Scootaloo's misconception

by vinnii

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Romance, Sex, Comedy, Scootaloo, Slice of Life
Length: 4397

Things get a little juicy for Rainbow Dash in the living room. Scootaloo's at a sleepover, so she's got nothing too worry about, or at least that's where she's supposed to be.

Scootaloo and the cutie mark crusader's are having a sleepover. They've created something marvelous! But, It's missing something. A little something Scootaloo can retrieve at home. After, traveling back too her cloud mansion which she's been living in along with Rainbow Dash for about a year now, she comes across something...rather disturbing in her living room. There's a stallion on the couch, and he's on top of Rainbow Dash?

Published 2021-03-25 00:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2021-03-25 00:10:00 UTC

Missconception

"You've got everything you need right, Scoots?" Rainbow Dash asked. They had just made it too Fluttershy's house. She rummaged through the bag making sure everything was still within the bag.

Tooth brush, check.

Pajamas, check.

Extra Pajamas, check.

Hair brush, check.

"Yep!" The filly chirped.

Amongst hearing the filly reassure her, she pulled her hoof forward, gently knocking on Fluttershy's cottage door. She postponed the knocking as she heard hoof steps coming towards the door. The door cracked open, welcoming the bright yellow light of the house into the dark abyss of the night sky. Fluttershy peaked through the insights of the door, before opening it too fully reveal the aspects of her home.

"Hello, Rainbow Dash," She greeted. "And, hello Scootaloo."

"Hey Shy," Rainbow Dash answered, before she felt her body shift too the side a bit. She watched as Scootaloo squeezed her body through the small area from the door and Rainbow Dash, making her way inside.

"Hi Fluttershy, bye Rainbow Dash!" Scootaloo yelled, before disappearing into the hallway in the far corner of the living room.

"Bye Squirt!"

Rainbow Dash handed Fluttershy Scootaloo's bag, which held all of her belongings. "Everything she needs should be in there. If anything happens, let me know. I'll be here in a dash." She smirked at her own pun.

"Oh, uhm, right. Okay, and you're picking her up tomorrow?"

Rainbow Dash opened her mouth too speak before loud screaming interrupted her. When the filly's screaming finally departed she answered.

"Yes."

Rainbow Dash lay on her tummy on top of the bed, holding up the latest of Daring Doo, and the primal stone of time.

Daring Doo, watched from all sides. Plunges from the sides of the walls fell. Releasing strong currents of water. The powerful currents of water flowed into the under abyss of the underground tunnel, filling the tunnel with water, quickly. At the end of the tunnel sat a circle-ish figure, a key sticking out of the ports of the dune. A large golden key. Daring Doo flapped her wings using her momentum too uplift as high as she possibly cou-

Ding

"Wha- What could any pony possibly want at this hour." Rainbow Dash said, groaning. She slid off the bed lazily. Recovering from the endeavor she retraced her hooves too the floor, standing on all fours. She forced herself down the stairs and through the hallway considering the small amount of compelling strength she had left within her. She reached for the door knob, pulling it open slightly too reveal the one and only. Soarin. She gasped, as she quickly shut the door, turning around as she finally acknowledged something. Something that had been pushed to the very back of her mind. So far, she had forgotten he was even coming.

"I totally forgot, he was even coming." She whispered too herself, leaning on the door. She put on a smile, turning around and yanking the door open.

"Hey, Dashie." Soarin placed his hoof under her chin lifting it, and giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "Is this the wrong time? I can come by tomorrow if I came at the wrong time." Soarin pointed a hoof out into the empty night atmosphere, smiling gently.

"No no no no, no." She waved her front hooves frantically. "Your timing is actually perfect. I was starting too get bored anyways."

"Oh really now?"

"Mhm," She nodded. "Scoot's is at a sleep over tonight so, I'm free." They stare into each others eyes for a moment, before Soarin spoke up.

"Can I come inside? It's kind of chilly out here."

"Oh right! Come inside."

"How are ya', Dashie?"

"Great! How are you?"

