"Can anyone tell me what is the population of equestria. Scootaloo?"
Ms. Cheerilee was teaching the class but scootaloo seemed to be dosing off. Every moment she will start to fall asleep.
"Scootaloo... scootaloo... SCOOTALOO!!!"
"Huh! What um seventy four?" Scootaloo attempts to answer.
The class started to giggle
"Actually Scootaloo the answer is three hundred point nine million people. Are you sick Scootaloo *sigh*"
As soon as ms. Cheerilee turn around scoots was fast asleep again
"SCOOTALOO!!!"
"Huh no I'm not sick I just had a weird dream last night that kept my awake all night" Scootaloo explained as she closed her eyes again.
"Are you sure I could always call your parents and ask them if you can join the council's program and we can talk about it" Cheerilee said concerned
With that Scootaloo's eyes shot wide open
"WHAT! Nononononono no need for that I was kidding don't worry about me I'll be fine no need for parents" Scootaloo quickly answered with a big fake smile.
"Ok if you say so then I'll accept it but please tell me if something comes up I worry about you Scootaloo" Cheerilee said with a nervous smile.
And with that the day went on without any Interruptions Cheerilee's usual cheeryness, Diamond tiara's usual bullying, and the crusader plans.
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In a room Scootaloo's room scoots and her best friend/possible sister was having their usual conversations.
"Then I said 'of course she washes her clothes I mean sure ms. Black heart is dirty but not that kind of dirty" screwball said.
Screwball and Scootaloo were both brought to the orphanage at in the same night. They were both were wearing similar clothing, both were at the orphanage door, and they have the same hair clip bow except screwball's is purple with a white stripe.
"Mhm very nice screwy" Scootaloo said not paying attention to her half sister. Scoots was more interested in a notebook she was writing in.
Screwball frowned "your not listening to me" she said
"Mhm very nice screwy" scoots said once again.
Screwball thought for a moment "hmm Scootaloo theirs a boy at the door now what was his name rumble!"
"Mhm very ni- wait WHAT!" Scoots said finally noticing what her sister was saying
"See I knew this was going to get your attention" Screwball said while laughing so hard that she couldn't sit up.
"Oh ha ha how did you no about rumble were you reading my diary again?" Scootaloo asked picking up the fallen books and glaring at screwball.
"Ummm... yes" screwy said giving Scootaloo the best innocence smile that she can manage.
"Hmmm... *sigh* I can't stay mad at you with that face" scoot said while tickling her sister's toes with her wings.
"HAHAHA! STOP!! NO FAIR!!" Screwy laughed while Scootaloo was tickling her. Scoots stopped and returned writing in her book. Screwball came over and tried to read what Scootaloo was writing but with her unique eyes it sometimes makes it hard for her to see
"What are you writing" screwy asked.
"Screwy remember when we were talking about the weird dreams we both been having" Scootaloo asked not looking away from the notebook.
"You mean the visions of mommy and daddy?" Screwball answered "I have been having dreams about daddy but not mommy and you have dreams about mom instead of dad" she explained.
"Exactly! They must mean something and we must find out so I am making a plan to escape".
"But how-" screwy didn't get to finish.
"Does it work I'll tell you" Scootaloo answered for her.
Throughout the rest of the afternoon Scootaloo had explained her plan to screwy.
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"Come on, come on!" Scootaloo rushed
It was three o-clock in the morning: the perfect time for an escape plan.
"Yes! Got'em lets go screwy" Scootaloo said as she caught the key to the front door of the orphanage.
Once they were out side a siren went off.
"What is that scoot I'm scared" screwy said as tears in the corner of her eyes were leaking out.
"The old hag must've put up an alarm system" Scootaloo said while baring her teeth in anger
They ran as fast as they could into the woods that was In back of the orphanage... going straight to sweet apple acres.
Scootaloo found herself in a dark alleyway wet with rain and alone at least she thought she was alone because the footsteps behind her said otherwise.
"H-hello anybody there" she asked " show yourself!" She demanded to no one in particular. The footsteps had gotten louder and quicker. Scootaloo could sense something surrounding her through her wings. she had tried to run but everywhere she went she ran into a wall. she was trapped and scared.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!"
Tears were now starting to fall from her eyes. she was very scared and confused.
The creature was now inches away from scootaloo's face.
"I want my daughter back
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Scootaloo had awoken to the blank walls of the orphanage that she has called home for the last eleven years of her life
"Mommy!?!"
"I told you when you were three and I am telling you again do not call me your mother now clean this pig pen of a room before I throw you in the burner!" Said the most wicked woman in equestria the owner of the orphanage ms. Black heart
Scootaloo had turned around to see the woman addressing her she was wearing the only outfit scootaloo had seen her in since the day her adoptive father had dropped her off a black pencil skirt with a black suite jacket and white tie and her favourite yard ruler she carried around with her.
Scootaloo had then gotten hit on the head with said ruler. "How many times do I have to tell you it is rude to stare now don't let me tell you again CLEAN!"
Ms. Black heart then left her alone in the dark room. Scootaloo had tears in her eyes but did not let them fall she didn't let them fall when she scraped her knee she didn't let the fall when she got her arm pushed in the burner she learned that there's many more important things to cry about so all she did was hum. She was humming the same song she heard her mother sing in her dreams it was the most precious thing she had of her mother other than the purple hair clip bow with the pink stripe In it. The same hair clip she swears that it sparkles when she thinks about her mother.
