Final Moments

by Scott Grimm

Rating: teen
Tags: Apple Bloom, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Scootaloo, Random, Slice of Life, Sweetie Belle, Sad
Length: 6539

Scootaloo's final thoughts as she plummets to her demise.

Scootaloo's final thoughts as she plummets to her demise.

Published 2013-05-03 09:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-05-11 22:11:38 UTC

A Racing Mind

Please Read Author Notes Before Reading. Thank you.

A Racing Mind

It's funny you know...You always hear the cliche ideas of what races through your mind when you're mere moments away from death. Never thinking they would ever happen to you until the moment has finally come. How everything you've ever done to this point flashes right before your eyes. Or how you begin to beg to someone up above, clinging onto every shred of hope you can. Desperately praying that you can bargain your life back; somehow, someway.

And although your mind races at a million miles a second, it's the simplest most insignificant things that stick out the most to you. Those little bumps along the road of your life end up being the most memorable in your final moments.

And even now, as tears run from my eye's and my throat grows hoarse with pain from my tireless screaming as the ground below me inches ever closer. My mind cant focus on anything other than weeks, days and minutes that have gone by. All the moments of happiness, pain, joy, heartbreak. All of the feelings I would feel or have felt soon to be forgotten... Lost in the endless abyss that eagerly waits for me below.

The air rushes through my hair, whipping it back and forth in a violent manner. Whilst my throat feels as if my heart has jumped into it, feeling a bulge form within esophagus as I become overwhelmed with the feelings of remorse and anger. Anger at myself for never being strong enough to fly, and remorse for never truly forcing myself to.

Heh, it was my dream to one day become as good as my mentor and idol, Rainbow Dash. To be one of, if not thee best flyer in all of Equestria. Only a fools wishful thinking I suppose. Since I had never actually been able to sustain flight for more than a few seconds, and even then it was only with the assistance of another force other than my wings. No matter how many hours I would practice. No matter how many lessons I would get, I just couldn't manage a simple feat like flying. I'm a pegasus for Luna sake! How can a pegasus, a one that's getting lessons even, not be able to fly?!

I paused my thoughts for a second as I take in a large inhale for another ear piercing scream. Allowing me a moment of clarity before my thoughts returned.

I can almost see the headlines of tomorrows paper in big, bold, black print read 'Ponyville's Own Scootaloo Makes History: First Pegasus To Plummet To Their Death. What a joke...

The closer I get to the ground, the more I can hear the ponies below through the blasting wind in my ears. Their mouths hung agape in shock and awe. All screaming my name in terror as my fate is unfolded before their very eyes.

I couldn't help thinking about how they saw me right now. A filly scared, alone, a wreck... Nor could I help thinking about how they would see me after I leave this world.

Will they laugh at me? After seeing me squirm like a pathetic worm, clasping at the air as if to hold onto something nearby. Would they mourn me? I don't even think they would have the time of day to spare a momentary silence for someone as pathetic as me...

And what of my friends? How will they react to my death..?

Sweetie... Applebloom.... I'm so, so sorry... Looks like all of the plans we had made for our future would have to be put on hold as they were just swept away from us in the blink of an eye. Performing in the upcoming talent show at school. Being roommates over in Canterlot when we were finally able to move out of our houses. The first annual meeting of the cutie mark crusaders where we were going to get together with our Manehattan division and celebrate our first crusader getting their cutie mark. All that and more, I would not be around for.

I could feel more tears welling up at my eyes, only to be swept away by the onslaught of the blaring wind in my face. The more I would dwell on these thoughts, the harder it became for me to swallow the fact that this is happening. This was real, and there was no escaping that.

This was it. The moment everypony knows will come, but none say a word of it. Rather, they let it linger in the back of their minds, never to see the light of day until it finally forces itself out and your left dealing with the harsh reality that your life is at an end...

The ground that had seemed so far away moments before had become an enlarged version of itself as I continued to grow closer to it. I could feel the last bit of adrenaline I had in my body course through my veins, causing my vision to blur. My hooves grew colder and colder while my stomach twisted in every knot ever known. I felt sick to the very pit of my core.