"I'm doing pretty good." He answered. Soarin followed Dash into the living room as he pulled his body into the short hallway from the entrance foyer, and the living room. He took a seat on the couch.

"So, what are we doing today?"

"Well, I was thinking, that maybe we could spend some time alone. We haven't done that in like," He presumed, thinking. "Two weeks...I think."

"Hm. Well, Sure I guess we could do that." Dash said, taking a seat next too Soarin. Rainbow Dash leaned too the side a bit, letting her body relax into his embrace. She felt his hoof wrap around her shoulder, pulling her in close. She felt safe with Soarin. Unbelievably safe. Of course, It wasn't always this way. She wasn't always this, trusting with the stallion though. She could still remember six months ago, when Soarin first asked her too be his marefriend. She remembered how nervous and shaky he was when he first asked her out, stuttering literally every word. She chuckled every time she remembered the situation. Soarin had tripped on one of the janitorial mop buckets in the locker room, and had landed on top of her, holding a bright red rose in his muzzle, stuttering the words:

W-will y-y-you be my m-marefriend?

She remembered how surprised he was when she had said yes. She remembered how he kept slipping on the water, which he had spilled all over the floor, as he was trying too stand up. Fleetfoot had been laughing hysterically at that, something Dash was sure she'd never forget. Dash returned too reality, she looked at Soarin through the corner of her eye. Soarin was starring at her, dreamily. Their embrace never broke. She felt Soarin shift a bit. Well, at least not till now.

"I'm gonna go get a snack. You have anymore of those animal crackers? Those were awesome."

"Yeah," Dash moved slightly from her position. "I'll get the-" She was shortly cut off.

"I'll get them, I kinda need too get used too your house anyways." He rubbed the back of his neck with a hoof. "I'll be..right back." He clicked his tongue, holding his forehooves out a bit, and flying backwards, before hitting the wall and emitting a small 'Oof'. He turned into the hallway quickly making his way into the kitchen.

"Well, in that case. Help yourself." Dash positioned herself in a laying position, her head laying on the 'hoof rest' of the couch, while her leg stay sprawled out on the couch, her other leg slightly laying off the couch, onto the white cloud carpet on the floor.

That goof. Her goof. She loved Soarin, heck she would even yell it out too Equestria. Just..not yet. A certain somepony wasn't quite aware of her relations with Soarin. Somepony Special. And, that 'somepony' would be Scootaloo. She'd always wanted Scoot's too be the first too know, but she just didn't feel ready too tell her number one fan that she has a coltfriend. Especially after all the months, she hadn't bothered too mention him. She just wasn't ready. She wasn't ready too tell anypony about her relations with Soarin. Of course, Soarin knew about this secrecy. So, they'd only make exceptions for dates, when they were both free. You just can't risk a filly as quizzical as Scootaloo catching on. It was rather a surprise at how their relationship went unnoticed for over six months.

She watched as Soarin walked back into the living room. He held a cheery smile, his bag of animal crackers lay opened, in his hooves, as he excitedly walked back over too the couch. He had went in the other direction. He hadn't been paying attention and had tripped over Dash's leg, landing on her. His body lay entirely sprawled over her, She watched as his pupils dilated too the size of nuts. Silly colt. She smirked.

"Geez, Soarin. I knew you loved me, but I didn't know you loved me this much." She joked, "I mean, You fell for me six months ago when you first asked me out, now you've fallen for me again?" She moaned inwardly.

"Oh?"

"Mhm. I'm ready." She smirked.

"What? Ready for what? I’m not sharing my animal crackers.” Soarin frowned. “Go get your own.”

"I'm in heat Soarin."

"What? Do you need me too turn the air conditioner on? It's pretty chilly for you to be hot.

“Urgh, no. I mean, I’m ready for sex.”

“Really?" He asked excitedly. "Let me finish my animal crackers first."

That goof.

"Is she gone?" Sweetie belle asked, pointing her hoof at the door, indicating that somepony logical should check. Applebloom walked up too the door, peaking through the large crack between the door frame and the door. Empty.

