Scootaloo's Master

“Scootaloo, it’s time to wake up?” I blinked looking at Cheerilee. I had gotten no sleep last night or really any night and I had started to doze off in class. I couldn’t afford that, if I woke up screaming or pissed myself I wouldn’t live it down for a very long time.

“Yes?” I asked wiping my eyes

“You don’t look very well, are you alright?” I nodded looking around seeing everyone gone.

“Where did everyone go?”

“They left an hour ago, I decided to let you sleep.” My blood ran cold.

“I have to go.” I said breathlessly as if the life was drained from me. I ran out of the room taking flight, flying to the house and running inside. He was sitting on a black sofa in front of a table looking at his hoof, the first day, and I was late.

“Scootaloo.” I looked around for a moment, the room was rather open, with stairs that went up to the bedroom to the left of sofa, and the kitchen to the left of the stairs, with a bathroom off to the left of the front door in front of a dining area. Then a long bookshelf to the right side of the sofa which covered the wall.

“I’m sorry Master I have no excuse.” Telling him I fell asleep was probably the worst thing at this point. I closed the door behind me going over to him and sitting next to him. “I beg you to be kind.” He moved me under his front and laid me onto my back so he could look down at me. He was much larger than me, bigger than my dad, in size I was just a doll to him, a thing he could play with.

“You expect me to be kind?”

“No, I hope.” No even in my dreams he killed me, I expected nothing from him but pain and suffering. He kissed me and I kissed him back.

“You were late.” He slapped me sending me off the sofa rolling across a table onto the floor. He got up and I turned over sitting up as blood ran down my cheek. He picked up a whip with his magic coming over to me and I closed my eyes as he whipped my side, a slashing stinging pain coursed through my body sending me rolling into the bookshelf from the single powerful hit.

“Please Master, spare me.” I cried as a gash on my side started to bleed. Tears ran rivers down my face.

“Let’s see you were about an hour and five minutes late, so one per ten minutes, so seven, so six more, but I hate odds so eight total.” I gritted my teeth and he raised the whip. It came down with a whistling as it hit me. He hit my side three more times leaving gashes.

I turned over to the other side doing my best to stay steady. If he had to force me I was sure he would add more. He grinned whipping me again, and again, and again. Each time I rolled into the bookshelf sending blood everywhere. I fell to the floor breathing hard as my blood pooled around me, wetting the wooden floors.

“Master, may-may I get medical attention?” He floated a box out of the kitchen. Upon opening it a needle with thread floated out, he sewed up my sides a little slowly making me whimper in pain. He wrapped my sides up once he finished. Whoever he was, he knew medicine on some level rather well, while it hurt really badly, I had gotten stitches before and they never hurt so little while doing it.

“Now then.” He floated over a blue shirt from the kitchen, he put it on me so softly. It covered my bandages nicely. “Do not take this off and make sure to clean those wounds.” I nodded. “Next time you’ll think twice about being late.”

“Yes Master.” I said laying down with tears wetting my face again.

“Good, now come here.” I got up shaking a little going over to him, I then sat down next to him on the sofa. “If you scream I'll hit you.” He grabbed me pulling me close to him and pain coursed through my body as he gripped my sides with his magic. I let out a small scream at the pain biting my hoof. “I told you not to scream.”

“Forgive me.” I whimpered.

“Look at me.” I looked at him and he slapped me, but didn’t cut me this time.

“Please Master, other’s will notice if I’m hurt.”

“Oh will they?” He grabbed me and then slapped me again on the other cheek and it did cut. “I don’t care if others notice!” He shouted then slapped me again cutting my other cheek again. “If you ever talk back I'll.” He slapped me hard gashing my cheek, everything started to spin.

“Please I don’t want others to die because of my mistakes!” I begged weeping. He was a monster, and simple pony wouldn’t be able to take him on, he was much too dangerous. “Please spare the show for others!”

“I suppose.” He gripped my side digging into me and I screamed into the cushion. “There are other ways to teach you obedience.”

“Yes Master, please do that.” I choked on my tears. He licked his lips and I closed my eyes, he pet me then kissed my head. I looked at him a bit surprised.

“You know Scootaloo I’ve been thinking, maybe I should take you to my home, leave Ponyville forever.” I froze. “You’d never see your parents again, Dash would hate you for just disappearing again, and even your friends would forget about you.”

“If-if, that’s what you want.”

“I want you to beg me.”

