Motherly Scootaloo

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I smacked it with my hoof and got up. I walked to the bathroom and sat on the toilet. When I heard knocking on the door.

“Who is it.”  I ask in my drowsy state.

From the other door I could hear my colt Lightning “Mom; Its me.” His voice was soft as though he had just woken up.

Groaning as I sat up I called back to him, “OK Lightning Blits you can come in but please don't look.” He walked in covering his eyes as he held onto his teddy bear, “Now what do you want.”

He sounded worried as he tried to talk, “Sandy wants to see you.” I could only imagine as to why.

I sighed as I began to guess what she wanted, “Go and tell her I will be there in a moment.”

“OK mom.” he said, running out the door.

Getting up to wash my hooves I left the room for a moment.

Opening the door as I returned I saw Lightning laying down waiting for me, “Lightning, can you get off my bed so I can wash my sheets?”

“Yes mom.” He was reluctant to get off the bed at first, but soon enough he hopped down.

As he walked passed me I could smell the putrid stench of urine on him, “And please take a bath so you can wash the piss out of your coat.” I felt ashamed that he was covered in my fluids, but what could I do?

Ever since I was a filly I had bladder problems. My mom had me put in a surgery to try to stretch my bladder but it didn't work. I didn’t like the fact that he always had to wake up covered in it, and it made me felt even less like a mare let alone a mother.

I walked down to the basement and put my bedding in the wash.

As I tossed all the sheets into the wash I heard Lightning call out to me, “Mom can you help me run the water!?”

“I'm coming.” I called back as I started the wash.

Walking back up the stairs and into the bathroom where Lightning was, I prepared to help get everything ready for the bath.

Walking in I soon saw him sitting on the toilet, “Oh sorry!” I nervously said to him, not out of my own embarrassment.

I had seen everything since he was born, I changed those diapers and bathed that foal. But it was his embarrassment I was catering to. He was already showing signs of inverted thinking, and it was bad enough he was picking it up from me.

Sitting down In the hallway and waited for him to give me the signal to come in.

As I waited I heard Ms. Sandy call out to me, “Scootaloo!”

“Yes Sandy.” I replied knowing that this was going to take place sooner or later.

“Can you come in here? I need to talk to you.” Her voice was rather odd to me today, it was her but the overall tone she took made me question what she wanted.

“My gosh what is it with these ponies and wanting me?” I jokingly whispered to myself, “Lightning I’ll be right back to help you run your bath.” I called to him through the door.

Walking into the kitchen I saw that Ms. Sandy was seated, “Good morning, Scootaloo.” She greeted me in the same fashion as she always had before sipping her morning tea.

Calm and understanding, but at the same time a bit of worry in her voice. Not for me, that much I knew, but for Lightning more than anything. As to why I never truly knew

As her cup gently came down to the table she smiled as she looked towards me, “How are you?”

I was nervous in my response, “F-fine I guess- So why did you need me again?”

Sandy’s expression was one I didn’t like as she cleared her throat, “I am sorry to tell you this , but…” She began to say, pausing as she knew that her decision affected Lightning as well.

“What is it?” I asked, not really wanting to know.

I hoped that it was just a bit of bad news, something like a broken item. Or something that needed to be fixed like the old boiler in the basement. Anything that we could deal with together.

Sandy frowned as she sighed looking towards me, “Scootaloo you need a job or I’m going to have to kick you out.” I was worried that was the fact of it.

Yet even still I was in disbelief, “Y-you're going to what?”

“I’m sorry Scoots, but the price of food is going up and it’s just so hard to keep you and Lightning well-fed. Plus, I know your mare friend Silver Spoon will take you in.” Even in her voice I could hear uncertainty, as though she second guessed Silver Spoon would even allow Lightning in her home.

And sure in the past Silver Spoon used to be an old enemy to me and the girls. But after Diamond Tiara stopped bullying us we be came friends. And a few years later, friends with benefits.