"Clear." She answered turning around, too face her besties. Sweetie belle pushed herself hard, gritting her teeth as she pushed herself, concentrating hard, emulating her bright transparent green aura. She thought of the object. Long and hard thoughts. She shut her eyelids tightly, pushing harder. Her eyelids snapped open, as she heard a violent 'pop'.

"There." She breathed, huffing. She looked towards the dark violet bag, sitting on the floor. The zipping port of the bag covered in rhinestones.

"Hey what's with Rarity and rhinestones?" Scootaloo asked.

"Is that question really necessary," Applebloom mustered. "This is Rarity, remember? Anything she has must be Prish posh," Applebloom attempted too musk the voice in a 'posh' manner.

"Ha, You're right." Scootaloo giggled. "Let's see...what have we got here?" She cocked an eyebrow, leaning her neck down slightly as too lower her muzzle and unzip the bag, opening it. Peaking her muzzle through, she began too grab the immediate objects inside. She carefully placed them onto the floor. Applebloom pulled out a check board from the bag, placing it onto the floor, and holding a pencil firmly in her mouth.

"Screw driver."

"Check." Applebloom checked it off.

"Drill."

"Check."

"Hammer."

"Check."

"Hayburger."

"Che- Wait what?" Applebloom uttered, "Wait, that ain't on the list."

"I know, I just packed me a midnight snack, just in case," Sweetie belle shrugged. "You never know." Ignoring her statement, Scootaloo spoke realizing something.

"So, how are we gonna build without materials?"

"I've already got that covered. Were going too the club house, too pick up the materials we need." Sweetie belle answered.

"One problem," Scootaloo started, "Won't Fluttershy notice us missing?"

"No."

"No?" Applebloom spit her pencil out from her muzzle. "How would she possibly not notice us gone.

"That's because I have a plan." Sweetie belle posed collectively. She lit her horn on as her light green aura lit around a cardboard piece which had been mysteriously floating out of the base of the bag. She uplifted her head concentrating closely at the cardboard cut out. Which happened too look exactly like her. She placed the card board cut out on the floor next to her.

"Wow. You really did come prepared." Commented Scootaloo. She laughed.

"Yep!" Sweetie belle chirped, "From an angle, it looks like the real me." She tilted her head, as she pulled out the other two figurines, which happened too be exact replica's of Applebloom and Scootaloo.

"Awesome!" Scootaloo cheered.

"Ah' still think she'll notice." Applebloom grumbled. "In fact, she'll realize that were not makin' much too any noise, at all, and she'll get worried, cause, that's how Fluttershy is. Then, she'll come in here, and check on us, she'll ask if were okay, and we won't respond. Ya' know why?"

Scootaloo cupped her lips, shaking her head 'no'.

"CAUSE WE'RE CARDBOARD CUT OUTS!!" Applebloom finished.

"Geez, I told you I had a plan, didn't I?" Sweetie belle rolled her eyes before continuing. "If we hurry, we'll be gone long enough for her not to notice. And, if for whatever reason she does notice and comes too check on us, one you of will be staying behind. Keeping cover."

"Oh, well I guess that settles it." Scootaloo agreed. "But, I'm not staying behind."

"Me neither," Sweetie belle yelled. "Which means, Applebloom has too stay and watch," She smiled brightly.

After minutes of struggling too get the life-sized cardboard cut outs too look 'real enough' as Sweetie belle had said it. They had finally found the perfect place. They had shoved the cardboard cut outs in the far corner of the room, placed a blanket overhead and a flash light lit inside, too make it look as if they were inside.

"H-here, grab my hoof." Scootaloo stuttered out, struggling too get Sweetie belle out of the window. Sweetie belle hadn't exactly been able too fly, which would initially mean, getting out from the window would be an issue for Sweetie.

"Urgh! Hurry up, and grab her already." Applebloom complained under Sweetie belle's weight.

"Gimme a boost!" Yelled Sweetie. With the last of her strength, she shifted her body upwards, lifting Sweetie belle up higher. She stretched her hind legs out, giving Sweetie a boost. Sweetie belle reached for the window, as Scootaloo grabbed her by the hooves, pulling her towards her. When Sweetie belle was finally eligible too catching her balance, Scootaloo flapped her wings making her way out outside. She was warmly welcomed by the cold night atmosphere.

