The Life Of A Homeless Filly

Morning came and Scootaloo decided to head out, she crept out of the small trapdoor and peered around in search for flutter shy, she was obviously still in bed. "Ok," she thought "I need to tell the others, but... were will they be?"

It was a Saturday so no pony would be in school, maybe they were at the tree house? She will go there first!

On the way to the tree house, she didn't seem to see any pony, although she did see weather ponies setting up clouds for a due storm. Scootaloo, Hated, Storms. Especially as water always seems to drip through the trap door, normally on to her.

When she finally got to the tree house, the rain started to fall, only slightly at first, but falling none the less. She quickly took cover in the tree house. It was warmer than her small room, much warmer, and apple bloom's handy work had made it waterproof, so no drips of water fell on her. She lied down on one of the beanbags, and slowly fell asleep.

She dreamed of rainbow dash, standing next to her open-hoofed, she ran towards her but as she got closer, rainbow dash got further away. she finally caught up using all her strength. Rainbow scooped her up in her arms, and dropped her in a small cage near the van labeled 'Home For Abandoned Filly's'. Scootaloo's heart sunk to the sight of a police pony giving rainbow money for the deed she had just done. She couldn't believe her eyes. The police pony threw her cage in the van and at the moment he closed the doors, Scootaloo woke up.

She woke up to see two very puzzled friends, "Why are you sleeping in the tree house Scoot?" Apple Bloom asked "we couldn't find you anywhere."

"Yeah silly! You never even told us were you live!" Sweetie Bell said, clueless.

"I... Dont ... live any were.." Scootaloo mumbled, hoof over mouth.

"What was that?"

"I DONT LIVE ANY WERE!" Scootaloo shouted, tears forming in her eyes.

The two girls looked at each other stunned.

"Then were do you sleep?"