My parents were dead, and nopony was here to comfort me or make me feel better…they just had heart attacks at the time, I was only a filly…and watched the hospital ponies carry them away, crying hard. I sat there, at the two hospital beds, crying and telling them how much I loved them…and how I wished they were going to be alright…but they died hours later, and I had no hope or comfort…until she came. And she is my angel. Scootaloo. And this is all that she did for me when my parents were dead. My name is Midnight Dash, and this is my story.

Sequel: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/163405/tales-from-fallen-ponies