Scootaloo, Why You Have Many Tales!?by ThunderChaserLeeChaptersAll This For A SkateboardCarrot? More Like Care-not!Chickaloo and ScootalooEquation Scootaloo, The Ultimate QuestionAll This For A SkateboardScootaloo was up and ready with her Skateboard, her grinning face glowed. "Hey you guys, watch this!" she yelled to Applebloom and Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo was on a ramp, a large ramp. She was smiling a very happy one. "Are you sure that is safe Scootaloo!?" yelled Sweetie Belle. "Yeah! What if you break your bones? 'Cause if you do, we ain't carrying you!" yelled Applebloom. Scootaloo paid no attention, and readied herself. "Helmet! Check! Knee pads! Check! Elbow pads! Check! Mouth guard! Check! All right, just a couple of more things to check!" said Scootaloo. In the distance, she was saying check every second along with a couple of other words. Finally, she reached one last item. "Skateboard!" She glanced at her skateboard, then at her list, "No check! This one's not so cool. I better find a better one." Scootaloo swarmed down the ramp, climbing the side ladder down. "Hey! I'm gonna go find a better Skateboard, so just wait here!" She arrived in Ponyville, trying to find a Skateboard. She tried and tried, but could not find one. Finally, she found one exclusive super duper skateboard. It was custom painted, slick clean and had a pair of little wings for decoration. "I want it so bad!" Scootaloo latched her face on the glass window that was keeping her and the skateboard away from each other. The store's clerk came out from suspicion and took notice of Scootaloo latching her face on the glass, slobbering all over it. "Woah, kid! That's a glass window from across the world! It'll cost me more than this store to get another!" Scootaloo looked at the clerk and dashed to him, praising him. "Oh kind, kind sir! Please can I get that skateboard! Oh please, please, please!?" The store clerk looked at her and smiled. "Yes you can!" Scootaloo's face widened, her jaw opened, and her eyes widened,"For a price. Wash your slobber off with a clean rag." "Sir yes sir!" Scootaloo saluted the clerk, galloping to a clean rag and grabbing it. As she did, another Pony reached for it. "Hey! What do you think your doing?" said the Construction Pony. "Hey, can I use this rag?" The construction worker looked in the skies, thinking of something, then back at Scootaloo. "If you get me a bottle of cold water, sure. I'm working all day, so I need my hydration." Scootaloo sighed and hurried, tumbling into the Cakes' bakery, reaching for a bottle of water in the fridge. Just then, Mrs. Cake came in. "What are you doing Scootaloo?" "Well, I need this water bottle for a Skateboard!" Mrs. Cake smiled, and thought of an idea. "Well, if you deliver this cake to Filthy Rich the water bottle is yours. He ordered it just a while ago." Scootaloo moaned, then galloped and grabbed the cake Mrs. Cake had pointed out, galloping to Filthy Rich's home. But as she did so, she arrived at a road block. "Oh come on! I need to get over there!" Scootaloo was talking to herself until a Pegasus came flying by. "Hey! Hey you! Can you help me get across this road block!?" The Pegasus looked down, and smiled. "If you can pay me, kid!" Scootaloo thought for a while, and made her mind along with a groan. "Fine, I'll give it to you when I come back from getting paid." And so the Pegasus lifted Scootaloo in the air, dropping her off at Filthy Rich's home. She knocked on his house, and Diamond Tiara came, picking on Scootaloo. "Would you look at this! It's-" "Blah, blah, blah where's your dad!? I need him to check this cake if it's his!" "Miss rude aren't you!? I won't get my daddy until you apologize!" Scootaloo groaned and apologized to her. "Now, give me a gift." said Diamond Tiara. "Here, a flower. Now where's your dad!?" Scootaloo plucked a flower off the ground and handed it to Diamond Tiara. "Hmph! Daddy, you have a guest! And a quite repulsive one!" Diamond Tiara left for her room and Filthy Rich came into the doorway. "Why, hello there Scootaloo! What do you have there in your hooves? Is it my cake?" "Yes sir it is! Now, if you can spare me a gold coin for all my hard work." Filthy Rich just stood there, and grinned. "Well, can you give my daughter this note and cake? I'll surely be happy to give a coin to you. We got in a fight and it's really complicated, so, can you?" Scootaloo did not want to be rude, so she accepted this request and also needed it. She stormed up the steps and plopped in front of Diamond Tiara's door. "Diamond Tiara! Your daddy wants you to have this!" Scootaloo was knocking on Diamond Tiara's door, hard. She placed the cake properly on the ground and left the note as well. She quickly galloped to Filthy Rich and received her coin. She smiled gleefully, and galloped towards the Pegasus that had helped her. "Ok, here's your fair share." Scootaloo handed him a gold coin and he smiled gratefully, lifting Scootaloo over the road block. As Scootaloo arrived to the Cakes' Store, she received her water bottle. She gracefully walked with the bottle and gave it to the Construction worker, he exchanged it for a clean rag. As Scootaloo arrived to the Store with the Skateboard, she cleaned the glass window, clearing all the slobber off. The Store Clerk came out, and saw Scootaloo panting and breathing heavily. "Well now! That must have been an easy task, though it did take your more than an hour, still. Here's your Skateboard!" said the Store Clerk. He handed Scootaloo the Skateboard, and she squealed happily, hugging the Skateboard tightly. She galloped to her ramp, and climbed up the ramp. "Hey, wake up Applebloom! She's going to do it!" said Sweetie Belle. Sweetie Belle was tapping Applebloom to the point where she awoke. "Huh? Where? Oh! Go Scootaloo!" spoke Applebloom. They awaited for what seemed like hours to see Scootaloo skateboard down the ramp and shred the ramp, but she never came down. Applebloom soon spoke. "I don't think she's comin' down." "Yeah, I agree. Let's go check on her." The two stood up and walked onwards the ramp's ladder, climbing it until they reached the top. What they had found was a sleeping Scootaloo and her list of to do today. They looked at each other strangely, then read the note. It read: Find a Cool Skateboard-Check, Do trick-che The two ponies giggled, Scootaloo had not finished writing her word, and they carried Scootaloo down to her house. Her parents were not home yet, so they used the key under the mat and they settled her down on