“O-okay…” My voice balled up in my throat as I tried to speak, “I guess I’ll go pack my bags.”

I walked up stairs trying to think of what to do next. I know Silver Spoon had always enjoyed seeing Lightning from time to time, but seeing him all the time I was unsure of. She knew he was born through rape, and when he was born she had her doubts.

Pausing for a moment in front of the bathroom door I sighed, “Lightning, can I come in?”

“Yes mom” His soft voice muffled by the door as he called back.

I turned the knob and opened the door, greeted with it’s creaky, unoiled hinges. He was sitting in the bathtub with his hind legs crossed so I could not see his private parts. And they were covered with thick, soapy bubbles.

I usured a silent thanks unto Celestia, “See…” I lovingly rubbed his head, “you can run the water on your own. Now please take your bath. Mommy has to go do something, but I’ll be back. Promise.”

I trotted away to my bedroom, set on packing for the days ahead. I went through my dresser looking for my diary, but I quickly froze when something caught my eye.

It was a plushy of one of the Wonderbolts. It was a gift from Rainbow Dash after she first became a full fledged member. I had kept it since I was a filly, often hoping I would be like her.

I put it in my saddlebag and kept searching for my diary, “...I know I put it in here somewhere.” A moment later I soon found it under a dress, “Ah ha! Found you! Now where is your friend, huh?”

I had always kept two diaries. I’ve bean writing in my first one ever since I have learned to write.Yes some of the hoof writing sucks, but it is more about the memories they held than anything else.

I trotted over to my bed and pulled out some old boxes, shoving them in my saddle bag. Then I found my new and old scooter, then a wagon to put all my necessities in. Pulling my wagon behind me I walked out of the room I had called home for some time.

“Lightning are you done?” I asked as I gently knocked on the door.

“Yes- I’m  coming out.” I could still hear him splashing around in the water as he tried to get out of the tub.

“Okay, because we’re leaving soon.” I tried to hide the sorrow in my voice, knowing for a time we would be in public.

“Where we goin’?” He asked walking out of the bathroom full of excitement.

Looking at his still dripping wet fur I grabbed his towel, “To Silver's house…” I could hear him gasp in excitement as I dried him off a little more, “now let's go Lightning.”

He hopped in and sat  in my wagon as we started to take off. We said bye to Sandy as we walked out of the house. We had to start off as soon as possible. So I took my new scooter out from the wagon and hooked it to the slot at its flank.

I flapped my wings and we were off zipping around town. I raced by all the shops, ponies, and houses, the wind in my mane and all my worries blurring behind me. Yet, all of a sudden, the front-most wheels of my scooter came clear off. I panicked and broke into a screeching halt.

I groaned looking at the old wheel that had fallen off, “Good thing I brought spare wheels for this crap.”

I changed the wheels without much effort, but my pride was hurt more than my precious scooter. Just as I finished, I heard whining just to my right. I knew right away who it was.

“Mom... I'm hungry.” He whimpered, glancing up and pursing his lips.

Ugh. I stood my ground and crossed my forelegs over my chest. No. We couldn’t afford any snacks or freelance spending. We needed to conserve what we had to buy necessities.

“You can eat when we get there, Lightning.” I replied, keeping my stance firm.

Lightning kept his eyes in constant, teary wobbling. And right then, I realized I couldn’t say no to him. How could I. He knew how to tug on my heartstrings, and those puppy eyes were the worst part about it; he even left the wagon for a moment to hug my hind legs and stare up in fake agony.

“Please…?” His eyes started to water up.

I wanted to say no.

But looking at that adorable face I just couldn’t, “Ah-! Fine but only this once!” I groaned, taking him up and carrying him into the wagon.

We went to Sugar Cube Corner. It was the closest and most convenient store we could find for edibles. Everywhere else had strange and specific purposes… Like Quills and Sofas. Why was that even a thing.

