Author's Note
-I do not own My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic, or any of its themes/characters-
This was the first fanfiction I ever wrote, and was the first story I ever posted online. It received very positive feedback from the community, and was the first stepping stone for where I am today. This is the story that changed the way I've written. Enjoy.
Warning: if you are against violence and minor adult themes, you probably should not read this story
Only One Question
There she was... She sat on the ledge and looked out over the field... Life seemed unfair...
She had wings... She had her three friends...
Apple Bloom... Sweetie Belle...
And Rainbow Dash...
She now had the one thing that had mattered the most to her...
But Rainbow had gone off with the Wonderbolts... Big performance. Thousands of ponies watching. The Aviators playing the music. Rainbow's dream come true...
Meanwhile, Scootaloo sat on the ledge. She had no idea what to do anymore. Never known her parents. Never had any other friends. Never been really able to fly. Never been in a home where she wasn't injured by her 'owners'. That's exactly what she was to them. A pet. They owned her for the sake of their pleasures and sick minds. She had run away ages ago. Her wings will never work again, because of what her 'owners' put her through.
She looked out over the field one more time.
She stood on all four hooves and stared.
After running away, she hadn't seen her friends again. Living alone and free for five months. She decided that they wouldn't care one way or the other. She knew better than to think such thoughts, but these thoughts made her feel somewhat better about herself.
She felt she was only doing what was necessary.
She spread her wings.
She looked over the edge. If she fell...
Over.
Simple as that.
She guessed that there was about a fifty percent chance of that happening.
The other fifty was that her wings would work.
Unlikely.
Orphaned
Alone
Scared
Ready
She took a deep breath...
Stepped back...
Ran.
Jumped.
She fluttered her wings as much as she could through the pain in her shoulders.
"No..."
She fell.
All the way down.
Rainbow Dash was finished. She was going back to Ponyville to see her friends. There was one special filly she wanted to see, though. She needed to see. She was flying back when in the distance, she saw and orange shape fall from a cliff and tumble at the bottom.
She went as fast as she could to reach it. When she came closer, she found just what she feared. It was a filly. Scootaloo.
She darted down and landed beside her. The amount of blood made her want to leave. Go home, lock the door and never come back out...
She grabbed the filly and held her close. Still alive.
"Dash?"
Rainbow hugged the young mare and cried. "What... What happened? Why?"
"I... I couldn't do it anymore... I..." She swallowed. "I thought it was over anyway. There was a slim chance... I guess I wasn't very lucky"
"Why..." Rainbow repeated.
"My parents are dead. My new family was abusive. I ran away. I thought nopony cared..."
"I'm sorry... I should have been there."
"No, you had your dreams, and you fulfilled them too. The only thing I had was my mother's name... Firefly."
"Firefly? That... That was my mother's name too... Scootaloo... You're..."
Scootaloo smirked briefly. "Sisters"
"Come on Scoots, you'll be fine now. I'm here for you. I'll resign. I'll stay with you. Let's take you to the doctor. We'll fix you up."
"Rainbow..."
"No arguments!" Dash yelled, tears streaming down her face. "God bucking damn it!" She screamed and slammed her hoof on the ground.
Scootaloo reached up and wrapped her hooves around Rainbow's neck. "Rainbow, I..."
Rainbow's ears perked up and she looked at Scootaloo.
"I love you"
She closed her eyes and lost her grip around Dash's neck. She was smiling, though.
It was a short funeral, as not many ponies really knew Scootaloo. Three ponies stayed behind.
Eventually two of the three had to go home, leaving the cyan mare there, alone with her thoughts. She spoke to Scootaloo all night and slept there all throughout the next day. Tears ran down her face as she slept in the cemetery.
She dreamed of her and Scootaloo flying through an endless amount of clouds, and talking of what was to come and what they had missed of each other's lives.
Scootaloo cherishes every night that Rainbow Dash visited. Every single time they dreamed together. Flew together.
And Rainbow enjoyed every second she spent with her orange coated friend, and sister. The filly who's flank had an image of an angel's wings.
Those last moment of Scootaloo's material life, she learned that she was not alone.
Author's Note
The TERRIBLY written sequel to Only One Question. If I remember correctly it was about 4AM when I wrote this and I hadn't slept for a few days prior. It was bad. But... Y'know. Try to enjoy I guess.
Under The Question
How long have I been sleeping? How long have I been awake with closed eyes. I tire of all these questions flowing through my head. I ask myself why I don't care, but the thoughts and questions keep flowing in.
I am asleep, but I am awake. I pretend to be happy with the gifts my friends give me, but all I want them to give me is peace. A quick death. That's all I need.
All I want. I don't care if I can't see the sun anymore. I am locked away for that sole reason. I visit my loved one at night and during day. I fear for her as she soars in the endless clouds. I am happy for her, for in death she is finally happy. My dreams came true, but what use is it to me if my dreams can't make me happy. I can't see. My eyes have rotted away, and I know not why. Feed me. Water me. Wash me. Pay attention to me. That is what my body wants. Me, on the other hand. Me. The one occupying this body and mind. I want out. Release me. My many colors are worth nothing to me. My 'friends' have no clue. I only want to die. Fulfill my last wish, and I shall smile. I shall be at peace. I shall be done. My pain will be no more. My beautiful sister and her orange color. The last feathers fully grown on her wings. Never knowing that her own teacher was family as well. Miss Cheerilee. Can she ever truly know? I know not.
Fee Fie Foe Fum, ask not from whence the thunder come, but if the thunder shall not come, and the gods are no longer in the clouds, then what meaning does life have?
Loyalty...
Has...
Fallen...
I am off to fly with her. This is a simple note to my friends. The only ones I love are there. My sister, and my mother.
Firefly shall fly once more, and I shall be with her. Goodbye my friends. All of my belongings go to the Magic in my heart, the Laughter in my mind, the Honesty in my words, the Kindness in my acts, and the Generosity of my past. I love you all, but you don't need me. I will see you once you decide to join me.