“Please Master don’t make me leave Ponyville! Please don’t make me leave!” I looked at him with tears burning down my face and his eyes seemed to change for a moment to pure rage and hate. He grabbed my face and he frowned.

“Fine, if you can please me.” He sat up and then moved showing his thing already hard and ready. I got up moving and he stopped me. “With your mouth.”

“With my mouth?”

“Yes, suck on it, and if you bite I'll rip your wings off.” I swallowed. “Don’t swallow too much dear, you’ll be needing spit.” He pulled me so I was over it, I still didn’t know how this thing fit inside me, and I had no idea how I was going to fit it into my mouth. “You can start at any time.”

“I don’t know h.” He grabbed my head and thrusted his thing into my mouth choking me easily as it somehow went all the way down my throat.

“That’s how.” I pulled back gasping a little. “Care for some milk?” I nodded and he floated me a glass from the kitchen. I drink it down quickly, it was really warm, probably had been out for a while, I set the glass to the side. “Well?” I put it into my mouth deep enough not to choke. “Go in and out.”

“O-okay.” I started to bob my head pushing how deep I could go, but since I could mange air and sucking I could go much deeper than normal.

“Use your tongue.” I paused remembering how we kissed and I started using it the same way, he relaxed smiling. His relaxing made me relax a little managing to fit his entire thing down my throat completely. “Oh wow.” He grunted happily as my nose pressed again his waist. “Talk about catching on real fast, and not a bit of teeth.”

I pulled off enough to take a breath and I did it again and again. He pushed me down completely and I felt him finish spraying hot liquid down my throat. He pulled me off once he stopped and I gasped a little coughing.

“Did I do well?” I asked a little unsure.

“Yes you did, and I won’t make you leave Ponyville.” I couldn’t hide my smile, his words just rained relief on me like a monsoon. “Of course that could change, so don’t get so uppity.” He grabbed my chin with his hoof. “And if I ever see you smiling again, I'll smack you till you can’t.” I nodded.

“I’m sorry Master.”

“Now then.” A jar of something floated over to him from the kitchen, he then grabbed me, flipping me upside down, positioning me over his thing. My bottom was up making me use my front hooves to do a hoof stand, not hard for me, the longest was an hour. “Suck me till I’m hard, licking will help.” He was limp, I started lick along it and I felt something cold slather on my bottom.

“What?” I asked confused.

“Shut up and keep going, don’t mind me, but if I don’t do this you’ll rip, probably get sick, and I don’t want foul and blood all over me for making you rip.” I kept going, but gasping a little as he used his hoof softening up my other hole. I gritted my teeth a little as he pressured my hole loosing me a little painfully.

“Please Master, that’s not a good feeling.” I grunted a little.

“Shut up and keep going, I don’t care for your pleasure, you’re a whore and my pet. If I want to do something to you, then I will and if you want to try to stop me, go ahead. I'll show you why you don’t disobey me.”

“Forgive me.” I started licking till he was up and then started sucking till he was hard. He stopped and started to lick my mare-hood and since I was straight up and down sucking him completely was simple.

“Nice and wet.” He pulled me off and turned me over. “You like sucking don’t you, I knew you were a whore when I first saw you.” I blushed a little, I didn’t understand it, but I did enjoy it on some level. Between the other things, that I had control over, and it wasn’t painful like the others, it wasn’t pleasurable either, but at least it didn’t hurt.

“Yes Master.”

“Now then one second.” He put a condom on and it covered even his balls. He put some kind of cream onto the condom. “There we go, I don’t want dirt on me.” He positioned me a little and I gritted my teeth as he went in slowly at first going deep. He was right without whatever he put on me, I would have been screaming in pain, but it just felt uncomfortable.

“Oh.” I grunted a little and I looked at him smiling. His magic made me go up and down slowly, and something felt odd, it wasn’t pain, but something else, as if the pressure was pushing on everything at once relaxing me.

“You like it I see.” I looked down and I was leaking another liquid which I wasn’t sure what it was.

“Do I?”

“Yes, that liquid is virginal fluid, it makes you get ready to mate, the more that comes out of you the more your enjoying something.” I looked down as a stream of it wet his thing allowing him to slide even easier into me. His horn lit softly and I felt something else go up my front hole.

I moaned feeling it twist inside me, my insides clamped around it, but that only made it slide and twist around fast. Each thrust made it go deep and pulse. I fell forward against his chest, feeling his intense body heat.

He kept going, my inside rubbed against each other, and I moaned after a little surprising me, but making him grin. I finished spraying out my liquid lightly, wetting his belly and he laughed as he finished himself making me feel odd.

