Scootaloo: A Short Story: Apple Bloom's Abuse
s still no smoke...” With a hoof, Scootaloo caressed the cheek where Apple Bloom’s tail hit her.
I faced away from them as I continued my lying streak. “I fell… on crayons”—I supported my chin with a hoof—“and, um, I still have some in my coat.” I glanced at them and pointed a hoof toward the lake. “We need to go into the water as soon as possible so I can wash off the stains!”
“Then, why were you dragging behind all the way instead of rushing us here?” asked Scootaloo.
“I was, um, saving my strength, so that I could get a cutie mark for sure this time.”
Scootaloo raised her eyebrows as she looked at me. Apple Bloom was still trying to read my face.
I had to get them on board. Faking a smile again was an option, but dismissed that idea, …show more content…
Instead of freeing the other leg, it sank as well. Her wings manically flapped all around.
“Take it easy!” I leaned back to avoid getting hit in the face by her slashing feathers.
The muddy prison gave way. The upward force launched Scootaloo in the air. If I weren’t there to catch her, she would have fallen on her back.
She sat in front of me, her head bowed to the ground, tears dripped across her muddy face. She was sobbing among her episodes of coughing.
Apple Bloom kept her mouth open as she descended on all four. Her muscles were tense and at the ready. She kept her stare on the sack of misery that lay between us.
The whole event had been intense and Scootaloo was obviously shaken, but I knew she was safe and unharmed. It only felt scary as it was happening, but all the while she wasn’t exposed to any real danger. She just inhaled some water.
I was glad the whole ordeal was over. To break the tension, I smiled at Apple Bloom. She exhaled and smiled back, relaxing her body a little.
The flashbacks of Scootaloo’s acrobatics compounded in my mind and the smile grew bigger, …show more content…
“I’m not laughing at you; I’m laughing with you.”
“Why ain’t I laughing then?”
I just shrugged my shoulders.
Her body shook as she screamed at me with all her might. “It’s not funny! I almost drowned back there!” She pointed a hoof at the bank.
I tried to calm her down. “You are such a drama queen, Scootaloo! You just soaked up some water. And you didn’t even make it to the lake. You were still on the bank.”
Apple Bloom thumped a hoof on the ground. “Sweetie Belle!”
“What?” I stood up on my four legs. “She was fine.” I waved a hoof in disregard at Scootaloo. “You can’t drown on dry land…”
Scootaloo pointed at me. “And you just stood there! You didn’t even—”
“—I helped you, remember!” I cut her off before she could start the blaming game.
“You sure took your sweet time with it,” Scootaloo persisted.
I bowed my head. She was right. I didn’t want her to be right, but she was.
I noticed a yellow patch at her hooves. The wet blot stained the area where Scootaloo had lain. I looked at her. “Did you pee yourself when you fell?”
Scootaloo’s body shook as her teeth clenched. Spread out wings folded to her side. The new embarrassment sucked the fight right out of her. She faced away from us, striking a hoof on the ground. “Let’s just go
I faced away from them as I continued my lying streak. “I fell… on crayons”—I supported my chin with a hoof—“and, um, I still have some in my coat.” I glanced at them and pointed a hoof toward the lake. “We need to go into the water as soon as possible so I can wash off the stains!”
“Then, why were you dragging behind all the way instead of rushing us here?” asked Scootaloo.
“I was, um, saving my strength, so that I could get a cutie mark for sure this time.”
Scootaloo raised her eyebrows as she looked at me. Apple Bloom was still trying to read my face.
I had to get them on board. Faking a smile again was an option, but dismissed that idea, …show more content…
Instead of freeing the other leg, it sank as well. Her wings manically flapped all around.
“Take it easy!” I leaned back to avoid getting hit in the face by her slashing feathers.
The muddy prison gave way. The upward force launched Scootaloo in the air. If I weren’t there to catch her, she would have fallen on her back.
She sat in front of me, her head bowed to the ground, tears dripped across her muddy face. She was sobbing among her episodes of coughing.
Apple Bloom kept her mouth open as she descended on all four. Her muscles were tense and at the ready. She kept her stare on the sack of misery that lay between us.
The whole event had been intense and Scootaloo was obviously shaken, but I knew she was safe and unharmed. It only felt scary as it was happening, but all the while she wasn’t exposed to any real danger. She just inhaled some water.
I was glad the whole ordeal was over. To break the tension, I smiled at Apple Bloom. She exhaled and smiled back, relaxing her body a little.
The flashbacks of Scootaloo’s acrobatics compounded in my mind and the smile grew bigger, …show more content…
“I’m not laughing at you; I’m laughing with you.”
“Why ain’t I laughing then?”
I just shrugged my shoulders.
Her body shook as she screamed at me with all her might. “It’s not funny! I almost drowned back there!” She pointed a hoof at the bank.
I tried to calm her down. “You are such a drama queen, Scootaloo! You just soaked up some water. And you didn’t even make it to the lake. You were still on the bank.”
Apple Bloom thumped a hoof on the ground. “Sweetie Belle!”
“What?” I stood up on my four legs. “She was fine.” I waved a hoof in disregard at Scootaloo. “You can’t drown on dry land…”
Scootaloo pointed at me. “And you just stood there! You didn’t even—”
“—I helped you, remember!” I cut her off before she could start the blaming game.
“You sure took your sweet time with it,” Scootaloo persisted.
I bowed my head. She was right. I didn’t want her to be right, but she was.
I noticed a yellow patch at her hooves. The wet blot stained the area where Scootaloo had lain. I looked at her. “Did you pee yourself when you fell?”
Scootaloo’s body shook as her teeth clenched. Spread out wings folded to her side. The new embarrassment sucked the fight right out of her. She faced away from us, striking a hoof on the ground. “Let’s just go