Chapter 1: Love Is In The Air
“No, get the fuck away from me you weirdo.” Apple Bloom said in an angered tone.
“Wait Apple Bloom, please. I'm sorry...I can't help that I am this way. Please...don't leave me.” Scootaloo cried out to her friend.
As her best and last friend ran away, Scootaloo laid on the cold ground, crying and talking to herself.
“I'm sorry...I'm so sorry Apple Bloom. I can't help that I love you. I can't stand to be away from you...I...need...you.”
Blackness slowly crept up on Scootaloo. Covering her in darkness, Scootaloo kept crying to herself, hoping that Apple Bloom would come back to her. As the darkness finished covering Scootaloo, she began to scream, but no one heard her cries.
BEEP...BEEP...BEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPP
Scootaloo screamed as her alarm clock woke her up. Scootaloo sat, curled up, in her bed. Her breathing was rapid, and her body was shaking.
“Just a nightmare...good.” Scootaloo said to herself as she got out of her bed.
She looked at her alarm clock, and it read that it was six am. Scootaloo got dressed and walked up to her mirror to see how she looked. On her mirror, stuck a picture of her crush...Apple Bloom. Forgetting about the nightmare that she just had, Scootaloo looked at the image and smiled.
“One day Apple Bloom.” She said to herself. “One day, you're gonna be mine. Who knows though, Valentines Day is coming up pretty soon. Maybe you'll go on a date with me then.”
As Scootaloo said this, she automatically blushed at the thought of going on a date with her best friend and major crush, Apple Bloom. While she was thinking of this, Scootaloo heard her mother call from downstairs.
“Scootaloo, time for breakfast.”
“Coming mom.” Scootaloo said to her mother as she raced out of her room.
“Good morning honey.” Her mom said to her as she saw Scootaloo run down the stairs and into the kitchen.
“Morning mom.” Scootaloo said back.
“So Valentines Day is tomorrow.” Her mother said.
“So?” Scootaloo questioned.
“So...” Her mother continued, “Is there anyone you want to be your valentine?”
As she heard this, Scootaloo spit out the cereal, that she was eating for breakfast, onto the table.
“Wha??? Why are you asking?” Scootaloo said with embarrassment.
“I'm just curious if any boys were taking my little girl out on a date for Valentines Day.”
“Mom, I'm in High School now. I'm not a little girl anymore.” Scootaloo said defensively.
“Alright honey, whatever you say.” Her mother said. “But if there are any boys then--”
“MOM!!!” Scootaloo shouted.
“ I'm just teasing honey. Any ways we'll discuss boys later, right now you have to get out to the bus.”
“Oh shit.” Scootaloo said quietly.
Scootaloo rushed out the door and into the open world. She didn't have to run far to get to her bus stop, but she wanted to talk to Sweetie Belle and especially Apple Bloom. The three high school girls have been friends since they were children. Nothing could separate them. Even through the harshest of times, and the worst of arguments, they always made up in the end.
As Scootaloo headed through her neighborhood, she waved hi to the few people who were actually awake this time of the morning. As Scootaloo got to the bus stop, she saw her two friends, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom waiting for the bus.
“Hey girls.” Scootaloo said.
“Mornin Scootaloo,” Apple Bloom said.
“Good morning,” Sweetie Belle said. “How did you sleep Scootaloo?”
Hearing this question forced Scootaloo to remember the awful dream she had that night. Tears started to fall down Scootaloo's face as the horrific memory of that dream, came back in all of it's severity.
“You ok Scootaloo?” Apple Bloom asked worriedly.
“Yeah, tell us what's wrong.” Sweetie Belle said.
“Oh, it's nothing. Just a bad dream is all.” Scootaloo replied. “But I'd rather not talk about it. After all, it's only a dream. It's not real life.”
“Right...” Both Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom said with confusion.
The bus pulled up and the three friends got on. They all sat down in a seat and Sweetie Bell and Apple Bloom started talking about Valentines Day.
“So” Apple Bloom started. “Are yall ready for Valentines Day?”
“I am.” Sweetie Belle said excitedly. “It is going to be so much fun. I hope we will get lots and lots of candy and flowers this year.”
Canterlot High had a tradition, where the males would give flowers and chocolates to the girls that they liked the day before Valentines Day. If a girl got flowers and chocolates from multiple boys, then the girl would choose which boy would take her on a date. If the girl only got one flower and chocolates from one boy, or if she didn't want to go on a date at all, then she could refuse the flowers and chocolates.
