
One Hearth's Warming Eve
Nopony should be alone on Hearth's Warming Eve... Not even Scootaloo.
It's a snowy Hearth's Warming Eve.
Ponies are inside their homes with their families, all sitting around the tree and singing carols.
Everypony...
Except for Scootaloo.
She's all alone on this wondrous night, no family, no friends, no nothing.
That is until a certain speedster takes her in and gives her the best Hearth's Warming Eve ever.
*CAUTION This story is particularly violent in the middle section. You. Have. Been. Warned.
Art used with permission from FuzzyFox11 on DeviantArt.



4616 words: Estimated 23 minutes to read
1 Chapter:
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