Sisterhooves Surprise

The next morning, she woke up.  Instantly, she knew exactly what she needed to do.  She leaped out of bed, stretched out her wings, and flew down to the streets of Ponyville.  Immediately, Scootaloo zoomed by on her scooter.

“Nice moves, kid!”  Rainbow Dash congratulated.  Finally, she approached the Ponyville Town Hall.  She entered.  A pale blue mare with a pale blond mane and smart looking glasses approached her.

“How may I help you?” she asked.  “Wait a second, do I know you?  Oh, yes I do!  You’re the pony who did that Sonic Rainboom and was nominated the Best Young Flyer!” she replied, smiling.  “Congratulations.  I myself wanted to be a Wonderbolt when I was younger, but my dream died when I realized I was an earth pony for life,” she added.

Rainbow Dash did her best to stifle a giggle.  “Yes.  I am looking for the Relations department,” she answered.

The mare’s eyes lit up.  “Ah!  Relations.  Left turn, second door on the right,” she answered.

Rainbow Dash flew off at a gentle yet steady pace.  Left turn, second door on the right, she thought.  She approached the door and entered.  An elderly stallion with a dark green coat and a mustache looked up at her.

“Well, hello!  Welcome to the Ponyville sector of the Equestria relations department.  How may I assist you today?” he asked.

“Yes.  I am thinking of adopting a filly,” Rainbow Dash requested.

“A filly?  Why, you seem a little young to be a mother,” he answered in surprise.

“Not as a daughter, as a little sister,” Rainbow Dash explained.

“Oh!  A little sister.  There are adoption agencies here in Ponyville.  Or, if you’d like to be more exotic, there are also more adoption agencies, in Manehattan, Fillydelphia, Los Pegasus, Baltimare, Appleloosa, and even Canterlot!  Yes, Canterlot!  Who knew royal ponies would have unwanted foals?” the stallion continued.  This guy loves his job, doesn’t he, Rainbow Dash thought.

“Oh, no.  I already know who I’m taking in.  And she is right here in Ponyville.  We are already rather close,” Rainbow Dash explained further.

“Ah!  Then why didn’t you say so?” the stallion asked.

“I just did,” Rainbow Dash muttered to herself.

“So, who is this filly?” the stallion asked.

“Her name is Scootaloo.  She’s a resident of Ponyville,” Rainbow Dash replied.

“And you are?” the stallion asked.

“I’m Rainbow Dash,” Rainbow Dash answered.

“How could I not have guessed?  You saved my daughter when she fell in a well!  Silly little thing,” he replied with a smile.  Then he turned around and leafed through a box of papers.  He pulled out Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash’s files, and a couple other papers.

“Now I just need you to fill these out,” he said.

Rainbow Dash took a pencil that was lying around nearby, and began filling out the forms.  Once all the forms were filled out and hoof-stamped by her, she passed them back to the stallion.

“Perfect!  And it doesn’t seem like there’s any problem with this adoption, so we just might as well get on with it!” he said.  Immediately, he began pulling out a paper.  Rainbow Dash assumed it to be the adoption certificate.  Once it was hoof-stamped, he handed it to her.  Sure enough, it was an adoption certificate.  She thanked the stallion, and headed out of the town hall.  It was about time, anyways.  The stuffy air was beginning to give her a headache.  She headed straight to Scootaloo’s house and knocked on the door.