“I feel sick.”

“To the bathroom then.” We went to the bathroom and he pulled off, throwing the condom away, then setting me down. I ran over to the toilet throwing up. He wiped himself and chuckled darkly. “I'll leave cleaning to yourself, makeup’s in the mirror, you can go home once you’re clean and presentable, and don’t be late tomorrow.” I nodded throwing up more. “Or I'll do worse than a few lashings.”

“Yes Master.”

“Good, now I have to go, I have other business to attend.” He left the bathroom and I cleaned myself up, starting the shower. I looked at my sides removing the bandages, seeing the stitching.

My sides had stopped bleeding and the stitching no longer hurt even in the hot water. I used soap and other scented things to make me smell rather nice. I got out and dried off, rewrapped my sides before putting on the shirt to cover it. If others saw this they would panic, but lucky for me they weren’t too deep.

I looked at myself in the mirror and stared. I was a mess, no a mess would be cleaner. I had heavy bags under my eyes, cuts and bruises all over my body, and it showed in some places easily, even under my coat.

Just saying I crashed wouldn’t be enough, not like this. It was clear I was being hit around. I opened the mirror and pulled out makeup boxes. I started to apply it loosely, I had watched Rarity put makeup on me, so it wasn’t hard to do the same.

Magic, that’s all I could say, makeup was magic, it made me look fine, not a mark showed anywhere. Even my cuts hid nicely under my coat. I sighed looking at my shirt, I had gotten it a little dirty, while I was good, I wasn’t a pro at this. Not only that, but I would need to get more clothes. I had a feeling this wasn’t going to make him happy if he saw me dirtying the thing he gave me.

I went home and opened my bit chest I had under my bed looking at it. I had used all my money on paying the medical bill, and the clothes were sure to be expensive, but I would need to figure something out and soon.

“Hey Scootaloo, are you home?” I heard my mother call and I went out of my room going to her as she set some bags of food down.

“Mom?” I asked and she smiled.

“Hello sweetie.”

“What are you doing home?”

“I thought you would be happy I’m home, anyway I bought food.”

“We weren’t out.”

“Oh, well more the merrier, anyway I took off work to be home with you. After your little disappearing act, I decided I should pay more attention to you. I normally only came home once a month, but I figured that wouldn’t be smart. I got more time off, now I can spend every afternoon with you.” I stared at her. “That’s good right? I mean, hiding was a way of trying to get more attention right?”

“I.” I stepped back panicking a little. “No, I, I didn’t mean to trouble you, I just. I’m sorry I didn’t want you to stop working for me. I know you love your job, Canterlot is a great place to work. Please don’t if you.”

“Stop.” She said holding up her hoof. “I do love my job, but I got part time work for a while, and honestly I shouldn’t be working so much with a still young filly at home. I’ve been needing to be your mother for a long time now.”

“Oh.”

“You always seemed so happy when I come home, do you not like me?” I stared at her for a few seconds.

“No.” Tears ran down my face, I was lucky my makeup was water proof. “I love you home, but I don’t want you to-to be unhappy being with me.” She frowned and rushed over to me hugging me. Tears of pain rushed down my face as she squeezed my side. Tears went down her face as well.

“I’m so sorry, I never meant for you to feel like that, I love you so much, I’m so selfish sometimes, I’m so sorry.” We stayed like that for a while.

“I love you.” She set me down and I wiped the tears away.

“Well once I unpack, and put these away we can go have some fun.”

“Sounds great, but, I need to go get a few things.”

“Oh?”

“Well I was thinking of going and getting some clothes.”

“Clothes?” I stepped back a little showing the shirt.

“I found I like wearing clothes. I was thinking of getting a few shirts, maybe some other things, and I have to go get my birthday presents from Applejack. I left them there, and they’ve been there for a few weeks.”

“Of course.” I smiled. “I'll grab my purse, and we can go get anything you like.” I nodded. She unpacked quickly and I put away the food, completely restocking the kitchen. She finished and we started walking.

“How’s your legs and wings?” I looked at her.

“Oh they’re both fine.” My mother was an earth pony, that’s why I didn’t live in Cloudsdale with my dad. I lived in Ponyville because it was between Canterlot and Cloudsdale, it allowed for both of them to see me. Flying from Cloudsdale to Canterlot was a huge task, so my father settled with having me live in Ponyville, since it’s in the middle basically.

“Has dad been around since I left?”

“Mom you left two days ago, dad doesn’t get time off for two more weeks.”