“So who did yall go with last year?” Apple Bloom questioned. “I went with...ah shoot. Can't even 'member the fellas name now.”
“I went with--” Sweetie Belle started but was interrupted by her two friends.
“Button Mash, we know.”
Sweetie Belle blushed as soon as they said that.
“Well...” Sweetie Belle said trying to get the attention off of her, “Who did you go with last year Scootaloo?”
“Uhhh...I...uh...didn't go last year.” Scootaloo said.
“Again?” Apple Bloom asked. “You never go with anyone. You're missin out on so much fun and experience.”
“I know, but guys don't stick out to me...guys at this school.” Scootaloo quickly added to the end of her sentence, so her friends wouldn't find out that she was gay.
“Yall are makin a huge mistake, not taking any offers.” Apple Bloom said. “Do yall want to grow up lonlier than a mule who didn't find his previous love? Or...is there another reason?”
Before Scootaloo could answer, the bus arrived at school. As everyone got off of the bus, they headed over to wait by their first class. The crusaders, as they liked to call themselves, got off of the bus and headed to the cafeteria to get some extra food in them before their long day of prison began.
During Scootaloo's classes, she kept zoning out. She couldn't help but think of anything else except Apple Bloom. Scootaloo noticed that she felt this weird feeling in her stomach getting worse and worse. She didn't know what it was, but being around her friends seemed to help.
As the bell rang for lunch, the crusaders decided to go outside and eat their lunch. They laid down on the grass and ate their lunch. After they finished they started to talk more about the subject of Valentines Day. Scootaloo only hoped that they wouldn't ask her anything about who she hoped would give her flowers and chocolates this year.
After about 30 minutes of talking, the school bell rang and they went to their classes. After they finished their classes, they were all ready to go home Sweetie Belle was going to go home on the bus with them, but Rarity ended up coming by to get her ready for Valentines Day.
“Hey Scootaloo.” Apple Bloom said. “Today do you want to just walk home? It'll take longer to get home than normal, but I think it'll be fun.”
“Uhhh...sure.” Scootaloo said.
As Scootaloo and Apple Bloom walked home, they watched the sun go down. With it being Winter, the days were shorter. They were used to it being light until 7:00 pm, but now the sunset was around 5:00, which is right after they get off of school.
“So, why did you want us to walk home?” Scootaloo asked.
“No real reason.” Apple Bloom replied. “I just wanted to hang out a little longer. My family said that when I get home tonight, I've got a lot of chores to do.”
“So you're just using me as a reason to put off doing your chores?” Scootaloo said with a bit of sadness in her voice.
“What? No.” Apple Bloom said, surprised that Scootaloo even thought that. “What would ever make ya think that. I also want to talk and have fun.”
“Oh...” Scootaloo said embarrassed. “Sorry I thought that.”
“Scootaloo,” Apple Bloom said facing her friend. “Are you okay? All day you've been actin kinda funny. You've also been starin into space. What is goin on inside of your head? I'm really startin to worry bout ya.”
Scootaloo blushed hearing that Apple Bloom was worried about her. But what should she tell her though. It's not like she could tell her what she was really thinking.
“I'm okay Apple Bloom. I guess Valentines Day is tomorrow and I...uhhh...never mind it's not important. The point is that I'm fine. I promise.”
“Okay...if you promise...I guess.” Apple Bloom said even though she didn't believe Scootaloo.
When Scootaloo got home, she went into her room and laid down on her bed. She wrote about her day in her diary, then she went to bed.
Author's Note
Hey everypony. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Not to sure how many chapters there will be. I didn't even plan on going past one, but I realized that I was at about 1500 words, and I thought that I might as well keep going. Also the only time I can type, is when I have a flow of energy and motivation to write. So if I don't update this fanfic, then just assume I have run out of energy to write. If I try to write when I have no motivation or energy, then the story will be awful.
The Pain From One's Own Truth
Chapter 2: The Pain From One's Own Truth
As Scootaloo laid down on her bed, she thought of Apple Bloom, then she felt that weird feeling in her stomach again. It wasn't painful. It's hard to describe how it felt. Scootaloo liked it, but at the same time she wanted it to go away. She thought to ask her mom, but there was only one problem. Scootaloo knew that her liking Apple Bloom made her different from most of the girls at her school. But she didn't know if this feeling was something that everyone felt, or if it was because she was different. In case it was just because she was different, she held off from telling her mother.
