Rebuilding Memories

She then asked, “Who the heck are you?” I assumed that Scootaloo was playing a joke, to scare me a bit. My expectations of her remembering me were way too high.

I looked back at her and said, “That is funny Scootaloo. Don’t try and pull a joke on me. I know you just want to freak me out.” The words I said that came out of my mouth felt false. Was Scootaloo playing a prank on me? Or did she lose memory of me?

“Applebloom, why is this pony talking to me?” Scootaloo asked Applebloom. I started to get a bit nervous.

“Scootaloo. I know you are fooling around. You know that I am Rainbow Dash,” I said, giggling, then turning to Scootaloo. Apparently, Scootaloo didn’t know who I was. I started to fret and freak out a bit.

“I’m sorry, but, I don’t know you. If I did know you, you would be able to stay in this room. Sorry, Nurse. Can you get. Ummm, Rainbow..... The pony named Rainbow out of here,” she said. The nurse did as Scootaloo commanded, which I wasn’t happy about. I tried to fight to stay in the room.

“Scootaloo!” I yelled. “Stop playing a joke on me! This isn’t funny!” As I am being dragged out of the room, my emotions take the best of me. The emotions that I am experiencing causes me to lose all strength in my body and I get easily tossed out of the room.

The emotion I am expierence was sadness, a deep sadness. For I have never expierenced this deep of a sadness. This emotion was so powerful, I mourned. I knew that Scootaloo right now, doesn't know who I am. Maybe she might know who I am in a few days. I just will have to ask the doctor about how bad the brain damages are and when her memories of me will return.

But until I knew about the damages, the only thing I could do is cry. And I cried a lot. I think I have never cried this much in my entire life. The funny thing is that nobody came to my side to tell me everything was going to be alright. Yet today is when I needed somepony by my side.

My tears stopped as soon as Twilight walked out of that door. She saw me sitting down on the cold tile floor.

"You alright Rainbow Dash?" she asked.

"Yea. I am," I responded.

"You know Rainbow, you don't have to hide your emotions from me. It's ok to cry around me. I am here right now," Twilight said. There was a bit of a pause. She then followed up, "Sorry, not the best with words. With what the doctor was saying and everything that is happening. It kind of puts me out of words."

"What did the doctor say?" I asked. I tried to say those words without crying. I wasn't in any mood to be taking. Soon, I started to let my emotions go like a bomb.

Twilight held me close, like how I used hold Scootaloo close. I normally would hold Scootaloo close when she was upset, and tell her everything was going to be ok. Now Twilight was doing the same to me.

"It's ok Rainbow Dash. I am here," Twilight calmed me. I continued to sob in her arms, uncontrollably. Soon, I was hypoventilating. When that happened, Twilight held me closer and tried to calm me with a lullaby. Which was working. I started to stop crying and got up.

After I calmed down, I said, "Thanks Twilight."

"No problem," Twilight responded. As she finished the words, the doctor walked out. I walked up to him.

"Will she remember me?" I asked the doctor. The doctor looked at me, and sighed. He shook his head. That shook was all that shattered my heart. I took off in tears to my house. For at that moment, all hope from me faded. All meaning from my life faded. The one pony I was thinking of adopting, didn't even know who I was anymore.

At my house, is where my emotions poured out. I cried for what seemed to be days. I felt terrible that this happened to Scootaloo. I felt like it was my fault. I wished that I could take back the time and set it to before we flew to Fluttershy's house. I wish I could of been able to take Scootaloo always from the dust storm. I wished everything could of been back to the way it was.

During the days I was crying, my friends were doing the same. They were worrying about me handling the news. They were worried if I was going to ever speak to them again. They were worried about me closing them off.

I decided to come down from my house to talk to somepony about how I feel. I normally wouldn't, but I feel really bad about what happened. I decided to talk to all my friends about it at a little get together.

Taking about it sure helped me. I felt better now. But, I am thinking, how can I get Scootaloo to know me again. I really want her to remember me. I want her to look up to me again. I want her to love me as much as I love her. I want things to be how we used to have them.

I decided to try to restore those memories. I know that I can't restore her old memories, but I will build new ones. I hope that everything will go well and I just wished that I could have the old Scootaloo back.