“Oh.” While my mom and dad were never around each other or around me that much, they still loved each other unimaginably.

Their jobs took more of a toll on a rock, than on their relationship. I knew very few pony that loved each other like they did, but they didn’t let their passion for each other get in the way of their passion for what they did.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure he’ll stay for a few days, he’s project manager for all of Cloudsdale so.” She smiled. “Anyway, are you alright?”

“I’m great.” She kissed my head. “I’m just glad to be home, I forgot how much of a blessing you are. Every time I look at you, you remind me of your father.” She smiled and I smiled as well. My father is a great stallion, not a single pony that knows him would be able to tell another story.

We went to Rarity’s and my mom talked the entire time about her job. She was a royal accountant for all of Canterlot, she managed the wealth of tens of thousands of pony, as if it was a passing notion to her.

It was because of her that Canterlot didn’t run into the ground from spending like crazy. Royals didn’t know exactly how to keep their books, so she was paid considerably well. Between my mother and father’s earnings, it would make most royals blush with greed.

“One moment please.” Rarity called from the back as we entered her shop. Sweetie Belle came out and gasped a little.

“Scootaloo!” She ran over and hugged me making me grit my teeth, I forced a smile even being in unimaginable pain. She let go of me smiling. “How are you?”

“Good, oh this is my mom.” She looked at my mom.

“It’s a pleasure.” Sweetie Belle bowed a little and my mom giggled.

“It is a pleasure to meet you to.” My mom said with a warm smile.

“She’s one of my friends.” I said smirking a little.

“She’s cute, you can go pl.”

“No.” I interrupted and they looked at me oddly. “We’re here to get clothes, I-we have other things to do today anyway.”

“Oh.” Sweetie Belle said eyeing me a for a few seconds.

“Actually I need to use the restroom, will you show me where Sweetie Belle?” She paused for a moment and smiled nodding. I followed her out of my mom’s sight down a hallway and she turned to me.

“What’s up? You don’t need to show you where that is, you’ve been here plenty. You’ve been acting weird, what’s wrong?”

“Listen I’m sorry about that, but my mom doesn’t come home that much, and I want to spend as much time as I can with her, but if I say that she’ll feel bad. I don’t know how long she’ll be staying, so please understand.”

“Ohhhhhh.” She smiled. “Of course, I'll let Apple-Bloom know as well.”

“Great, and then once she leaves we can have a party or whatever.” I hugged Sweetie Belle and she hugged me back.

“Are you sure you’re alight?” I let go of her and gave her a confused look even though I understood perfectly.

“What would make you say that?”

“Well you’ve been rather sick looking lately, everyone’s been worrying even more than when you were missing. I don’t know what it is, but when I see you I just get this sad pain in my chest, and it makes me panic.” I stared at her. It was the feeling I got whenever I looked at another pony, maybe he cast a spell on me or something when I wasn’t looking.

“I’m fine.” I said smiling a little.

“Alright, but if you need anything, tell me and I'll rush right on over.” I nodded.

“Thanks for understanding.”

“Of course, we’re friends.” She grinned. We went back out and Rarity was talking to my mom, Rarity eyed me frowning.

“Scootaloo.” My mom said.

“Hey.”

“Rarity was just telling me she would be happy to do anything you like once she got your measurements and a general idea of what you wanted.”

“That shirt,” Rarity said sternly eyeing me. “Where did you get it?” They all looked at me and Rarity was staring at me with some kind of hard look. It was as if she saw something I didn’t understand.

“It was a gift.”

“Who gave it to you?” She stepped forward making me flinch a little.

“Why does that matter?” My mom asked walking in front of Rarity and Rarity paused for a few seconds.

“It doesn’t, just I made that shirt for a royal yesterday. He said it was for his daughter, the finest work I’ve ever done on a simple blue shirt, I assure you, but did he give it to you? I know that is the same shirt, it even has my stitching on the tail end.” I looked and paused seeing it plain as day.

“I.” By Celestia he was a royal! I swallowed a little, realizing just how bad knowing that made all this.

While royals weren’t the greatest, but they still had power, wealth and over all never were said no to. If they wanted something they could take it, they couldn’t be charged with simple crimes, and any crime they were charged with, there had to be a huge trail to just say they weren’t guilty. Celestia never said no to royals because they always had ties to other nations by blood. War wasn’t worth saying no to them.

“Well?” My mom asked.

“No, it was given to me by a colt unicorn. I don’t know his name, he just gave it to me as a gift, if he was royal I didn’t know.”

