Scootaloo's Blaze
Chapter 2: Table talk
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I returned home, not feeling the pain in my foot as much.
“Scootaloo,” A voice called from around the corner. “Dinner is ready; why don’t you go wash your hands and I’ll get you a plate?”
“Yes, mother,” I answered meekly, still wearing a smile on my face that she had noticed and acknowledged with an eyebrow raise.
I went to the bathroom and cleaned up, feeling elated. As I finished, I heard a knock on the door.
“In love are we?” My mom asked with a hint of sarcasm.
I couldn’t answer her verbally but simply nodded instead.
My mom chuckled and ruffled my hair. “Well, you’ve got that glow about you,” she said with a smile.
I blushed and looked down at the ground, not wanting to reveal too much just yet. But as I made my way to the dining table, I couldn’t help but feel like I was on top of the world.
When we sat down for dinner, my mind kept drifting back to our conversation earlier in the day. His voice echoed in my head like a sweet melody that wouldn’t fade away.
As I daydreamed at the table, mom broke the silence and my thoughts.
“Scootaloo. Do you want fry’s or nuggets with your burger tonight?” I pointed to the fry’s.
Mom’s eyes narrowed and she leaned in close.
“You’re probably wondering about the “Glow” comment,” She sighed,
“Remember all that weird stuff at Canterlot Jr high, well it started back then, I can see people’s Aura’s.”
“They had to separate the elementary track from the rest of the building because of all those incidents.” I chuckled, almost bursting tear.
“Hm, I’m curious as to what the girls are up to now. Twilight is a professor at the tech university and Sunset is an explorer by day, rockstar by night. Fluttershy is a professional animal trainer and Apple Jack... We haven’t been in contact for a while.” She went on for a while.
“What about Pinkie Pie,” I hummed, “I know Rarity is a full on fashionista now, she has her own store and everything,” I went on “Or that’s what Sweetie Belle said.”
I actually had a few outfits made by Rarity, a everyday dress and my current outfit.
“Pinkie Pie huh, now that you mention it. I heard she started her own party consultancy.” She said tapping her chin.
After a few minuets she grabbed a plate and sat one in front of me and then one in front of her as she sat down.
“So, who’s the kid?” She asked, her eyes glowing with curiosity like two burning embers.
I stared at her, in total confusion before gulping down my food.
“His name is Blaze, I know he has a sister named Aurora,” I said, slowly savoring each word as if it were a slice of divine meat. “He is only two years older than me, and he saved my life at the skate park a few days ago.”
Her expression darkened as if a storm cloud had rolled in. “Don’t tell me you tried taking on that Ramp again. Last time, I had to take you to the hospital—you looked like a jigsaw puzzle with pieces of your skin poking out!”
I winced at the memory. “No, mom,” I said, shaking my head. “I was just skating around and lost my balance. He saw me fall and came to help me.” I lied feeling ashamed that was the fifteenth time I attempted that ramp.
Mom relaxed a bit, nodding slowly. “Okay, okay. Well, just be careful out there. You know how I worry about you.”
“I will, mom,” I promised with a smile.
We finished our dinner in comfortable silence, and as I helped clean up the dishes, my thoughts went back to Blaze. I wondered what he was doing at that moment, if he was thinking about me like I was thinking about him.
As soon as I finished with dishes, I raced to my room, I pulled out his number then rushed to grab my phone and shoot Blaze a text message.
“Hey! Just wanted to say thanks again for saving me at the skate park... Also where did you want to go to for our date?”
I hit send, feeling my stomach fill with butterflies as soon as the message left my phone.
Seconds turned into minuets before my phone vibrated with a response.
“How about the aquarium? I heard they have a new exhibit on jellyfish.” His message said.
“I’d love to.” I hit send, and I sat my phone down waiting for the next response.
My phone buzzed a few seconds later.
“This Friday?” his message read, I responded with a blazing hot speed.
“Sure.” Followed by a smiling emoticon.
I laid my phone down on the night stand, and getting ready for bed.
Night soon loomed, a new day sure to start better than the last.
I hopped into bed turning off my lamp and closed my eyes. The world around fades as I fall into the land of dreams.
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