Scootaloo pushed her way into the clearing. There sitting on a rock facing away from her, was Sweetiebelle. Of course she thought. The last place she looked as it was getting dark. But then she noticed something. A teardrop hitting the ground. Sweetiebelle was crying. How was she going to approach this. How would she comfort her. She didn't even know what was wrong. Should she just leave? All of these questions flowed through her mind. She stepped forward thinking she should go back and not disturb her in case she got angry again.

*SNAP*

The twig split into two under her hoof. Making a noise loud enough to send a few birds flying out of their trees. Time seemed to stop in Scootaloo's mind as she felt her heart drop. In her slowed state of time she saw Sweetie's head begin to turn around. Scootaloo's heart raced and pounded like a drum in her chest. What was she going to do. She had no choice now it was like the universe telling her that she had to approach Sweetiebelle. She had to figure out what was wrong once and for all. Sweetiebelle got up and dashed towards Scootaloo at full speed almost as if she was trying to run through the only exit in the forest as if Scootaloo wasn't there. "I'm sorry about this Scoots." Scootaloo heard her say before a pink blast emerged from her horn knocking Scootaloo into a tree. By the time Scootaloo regained her senses. Sweetiebelle was long gone.

"Dammit" Scootaloo yelled in frustration. She couldn't keep chasing Sweetiebelle all around especially considering she apparently had strong enough magic to blast Scootaloo into a tree. "When the hell did she learn how to do that!" at this point Scootaloo was talking to herself. "The most i've ever seen her do is create pathetic sparks." On top of that she knew that Sweetiebelle wouldn't have full magic for another year at least. The best she could guess was Sweetie's mood caused a temporary boost in her magical ability. Scootaloo needed a way to end this she couldn't spend the rest of her life chasing Sweetiebelle around Equestria. She then had an idea.

Scootaloo begun to stand up but couldn't. As her back leg touched the ground she felt a sharp pain. She cursed to herself as she lost her balance and fell forward. She felt dizzy for a few seconds before she regained her focus. Scootaloo knew this pain. She had felt it a few times before. The most prominent being falling from a high cloud when she was 8 years old. She had broken her leg. This was not the time for this. She had to do whatever it took to find Sweetie and she couldn't chase her on a broken leg. She had to fly after her. Now Scootaloo had just turned 14 and was beginning to be able to fly. She had found out that she was just a late bloomer and if she worked hard she would be flying normally within a few months. She mustered up all of her strength and took off.

She hovered through the town trying her best to keep afloat. This was getting pretty ridiculous. She had been chasing Sweetie Belle all day since lunch, and the setting sun over the horizon indicated it had been several hours since the tension filled moment at the restaurant. "Why, just why?" Scootaloo thought to herself. Out of all the bad luck and all of the worst things that could have happened they all did. She was sure Sweetie Belle was avoiding her because of the kiss but still doubt crept into her mind. Sweetie had been acting strange ever since she arrived at lunch, not just after the most awkward kiss in the world. She couldn't focus on that right now, she had to find Sweetie Belle and put an end to this damned chase.

Nighttime was quick approaching and Scootaloo had only about twenty minutes until it was too dark out to continue searching. She was getting desperate. She begun to search even the most obscure places. As the clock kept ticking Scootaloo just became more frantic. She sped as fast as possible trying to find any leads at all until she could take no more. She fought the exhaustion coming over her entire body until she could take no more. She landed in a dark alleyway in the corner of town. She laid back against a wall and took special care to put her broken leg into a comfortable position. She started into the dusk sky which was a pink and orange spectacle to behold. It was almost the same colors as her. Normally she would have admired such a beautiful sight but she was too upset to care. As she lowered her head and began to close her eyes she saw a dash of white at the end of the alleyway. It was Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo was excited she had finally found her. On top of that they were in an alley where Sweetie was cornered and had no magic left to escape. This was it, this was the pivotal moment. She desperately thought for the right words to say. It was pretty pointless anyway she was so exhausted she didn't even think she could speak. She mustered some strength and spoke. "Sw-Swee-Sweetie Belle" she choked out in between breaths. The pearl white unicorn slowly came out of her hiding place on the opposite end of the alley. She looked about as run down as Scootaloo did. She walked towards Scootaloo a little bit and stopped.

"Scoots." she said looking a mix of concerned and regretful. She noticed the orange pegasus was not in good shape. She had dirt in her coat, her mane was unkempt and drenched in sweat, worst of all was the leg bending the wrong way. "Oh dammit what did I do." she said. All lingering tension was forgotten as she wrapped her friend into a hug. "I'm so sorry. I didn't think you would get run down this bad." She pulled away and did her best to regain composure as Scootaloo sat up.

"Save it." Scootaloo said not wanting to hear an apology for something trivial when there were bigger things at hand. Sweetie Belle was surprised at her friends aggressiveness but couldn't blame her to much after the chase she had just put her through. "What led us here doesn't really matter anymore. We have to talk about this NOW." said Scootaloo with her annoyance apparent. Sweetie Belle sighed. Scootaloo was stronger tan her and she couldn't force her way past. She also had no magical energy and would hate to hurt her friend more than she already had. The great chase was over. Sweetie Belle would have to face Scootaloo right here and right now.

"Fine" Sweetie Belle said. Staring into her best friends eyes she took a deep breath and prepared for the most complicated talk in her life. "What happened at the restaurant today. Well I mean I know what happened but was that on purpose? If so why? What were you trying to do?" Sweetie Belle asked barraging Scootaloo with too many questions to answer at once.

"Damn Sweetie let me answer some of the questions." Scootaloo said. "I can't tell you what happened earlier if you don't give me the chance to speak. Let me start from the beginning. Well I can sum it up in one sentence. I love you Sweetie Belle. I do. I don't know of any possible other way to say it. I didn't realize it until recently but once I did it was obvious! The thing at the restaurant was a compete mistake, we just happened to lean into the food at the same time. I wasn't trying to do that. I was planning on telling you this today though. I didn't want it to come out like this but you gave me no choice! You broke my damned leg and almost killed me from exhaustion. You led me on a wild chase for basically no reason and it was one of the worst experiences of my life! You basically put me through hell! But I still love you, and that just proves it. You did all of this shit to me but I still love you, and I don't think i'll ever stop!

Sweetie Belle couldn't believe her ears. She was taken completely aback by this. She was literally in the most awkward spot of her life. Her best friend had just confessed her love? She didn't expect this at all. It was Scootaloo. Her best friend for her whole life. She had never looked at Scootaloo in a romantic way before. She was her best friend and it made no sense. She had felt something for a brief moment during that kiss but didn't know what it was. She was utterly confused.

"Scootaloo…. I can't believe this. How did this even happen? It's not important. I might have felt something during that kiss, but I don't know what it was. You're my best friend and I..I I don't even know what to feel. I just can't deal wight this right now. I'm sorry Scoots." Sweetie Belle rushed past Scootaloo out of the alleyway and out of sight. Scootaloo slumped back against a wall. She began to cry, and as the first tear fell the sun disappeared.

Author's Note

Hey guys after this long time of not releasing work and spending my time focusing on other projects. I now turned this into a romance story with tragedy and grimdark elements enjoy some fun and tragedy.