Author's Note

I finally wrote something for this story, the one I originally planned on fleshing out before 'little pony' popped into my mind

Anyways, I've already fixed the mistakes in that story. I just haven't found the time to upload them.

Chapter 5

Flying as fast as she could through the darkening sky, the two pegasus finally made it to the generously sized cloud house she lived in with her mom. The taller of the two reached into an oddly placed potted plant near the front door and hoofed out a key from inside it. She unlocked the door and pressed forwards a little harder than usual, though regretting it slightly as Butterscotch flinched at the noise.

Rainbow Dash was slightly disappointed yet not surprised that her mom wasn’t home whenever she slammed the door open, having been told before hoof that her mother had gotten the day off. She set down her yellow friend a few feet inside before turning back towards the door, shutting it, and reaching up to lock it. Suspicion arose when she didn’t hear the hoofsteps or her name being called out by her mom, she let out a call and waited for a few moments though obviously as it would seem, and by the note, she just found that her mom had to actually go into work today. She squinted her eyes in a slight show of annoyance but dropped it once she looked over at her timid friend sitting in a ball, there was no time to be angry when she had to attend to her traumatized and injured friend. Quickly closing the distance between them, she nudged him slightly with her hoof to get his attention, smiling softly as his head slowly lifted and turned towards her.

“My mom isn’t home so i’ll have to help clean you up, cmon.”

Her usual nature was always filled with a lack of patience and was always trying to speed things up, but as of recently when ever she befriended this little pegasus it had her two sides conflicting with each other. There was one side that couldn’t support having an emotional and timid friend at all times, but then there was the side that enjoyed it, not that she didn’t enjoy his company in totality. He was a great friend once you got to know him, but sometimes it’s the personality that is difficult to get around.

She sighed once more, what even was she talking about? She pushed away those thoughts and focused on the now, calmly leading her friend towards the bathroom with the intent to try and at least fix the bruises and scrapes he had. Passing by the tons upon tons of trophies lining the hallway they passed, she didn’t pay it much attention though found herself curious once she found Butterscotch to be glancing at them. Letting out a small joke at her own expense “now you see this is what I meant when I said I was really good at hitting my head.” chuckling slightly as she saw the smallest of smiles form on his face.

Once the two of them reached the end of the hallway, she walked up towards the door and opened it, giving entry to the bathroom for the both of them. It was rather spacious than it seemed from the outside, she’d always take a step back and take in the room in its entirety when she was younger than she was now. She hovered up and flicked on the bathroom lights, of course, she’d been already describing the room when neither of them could actually see what was inside, she sighed mentally. Shaking her head she landed back down and turned to him, motioning to the top of the counter with her head.

“Alright, let’s get you up there.”

Without much of a noise, she placed both of her hooves under his arms litany and easily hoisting him up. Before hovering up once more and placing him up onto the counter, turning away and then reaching up towards the medicine cabinet. A thought came to her head as she tried to find the right bottle to use.

'I should measure Butters later, just to see how much he weighs exactly.. it's a stretch, even for me, to be able to bodily pick him up like that. But that can wait, I think I-'

"Aha!"

Pushing aside what she originally had in mind, she grasped a brown bottle and set it down behind her. She took a second to steal a glance at her friend, being able to actually take in the full battered appearance as opposed to when they were covered in darkness.

Her halted anger popped up once again at the sight, eyes narrowing almost immediately than just as quickly faltering. Her timid friend having flinched back from the sight, she felt a twinge at her chest. Agreeing that she would justify her anger in an alley sometime in the near future.

"I'm sorry Scotch, just a little peeved." She would calmly say before setting down the bottle. Reaching back Into the cabinet and easily finding the first aid kit kept in there. From experience, of course.

"I'm sorry."

With a huff she faced away from the cabinet and approached him, sitting down across from him and setting the kit between them. Giving him a look as she flipped open the lid and looked for what she needed "listen, I know its secondhoof for you to apologize. But you've got to stop when it comes to every little thing, alright?".

He tilted his head in slight confusion at the comment before turning his gaze downwards.

"..oh.."