My breathing became more and more erratic, as if all the oxygen around me had just disappeared from around me, whilst my heart started to beat more slowly and calmer then it had ever had before in my life. As if it knew what laid in front of me, accepting the fate that had befallen us and stopped caring anymore; giving up as it were.

I clenched my eyes shut and braced for the impact.

Would I feel pain? Would it be quick? what happens when I do finally make contact... Will I still have thoughts? Be able to dream? To have some form of myself still exist, or will every fiber of my being cease to be forever...

So many questions, and no answers to any of them. My mind became a beehive, swarming with theories and thoughts as fast as I could think of them, trying to fit as much pondering into my last moments here... Until for some reason, I just seemed to had let go. My body grew limp, while my breathing steadied. My flailing, along with my screaming had stopped. My thoughts slowly died out and I was finally able to accept this. This was my fate, and I would have to deal with it.

"I don't wanna go..." I whispered aloud in a small feeble voice. One last tear shed from my eye.

No one ever wants to leave this world... But in the end, all you can do is accept your time has finally come and be glad that you had the time here.

Author's Note

So before anyone hits the dislike button, because I'm sure some will. I just wanted to say that this is something that I whipped up real quick like. It's part of a personal challenge for myself, that I give myself 2 hours to make an entire fic; editing and all. So I'm not expecting much from this story. And yeah it felt a tad bit rushed but that's what makes it a challenge! To improve my writing abilities and see what I can create or how I can perform under the pressure of time.

So after you read this, if you would be so kind as to comment on the story I would be greatly appreciative. Any criticism, be it good or bad.

If you like it though, I will be posting other stories that are under my personal challenge as well. So stay tuned for those!

Mourning: Part 1

Mourning

"She didn't deserve this...Nopony deserved this." I thought to myself as my eyes were deadlocked at the casket before me. Her lifeless corpse laying within. Nopony truly knowing how this fate had befallen her, but all of them knowing all too well of what had happened in the end.

A flash of lightning could be seen off in the distance quickly followed by the crack of thunder. The Thunder only giving a momentary relief of sound from the drenching downpour that had befallen the ceremony.

I looked around at everypony that was sitting around the grave site. Each one looked the same. A black suit or dress with the same look of depression and sorrow plastered on their faces whilst the rain washed away any evidence of tears being shed. Some held umbrella's above their head to shield themselves from the rain. I on the other hand just sat there, letting my raindow mane slowly get weighed down and eventually cover my face. The only exception were Sweetie Belle and Applebloom who were wearing their Cutie Mark Crusaders cape. A sign of respect to their lost friend.

I looked back up to the podium that had been placed next to the casket to perform a sermon for the burial. The priest was clearing his throat as he had just finished his speech.

"Now, I will relinquish the stage to allow all friends and family of the deceased to come up and talk. But before anypony comes up; I would like to encourage regalement's of fonder times. For although this is a terrible tragedy and a horrid day, let us not forget the joy that young Scootaloo had brought into our lives.The many moments of happiness we were able to share. And the memories made that we will all hold in our hearts forever." The priest said as he began stepping down from the podium.

For a minute or two everypony's heads continued to hang low. Not a word was spoken, nor a movement made. All that was heard were the droplets of rain making a loud and constant bombardment on everyponys umbrella and or suit.

The silence remained until a sniffle was heard from Sweetie Belle, who had been curled up in Rarity's chest, silently crying her eye's out. Everypony looked over to the red eyed foal as she gently moved herself away from her sisters embrace and got up from her. Sweetie delicately made her way over across the rows to where Applebloom sat, placing a hoof onto her friends shoulder.

Applebloom, who had been quiet the entire ceremony gave the white mare a gentle nod. With that signal the two crusaders proceeded to take the stage at the podium.

A few murmurs were heard among the back of the crowd, but nothing disrespectful. They were more shocked than anything. Nopony had expected them to say any words since they were so young and how completely devastated they were about what had happened. I feel that I was more surprised than anypony else to see them walk up, since I had seen first hoof what their reactions were like, being that I was the one that told them the news.

To think...It started out just like any other day...

