Flower Hurricane

Cheerilee shivered as she walked to her home which was just outside of Ponyville, passing one of the many alleyways on this part of town. It was snowing, casting the land in a icy chill and white location, which from above probably looked just white. She had saddle bags on her back, including a register for her two classes.

Looking back at the registers, their was a certain orange pegasus filly in her morning class that worried her. Scootaloo never said anything about having any siblings or parents. And when family appreciation day came around, she said they were busy and they never picked her up from school. Not to mention, the poor filly couldn't fly which gave her more reason.

She heard chilled breathing from inside the alleyway that she just passed. She back-stepped and took one step into the alleyway. There appeared to be nothing there but darkness so she decided to look closer. She took more steps into the icy alleyway to see a snow covered box on it's side.

A puzzled expression marred her face when she saw the basket. Next to the basket was a scooter that she knew all too well belonged to Scootaloo. She stepped around the basket and sure enough, a filly was sleeping inside cuddling a teddy while shivering.

A filly with a orange coat and a messy tomboy violet mane with a set of small wings and a blank flank told Cheerilee who was sleeping inside the basket. It was Scootaloo.

''Scootaloo?'' asked Cheerilee in a attempt to wake the young foal.

The filly wearily opened her purple eyes to look at her teacher before gasping and began to cry. Cheerilee looked shocked and attempted to calm the crying filly.

''Y-your gonna take me back to the orphanage, aren't you!?'' yelled out Scootaloo.

''The orphanage?''

''Ya know, where orphans go!''

''Your a orphan?''

''Do I have to explain myself.....''

''Let's go to my house and you tell me there. And then I will decide what I'm gonna do, okay?''

''....I...Uh....Okay......''

The filly slowly got out of the box, carrying her teddy on her back, using her wings to hold it there. The young filly was still sniffing and crying.

''Shh, it's okay.'' said Cheerilee before she led the pair out of the the alleyway.

The walk was longer then Cheerilee had expected as Scootaloo kept stopping to shiver, sneeze, or to pick up her teddy which kept falling off her back.

They eventually made it to the small cottage where the mulberry earth pony lived and carefully she opened the door using her key and led the filly inside.

''Sit down, Scootaloo.''

''O-okay....''

Scootaloo walked out from behind her and sat down on the sofa opposite a fireplace. Cheerilee smiled, turned on the fire to warm the filly up.

Cheerilee stepped upstairs and was gone for a second, before walking back down again carrying a blanket in her mouth which she threw other Scootaloo. The filly snuggled into the blanket for a second before raising her head, but her ears drooped to look at Cheerilee.

''S-so what do you wanna know?...''

''Why are you orphaned? And why aren't you at the orphanage?'' said the mare, trying to stay as calm as possible.

''....Fine...I will tell you from the beginning...''