"It's not your fault that you're being treated like this, not at all." She finished that statement with a bit of venom in her voice as she pulled out a cotton ball, grabbing the bottle with an offhand and getting ready for what she was about to do.

"You have nothing to apologize for and no one to apologize to, especially the ones who treat you like crap!" She stopped and tried to compose herself, not wanting to get too aggressive and scare the small colt.

"It just.. makes me feel weird when you do that? Like, I don't get it. But it's not something that's deserved.. especially after all of this " She stated while motioning to his appearance, unscrewing the lid of the bottle with her mouth and setting it aside, she gripped the bottle tightly and lightly dabbed the cotton into it.

"But I don't really wanna think about that right now, I just wanna clean you up and relax..sound good?" She finished with a smile pointed in his direction, staring at his lowered gaze for a bit before he finally met her gaze and gave a small smile. Nodding in confirmation, a small blush was attributed to that, making the rainbow haired filly lightly cough at her thoughts.

Moving to change the situation, she set down the bottle and beckoned him closer, it took a few seconds before he mustered the courage to do so. Eyeing the cotton ball in her hoof behind his overcast of messy pink hair, but his trust beat out his fear and he scooted closer to her.

She grinned softly before reaching for his hoof, slowly as to show him what she was doing, then extending it towards her and looking at him. "I'm just going to dab this on your cuts to make sure they don't get infected ok? It won't hurt a bit, you'll just feel some small bubbles."

"Ready?"

He slowly nodded and looked away from what she was doing, she'd quickly dab over the small cuts she found along his hoof before moving onto the next one. After doing so with the rest of the cuts she was able to see, she finished them off by placing Wonderbolt branded bandages onto them.

"Alright, I just need to take a look at your face ok?"

"..ok.."

She disliked how defeated he sounded, much different from his normal self. Though once she focused back on his face she frowned, only one eye was really visible from the way his hair was dropped over.

"I'm just going to brush your hair out of the way so I can see better, ok?" She patiently waited for an answer as his eyes drifted downwards then upwards, looking as if he were debating something mentally. Rainbow Dash had learned to notice this of Butterscotch whenever he was afraid of doing something.

"It's going to be alright, I just need to see if you got any bad bruises on your face or cuts."

"I..ok, please don't overreact…" the colt muttered softly, though she was able to hear it.

"I promise." She nodded and gently pushed his hair to the side, being able to see what would've made her blow up if she hadn't promised to not overreact. His left eye having no cuts as far as she could tell but instead, the tell tale signs of a black eye were visible. But she just couldn't help herself and let out a half controlled exclamation.

"Sweet Celestia Scotch'...a black eye!"

The colt flinched back and his hair fell back over his face and lut of her grasp, she grit her teeth and cursed herself internally. She didn't mean to yell, it just couldn't be held in.

Immediately she started apologizing.

"I'm sorry Butters, it just slipped out. Please forgive me? I swear, I won't yell again.." it was never something she liked doing when it came to other ponies, apologizing. She was too headstrong to do so, but still, when it came to Butterscotch. Her demeanor flipped.

"..s'okay..I know you didn't mean..it" her panicked face changed and brightened up once she heard him, sighing mentally in relief. The last thing she wanted was for Butterscotch to shy away from her like that, it didn't sit right with her. She closed her eyes and spoke "thanks buddy.." before opening them and glancing over his figure.

The yellow colt was facing her once more and was now fiddling his bandaged hooves close to his little chest. Fixing his gaze to meet her eyes before drifting down once more, looking as if he wanted to ask something. But from experience, she could already tell what he wanted and as of this moment, she wouldn't feel right if she denied him.

She outstretched her hooves and waited with a smile, fighting the urge not to let out any uncool noises as she watched his eyes brighten and mouth gape. He stared for a few moments before moving quicker than she'd ever seen him move before, making her stumble back as she caught him and wrapped her arms around him. Trying to ignore the blush forming as he nuzzled her chest, hugging her back as tightly as he could muster.

He whispered "thank you, Rainbow".

She chuckled and took a glance at the mirror, taking in the sight of the two of them and looking herself in the eyes "you're welcome.."

To be continued…