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The sun was just hitting high noon over PonyVille, spreading warmth wherever it's rays touched. Summer had finally come and the changes in the season could be seen every which way you looked. The wildlife were more abundant than ever with all the squirrels popping their heads out of trees, to the ducks and geese alike flying in the skies above.

I was over at Apple Acres helping out Applejack take care of her daily chores since weather duty was ridiculously easy today and I had time to lend a helping hoof. I gave a final push to a cart that was filled to the brim with the ripest most delicious looking crimson red apples I had ever seen into the barn to end the haul for the day. I leaned back onto my rear and gave a quick sigh of relief as a cool breeze blew past cooling the sweat upon my brow. Applejack who was not far behind me in pushing her own cart was just now making her way into the barn. Once her cart was securely in the red building, she proceeded with my same actions.

"Whew, tough work today huh?" Applejack said as she looked at the massive haul the two of us had just pulled in. Satisfaction of a good hard days work on her face.

"Yeah... Looks a lot simpler when you do it." I said panting the whole time. Applejack gave me a quick glance and chuckled as she saw my exhausted state.

"Nah, ah'm just use to it is all. T'aint nothing a little practice won't fix." She said with a bit of encouragement as she nudged my shoulder. "How's about we go on inside? Get ourselves something to drink and relax for a bit."

'Yeah, that sounds good." I said as we both lifted ourselves up and proceeded to the house.

Once in the house, Applejack grabbed to glasses from the upper cabinet and set them on the counter before turning around to the fridge. Now with a pitcher of iced tea in her teeth Aj walked over and poured us our drinks and set them both on the table where I was sitting. I took a quick swig before leaning back in the wooden chair, making a quiet creaking sound.

"I don't know how you do it Aj, this applebucking stuff is hard work." I took a momentary pause and looked around the house as Applejacke made her way to her seat. "Say, where is everyone at?"

Aj sat herself down before responding. "Big Mac is over in the west orchard today, he won't be back until dusk. While Granny Smith is upstairs taking her daily afternoon nap and ah think Applebloom is over that the cutie mark clubhouse with her friends."

"Oh crap! I'm sorry Aj I forgot, I was suppose to meet up with Scoots today to give her some flying lessons." I got up in a hurry and pushed my chair back in as I quickly began to make my exit. "Thanks for the tea!" I waved my hoof to Aj as I ran out the front door.

"Uhh, yeah sure." Aj responded, a tad confused with how quickly I made my exit out of the house.

My mind had been so preoccupied with work that I had totally forgot, today was the day I had promised Scootaloo another flying lesson. I made my way out of the orchard and began heading down the dirt road that lead into the grazing fields just outside of PonyVille. It was a wide open and lush spot ideal for training flyers.

I continued down the dirt path that eventually became paved with cobblestone, leading the way into PonyVille. Typically when I'm running this late I would fly as fast as I could in order to get there on time, but with weather duty and applebucking on top of that, I rather not take the chance of straining my already exhausted wings.

As I entered PonyVille I was greeted with silence. Typically at this time the streets are alive and buzzing with ponies, talking and conducting business, but not a soul was in sight. It was a peculiar sight to behold. The only sounds that could be heard as I continued along my path was the ruffling of a loose paper caught in the breeze and my hooves as they made contact with each step I took.

Where the heck is everypony? Was there a parade or something today that I didn't hear about?

I was now at town square, the center of Ponyville that connected every street together. I took a right and headed down bakers square, named for obvious reasons. The cakes along with Pinkie lived on this street, and although their shop was just a small portion of the street, it drove in the most business and tourism in town. It was only fitting that the town named the street after their profession.

A few minutes passed as I walked down the lonesome street, still in a confused state of where all the life in the town had gone to. A sickly feeling started to make its home within my gut, something wasn't sitting right with this current setting.

Up ahead I could start to make out to what looked be other ponies, all gathered and huddled around in a circle. As I got closer, the sight grew. There was definitely something going on. The whole town seemed to be there, and yet not a single mare nor stallion could be recognized.

As I approached, one of the mares noticed me. A bright yellow mare with a orange colored mane and a few carrots for a cutie mark. She gave me a blank stare and nudged the stallion besides her, grabbing his attention. He turned his head to turn to her. Once she had his attention she nudged her head my way, leading his vision to me. He then turned back to her and nodded.

