The Rebellion

Scootaloo awoke the next morning to the sound of shuffling hooves. She opened one eye slowly and was immediately hit in the face with a strong ray of sunlight causing her to quickly shut her tired eye once again.
She sighed tiredly and turned to face away from the sunlight. She opened an eye again and noticed the sunlight no longer shone in her face. She smiled and lifted herself from the bed, hoping to find out what Nightsky was doing.
Yawning immediately, she fell back down onto her bed. She was absolutely exhausted from the day before!
Using all the strength she could she managed to stand on the cold floor. She openly shivered and quickly grabbed a blanket to cover herself downstairs. She wrapped it around her body and smiled in satisfaction as she began to start a slow, steady trot downstairs.
She immediately noticed how much warmer it was downstairs than it was upstairs which really confused her.
I thought heat rose…
She shrugged it off and found herself standing aimlessly at the bottom of the stairs. Walking forwards she noticed most of the heat was coming from the living room, and quickly she rushed there with the blanket still wrapped around her body.
“Scootaloo, you’re awake.” She turned to see Nightsky sitting on the sofa with a warm expression. “I have something really cool to show you!”
This caused Scootaloo to smile happily. She wondered just what Nightsky had in store for her, and she quickly thought of all the possibilities.
Maybe he’s going to teach me to fly?! Or maybe he’s going to train me some more?!
Things like this were the things that really got Scootaloo excited. Unlike most foals her age, she actually found enjoyment in working out and training, but it made perfect sense since she had grown up in that type of environment.
“What is it?!” She asked wonderingly.
Nightsky gave a happy smile, “something that you’ll love to use.”
It was now clear to Scootaloo that whatever Scootaloo was going to have as a surprise was most defiantly an object. But what could that object possibly be? There was only one way to find out.
She followed Nightsky into the back garden.
Scootaloo took the time to look around; she had never actually seen the garden as of yet because she spent most of her time out of the house, or learning how to act like a foal her age.
The grass was pretty long, and showed he hadn’t cut it in a while, but Scootaloo didn’t mind; it reminded her of the forest. The garden was bordered by a worn out fence with faded wood colours, and some pieces of the fence had broken leaving small gaps between them. In the corner of the garden was a small shed which looked pretty worn down. There were pieces of nail hanging from the joints and small bits of splintering wood stuck out from it.
Nightsky was heading into the shed, and he carefully opened it, causing it to squeak a little. His body was soon covered by a shadow causing Scootaloo to lose sight of him.
She waited patiently for Nightsky to return from the shed, and he finally did. He had a big grin on his face and one of his dark blue hoofs were kept in front of a small object, keeping it away from Scootaloo’s sight.
“Right, I want you to close your eyes and open them when I tell you to,” Nightsky ordered.
Scootaloo nodded in agreement and closed her eyes, causing her vision to darken. She heard a few movements from Nightsky and felt his body and whatever he was holding slowly getting closer to body.
“Alright, now open them,” Nightsky instructed.
She slowly opened her eyes to see a small wooden scooter. It was coloured day blue and had metal handlebars coming from the front, and on the top it changed to an orange-red wood for her to place her small hooves on. The wheels were also coloured the same and had the same sky blue in the middle.
Beside it was a purple helmet with a long and thick white stripe coming down from the middle. The straps were a dark grey and slightly worn out, but Scootaloo could easily find a way to fix it up.
“So, what do you think?” Nightsky asked.
Scootaloo sensed a sense of nervousness from his voice as he stared down at her. She looked it over a final time and finally let out a happy smile.
“This is great!” She exclaimed. “I can train my wings and legs with this scooter!”
She saw Nightsky let out a huge sigh of relief, “for a second there I thought you might not have liked it.”
“Why would you think that?” She smiled and stood on the scooter. “Now I can train and ponies won’t suspect a thing!”
Nightsky smiled and took a step backwards, “why don’t you try it out?” He asked.
Scootaloo grinned happily and placed the helmet on her head. She gave a final wave before pushing forwards with her hoof, and then propelling herself across the garden with her wings.
She was surprised how much speed she could get by using her wings, but she was defiantly enjoying it. Scootaloo waved another goodbye before racing into the streets of Ponyville, and making her way towards Sweetie Belle’s house before school. It would start an hour from then so she had plenty of time to train.
Scootaloo didn’t really get tired from training; she had done a lot of it back in the forest so doing this didn’t strain her wings. Back there she had literally lifted big, heavy rocks with her small stubby wings!
