almost the same feeling, as when rainbow dash had held her when camping. Scootaloo continued to stare out the window.

Mike got home a little early. He had finished up with his work and really didn’t feel like hanging out at work for the next 2 hours. He walked in the door and noticed that the house was very quiet. It was unlike Scootaloo to not come running when he walked in the door.

He began to worry and started to look around the house for her. It did not take him long to find her though.There she was laying on her bed. The evening sun casting a warm glow on her. He could hear her rhythmic breathing. It was soothing for him. 

He walked over to the bed and began to stroke her mane. She soon began to stir. She looked up at Mike, and her eyes instantly got wide as she jumped into his arms.

*Mike I missed you.* She said as she nuzzled up to him.

Mike held her close. *Did you have a good day today.*

Scootaloo looked at him, and her ears folded back. *Well it was good, till something happened.*

Mike looked at her. Feeling somewhat concerned. Something was wrong, and Scootaloo was looking nervous. He raised an eyebrow. *Scootaloo what's wrong?* He asked.

Scootaloo got up and walked over to her nightstand where the scroll and feather lay.
She handed them to Mike. *I found these by the pond today. They are from my world.* Scootaloo said looking down, and away from Mike.

Mike looked at feather, then turned his attention to the scroll. He opened it up, and read it. After reading it, he placed a hand on Scootaloo. He began to scratch behind her ears. *Scootaloo this is good news. Your friends know where you are, and they are trying to bring you home.*

Scootaloo looked at Mike. she gave him an evil glare and took off out of the room. Mike was quick to give chase. Something was very wrong, and Mike had just said something very wrong.

Scootaloo had just managed to get out the back door before Mike caught her. He grabbed her, and pulled her in tight. She tried to get free, but Mike was too strong for her. All she could do was sob. 

*Scootaloo, I thought you would be happy, that there was a chance of you going home. Why are you so upset?* Mike asked.

Scootaloo remained silent, and her sobs continued.

*Hey now, you know you can tell me anything. And I will not get mad at you.* Mike said, giving her a squeeze.

Scootaloo pushed away from his chest. *I Don’t want to leave you DADDY !* Scootaloo said, before placing her hooves over her mouth.

Mike felt a tear roll down his face. What Scootaloo had just said, struck him right in the heart. He now understood, why she got so upset with him a few moments before. This little filly had thought of him as her own father. Something that she didn’t have.

He had to admit. Scootaloo had become like a daughter to him. He really cared for her, and he couldn’t really imagine life without her now.

Mike looked up at the darkening sky. *What if I come with you?*

Scootaloo took her hooves away from her face and looked at Mike.

*Do you really mean that?* She asked.

*I do. I couldn't think of leaving you.* Mike said, giving her a squeeze. 

He ran his hand through her mane. Scootaloo loved the feeling of her mane being stroked. She instantly became like butter in his arms.

*Mike, can I ask you a question?* Scootaloo asked.

*Sure thing Fuzz Butt.* He said with a smirk

*Can you take me away from here? I really want to know what else it out there.* Scootaloo said, looking towards the road. *Every day I look out there, and wonder what it is like.*

Mike looked down at her. Not really sure how to answer, but also knew that she had the right to be curious. She had never been off the property, and he couldn't blame her for wanting to see more.

*I guess I could do that.*  He said.  But we have to find a way to do it. It would just be kinda odd, to see a pony riding in my van. And I have to figure out a way to explain to people, who and what you are.*

Scootaloo looked at Mike. *What do you mean what I am?*

Mike knew that he had just said the wrong thing again, and better come up with something fast.

*Well Scootaloo, you see that…. it’s not every day that people see an orange pony with a pink mane, and wings walking around. Plus one that can talk.* Mike let out a sigh. *It’s just dangerous for you to be out there.*

Mike stopped petting her mane. She could feel his hand trembling. *Scootaloo, I just couldn’t stand the thought of losing you, or someone trying to take you away from me.*

Scootaloo looked up at Mike. She could see that he was on the verge of tears.

*Mike I’m sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.* She said as she nuzzled him under the chin. 

Mike wiped his eyes and looked at her. *Scootaloo, I am not upset at you. I love you, and just don't want you getting hurt.*

*But if you want to go somewhere. How about we go to the beach next week?* He said, remembering the beach house that, his friend said he could use.

Scootaloo perked up a bit. *Yeah I would like to go to the beach. But people would see me, wouldn't they.*

*Nope.* Mike replied. *This is a private spot, and there is no one allowed up there but us.* 

This made Scootaloo, feel a little more at ease. She knew that Mike was right. Not everyone would be like him. The thought of meeting another human, scared her a bit. 

All that Scootaloo knew about this world, was what she had found on the computer, that Mike had taught her how to use. What she saw, was not the most pleasant of things. 

This world was filled with so much hate. Everyone was at war. It seemed if you differed from what was considered normal, you would be shunned for it.

Mike could see that Scootaloo was lost in deep thought. * Ok Fuzz Butt, It is time to eat.* Scootaloo, was broke from her thoughts. She hated the name Fuzz Butt, but it was how Mike would tease her.

Scootaloo stretched out on his legs. *What are we having tonight?* She asked.

*Well I was going to cook fish tonight. How does that sound to you?*

Scootaloo, was skeptical. *I have never had fish before. I am not very sure if I would like it.*

Mike stroked her mane. *Would you give it a shot for me? I am cooking veggies as well. So you will still have something to eat if you don’t like it.

Scootaloo was not sure if she should, but Mike would never make her eat anything that was bad for her. Scootaloo thought for a moment. *Ok I will try it.* Scootaloo said, as she hopped down from Mike’s lap.

Mike went inside and started preparing dinner, while Scootaloo went to her bedroom, and sketched in a notebook. Scootaloo was not much of an artist, although she felt like she should do something special for Mike.

Mike finished the fish and noticed that Scootaloo had been really quite. That was very odd for her. Normally she was always right by his side in the kitchen. He decided to look to see what she was doing.

He looked in her room, and say her working hard. He could tell that she was drawing something, but didn't know what. He knocked on the door, causing Scootaloo to jump a bit.

*What are you up to?* He asked.