her bed, tucking her in. They smiled at her, and left her home. The two were walking down the paths to end the day, until Sweetie Belle spoke up. "I wonder why she's so tired. All she did was get a Skateboard, I mean, how hard is that?" "She probably got it from the store down there. All she had to do was get the one that was under her bed. Now she's got two of the same Skateboards." said Applebloom. The two laughed at Scootaloo's ridiculous actions, especially after today. Carrot? More Like Care-not!Now everyone must know Scootaloo's arch nemesis, Carrots! From the beginning of time, Scootaloo's hatred of carrots is not well known. Why you say? Well, a carrot is orange, and you can guess all you want about Scootaloo's fur color, but oh well. It all began on a faithful summer day. It was summer break, the Cutie Mark Crusaders were in their treehouse, planning all sorts of wicked plans of love and faith. It wasn't until Applejack had brought them lunch. "Hey Applebloom! I've got your snacks here! I'm bringin' it up!" yelled Applejack. She carried on, bringing their lunch up. "I've got everything yah'll all like, so I'm gonna go back and work on the farm. Yah'll stay safe now. "Okay!" said the Cutie Mark Crusaders. As Applejack left, the three started to enjoy their lunch, eating sandwiches and drinking juice. Until Scootaloo faced her vegetables. "What in the hay is that!?" yelled Scootaloo. Applebloom and Sweetie Belle squealed, they had thought there was a cockroach or such had infested in the tree house, but it was only a carrot. "Is it a cabbage?" said Scootaloo. "No, that's a carrot silly." said Sweetie Belle. "How would you not know what a carrot is? I mean, you have eaten a carrot before, haven't you?" asked Applebloom. Scootaloo shook her head, and stared at the carrot. She stared at it for quite some time, as if she was having a staring contest, (Which was normal in Ponyville). After, Scootaloo took one small bite. The loudest sound of Blech! could be heard from miles away. Scootaloo spat the piece of carrot on the wall so hard, it made a dent. "Carrots? more like Care-not! Blech! That is disgusting! How could any of you stand the taste of that thing!? It's like biting into a tree bark, having the taste of the smell of a sweaty Pony wrestler! And you know how they smell like, right!?" Scootaloo was disgusted, and er friends stared at her with faces of confusion. "If it tastes that bad, then how come we like it?" said Sweetie Belle. She reached for a carrot, engulfing it into her entire mouth. Applebloom followed the same as well. Scootaloo looked at them in horror, throwing up out of the treehouse. The funny thing was, she threw up on Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, but Scootaloo paid no attention. The two fillies ran home, yelling in disgust. "I will never eat a carrot in my life! I'll fight all the carrots, even if it takes my whole life to destroy them all!" Scootaloo closed her eyes, seeking in her imagination of fighting carrots. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scootaloo was a teen mare, her knife was ready for any danger. Equestria had fallen under the arms,(or Roots), of Carrots. Princess Celestia and Princess Luna were imprisoned under the rightful ruling of King Carrot the 100th, (Beacuse most Carrot kings didn't last long dued to the habit of ponies mistaking them as regular carrots.) Scootaloo was an agent of the Awesome Society of Superiority, or the A.S.~ Nevermind this. So, the world is being dominated by carrots, and there is one pony who can resist the powers of the carrots, Scootaloo, Captain of the Fourth Squad. She arrives at Base Zero, with her infantry of ponies. "I've just received word from HQ that they're under attack! I'm gonna need a quick escort there, NOW!" As all the Unicorns gather around Scootaloo to transport her, she readies herself for a battle of the ages. She closes her eyes, and takes a deep breathe in. "Clear!" And so the battle began. Scootalo had opened her eyes, finding herself in HQ. Everything around her was fire and a dead carrot eaten half alive. From the looks of the area, she headed down the Northeast Hall, following all the munched up pieces of carrots. As She does so, she spots King Carrot and his Armada of Revolting Carrots. They were buffed and looked more like a radish than Carrots. "King Carrot! You and your Armada of Radishes- I mean, Carrots are going to be put back where you belong!" spoke Scootaloo. The Carrots were wondering, where exactly. Scootaloo sighed, "Underground! You know, where all plants grow?" All the carrots stood in silence. "Anyways....I'm putting you Carrots- or are you radishes? You vegetables look like Radishes because your so buffed! I mean, look at the size of those roots! You know, I'm just gonna finish this here and now." She approached them with a samurai sword she caught that surprisingly fell out of the sky. She galloped towards them with the sword in her mouth, yelling in a warrior's way. As she did so, time stopped and- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Scootaloo! Wake up!" yelled Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo opened her eyes and whipped her head forward, hitting her forehead against Sweetie Belle's mouth. "Ow!" yelled the two fillies. Apple Bloom laughed in the background. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle sat in pain, and after some time, pushed the pain aside. "Dang Scootaloo! You fell asleep right after you threw up on Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon! Then you started talking about Carrots and fighting carrots. It was crazy." spoke Apple Bloom. "Ywep. Ywou were wike, hidding de aiwr wike cwazy!" said Sweetie Belle. Her lower lip was huge, and her speach was slurred. "It, was, AWESOME! I was fighting a whole bunch of carrots that were evil! They were like, POW, and, PEW! You guys should have been there!" The Cutie Mark Crusaders laughed, ending another fun filled day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the outside, King Carrot the 1st used his binoculars to spot Scootaloo in the tree house. Behind him were his Armada of Carrots. "See that Pegasus?" King Carrot pointed at Scootaloo as she rubbed her forehead,"We'll get her one day. I'll handle her personally, even after eating my son's head off! Did you see her spit him on the wall? And he was still alive! They'll all pay! Every single one of them! Bahahahahaha!" Chickaloo and ScootalooScootaloo awoke in her bed, along with a her baby chick. She yawned and stretched, frolicking