The beating
You are anonymous and you are currently cussing out Celestia stupid sun. You had woken up around twenty minutes ago and were already mad. YOU hadn't woken up on your own. No Celestia (Being the fat asshole she was) Decided to wake you up with the sun directly in your fucking eyes! You could be heard from down the corridor of your large home. You have been in this world of pastel-colored weirdos for almost seven years now.
But in that time you have learned the number one secret to your success. Hands are so much better than hooves.
Yes, you are a human. Living in a world of flying, Kicking, Magic using ponies. You heard right ponies. They came in all shapes and sizes. Big, small, Short tall, longhorns, short horns, tiny wings, big wings, and everything I don't care enough about to mention. But with the powers of fingers, you struck gold in Equestria. You see magic is amazing but knowledge is much better. Before you came here your father was an inventor. You made the first phone in Equestria by copying what he had taught you.
You had given three fillies known as the Cutie Mark Crusaders each there own with their cutie marks on them. These three fillies had always helped you out and you had grown a bond to your ponies. Not anything romantic of course you were around twenty-three while the girls were around fifteen. You liked all of them but secretly you prefer Scootaloo over the others. She reminds you a lot of yourself and your best friend Rainbow dash. She could fly fairly well and had decent sized wings. She had an orange coat and purple mane and tail.
She said you were like family to her. Because you, her, and Rainbow would hang out a lot. But enough about tiny ponies with wings you were hungry. No, you were HANGRY. You were never in a good mood in the mornings and your maid knew it. So she would avoid you in the mornings. You and her were pretty close her name was Shimmering star. She had been like a mother, to be honest.
It wasn't uncommon for you and Rainbow to get hammered. But every time you did Star would help you. She always cleaned and did an amazing job. She once told you 'If you do a half-ass job it's just as bad as not doing it at all.' She had told you a little about her mom and from what you could gather the two weren't very close. She had been very strict on her young daughter from a young age.
You decide to stop thinking and get dressed. You put on a normal white shirt, blue jeans, and plain red hoodie then head to sugar cube corner. You loved the food there and the chef never failed to put a smile on your face. You started thinking about the two of you. You and Pinkie pie had always been friends. Heck, If Dash ever stopped being your bro Pinkie a big second. You were snatched back to reality by the sound of pain.
You look around to see two stallions huddled around somepony. You knew there was crime in Ponyville but it was always surprising to see it. You start to walk towards them when you see a small orange figure. 'Ok now they fucked up' You think as you break out into a full-on sprint. You rush up to them and grab the bigger stallions hoof before it comes down on the small figure of Scootaloo. You can see she's not concise and has bruises and bumps all over her body.
"Your messing with the wrong ponies monkey boy. This street urchin brought his on herself." The stallion whos hoof your holding says as he tries to punch you in the gut. You quickly bloke it and bring a hard knee into his gut. You swear you can hear the crack of one of his ribs. He gasps in pain and doubles over in pain as you bring a fist coming down right into his muzzle. You then repeatedly bring your knee into his jaw as he screams. You manage to hit him about four times before his buddy hits you in the back.
You turn back to the stallion and smile your best shit-eating grin you can make before kicking your feet out from under him. As he falls you bring your foot stomping down onto his chest. You gather your breath and start to speak bringing your foot down harder on his chest with each word.
"If you ever,
Harder
“And I mean ever,
Harder
“Mess with Scootaloo,
Harder
“Again,
You bring your voice down to a whisper only he can hear,
I will personally escort you to Tartarus."
After you finish talking you bring your foot down on his face knocking him out cold. You waste no time in turning around and picking up Scootaloo. You grab her and start running. What should take a ten-minute run ends up only being five? You see the hospital and barge into the building. "Somepony help!," You scream as you enter through the door. Two nurses rush and grab Scootaloo. You run with them as they lay the small filly on a bed.
They rush her into a small room and start talking. You can't pay attention as your only focus is of the small filly in front of you. Eventually, a doctor tells you to wait outside in the waiting room. You slowly make your way to the waiting room. You start to make your way towards the phone on the desk before a lady stop's you."What do you think you're doing? That phone is for staff use only." The mare says. You chuckle a little and turn around.
"And who do you think made the phone?"You say as you look down at her.
"Why Anonymous. Who else?" She sarcastically replies.
"Who do you think I am." You say with a smirk.
The mare looks at you and begins to open her mouth before realizing what you mean and apologizing. You tell her it's ok and start to dial the one pony you know who cares for Scootaloo as much as you. The phone rings a couple of times before a raspy tomboyish voice answers. "Hello this is Rainbow Dash," She says. You begin to explain t her what happened and tell her to get to the hospital quick.
After you get off the phone you are greeted by a doctor.
"Hello, Mister Anonymous. We understand you brought miss Scootaloo here."
"Yes, sir. How is she? Anything serious?"
"Well she doesn't have anything serious but we do have to perform a surgery on her knee joint. It is entirely optional though."
"Yes, sir perform the surgery."
"Ok before we do Mr. Anonymous she would like to speak to you."
"Of course."
By the time your talk ends Rainbow has arrived and is standing beside you. You walk into her room to see her lying on the bed crying a little. You walk up to her and start petting her mane before she jumps into your chest. You only sit there holding her and telling her things like ' It's alright' and 'They're never going to hurt you again'. Eventually, she calms down and looks up at you. The sight almost kills you with cuteness.
"Why? Why did you help me?" She suddenly asks catching you off guard.
"Well I care about you and I don't let those I care about get hurt." You say confidently. The young mare looks surprised as if no one has ever told her they care about her.
"Y-you care about m-me?" She says as she starts to tear up a little. You gently pull her closer.
"Of course I do! And I have somepony else here who cares about you." You say about to pull back. But as you pull back she won't let go. Then she sees rainbow dash and her eyes grow wide for a moment.
"Hey, squirt. Didn't think I would forget about you, did you?" She says.
Rainbow and Scootaloo start to talk and the three of you have a good time. Of course, you're the one who makes all the corny jokes. But they never fail to make them laugh. After about an hour the doctor pulls you aside. He starts to explain to you that the surgery isn't that cheap. You tell him that you were willing to spend all of your fortune to keep your small companion healthy. The total came to around one thousand two hundred fifty bits.
You come back into the room and explain the situation to the two of them. Scootaloo's heart sank at the price of how much this was going to cost. You tell her that you were going to pay for it. The two of you argue for a couple of minutes before you put an end to it and walk out of the room. You were hungry as a bitch. So was everyone else. So you order pizza. You also order some cupcakes from sugar cube corner. After you were all stuffed you start to leave before you feel a small hoof grab you.
"Will you stay with me Anon. Just so I won't be alone." She says giving you the puppy dog eyes. And try as you might you couldn't escape the eyes.
"Of course I will Scoots." You say sitting down in a chair next to you.
After about an hour and a half, she falls asleep still hugging your arm. As you begin to lose your fight to sleep you can't help but wonder. Where were Scootaloo's parents in all of this? Why had that stallion called her a street urchin? Why had her heart sank when you mentioned the price. And the last thing you notice before you fall asleep is how skinny Scootaloo was for her age.