Scootaloo, slid the paper under a pillow. *You can’t see it yet. You have to wait till its done.* Scootaloo said, trying to act innocent.

Mike thought of how adorable she was. She was slowly letting her guard down and showing her emotions. He thought back to just an hour before, when she called him Daddy. It was nice to know, that she thought of him like that.

*Ok I will not look, but it’s time for dinner.* Mike said.

Scootaloo looked at him with puppy eyes. *Can I have just five more minutes? I am almost done.*

Mike let out a chuckle. *Ok just five more minutes. Then I Expect you to be in there eating.* Mike said, giving her a wink and turning back towards the kitchen.

Scootaloo quickly got back to work on her drawing. This was the best work she had ever done and was proud of it. She just wanted it to be perfect. Just as she finished the final touches she heard Mike call her for dinner.

She tucked the paper under her wing and trotted into the kitchen. Mike was sitting at the table, He had just placed her plate in her spot. Scootaloo walked towards Mike. She could feel her face heating up. This was the first time she had ever done anything like this.

Mike looked down at her as she pulled the paper out from under her wing. *Here I made this for you.* She said, as she shyly handed him the paper.

Mike looked on the paper. She had drawn, what looked like him. And then her seemingly flying next to him. There was a heart in between them, and right below the words “I Love You Daddy” were written.

Mike felt tears form in his eyes. This was the sweetest gift he had ever received. Mike sat the paper down on the table and picked Scootaloo up. Giving her a big hug, and a kiss he said, *I love you too.*

Mike then heard her belly growl. *Ok Fuzz Butt time to eat.*

*Ok.* Scootaloo said, as she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and headed to her chair.

Scootaloo looked down at the fish in front of her. It was very strange looking to her. She had heard of Gryphons eating it, but never thought she would be trying it.

She very slowly took her first bite. It was kinda sweet and buttery. It fell apart in her mouth. She was in heaven. She had never had anything like that before.

Mike watched as she dove in, and started devouring the fish. He laughed. *I guess you like it.*

*Yep.* She said with her mouth full.

*Would you like another piece?* Mike asked.

*Yes please.* Scootaloo said, with big wide eyes.

He placed another piece on her plate just as she finished the one. And began work on the next one. He was amused by the sight of her eating. She was finally acting like the little girl she was. Not a sign of the tomboy filly was showing.

*Burrrp* was the sound the echoed through the kitchen when Scootaloo was finished eating. 

Mike looked at her with a shocked look on his face. He couldn't believe a child could eat so much. She had eaten 3 helping of fish, and 2 helping of veggies.

*I take it that you are full.* Mike said as he was beginning to clean the kitchen.

*Yeah I am full, that was amazing.* She said, patting her tummy.

They talked while Mike cleaned the kitchen. Mike sometimes lets Scootaloo help, but a lot of times she ends up making a bigger mess. The night time in the kitchen was bonding time between the two. And they both enjoyed every moment of it.

Mike finished the last plate and looked at Scootaloo. *Ok Fuzz Butt it's time for you to take a bath.* Mike said while drying his hands.

*Oh ok* said Scootaloo, as she hopped down from the chair. When she got to the doorway she looked back. *Mike could you help me? It is really hard for me to clean my wings.* She asked.

This was the first time she had asked to be helped in the bath. *I guess she don't want to be alone tonight.* He thought to himself. *Ok I’ll help you, just let me change out of my work clothes and I will be in.

Scootaloo began running water. *Scootaloo what are you doing?* She asked herself. Her tomboy self was fighting back. *I just want to spend more time with daddy.* She thought, trying to push the thoughts out of her head.

All Scootaloo really desired, was to be a daddies girl. And now she had the chance to have that. All the care and attention she got from him. Just made her want more. She was letting barriers down, that she spent her whole life building.

*Ok Scootaloo let's get you cleaned up.* Mike said as he walked into the room.

Scootaloo was quick to hop in the tub and began washing her mane. Mike quickly, and carefully got to work on her wings. He had some experience in the matter. From when he helped out in a bird rescue program in college.

Scootaloo was in heaven. She had never really had anyone clean her wings for her. And Mike was doing such a great job. She felt her muscles relax. This was the best she had felt in a long time.

After Mike was done with the wings, his attention turned towards her mane. It was still covered in soap. Even though she had rinsed it a few times. *Mike I already did my mane.* Scootaloo complained.

*Then what is this?* Mike said, rubbing her mane and showing her the soap suds. Mike then got work rinsing her mane.

Scootaloo, felt so embarrassed. She felt like a little filly again, but she was beginning to like the feeling. Scootaloo got so lost in thought, that Mike had to snap her out of it by splashing her with water.

*Hey what was that for.* Scootaloo said, in a pout.

*You spaced out, I had to bring you back to earth somehow.* Mike said, with a grin.

Scootaloo blushed, then splashed Mike with water. It was on then. The two began to splash each other, not caring that they were absolutely soaking the bathroom. After a few moments of fun, Mike looked around.

*Well I think we turned my bathroom into a swimming pool.* He said, with a chuckle.

Mike got to work cleaning the bathroom up, while Scootaloo dried off. Afterward, she decided to help him. It didn’t take the two of them very long to clean up the mess.

Scootaloo let out a yawn. *I think it is bedtime for a certain pony.* Mike said, looking over at Scootaloo, who was trying her best to act like she wasn’t tired.

*I’m fine I can go all night.* She said, letting out another yawn.

Mike was not buying it. He knew all the tricks of the trade. *Turns out pony children, and human children are a lot alike.* Mike thought.

Mike picked up Scootaloo, and brought her to her room. Scootaloo really didn’t want to go to sleep, and she was trying her best to stay up. *Please Daddy I don’t want to sleep right now.* Scootaloo said, giving him her best puppy eyes.

Mike laid down beside her and started stroking her mane. *How about I stay here till you fall asleep?* He asked pulling her in and holding her.

*Ok.* She replied as she nuzzled up to him.

Mike held her and stroked her mane until he could feel her breathing deeply. He took great care in tucking her into bed. Being careful not to wake the sleeping filly.

*I love you Scootaloo.* He said, as he kissed her cheek and headed to bed.
 
 
 
 
 

> Beach Trip
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Scootaloo woke up early, excitement filling her mind. Today was the day that her and Mike was going to the beach. She was so happy to finally be getting away from the property.