in her bed, soon awakening the chick. "Oh. Sorry Chickaloo. Here, go back to sleep." Scootaloo was comforting the baby chicken, wrapping it in a blandet of warm wool. After, she jumped down and groomed herself. She looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled. She turned and stared at the sleeping chick. It's orange feathers were fluffy, so fluffy the feeling of cuddling it would be very amazing. "It feels like it was yesterday I found you, Chickaloo." And in particular, it was just two days ago that Scootaloo had found it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scootaloo was with Fluttershy and the rest of the Cutie Mark Crusaders, as to which Fluttershy was watching over them for the night. The day was going smooth, until Twilight had emerged out of the darkness, entering Fluttershy's home. "Eek! Burglar!" Fluttershy hid behind the couch, shivering in fear and startled by the Pony. "Fluttershy, it's just me, Twilight? Nevermind that, can I experiment with one of your chickens?" said Twilight. Fluttershy emerged from the couch, thanking to herself it wasn't a burglar, and nodded to Twilight. "Thanks Fluttershy!" As she left the house, the C.M.C had overheard Twilight's experiment and got out of bed, fixing the bed with various items n the room, making it look as if the three were sleeping in it. "Come on girls. We're going to be late." whispered Scootaloo. The three were making a rope line to go down the window. It was made with several blankets that were in the closet. As they did so, Scootaloo grabbed the rope, jumping out of the window, as if she was doing a daredevil stunt. She landed safely on the ground, and to her amazement, all in one piece! "Are you crazy Scootaloo?" said Sweetie Belle. "Yeah, you could've broke a bone or somethin'!" said Apple Bloom. Scootaloo ignored them, and taunted them to come down in a fast but quiet motion. Apple Bloom had gone down, and Sweetie Belle's turn came. "Come on Sweetie Belle! hurry!" whispered Scootaloo. Sweetie Belle looked down, and prayed. After, she finally slid down on the rope of blankets, but slowly. "Sweetie Belle, can't you go any faster?" said Scootaloo. "I'm trying!" whispered Sweetie Belle. The two fillies on the ground waited on the dirt floor for what seemed like forever, until Sweetie Belle finally came down. "Finally!" said Scootaloo. They headed towards Twilight's destination, the chicken coop. As they did so, they found Twilight and Spike practicing spells.(Well, technically just Twilight since Spike was pinning down the chickens.) "Twilight! Do I have to hold the chickens? They smell bad!" said Spike. "Spike, yes you do. Plus, if you don't I'll accidentally hurt something non chicken related. Now hold still." said Twilight. She was casting her spell, and fired away. Spike suddenly lost control of the chicken, and it ran away. The spell kept going, and hit a steel roofing on the ground. It had repelled the spell, sending it towards the C.M.C. As it did, the spell nearlyhit Sweetie Belle, until Scootaloo had pushed her out of the way. "Scootaloo!" yelled Apple Bloom, but it was to late. The spell had already hit Scootaloo, and she stood there, motionless watching her friend twitch in horror and amazement. Twilight had seen what had happened, and soon approached them. As she did so, the spell on Scootaloo had wore away, causing Scootaloo to fly into a tree stump's hole. "Somepony help me!" yelled Scootaloo. Twilight had came to her aid, and pulled her out. She soon placed the C.M.C in a straight line, facing Twilight. "Okay then, what were you girls doing out at night anyways?" said Twilight. No response. Twlight sighed, and patted their heads. "Well, I could always-" "We wanted to see a magic spell." spoke Apple Bloom. "Yeah, that's all we wanted to see Miss Twilight. Please don't get mad at us." said Sweetie Belle. Twilight looked at the two of them, then at Scootaloo. "Do you have something to say Scootaloo?" asked Twilight. "I don't feel right, I mean, I feel alright, but it feels so weird. My mind is going crazy. Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!" Scootaloo was hiccuping left and right, and finally stopped. Twilight looked in confusion, then was about to speak up until something strange happened. *BURP!* Scootaloo had burped loudly and deeply. After quite some time, Twilight spoke up. "Well now, I think I better check on you, Scootaloo." Twilight had just about to cast a spell, until Scootaloo coughed out an egg. It rolled on the floor, finally stopping in front of the four. As this happened, Flttershy had just arrived from all the commotion. "Girls, why are you out here?" asked Fluttershy. "Fluttershy, I think we have more worries than that now. This egg came from Scootaloo." Twilight was showing the egg to Fluttershy, examining it with every move. "I think I should keep the egg." said Scootaloo. The mares and fillies looked at Scootaloo, and then the egg. "It is my egg, I mean, I did cough it up. Can I? Please, oh please, oh please, oh please Twilight?" Twilight looked at her, then gave the egg to Scootaloo. She sighed, then walked off. "If you have any simptons, just come to me Scootaloo!" said Twilight as she left the scene. "Hey, Scootaloo. If that's your chick, what's it's name?" Scootaloo thought for a moment, then found a name. "It's name will be, Eggy!" exclaimed Scootaloo. The two fillies did not think it suited the name, until Fluttershy spoke up. "How about Chickaloo?" Scootaloo shrugged, then accepted Chickaloo. Fluttershy took them into her home, and tucked them into bed, awaiting for tomorrow. As day came, Scootaloo found her eggshell cracked. "Chickaloo? Chickaloo! Where are you Chickaloo?" Scootaloo was searching the entire house, but could not find Chickaloo anywhere. She soon took notice that Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were outside, playing with what seemed like an orange ball. Scootaloo caem outside, only to find a baby orange chick. "Hey, what is that?" asked Scootaloo. "It's your chick, mommy chicken!" teased the two fillies. They begun to laugh. The orange chick waddled to Scootaloo, and was rubbing itself to Scootaloo. "Wait, this is Chickaloo?" asked Scootaloo. The two fillies nodded in laughter, and Scootaloo looked at Chickaloo. She smiled greatly, and carried Chickaloo in her hooves, walking into Ponyville. She was introducing Chickaloo to everypony that she knew and saw. Finally, she reached to Twlight's home. It was nearly night, and Scootaloo was about to introduce Chiackaloo to one more pony. "Twilight! Look! It's Chickaloo, the chick you made me cough up! Isn't he a real cutie?" said Scootaloo. She was talking to Twilight and was holding Chickaloo up to her face. "A chick? But I casted a spell to make chickens make more eggs, I don't get it." Twilight sighed. "Well, life's a mystery. Treat him with care Scootaloo!" Twilight closed the door as Scootaloo left, waving back to Twilight. