Scootaloo was sleeping in the guest room of Dash's cloud home. Her parents were away on a business trip so she got to spend a week with Rainbow Dash, her big sister.

When she woke up it was five in the morning. She decided she might as well make Dash a morning breakfast. Her vision was still a little blurry as she tried to force herself to wake up, stifling a big yawn. She threw her covers off and got up. She debated on just going to the kitchen but, not wanting to do anything that might disappoint Rainbow Dash, she fixed her covers. Her mother always told her that it's important to make your bed after you wake up. Since she was too lazy and tended to procrastinate she always did them as soon as her hooves were on the floor. That way it was done and over with and she didn’t have to worry about it later.
After making her bed she went downstairs and into the kitchen. She pulled eggs, pears, and apples out of the cabinet. She placed the apples on the cloud table, and then went back to preparing the eggs and fried pears.

After several minutes of cooking she heard a DING. The sound made her fall off the chair she placed so she could reach the stove. When she was finally done she put the food on two separate plates and placed them on the table.
“Oh, I hope Dash will like this,” she said, walking off to Dash’s room with a microphone Pinkie let her borrow… somehow.
She put the microphone to her mouth, while she bounced in the air buzzing her puny wings.
“DASH! WAKE UP! I HAVE A SURPRISE FOR YOU, BIG SIS!” she screamed, causing Dash to jump and hit her head on the ceiling before limply falling on the floor.

Dash rubbed her head with a hoof. “Ow, that hurt more than I thought it would have,” she said, turning to Scootaloo and scowling. She didn't like to get mad at Scootaloo unless it was about something important.

“Scoots!" Dash said walking closer to the filly “What did I say about yelling when I’m sleeping?” she asked rhetorically to Scootaloo.
Scootaloo frowned and dropped the microphone on the floor “Sorry, Dash. I just wanted to wake you up. After all, you snore really loudly.” Scootaloo instantly regretted it because Dash pinned her to the floor and started tickling her.
Dash bent her head near Scootaloo’s ear, and whispered, “Hey, I do not snore! You must be mistaking me for Rarity! Now tell me, who's the most awesome mare in Ponyville?”

She couldn’t answer immediately because Dash’s hooves were rubbing up and down on her underarms, still in a fit of laughter “Dash, please s-stop, haha.” Scootaloo couldn’t take it anymore and finally said “Y-You are, D-Dash. Haha.”
Dash got off the laughing filly and said, “Ya know I love you, don’t you, squirt?” She walked out into the hallway, Scootaloo following behind her.

She patted Tank on the head as Scootaloo responded, “Yeah, big sis, I know that you love me a lot.” Scootaloo gave her a bright smile as Dash draped a wing over her. They both walked into the kitchen.
When Dash got into the kitchen her mouth dropped open at seeing that Scootaloo managed to cook a decent breakfast. She could hardly cook anything herself. "Wow, squirt. How’d you make this?”
Scootaloo blushed. “Promise you won't laugh at me?” Scootaloo asked, as she knew Dash would laugh at anything, even ponies injured in a funny way.

Dash wrapped a hoof around Scootaloo, pulling the filly close to her. “Now what have I told you? I would never laugh at my sister. Tell me how you managed to cook all this." She grinned towards Scootaloo, and the filly ran up and hugged her sister lovingly.
Scootaloo let go of Dash and stared at the wall before saying “I… I take cooking classes, okay? I… uh… told my mom I wanted to learn to cook for when I will be out on my own so she got me into a cooking class.” Scootaloo said, rubbing her front right hoof as she blushed.

She had just revealed a secret to Dash that not even her friends knew about…. somehow.
Rainbow Dash looked at Scootaloo. “Scoots, that’s actually pretty cool. Maybe you can get a cutie mark in cooking!” She giggled a bit as the two of them sat down at the table and had a nice breakfast together.

After they finished, Dash wiped her face off. "Hey Scoots, want me to teach you how to fly? I mean your wings are big enough now. Unless, of course, you have a medical secret you don’t want to reveal.”

“AWESOME! I can’t wait to fly.” Scootaloo buzzed her wings in excitement. “It has been my dream for a long time!” she said with glee, and a bit of curiosity about how Dash was still unaware of her inability to fly.

“Ok, Scoots. I’m going to use the restroom real fast, and then I will start the training for you.” Dash’s expression turned serious. “Remember, don’t go into my private room over there. I got important stuff in there and I don’t want you to mess with them, understood?” Scootaloo nodded.

With that said Scootaloo saw Dash leave. She waited for about three minutes before her curiosity about the content of the room got the best of her.

She walked into her sister’s private room and opened it with a shoulder hit.
Upon getting in there Scootaloo saw a trophy. She walked slowly towards it to give it a closer look. However, due to an old wrinkly carpet on the floor, she slipped, hitting the ebony trophy stand with her head and making it fall over, shattering into tiny pieces and ashes.

Scootaloo’s eyes widened in complete shock “This is not good. Dash said to never come in here, so why I am here?”
Scootaloo took a deep breath, in front of her existential crisis. “No, wait,” she said as she tried to gather the pieces. “It’s ok. She's my sister. She will forgive me… I hope. Hopefully I won’t go back to the Taigeto.”

Scootaloo had just collected all the pieces and was about to hide them when she heard a shout. “SCOOTALOO!”
She turned around to see Dash, looking at her with a mixture of emotions between sad, furious, and cruelly excited.
Dash walked up to Scootaloo. “What did I say about coming in-” she stopped talking when she saw what Scootaloo had in her hooves: the trophy that her mother won and gave to Dash when she was really young. Her mother’s ashes were stocked in there after her death in a flight incident.

Scootaloo dropped the pieces on the floor and backed up a little.
“I’m sorry! It was an accident!” Scootaloo couldn’t really say much more right now, because the wrong word could spell death by frostbite and hunger on a mountain deep in the Everfree.

Dash walked over to the trophy pieces, murmuring something, then she fell to her knees and started crying a river. Seeing Dash cry was painful for Scootaloo because, in this case, it meant that soon the one crying was going to be her.
Scootaloo walked closer to Dash “Please Dash, I’m sorry. It was just an accident. I didn’t mean for that to happ- ". She was cut off by Dash.

“SHUT UP! How many times have I told you to NEVER come in here?” She stared intensely at Scootaloo, her anger rising up.
“You know what, just get the BUCK out of here. You've caused enough problems for one day,” she said, before returning to her trophy.

“But Dash I’m sor- "Scootaloo instantly stopped and stepped back into the cloud wall. Dash was walking towards her, glaring at her angrily.

Dash stopped when she was muzzle to muzzle with Scootaloo, "Sorry? You’re SORRY? Well, you done goofed, kid, because I’m not BUCKIN accepting it! GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I USE YOUR ASHES TO MAKE A COPY!” she yelled, as she slammed a hoof into her cloud wall, destroying it.

Scootaloo got to the doorway, stopped, and looked at Dash, her sister. “I still love you.”
After that, she left. Luckily her wings were big enough for her to glide down the house safely, but the clouds suggested a precipitation that Scootaloo forgot about.

“Maybe I can stay with Shy for a while," she said, as she left crying.

Author's Notes:

I hope you like this new story