She peeked out of her window, and saw that it was still dark out. She thought about waking Mike up, but decided that she should let him sleep. Both of them had been busy the day before packing. Mike was practically falling asleep in his closet.

Scootaloo decided that she would go out on the back porch and take in the morning breeze. Sh slowly slid the door open. Being careful not to wake Mike. A cool breeze hit her as she stepped out onto the porch.

All around the crickets could be heard, singing their sweet tune. It was rare that she was up early enough to enjoy it. She looked down below the deck on the dirt path, and saw a family of raccoons. *Well that is what has been making the mess.* She said to herself.

Scootaloo's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Mike’s alarm clock going off. She expected him to sleep a little longer, but that was not the case this morning. She turned to see Mike walking towards her room.

*I’m out here.* she said from the sliding glass door. Mike turned around and stretched his arms out.

*How long have you been up?* He asked.

*Not long, I just didn't want to wake you. So i decided to come out here instead.*

Mike came over to her, and picked her up. *How about we grab something to eat. So when can hit the road.* Mike said, as he carried her back inside.

Scootaloo watched as Mike began making her a bowl of oatmeal. She always liked the way he made it. He would always mix in brown sugar and maple syrup. To Scootaloo it was heaven in her mouth.

Mike ended up having a bowl of cold cereal. She did not understand why humans liked it so much. She had never really liked cold food, unless it was ice cream. Then she would eat that all day long.

*How far away is the beach Daddy?* Scootaloo asked.

Mike thought for a moment. *About 5 hours from here.* He said, taking a sip from his coffee mug.

*Thats a long ways away.* Scootaloo said, finishing her last bite of oatmeal.

After breakfast was done, They began to load up Mike's van. This was the first time Scootaloo had ever ridden in a vehicle before, and was a bit nervous about it. Mike had set back seats down, so she would have a place to take a nap, or just relax while going down the road. The windows were also tinted in the back, so people could not see in.

*I think we are all set.* Mike said closing the back door of the van.

Scootaloo was a little apprehensive about getting in the van. She had never been in one before. *Well if Daddy can ride in it every day, then I guess I can give it a shot* She thought.

Mike opened the door for Scootaloo. She was very slow about getting in it. Something about it making strange sounds, and moving without a pony pulling it made her kind of uneasy.

She quickly found the bed that was made for her, and sit down. Mike then came in and put a net up in front of her. *What's this thing for?* She asked.

*This is just in case I have to stop really quick. To keep you from flying across the van.* Mike said.

*Oh.* Scootaloo said, now sounding a bit uneasy. But Mike assured her that everything was going to be ok.

Mike closed the side door and then went up front. Scootaloo watched as he put a key in a hole and turned it. The Van roared to life, and nearly scared Scootaloo half to death.

Mike looked back and saw her hiding under a blanket. Mike laughed. *It’s ok Fuzz Butt, it's normal for it to make that sound.*

Scootaloo poked her head out from under the covers. *If you say so.* She said, in a shaky voice. She started to stand up, only to fall back once the van started moving.

Mike was once again laughing. *You should wait until I get up to speed before you try to move. Or else you will fall all over the place.

Scootaloo scooted back over to her spot and kept still, as she felt the van start going faster and faster. She was about to get up again, when she felt it stop again. She as starting to get rather annoyed. She couldn't stand sitting still.

Once again the van started to move again. She watched as Mike turned the wheel to make it go where he wanted it. She was fascinated with how he could so easily control such a big thing.

After a few minutes, she noticed that the van to be going pretty steady, so she decided to get up and look out the side windows. She watched as the trees and the scenery all went by in a blur. It amazed her, she was started to get the same rush that she got when in the air with Rainbow Dash.

She turned and looked out the back glass. She could see other vehicles behind them, in all shapes and sizes. Even one with two wheels, like her scooter. Except the person was sitting down on it, she wanted to ride it.

*Daddy what do you call a car with two wheels?* Scootaloo asked.

Mike found her curiosity adorable. *That is called a motorcycle.* He said while trying to focus on the road. He knew that she was going to be asking all sorts of questions on this trip. And he was loving every bit of it.

The next hour was spent, with Scootaloo asking questions and being mesmerized by the different things she was seeing as they drove down the highway. Mike could see Scootaloo was getting a little restless in the back. *Are you ok honey?* He asked.

*I need to use the bathroom Daddy.* Scootaloo, said feeling somewhat panicked.

This was the one thing that Mike had not planned for. *Ok I will find a place to pull off soon.* He said, trying to figure out what to do. He quickly spotted a sign for a lake. It was coming up on the next exit.

He contemplated if it would be a good idea or not. But it was better than her using the bathroom in the van.

He pulled off the road and started to follow the signs. A little side road caught his eye. It did not look like it was traveled that much, so he decided that would be his best bet. He traveled down the road for a mile, and saw a little pull off.

Once pulled over, he quickly looked around making sure he didn't see or hear anyone. Going to the side of the van, he opened the side of the van and Scootaloo jumped out. She quickly darted into the bushes.

Mike was watching the road the whole time they were parked to make sure no one came by. Scootaloo finished her business and came out from behind the bushes. * I really had to go.* She said, as she came back to him, and nuzzled him in the side.

Mike patted her on the head. *Lets get out of here, before someone comes by.* He said, as he opened the door to the van.

Scootaloo stretched out, and jumped into the back of the van. She quickly found her way back to her bed, and laid down on it. Mike closed the door, the proceeded to get back in himself.

It was not long before they was back on the main highway heading towards the beach. After a few minutes he looked back to check on Scootaloo. She was sound asleep. She was even sucking on the end of her hoof. He just found it so adorable.

Mike spent the next three hours in silence. With the occasional snoring sound from a sleeping Scootaloo in the back. He always like to watch her sleep. But the road in front of him was more important right now. Where he was going was a special place, and he really wanted the next few days to be great.

Mike heard a rustling sound in the back. He looked back to see Scootaloo digging around in one of the many bags. *What are you doing honey?* he asked.

*Daddy what bag are the chips in? I am hungry.? Scootaloo asked, with an audible growl coming from her stomach.