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scootaloo kissed the little chick on the head, and then smiled happily at it. "Scootaloo and Chickaloo, the greatest combo ever." whispered Scootaloo. Equation Scootaloo, The Ultimate QuestionSchool for Scootaloo was quite easy, but as well as it is different. She was good at reading, writing, science, and history. The only problem, Math! The words Math shake in her mind, for somehow her brain does not cooperate with such things. Over the past days, she studies much of math, and learns there are way so many numbers in the galaxies of galaxies. "Alright class! Who can give me the answer to number five?" said Miss Cherilee. It was near the end of today's School Time, Miss Cherilee was giving the fillies questions, all was the same. All the students did not raise their hands, but instead stared at each other and pointed, meaning none of them knew the answer. Miss Cherilee groaned and sighed in disapproval. "Alright, so who's going to answer this question? Silver Spoon? Snails? Featherweight? Anypony?" No Response. "Come on! If you answer it you'll get a lollipop!" No Response. "And a peppermint." Still No Response. "Ugh. Fine. And you won't get homework for a whole week." And then all fillies started to get into work. The sounds of pencil scratching on paper was heard left and right. There was one peculiar area that the scratching of pencil was not made, and that peculiar place was Scootaloo's desk. "Scootaloo, aren't you gonna figure the question out?" said Applebloom. "Yeah, why are you not figureing it out?" said Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo was lying her back on the school chair, relaxing herself. Then, she spoke. She was whispering to them. "To tell you the truth, I already know the answer. It's 5." The other two gasped. "Really! It's actually 5?" spoke the two ponies. They spoke at the same time. "If you know the answer, then you could show us Scootaloo." said Miss Cherilee. The fillies wondered how in the hay did she know what they were saying. "Girls, I know what you were saying. Remember, I can lip read? How could you not remember this when I personally told you fillies?" The fillies had forgotten this fact. In fact, it was just about two days ago. Scootaloo was whispering words that no pony could hear. As she did so, Miss Cherilee wrote down a couple of questions, and Scootaloo whispered answers to the surrounding fillies. As she did so, Miss Cherilee had made her answer all the questions on the board. The funny thing was, she got all of them incorrect. But now, she had to answer this one question, the question of fate. "Well........ First! You have to add 2 and 3, which gives you 5!" The class clapped, and Miss Cherilee smiled, but something unexpected happened. "Hey! I'm not finished yet! Now, you must add pi to the answer, which is approximately 3.14159265359!" "How did you know that's the right amount for pi Scootaloo?" asked Miss Cherilee. "I copied it down on my hoof. It was written in the textbook, see!" Scootaloo held up a big math textbook that was meant for adults to learn higher parts of math. "So anyways, after that you get 8.14159265359! Then you must subtract it by .14159265359, which you then get 8! Now then, you must then add 100 and subtract it by negative-" As Scootaloo started giving the class random equations and numbers, she also wrote down the numbers on the board. Both the sounds of chalk scratching on the board were made and the sound of chalkboard erasers pounding on the board were made. As time passed, she had been talking up in front of the class so long, the filly students had practically fallen asleep on their desks. Even Miss Cherilee fell asleep, she was sleeping on the floor near by Scootaloo's backpack. As the time passed, the bell suddenly rang, awakening everyone in a shock. DING! "And at last! You get the answer, 5. Voila!" Scootaloo turned from the board, it was covered in white scribbles. As she turned, she found everyone to be awakening from sleeping. "Aw man! Did you all have to be sleeping? Do I have to tell all of you how to do the question again?" said Scootaloo. "NO!" yelled all the students. "Sheesh. Okay then, if that's what you all want." said Scotaloo. "Alright, class, it's time to leave class!" said Miss Cherilee. She was yawning and stretching off of the floor."And for Scootaloo, see me when everypony leaves." As all the fillies left, Miss Cherilee aproached Scootaloo's desk instead of Scootaloo coming to her. "Scootaloo, how did you get all those numbers and finally get 5, again? It was just a simple adding equation." "Oh, well I wanted to show you that I've been studying math! I've learned so much that I know every single number! Well, not entirely every number, but anyways. Did you know there's a jajillion? It's right after the hinjillion. That's the highest number I've reached to." Miss Cherilee smiled, and gave Scootaloo a pat on the head. "Well, I guess your smarter than me! You should be teaching the class instead of me." Both the mare and filly laughed. "Really?" said Scootaloo. "No, not really. Now gallop along." said Miss Cherilee. Scootaloo was excused, and Miss Cherilee looked out her window, seeing Scootaloo meeting her two other friends that were awaiting for her. They started walking home, and talked the silence away. "Why'd you write all those numbers Scootaloo? There were, like, so many!" said Apple Bloom. "Yeah! Why did you? I don't even think it's possible to get all those numbers. I mean, the answer was just a 5." spoke Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo smiled, then spoke. "I didn't finish my homework, so I tried killing time. Hopefully Miss Cherilee will forget it." The three fillies laughed about their homework, since Scootaloo was the only one to not finish her homework. "Hey, where is your homework Scootaloo?" asked Apple Bloom. "Yeah, where is it?" asked Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo shrugged, not worried about it. "I think I left it home." said Scootaloo, "Under my bed." As the fillies walked home, a slip of paper slipped from Scootaloo's bag. It read: I've already checked your homework Scootaloo! Don't think you can fool me next time! Love, Miss Cherilee.
