Oh, Hey Big Macintosh!

Scootaloo was woken up by her alarm.

"UGH! What time is it?" She turned to the clock it read 9:31. "Oh god! I'm late, Applebloom and Sweetie are going to be pissed! I've already missed two meetings this week!" She scrambled around her room looking for her scooter. "Where is it!?"

She was interrupted by a knock at the door. Her mom started to call for her. "SCOOTALOO!"  Scootaloo was afraid of who was at the door but she reluctantly answered. "What?!" She yelled through her closed door. "Your friends are here!"

She cursed louder then she meant too. "Oh, SHIT!"

"What did you say young lady?!"

"Nothing!"

She walked down the stairs out of her room to see Sweetie Belle and Applebloom with angry looks on they're faces.

"Lets just go we will talk about it later." Said Sweetie looking more annoyed then Applebloom.

They walked to the clubhouse in silence. Applebloom and Sweetie were walking on each side of Scootaloo still looking very pissed.

"So guys what do you want to do today?" Said Scootaloo a bit scared

At that they're faces beamed in excitement.

Maybe i'll get off the hook. Scootaloo thought to herself.

"Well we're going crusading of course, silly!"

"Yeah Applejack says we could get our cutie marks in Hoofball!"

"Aw, cool! My dad said he played Hoofball in High school!" Scootaloo loved to watch Hoofball so why not play it?

"CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS HOOFBALL PLAYERS YAY!" They all said in unison.

As was expected Scootaloo was the best at Hoofball due to her being a natural athlete. She loved the contact of the sport half for the fun of it and half to release all the anger from past fights on her friends. She loved it.

Applebloom wasn't terrible she was a good player once she got the hang of it. Scootaloo thought she was a decent player. She might make a good linebucker.

But Sweetie was an awful player so she just watched Scootaloo and Applebloom play "Crush the receiver".

After a couple of hours of Hoofball they all put they're flanks together only to see that they were still blank.

"AWWWWW!" They all said in unison.

"We ain't never gonna find our special talents!" We were actually good at Hoofball! Applebloom fell on her rump feeling disappointed in herself.

"Oh come on guys! We will find it eventually just like everypony says!" Said Sweetie trying to cheer her friends up.

"Ah guess..." Said Applebloom still sitting with her head low.

"Well I have to go home guys. My mom will flip if i'm home late again."

"Bye Scoots!" The other two said in unison.

Scootaloo hopped on her scooter and started to flap her wings propelling the scooter to go faster. She felt so alive whenever she was on her scooter. Feeling the wind through her mane. The vibrating from the handle bars making her legs tingle.

Soon she was speeding through Sweet apple acres without a care in the world. "Lets take a detour!" She thought to herself. She surely be punished for being home late but she didn't care. She loved feeling the pure adrenaline of speed.

She took a path down to the west orchard dodging trees in her wake.

She was going so fast she didn't see Big Macintosh bucking apple trees and ran strait into him knocking her out.

Scootaloo woke up her vision was hazy. As she started to regain her sight she found herself in a dark stone walled room. This place had a bad smell. It had the same smell of the dead bird she found near the Everfree last week.

"Where am I? Hello!?" She couldn't move. She was bound by ropes keeping her in place.

"What the hay!? Did I get foalnapped!? The last thing I saw before I blacked out was Big Macinto-." She gulped.

"H- Hello?" She tried to yell but it barley came out as a whisper.

"Well look who is awake!" Came a familiar voice.

"Who are you!?" She yelled trying to hide the obvious fear in her voice.

A red pony stepped from the darkness in to plain sight of Scootaloo. "Big Macintosh? What are you doing!? Let me out!" Scootaloo was furious with her friends older brother.

"Why are ya in such a hurry? We 'aven't even started!" Big Macintosh had a creepy wide smile on his face.

"Started what!? This isn't funny! Scootaloo was holding back from screaming.

Big Macintosh's penis started to harden in anticipation. Scootaloo took notice then immediately looked away and closed her eyes.

"EWWWWWWW!" What the hell is wrong with you!?" At that Scootaloo widened her eyes in fear of what was going to happen.

"NONONONONONONONO! Please don't do this! Just let me go!" Scootaloo was now openly sobbing.

"Aw how cute! You were always the brave one! Now look at you! Yer scared shitless!" Big Macintosh was walking closer.

"Let me out! You you... EGGHEAD!" Big Macintosh walked right up to Scootaloo and struck her right on her nose at full force breaking her nose.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Scootaloo was screaming louder then ever. "YOU BUCKING ASSHOLE!" Scootaloo was bawling as she yelled at the massive earth pony standing only a few feet away from her.

"Shut yer goddamn mouth! Yer lucky ah ain't gonna kill you like the others!"

Scootaloo's eyes widened. "O- Others?" She said still with tears in her eyes.

Big Macintosh turned on a light revealing the room. It was filled with bodies some of which she knew.

"LYRA!? CLOUD KICKER!? NO!" She was screaming at the top of her lungs. "PLEASE! SOMEPONY HELP!"

Big Macintosh struck her again. "The walls are soundproof! Nopony can hear us and we can't hear anyone outside the room. Now... SHUT UP!" Big Macintosh struck her two more times leaving a black eye and increasing her nosebleed.

"Please! Stop! Let me go!" She said between sobs.

"But we haven't even started! Time for some fun."