Little Filly

Scootaloo went on with the day, same thought on mind. She could feel a pain in her chest, growing more, and more as the thought went on. The next day there was no Applebloom, and Sweetie Belle stopped by to give Scoots some food, and a new pillow, made by the white unicorn, Rarity. The next day Sweetie Belle had to go to a fashion show of all else. Applebloom sat quiet in silence. Scootaloo broke it. "I- is there anyway I can help" said the orange filly, trying to hold back tears at her own words. "No" Said Applebloom, slightly raising her voice half way through the word. Scootaloo walked over to Applebloom and hugged her, whispering lightly into her ear as tears fell down Appleblooms back. "I just want to help... I just want you to- to- stay... I don't want you to go" It was just quiet, besides small weeps. They talked and weeped for hours, until Applebloom to surprise said "I- I want to run away... just go away, with you..." Scootaloo asked and asked about Sweetiebelle, but Applebloom just didn't want to go away with her. Well, if she really did go. Scootaloo said with a bit of work "If you go... I go... I don't have a home to go to anyway" She stuttered at the last words.

One hour later Applejack came to the small, slightly tilted, house. An empty small, slightly tilted, house.