The trek from Twilight's house to Fluttershy’s was usually very short, and one the pegasus would think much about, however, with her beloved child in tow, every moment felt special in a way, so much so the seconds felt like wonderful minutes. Scootaloo, smiling but still nervous, clung close to the pegasus, and this affection caught the eye of a nearby weather mare.

Descending from her cloud perch, she hovered overhead the two, confused by the display. “Hey, what’re you two up too?” she asked.

Fluttershy smiled at Rainbow, and gently she said “She knows now.” and with that Rainbow’s jaw dropped, in all her time knowing Fluttershy she never thought this day would come.

“That’s, I mean, wow…” Rainbow sputtered, taking in the sudden information “Well, I won’t wanna bother you two for long then, heh, I’m guessing you wanna, uh, get to know each other I guess, hehe.”

Scootaloo’s mouth stood agape in understanding, and though a little upset Rainbow would hide her mother from her, cared little about it. With a wave Rainbow dashed off as the two finished their walk to Fluttershy’s house.

Though Scootaloo had been in the cottage many times, suddenly every inch of it felt new and magical, from wall to wall she gazed, taking in the sight, on the verge of tears as the thought dawned on her “Is… is this my home now?” she asked her mother, who smiled sweetly

“Of course, I’m certain getting legal right as your guardian will be easy enough.” Fluttershy became enamored by her daughter as she clung tightly to her, weeping gently into her fur, happier then she’d ever been. Stroking the filly’s head, Fluttershy knelt down to bring Scootaloo into a warm hug, and though the embrace lasted for sometime, when they broke it they just fell into silence.

Truth be told, neither knew what to do now. Fluttershy was, by most standards, still too young to know where to start as a mother and felt as if walking on glass with her inexperience. Likewise, Scootaloo had always dreamt of having parents, but never really understood the experience, the only trustworthy experience coming from Sweetie Belle who had more complaints then praise, much to the parentless Scootaloo and Appleblooms chagrin.

Soon, though forced, Fluttershy broke the silence “So, um…” she rubbed the back of her neck, this was weird, but she was resolved to do her best at whatever it was she was supposed to be “Do you want to see where we’ll make your room?” she asked, happy to have thought of a good place to start.

The thought of her own room was enough to make Scootaloo wanna scream in joy considering sleeping in the same room as a bunch of other ponies tended to some unpleasant nights. “Yeah, sure Flut-” Scootaloo stopped to correct herself, a giddy smile and energy pouring from her features “Mommy.” she finished, though she admitted the ‘my’ part was a little lame she didn’t care, she never got the chance to call her mommy so she was taking it now.

Fluttershy giggled and with her wings ushered the filly outside where they could look at the exterior “I’m going to have an extension built right there, next to mommy’s room upstairs. It’ll take a couple days, so you’ll be taking my bed until then.” of course, what Fluttershy didn’t mention was she was basically thinking of this all on the spot, but she was reveling in the facade that she had even the slightest clue what she was doing.

“Cool, when are we gonna get my stuff?” Scootaloo turned questioningly

“Oh, well…” Fluttershy hoofed the ground nervously, everything felt quick and rushed, and it was. Too Fluttershy, it was a laundry list of expensive, scheduling, planning and a lot more, but to the filly at her side it was the thing she’d always longed for, and Fluttershy wouldn’t be wrong to say she felt the same. Fluttershy let her anxiety go for the moment, deciding that, for the time being, she’d try and look competent “Let mommy make some lunch for us first and then we can get moving.”

“Ok.” Scootaloo accepted happily with a chirp, trotting back into the house.

Fluttershy was in awe at how easily this was being accepted by the filly, honestly she expected something much different, maybe angry, or confused or unsure, yet the filly seemed to take the series of events with stride and an eagerness to settle in as soon as possible. Sure, it would be easier for Fluttershy to accept this to subside her anxiety, but she wanted to be the best mother she could be, and the fact was, she didn’t feel the filly was speaking her mind.

Fluttershy followed Scootaloo in, sitting the filly on the kitchen table and sitting across from her, much to the filly’s confusion. Fluttershy’s heart was in a frenzy, with how quick everything was happening she didn’t have time to think how she wanted to approach the daughter she knew nothing about, hoping for some time to adjust to one another before they talked about anything deeper than… well, she hadn’t even thought that far ahead either, only that she admitted to being her mother and, without a second thought, subconsciously decided to take her child back. Still, this conversation had to happen, and she’d make it happen, even if it killed her.

Clearing her throat, Fluttershy put on her gentlest smile “Scootaloo, i-is there, um, something wrong?” she asked. Shuffling nervously, Scootaloo shook her head though Fluttershy could see the lie from a mile away. “Scootaloo, please, I want us to get out whatever it is we can now.”