We met the baker with a smile. Mine, uneasy because of how pricey the goods usually where and Lightning’s full of joy, because he wasn’t the one paying for it. We perused the large selection of confections with the usual awe anypony would. Even the discount items that were older or not decorated right were made with painstaking care and artistry.

I stayed away from the ice cream treats, though… Those weren’t good for a mare like me, what with all the impending stress and the way it’d amplify my sweet tooth.

“I’ll buy you a cupcake but that's all until we get to Silver's house. Okay?”

While I browsed the counter for all the cupcakes put on display, I picked and choosed different styles and flavors, taking note of how much I didn’t want french cream. Because I stopped liking french cream after my tenth birthday. It was too watery and too loose in warm weather. Not much of a punch like whip cream or even… ice cream toppings. But- but I was getting ahead of myself.

Thankfully, somepony else interrupted my cake and confection-related fantasies.

As always, her voice hit me from behind, “Hi Scootaloo! What can I get ya?”

Same, shrill pitch bursting with excitement. Same, cheery sound of hooves bouncing against the floor tiles. I knew exactly who it was. Who wouldn’t?

“Hi Pinkie Pie…! Can you get me a cupcake to-go? We’re in a rush, ha.” I explained, rubbing the back of my mane.

She hopped back to the kitchen and spent some time rummaging through the stock. I could’ve sworn I heard another voice asking about Yakyakistan and where the traditional Yakyakistan beet cupcakes were. Lightning almost pointed that out before random pie impacts kept us quiet.

Soon, she came back with two of them. Not the beet cupcakes, but two with whipped cream frosting and rainbow sprinkles. They were topped deviously with chocolate shavings and pitless cherries, too…

Though she was quick, Pinkie was also careful as she stuffed the sweets into a paper bag, “Two cupcakes at the price of one! Here you go.”

I took her gift just as eagerly as anypony would have. Come on. It’s cupcakes made by an expert baker with a killer smile.

I gave a nervous laugh as I took the sweets, “Thanks Pinkie.” I knew I could barely afford the sweets, but there wasn’t much I could do.

Without thinking, I settled onto my scooter and hit the road.

I pulled up In SIlver’s driveway and dismounted, making sure Lightning was uninjured and occupied with his snack. I found the front entrance and knocked. To my surprise, Silver was already behind the door with mail betwixt her teeth. Guess I should’ve glanced through the window on the door.

“Hm Schmtmlhm!” She exclaimed, blushing softly and taking the mail out of her mouth, “Hi Scootaloo! What are you doing here…?”

I glanced away, unsure of what to say. How else would somepony react to news like mine. Would it be fine? Or would she give me a glance and keep me outside?

“Sandy kicked me out s-so… I’d like to move in.” I answered, keeping my gaze down.

Though I couldn’t see it, I felt her features twisting in sympathy. You know, that painful expression you put on when you want somepony to know you understand. That was what she looked like, I gathered.

Silver Spoon was more than understanding as she took steps towards me, “Oh I am so sorry Scootsy…” She wrapped her hooves around me, “you’re welcome to stay as long as you like.”

Her generosity was a more than welcomed expression as she guided me in, “Thanks Silver. Can you help me unpack. My legs are killing me.”

“Sure thing Scootsy.” She turned back towards the wagon to gather what little things I had.

She grabbed a box and carried it in. She might have been a earth pony but she was weaker than me, and I’m explicitly weak for my age. Sometimes I wonder if being bigger would help me lift heavier objects or even fly. But maybe that’s just me wanting to be a few inches taller.

Not one minute in, she found cupcake wrappers in the wagon. I froze and felt her eyes on my back. With piercing dread, I turned back to see her smirking up a storm. She held both of them with her left hoof, dangling them over her wastebasket.

“Couldn’t afford to buy me any snacks, huh…?” She teased, chortling softly as I grew ten shades red.

I rubbed the back of my head as I chuckled, “W-well I was hungry a-” At that moment I realized something, “Oh crap-! I forgot to pay Pinkie Pie!”