“What is this feeling? Is there something wrong with me...or is it something everyone feels once and a while. I don't know, but I need some time to figure it out. I wish I didn't have school tomorrow, then I could spend the day figuring this out.”
And just as if someone heard her wish, her mother came into her room. To tell her the news.
“Hey honey.” Her mother said. “I just heard on the news that there won't be any school tomorrow. Something about them deciding last minute to give everyone a day off for Valentines Day. I think it's to give the kids who have dates, the time to go on those dates.”
Scootaloo took a second to let everything set in. She couldn't believe what she just heard.
“What the actual fuck?” Scootaloo said after her mother left the room. “Is there some magical beast listening into what I'm saying? Whatever, at least I can spend the day solving this stomach issue.
0---000---0
“Hey Scootaloo,” Apple Bloom said. “You know since there is no school today I thought I'd come over and we could spend the day playing video games and eating.”
“Sure thing,” Scootaloo said, “come on in.”
Two hours later
“Hey Apple Bloom,” Scootaloo said, “there's something I need to tell you.”
“What is it Scootaloo?” Apple Bloom asked.
“For a long time now, I've been hiding something from everyone. I never knew how to say it, because I didn't want to ruin the friendships I've made. But basically what I am trying to say is that...I'm gay...and I have a crush on you.”
“Hehehe” Apple Bloom started to laugh as darkness was starting to surround the two girls. “Is that so? Well then Scootaloo, I need you to do me a favor.”
“What's that?”
“Never talk to me again!” Apple Bloom yelled.
“But why?”
“Because you're gay. I don't know how you thought that I could be friends with someone whose gay. You're such a fucking idiot. I hate you and I never want to talk to you again.”
“Apple Bloom...nooooo.”
Beep beep beeeeeeeeeeep
Scootaloo woke up from another bad dream. Once again she was breathing really heavily, but this time, when she woke up, she had that feeling in her stomach. This feeling was actually painful this time. Scootaloo ran to the bathroom as fast as she could. She threw up in the toilet once, then spent the next five minutes crying on the bathroom floor.
“What's going on with me?” Scootaloo asked herself. “What is wrong? Why am I feeling like this? Okay Scootaloo, calm down. Think, what could be causing this.”
After some time thinking, she realized that she only felt this way when she wasn't around Apple Bloom. So she figured that the only way to have this pain stop was to stay away from Apple Bloom for a while, just until her body gets used to not being around Apple Bloom. So Scootaloo set her phone to silent, and made her plans for the day about sleeping.
After an hour of failed attempts at trying to sleep, Scootaloo turned on her phone to see that she had three text messages from Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle.
10 am...Apple Bloom says: Hey Scootaloo. Happy Valentines Day. Sweetie Belle and I are goin to the mall today. Want to come?
10:15 am...Sweetie Belle says: Are you coming to the mall with Apple Bloom and I?
2:45 pm...Apple Bloom says: Scootaloo, sorry you missed out on the mall trip. You feelin okay? We're gettin pretty worried about you.
Scootaloo couldn't handle the feeling in her stomach. The feeling wasn't going away. In fact, it only seemed to be worse. Another three hours went by and Scootaloo checked her phone.
4:30 pm...Sweetie Belle says: Scootaloo...is anyone there? Hello?
4:55 pm...Apple Bloom says: Scootaloo why aren't you talkin to us? Are you mad at us...at me?
5:30 pm...Apple Bloom says: Hey there Scoots. I don't know why ya aren't answerin us. Did I say or do anything on our walk home yesterday? I'm on my way over. I have to talk to you. I'll be over in 10 mins.
Scootaloo's eyes widened and she quickly checked the time. It was now 5:45 pm. Apple Bloom was almost here. Scootaloo was gonna hide, but her mother opened the door.
“Scootaloo?” Her mother questioned. “Apple Bloom came to see you. She and Sweetie Belle have been worried sick about you.”
“Yeah,” Apple Bloom said with a sad voice, “you never answered either of us. Are you mad at us?”
Scootaloo could see the tears streaming down on Apple Bloom's face. This was it. Scootaloo had done the thing that she never wanted to do to anyone. Especially not Apple Bloom. She hurt her. And not just hurt her, she made her cry. Seeing this Apple Bloom started to have tears running down her face as well.