“Okay then that makes sense.” My mom said helping to cover for me a little, it would be hard to believe a royal would give me a gift. Even though my family was well off they weren’t well know outside of their circles, and royals didn’t have time for lower class ponies, especially one like me.

“How does that shirt fit you?” Rarity asked and I looked at her.

“Perfectly.” I said, but then paused seeing her frown.

“Then I'll make some more like that.”

“All simple colors, no flowers or anything like that and can you add a hood? Oh add pockets, and a zipper.” She smiled a little bit.

“Won’t be hard, it’ll take me a day or two, but I can have three of them ready, is that enough for you?”

“I.”

“It’s fine if you want more.” My mom said.

“Fourteen.” Both of them paused. “I would have to wash them, so I want to be able to have an extra set. I also would like to have socks, I saw it a while ago somewhere. They cover my bottom half, I would need fourteen of them as well, and sturdy so I can run around in them comfortably.”

“Sounds fine to me, can you do it?” My mom asked moving out of Rarity’s way letting Rarity eye me a little.

“Of course I can, it’ll just take me a while to do, a week or two will be needed to do that, of course since they will be plain styles, they won’t be hard to do.”

“Oh,” my mom said pulling paper from her purse. “And make me two sets of those as well, and I need five of these.” My mom gave Rarity a few drawings.

“This is fabulous!” Rarity said rather high pitched. “You drew these?”

“No, I went to a designer in Canterlot, but they said they would need six months to make them, and that was just one. I need to have them ready for gifts in three weeks.” She gave Rarity another piece of paper. “Those are the sizes, I believe that’s all you’ll need.”

“Yes, this is plenty of information, I can have these ready easily by then, I will just need to take your measurements and Scootaloo’s.” My mother nodded. “But you do understand this will be an expensive order correct?”

“Of course.”

“Very well, I'll be back after I calculate the costs, then I can measure both of you, then after we have that done, I'll need the down payment.” Rarity went into the back and I sighed a little relieved.

“I'll be off,” Sweetie Belle said waving a little. “I'll see you later Scootaloo.” I nodded and she left leaving me with my mom. Rarity came out a while later and set a piece of paper down on a counter. My mom went over and I sat down a little tired. Not getting enough sleep was just draining me.

“This is the amount I'll need in advance.”

“Check or bits? I only have a third of that on me.”

“What bank?” My mom pulled out a check and Rarity’s eyes went wide seeing the golden paper check.

“Canterlot first bank.”

“Oh my!” Rarity said grinning. “That, of course I'll accept a check from them, I have an account there as well, I go to Canterlot often. I even have a message sender.”

“Message sender?” I asked.

“A new invention dear.” Rarity pulled up a box. “It was taking forever to find out if checks were good or not, and Canterlot decided to make the first check checker.” My mom giggled a little making Rarity smile. “Just make out the check.” My mom wrote with a ink quill throwing a bit of fine salt onto it and blowing drying it. “And then.” Rarity put the check into it and a poof of smoke went out.

“It shoots out smoke?” I asked eyeing her, she had been cheated. Canterlot had a knack for coming up with insane inventions that didn’t actually work.

“Give it a minut.” My mom said. Smoke went back into it and Rarity opened it showing the check and a note. She took out the note and read it.

“The check has been verified, of course I had little doubt when I saw that check, I had no idea Scootaloo was related to such a dignified pony such as yourself.” My mother smiled. “I of course wanted to try this out, so please understand.”

“Of course I understand, that is an invention I'll have to get myself.”

“Would you like to transfer the money to my account, we can do that.”

“Sounds like a wonderful idea.” Rarity wrote a few things down and my mother signed the letter. They sent it again and another puff of smoke returned after a few minutes and Rarity smiled pulling out a slip.

“There we go, everything is paid for, and I'll get working on your order today. I'll send notice when it’s done, I'll make sure to have the five special orders ready by the end of the week and send for you to make sure they are how you like.”

“Very good, so where do we do the measurements?”

“Come right back here.” We went into the back room with Rarity. It was her material’s room, but it fit for what she was doing. She measured my mom for a few minutes writing things down. “Now for Scootaloo, on the stand please.” I got onto a stand and Rarity felt my side pausing seeing me flinch a little. “Um it will take me a few minutes with Scootaloo, I have a chair in the front if you want to sit down and wait comfortably.”

“Sounds like a good idea.” My mom left the room and Rarity shut the door. Rarity came over to me smiling a little with a measuring type. She wrapped it around my front looking it for a minute.

