Cutie Mark Crusaders

I woke up this morning to some knocking at the door. I sighed, stretched, and finally got out of bed. I walked over to the door, and was about to answer it, when reality struck, and then I knew perfectly well that Midnight Tango would be standing there, waiting for me to open the door. I was still angry with him. Why would anypony even do that? I thought that he was the one pony that had actually loved me. I told him secrets. I quickly shook my head. Thinking about us was just going to hurt me even more.

I opened the door anyway, to see that instead of Midnight, was in fact, Sweetie Belle. "Oh Scootalo!" She cried out. She was about to walk right in, but I quickly kicked it with my leg, only for it to stop a few mere inches from the frame. Sweetie Belle opened the door, and walked right in.

"Scoots, we need to talk." Sweetie Belle said seriously.

"What about?" I was really sad at this point, memories washing over me, like the sea washes over the sand.

"Scootalo, that wasn't really Midnight." Sweetie Belle said, almost sheepishly.

"How can it not be? There isn't anyway that...." But then I stopped myself, instantly remembering that Sweetie Belle has a horn, and can practically conjure up anything.

"Can you forgive me?" Sweetie asked.

"NO!" I screamed, before I could stop myself. I instantly regretted that, because in only a second, Sweetie's eyes were filled with tears.

"I-It's okay. I understand." She replied. She was about to open the door back up and leave, before I stopped her.

"It'll take some time." I replied.

She turned back around, and gave a little smile. Then she left.

After that, I ran over to Midnight Tango's room. He opened the door, and nearly gasped, when he saw me standing there. I walked inside his room and gave him a little hug.

"It's OK." I murmured. "I know what happened."

The next thing I knew, he had enveloped me into a big hug. I was glad that we could finally be together again.

I walked back to my room, and got ready. Tonight was my dance recital, and I was going to dance like I had never danced before! OK, so maybe that line was a little cheesy?

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After I had gotten ready, I flew with Midnight down to the studio, and started practicing. I was going to make the most out of tonight! After all, this was the biggest mile stone in the Dalt history! (By the way, what does Dalt mean anyway? I can understand the Wonder Bolts, but Wonder Dalts? Who the hell came up with that?!)

I was in the middle of a twirl, when I was greeted by some middle aged pony.

"Hello there! You must be one of the performers tonight?" He asked.

"Um yes?" I replied nervously. Would this be one of judges tonight?!

"Splendid! I can't wait to see you, uh, preform tonight!" He said. He added something else, but I couldn't hear.

"I'm Triank CD." He said. Obviously, I could tell that it wasn't his real name. He must've come up with it last minute or something.

"Uh, Hi Triank, I'm Scootalo." I replied. He nodded, and then headed for a seat, and sat down, and started watching me. Intently.....

I ignored him, and got back to practicing. I guess that was already two mistakes of the day that I'd just made.....

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Later that night, as I was putting on my uniform backstage, I head someone enter. I was a little freaked out, because I was the only one who hadn't got the uniform on yet. Everyone else was on stage getting ready. I looked around, and saw no one. I shrugged it off, and thought that it was just my imagination.

As I had finally gotten my hoof through, I heard some pony whispering. I looked around again, and shrugged it off. Instead of using my wings like any other logical pegasus would do, I walked over to the door, and then, the world around me had gone black.

When I could finally open my eyes, I noticed "Triank" staring at me. He was running a hoof through my mane. He still couldn't tell that I had stirred. I looked down, and noticed that I was chained to a wall. My wings held down, my forelegs, and back legs, connected to the chain. When I looked up, our eyes met for a moment, before I quickly looked away.

"Good. You're awake." He said. "My name is Butter Tail, but I don't usually tell anyone at first, because they make fun of me. Now, listen closely."

I looked at him, and then I nodded.

"You're my new slave. You can do what I say, or I can hurt you. You don't want me to hurt you now do you, honey?" He asked, putting a LOT of emphasis on the H.

I remember fainting. But I don't really remember why. When I had awaken, he was staring at me. He looked really angry.

"I'm sorry I had to do that, but I did say that I would hurt you." He said.

I looked down, and saw a blood red hoof mark on my thigh. I moved a hoof to rub it, but he stopped me.

"No." Was all he said. Now I was angry. No old hag that smelled like mildew was holding me captive, and getting away with it. I would make him regret this.

I looked up at him. I must've scared him a little, but I didn't care.

"Now you listen, and you listen good." I started, my voice as hard as nails.

"You're going to unchain me, and you'll do it now. Or else."  I said.

Now, it was his turn to harden, and laugh.

"Or else what?" He asked, grinning. "Honey, I can whatever I want to." That being said, he started to reach a hoof down to my flank, before I raised my hind leg, and kicked him.

"LET ME GO NOW!!" I screamed. He just looked down at me and laughed. I don't know what I did to deserve this. All I did today was start practicing. I guess this is what I deserve. I might as well have Butter start stabbing me. It looked like I was getting no where.

"Well, I might. If, you can pleasure me." He replied. I was suddenly disgusted. Once he saw my face, he looked disgusted too.

"OH BLOODY HELL, NOT LIKE THAT? DO YOU HONESTLY THINK THAT I'M SOME PERVERT?!" He yelled.

"Well, I wasn't going to say anything but....." We both started laughing, which was odd, because this was the guy who had just taken me.

"I was going to ask you to make me an awesome sandwich." He said.

I just looked at him, dumbstruck. If he wanted me to make him a sandwich, why didn't he just ask?

He unchained me, and led me towards the kitchen.

"Well? I'm