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The Road To Recovery

by unicorn92243

Chapter 5: 5. Stone Cold Justice

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Chapter 5

Stone Cold Justice

“By the time I’m done with you, you’ll never be able to fly. I’ll rip those wings right off!” Her mother snarled.

Scootaloo struggled, but she was no match for her angry mother, who picked her up and started to carry her towards the window. Frantically she looked around, and as they passed her desk, she reached out and managed to grab her ruler off of it, swinging it upwards to jab it into the mare’s eye.

Cold Heart let out a yelp, automatically dropping her as she grabbed her eye.

“You little brat!”

“HELP!” Scootaloo screamed as she backed away in fear.

Scootaloo’s door slammed all the way open, and she was relieved to see Rainbow Dash, who wasted no time in tackling Cold Heart. However this time the cruel mare ducked her punch and threw herself at Rainbow. Soon both of the furious mares were fighting each other, each trying to get the upper hoof.

I’ve got to get help! Scootaloo realized and climbed out her window, running next door and hammering on it.

“Help! Help!”

Lyra and Bon Bon answered the door.

“Scootaloo do you know how late it is?” Bon Bon grumbled as she rubbed her eyes.

“Nevermind that! My Mom is back and she’s fighting Rainbow! She needs help!”

“What?! Oh no! Come on Bon Bon we need to go get the police!” Lyra said urgently.

“Right! Lets go!” Bon Bon nodded and both mares ran off.

Hearing the scuffle still going on inside Scootaloo worried that the police might not make it in time. She climbed back into the window and got her scooter, attached the wagon to it, and unlocked and opened the front door, going as fast as she could to where one of Rainbow’s friends lived the closest.

Hammering on the door lead to the sleepy Cakes and Pinkie Pie answering the door.

“Scootaloo? What is it?” Mrs. Cake looked concerned.

“Mom’s fighting Rainbow Dash right now! Bon Bon and Lyra went to get to the police but Dash needs help!” Scootaloo explained quickly.

“What?! Nopony hurts my Dashie!” Pinkie Pie said angrily. She grabbed a helmet and put it on as well as grabbing a surprise for Cold Heart before jumping into the wagon. “Lets go Scoots!”

Scootaloo nodded and took off back to her home as fast as she could. Never had she gone this fast. All she could think about was Rainbow Dash. Faster, faster, faster! She didn’t even notice when there was a slight flash of light on both sides of her flanks.

When they finally got there Scootaloo skidded to a stop and Pinkie jumped out of the wagon, racing to the window as the filly joined her.

Rainbow Dash and Cold Heart were several feet apart, glaring at each other with their chests heaving. Both of them were covered in cuts and bruises. Cold Heart pawed the floor, getting ready to charge again and Rainbow tensed, ready to meet her head on, when she heard a voice.

“Dashie! Get out of the way!”

Startled, Rainbow turned around only to see Pinkie looking through the window. When she saw what Pinkie had she grinned and quickly jumped out of range.

Cold Heart looked up in confusion at the voice, and then her mouth dropped open in shock when she saw the cannon that was aimed at her.

“Uh oh,” she gulped.

“Yeah, uh oh,” Pinkie smirked.

BOOM!

A large cake shot out of the cannon and hit Cold Heart in the face, slamming her back against the wall and knocking her out cold.

“All right Pinkie!” Rainbow shared a hoof bump with her before going to get some rope. When she came back she quickly tied the unconscious mare up.

Lyra and Bon Bon arrived with the police a few minutes later, and Cold Heart was taken into custody.

“I was so scared, but you saved me, again!” Scootaloo hugged Rainbow tightly.

“You saved me too kiddo, when you got Pinkie to come help me. That crazy mare is stronger than she looks.” Rainbow hugged her back.

“Scootaloo look! Look at your flank!” Pinkie Pie pointed.

“Huh?” Scootaloo looked and her jaw dropped. There… on her flank… was a scooter. “Hooray!” Scootaloo cheered as she let go of Rainbow and jumped around the room excitedly. “I finally got my cutie mark!”

