Every Dark Night Turns Into Day

I stepped into the bathroom and looked around.

“Scootaloo? Are you in here?” I called out hesitantly.

“Uh no! No Scootaloo here!” She called out from a stall and I rolled my eyes. She doesn’t really stop and think all the time. Or maybe she subconsciously did that because she wanted me to find her, who knows.

“I know you’re in here,” I pressed my hand against the stall door. “You’re not using the bathroom, are you?”

“No why?” Scootaloo asked in confusion as I pushed the door open. She was sitting next to the toilet with a tired expression. “Oh uh hi.”

“Hi,” I knelt down next to her. “You good?”

“Why do you care so much? I ruined your life!” Scootaloo snapped and I rolled my eyes with a smile.

“Sure you did for a bit there,” I agreed and she flinched a bit. “But you three are just kids who made a stupid mistake. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still mad. Really mad. But I’m being more lenient on you three because you guys are kids. It’d be a different story if we were the same age.”

“She hates me. I thought she would have forgiven me by now,” Scootaloo sniffed and I pulled her into a one armed hug.

“Rainbow Dash deals with her emotions differently than you or I do. She separates herself from the cause for a little bit till she works herself out. She didn’t shove you to hurt you. That shove was one her ways of saying you’re about to cross a line. Not that it was right of course. I’m not defending her because I’m still mad at her,” I said.

“Still sucks,” Scootaloo sighed. “She was mean.”

“To be fair, you both were mean to each other. You both said hurtful things,” I pointed out. “First off, let’s leave the stall. We would get some weird looks if someone walked in.” Scootaloo nodded numbly as I lead her out.

“I guess you’re right. But I still don’t wanna talk to her without a mediator,” Scootaloo said and looked at me.

“Of course. I don’t plan on letting you two talk alone. I’ll be there personally,” I reassured her and she nodded. “Before anon a miss, I was going to look for you anyway.”

“Really? Why?” Scootaloo asked with a confused expression.

“Because in Equestria, I met your counterparts along with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. Your counterpart was homeless and got adopted by Lyra and Bon Bons counterpart,” I answered and stared at her. “You aren’t homeless, are you?” Scootaloo thankfully shook her head no and I sighed in relief.

“I live in a foster home. I had met Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara in there. They didn’t tell anyone because I asked them not too. Rainbow and the others knew already. They came all the time to see me, especially Fluttershy and Rainbow,” Scootaloo sighed wistfully. “Look like that’s over.” I tightened my grip on her and she sighed once again. I stared at her in stunned silence. No one ever told me this. Then again, Scootaloo most likely didn't want it to be public knowledge.

“I promise you it’s not over. When I get around to talking to Rainbow, I’ll bring you up. In the meantime, you’re coming with me,” I announced.

“Uh where to?” Scootaloo asked nervously.

“To my house. You’re not staying in the foster care if I can help it. You’re a good kid who just made a bad mistake,” I said as I pulled her along.

“But what about your mom?” Scootaloo tried to pull back to no avail.

“Mom and I share the same opinions of helping others who need it. Now come on, let’s get you to class and then to my house. We got Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon with us too,” I said.

“I know,” she admitted. “I was there when Cheerilee picked them up for school one day.” Huh I hadn’t know that. “Are you sure this is okay?”

“I’m sure.” Or well, I hoped it would be at least. Only one way to find out.

“So this is okay right mom?” I asked nervously as I stood with Scootaloo in the foyer. Mom gave an enthusiastic nod.

“Of course it is,” she said and I stared at her in shock. “What?”

“I just expected a bit more resistance. I created a whole counter argument and everything. I thought you would have said no because of her involvement,” I admitted and mom sighed.

“I’m still mad but she deserves a chance just like you. Just like Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara. We gotta clean out the spare room for her. Me and you can do that,” Mom said as she knelt down to look Scootaloo in the eyes. “I want to keep all you girls on the same floor. Is that alright?”

“Yeah,” Scootaloo looked around in surprise. It hadn’t taken much convincing to get Scootaloo in our foster house. Apparently no one ever looks at her. Me and mom had felt bad about that. Sure she had problems but we all have our own problems. “How many rooms you got anyway?”

“A good amount,” Mom chuckled. “But not that many now. Most are used for storage because I never had guests or gotten married.”

“Interesting,” Scootaloo mused.

“You can either sleep in one of the girls rooms or with me,” Mom said as she stood back to her full height. “I’m perfectly comfortable with either.”

Scootaloo looked around nervously at me and mom then to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon standing behind mom with a curious expression.

“Can I sleep in Sunsets room? I got a sleeping bag I can set out on the floor. I like camping so the people who I stayed with last often let me camp in the backyard with a tent,” Scootaloo held up a sleeping bag and some of her belongings. In a bag were a bunch of carved people that I stared at curiously.

“Yeah you can sleep in my room. And forget the sleeping bag. We got an air mattress we can set up for ya on the floor.”

“Thanks,” Scootaloo said as she started to follow us upstairs. “Seriously.” I grinned at her and messed with her hair.

“It’s not a problem kid.”