Scootaloo was indeed dreaming of her family. It was a daydream, instead of an actual dream, however. She had woken up when Rainbow Dash had dived over her and tackled Fluttershy to the ground. She kept her eyes closed and listened to them instead of saying anything. She didn’t want to interrupt anything. She was daydreaming about what she felt was her new family.

Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash were standing together in the middle of a field looking up at a cloud. Scootaloo was on the cloud and peeked down at them. The cloud was too low for her to injure herself if she fell as Rainbow Dash and moved it to that precise location while Fluttershy had flown Scootaloo to the top of it. This was a big day for Scootaloo; this was the day she was going to fly.

“Come on Scootaloo!” Rainbow shouted up at her.

“You can do it!” Fluttershy added, a little softer but still encouragingly. Scootaloo gulped, spread her small wings, and jumped off the cloud. She flapped them as hard as she could and for a few seconds she fell a little slower, but wasn’t really flying. She was getting worried but Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy were still encouraging her. She had her eyes closed and couldn’t tell what was happening but a few seconds later she heard a very loud cheer coming from below. When she opened her eyes she saw that she was a little above Rainbow Dash, who had moved under her just in case. There was still some air between them however and that’s when Scootaloo noticed she was flying. She raised her altitude a little as she laughed and landed back on the cloud she has started from. Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy flew up to her and started nuzzling her.

“Way to go.” Fluttershy said with a grin as big as Scootaloo’s on her face.

“We knew you could do it Squirt.” Rainbow Dash added. Scootaloo giggled hysterically between the two of them, ecstatic that she had everything she had always wanted.

In the real world, Scootaloo slowly fell asleep for real, and had dreams similar to her daydreams. Except somehow happier. It felt more real, as if she were actually experiencing her future.

Author's Note

Well this is it, the epilogue of my short little story that should hopefully tie up any loose ends. If you find any then of course do point them out, and I'll do what I can. I can't really add anything to the story though so I'll just clear it up in a reply or a comment. Once more a huge thanks to out to everyone who has read, commented, and especially upvoted and favourited the story. If you downvoted, or just didn't like the story, then I'm sorry it wasn't to your tastes but I can't please everyone and it was something I was happy with, and proud of, and given how self conscious I am that happens so rarely I should jump on it when it does.

Just to clarify as well, yes Scootaloo is an orphan in this fic, and no, the others don't really know. It's something I would address in a potential sequel but I couldn't really find somewhere to put it in this story, without causing an unnecessary extension, and unnecessary sadness. Plus I think most people these days just assume she's an orphan, and so most people would read this and assume that she was.