She knew it was dumb, but she couldn't live with herself if she didn't at least try.

The awed cheer of her classmates as she appeared to them, and threw herself off the tower was music to her ears.

Less so was the shrieks of horror as her wings failed her halfway down to the ground.

Then again, Scootaloo didn't have to worry about them.

She would never have to worry about anything ever again.

"Come on, just do it already!"

Scootaloo swallowed hard as she looked down on her chanting classmates. She really should have known better than to get herself dragged into proving that she could in fact fly.

She couldn't really, but all that she really needed to do was glide to the ground. From the top of the bell tower. While all her classmates looked on. Some of them cheering, others leering.

She looked down at the ground so far below. It looked hard, dangerous even. She was a Pegasus for Celestia's sake, she shouldn't be afraid of heights!

But she was.

And she couldn't do it.

She felt the tension leave her body. It was almost a relief to admit it.

She wouldn't risk her life for some stupid taunt. She was smarter than that.

Smarter, or too much of a coward.

As she turned around to climb down, she wondered how she'd live this down.

"See, I told you she wouldn't do it!"

Diamond's taunt hurt, but Scootaloo was used to those. Even if she did jump the pink bitch would just find something else to tease her about.

"Shuddup Tiara!"

Scootaloo felt a thin smile break her shameful grimace. At least her best friends would be there for her no matter what.

"Aww, I thought she was cooler than that!"

The drawl of Snails made Scootaloo stop in her tracks. She hadn't thought this one through at all. Maybe her friends would be okay with her backing out, but the rest of the school? She'd be teased by way more than just Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon now.

"Yeah!" came the higher pitched, and yet utterly grating voice of Snail's more annoying half, Snips. "I guess Diamond was right. She's just a chicken after all."

That stung. It did more than sting. It lit a fire inside Scootaloo, the same fire that got her to agree to this stupid bet in the first place.

"I'm no chicken." she reminded herself, turning back to the edge.

She knew it was dumb, but she couldn't live with herself if she didn't at least try.

The awed cheer of her classmates as she appeared to them, and threw herself off the tower was music to her ears.

Less so was the shrieks of horror as her wings failed her halfway down to the ground.

Then again, Scootaloo didn't have to worry about them.

She would never have to worry about anything ever again.

Author's Note

Getting back into writing with a very appropriate prompt. Intending to do these daily during NaNo.

The propt was: Just Do It.