"Cmon, let's go," Scootaloo rushed her. "We've only got so much time."

"Right." Sweetie belle said, sarcastically acknowledging this. She and Scootaloo picked up the pace. Running towards Sweet Apple Acres. When they finally reached the club house, Scootaloo spoke, breaking the silence.

"What exactly are we picking up-" She stopped as she noticed the stunning object in front of her very eyeballs.

"Woah."

Rainbow Dash lay sprawled out on the couch, her legs spread out, revealing her vagina. Her left hind leg lay on the couch body/head rest as her other leg stay on the cloud rug, on the floor.

"You sure about this, Dashie?"

"Yeah, totally. I've never felt so sure in my life." She placed her hooves on his cheeks, and kissed the side of his cheek, pulling his body towards hers. He gradually returned the kiss before answering.

"Okay...If you say so, Dashie."

With that, he began licking along the sides of her vagina. She moaned loudly, as he slid his tongue through her clit. It was Dash's first time, so he was going too take this slow. He pressed his tongue against her clit, earning a moan of pleasure from the mare.

"Ohhhhhh," She moaned, "Keep going. And, don't you dare stop." She demanded. She licked her lip, as Soarin slid his tongue through her vagina, soaking it gradually. He overpassed his tongue through her vagina a few times, before he started too press a bit harder.

"Cmon Soar, HARDER." She encouraged.

"Alrighty then, Dashie." He smirked. "Shall the games begin." He pushed his hooves into the couch or balance, leaning over and licking the base of her clitoris. He pressed his tongue hard, against her, earning a yelp from the mare in return. "MMMMM," She moaned. "I'm ready. Do it."

"Aren't we going a little fast here?"

"DO IT. Or, you're sleeping on the couch."

"Uhm, I don't live here?" Soarin chuckled.

"Well whenever you move in, you're sleeping on the couch."

“Wrench,” Scootaloo held her hoof out. She was currently standing behind the 'creation curtain' as Sweetie belle called it. The curtain was held by a trace of string which they had tied too a lamp post. They used clothing clips too hold the blanket up, covering up their creation. Sweetie belle and Applebloom stood firmly next too her.

“Wrench.” Sweetie placed the wrench into Scootaloo’s hoof. She waited for the signal until levitating the next anticipated item.

“Hammer.”

“Hammer.” Her green aura surrounded the item as she carefully placed the object in Scootaloo’s hoof. She watched as the filly held the wrench in her right wing. She made necessary adjustments too their creation. It was looking pretty awesome right now.

“Washers.”

“Washers? What are washers?” Sweet belle questioned.

“They’re little screw bolts, shaped like an octagon.” Applebloom answered.

“Oh. Okay uhm.” She rummaged through the bag, coming across a rectangular transparent container. She stared at the boots within the container for a second. She thought too herself, “What did an octagon look like again,” She had completely forgotten.

“Octagonal shape? Ya' aint know that?" Sweetie belle shook her head. "Right there.” Applebloom pointed too the correct bolts, but too Sweetie belle, it just looked like she was pointing too the whole box in general.

Realizing that Sweetie belle didn’t seem too apprehend, at all. She opened the rectangular container herself, grabbing the selected bolts with her muzzle. She poured some of the bolts out of her mouth, and into Scootaloo's hooves. The sound of heavy banging from the hammer, and drill shook the cottage. A startled Fluttershy rushed from the hallway into the room.

"Quick! Put the tools away!" Sweetie belle yelled, as the foot steps got closer. She watched as Scootaloo threw the drill under the bed. Applebloom used her hindlegs too push the tool bag under the bed. They all proceeded too stand nervously in front of the area they had thrown the objects in.

"Oh goodness. Are you guys okay?" A worried Fluttershy asked. They watched as Fluttershy traced her pupils too look at the blanket hanging from a rope on the ceiling.

"Yes!"

"What was all that noise?" Fluttershy asked, a look of concern still plastered across her face.