All This For A SkateboardScootaloo was up and ready with her Skateboard, her grinning face glowed. "Hey you guys, watch this!" she yelled to Applebloom and Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo was on a ramp, a large ramp. She was smiling a very happy one. "Are you sure that is safe Scootaloo!?" yelled Sweetie Belle. "Yeah! What if you break your bones? 'Cause if you do, we ain't carrying you!" yelled Applebloom. Scootaloo paid no attention, and readied herself. "Helmet! Check! Knee pads! Check! Elbow pads! Check! Mouth guard! Check! All right, just a couple of more things to check!" said Scootaloo. In the distance, she was saying check every second along with a couple of other words. Finally, she reached one last item. "Skateboard!" She glanced at her skateboard, then at her list, "No check! This one's not so cool. I better find a better one." Scootaloo swarmed down the ramp, climbing the side ladder down. "Hey! I'm gonna go find a better Skateboard, so just wait here!" She arrived in Ponyville, trying to find a Skateboard. She tried and tried, but could not find one. Finally, she found one exclusive super duper skateboard. It was custom painted, slick clean and had a pair of little wings for decoration. "I want it so bad!" Scootaloo latched her face on the glass window that was keeping her and the skateboard away from each other. The store's clerk came out from suspicion and took notice of Scootaloo latching her face on the glass, slobbering all over it. "Woah, kid! That's a glass window from across the world! It'll cost me more than this store to get another!" Scootaloo looked at the clerk and dashed to him, praising him. "Oh kind, kind sir! Please can I get that skateboard! Oh please, please, please!?" The store clerk looked at her and smiled. "Yes you can!" Scootaloo's face widened, her jaw opened, and her eyes widened,"For a price. Wash your slobber off with a clean rag." "Sir yes sir!" Scootaloo saluted the clerk, galloping to a clean rag and grabbing it. As she did, another Pony reached for it. "Hey! What do you think your doing?" said the Construction Pony. "Hey, can I use this rag?" The construction worker looked in the skies, thinking of something, then back at Scootaloo. "If you get me a bottle of cold water, sure. I'm working all day, so I need my hydration." Scootaloo sighed and hurried, tumbling into the Cakes' bakery, reaching for a bottle of water in the fridge. Just then, Mrs. Cake came in. "What are you doing Scootaloo?" "Well, I need this water bottle for a Skateboard!" Mrs. Cake smiled, and thought of an idea. "Well, if you deliver this cake to Filthy Rich the water bottle is yours. He ordered it just a while ago." Scootaloo moaned, then galloped and grabbed the cake Mrs. Cake had pointed out, galloping to Filthy Rich's home. But as she did so, she arrived at a road block. "Oh come on! I need to get over there!" Scootaloo was talking to herself until a Pegasus came flying by. "Hey! Hey you! Can you help me get across this road block!?" The Pegasus looked down, and smiled. "If you can pay me, kid!" Scootaloo thought for a while, and made her mind along with a groan. "Fine, I'll give it to you when I come back from getting paid." And so the Pegasus lifted Scootaloo in the air, dropping her off at Filthy Rich's home. She knocked on his house, and Diamond Tiara came, picking on Scootaloo. "Would you look at this! It's-" "Blah, blah, blah where's your dad!? I need him to check this cake if it's his!" "Miss rude aren't you!? I won't get my daddy until you apologize!" Scootaloo groaned and apologized to her. "Now, give me a gift." said Diamond Tiara. "Here, a flower. Now where's your dad!?" Scootaloo plucked a flower off the ground and handed it to Diamond Tiara. "Hmph! Daddy, you have a guest! And a quite repulsive one!" Diamond Tiara left for her room and Filthy Rich came into the doorway. "Why, hello there Scootaloo! What do you have there in your hooves? Is it my cake?" "Yes sir it is! Now, if you can spare me a gold coin for all my hard work." Filthy Rich just stood there, and grinned. "Well, can you give my daughter this note and cake? I'll surely be happy to give a coin to you. We got in a fight and it's really complicated, so, can you?" Scootaloo did not want to be rude, so she accepted this request and also needed it. She stormed up the steps and plopped in front of Diamond Tiara's door. "Diamond Tiara! Your daddy wants you to have this!" Scootaloo was knocking on Diamond Tiara's door, hard. She placed the cake properly on the ground and left the note as well. She quickly galloped to Filthy Rich and received her coin. She smiled gleefully, and galloped towards the Pegasus that had helped her. "Ok, here's your fair share." Scootaloo handed him a gold coin and he smiled gratefully, lifting Scootaloo over the road block. As Scootaloo arrived to the Cakes' Store, she received her water bottle. She gracefully walked with the bottle and gave it to the Construction worker, he exchanged it for a clean rag. As Scootaloo arrived to the Store with the Skateboard, she cleaned the glass window, clearing all the slobber off. The Store Clerk came out, and saw Scootaloo panting and breathing heavily. "Well now! That must have been an easy task, though it did take your more than an hour, still. Here's your Skateboard!" said the Store Clerk. He handed Scootaloo the Skateboard, and she squealed happily, hugging the Skateboard tightly. She galloped to her ramp, and climbed up the ramp. "Hey, wake up Applebloom! She's going to do it!" said Sweetie Belle. Sweetie Belle was tapping Applebloom to the point where she awoke. "Huh? Where? Oh! Go Scootaloo!" spoke Applebloom. They awaited for what seemed like hours to see Scootaloo skateboard down the ramp and shred the ramp, but she never came down. Applebloom soon spoke. "I don't think she's comin' down." "Yeah, I agree. Let's go check on her." The two stood up and walked onwards the ramp's ladder, climbing it until they reached the top. What they had found was a sleeping Scootaloo and her list of to do today. They looked at each other strangely, then read the note. It read: Find a Cool Skateboard-Check, Do trick-che The two ponies giggled, Scootaloo had not finished writing her word, and they carried Scootaloo down to her house. Her parents were not home yet, so they used the key under the mat and they settled her down on her bed, tucking her in. They smiled at her, and left her home. The two were walking down the paths to end the day, until Sweetie Belle spoke up. "I wonder why she's so tired. All she did was get a Skateboard, I mean, how hard is that?" "She probably got it from the store down there. All she had to do was get the one that was under her bed. Now she's got two of the same Skateboards." said Applebloom. The two laughed at Scootaloo's ridiculous actions, especially after today.
