Rebuilt

by snowfu

Rating: teen
Tags: Scootaloo, Derpy Hooves, Sad, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash
Length: 1403

An alternate ending to A broken Scooter. A happier one. One were Scootaloo lives, yet is sent to a mental hospital. Here she is forced to deal with bullies.

Warning: I suggest you read A Broken Scooter beforehand, so as not to confuse you. Also, this is just a story, and the headcanon in here is mine, not yours, and that meansyou can tell me that I'm wrong, seriously I respect your opinions, and I wish for the same. That being said, What if Scootaloo was stopped? What then? Would she be sent to the asylum?

Published 2015-01-04 18:00:06 UTC
Last updated 2015-01-11 13:12:32 UTC

Caught

Scootaloo sighed, raising up her hoof to the potato peeler. She paused, then-"SCOOTALOO WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"a voice cried as Rainbow Dash flew toward Scootaloo, tackling her and sending her to the ground. Scootaloo gasped, the wind knocked out of her as she lay on the bathroom floor. She stared up at the tiles, drifting in time.

"What the hay Scootaloo, what in Equestria were you planning to do? You could have been killed!"Rainbow Dash chastised. Scootaloo suddenly felt a pang of anger. What right did Rainbow Dash have, first she told her that she was not good at anything, and now she was mad at her when she had tried to amend for her sins. It made her blood boil.

"WHO ARE YOU TO TALK, YOU RISK YOUR LIFE EVERY DAY, AND ALSO, TELLING ME I'M WORTHLESS, AND THEN PREVENTING ME FROM MAKING UP FOR MY DISGRACEFUL LIFE. WHY YOU YOU you..." Scootaloo trailed off as she looked up at Rainbow Dash to see a fearful expression on her face. She cowered before her, all courage draing out of her body, just like if a changeling had latched on to her.

"Scootaloo,....you, you really was going to kill yourself, because... of me?" Rainbow Dash stammered, breathing hard. Oh horseapples, now she didn't know what to feel, angry because of Scootaloo's recklessness towards life, satisfied she finally knew the truth, or sad that she was the reason. Her mind churned like butter. Tears fell from her face. Oh my Celestia, a foal had tried to kill herself, because of her. It tore her heart to shreds. It would have done that to anyponies heart.

Rainbow shook her head, immediately rubbing her eyes , not wanting to, oh forget it, she wanted to prove to the foal that she was just a regular old pony, and crying was what ponies did. Wasn't it? She went, embracing Scootaloo in a hug, patting her on the back as she did so. She started to hum a tune she had learned from Fluttershy. She believed it was called hush now, quiet now, or something like that. Stoking Scootaloo's mane, she whispered in Scootaloo's ear, "Shhhhhh, it's okay" repeatedly, comforting the devastated filly.

Rainbow Dash picked up the tiny filly and started to fly, flapping her wings gently toward the hospital. Once there, she signed in and waited next to Sccotaloo, having put her down when they had gotten to the entrance. "Hmmmm, I am afraid we will have to go and ship her to Miss Turkey's hospital where she can stay while she figures out some things. The ambulance will arrive soon. We have notified her mother so she can see her off.

Immediatly, a grey pegasaus with a yellow mane and tail with crossed eyes and bubbles for a cutiemark walked in. "Scootaloo, where have you been, I have been so worried. I thought you might be with friends but I was wrong and I can't believe you tried to hurt yourself. Were you even thinking about what would happen to us if you died. I would be very sad, in fact a lot of ponies would be very sad." Derpy chastised, her eyes crossing here and there as she talked, as they did when she was extremely agitated.

"Uh doctors, the ambulance is here." A gruff male voice sounded.

"Excellent, now, if you would just kindly get in Miss Scootaloo, and we can get you all better." The male said, flashing a reassuring smile at the filly. He guided her outside, and helled her into the ambulance. Scootaloo glanced out at Rainbow Dash as the ambulance went and started to drive away. The pony went, waving at her as she went, trying to reassure her that everything was going to be absolutely fine.