"Noise? Oh. Uhm.." Scootaloo stopped for a second too think. "That was just Applebloom's gas." She smiled.

"WHAT?" Applebloom mustered, before Sweetie belle shoved a hoof in her mouth, silencing her.

"Oh, uhm. I'll have too tell Apple Jack about that. It sounds pretty serious." Fluttershy said, closing the door behind her.

"W-why would ya'-Why would ya' do that?" Applebloom grumbled, crossing her hooves. "I ain't got no gas problems."

"I'm sorry, I'm bad under pressure." Scootaloo apologized, chuckling. She bent over picking up the tools they had pushed under the bed.

After a frustrating thirty minutes of disagreements and agreements, they finally created the greatest creation ever made in equestrian history. Blocks of wood stuck too one another, like glue. Silver nails sat in the middle of the wood, some lie loosely in cracks. The blocks stack up taking form of a triangle when ever you lifted it. A white line piece of paper nailed into the middle. The piece of paper had what seemed too be drawn in red, orange, yellow, and blue crayon and formed crooked circles.

"What is it?" Sweetie belle asked.

"Not sure."

"Same here. Ah' mean, It looks great and all, Ah' just don't know what it is."

"I feel like it's missing something." Scootaloo uttered. She held her chin with a hoof. An idea popped into her head.

"Missing something?" Sweetie belle repeated. She stare at their strange creation sitting on the floor. "What's it missing?"

"I've got just the thing." Scootaloo flapped her wings preparing too fly out of the window.

"Wait!" Sweetie yelled, "Where are you going? You can't just-" She stopped when the orange filly flew through the window. "
"And she's gone." She grumbled.

Rainbow Dash lay down, on her stomach. She arched her back, sticking her flank into the air a bit. She tensed slightly as she felt Soarin stand up slightly a top of her. He dug his hooves into the cushion of her couch, he arched his back leaning down on her slightly. He slowly bent down, sliding his penis down into her vagina.

Scootaloo quietly opened the front door, quietly tip-toeing through the entrance hallway. She slowly close the door behind her. She looked too her left for any sign of Rainbow Dash. She wasn't going too get caught sneaking out of Fluttershy's place. Although, sneaking out was a risk, she knew it was worth considering she had something in her room, that would make the crusaders epic creation outstanding. She quickly tip-toed through the hallway, zooming into her room.

She quickly spotted the desired artifact in the far corner of her room. It stayed still firmly on her shelf. A pretty crystal rock she had collected from a cave in the Everfree Forest. She quickly and quietly flew up too the crystal, precisely picking it up from the shelf. She was careful not too make much noise. She gave a flew more slow flaps before landing on her bedroom floor again. She tip toed into the hallway once again. She stopped mid way, when she heard a strange noise lurk beneath her ear drums.

"OOooooOO." She heard a moan. "THAT FEELS SO GOOD." She heard the voice say.

The immense pressure sent shivers down Dash's spine. Soarin went in slowly. He felt Dash move under his touch. She arched her back a bit higher, giving him more definition. Soarin was concentrating on going nice and easy, before speeding up the process.

She tip-toed through the hallway, when the frame that led into the living came within reach, she stopped. The strange sound rang through her ears again.

She groaned as she felt his cock dig deeper into her pelvis. She felt his penis pulsating within her. Soarin grunted as he felt Dash's folds surround his penis and soak his cock. He felt her juices surround her folds, making it almost slippery.

"D-Dash I-I can't take it anymore, I have too thrust faster." Soarin stuttered out.

"W-what? No-NO."

Was Rainbow Dash okay? Cause, she sure didn't sound like it. When the moaning went on, and on. Scootaloo started too get more, and more concerned. But, she didn't move. Right now, she was debating over whether she should ask her sister if she's alright, and risk getting caught, or make her way for the exit. What if Rainbow Dash was hurt? Ha she gone flying and possibly injured herself? She needed answers. And she needed them now. For a moment, she thought that maybe Rainbow Dash didn't need help. But, no pony moans like that unless they're in a painful situation. Maybe Rainbow Dash really did need help!