The two slowly parted away from each other. Once they had started moving aside, others near them followed suit and did the same after seeing me. I stopped in my tracks at the display of everypony slowly moving to the side as if to make way for me.

The hay is going on?!

Row after row of mare and stallion alike moved to the side. After the final row had separated only one mare remained in the middle, kneeling down, and finally it was a familiar one.

"Twilight!" I called out, just happy to finally see another friendly face. Things were getting a bit weird. But seeing her put me a little more at ease. I started to trot, almost canter even towards her.

Twilight didn't say a word back to me, her only response was a quick glance over her shoulder. When I didn't receive a verbal response from her I slowed my pace to her until I was at a full stop, only halfway through the aisle of separated onlookers.

"T-Twilight?" The sickly feeling entered in my gut once more. I shakily raised my hoof up, almost to touch out to her. "Heh, what's going on here?" I did a nervous chuckle trying to ease myself.

Twilight shook her head back and forth only once before raising herself to her hooves. She hung her head low as she turned around to face me, her bangs covering most of her face. The only feature I could make out was her mouth, a blank expression plastered over it.

I set my hoof down as she made her way towards me. The onlookers followed her as she headed up the aisle. My heart began to pound harder and faster to the point that started to feel a bit faint. Whatever was going on here, couldn't be good. Twilight finally reached me and looked up, brushing her bangs away from her eyes. Her eyes were heavy, heavy with a burden of what I wasn't sure. Tear stains surrounded her cheeks and irritation filled around her pupils.

She took a heavy sigh as her eyes lowered themselves once more, scanning the ground as if she had just dropped something. Looking back up at me, I could see her lips try to form a smile. Almost as if she was trying to give me a warm welcome. That only lasted a split second before he mouth opened up, taking a large inhale as she closed her eyes for a moment. She exhaled the breath and opened her eyes once again. Extending her hoof, she placed it on my shoulder. It was ice to the touch.

"I'm_" Twilight seemed to be getting choked up as tears formed at her eyes. "I-I'm sorry. So sorry, there was nothing I could do. I-I wish I could... I wish, I'm sorry I gotta go." Twilight removed her hoof from my shoulder as she covered her eyes, hiding her tears from sight as she ran past me and eventually out of the crowd.

What the hell just happened?

I turned back over to the still cleared row of ponies whose eyes were now looking upon me. I felt a hoof touch my side. I turned to see who was prodding me and to my surprise, saw Rarity standing there. I somehow had missed her in the crowd. She said nothing.

"Rarity, what the hell is going on here?!" I snapped at her. I was tired of the whole weird situatio...gatheri....whatever this was.

"There's been an accident dear." Rarity retained her tears that had now formed. I felt my stomach sink as my heart swelled up in my throat. "Scoot..."Rarity paused for a second, trying to keep herself calm and collected as to not make more of a scene. "Scootaloo's dead..."

Those words rung through my ears like thunder, deafening myself to the rest of the world. I was still trying to process what was just said to me, but my body already had reacted. Tears started flowing freely as they ran down my cheeks, eventually hitting the ground below.

I looked to my right as the mound of brown I had seen earlier but hadn't been able to get a good look at. I jerked Rarity's hoof off of me as I bolted over to Scootaloo, screaming her name aloud. When I reached her, I nearly vomited at the site before me. Her eye's. Her eye's were wide open, staring directly at me, while her mouth hung agape, as if she was in shock and awe.

I fell to my haunches as I lifted her lifeless shell with my forelegs. My tears staining her fur as they fell. Her corpse was as cold as ice.

