Flightless

by cooliofir135

First published January 1st, 1970 00:00

Ever since birth, Scootaloo has been told that she would never fly. She has been told by her parents, her doctors, and by countless others. She has carried the weight of the fact on her shoulders ever since she understood what it meant. The words handicapped, and disabled were all to familiar to her. She could never do what other pegasi could. But Rainbow Dash doesn't believe that she's disabled. No, she knew what Scootaloo truly was, even if nobody else could see it, even if one of the others were Scootaloo herself.

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My note (mind the swearing)

My note (mind the swearing)
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Flightless

My note (mind the swearing)

Not an author's note, this is my note.

I truly have no idea if this will turn out to be any good. I have tried to write countless stories and have failed. Most I haven't even published. I don't even know if I will be publishing this one. But I'll be damned if I don't try. I feel something for Scootaloo, other than pity. Lauren Faust had once said that little Scootaloo was supposed to be handicapped, and can't fly, but I say that not being able to fly doesn't make you handicapped.

It can make you extraordinary. Maybe this Author's note will count towards a story I truly want to write, and is not some random spur of the moment shit I'll never touch again. I don't care who reads this, I don't care if you hate it or love it. I don't give a fucking shit about comments, I don't care about likes, or favorites, or feedback, or anything. This story comes from somewhere inside of me I had no idea I had. I'm not even sure if I'll publish it at all, whether I finish it or not. For once in my life, it feels like I have to write something, all because of something somebody said, even if that something was said by one of my heroes.

The hardest thing about everybody doubting someone because of a title, the worst pain, doesn't come from those who are mean, or those who mean to harm us, but those who have pity, when none is needed. I do not pity Scootaloo, I don't see her as disabled, or handicapped. I see greatness.