She was going too take her chances. She could bet Sweetie belle, that she would get caught. But, her sister was hurt! And, she needed too help her. She stood out from her spot next too the living door frame, Walking into the living room, standing directly under the door frame. She tightened her grip on the crystal.

"Are you alright, Rainbow Dash?" She took a moment too process what she was seeing. Right then and their, she dropped her crystal. The crystal dropped too the ground, smashing into a million, billion pieces. Pieces of glasses scattering across the floor. Her mouth, stay wide open, a shocked expression spread across her face. Her hooves stay in the same position she had been carefully holding her crystal in.

Soarin had accidently thrusted too hard, and too fast, forcing his cock to roughly slide between Rainbow's Folds.

"AUGHH," She groaned. She turned her head too face the frightened filly standing at the door frame. She felt her face heat up. "Oh Celestia," She muttered under her breath.

"Sorry!" Soarin yelled nervously, mere being distracted from the current situation Soarin pulled out. Not slow. But fast. Dash let out another yelp. Soarin sprang too the other side of the couch, smiling inwardly. After Dash recovered from the pain, she sat up. Rainbow Dash looked towards the filly who was currently frozen in place. She was afraid she may have broken her. The filly's face quickly fell from shocked to look of despair. She stomped over too the stallion.

"And just who are you?" She demanded.

Rainbow Dash cleared her throat, "Scoot's, this is...Soarin. My coltfriend." Scootaloo looked towards Dash, then back at Soarin. She glared at him, as he gave her a nervous smile.

"Heyyyy Scoot's." He smiled nervously, waving a hoof.

"Don't call me that. Call me Scootaloo, when I get know you, maybe I'll let you call me Scootaloo. Just don't get your hopes up." She grumbled.

"Hey! Scoot's show him some respect."

"Sorry." She grumbled. Whatever the heck she had just witnessed, she wanted answers. Soarin was on top of her? And, she didn't seem too mind at all. She seemed too like it, considering she hadn't bothered too shove him off her.

"Sorry, she doesn't usually lash out like that." Dash apologized.

"It's alright." He gave her a convincing smile.

"Bye Dashie." Soarin gulped nervously as Scootaloo stared him down from afar. "Bye Soar." Dash waved her coltfriend goodbye as she closed the door behind him.

"As for you my friend." Dash crossed her forelegs, a look of disappointment on her face.

The filly ran into her arms. "I'm sorry!" She cried. "I didn't mean too! Are you mad at me? I shouldn't have done that."

"I'm not mad at you squirt, Just..I don't know...I don't really know how I feel about this all to be honest." She talked softly, holding the filly close to her chest. "Tell you what, If you don't tell any pony about what you saw. I won't tell Fluttershy you snuck out. And, you'll be off the hook."

The filly nodded with a big smile on her face.

"But, I don't even know what you were doing." She interjected. She felt Dash press her hoof onto her mouth.

"Good."

"Oh c'mon Dash. If you tell me what you were doing, I won't tell anypony about what I saw, but If you don't tell me...I can't be so sure all of Ponyville won't know." Scootaloo smirked.

All of Ponyville? Dash didn't like the sound of that. She thought over it for a second.

She sighed. "Deal." She loosened her grip on the filly, fidgeting with her hooves. "Me and Soarin, were... hugging."

"Hugging?"

"Yep, hugging. You see...we wanted too try a new flying trick so he wanted too practice...hugging." She gave the filly a convincing smile.

"Really? That's all you were doing?" The filly seemed quizzical and almost unconvinced.

"Yeah..." Dash lied, she forced a smile.

"Then, what were those strange noises?"

"Oh, that was Soarin. He got a pretty bad stomach ache after eating too many animal crackers."

Scootaloo giggled lightly. Dash sighed, "But, what you did back there, that wasnt good. You shouldn't have snuck out, and you shouldn't have talked too Soarin like that, but you're off the hook. Mostly because, you've gotta keep that secret." She smirked.

"Okay, I understand."

"But, next time. You might not be so lucky. So, just keep that in mind." She reminded the filly.

"C'mon we've gotta get you back too Fluttershy's before she starts too get suspicious."