The reality began to set in for me. I began screaming guttural sounds as I lost control of my emotions and got swept by new ones. Rage, remorse, confusion, sadness, agony, all of them quickly became my friend as I embraced Scootaloo against my chest, hoping to get some kind of reaction but to no avail.

~~~~

I eventually calmed down from my fit after Rarity had dragged me away from the scene that now haunted me every second. I rocked slightly back and forth causing the chair I was sitting on to creak ever so slightly.

"Ah don't understand how something like this could happen... How did she even get up there? And how did no pony save her. I mean there must had been some pegusai around, or unicorns even." Applejack asked with just as much confusion as me. Rarity had taken her back to Applejack's house seeing as how it was the closest to them next to Pinkie and the Cakes place. And knowing how Pinkie was, Rarity thought it better to keep me from the Pink ball of over excited energy that was Pinkie Pie... For now at least.

"I don't kno-" Rarity began to speak

"There wouldn't be..." I finally spoke my first words since coming back to the house.

Both of the mares looked at me with a stunned expression at first before changing to one of curiosity. I felt their stares on her and sighed at them.

"It's the grazing fields. You know, the place where nopony goes?" I said with a strained tone at them. This information was painfully obvious. "Besides Applejack on occasion's when she herded the cows to graze. Otherwise no one else went there." I hung my head back down again to resume staring at the wooden planks of the floor.

"That explains things some... But someone must have seen her or heard her at least. Why didn't somepony try to catch her?" Rarity said in innocence.

"THE FUCK DOES IT MATTER?!" I snapped slamming my hooves on the table, almost breaking it in two. Applejack and Rarity looked at me with fear and concern in their eyes whilst mine looked at them with pure rage. "She's gone... That's it..." I sunk back down into my chair slowly as I started to regret my outburst at them. I clenched my eye's shut as I felt another tear drop from my eye.

Both of them were silent as they looked at one another before turning back to me. "Look darling." Rarity started out, drawing the beginning of her sentence slowly as to gather the rest of her thoughts before continuing.

Just as she was about to continue, Applebloom and Sweetie Belle walked into the house. Both of them giggling with one another as they were already reminiscing today's failed CMC attempt at getting their cutie marks. All of the mares looked at the two fillies in silence and fear. The two crusaders stopped in the place as they saw the three sitting there at the dining room table and give them a wide grin.

"Hey guys!" Applebloom said with joy, Sweetie Belle said her hello too.

"H-Hey sugarcube." Applejack raised a hoof to her mouth, she was already getting caught up in her emotions. Just the thought of having to tell Applebloom one of her best friends had just died would prove rather difficult for her to do so.

Rarity on the other hand just looked at Sweetie Belle, not saying a word nor making any kind of expression to her sister.

"Why, uh why don't you go upstairs and play in your room for a bit. Me and the girls have something's we need to talk about." Applejack said

"Sure, come on Sweetie!" Applebloom said as she started heading upstairs to her room leading the way for Sweetie Belle to follow. Applejack put on a false smile as her sister and friend scurried themselves upstairs.

Once out of their line of sight Applejack let loose a exhale, along with her smile.

"How am ah suppose to tell her..." Applejack placed her hooves on the table and rested her head on them.

"And Sweetie Belle, she's such a delicate young thing." Rarity noted.

We all sat still in the ere quiet that had gathered among us.

"I'll tell them." I said in a low voice. Both Applejack and Rarity instantly shifted back over to me with a pure state of shock on their faces.

"You can't be serious." Rarity questioned.

"Yeah... I mean, why would you?" Applejack inquired.

"Because." Both of them looked at one another before turning back to me. Rarity was about to say something again before I interrupted her. "They're your sister's, I get that... But Scootaloo was like mine. Sure we weren't blood or anything like that, but that doesn't change the fact that she was my sister." Rarity closed her mouth as leaned back in her chair a bit.

"Are you sure sugar? It may not be the easiest thing to do, but me and Ms. Prissy pants over here can handle it." Applejack said. Rarity glared at Applejack. Not really the time to be making such remarks.

"Yeah I'm sure. I owe it to her. I also don't want you two to have to feel the pain I'm feeling." I said flatly. I looked up as I felt a hoof on mine. Rarity was gently rubbing the edge of my hoof to comfort me the best she could. I gave her a slight nod and got up from my chair. I gave both of them a quick glance before turning around and heading up the staircase to Applebloom's room.

Author's Note

Okay, I caved... I couldn't believe the massive amount of popularity this story has obtained. Especially with just a little over one thousand words!