Looking down at the table, Scootaloo rubbed her hooves together before speaking “I just… I mean… I don’t wanna mess anything up…” she said sadly

Confused, Fluttershy pressed on for more “Whatever do you mean?”

Blushing, Scootaloo looked away and spoke quietly “I didn’t wanna upset you with stuff that was important.”

Frowning, Fluttershy wanted to establish as soon as possible that the filly could come to her about anything “I promise, you can talk to me about anything.” this seemed to ease Scootaloo a bit.

Swallowing roughly, Scootaloo looked at her mom “A-are you sure you want me?”

The question appalled Fluttershy, it seemed despite their talk in the library Scootaloo seemed unsure of everything that was happening “Scootaloo, of course I do, I swear I do.” she urged

Scootaloo looked away again “The papers… I mean… they, you… you didn’t…” Scootaloo choked back a lot of mixed and pained feelings, that had happened to her mother was a scary thing and knowing the dark deed behind her birth stung her chest furiously “You didn’t choose to have me…” she muttered, too nervous to look back at Fluttershy as she felt as if she didn’t deserve any affection because of the circumstances.

Without hesitation, Fluttershy took a more authoritative stance, not a threatening one, but one that seemed to want to impose something as fact in a sense “I already told you that you don’t need to worry about it, please, mommy would never, ever consider it important when it comes to you. You’re my little girl, so please forget all about it.” her words were clear and sincere, but despite that Scootaloo seemed unsure “Even if I had the chance, I would endure twice as bad to keep you in my life.” Fluttershy spoke with teary eyes.

Scootaloo choked back tears at the thought, and though not in explicit detail, the words from the paper were clear and the letters seemed to etch themselves into the filly’s head ‘Raped and impregnated, severely injured and traumatized.’ the simple summary ran her head abuzz with heart tearing thoughts, and though she knew very little, growing up among less than savory children like those of an orphanage, taught you things you may be too young to know about.

As if from nowhere, a yellow wing materialized over the filly comfortingly as Fluttershy smiled down at her “Despite all that happened, I still had you, and I’ll do anything to make you happy.” her words brought the filly up from her down, and thought Fluttershy seemed strong it was clear on her straining face that the conversation was tearing her up “Scootaloo, I love you, I do, and though I don’t want to keep anything from you, I need you just… stop talking about that. Anything else, please.”

Scootaloo had always known Fluttershy was frail and delicate, but now seeing her as a mother, the filly had a deep want to protect her heart. “Ok, I’ll stop.” she agreed, wanting as much to forget the truth too, even for a while. Leaning in to her mother, Scootaloo brought another question to her lips “Why didn’t grandma or grandpa-” Fluttershy’s face grew dark immediately, and unbeknownst to the filly she’d just hit the glass beneath her with a hammer

“Never, EVER, call or think of those… people as that. I don’t think of them as parents, and as far as we’re concerned they don’t exist.” Fluttershy spoke bitterly, a surprise to the filly, making wonder what could have been so bad that Fluttershy of all ponies could see them with such disdain.

Scootaloo, at this point, was afraid to ask anything else, she wanted to know more about her mother but her entire past seemed like a minefield, and she did not want anything more to do with it. However, the filly let slip a question that she immediately scolded herself for letting out “Do you hate them more than-” and with that Fluttershy’s face strained and warped until she’d fallen huddled onto the floor in tears “Oh, n-no, I didn’t mean…” Scootaloo felt her heart shatter in a mix of fear and self disappointment as she leapt off the chair and began to shake and lean into her huddled form. “I’m sorry, please don’t hate me, please….” she begged, almost immediately snapping Fluttershy out of her trauma induced state

Turning to the filly, she wrapped her up into another hug, rocking her back and forth “Mommy will never hate you, ever, ever.” she assured through her weakening voice. “That’s enough questions, mommy can’t take anymore…” she said.

Heart racing in fear, Scootaloo resolved to just shut her maw, and that she did for almost ten minutes as Fluttershy, in a deep panic, hummed to herself and to Scootaloo until the attack paused.

Though still shaking furiously, Fluttershy tore herself away from Scootaloo with a pained smile of conflicting emotions. Fluttershy wanted the filly to feel assured but the hurt seemed to cripple her. Despite that, she raised to her feet with a shakiness that resembled a newborn foal and turned to her fridge “I-I-I…” Fluttershy shook her head to break the repeating “I’ll make lunch.” she finished.

Before Fluttershy could make it far, she felt a tugging on her tail before turning to see Scootaloo with outstretched hooves “Just one more…” she asked, and with a smile, Fluttershy complied as they fell into another embrace.

Author's Note

Yo, hope you all enjoyed. If you notice any serious issues in grammar lemme know!