“I'm...I...I'm sorry.” Scootaloo started crying heavily, and ran past both her mother and Apple Bloom. Scootaloo slammed the bathroom door and locked herself in.
“Oh...” her mother complained, “I just don't know what's wrong with that poor girl. Apple Bloom as Scootaloo's mother, I give you permission to search through my daughter's stuff. Just so we can find out what's wrong. I'll go try to get her out of the bathroom.”
“Okay.” Apple Bloom said as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
Apple Bloom started looking through everything. She looked through Scootaloo's closet, her dresser, even under her bed. She was about to give up, but then she noticed something under Scootaloo's pillows. She took what was under the pillow and saw that it was Scootaloo's diary. Apple Bloom didn't want to look through it, but her friend was clearly hurting and she had to figure out why. She opened the book and started reading. After a while she found the problem. She knew for a fact that what she was reading was the problem because it explained so many things. Why Scootaloo never accepted the flowers and chocolates from the boys, why she has been acting strange lately, why Scootaloo never talked about romance...Scootaloo was in love with Apple Bloom.
After reading what she had read, Scootaloo and her mother entered back into the room. Scootaloo saw Apple Bloom reading her diary. Her face went completely red.
“Scootaloo...” Apple Bloom asked, “do you love me?”
All Scootaloo did was allow her tears to start falling again. Then she ran. Scootaloo ran out of the house and out of sight from the two.
“I'll go find her.” Apple Bloom said to Scootaloo's mom. “You just stay here in case she comes back.”
With that Apple Bloom ran off. She didn't know where Scootaloo was, but she had a pretty good idea. She went to the spot where she thought Scootaloo was and she was right. Right at the bus stop where the school bus would pick up Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle every single day. Scootaloo was right there lying on the bench curled up, crying.
“Scootaloo...” Apple Bloom said with a soft and sad tone to her voice.
“Don't even say it, Apple Bloom.” Scootaloo said with a harsh and sad voice. “I already know what you're gonna say. “Oh Scootaloo, you love me. Ewww that's gross. You're a freak Scootaloo. I fucking hate you, you good for nothing, Worthless, piece of horse crap!!!”
With each word that Scootaloo was saying about herself, her voice grew louder and angrier. After she got done, she went straight back to bawling. Apple Bloom was scared and confused. She didn't know what to do or say, so she acted and spoke from her heart. She sat down on the bench next to Scootaloo. Scootaloo didn't even notice her sitting down, until Apple Bloom grabbed her and helped her sit up on the bench.
“Now why do yall think I'd say such...garbage?” Apple Bloom asked. “You're one of my best friends. I can't believe you didn't tell me you were gay. The part about liking me is understandable, because you feared about ruining our friendship, but how in the hay did you think that you bein gay would do anything but strengthen our friendship.”
Scootaloo didn't answer. She started bawling even harder now. Apple Bloom didn't know why, so she continued to speak from her heart.
“Scootaloo...” Apple Bloom said.
Before finishing, she grabbed Scootaloo's head and turned her head to face hers. As the sunset was going down, Apple Bloom planted her lips onto Scootaloo's. After about 5 seconds, Apple Bloom let go of Scootaloo's head and retracted her lips.
“I love you.” Apple Bloom finished what she was going to say earlier. She said it with such a sincere, soft, kind voice. Scootaloo looked up at Apple Bloom and said “What?” Apple Bloom quickly kissed Scootaloo's for head and said, “I love you Scooter, and I always have. I just didn't realize it till now.”
Scootaloo kissed her new girlfriend on the lips again. This time, they held the kiss for a very long time.
“So...” Scootaloo asked, “when will we tell Sweetie Bell about...us?”
“We'll cross that bridge when we get there Scooter, but for now...let's just enjoy the sunset.”
Apple Bloom and Scootaloo sat on the bench, watching the sunset for almost a half hour. Though, they did not speak a word for that half hour, they sat their and cuddled the whole time. When the half hour ended, they kissed each other on the lips one last time, then made their way back home.
Author's Note
Well I actually finished this whole thing tonight. Wow. I am surprised. I like how it ended, and I hope yall did. More importantly, I hope yall enjoyed this story. I am off to bed because I have been typing this story for about 7 hours and it is 3 am...I can't even believe that myself.