That being the case, I have received a ton of messages and comments alike asking me to continue with this story. So I decided to wrap up some loose ends in the story. Hope you enjoy.

But what I really hope is that I don't take away from the original story and piss the people off who have thoroughly enjoyed it already.

There is another chapter to be put up soon btw!

Mourning: Part 2

Mourning

I walked up to the rooms door, I could hear girlish screaming and giggling just on the opposite side of it.

This is going to be difficult I thought to myself as I raised my right foreleg up to it.

I gently tapped on the door and almost instantly the laughter stopped and tiny hoofsteps could be heard on the wooden planks coming towards me. The door swung open revealing the butter colored filly with her red bow slightly crooked from their rough housing. She was panting some, still trying to catch her breath from what I could only assume was from jumping on her bed.

"Hi Rainbow Dash!" She said with such pep in her voice. I was about to take that away from her...

"Uh, hey." I fidgeted as I looked at her. Over her shoulder I could see Sweetie who was on Applebloom's bed staring back at us. "Can, can I come in?" I asked hesitantly.

"Well sure." Applebloom stepped to the side, letting me in before closing the door behind me. I walked to the opposite edge of where Sweetie was sitting and took a deep breath."So what's up?" Applebloom said as she plopped herself on her haunches in front of me.

"I-I... I was just wondering how the CMC attempts went over today is all." I lied... Pathetic.

The two fillies cheeks went red as they both stared at their blank flanks. Frowns evident on their faces.

"It went... Well, I guess." Sweetie said bashfully.

"Cool, Cool..." I said trying to buy me some more time. "Didn't get them this time huh?"

"Well no... But we'll have them for sure next time though!" Applebloom announced.

We three sat there in silence. A comfortable one for the two fillies but a terribly uneasy one for me. I shifted on the covers that were becoming increasingly itchy against my coat. The silence was broken when Sweetie took a breath to speak.

"Hey Rainbow Dash, why is my sister over here? She usually never comes over to Applejacks place." Sweetie asked with her head tilted to the her side. I could feel my heart crush as I sighed.

I have to tell them for their sake.

I got down from the bed and sat on the floor to get on their level. Both of pairs of eyes on me, waiting quietly for my response.

"Rarity is over here because..." For a brief moment I contemplated not telling them, making a lie instead to save some of their innocence in this matter. But that wouldn't be fair to Scootaloo if I had. I built up my courage again as I cleared my throat before I went on. "Because there's been an accident." I could barely bring myself to say those words. Both of the foals hung on my words as they left my mouth. "Scoo-Scootaloo's..." I-I couldn't say it to them... I just couldn't tell them that their friend was dead. It just wasn't in me. Instead I started to tear up, the torture of not being able to tell them wrenching my heart.

Those words however needed not be said as both of them became emotional. I looked at both of their faces as the tears that had been building up ran like a waterfall down my cheeks and onto the hardwood floor beneath. I think they could tell by tone in my voice that they knew what I was going to say. It wasn't hard to figure out I guess, with Scootaloo missing CMC cutie mark attempts today. Sweetie was the first, then Applebloom followed soon after, crying slowly at first but quickly escalating to uncontrollable sobs of pain. I extended both my hooves, wrapping them around the both of them, bringing them into my chest. They both extended their hooves right back at me and gripped me as tightly as they could, burying their faces into my chest, crying their hearts out. I leaned my head down into their manes and joined them with a quiet sob of my own. We must have sat there for hours on end, not moving an inch. Not saying a word. Just sharing the same feeling, sadness.

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Sweetie Belle sat on her haunches with her head hung low. She had taken her side next to the podium to allow Applebloom to speak on both of their behalf's. The murmurs from the back had settled down as Applebloom made her way up the stand and brought of some of her flash cards from her saddlebags. She cleared her throat as she straightened her flashcards before beginning to speak. The rain had started to pick up again drowning out most of the sound around them.

"Thank you, thank you all for coming out today to remember Sctooaloo. I'm not much for these kinds of things so ah'll be quick." Applebloom's voice was rough and scratchy, almost like mine. "I don't know how she went... Nor do I ever want to. I don't want to remember Scootaloo in any way, shape or form other than what I already remembered her as. A determined filly with a heart so caring that it would make Rarity herself fail in comparison." A small chuckle could be heard from Applebloom's joke. She looked down at the closed casket below her and shed a tear. "I found out about her death the same day that she had passed away from Rainbow Dash. And the first thing that ran across my mind... I admit, was selfish. For a brief moment, and only one moment, I cursed her name." Another tear rolled down her cheek.

