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Helping Her Bad End by HeliAnon

By SlavePonyGeneral
Created: 20th December 2020 11:08:50 PM

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  3. >It didn't take long after you both got back to have everything set up in her new room.
  4. >The delivery guys had everything hauled in and set up quite quickly.
  5. >And much to the orange-little’s complaining she helped get everything else done like the cleaning.
  6. >Which brought us to this moment.
  7. >You and the little devil were having another argument.
  8. >Right there in front of your house.
  9. >”I want to learn to fly.”
  10. “Scootaloo, I don’t think that a good idea.”
  11. >”Come on, I’m sure Flutteshy can teach me if we ask her.”
  12. “Fluttershy is at work, besides don’t you think it’s a little rude to just bother her like that.”
  13. >”Fine, then just let me practice here.”
  14. “Yeah, not happening, you almost broke your neck in the living room earlier.”
  15. “What makes you think that I would let you do that out here?”
  16. >”Stop telling me I can’t, I know I can fly if try harder.”
  17. “Scoots, please stop. You’re going to hurt yourself if you keep pushing like this.”
  18. >The pony stared at you defiantly.
  19. >Deep down you just didn’t want to say it.
  20. >Her wings were useless.
  21. >They bound them long ago and impeded their growth.
  22. >She was never going to fly.
  23. >But as much as you knew the truth you weren’t ever going to say it directly.
  24. >Not even you were that much of an asshole.
  25. >Well you might be to others, but not her.
  26. “Please, let’s go back inside. We can talk this over there.”
  27. >You motioned back towards your abode.
  28. >”No! I can fly and I’m going to prove it to you, just you watch!”
  29. >With that outburst, Scootaloo took off towards the street.
  30. >Without even thinking you gave chase.
  31. “Scoots, come back you’re going to hurt yourself!”
  32. >You yelled.
  33. >But she only ignored you.
  34. >And ran straight into the middle of the street.
  35. >An instant was all it took.
  36. >A car’s horn.
  37. >The squealing of tires as the cars brakes were slammed down.
  38. >And the sickening sound of a living being hit by a moving car.
  39. >God no, please no.
  40. >Don’t let it be what you think it is.
  41. >Without any concern for yourself you leapt into the street.
  42. >She’s okay, maybe it’s not as bad as you’re thinking Anon.
  43. >She just got a little bump and she’s fine.
  44. >There laying in the middle of the road was Scootaloo.
  45. >Rushing over you looked her over.
  46. >Please be okay.
  47. >You were almost about to move her when common sense kicked in.
  48. >If she had internal damage moving someone could do more harm than good.
  49. >”I’m sorry she just came out of nowhere.”
  50. >The voice behind you belonged to the driver.
  51. >But he didn’t matter, nothing else at the moment mattered except her.
  52. >I have to get her to some sort of help.
  53. >Fucking act Anon.
  54. “Just get me a ride to an veternaniray clinic.”
  55. >As gingerly as you possibly could you picked up Scootaloo.
  56. >It was a calculated risk, either get her to some help or wait here.
  57. >You sure as hell weren’t going to wait around.
  58. >Walking over to the car you got in passenger side as the guy closed the door and got behind the wheel.
  59. >”Man, I’m sorry. But it was an accident.”
  60. “I’m not mad bud, just get me to an vet now.”
  61. >With that you were off.
  62. >Scootaloo was breathing, but it was strained.
  63. >Just hang in there.
  64. >You knew that the closest clinic was only a few minutes away, but the drive itself felt like it took hours.
  65. >The guy sped up to the front and onto the curb right in front of the door.
  66. >At least he was trying to help.
  67. >Moments later you were inside and yelling.
  68. “I need some help, she got hit by a car.”
  69. >Like a swarm several people in scrubs rushed and began the organized chaos that is emergency room procedures.
  70. >A small gurney was brought out for you to lay her down on.
  71. >As she was wheeled off you couldn’t help but feel despair.
  72. >But she was going to be fine.
  73. >She was here, these people were going to help her and tomorrow you’d both be laughing about it while eating some ice cream.