*Look in the big grey bag. And bring me a bag up here.* He said remembering that he had not ate since they left the house.

The cereal that he ate before they left, only lasted him a few hours, and he had been hungry for a while now. He just didn’t want to wake the sleeping filly in the back. Scootaloo, was quick to produce the bag of chips. Salt And Vinegar was one of his favorite, but Scootaloo always turned her nose up at them.

*How can you eat those? They are just so nasty.* Scootaloo said with a grimace.

*I would like to ask you the same. How can you eat those spicy ones? They just burn my mouth up.* Mike said waving his hand over his face, like he was fanning his mouth.

*They don’t taste that spicy to me. Plus I like the tingle it gives me.* Scootaloo said, while burying her muzzle in the bag.

Mike laughed. *Whatever you say honey. Oh and we will be to the beach in one hour.*

*Really!* Scootaloo said, taking her muzzle out of the bag quickly, scattering spicy chips everywhere.

*Yes really, now would you clean up the mess you just made all over the floor?* Mike said trying to keep a straight face, as he looked at her face covered in spicy powder.

The rest of the trip was rather uneventful. Of course Scootaloo would ask, *Are we there yet?* Every ten minutes or so.

Finally after what seemed like forever. Mike turned onto the road leading up to the beach house. The road was not traveled a lot. So it was a bit overgrown, but it was nothing that Mike’s big van couldn’t handle.

They arrived at a old pale blue gate, with a chain and a lock on it. Mike got out of the van, and walked over to the gate. Scootaloo watched as he produced a key out of his pocket, and unlocked the gate.

The gate made a loud screeching sound as he pushed it open. It was loud enough to make Scootaloo cover her ears. Her hearing being a little more sensitive than Mike’s.

Mike got back in the van, and began driving up the road. As he crested the hill, Scootaloo saw one of the most beautiful sights she had ever seen. A vast blue ocean as far as the eye could see. Along with a pretty white sandy beach. There was a rustic looking cottage on a small hill overlooking the ocean.

This was her first time seeing the ocean, and it was so amazing to her. She had only heard of places like this. Now she was seeing it for herself.

Mike pulled up to the cottage, and opened the door to the van so Scootaloo get out. Scootaloo was quick to jump out of the van, and run to the edge of the hill. Mike watched as her little wings buzzed with excitement. Just barely getting her off the ground.

*This is so amazing Daddy!* She said, turning back to him.

He walked over to join her. *I hope you enjoy it here.* He said patting her on the head.

*I will.* Scootaloo said, jumping up and hugging Mike.

Mike let her stand there and enjoy the view while he unpacked the van. This trip was for her, and he was going to let her enjoy it. It didn’t take Mike long to finish.

*Hey Fuzz Butt, come and help me fix lunch.* Mike said getting an evil eye from Scootaloo, by using the terminology.

*Why do you have to keep calling me that?* She asked in an irritated tone.

*Because I just love how you react to it.* Mike said with a chuckle.

Scootaloo really didn't want to go inside, but her stomach was telling her different. The chips she had eaten on the road had already worked their way through her system.

She turned to go towards the cabin, giving the ocean another view before she headed inside to eat. If Scootaloo could she would stay outside all day.

Mike decided that he was going to make a picnic lunch and carry it down to the beach, But he didn't want her to know that.

While Mike was preparing lunch. Scootaloo just leaned up against the counter looking at the ground. Being inside was killing her. The ocean was calling her name, and she was stuck inside.

*Hey Fuzz Butt help me spread the peanut butter on the bread.* Mike said.

Scootaloo glared at him again. This was the second time in 20 minutes that he had used that name. She huffed and began work spreading the peanut butter. Mike could tell that she was not happy with being inside. Her attitude was getting kinda bratty.

*If you don't straighten up. I guess we will just go home he said.* Hoping to trigger a change in her attitude.

Scootaloo dropped the butter knife and gave him a big pouty face. *I’m sorry daddy. I just want to be outside. Please don't take us home.* Scootaloo said, with a few tears leaving her eyes.

*Mike patted her on the head. *It’s ok honey, help me with this and we will have a picnic on the beach. How does that sound?*

Scootaloo's eyes lit up. *Yeah I would like that.* She said, getting back to work spreading the peanut butter. Scootaloo was practically dancing as she helped with the sandwiches.

Mike even made up some kool aid, so they would have something to wash everything down with. While Mike was putting everything in the bag to take down with them. Scootaloo was waiting by the door.

*Can we go swimming in the Water while we are down there?* Scootaloo asked.

*I guess we can, but don't go too deep.* Mike said in a firm tone.

With that they were out the door. Scootaloo wanted to run down to the beach, but opted to stay by Mike. She had never been to the beach before, and really wasn't sure what to expect.

It did not take long for them to reach the beach.  Scootaloo was so excited that she took off running on the sand. Quickly falling on her face. The strange surface causing her to trip.

Mike laughed a bit. *It’s not that easy to run on sand Fuzz Butt.

Scootaloo stuck her tongue out at him. * I would like to see you try it.*

*Ok suit yourself.* He said as he took off down the beach.

Scootaloo found herself feeling a bit jealous. She really wanted to be able to do that. But for some reason her hooves would just dig into the sand, and it would cause her to trip.

Mike ran back to Scootaloo and patted her on the head. *How about we eat now.* He said reaching in the bag and pulling out a towel to sit on the sand.

Scootaloo’s belly growled. *Well I guess I got my answer.* He chuckled.

The two sat together and watched the waves crash against the shore. And Mike told stories of him and the ocean. Scootaloo was just enthralled with it all. She wanted to know all she could about the ocean.

With a loud belch, Scootaloo finished her sandwich. *I’m done daddy, Can we go swimming now?* She asked giving him the puppy eyes. She knew it was hard for him to say no when she done that.

*Ok.* Mike said getting to his feet. *But you gotta be carefull. Swimming in the ocean is different than swimming in the pond. The water here moves, and there is an undercurrent that can pull you out from shore.* He said warning Scootaloo.

*I promise to be careful. I will not go in past my belly.* She said.

*Ok as long as you are careful.* Mike said as he lead he towards the water.

Scootaloo was slow to enter the water. The feeling of the sand being pulled out from below her hooves, was very unnerving to her. But she watched Mike wade in, and that assured her that it would be ok.

