I Seriously Don't Pout

I thought it was all a dream. I expected all of the events that led up to this point was all in my head. Everything just seemed too good to be true. Scootaloo actually in love with me? How? She's completely out of my league! This felt more like a poorly written fantasy rather than real life.

But it was real life, because instead of waking up in my bed, I woke up laying on a haystack with Applejack and Scootaloo looking down at me in concern.

"Butter, oh my gosh, are you okay?" Scootaloo asked.

"Y-Yeah," I responded quickly, sitting up. "What happened?"

Applejack chuckled. "Well, lil buddy. Ya kinda fainted."

While normally I'd feel a bit unnerved that the grown adult didn't call an ambulance on a little colt who just fainted out of nowhere, I instead felt embarrassed that I passed out all over a silly little kiss.

Actually, no. It wasn't silly. It was amazing.

"Oh...s-sorry. I d-don't usually do that, I swear," I said, stammering a bit.

"Um..." Scootaloo said. "Well?"

"Well what?"

"Do you...like me back?"

My embarrassed blush grew more noticeable to her as I rubbed the back of my head. Of course I do! But why do you like me?! I yelled in my head. "Scootaloo. I think we need to talk alone."

Her ears lowered as she frowned. "O-Oh o-o-okay!" she stuttered, obviously looking distraught.

"Ah'll...give you two some prahvacy..." Applejack said as she trotted out of the barn.

"Scootaloo," I began, "I–"

"I'm sorry, I understand if you don't like me back!" Scootaloo blurted out quickly.

"H-Huh?"

"I kn-know that i-it's weird that your best friend wants to date you and I'm really sorry if you don't have the same feelings for me! I've just had these feelings for you for so long and...I-I just wanted to show my love for you, Butter!" Her voice started to quiver, as if she's about to cry. Scootaloo, one of the most awesome fillies in the whole land of Equestria, is about to cry all because a stupid little colt didn't notice she had feelings for him.

"Sc-Scootaloo, hold on for a second," I said, trying to calm her down. I patted her back gently. "I never said I wasn't interested! I just need some time to process everything." I sighed a bit, rubbing her back in an attempt to prevent her from crying. It didn't work however, as a single tear rolled down her cheek. It hurt to watch her cry like this.

"I-I'm sorry...I came on t-too strong!"

"Scoots, listen. I-I really like you! I do! I just...I'm unsure about this because..."

"...Because what?"

"...I've never been in an relationship like this before. I could've never imagined something like this ever happen to me. I mean, you're like, the prettiest filly in the school!"

Scootaloo sniffed and wiped her eyes, a blush forming on her cheeks. "Y-You think I'm th-that pretty?"

"O-Of course!" I exclaimed. "You're also super athletic and cheery and determined and awesome... I could go on and on about how amazing you are!"

Her blush grew more and more as she started to smile. "R-Really?"

I nodded. "I'm just confused as to why you're interested in me. I mean, you could've picked someone just as awesome as you, like Rumble. But instead you chose the weird, unsocial, chubby colt who has a silly dream about becoming a chef."

"P-Pfff..." Scootaloo tried to hold back laughter. "A-Are you kidding? Butter, you do realize that almost every filly in class has a crush on you, right?"

"Wait, what?" My eyes widened a bit in surprise. Am I really that dumb or is she just saying that?

"Yeah! I mean, they think your awkwardness is adorable! Have you seen yourself pout?"

"I-I don't pout!" I protested, folding my arms and staring at her with the most serious face I could muster up.

"You're doing it right now!" Scootaloo giggled.

Hmph...I don't see what she means... I thought to myself.

When she finally stopped giggling she reached her hooves over and held mine gently. "But do you know why I'd prefer you to be my coltfriend rather than Rumble?"

"I...uhh...n-no..." I admitted.

"Because you have a passion. You love food. You love to eat it, the way it smells, the way it looks. But from what I've learned from you, you love making food the most. You help your parents make dinner every day, you make desserts for other ponies almost every week...heck, remember when you made those cupcakes out of ice pops?"

"O-Oh yeah..." I blushed even more and smiled a bit. "I guess that was pretty great."

"It was genius! That's why I love you so much! You're awesome and amazing in your own way!" With that, she hugged me tight, nuzzling her cheek against mine, leaving my whole face to redden in embarrassment.

"I-I...uhh..." I didn't know what to say, so I did the whole thing I could think of. I returned the hugged and kissed her cheek.

Now for some reason I expected a slap across the face, which would be reasonable in my opinion. But instead I was met with a tighter hug and more nuzzling. It was such a good feeling. Probably even the greatest feeling in my life.

