Never Leave You Hanging

by Shadow Star

Rating: teen
Tags: Rainbow Dash, Romance, Scootaloo, Slice of Life, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1165

Scootaloo visits Rainbow Dash, and both learn about Family and forgiveness

After becoming a Wonderbolt and marrying one of her teammates, Rainbow Dash returnes to Ponyville to have her first foal.
Scootaloo wants to visit her formor Idol but why does she want to see her so badly?

Published 2012-05-14 09:54:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-05-14 09:54:02 UTC

Coming Home

Rainbow Dash flopped down on the couch, her... no their couch with a loud sigh of releif. She had almsot forgotten how comfy it was. Stretching out, she looked around a room she had half expected to never see again. Her old cloud home in Ponyville. Well, ok their house now. She grinned to herself as her husband and fellow wonderbolt trotted in to the room carrying a tray of steaming towles. Dust 'Dusty' Devil blew his sand-colored mane out of his eyes before picking up a town with his teeth and gently laying it onto his wife's hoof,earning him a light glare from the rainbow maned mare.
"Im not made of glass you know"
He grinned back at her before picking up and applying another towel. "Says the mare who made us move all the way from Cloudsdale just to have a foal?"
"Hey! The doc was the one who told me I cant fly anymore 'till I give birth and it was YOUR idea to pick a place on the ground anyway! This place used to have one of the best spots for catching currents and now its barely a foot of the dirt!"
He wasnt too suprsised by her rant, she had always been hot-tempered, and being grounded until afterthe birth has definitly not improved her mood. Rather then anger her further, he simply chose to resume his task and placed the last towles on her hooves and wings before gently starting to massage her haunches.
"What are you do-" the rest of her prosets was cut in a moan.
He continued his massage, hooves working their way down her flank to her hoof, then back up and across her back, before he suddely stopped and leaned in to kiss her swollen middle.
"Hewwwo widdle guy! It's daddy! Can you hear me? Can baby hear daddy through mommy's tummy? Can you ca-"
He was cut short as a pillow smacked him across the face
"Cut it out, will you? He just went back to sleep, and now Im trying to do the same"
"Only if you give me a kiss."
"Fine."
"And call me daddy?"
"Fine, daddy your kids been kicking me in the ribs and now mommy needs a nap." She closed her eyes and lay her head on the hoof-rest. "You finshed the cleaning then?"
He ran his wing through her slighly damp mane before answering "Yeah, want much to do, those friends of yours from weather took care of the place pretty well. They even stopped by to help, while you were in the shower. Pesterd me the whole time too. Oh and uh.. what's her name, the new capatian she even had a gift."
Dash groaned in anoyance "House warming, welcome back, or foal shower?
Dust kissed her belly again before flipping a thin blaket over her "Bit of all three really, some cookies, a bottle of champane and a funny pillow for when you.. uh,,, feed him."
A soft whinnying snore was his only answer. He kissed her forehead, then sofly tiptoed off to let her sleep a smile breakig out on his face at the sight of how adorable she looked like that. Of course she would probobly smack him again if he told her that, she still disliked being called anything cute or girly. He sighed blew a long breath through his teeth and went back upstairs to shower himself, breifly wonding if he should have told her about the orange filly who had asked him if she could speak to her, and how upset she had seemed when he told her Dash had been busy.

Chapter 2

The wind blew back the whisps of purple mane that stuck out of her helmet as Scootaloo zipped her way back aross Ponyville, the old pair of goggles around her neck skittering and jumping in the invisble current. She whipped around a corner, nearly bowling over a pair of ponies, their yells barlely reaching her ears and she pressed on. Her eyes were watering now, she really should have put on the goggles. The goggles Dash had givin her. Her vission blured almost completly, she swerved around the vegtable cart by memorized instict only, speeding up untill she was a buzzing blur. Just like Rainbow Dash.
No. Nothing like Rainbow Dash. Nothing like the famous wonderbolt with the prismatic mane. Nothing like the flier that had set and broken dozens of speed and flight records, not to mention saving all of Equestira on more then one occasion. Nothing like the pegasus that had taken a old mar's tale of a move not only made it reality but part of her normal flight routine. Nothing like her at all.
A small sob escaped her throught, and she violently shook her head to clear her thoughts. Unfortualy she closed her eyes while doing so, and thus totally missed seeing the magenta mare with a grocery bags until it was far too late.

A small explosion of produce and paper filled Scootaloo's vision, before it was swollowed by the pavement jumping up to slap her. She felt the worn straps on the helmet bite into her jaw, and then they were gone, she more felt then knew it was her own hoof reaching up to catch the hemlet as it slipped before she slammed face first onto the paving stones. An explosion of color and darkness flashed across her vision, and for a breif second she swore she tasted the color blue, then reality snapped back into place and she was staring at the sky. She slowy picked herself up, checking herself to make sure nothing was broken, she had a few scrapes and would probobly have some brusies. but she was used to it. She pulled the helmet off, and shook her head to clear it, and finally realized who she had plowed into.

"Sorry about that Mrs. Cheerilee. I... got distrated."
The magenta schoolmare looked back at her in surprise
"Scootaloo? I though you were going to see-"

"I was, He told told me she was .. busy."
"You almost sound like you dont belive him!"
"Its been three days! And he says she's either too busy getting the house ready, or too tired from all the work! I just.. I just want to ask her why... why she stopped..."

She flet a hoof on her shoulder and fought the urge to shug it off
"Scoots, I know how much you looked up to her but, you know how busy she got! Odds are she barly had any free time at all! Once she has the foal and things settle down bit, she'll be able to have a normal life again. You just need to be pai-"

"IM SICK OF BEING PAITENT! Everypony used to tell me that! 'Just be paitant, you'll get your Cuite Mark.' , 'just be paitent you'll learn to fly.' I WAITED FOR FOUR BUCKING YEARS AND DONT HAVE ANYHING!!"