Each little wave that would crash, would send little sprays of water all over her coat. She could tell that ocean water was nothing like what she was used to. It felt very heavy on her fur. It kinda felt nasty. But she was determined to swim, and that was what she did.

With a huge leap, she jumped into the water and splashed down. A small bit of salt water got up her nose, and she began to cough a little. Ponies liked salt but this was even a little to much for her.

*Bleh, that is so nasty.* She said coughing the water up.

Mike laughed. *You’re not supposed to swallow it you goof.*

*How was I supposed to know.* She said in argument.

Mike got to work, and began to show her how to swim in the ocean. It was not much different than swimming in a pond. But she learned how to account for the undertow, so she wouldn’t get swept away from shore.

Her and Mike played in the water for a good little while, till both of them were started to feel tired from fighting the constant waves. Scootaloo found it hard to pull herself back on shore. She had grown used to being somewhat weightless, now her full weight was making it hard for her.

She dragged herself back to the towel where they had been eating, and laid down. The feeling of the sun on her back was heavenly. But the feeling of all the sand in her coat bothered her somewhat. *This is going to take forever to clean out.* She thought to herself.

Mike sat down on the towel beside her, and took a drink. *Are you having fun honey?* He asked.

*Yeah I am having lots of fun. I am just not used to swimming in that salty water.* She said letting out a sigh. *I am just dreading cleaning myself now.*

*Well how about I help you in the bath tonight. I am sure you wouldn’t mind some help. I know that fur is not going to be easy to clean.* Mike said rubbing her back.

*Yes please, that would be great.* Back in Equestria we would help each other bathe all the time. So it’s something I have been missing alot.* Scootaloo said cuddling up to Mike, and laying her head on his leg.

Before Scootaloo knew it, sleep had overcome her. Mike always loved watching her sleep. She was just too cute. Mike continued to sit on the beach and watch the waves. And occasionally a seagull would land near by and check them out.

Mike began throwing bread out to them. And soon he had a whole flock gathered up.
He nudged Scootaloo so she would wake up. * Hey honey wake up, you should see this.*

Scootaloo woke up to see a flock of about 13 seagulls. She was amazed by this.

*How did you get them to come here?* She asked.

*I just feed them a bit of bread. Next thing you know, every seagull in the area is here.* Mike said.

*Do you think I could give it a try?* Scootaloo asked.

*Sure why not.* He said, giving Scootaloo a piece of bread.

She carefully tore a piece off, and threw it at the flock. They all began to go after it like a pack of timberwolves. Scootaloo threw another piece, and the same thing happened.

She must not have been throwing the bread fast enough. Because soon they started to squawk at her in anger. Scootaloo didn’t like the sound, and started to back away. Something was wrong and she knew it.

Mike watched her, and got the hint. One of the seagulls took to the air, and the rest followed. They began to dive towards Mike, and Scootaloo. Mike grabbed Scootaloo and took off towards the house. Not even caring about the stuff on the beach.

They got about halfway to the cabin and looked back. The seagulls were having their fill, with what was left in the bag. Scootaloo was holding on to Mike for dear life.

*It’s ok honey. They are not going to bother us anymore. They got what they want.* Mike said patting her on the head.

Scootaloo looked over at the picnic being picked through by the seagulls. She felt an anger towards the birds. She had never been attacked like that before. It was all she could do, to keep from charging after them.

Mike lead them inside and took a look over Scootaloo, to make sure she was not hurt. *If I could fly, I would show them.* Scootaloo said.

*We don’t attack them honey.* Mike said, looking her in the face.

*But why? They are the ones who bucking attacked us.* Scootaloo said in anger.

Mike had figured out what the word “Bucking” meant in her world. *Scootaloo watch your language.* Mike said scolding her.

Scootaloo’s ears went back, and she looked towards the ground. *Sorry daddy, I won’t say it again.*

Mike lifted her chin up. *It’s ok honey, but we just can’t hurt the other animals. They are just trying to get food. Would you like it if someone was trying to keep food away from you?* He asked.

Scootaloo huffed. *No I guess not. Can we eat here tomorrow instead of eating on the beach?*

*Sure thing.* Mike said giving her a hug.

*Now how about you get you into the bathtub, and get that sand out of your coat.* Mike said.

*Yes please!* Scootaloo said, she was more than happy to take a bath. The way her fur felt was starting to bug her.

Once the tub was filled Scootaloo jumped right in, splashing water everywhere and drenching Mike. *I thought you were taking the bath, no me.* Mike said wiping the water away from his face.

Scootaloo turned and stuck her tongue out at him. *What's the matter, afraid of getting wet.* Scootaloo said as she splashed him with more water.

Mike stood up and looked at Scootaloo. *Nope.* He said as he winked and left the room.

Scootaloo listened as he rummaged through the kitchen. She could hear the sound of the water running. She was not sure what he was doing. She sat still in the tub listening. Finally she heard him coming back towards the bathroom.

She watched as he entered the room, and slowly shut the door behind him. He was carrying a large bucket. A sloshing sound could be heard from the inside. Scootaloo’s heart sunk, as she realized what was in the bucket.

She tried her best to get away, but Mike had her cornered.

*No No No!* Scootaloo screamed.

A splash and an ear piercing scream could be heard coming from the bathroom. Scootaloo stood there shivering from the cold water.

Mike laughed.  *Are you going to splash me again?* he asked

*No! Just no more cold water please.* Scootaloo said sinking back into the water trying to get warm again.

Mike laughed and got back to work trying to get all the sand out of her coat. He never thought getting sand out of her coat would be that hard, but it was putting up a fight.

After about an hour of scrubbing and Scootaloo's nagging to hurry up. He finally finished up.

*There you go Fuzz Butt, all clean.* He said as he pulled the stopper on the tub.

Scootaloo was quick to jump out of the tub, and began to shake her body to get the water off. Drenching Mike in the process. Scootaloo looked over at Mike, and grinned sheepishly. *Hehe, Sorry about that.* she said.

Mike let out a chuckle. *Well I guess I better take a bath too. After cleaning you, I feel like I need one.* Mike said.

*What is that supposed to mean?* She said, giving him a stern look.