  74. >Just calm down, having a panic attack isn’t going to make this situation any better.
  75. >Sitting down in one of the chairs in the waiting room you let the chain of events roll through your head.
  76. >Why didn’t you stop her?
  77. >Maybe if you yelled at her to stop sooner.
  78. >Maybe if you just plain told her she wasn’t going to fly.
  79. >All these maybes.
  80. >Some responsible adult you were.
  81. >The scene from earlier just kept replaying in your head.
  82. >How long were you sitting there re-living the events of what just happened.
  83. >Cause it felt like a fucking eternity.
  84. >”Mr. Mouse?”
  85. “Yes that’s me. How is she?”
  86. >Jumping up you rushed to the older gentleman who called your name.
  87. >”Please follow me.”
  88. >With that you followed, through a hallway past some empty examination rooms.
  89. >Until you went inside an office.
  90. >The doctor, you assumed he was a doctor anyway closed the door and took his seat across from you.
  91. >”Mr. Mouse, the young filly you brought in.”
  92. “Her name is Scootaloo.”
  93. >”Yes, Scootaloo. She suffered blunt vehicular trauma, and it was quite severe.”
  94. >You watched as he looked over the clipboard on his desk.
  95. >”Massive internal bleeding and several broken bones.”
  96. “But she’ll be fine right?”
  97. >”Mr. Mouse, I’m sorry.”
  98. >”Even with everything we’ve done her heart and lungs suffered extreme damage.”
  99. >”Damage which we can’t fix.”
  100. >You felt sick to your stomach.
  101. >Like you were about to throw up or pass out.
  102. >Both would be a welcome option at this point.
  103. >And from the looks of it the guy saw that, since he handed you the bin from underneath his desk.
  104. >”We have her sedated and on pain killers, but she won’t last much longer.”
  105. “Please is there anything? I’ll get the money, whatever it takes just please!”
  106. >The doctor just looked at you with an apologetic face.
  107. >”Mr. Mouse it’s not a matter of money. It’s impossible, all we can do is make her comfortable now.”
  108. >With that he stood up and slowly led you to another room.
  109. >And there laying on a bed with several hoses attached to her was the little filly that meant more to you than anything ever before in your life.
  110. >You were numb as you approached her bedside.
  111. >Slowly you raised your hand and gently brushed her mane from her face.
  112. >This wasn’t fair.
  113. >God dammit this wasn’t fair.
  114. >You two barely got to know each other.
  115. >She had her whole life ahead of her.
  116. >This wasn’t right.
  117. >How long did you stand there?
  118. >Did it matter?
  119. >What the fuck did anything matter anymore.
  120. >But the dreaded moment came regardless.
  121. >The heart monitor gave that monotone noise.
  122. >She was gone.
  123. >And the only thing left for you to do was cry.
  124.  
  125. >Walking into your backyard you made your way to the tombstone settled underneath the tree.
  126. “Hey Scoots, you won’t believe what happened at work today.”
  127. >And there in the last few hours of light you spent the rest of the day recounting everything that happened.
  128. >After Scootaloo passed a lot happened, and not just to you.
  129. >Another portal opened, much like the one that brought the ponies to this world.
  130. >The rulers that came were less than pleased when they learned what became of their subjects.
  131. >And basically gave an ultimatum about freeing their subjects.
  132. >The president nearly shit his pants on live television when a horse told him to let her people go or she’d supernova the place to hell.
  133. >Some went back to their world.
  134. >Some chose to stay, looked like you weren’t the only asshole that was kind to ponies.
  135. >You however were a wreck for a long time.
  136. >The weight of the fight you had with Scootaloo being the last time you ever spoke broke your heart.
  137. >But your friends helped.
  138. >Hell even Jerry came back and managed to be a bro about everything.
  139. >Fluttershy chose to stay, without her help you’d probably wouldn’t have recovered as fast.
  140. >You were better now.
  141. >It still hurt that you wouldn’t see her happy smile, but you were better.
  142. >And you were never going to forget that little pony.
/spg/ scootaloo

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