Scootaloo Prom Night


                                            "Okay. Sure you've got everything?"

                                            >"Yes, Anon. Of course. It's just a silly old prom."

                                            "Well, it's a big night for you."

                                            >"Hardly."

                                            >Scootaloo sulks. turning away from you.

                                            "What's that supposed to mean?"

                                            >"Nopony asked me to go with them."

                                            "Ah."

                                            >"I mean... Sweetie Belle's going with Featherweight! Apple Bloom's going with Applejack, which I guess is a little more embarrassing than going with nopony at all, but still!"

                                            "It's no big deal. I'm sure you and Apple Bloom can hang out. It's just about having a good time. You know, I didn't even go to my prom back on earth."

                                            >"You didn't!?"

                                            "Nope. I was like you, I guess... didn't really end up with anyone to go with, and, well..."

                                            >You stop yourself and smile. This is about her, not you.

                                            >"I guess it's okay. I just hope Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon aren't too mean about it. Are... you sure about this dress? It's a little itchy!"

                                            >The filly twists uncomfortably and tries to stretch out her wings.

                                            "It's good. You look beautiful in it."

                                            >She blushes and looks up at you.

                                            >"You think so, Anon?"

                                            >You give her a confident nod and lean in to accommodate as she reaches for a hug.

                                            >"Before I know it I'll be moving onto a whole new school."

                                            "It's gonna be a little harder, but I think you'll enjoy it."

                                            >You ruffle her mane and she giggles.

                                            "It's crazy how fast you grow up. Before I know it you'll be out the door."

                                            >"Oh, don't say that! You think I'd ever leave you, Anon?"

                                            "That's what they all say."

                                            >"C'mon, quit it! You're gonna make me teary-eyed. Bad enough I'm turning up at prom without a colt. Last thing I need is to show up crying."

                                            >The two of you share a laugh.

                                            "Think you're ready to go?"

                                            >"Wait! One last thing."

                                            >The filly disappears upstairs, and after a few moments returns with something around her neck.

                                            >"This is something my mom gave me. I didn't really know her long, but I remember her saying when she was a filly she wore this to her prom."

                                            >It's a small brooch that looks pretty old, but goes perfectly with Scootaloo's eyes.

                                            >"Ok! Ready!"

                                            >With a triumphant nod you open the door and she gallops outside.

                                            "Jeez. It's a little cold out here tonight. Aren't summer nights supposed to be warm?"

                                            >Scootaloo shrugs.

                                            >"Rainbow Dash must be taking a break tonight. You know what cold weather means, though?"

                                            >You climb into the carriage that's waiting to take you, but before you can ask her what, she leaps onto you, wrapping her hooves around you.

                                            >"Lots of hugs, of course!"

                                            >The carriage departs for the Ponyville schoolhouse.