*I didn’t mean anything by it Fuzz Butt. It’s just that when I gave you a bath. I kind of got dirty in the process.* Mike said, scratching Scootaloo behind the ears.

*Oh ok. Sorry about that.* Scootaloo said as she looked at the ground feeling kind of embarrassed.* She never liked to falsely accuse others of things. Considering when she was in the orphanage everypony blamed her for everything.

Mike thought her embarrassment was kinda cute. He always enjoyed seeing her this way. But also felt for her. Cause he knew how hard her life has been, and how confusing it must still be.

*Why don’t you go and watch some tv, while I clean up. Then after I get out, we will make some s’mores out back. Mike said, causing Scootaloo’s eyes to open wide.

*Ok I can do that.* She said as she happily trotted out of the bathroom. She was so glad that there was at least one thing from Equestria here that she liked. Of course being a filly, she liked anything sweet.

Scootaloo sat patiently as she listened for the shower to stop. It seemed like forever but finally it stopped, and she began pacing the floor waiting for him to get out.

The door creaked open and the steam from the shower rushed out into the room. Out came Mike rubbing a towel through his hair, to help dry it. Mike could see Scootaloo was ready for s’mores, so he decided to pick on her a bit.

*I really don’t feel like making s’mores tonight.* He said, trying not to grin.

*But Daddy you said we would.* Scootaloo said, as she began to pout.

Mike laughed. *I am kidding, come on Fuzz Butt. Lets go make some s’mores.* Mike said turning towards the door.

Scootaloo was quick to follow. Making sure to bump him slightly in the butt.

She watched as Mike gathered the wood, and started the fire. She could tell that he had done this a lot in his life. Fire kinda made her nervous, if she was too close.

Soon though Mike had everything ready for them to make S’mores, and got a stick ready for her to roast a marshmallow with. As Mike handed her the stick, she backed away.

*I’m sorry. Can you please roast it for me? I don’t trust myself around fire.* Scootaloo said.

*Sure thing honey.* Mike said, as he began to roast a marshmallow for her.

Soon both of them were enjoying the sticky messy treat that is s’mores. After they was done. Mike had wrapped a blanket around them. So they could sit and watch the waves, as the moon lit the ocean with its beautiful light. The sound was very relaxing, and caused Scootaloo to fall into a deep peaceful sleep in Mike’s ams.

This was one thing he always enjoyed. It brought him peace of mind, but also made him wonder. How long he would be able to hold onto Scootaloo. And if and when her kind would find her, and come to bring her home. Would he be able to let her go. A tear rolled down his face. He looked off into the distance to find the answer to his question.

*I guess when the time comes, I will go back with you. I could never let go of the closest thing I have ever had to a daughter.* He whispered as he kissed her cheek, and continued to watch the waves crash on this wonderful night.
> Urgent Letter
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Twilight had spent weeks trying to figure out how to bring Scootaloo back to Equestria. But she seemed to come up empty with her research. She could not find any way to bring Scootaloo back. She even looked in the restricted section of the Canterlot library. And still, nothing to show for it. 

As she sat looking out the window, she could not help but let a tear fall from her eye. “Why can I not figure this out. I have looked at every resource I could find on portals, and yet I come up with nothing. Even the portal to Sunset Shimmers world didn’t offer any clues.”

Spike could be heard walking down the hall towards her room. She could hear the subtle clanging of teacups on the tray he was carrying. Spike knew that tea was always a good way of calming Twilight.

“How is the research coming Twilight?” Spike asked as he entered the room.

Twilight’s head sunk low. “I can’t find anything Spike. Nothing is pointing towards, bringing back Scootaloo.”

Twilight levitated the tray of tea from Spike and wrapped him in a hug. “There just has to be something Spike. All I can do is peer into the world she is in, and that is it.”

Spike looked up at Twilight. “Cheer up Twilight. I know you can do it. You are like one of the smartest ponies in Equestria. I know you can find a way.” Spike said as he squeezed Twilight. 

Spike broke from Twilight’s embrace and started to hand her the teacup. Just as he was about to hand it to her. “BURP” A scroll appears in front of him, through the flames. Twilight quickly grabs the scroll with her magic and begins to read it.

My dearest Twilight,
	
	I have some very important information regarding Scootaloo that you must know about. It is imperative that I meet with you and your friends at once. Please gather your friends and meet Luna and me at the castle. I will explain the rest upon your arrival.

Princess Celestia

Twilight’s shot open wide. “Come on Spike we must get the girls. Celestia knows something about Scootaloo. We must hurry.” Twilight said, as she grabbed Spike and ran out the castle door.

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Rainbow Dash was laying on a cloud overlooked the pond that Scootaloo went through. Hoping that she would be able to tell when the portal would open again. She had been coming here every day since the day she was able to make contact with her. Scootaloo had become all she could think about. The wonderbolts ended up letting her go on medical leave until she was able to retrieve Scootaloo.

“Come on you stupid pond. Open the portal again so I can get Scootaloo back.” She said in frustration. But all she ever saw was a shimmer of light from the sun above. She even went as far as keeping a cloud over the spot, to block out the sunlight. 

She sat there and remembered back to when she was able to make contact with Scootaloo. Even if it was just a for a brief second. She knew that if she could do that. She could bring her back. But the problem was just trying to figure out how. She even tried feeling like she did at the exact moment she touched Scootaloo, and diving into the pond. But all that left her with was wet feathers and a broken heart. But she swore she would never give up.

She was about the let her emotions get the best of her when she heard Twilights voice in the distance. “Rainbow Dash It's urgent!” Twilight said as she made her way towards the cyan pegasus.

Rainbow Dash darted down from her cloud and landed in front of Twilight. “What’s going on Twilight? Did you find something out about Scootaloo?” Rainbow Dash asked while stepping towards Twilight with haste.

“No Rainbow I didn’t find anything out about her, but Princess Celestia just sent me a letter. And she says she has important information concerning Scootaloo.” Twilight said.

Rainbow Dash began to take off, and Twilight used her magic to keep her grounded. “Rainbow Dash, hold on! We got to get the others first. Celestia wants to see all of us.”

“Well then what are we waiting for? Rainbow Dash asked, as she once again tried to take off. This time succeeding in dodging Twilight’s and darting off into the sky. Leaving a rainbow trail in her wake.