She saw a small wooden piece being held up by another wooden box in the middle of the road, and an idea came to mind. She began to concentrate on the small plank of wood and put all her attention onto that small area, and she began to get more and more speed.
Quickly dodging each citizen of Ponyville she found her face had scrunched up with excitement. Her wings were buzzing faster as she began to get even more excited, and finally she was just inches away from the plank of wood.
She smiled in excitement and prepared for lift-off. She shut her eyes and tensed her body, but suddenly felt her whole scooter and body lift from the ground, she opened one of her eyes and looked below to see everypony staring up at her as she got some major air.
Letting out a squeal of excitement she slowly began to loosen up. She saw the floor coming closer, and she prepared to land her scooter. She released a heavy breath and began to angle her scooter so that it wouldn’t topple over.
The wheels touched the ground and Scootaloo let out a sigh of relief. She began to slow her pace and stopped herself in front of the boutique where Sweetie Belle was living.
She smiled happily.
No way have I just done that!
Scootaloo turned to see everypony in the area still looking at her in complete shock. She looked back at her scooter which appeared to still be in one piece after the landing, and smiled warmly.
She looked up to see a familiar cyan mare staring down at her from an idle floating cloud in the sky. Turning to look properly at her Scootaloo remembered her, and realised it was the Pegasus she had been watching from the ground when she had first arrived in Ponyville.
The Pegasus gave her a quick wink before turning back to lying on the cloud.
Scootaloo’s eyes shone with admiration for the mare, but she finally turned back around towards the boutique. She parked her blue scooter beside it and placed her helmet on one of the handlebars.
She knocked on the door and waited patiently for whatever pony to answer.
The door opened a few moments later to reveal a white unicorn with blue eyes and extremely long eyelashes. Her mane was a purple colour and was styled in a pretty weird fashion.
“May I help you?” The mare asked with a smile on her face.
Scootaloo smiled back, “hey, my name’s Scootaloo and I was wondering if Sweetie Belle was in.”
“Well, my name’s Rarity and I’m Sweetie’s sister. Just hold on a moment.” She turned around and called up the stairs, “Sweetie, Scootaloo your friends here to see you!”
Scootaloo heard a few small hoofsteps coming from the upstairs of the boutique, and before long she saw the purple-blue mane of Sweetie Belle who had a small smile plastered across her face.
“Hey, Scootaloo!” She called over to the orange Pegasus.
“Hey, Sweetie Belle,” Scootaloo called back, “I was wondering if you might want to go out for a while. I also have something pretty awesome to tell you!”
Sweetie Belle looked at her sister expectantly, and both ponies waited for whatever Rarity would say.
“You can go out, Sweetie,” she decided, “but no later than 8:00pm.”
Sweetie Belle nodded in excitement and rushed out the door, leaving behind a small trail of dust. A small sneeze was emitted from Rarity as she closed the door of the boutique.
Scootaloo ran towards her new scooter and put it in front of Sweetie Belle eagerly.
“Cool! I didn’t know you had a scooter, Scootaloo!” Sweetie Bell exclaimed with a huge smile on her face.
“I just got it today, but the most awesome thing happened!” Scootaloo went on to tell Sweetie Belle about her insane stunt across the market and when the cyan Pegasus had given her a wink.
“I know that Pegasus,” Sweetie Belle had told her friend, “she’s friends with my sister, she’s called Rainbow Dash. Apparently they went on this gigantic adventure together and now they’re the new elements of harmony!”
Scootaloo gave her friend a quizzical look, “elements of harmony?” She asked.
“Rarity told me they’re like the elements of friendship!” A small squeak was emitted from the unicorn. “I think Rainbow Dash was the element of loyalty or something…” She trailed off, “oh, and Rarity is the element of generosity.”
The two friends were sat smiling at each other.
Scootaloo hopped on her scooter, “come on, and follow me!” She began to buzz her wings slowly, “I want to try out some more tricks!”
She raced off and was followed by a very enthusiastic unicorn. Turning her head, Scootaloo saw Sweetie Belle was only just keeping up with her, and slowly she began to slow down her speed for her friend.
Sweetie Belle gave her friend a grateful nod before going into a fast trot rather than a full blown sprint.
The two ended up beside a small oak tree, and Sweetie Belle watched her friend perform the trick, and even make up some new ones.
Things were going good for Scootaloo despite being in hiding. Everything was going just fine.