Life With Benefits

I woke up with my head in Silvers lap, “Good evening Scootaloo.” She greeted me softly as her hoof slowly ran through my mane.

“Uh hi Silver. Why are we at Oak Heart’s cabins.” I asked unsure of why we had come here, or even how long we would be able to stay.

Silver smiled as she brushed my mane out of my face with her hoof, “Oak Heart Invited us to stay.” She caressed my shoulder and back as I continued to rest on her lap.

Sadly though I couldn’t return to sleep at the moment, I had this suspicious feeling that something was watching me. I looked over my shoulder to see a young filly poking her head out from around the door frame.

“Hi Scoots.” She nervously said, almost as if she hoped I would let her come closer.

I was baffled as to what was going on, “Uh where did you come from?” I asked wondering if the filly I saw truly stood before me.

Prancing into the room, as many young fillies do, she raised herself till she could barely look over the edge of the bed.

“Oak heart teleported me here.” She said looking down past her muzzle, struggling to keep her head above the edge of the bed.

“Telep ta what?” I ask as my head begins to spin.

“Teleported. It means Oak Heart can make me appear wherever he wants me to be. Sometimes it gets annoying, like when he teleported me to the Pig stie to shovel shit.” She groaned while trying to hide her face for a moment.

Oak Heart appeared behind her with a smile on his face, “Oreo you don’t say those words.” His voice was closer to a whisper than anything I had heard.

But even still his words held more weight, and commanding authority than most would understand or even know.

My mind was whirling like crazy causing me to heave, “Simple words if you please.” I ask unsure of how much more I could take.

It wasn’t that I did not understand hardly any of that, it was also some of the medicine the doctors had put me on. One of the side effects was dizziness.

“Scootaloo…” He started to explain, “what I sent Oreo to do was ask you if you could help Lightning get along with the fillies.” His request seemed simple enough, though I still required help getting up and walking around.

Oak Heart walked us to the cabin that the Fillies are staying in, “When I walked in I heard arguing from the back room.” He explained only to be interrupted by shouting from one of the rooms down the hall.

“Yes you do!” Said one trying to be louder, believing it would help the situation.

“Do not!” Replied the other as the two foals bickered like some old married couple.

I instantly knew it was going to be one of those ya ha na ha kind of moments.

I recognized the voices to be Lightning and Little Hoof, “Can you two stop!?” Oak Heart shouted, his voice booming and echoing throughout the building.

The two of them stopped for a moment only for them to start up again as children do, “Little Hoof Started it.” The only bit of fuel to the flame that was needed.

Little Hoof reacted as most foals would, “Did not.” She claimed as she tackled Lightning believing it would help her cause.

Watching them argue and tussle with one another looked cute from where I stood. But even still Oak Heart was right that this needed to come to an end, before somepony got hurt. Nudging Silver Spoon we began to walk towards them.

As we came into sight they both shouted, “Scootaloo!”

“Mommy!” The two foals came running to me, ecstatic to see that I was here.

“See guys I told you she was staying here.” Oreo claimed with a smug look on her face.

Looking at my casts and bandages Little Hoof gently touched them, “Why is she all scared and wearing a wing brace?” Though she was as soft as she could be, I could still feel the sting of her touch.

“She got…” Oak Heart began to explain hoping to keep them from wearing me out too much, “in a little accident.” Though he downplayed the truth quite a bit, I was happy that he willingly kept it simple.

“Scoots are you ok?” Little Hoof asked trying to hug me as softly as she could.

Feeling the sting of her hooves wrapping around me I took a deep breath, “Yes but it still hurts.”

I with held groaning, letting out what air filled my lungs as I talked, “To tell you the truth I really am not fine. In addition to this I have a brace in my back that won't allow me to even bend over to wipe myself.”

Groaning as I felt a little warmth between my legs I thought, ‘Or let alone pleasure myself.’

Sighing I pointed to where my shoulder meets my wing, “On top of that one of my wing joints were replaced so it is very hard to move, so they may as well have cut them off because I will never learn to fly. And lastly both of my back leg joints were replaced and one has a brace on it, so it is very hard just limping around with help. So I know walking will be a challenge. But I knew I was still alive to raise my colt and that's all that matters to me at this point in time..