"I-I love you, Sc-Scootaloo," I told her with a smile.

"I love you too, Butter," she said.

The walk back to Sugarcube Corner was long, but nice. There was a lovely sunset out in the distance and the fireflies were glowing, making the whole scene beautiful and luminescent. It was like a painting come to life.

"Man, it's so sappy out tonight!" I said.

"Heh, yeah. It's like, cut down on the romance, am I right?" We both laughed, though I somehow knew that inside we both thought it was a stunning evening. "So," I said, "what do couples usually do besides hug and kiss?"

"You think I know?" Scootaloo asked. "Dude, you're my first coltfriend ever. I'm not a love master."

"True, but you must know more about dating than I do."

"Ehh, I thought we could just do the same thing we always do. You know, hang out, try to find our cutie marks, all that stuff! Only now we can do it while hugging, kissing, and cuddling!" she smiled.

"That sounds...actually really nice!" I smiled back.

"Plus, it means I can do more of this..." she smirked.

"More of wh–" Before I could finished my sentence, Scootaloo quickly moved a hoof to my belly and started to tickle me, making me fall to the ground with laughter. "GAH! SC-SCOOTSWAITNOHOHOHO!" I pleaded, begging her to stop.

"But it's funny and cute!" she said, tickling me faster. I could hardly breathe at this point as I tried to reach my hooves out to make her stop. I pushed against her belly, which made her squeak and stop almost immediately. She giggled a bit and covered her mouth with her hooves.

"Wait a second," I grinned. "You're ticklish too, aren't you?"

"N-No! Wait, let me explain. Y-You see, when I was four I was born with a rare condition that..." She trailed off and quickly ran away, catching me off guard.

I shook my head quickly in surprise. "H-Hey!" I bolted after her, trying to tickle her back, a sinister grin on my face. Ohhh, she's gonna get it now!

After about a minute of running, I finally caught up to her and jabbed her side with a hoof. She flinched and slowed and running down, which allowed me to grab her with one hoof and tickle her with my wings. "Gotcha!" I exclaimed.

"W-WAITBUTTERN-NOHOHO!" she giggled, squirming and trying to escape my grasp.

"You gotta promise to never tickle me again!" I said. It was a very hard promise to keep, I know. But it was embarrassing, dang it.

"B-BUTTERSERIOUSLY! IHAVEDIARRHEA!" she screamed.

My eyes widened as my wings folded back to their original position. "Woah! Woah! Okay I'm done!"

She breathed heavily, still giggling. "O-Oh man, I love how g-gullible you are!" she snickered.

"Gah, you're such a cheater..." I grumbled.

"I'm sorry, Pouty..." she said, letting out a fake whimper and kissing my nose.

"N-Nnnnn...I'm not pouting..." I said.

"Then why do you have such a pouty look?"

I raised a wing up and covered my face. "I-I'm not pouty, dang it..."

She rolled her eyes and ruffled my mane. "Whatever, cutie."

"A-And I'm not cute, either..." I argued.

"Riiiight...the fuzzy little pegasus with sky blue eyes isn't cute," she said sarcastically.

"And the fuzzy little pegasus with beautiful violet hair isn't cute either," I returned, smirking a bit.

"...Touché," she responded. "You know before the night is over, we still have one last thing that all four of us were going to do."

"What's that?" I asked.

"We're watching a movie together. We can pop some popcorn and all sit on the couch together."

"Th-That sounds actually really fun!" I smiled.

"Yeah! I already know what movie we're going to watch!"

"Which one?"

"Terror on Saddle Street. It's a scary movie!"

"...Oh..." I said.

"What? Not scared are you, Butterbutt?"

"Huh? N-No! Pfff...nah..."

I was very scared.

"Don't worry, it's just a movie. You'll be fine!"

"H-Heh. Yeah...everything will be fine."

Everything was not fine.

Author's Note

So the adventures of Butterball finally continue. I'm sorry about the long delay. You can find out what happened right here.

Also, this story was first more than a year ago. A lot of things in this story are outdated, so I've decided that instead of rewriting the first few chapters that include the CMC's cutie marks that this is sort of an AU where Butter moved into town and became a crusader. Applebloom, Sweetie, and Scootaloo will all earn their cutie marks off screen in the future, while I've reserved a oneshot with Butter earning a cutie mark of his own later down the road.

But anywho, Scootaloo and Butter are finally together! But as old problems are resolved, new problems arise. How will Butter react to this terrifying movie?