Rainbow and Pinkie just smiled at the filly, thankful that she was all right.


The next day Princess Celestia arrived in Ponyville to pass judgement on Scootaloo’s mother. All of the elements of Harmony were there, as well as all of the cutie mark crusaders. All of who were glaring at the hateful mare as they stood in a meadow near Sweet Apple Acres. A guard stood on each side of Cold Heart to make sure she didn’t try to get away.

“Cold Heart,” lectured the princess. “You were given every chance to change your ways and realize that your daughter was not at fault for this situation, and that you were. You traumatized her and blamed her for things that was not her fault and that she had no control over. You resisted your medication and your therapy. You are one of the very few known foal abusers in Equestria. Do you have anything to say before I pass sentence?”

Cold Heart glared at all of them and lifted her chin defiantly. She didn’t say a word.

“All right Cold Heart, since you refuse to see the error of your ways I am going to make an example out of you so that other parents will think twice before they decide to treat their children cruelly.” Celestia looked to Scootaloo. “Is there anything you’d like to say to your mother?”

Scootaloo shook her head and scowled at the mare who had given her life, and then had made it miserable. Sweetie Belle nuzzled her comfortingly and Applebloom put her hoof on her shoulder in support.

“Very well,” Celestia nodded before turning back to the prisoner. “Cold Heart, you are hereby sentenced to be a statue in my garden until your daughter has passed from this world so that you can never try to harm her again. We will see then if you have realized the error of your ways and can be put on probation.”

Cold Heart’s eyes widened in horror.

“What?! No! You can’t!” She started to back away in a panic.

Celestia just turned and nodded to the element bearers.

They nodded back and their necklaces and Twilight’s crown glowed, their hooves left the ground as their eyes turned white.

“Noooo!” Cold Heart tried to jump up and fly away, but it was already too late. The rainbow burst from the mares who were determined to dole out justice and hit her before she could take more than a few flaps into the air. “Ahhhhhh!” She screamed as she fell back to the ground. She stood up and tried to run, but her hooves were already turning to stone and it quickly spread up her body. “Pleeeeease!” Was her last word before the stone reached her head, and then there she stood, a statue with an expression of terror on her face.

“Guards, you may load her into the carriage,” Celestia told them calmly. They nodded and obeyed.

“She’s really gone for good now?” Scootaloo asked Rainbow shakily.

“Yeah kid, she’s gone for good. She’ll never bother you again.” Rainbow embraced her tightly, and the others gathered around to join in for a group hug.

“Good,” Scootaloo sighed in relief as she did her best to hug everypony back.

“May you have peace now Scootaloo. Now I must get back to Canterlot.” Celestia got into the carriage and the Pegasus guards slipped into the harnesses and flew away with her and the new statue that would be added to the castle’s garden.

“By the way Scootaloo, I love your cutie mark!” said Applebloom.

“Me too, but we still don’t have ours,” sighed Sweetie Belle.

“Don’t worry guys, I’ll still crusade with you to help you get them,” Scootaloo smiled, glad that she wouldn’t have to worry about her mother anymore.

“Of course! We’re best friends forever no matter what,” Apple Bloom said happily.

“Cutie Mark Crusaders best friends forever!” The fillies all exclaimed and the others chuckled, glad that things were finally starting to go back to normal.



That night, a new statue stood near the entrance to the castle garden. A plaque was in front of it that read…

MAY ALL FOAL ABUSERS BEWARE, LEST THIS BECOME YOUR FATE AS WELL!

Nopony could hear the silent screams that rang through the trapped mare’s mind, as she stared into the darkness of the night, unable to blink, unable to breathe, and alone with only her own thoughts to keep her company.

Eventually her screams would die down as she thought over her situation. She knew that there were worse things than death, and that this was one of them.

Well played Princess Celestia, she thought bitterly. Well played.

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