Two days prior…

“And let’s play together again, Ms. Lyra!”

I watch as Ms. Lyra disappears into the lots of ponies trotting by, I had hoped she caught my words, but she probably didn’t. I turn and begin riding home, as I ride closer, I remember what I was tasked to do; come clean over my attempts at breaking into a house.

It’s not like the door was locked, or anything…

“What if they get very mad over what we did…?” I didn’t realize it, but I was already home. I slowly reached for the handle and turned it, as always, the door opened, the smell of something delicious being cooked filling my nostrils, causing me to forget whatever I was thinking about. “Mom, I’m home!” I cover my mouth right away, I didn’t want mom to hear me, what had I done!?

I trem- I mean, I shake, slightly nervous of mom, she wasn’t much of an angry pony, but she could be scary when it actually happened, even I could admit to that.

She is VERY scary…

“Welcome back, Scoots, did you have fun with your friends?” this is it, it my chance to come clean, to tell her what I had done, and I will do it…

“It was fun, mom, I’m gonna go rest ok? I’m a bit tired,” after I go to the bathroom first of course, I’m not really afraid, Rainbow would think it’s just uncool.

I make my way into my room, passing that one step that’s broken on my way upstairs, dad really needs to get to fixing that before I fall, I guess the idea of stairs just slips out of his mind when somepony has wings, I could probably get Apple Bloom to do it though, she is very hoofy with tools.

I finally reach my room and close the door behind me, I quickly go into the restroom, letting the “panic leave my body”, I never understood what Fluttershy meant by it, but it worked, I felt whatever tension on me leave me as I left the place.

“Scootaloo, it’s time for dinner!”

And now it’s back!

I ran through different ideas in my head, but none of them made any sense, Apple Bloom was the idea pony, I was more of an action pony, I don’t have time to think! I sit in my bed for a bit to calm down, the different Wonderbolts posters usually help me do just that, but not this time, it feels as if I’m about to cr- Erm, sweat, sweat from my own nervousness, but I have no idea how to tell her… Maybe I could wait till tomorrow.

“Are you a chicken?”

I bolt upright and look around the room, there was nopony in there besides me, who even said that when my parents always knocked on my door before coming in?

“Over here, squirt!” I turn to the side to find one of my most prized possessions, a picture of Rainbow Dash and me, I had gotten this taken after we heard her cutie mark story… I still get goose bumps from that, it was just SO cool!

“Um, hello? I’m talking to you,” I stare at the picture for a bit longer and notice Rainbow, she was… Moving! “What do you think you are doing?”

I look at the portrait confused before finally asking: “What do you mean?”

“You are not telling your mom about what you did? I thought you would accept the blame?” she asked me, her hooves crossed in disappointment.

“B-but I was! I was just waiting for… The right time! That’s it!”

“Are you sure about that?” the glare she was giving me was unsettling, she wasn’t only disappointed—she seemed outright ashamed of me.

“I…”

“Listen, Scoots, I know it’s hard, but you gotta learn to own up to your mistakes, besides, would you leave your friends to take the blame alone? That’s not a very loyal thing to do, you know?” her words stung, as I knew she was right.

“Y-you are right, Rainbow Dash, I-” I look back at the picture, just to find it back to how it was before, I rub my eyes, trying to understand what had just happened.

“Scootaloo, get down here this instant, young lady! I said dinner is ready!” I instantly begin my climb downstairs, quickly forgetting the weird happening, maybe I should stop sleeping in after midnight. I reach the bottom surprisingly out of breath, mom looks at me oddly as I try to recover.

“You look tired, what were you up to?” she asks me curiously.

“I was, um… Dancing!” I said, I mean, I can't just tell her I was talking to my photo of Rainbow Dash, I don’t think she would be very nice about it after the last time I did that… Not to mention she’ll think I’m crazy.

“You really need to show your friends that, you are really good!” I feel my face turn red right away.

“Mom! I don’t really like dancing much, it’s just to pass the time, besides, you know I want to fly!” I reply with pride, flying is where is at after all, feeling the wind in your face, the thrills as you reach higher speeds… Or so says Rainbow.

“Fine, fine. Come on, it’s dinner time, I made your favorite; tomato soup!” you don’t have to tell me twice!

We sit eating calmly in the table, making small talk, I like doing this, but it’s not the same without dad. “Did dad stay at the factory again?” I ask mom.

“Yes dear, he had to finish those reports on the week’s weather,” she doesn’t say much more, I knew that already, but it’s just habit to ask at this point. “So, what’s the matter Scoots? You seem a bit agitated today,” I was caught, this is it, game over, game over ponies!

“Well…” I fail to bring words, the nervousness quickly making me stop.

“That not a very loyal thing to do, you know?”

“I broke into Twilight’s house! We were trying to find some weird creature to study so I could get my cutie mark on something new and different, I’m so sorry mom!” I did it, I had said it. And now the trouble came.

Wait… Why is she smiling?

“I know, I saw you entering the library along with your other friends,” if my jaw could do it, it would have dropped to the floor right then. “I actually know it wasn’t your fault either, it was that lyre playing mare Lyra,” oh oh…

“But we wanted to as well! It wasn’t all of her fault!”

“Of course, that mare, trying to make my little Scootaloo into a delinquent! How daring! If only she’d come…” okay, this is not good.

“Mom!”

“Yes, dear?”

“It’s my fault, okay? I did it too, so I should be grounded for it,” if the ponies at school heard me saying that, they would be giving me dumb remarks over it.

“Oh, Scoots, I’m so proud of you, being such an honest pony!” she hugged me tight out of nowhere, picking me off my seat.

“Aren’t you going to ground me? I want to be fair with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle!” okay, now if the others in class heard me, they would call me insane.

“Nonsense, we both know it was on that Lyra! Now come on, finish your soup.”

“But!”

“No buts! Finish your soup,” there was no way I could change her mind, she is very persistent when she wants something, I sigh in defeat and look upon my soup.

“Well… I tried,” I dig into my soup a little guilty... but I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little relieved.

Author's Notes:

Decided to experiment a bit and tried to do something coming from Scootaloo herself, narrating everything as if it were happening at the moment, it's something I haven't really done before, so I hope it came out right.

Anyway, as always, I hope you enjoyed, and the next chapter will be out next Sunday...!

Unless Animal Crossing takes over the rest of my social life

Notes 16 – 4/19/18

Blaaah. This chapter is very meh to me. Not only because it's just fluff, but because it was clearly written WAY before previews chapters. It's really just here to pad out the wait, but I suppose it did its job... right?

PS: I ALSO lost my copy of Animal Crossing. 2013 sucked