Twilight took off behind her, giving chase to pegasus that was now going supersonic speeds.

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Rarity was at Fluttershy’s Cottage helping her spruce up after Angel Bunny pitched one of his famous fits.

“I do say, darling, you must learn to be more assertive with that rabbit. This is the 3rd time this month, that he has made a mess of your home.” Rarity said, lecturing Fluttershy.

Fluttershy just stood there running her hoof around in circles. “I know Rarity, but it kills me to see him upset. I mean it is my fault I didn’t get his tail fluffed by noon.” Fluttershy said, shyly.

Rarity put her hoof to her head. “You mean to tell me. That this giant mess in because a bunny didn’t get his tail fluffed!” Rarity said, in a very annoyed tone.

Fluttershy just sat there and nodded her head.

“Angel Bunny where are you?” Rarity shouted.

“Oh, Rarity please don’t yell at him. He didn’t mean it.” Fluttershy begged.

Rarity slammed her hoof down. “No Fluttershy I am not going to take this anymore. It’s time somepony taught this little bunny a lesson.

A few moments later Rainbow Dash was coming down for a landing and saw Rarity running through a chicken coop after Angel Bunny.  Rainbow Dash had to stop for a second to take in the sight. “Wow, that bunny must have really messed up this time, for her to be doing this.” She thought to herself.

“Get back here you little carrot muncher!” Rarity yelled as she galloped through a flock of ducks. When I get my hooves on you, you are going to get it.”

Fluttershy just stood on the sidelines watching, too afraid to intervene. She knew all about Rarity’s explosive attitude and knew better to interfere.

Twilight soon arrived and not even she could believe what she was seeing. Instead of getting between Rarity and Angel Bunny she turned her attention towards Fluttershy. 

“Fluttershy it’s urgent, We need to get the girls together. Celestia has some important information about Scootaloo, and she needs all of us there.” Twilight said.

“Oh my, if Princess Celestia needs all of us, then it must really be important. But what do I do about Rarity and Angel? She has been chasing him around for an hour now and, I really don’t want to get between them.” Fluttershy said.

Twilight slapped her hoof to her head. Her horn lit up, and Rarity was teleported away from Angel Bunny. “What are you doing, I must teach that rabbit a lesson.” Rarity snapped. 

Twilight gave her a stern gaze. “The bucking rabbit can wait Rarity. Celestia needs us in her presence immediately. We don’t have time to be messing around with a rabbit.” Twilight said, in a firm tone. Rarity squatted down.

“Yes, Twilight right away.” Rarity said. She couldn’t believe how firm Twilight had been with her. Her tone with quite firm, truly one of royalty. *Hehe well then let’s go get Applejack and Pinkie Pie shall we. Rarity said sheepishly. 

“Wait what am I going to do about my animals and Cottage?” Fluttershy asked.

“I got that covered Fluttershy. Spike here will take care of them for you. Right, Spike.” Spike saluted. “Yes, mam you can count on me.” Twilight gave Spike a hug. “Thanks, Spike I knew I could count on you. Now let’s go everypony.” Twilight said as they departed towards Applejack’s house.

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Applejack was out in the south orchard, tending to some trees with Apple Bloom. It was recently attacked by a case of the blight, and they had just gotten it under control.

“Great job Apple Bloom. I know it was a lot of work, but we managed to save the trees.” Applejack said patting Apple Bloom on the back. But Apple Bloom didn’t return her enthusiasm. “What’s wrong sugarcube,” Applejack asked, know very well what the issue was.

“Applejack I just miss Scootaloo. She is a key part of the crusaders, and we can’t go crusading without her. It’s just not right.” Apple Bloom said, trying to hide the tears from her eyes. She tried being strong about the whole thing, but it was getting to be too much for the young filly.

Applejack hugged her. “Now don’t you worry Apple Bloom. We will get Scootaloo back before ya know it.”

Apple Bloom looked up at her sister, the tears now pouring from her eyes. “You promise Applejack?”  Apple Bloom asked.

“Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a  cupcake in my eye.” Applejack said, giving a reassuring smile. Allowing Apple Bloom to return a smile.

“Did somepony make a pinkie promise over here?” Pinkie Pie asked as she popped out from behind a random bush. Scaring Applejack, and Applebloom half to death.

“Pinkie pie, where in the hay did you come from?” Applejack asked, in a stern tone.

Pinkie pie blinked. “I have no clue. It just kinda happens.” Pinkie Pie giggled. “Just last week I ended in your barn, and Big Mac and Cheerilee were there. I still can’t figure why they got so mad at me.” 

Applejack looked at Pinkie with a concerned look. “I will never understand you Pinkie Pie.” She said, shaking her head.

Just then Pinkie Pie started twitching, and the three took cover under an old wagon. “Incoming!” Rainbow Dash yelled as she hit the ground with a thud.

Applejack came running out from under the wagon. “Rainbow Dash! Are you ok?” She asked running to assist her friend.

Rainbow Dash slowly pulled herself up, brushing the dirt off of her. She could feel a pain in her left wing. “Yes I am ok. I think I overdid it though. My wing cramped up, and sent me into the ground.” 

Applejack was about to scold her for not being careful when she saw the others topping the hill. She could tell something was wrong, by the look on Rainbow Dash’s face. “What the hay is going on? Why is everypony in such a hurry?” Applejack asked. 

“Celestia needs us Applejack. She has some important information regarding Scootaloo. So we have to go right now.” Rainbow Dash said as the others gathered around.

“Well, it must be really serious, if Celestia wants all of us to come.” Applejack said.

“I’m coming too,” Applebloom said, causing everypony to turn their head.

Applejack walked over to her sister. “I’m sorry sugarcube, but I think it’s best that you stay here. I know that Scootaloo is your friend, but this could be dangerous. And I don’t want you getting hurt.” Applejack said, putting her hoof under Applebloom’s chin.

“But I….” 

“But nothin, you are staying here and that is that. Do you understand?” Said Applejack.

Apple Bloom looked down. “Yes.” She said, looking away from her sister. She knew better than to argue with Applejack. When she said something she meant it.