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Scootaloo looked around at the white walls plastered with posters as she waited for the nurse to come back. After having her measurements taken as a precaution just in case the filly tried to escape. She looked through the booklet she had been given again. No hairbrushes, stuffed animals, scooters, hardback books, or games allowed. Scootaloo sighed, this was turning into more trouble then she thought. Finally the nurse came back and assigned her a room where she was instructed to go to bed. She turned tail andwent, slowly so as to not wake the sleeping pony inside. She tossed and turned, unable to get comfortable in the white sheets. She stared out the window at the distant lights below, wondering if one of those clouds contained Rainbow Dash. Finally, she managed to go and get some sleep after having found a good position to lie down in.

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Scootaloo gasped, running from a distorted version of herself, one that was skinned like a potato, a very red and meaty potato. It had nearly got it's hooves on her, wetting her coat with its bloody stumps of hooves. She screamed, desperately waving her wings, trying to fly, but alas, they were too small. Suddenly, Rainbow Dash's head floated in front of her, telling her she would never be loved, that the best thing she was good for was glue. Suddenly, she fely wet soggy hooves grab her, and Rainbow Dash laughed at her as she was dragged into the darkness, now hearing a cacophony of laughing ponies at her. Amidst the inky blackness, she saw memories of failed attempts, and of ponies laughing behind her back. It made her want to cry. "Kill yourself" a whisper sounded among the chaos. Scootaloo shook her head, trying to be rid of the voice.

"No, I won't, I already tried that before, it was a big mistake to try, go b-buck yourself." Scootaloo said defiantly. At this, the whisper gave an angry hiss and the darkness below transformed into a gaping mouth. Scootaloo gasped, flapping her wings, but it was no use, she was simply too close.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!" she screamed as the lips closed around her. The sharp fangs started to crush her tiny body, ripping it to shreds. She wished the dream would stop, but it didn't,.

"You're worthless, you can't even fly right, you miserable excuse for a filly." The voice screeched as Scootaloo suffered. Suddenly, she felt and ounce of defiance within her, one that refused to be kept down.

"Your wrong, I plan to be the worlds best scooter rider. There is something I am good at." The filly shouted out to the darkness. The voice growled at her in response, causing her to flinch. The voice, seeing it could not dissuade the little filly, let her go from the brink of unconsciousness.

A new day

Scootaloo gasped, her wings waving frantically. The medical pony jumped back, clearly annoyed at the sudden outburst. "Stand still." He exclaimed, withdrawing the thermometer from her mouth. Scootaloo sighed. It had just been a dream.

Scootaloo got out of bed and walked toward the breakfast room after being guided there. A pony unlocked the dorr and Scootaloo walked inside. Inside were multiple types of ponies, all of them much older then her. Scootaloo went, sitting down next to a orange pegasuas with a black mane and a coat on. He had magical books as a cutiemark.

"Hi I'm Scootaloo" Scootaloo said to the colt. The colt turned, and stared down at her.

"Hello, my name is Edward" the colt replied after a quick look through Scootaloo. Scootaloo grinned. Suddenly, a mare announced eating time, and Scootaloo lined up with the others. She selected a hard boiled egg, an apple, and milk. She sat down, and started to eat her hard boiled egg.

"Hey, you're sitting in my seat. Get out." A voice rang out as a turquoise mare trotted up to Scootaloo. Everypony stopped eating and turned, grinning.

"I'm sorry, but I was here first. Go sit somewhere else." At this the mare growled and reached up a hoof, buf quickly stopped at the cook's gaze. Instead, she knelt down and threatened Scootaloo with unspeakable things. Then she trotted off.

Edward stared ar Scootaloo. "Wow, no pony has ever dared to take Lemonache's seat." Scootaloo furrowed her brow at this. Lemonache? What a strange name.

She turned around, gasping at what she saw. No, it couldn't be, it simply wasn't possible.

Author's Note

Duh duh duh

Sorry for the short chapter. I'm coming out with a new story today