Scootaloo

        "Welcome back!" Pinkie said, "As always, we will start off with Scootaloo!" Scootaloo trotted onto the stage. As always, she was met with silence, and left.

        "Alright. Here, we have Dizzy Twister, looking for her daughter, Fluttershy!" Pinkie announced. A khaki mare with a pink mane walked onto the stage. "Silly, Fluttershy." Pinkie said, "I know you're here." She then pulled the shy mare out of the crod and onto the stage.

        "Mom?" Fluttershy asked, "I-is that you?"

        "Fluttershy, dear, I'm so sorry." Dizzy Twister hugged her daughter, who hugged her back.

        "I missed you, Mom. You were the best mom ever." Fluttersy sobbed.

        "I'm sorry, Fluttershy." Dizzy sobbed as well, "I love you."

        "I love you too, Mom." They trotted off the stage. Scootaloo cried, as always. She was destined to be alone.

"I will not let you hurt our daughters anymore!" a stallion yelled.

"You are going against the princess, fool!" a mare screamed.

"The princess is unholy. You know out true ruler is The Lost Princess of the Night!" the stallion threw a chair at the mare.

"I should have never married you!" the mare threw a glass shard at him, piercing his heart. He fell to the ground, looking at the two young foals. They looked at their father, shock in their eyes. They saw their father dying, and wailed.

"Shut up, you pesky foals!" their mother beat them, causing them to stop. "You two will never feel love, You will forever be hated. No pony will ever even like you."

        "Shut up, Mother." Scootaloo said, "You know nothing. You don't make our future. We make it. I will not be alone."