Applejack knew that she had upset her sister, but also knew that what they were going into might be dangerous.  She began to walk away and looked back at her sister. “Love ya, sis,” she said, as she left with the rest of the girls.
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Scootaloo and Mike had been back from the beach for almost a week. And Scootaloo out on the back deck watching the sunset, wearing the baby blue sundress Mike had made for her. She liked wearing the clothes, cause of the joy it brought to his face.

Mike was standing next to her stroking her mane. Something about this made her feel safe and wanted. A feeling that she only had in Equestria, when she was close to her friends or Rainbow Dash. 

Down below, the pond could be seen. The orange glow from the sky could be seen reflecting on the water’s surface. Scootaloo always found herself staring at it on pretty evenings. Wondering if she would ever go back home. She had to admit, she really missed her friends. But she also had grown very attached to Mike, and couldn’t think of a world without him.

“Thinking about Equestria?” Mike asked.

Scootaloo continued to look off into the distance. “Yeah. but it’s hard for me to say I want to go back.” She said, turning to look at Mike.

“Why do you say that?” Mike asked

“Because you're my daddy, and I don’t want to give that up.” She said, tears starting to form in her eyes. “I love you da……” She said, as she passed out and fell to the floor.

Mike quickly jumped up and Scooped her up into his arms. “Scootaloo… Honey… Please, honey, speak to me.” He said as he tried to wake her. He held her close to his chest. “Please no, please don’t take her from me.” He said looking into the sky.

He looked down and saw a silver streak form in her mane. He knew something was wrong, but also knew that he couldn’t take her anywhere. Tears were now pouring from his eyes. “Please baby wake up. Wake up for daddy.” He said.

Just then she began to cough. “Yes baby breath, please breath. You can do it.”

Scootaloo held her hoof up to her head and opened her eyes. The world was slightly spinning around her. She could see and feel Mike holding her. Her vision slowly started to even out again.

“Daddy, what happened? Why are you crying?” She asked, feeling confused. Not really sure what just happened. 

Mike just held her close. “Oh thank god your back. You had me so worried.” Mike said. He wiped his eyes and looked at her. “You passed out, and I thought I had lost you.”

Scootaloo sat up and kissed Mike on the cheek. “It’s ok daddy, I am still here,” Scootaloo said, placing a hoof on his cheek. 

Mike hugged her and picked her up. After carrying her inside, he sat her on her bed and had her look into the mirror across from the bed. Scootaloo looked at herself and saw the silver streak. That was now running through her mane.

She ran a hoof through her mane. “How did this happen? Am I sick? Daddy, what is wrong with me, am I sick?” She asked, with a worried look on her face.

Mike sat down on her bed and began to stroke her mane. “I have no clue honey. I have never seen anything like this in my life.” Mike wrapped his arms around her and held her close. “I promise I will do my best to figure this out.” He said, trying to comfort Scootaloo.

Mike remained by her side, afraid of what might happen when he left her. The two spent the rest of the evening in each others embrace until they both had fallen asleep.

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The girls watched in horror, as they watched the events play out in front of them. Luna had created a viewing portal, using the information that Twilight had gathered from the portal that took Scootaloo.

“This happened last night when I was observing Scootaloo. From what I have been able to gather, Scootaloo is starting to lose her Equestrian magic. And once she loses all of it…” Luna paused and hung her head. Unable to say what would happen to Scootaloo. She had become very attached to the filly over the years. The thought was even too much for her to bare.

The room became silent. The severity of the situation weighed heavily on everypony’s hearts. Rainbow Dash just sat there gazing into the portal. A single tear fell from her face and landed on the portal that she gazed upon.

The portal began to glow brightly, taking every pony by surprise. The scene on the portal changed and showed an image of the pond where Scootaloo had fallen through. The pond was starting to radiate with light.

Twilight looked at Celestia. “What does this mean?” She asked. Celestia walked past Twilight and laid a hoof on Rainbow Dash. 

“It means, that the key to getting Scootaloo back, is Rainbows love for Scootaloo.”
“Rainbow looked up at Celestia. “But I have tried hundreds of times to go through the portal, and it would not let me. Why would now make a difference?” She asked.

“It’s because you have seen her in true danger. It’s the magic of motherly love, a magic that can only be conjured when your foal in grave danger.” Celestia said, removing her hoof from Rainbow Dash’s back.  

Rainbow Dash looked back at the portal. “But you heard it. What if Scootaloo don’t want to come back to Equestria.” She said, as her ears lowered. “The human that she is with, she calls him Daddy. I can’t be the one to take that away from her. It’s something she has never had before.”

Celestia nodded. “I understand where you are coming from Rainbow Dash. I too do not want to take Scootaloo from the Human she calls her Daddy.” Celestia said, turning towards her sister, and Twilight. “That's is why I have decided. If the human wishes to remain with Scootaloo, then I will grant him permission to come back with her.

“Are you sure that he can be trusted sister?” Luna asked.

“Luna you have watched him, just like I have. I can see he has nothing but the best intentions for Scootaloo. I feel no harm will come from allowing him to cross over into this world.”

“But princess, he his a human. Is it possible for this world to sustain him?” Twilight asked.

“That I am unsure of Twilight. That is why if we must, we can use a spell from my personal library. The spell would allow him to become a pony.” Celestia said,

Twilight's eyes lit up. “Oh my gosh a transformation spell, that I have never seen before. Oh, I really hope that I get to look at that. I would be so wonderful to see how such a spell works, and the theories behind it.” 

Celestia gives a slight cough to bring Twilight out of her excitement. Twilight blushes, not meaning to go off on a rant.

“Now we can’t wait my little ponies. You must return to the portal, and bring our Scootaloo home. I am not sure how much longer she will last in the other world, so you must hurry.” Celestia said, pointing the girls towards the door.

As much as Rainbow wanted to fly as fast as she could back to the pond. She was unable to, due to her wing being sprained from her crash. Twilight took notice of Rainbow’s concern. “Don’t worry, we will be there soon. And then we can get your daughter back.” Twilight said, trying to reassure Rainbow Dash.

Within minutes, they were on their way back home. And Rainbow Dash was staring intently out the window. “Don’t worry Mommy is coming for you.” Rainbow Dash said to herself, as the train began its journey back to Ponyville.