Looking up at my singed mane Oreo blatantly pointed up at me, “Scoots It looks like you need a Haircut.” I looked up to see my hair in my face knowing she was right.

As I stood there slowly and softly running my hoof through my mane I began to notice a pungent odor, “Uh what's that smell?” I ask hoping it wasn’t me.

With a giggle Oreo pointed, “Little Hoof Wets the bed.”

“Do not.” Little Hoof blushed trying to keep her embarrassment down.

“Oh yes you do.” Oreo Held up her seat causing Little Hoof to blush.

Walking over Silver Spoon kneeled down and tousled Little Hoof’s mane, “Don’t be embarrassed Little Hoof. Scootaloo also wets the bed.”

“You do?” She asked looking over at me,

Now I was the one who was blushing. Hoping no pony asked about it any further.

As Little Hoof continued hugging my leg something dawned on me, “Oh Deer.” I barely whispered as I began to limp.

“What is it Scoots?” Silver Spoon asked trying to get me to holds still for a moment.

“I’ve got to go.” I claimed as I ran out of the room.

“Scootaloo.” Little Hoof called up to me as she held onto my leg.

“I got to get to Sivers old house!” I was frantic in my speech as I tried to move faster, wincing at the pain as it slowly began to build.

“Why!?” Oreo asked trying to catch up to me.

“No Time…” I called back panting as I tried to ignore the pain, “Gotta Run!”

“Scootaloo,” Pixel Scratch called out as he tried to block my path, “You can't be running like that.” At the last second he moved out of my way, mostly from the fear that he could hurt me far more than help me.

‘Shut Up Pixel Scatch!’ I thought to myself feeling the burning aching sensation under the bandages.

Of course my legs and crotch were killing me as the pain grew to unbearable heights, but I knew what I had to do this. Every so often on my trip I would fall over only to feel Silver Spoon catch me. She tried her hardest to carry me, or at the least limp while using her as a brace.

But I was too damn stubborn and focused to get back to her old home. As I rounded the corner I saw the charred remains of her once beautiful home, some of the caution tape was still up as it was still a crime scene. Slipping under the tape I soon made my way over to the door, I bashed the door several times causing it only creak and crack.

Before long I soon broke through the door of the burnt building falling over as I did.

Struggling to get back up I soon I felt Something grab my tail, “Scoots stop!” I saw the tears in Silver’s eyes with Lightning by her side, confused as to what was going on.

“No!” I cried out falling back down, “I’ve got to get my diary.” I tried to crawl back up to my hooves only to feel the pain of my injuries force me back down.

It wasn’t long before Oak Heart appeared before me and lifted me over his back, “Scoots What do you think you're doing. You could have got yourself killed.” He scolded me like a filly as he began to walk back towards the tape line.

Looking at the stairs just down the hall I groaned, “I had to get my stuff…” I whimpered, “my diary is in Silver’s old room, along with my photo album things I can’t replace.”

I could hear him sigh as he walked me away from my goal, “I’m dreadfully sorry about having to stop you then, but in all honesty there’s no telling if any of those things survived the fire.” I began to cry as Little Hoof, Oreo, Pixie Dust, and Compass came running up the hill.

“Scootaloo why did you run off like that?” Oreo asked looking at me with a worried state of shock.

“She had to get her precious items that can’t be replaced, things that hold memories and sentimental value.” Silver said walking over to me to check if I was alright while ensuring she kept Lightning Blitz calm and safe.

I soon passed out to the pain of my injuries as tears fell from my muzzle. I was so close, but Oak Heart was right. The odds they survived the fire were slim, all those precious years raising Lightning.

His first steps, his recorded first words, the first time Rainbow Dash held him. All of it gone before I even knew it.

It was several hours before I woke back up with Valentine sitting next to me, “Oak Heart was only half right. The odds that they were burned up and lost forever was a possibility.” I knew who she was from several meetings with Oak Heart, she was his lover, his mare friend.

“But enough of these books managed to survive, that a complex variant of the restoration spell managed to restore them to pristine condition.” Sliding the books over to me she opened up the photo album, “How many times did Lightning kick Rainbow Dash before he stopped?” She and I had a small laugh looking at his tiny hooves just trying to push Rainbow’s face away as he smiled.