Carrot? More Like Care-not!Now everyone must know Scootaloo's arch nemesis, Carrots! From the beginning of time, Scootaloo's hatred of carrots is not well known. Why you say? Well, a carrot is orange, and you can guess all you want about Scootaloo's fur color, but oh well. It all began on a faithful summer day. It was summer break, the Cutie Mark Crusaders were in their treehouse, planning all sorts of wicked plans of love and faith. It wasn't until Applejack had brought them lunch. "Hey Applebloom! I've got your snacks here! I'm bringin' it up!" yelled Applejack. She carried on, bringing their lunch up. "I've got everything yah'll all like, so I'm gonna go back and work on the farm. Yah'll stay safe now. "Okay!" said the Cutie Mark Crusaders. As Applejack left, the three started to enjoy their lunch, eating sandwiches and drinking juice. Until Scootaloo faced her vegetables. "What in the hay is that!?" yelled Scootaloo. Applebloom and Sweetie Belle squealed, they had thought there was a cockroach or such had infested in the tree house, but it was only a carrot. "Is it a cabbage?" said Scootaloo. "No, that's a carrot silly." said Sweetie Belle. "How would you not know what a carrot is? I mean, you have eaten a carrot before, haven't you?" asked Applebloom. Scootaloo shook her head, and stared at the carrot. She stared at it for quite some time, as if she was having a staring contest, (Which was normal in Ponyville). After, Scootaloo took one small bite. The loudest sound of Blech! could be heard from miles away. Scootaloo spat the piece of carrot on the wall so hard, it made a dent. "Carrots? more like Care-not! Blech! That is disgusting! How could any of you stand the taste of that thing!? It's like biting into a tree bark, having the taste of the smell of a sweaty Pony wrestler! And you know how they smell like, right!?" Scootaloo was disgusted, and er friends stared at her with faces of confusion. "If it tastes that bad, then how come we like it?" said Sweetie Belle. She reached for a carrot, engulfing it into her entire mouth. Applebloom followed the same as well. Scootaloo looked at them in horror, throwing up out of the treehouse. The funny thing was, she threw up on Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, but Scootaloo paid no attention. The two fillies ran home, yelling in disgust. "I will never eat a carrot in my life! I'll fight all the carrots, even if it takes my whole life to destroy them all!" Scootaloo closed her eyes, seeking in her imagination of fighting carrots. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scootaloo was a teen mare, her knife was ready for any danger. Equestria had fallen under the arms,(or Roots), of Carrots. Princess Celestia and Princess Luna were imprisoned under the rightful ruling of King Carrot the 100th, (Beacuse most Carrot kings didn't last long dued to the habit of ponies mistaking them as regular carrots.) Scootaloo was an agent of the Awesome Society of Superiority, or the A.S.~ Nevermind this. So, the world is being dominated by carrots, and there is one pony who can resist the powers of the carrots, Scootaloo, Captain of the Fourth Squad. She arrives at Base Zero, with her infantry of ponies. "I've just received word from HQ that they're under attack! I'm gonna need a quick escort there, NOW!" As all the Unicorns gather around Scootaloo to transport her, she readies herself for a battle of the ages. She closes her eyes, and takes a deep breathe in. "Clear!" And so the battle began. Scootalo had opened her eyes, finding herself in HQ. Everything around her was fire and a dead carrot eaten half alive. From the looks of the area, she headed down the Northeast Hall, following all the munched up pieces of carrots. As She does so, she spots King Carrot and his Armada of Revolting Carrots. They were buffed and looked more like a radish than Carrots. "King Carrot! You and your Armada of Radishes- I mean, Carrots are going to be put back where you belong!" spoke Scootaloo. The Carrots were wondering, where exactly. Scootaloo sighed, "Underground! You know, where all plants grow?" All the carrots stood in silence. "Anyways....I'm putting you Carrots- or are you radishes? You vegetables look like Radishes because your so buffed! I mean, look at the size of those roots! You know, I'm just gonna finish this here and now." She approached them with a samurai sword she caught that surprisingly fell out of the sky. She galloped towards them with the sword in her mouth, yelling in a warrior's way. As she did so, time stopped and- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Scootaloo! Wake up!" yelled Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo opened her eyes and whipped her head forward, hitting her forehead against Sweetie Belle's mouth. "Ow!" yelled the two fillies. Apple Bloom laughed in the background. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle sat in pain, and after some time, pushed the pain aside. "Dang Scootaloo! You fell asleep right after you threw up on Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon! Then you started talking about Carrots and fighting carrots. It was crazy." spoke Apple Bloom. "Ywep. Ywou were wike, hidding de aiwr wike cwazy!" said Sweetie Belle. Her lower lip was huge, and her speach was slurred. "It, was, AWESOME! I was fighting a whole bunch of carrots that were evil! They were like, POW, and, PEW! You guys should have been there!" The Cutie Mark Crusaders laughed, ending another fun filled day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the outside, King Carrot the 1st used his binoculars to spot Scootaloo in the tree house. Behind him were his Armada of Carrots. "See that Pegasus?" King Carrot pointed at Scootaloo as she rubbed her forehead,"We'll get her one day. I'll handle her personally, even after eating my son's head off! Did you see her spit him on the wall? And he was still alive! They'll all pay! Every single one of them! Bahahahahaha!"
