Why me....

Scootaloo woke up the next day. Oh good... Its the weekend... She thought.

"SCOOTALOO!" Came her Dad's voice.

She gulped "Yes dad?"

"GET DOWN HERE NOW!"

"Ok!"

Oh god what did i do? She thought. Once again she gulped. She took her time getting down the stairs.

"What is it dad?" She asked.

"You failed the test the other day." Her dad said flatly. "And do you know what that means?"

She gazed up at her dad "PLEASE NO! I'M SORRY!"

"Sorry doesn't fix your grade does it?"

"N-n-no"

"Exactly Now... Scootaloo..."

"Y-y-yes?"

Her dad leaned close to scootaloo. "I won't punish you today, but if you fail one more test you and I are going to have a problem. Do you understand?" Her dad whispered.

"Y-y-yes sir!" Scootaloo squeaked.

"Good. Now get out of my sights before I change my mind." Her dad said.

With out the slightest bit of hesitation she ran out the door to the open. Now.. What to do? She glanced up at the sky. Wow its early. She grabbed her scooter and decided to ride around town in search for something to do. Soon she was near     Fluttershy's house, and decided she practice some of her tricks. Soon that got boring. Ugh... Maybe I could... no... Well... maybe... I could.... She shook her head to clear her thoughts. I'll just head to town.

Rumble crawled his way out of bed.

"Rumble!" came his brother's voice.

"Yeah Thunderlane?"

"I'm heading out to get food I'll be back in a few."

"Okay!"

Rumble forced his way out of bed and crawled downstairs. His brother long gone by now. Alright so what am i going to do today? He thought. Maybe I could go hang with Scootaloo? She's probably not even awake yet... Rumble went to the door and into the outside. He heard a screech.

"RUMBLE YOU RUINED MY TRICK!"

Rumble turned his gaze towards the voice. It was Scootaloo. "Oh sorry. I was just heading out. Why are you up so early?"

Scootaloo got a nervous look on her face "I...um... I don't know."

"Okay... So wanna hang out?" Rumble asked.

"Sure, Why not?"

Soon Rumble and Scootaloo were doing all sorts of random stuff. Scootaloo doing a few tricks on her scooter, and Rumble mostly avoiding flying, his wings were sore from flying around town the other day. Soon they were at the park where the couldn't get yelled out for doing tricks and disrupting the peace. Today couldn't get better He thought.

Scootaloo looked the sky. "Oh dammit..."

"Is everything okay Scootaloo?" Rumble asked.

"Nope."

"Care to tell?"

Scootaloo hesitated. What should I say? "Well I should have been home awhile ago," she said.

"Oh. Is that bad?" Rumble said.

"If I don't want to get beaten." Scootaloo slapped a hoof over her mouth. Her eyes widen at what she just let slip out of her mouth. She turned toward Rumble. His mouth was ajar.

"B-b-beaten how bad?" Was all he could manage.

Scootaloo pinned the colt to the ground. "Don't tell anyone!" She whispered.

"Why?"

"Do you know what happens to a filly who's parents abused her, and the police find out? You know whats happens right?"

"The filly doesn't get abused anymore?"

Scootaloo faced hoofed. "That and I have to go the adoption center."

"So?" Rumbled said.

"The nearest adoption center is in Manhattan." Scootaloo said flatly.

It clicked to rumble, she didn't want to leave ponyville. "You have to do something Scootaloo!"

"Not yet.. Now promise me you won't tell anyone!" Scootaloo said.

"B-b-but"

"PROMISE ME!" Scootaloo snapped.

"I-I-I Promise...."

"Good" Scootaloo crawled off  him. "Now I gotta go.."

"G-g-goodbye Scoots," Rumble managed.

Scootaloo approached him. "Don't worry," She whispered "I'll be fine."

"I hope."

"Goodbye Rumble." With that Scootaloo grabbed her scooter and left Please don't tell anyone Rumble... She thought.

Rumble walked home, his face clearly showing fear and concern. He opened the door to his house and was greeted by his brother.

"Hey Rum-," Thunderlane gazed at him for a moment. "Whats wrong?"

"Nothing," Rumble said.

"Something is wrong."

"I said nothing!" Rumble walked into his room. One way or anther Scootaloo needs to get away from her parents... He thought.

"RUMBLE DINNER IS READY!" His brother screamed.

"I'm coming."

Scootaloo was squirming on the floor fighting to get up. Only to get shoved back down.

"I hope I taught you a lesson."

"Yes D-d-dad." Scootaloo squeaked.

"Good now go to bed."

Scootaloo nodded and crawled her way to her room. She got to her bed eventually and curled in to her usually ball. Only 8 more years... She thought. 8 more years.... She slowly closed her eyes and went to sleep.