"I felt betrayed. Hurt that she had left both me and Sweetie's lives forever..." She took a heavy, shaky breath before starting up again. "I thought, how could she just leave us? Did she even care for us... For all of us, not just me and Sweetie. How could she...I mean I know it wasn't her choice to leave us, but I still couldn't help but feel betrayed and hurt over it." Sweetie began to cry aloud once more causing a sympathetic moan from Rarity as she watched her sister so hurt.

I looked over to Applebloom, seeing that she was getting as choked up as Sweetie Belle.

"It pains me."She started up again. "It pains me that we will never grow up together... All the memories that will be lost, never to happen now..." A loud sniffle escaped Applebloom as she smeared her tears across her cheek. She tried to regain herself before speaking again but she lost herself. Her composure swept away in an instant as Applebloom's head fell down to the base of the podium. She started banging on it, slamming her hoof down onto it repeatedly screaming Scootaloo's name in pain. It was a heart wrenching display to watch. You could feel everyone around giving silent sympathy for the two filly's.

Applejack finally had to stand up and make her way over to pull Applebloom off of the podium. No one blamed her for her display of emotions, in fact everypony understood where she was coming from. But if not for Applejack intervening, Applebloom would had been up there all day, sobbing her heart out before everypony. Sweetie Belle and Applebloom went back to their seats and the preacher went back up to the podium. He asked if anypony else had something to say, and if so to come on up and speak. I looked around and saw nopony was going to get up.

She deserved better than this...

The preacher was about to give the okay to lower the casket into the ground when I rose up to take my place in front of everypony. I slowly walked around the ditch, never taking my eye's off of the casket. It's wooden gloss completely covered in rain droplets. I stood up at the podium and tapped on the mic a few times to make sure it was indeed on.

"I'm not very good at expressing my emotions, so this is going to be difficult for me."I hadn't originally planned on going up here so I didn't have much prepared or much to say for that matter. I cleared my throat some as I made quick glances with all my friends."Scootaloo... There wasn't many that knew her as well as I did. She was not only a friend to me, or a pupil that I taught all my flying tricks to but, she was also my sister. On any given day, no matter how I was feeling no matter how bad a day she was having, we were always there for one another. Always making each other laugh, smile and brighten each others day with the littlest of efforts." A whimper escaped me as I reflected on past event we had shared together. "What pains me the most, is that I won't be able to see her take her first flight... Nor compete with her in the next sisterhooves social that was scheduled for next month..."

I looked down at the casket, then up to the sky. "She... she showed promise... I had hoped one day to see her in a wonderbolt's uniform. A dream we both shared. Heh, she would even joke sometimes, saying that she was gonna replace me when my career was over with the bolts... I never had said what I thought about that to her, but I always thought she was right. And I would have been damn proud to see her take my place... But something that's lost now, only to become a distant memory in the back of my mind..." I could feel my eye's water and legs shake beneath me, I felt weak. M heart swelled in my throat. "I-I got nothing more to say..." I walked down from the podium before I too began to make a scene. I headed back to my seat slowly, looking at all the expressionless faces that had gathered here to mourn her. As I sat back down I leaned back and felt a hoof being placed on my shoulder and looked back to see Rarity giving me a smile of approval. I gave her a slight nod and turned back to the preacher who had already asked for others to come up and speak. When nopony else went up to speak he gave the go ahead to lower her into the hole. Once fully lowered some funeral workers started burying her with the mound of dirt that laid besides the hole. I looked up to the sky and closed my eyes, the rain still pouring down on me.

Goodbye Squirt...

Sorry, I just had to add this... :D

Author's Note

Okay it's done now... No more updates, tis fully complete now!

But I am still doing the 2 hour speedy chapter challenge for anyone(pony) who is interested still in reading my work. I'll be trying to connect all stories and or chapters with each other that way if you don't want to follow me and I already have the new story up by the time your seeing this, you can just link hop over to it. Sound good? Good!

Hope you all enjoy this one.