I carried two boxes on my own and LIghtning grabbed his toy box. I made my way over to the closet and put my portion down, glad my son didn’t need any help with his own. Then, I returned outside and grabbed some more. When I was finished, I trotted over to Lightning’s new living space.

He was playing with his new toys. They were Silver’s gifts, though I still felt just as crummy for letting her get them in the first place. I sat down next to him and took two soldiers for my own.

“Mom.” Lightning mumbled, keeping his muzzle toward the toys.

Turning around I knelt down to his level and gently held his cheek, “Yes Lightning?”

“I… wanna play by myself.” He requested as he hid behind his stuffed animal.

I could only smile at how cute that was while wishing I had a camera, “Ok baby. I’ll let you play.”

I got up and left, but not before I kept some soldiers for myself. Only to see if he payed any attention to them missing. Walking around the mansion I passed by a few of the buttlers she had recently hired, like me they were a little lost in finding their way around.

According to them they could find their way around from the kitchen, and how lucky they were when I showed up. From the faint scent I kept picking up, somepony was cooking something. As we walked the scent grew stronger that almost lifted the three of us off our hooves.

Rounding the corner we soon found the kitchen and parted ways, walking into the kitchen I saw Silver was making lunch so I decided to help her. I cut up some tomatoes while Silver made the rest. I never did enjoy cooking for most reasons, to be honest the only times I would cook was if Lightning was hungry and Mrs. Sandy wasn’t around.

I’m more of a see-food chef myself, I see food and I eat it. And that’s why I stayed away from commercials about culinary school. And most restaurants that were hiring for kitchen staff.

Setting the table with sandwiches on my mind and called Lightning in to eat, “Sandwi- I mean- Lightning! Come eat!” Only to realize he might not be able to hear me from where he was.

Stepping out of the kitchen one of the buttlers from before was passing by and had heard me. He gave a nod and took off looking for Lightning, without knowing where to find him causing me to groan. Silver Spoon ensured me that he would find Lightning before too long.

As she had ensured me the butler returned dripping in sweat with Lightning on his back. We all sat down to eat as the butler returned to his duties, or went to take a shower not sure which. Lightning took the chair to my right and Silver, to my left.

We were all familiar with pre-dinner ceremonies, but we had to make sure to say our grace.

It was just common courtesy for all the good we’d experienced that day, “Dear Celestia… We gather here before dinner to eat the food you’ve given us. And one more time, we’d just like to say: thank you for this bounty and everything we’ve ever been blessed with. Amen.”

We dug in faster than anypony else might’ve. Why? Because I’m a see-food chef and Silver was on a see-food diet.

Lightning hid his muzzle behind his hoof as he burped, “Thanks mom. This is really good.” He gave a nervous smile as Silver and I looked at him.

“Thank Silver Spoon, honey. She’s the one who made the sandwiches. All I did was cut the tomatoes and pretend to watch her do the rest.”

He blushed trying not to make eye contact, “Thanks Silver.” I knew he found her pretty, but I found it adorable to see him starting to grow up.

As I took another bite and savored the cucumber salted to perfection he scurried off as Silver Spoon smiled and nodded her head, munching down on thin carrot slices julienned just right. What else could I say, she knew how to make a meal. The addition of garlic and sauteed onions was probably my favorite part.

When I finished, I glanced over and set my eyes on her. Silver Spoon, not bad at all really. In fact she was rather easy on the eyes.

Hoping not to keep up the awkward silence I took a sip from my glass of water, “So Silver. What have you been up to?”

She shared a glance, smiling absently with bulging cheeks.

Of course, she swallowed before talking, “Just hanging around town looking for somepony to talk to. You know, the usual.” She giggled a little as she hid behind her hoof. “It gets pretty lonely around here.”

Just then, I batted my eyelashes something strong. And, thankfully, she did the same. We spent the last few minutes just going back and forth until Lightning gave us uncomfortable looks.

“Well I bet you're glad that I’m moving in~” I teased as I got up and put my plate away, passing her one more glance as I began skipping away