Chickaloo and ScootalooScootaloo awoke in her bed, along with a her baby chick. She yawned and stretched, frolicking in her bed, soon awakening the chick. "Oh. Sorry Chickaloo. Here, go back to sleep." Scootaloo was comforting the baby chicken, wrapping it in a blandet of warm wool. After, she jumped down and groomed herself. She looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled. She turned and stared at the sleeping chick. It's orange feathers were fluffy, so fluffy the feeling of cuddling it would be very amazing. "It feels like it was yesterday I found you, Chickaloo." And in particular, it was just two days ago that Scootaloo had found it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scootaloo was with Fluttershy and the rest of the Cutie Mark Crusaders, as to which Fluttershy was watching over them for the night. The day was going smooth, until Twilight had emerged out of the darkness, entering Fluttershy's home. "Eek! Burglar!" Fluttershy hid behind the couch, shivering in fear and startled by the Pony. "Fluttershy, it's just me, Twilight? Nevermind that, can I experiment with one of your chickens?" said Twilight. Fluttershy emerged from the couch, thanking to herself it wasn't a burglar, and nodded to Twilight. "Thanks Fluttershy!" As she left the house, the C.M.C had overheard Twilight's experiment and got out of bed, fixing the bed with various items n the room, making it look as if the three were sleeping in it. "Come on girls. We're going to be late." whispered Scootaloo. The three were making a rope line to go down the window. It was made with several blankets that were in the closet. As they did so, Scootaloo grabbed the rope, jumping out of the window, as if she was doing a daredevil stunt. She landed safely on the ground, and to her amazement, all in one piece! "Are you crazy Scootaloo?" said Sweetie Belle. "Yeah, you could've broke a bone or somethin'!" said Apple Bloom. Scootaloo ignored them, and taunted them to come down in a fast but quiet motion. Apple Bloom had gone down, and Sweetie Belle's turn came. "Come on Sweetie Belle! hurry!" whispered Scootaloo. Sweetie Belle looked down, and prayed. After, she finally slid down on the rope of blankets, but slowly. "Sweetie Belle, can't you go any faster?" said Scootaloo. "I'm trying!" whispered Sweetie Belle. The two fillies on the ground waited on the dirt floor for what seemed like forever, until Sweetie Belle finally came down. "Finally!" said Scootaloo. They headed towards Twilight's destination, the chicken coop. As they did so, they found Twilight and Spike practicing spells.(Well, technically just Twilight since Spike was pinning down the chickens.) "Twilight! Do I have to hold the chickens? They smell bad!" said Spike. "Spike, yes you do. Plus, if you don't I'll accidentally hurt something non chicken related. Now hold still." said Twilight. She was casting her spell, and fired away. Spike suddenly lost control of the chicken, and it ran away. The spell kept going, and hit a steel roofing on the ground. It had repelled the spell, sending it towards the C.M.C. As it did, the spell nearlyhit Sweetie Belle, until Scootaloo had pushed her out of the way. "Scootaloo!" yelled Apple Bloom, but it was to late. The spell had already hit Scootaloo, and she stood there, motionless watching her friend twitch in horror and amazement. Twilight had seen what had happened, and soon approached them. As she did so, the spell on Scootaloo had wore away, causing Scootaloo to fly into a tree stump's hole. "Somepony help me!" yelled Scootaloo. Twilight had came to her aid, and pulled her out. She soon placed the C.M.C in a straight line, facing Twilight. "Okay then, what were you girls doing out at night anyways?" said Twilight. No response. Twlight sighed, and patted their heads. "Well, I could always-" "We wanted to see a magic spell." spoke Apple Bloom. "Yeah, that's all we wanted to see Miss Twilight. Please don't get mad at us." said Sweetie Belle. Twilight looked at the two of them, then at Scootaloo. "Do you have something to say Scootaloo?" asked Twilight. "I don't feel right, I mean, I feel alright, but it feels so weird. My mind is going crazy. Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup!" Scootaloo was hiccuping left and right, and finally stopped. Twilight looked in confusion, then was about to speak up until something strange happened. *BURP!* Scootaloo had burped loudly and deeply. After quite some time, Twilight spoke up. "Well now, I think I better check on you, Scootaloo." Twilight had just about to cast a spell, until Scootaloo coughed out an egg. It rolled on the floor, finally stopping in front of the four. As this happened, Flttershy had just arrived from all the commotion. "Girls, why are you out here?" asked Fluttershy. "Fluttershy, I think we have more worries than that now. This egg came from Scootaloo." Twilight was showing the egg to Fluttershy, examining it with every move. "I think I should keep the egg." said Scootaloo. The mares and fillies looked at Scootaloo, and then the egg. "It is my egg, I mean, I did cough it up. Can I? Please, oh please, oh please, oh please Twilight?" Twilight looked at her, then gave the egg to Scootaloo. She sighed, then walked off. "If you have any simptons, just come to me Scootaloo!" said Twilight as she left the scene. "Hey, Scootaloo. If that's your chick, what's it's name?" Scootaloo thought for a moment, then found a name. "It's name will be, Eggy!" exclaimed Scootaloo. The two fillies did not think it suited the name, until Fluttershy spoke up. "How about Chickaloo?" Scootaloo shrugged, then accepted Chickaloo. Fluttershy took them into her home, and tucked them into bed, awaiting for tomorrow. As day came, Scootaloo found her eggshell cracked. "Chickaloo? Chickaloo! Where are you Chickaloo?" Scootaloo was searching the entire house, but could not find Chickaloo anywhere. She soon took notice that Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were outside, playing with what seemed like an orange ball. Scootaloo caem outside, only to find a baby orange chick. "Hey, what is that?" asked Scootaloo. "It's your chick, mommy chicken!" teased the two fillies. They begun to laugh. The orange chick waddled to Scootaloo, and was rubbing itself to Scootaloo. "Wait, this is Chickaloo?" asked Scootaloo. The two fillies nodded in laughter, and Scootaloo looked at Chickaloo. She smiled greatly, and carried Chickaloo in her hooves, walking into Ponyville. She was introducing Chickaloo to everypony that she knew and saw. Finally, she reached to Twlight's home. It was nearly night, and Scootaloo was about to introduce Chiackaloo to one more pony. "Twilight! Look! It's Chickaloo, the chick you made me cough up! Isn't he a real cutie?" said Scootaloo. She was talking to Twilight and was holding Chickaloo up to her face. "A chick? But I casted a spell to make chickens make more eggs, I don't get it." Twilight sighed. "Well, life's a mystery. Treat him with care Scootaloo!" Twilight closed the door as Scootaloo left, waving back to Twilight. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scootaloo kissed the little chick on the head, and then smiled happily at it. "Scootaloo and Chickaloo, the greatest combo ever." whispered Scootaloo.