She moved too fast for me to stop her and she lifted up my shirt with her magic seeing the bloody bandages. I stepped back away from her getting off the stand, I quickly pulled my shirt back over my bandages backing up away from her.

“I knew it.” She said quietly, frowning as she came forward and I started to panic. “When I saw that shirt, I knew, I just didn’t want to believe it.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Stop, don’t even dare go there.” I looked behind me as I hit the wall. “I’ve heard from Dash and others, that for some reason you’ve been off, next to you missing. Something was wrong and no one had a clue why.”

“Please, I.” Tears ran down my face as I started to shaking, panic swept over me, and I couldn’t stop it this time.

“Why haven’t you told any pony?” I looked at her.

“You can’t tell anyone.” I begged. “Please, I.” I started to sob, I didn’t want Rarity to die, Dash was one thing, she might have a chance, but Rarity. If he was a royal, he could do more than just kill her, he could ruin everything she has. “You can’t tell anyone! If he found out, he, please don’t tell anyone, he can never know that you know about it.” She stared at me, her jaw dropped.

“Scootaloo, this, what has he done to you?”

“Please.”

“Tell me right now.” She said sternly scaring me.

“Please, if he.”

“Tell me and I'll decide after that, what has he done?” I stared at her and looked down, as my tears wet the floor. I couldn’t afford her telling any pony, and at this rate, I was really screw beyond belief.

“He, on my birthday he attacked me, I didn’t crash.” Her eyes went wide. “He raped me and then threw me into the river trying to kill me, but that was after killing a guard.” She stared at me. “Some pony saved me and brought me to the hospital. I was in a coma for a while from it, I think.”

“Everything,” she said coldly, having gone even white than her coat. “I didn’t give him that shirt till yesterday.” She said darkly making me whimper.

“He comes into my dreams every night, I can’t sleep, he hit me and used me after school, I was late today so he whipped me. He hits me, or slaps me normally, makeup only covers so well. That’s everything please.” She sat down staring at the ground.

“Scootaloo, that’s.”

“You can’t tell anyone!”

“You can’t be seriously trying to tell me not to tell anyone, what he’s done, once Dash finds out.”

“NO!” I shouted and we looked at the door. “He’s a royal Rarity, if anyone finds out, he’ll kill them. He already killed a guard, and, and, I can’t lose anyone. If I lost one of you, I, I don’t know if I could live with myself.” I cried and she pulled me close to her hugging me lightly against her.

“Scootaloo.” She said tears falling onto my back.

“Please Rarity, I'll do anything, just don’t do anything, or tell anyone. He said he’ll kill any pony that finds out.” She smiled faintly.

“Scootaloo, I wouldn’t die so easily.” She said making my heart twist. “He wouldn’t be able to lay a hoof on me, I promise you that.”

“Please.” She sighed.

“I.” She paused thinking. “Scootaloo this is, I'll save you I swear to you, I will save you… but you’re right. I can’t tell anyone about this, especially Dash. If she found out, she would kill him, and, it doesn’t matter that he did this to you in the eyes of the law. She would be put to death for it, and especially a royal pony like him, it would be a nightmare.”

“I don’t even know if he is royalty or not.” She looked at me. “He always has a mask on, so I can’t see his face.”

“Is he a unicorn with blue eyes?”

“Yes.”

“Then it’s likely him, and if it isn’t him, then he’s someone that knows him, and either way, it’ll get messy. Anyway, give me some time, I'll figure something out. I won’t allow you to suffer for long, I promise you.” She kissed my head and I cried into her chest for a long time and she weep a little herself.

“Thank you.”

“From now on you are to tell me everything that happens, make an excuse or something to come over and talk to me, you can’t be alone in this, you’ll go crazy. Now then, I need to do some actual measurements.”

“I need them to cover up, so I don’t need makeup.”

“I see.” She had me stand on the stand again and she took my measurements. “Now I'll have a pair ready by tomorrow morning. Come before school and we’ll talk a little before you go.” I hugged her.

“I’m been so alone, thank you so much.” She bit her lip.

“I swear to you, I swear on my life, I will save you.” I nodded then went out with Rarity and my mom looked up from a notebook.

“Done?” My mom asked and Rarity nodded going back inside. I went over to my mom and she smiled a little. “So where to now?”

“Sweet Apple Acres.” He nodded and we started walking. She looked at me trying not to smile. Rarity knowing was a huge help, and she was really smart, she would figure some way out of this, I could be saved, breathing might not hurt anymore.