Hoof-Made Ponies have Feelings Too!

Hoof-Made Ponies have Feelings Too!

"Your getting big enough to know you won't leave your cell." Demi remarked as she touched my pregnant belly. I flinched, my legs wouldn't move from their spot though. I growled towards her a little before realizing. "With your body like that, your incapacitated. Looks like our training is giving you a burnout."

"Don't touch me." I whisper, looking away. Demi smiles before moving away, walking towards something. The ability to see quickly diminished. Everything was always black now, even the music they forced me to hear had a grim undertone.

"Just because our 'burnout' won't end until your mistakes are here, doesn't mean you can take it out on your coach." Demi growled before she hit my side after she returned. "I wonder how many bits they would be worth on the streets?" I whimper. Please, Celestia, they don't deserve that. Anything but that. I shifted and laid on my side while trying to see her. Everything looked so blurry. Why is it blurry? Unconsciously, my hoof touches the bump and is greeted with a pound.

Mommy's fine, I won't let them do that. I won't let them harm you. I frowned before answering her, looking at her 'face'. Her mask covered everything. "Please don't-I told you, they didn't do anything-they deserve more then what I have. I...won't let you hurt them...please...just don't hurt them...I made you a deal...." I look away, tears dripping down my face. "You can harm me-kill me, do whatever you want to me. Don't bring anypony into this but me. The others, my family, keep them out. I don't care what happens to me. You can't harm them-I won't let you." My heart raced as my flanks flashed. Ugh, the light ached. When was the last time I seen true light? Months ago? As it faded, I ignored it for now. Demi gave me a smirk.

"Hum, how noble. Might even take you up on the offer. Laughing won't approve of harming the white unicorn. Sweetie Belle was it?" My eyes widen at the name before I jolted up.

"Sweetie Belle? What's Sweetie Belle got to do with anything?" I asked, Demi pauses and shrugs.

"Something, can't tell you," Demi answered, turning away. "Though, the one with the bow is pretty cute, she might make a pretty servant if need be."

"No, don't you dare bring Apple Bloom into this!" I shouted at her. "I told you, do ANYTHING you want to me, but you will not-I can't just sit here and let you harm either one!" I stood my ground, standing despite the pain my legs growing. Demi laughed.

"Your such an easy target." She mumbled before walking out. "Easy to rile up-I like that in a mare. Your something special. I really can't wait until the Burnout is over." Demi giggled before trotting away and blinking off. My limbs aren't steady. Maybe there was a light near here? Or somewhere better to rest? The smell of urine was evident. Being stuck here for days and being pregnant doesn't necessarily make a good combination, especially when said pregnancy is making you pee yourself. I slowly walk away, feeling dirtier then probably any other time. Tree sap was a welcome right now. The thick scent of blood and sex was in the air as I stumbled to a newer spot. The passing thoughts trying to catch up. I shiver-no, I'm not going to remember those ponies. Not at all. They aren't here, they aren't talking to me. They aren't there warning me for what's to come-I already know what'll happen.

Where am I right now? Where the buck is my hoof anyway? The floor felt harsher then when I last remembered it to be, before when I wasn't as big. My hooves aren't aligned right. It wasn't the floor. I cursed to myself. Great, my hooves are growing outside the horseshoe.

"Oof!" Hit a wall. Something's sticky...ICK! I moved away quickly before looking closer somewhere else. Were those what they used to videotape me with? I feel dirty with just thinking that. I sniffed the runes carefully before taking them in my mouth. Ick, they tasted like fish! I continue somewhere else, anywhere else.

"W-Who are you?" I immediately shriek, dropping the runes as I stumble back trying to move away.Instead of running, I gave out and fell on my rear. "Are you my Mommy?" What pony would ask me that? Its not like I'm a mo--I'm not one yet. I shook my head. I felt a tug on my arm, waiting for an answer.

"I-I'm sorry." I answer. "I-I'm not your mom. W-Why--" All I saw was her glowing orbs. They were bright pink in the dark. They blinked profusely. I was confusing the pony.

"But Demi said---" I look around. Everything was pitch black. save for a few minor 'lights'. They sparked when Demi and Laughing were there, but not much else. "She said that you were my mama. Scatty right?" Scatty?

"Please tell me who you are. Did they bring you here?" I calmly question. I felt a tiny pony try hugging my arm. I re-position myself to make sure they can have a grip. Tiny hooves shook as I felt another body hug me. "Please tell me, I want to help you." I rub my hooves against the pony's coat.