Equation Scootaloo, The Ultimate QuestionSchool for Scootaloo was quite easy, but as well as it is different. She was good at reading, writing, science, and history. The only problem, Math! The words Math shake in her mind, for somehow her brain does not cooperate with such things. Over the past days, she studies much of math, and learns there are way so many numbers in the galaxies of galaxies. "Alright class! Who can give me the answer to number five?" said Miss Cherilee. It was near the end of today's School Time, Miss Cherilee was giving the fillies questions, all was the same. All the students did not raise their hands, but instead stared at each other and pointed, meaning none of them knew the answer. Miss Cherilee groaned and sighed in disapproval. "Alright, so who's going to answer this question? Silver Spoon? Snails? Featherweight? Anypony?" No Response. "Come on! If you answer it you'll get a lollipop!" No Response. "And a peppermint." Still No Response. "Ugh. Fine. And you won't get homework for a whole week." And then all fillies started to get into work. The sounds of pencil scratching on paper was heard left and right. There was one peculiar area that the scratching of pencil was not made, and that peculiar place was Scootaloo's desk. "Scootaloo, aren't you gonna figure the question out?" said Applebloom. "Yeah, why are you not figureing it out?" said Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo was lying her back on the school chair, relaxing herself. Then, she spoke. She was whispering to them. "To tell you the truth, I already know the answer. It's 5." The other two gasped. "Really! It's actually 5?" spoke the two ponies. They spoke at the same time. "If you know the answer, then you could show us Scootaloo." said Miss Cherilee. The fillies wondered how in the hay did she know what they were saying. "Girls, I know what you were saying. Remember, I can lip read? How could you not remember this when I personally told you fillies?" The fillies had forgotten this fact. In fact, it was just about two days ago. Scootaloo was whispering words that no pony could hear. As she did so, Miss Cherilee wrote down a couple of questions, and Scootaloo whispered answers to the surrounding fillies. As she did so, Miss Cherilee had made her answer all the questions on the board. The funny thing was, she got all of them incorrect. But now, she had to answer this one question, the question of fate. "Well........ First! You have to add 2 and 3, which gives you 5!" The class clapped, and Miss Cherilee smiled, but something unexpected happened. "Hey! I'm not finished yet! Now, you must add pi to the answer, which is approximately 3.14159265359!" "How did you know that's the right amount for pi Scootaloo?" asked Miss Cherilee. "I copied it down on my hoof. It was written in the textbook, see!" Scootaloo held up a big math textbook that was meant for adults to learn higher parts of math. "So anyways, after that you get 8.14159265359! Then you must subtract it by .14159265359, which you then get 8! Now then, you must then add 100 and subtract it by negative-" As Scootaloo started giving the class random equations and numbers, she also wrote down the numbers on the board. Both the sounds of chalk scratching on the board were made and the sound of chalkboard erasers pounding on the board were made. As time passed, she had been talking up in front of the class so long, the filly students had practically fallen asleep on their desks. Even Miss Cherilee fell asleep, she was sleeping on the floor near by Scootaloo's backpack. As the time passed, the bell suddenly rang, awakening everyone in a shock. DING! "And at last! You get the answer, 5. Voila!" Scootaloo turned from the board, it was covered in white scribbles. As she turned, she found everyone to be awakening from sleeping. "Aw man! Did you all have to be sleeping? Do I have to tell all of you how to do the question again?" said Scootaloo. "NO!" yelled all the students. "Sheesh. Okay then, if that's what you all want." said Scotaloo. "Alright, class, it's time to leave class!" said Miss Cherilee. She was yawning and stretching off of the floor."And for Scootaloo, see me when everypony leaves." As all the fillies left, Miss Cherilee aproached Scootaloo's desk instead of Scootaloo coming to her. "Scootaloo, how did you get all those numbers and finally get 5, again? It was just a simple adding equation." "Oh, well I wanted to show you that I've been studying math! I've learned so much that I know every single number! Well, not entirely every number, but anyways. Did you know there's a jajillion? It's right after the hinjillion. That's the highest number I've reached to." Miss Cherilee smiled, and gave Scootaloo a pat on the head. "Well, I guess your smarter than me! You should be teaching the class instead of me." Both the mare and filly laughed. "Really?" said Scootaloo. "No, not really. Now gallop along." said Miss Cherilee. Scootaloo was excused, and Miss Cherilee looked out her window, seeing Scootaloo meeting her two other friends that were awaiting for her. They started walking home, and talked the silence away. "Why'd you write all those numbers Scootaloo? There were, like, so many!" said Apple Bloom. "Yeah! Why did you? I don't even think it's possible to get all those numbers. I mean, the answer was just a 5." spoke Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo smiled, then spoke. "I didn't finish my homework, so I tried killing time. Hopefully Miss Cherilee will forget it." The three fillies laughed about their homework, since Scootaloo was the only one to not finish her homework. "Hey, where is your homework Scootaloo?" asked Apple Bloom. "Yeah, where is it?" asked Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo shrugged, not worried about it. "I think I left it home." said Scootaloo, "Under my bed." As the fillies walked home, a slip of paper slipped from Scootaloo's bag. It read: I've already checked your homework Scootaloo! Don't think you can fool me next time! Love, Miss Cherilee.