"I..don't know...I woke up here," The voice whimpered softly. "I'm Pretty Penny...I don't think they brought me here..." She murmured before her horn sparks, lighting the surrounding area up. It took a moment to realize there really was light. Ack, the light burns. Everything is a massive blurs until they become as clear as they'll ever be. (Which isn't very clear, but clearer then before.) There is a dog bed and a plate full of food in a dish for her. My eyes land on her instantly after seeing her 'home'. Pink eyes accompany a pale brown fur coat that meshed well with a cream colored mane and tail that twisted with a raspberry pink streak. She looks like a gingerbread cookie.

"Penny, is this how they treat you? I promise, I'll get you out of here. I won't let them harm you," I rubbed her mane and coo. She climbed into my arms when I let her. Its a weird feeling that trickles me-I don't understand what. I think back to the Cakes and their children. Maternal instincts? Did I already have them? "I won't let anypony lay a hoof on you." I scan her. She's tiny, very tiny. I took notice as she flinches that her flanks hurt her. Must have been bruises that I can't see due to her coat. Why did I miss that?

"Can you stay with me today, Mommy?" I blink. I'm not her mommy, but I nod anyway. "Can you be here?"

"Of course. I'll stay by you as long as you'd like. Would you like that?" She nods softly into my fur. She yawns a little before her hooves touch my bump with curiosity as she looks for a comfortable spot.

"There's a foal in there?" She yawns as her head sits on me. I yawn a little in response. Everything hurting seemed to flare again. Being sleepy sucks.She woke up a little feeling a bump before laying down again. "The foal likes me." Wait, that wasn't the right spot. Where did that bump come from? She touches another side, closer to where I felt the last bump myself. The foal bumps her instantly. That couldn't be right. The spots were too far apart. She laid her head down gently.

"They like me." She corrects as she yawns. "They like me, I don't know why..."

"Hum..?" I smirk and hold her in one arm. "Of course, why wouldn't they?" She didn't seem to respond for a moment as I hold her.

"Why would they like a hoof made pony?" She finally answered. Hoof what? "I...didn't want you to think I was lying or a freak....." I prop her to get her comfortable. She came clean awfully fast.

"Hoof made?" I question. "You did nothing wrong. Even if your 'hoof made'. They already like you lots. They must love your voice." I gave a smile to her. Definitely her voice-her voice was the reason why they liked her. She gave a small smile, but not anywhere near as happy as she was previously.

"I was built from the other ponies...those other fillies...that's why they treat me differently.." She mumbled before confession. "I was made by Laughing and Demi...they stitched me and put me here. I'm a bad pony." I shook my head and shush her. I try not shivering-those poor souls. They keep appearing in my head after a while-I try my best daily to ignore them.

"Your not a bad pony, don't you dare say that." I whisper and bring her close. "You were just a victim put in the crossfire.Now, lets try sleeping, okay? Come on." I move towards the edge where the wall is and the dog bed is. I wrap her in my arms and lean back, my head lowering.

"Why are you...?" She looked at me with genuine shock. I smile at her and give her a kiss on the head.

"Shush, sleep." I coo. My eyes grow heavy as I yawn. "Shush...mommy's here for you. Mommy's always going to be here for you." Her eyes widen as she snuggled closer. Soon I heard her breathing slow. She was asleep. I smile as my eyes grow heavy. Maybe sleep would be nicer this time with her. I yawn. I hope I'm making the right choice...I hope Apple Bloom likes her. I fell asleep better with her then I had in a long time and I fell with a genuine smile, something that has been gone since I became a prisoner.

Author's Note

Rushed, I know, but I really wanted a Scootaloo Interlude because I wanted a warning for the next chapter. I know, terrible reason.

Pretty Penny: Hoof made pony (technically, she's made of magic) created specifically BY Demi, but 'technically' Demi AND Laughing. Demi shows much more magic. Anyway, she's a cream maned filly with a raspberry pink streaked mane. Her coat is pale brown and her eyes are pink. She's a unicorn filly-blank flank. While the name is rather strange, bear with me. Pretty Penny derives from the phrase:Costs a Pretty Penny. While she's not of monetary value, she did get made by the price of others dying. That's why she's dubbed Pretty Penny.

Wait till next chapter to see what Scootaloo's cutiemark is!