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- >Dumbstruck.
- >Quick you fool! Say something.
- >Well then stop yelling at me and do something brain!
- >”It’s because I’m a human isn’t it?” Sweet, pull that species card.
- >”What?!?” Aha got her now. “Not at all!”
- >”You don’t want your ‘pure P0ny children’ interacting with lowly Homo Sapiens”
- >Miss Mayor stands from her desk. You know she doesn’t have a hoof to stand on. “Now see here, I have nothing against you Homos.”
- >Wait what? That’s not right, do something!
- >”Uh... Hey, that’s OUR word.”
- >Smooth
- >Not now.
- >Miss Mayor grunts disapprovingly. “Who is this regarding? You must have a specific Colt and/or Filly in mind.”
- >Ok, time to drop the offended act, it’s not working.
- >”Scootaloo....”
- >”Oh my,” She interupts. “Yes, I understand... My hooves are still tied, but I understand.”
- >Stupid laws
- >”Listen, it’s ok if she stays with you. Nop0ny will stop you. Actual adoption is reserved only for couples though.”
- >Well, you guess that’s ok. Not the marriage thing, the ‘it’s ok if she lives with you’ part.
- >You change the tone and ask for permission to conduct home extension. After everything, she agrees and you slink your dumb ass out.
- >Ok, so you’ve made progress today.
- >Scootaloo inadvertently prevented a rape attempt.
- >You got the go ahead of sorts to let her stay with you
- >AND your bro should be coming home any time now.
- >Yup things are coming up Anon.
- >On your way back home... What’s that in the sky? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? NO it’s Rainbow Dash.
- >You give a friendly wave, doubting she even saw you.
- >To your surprise, she banks your way, does a few loops and lands like a feather right next to you.
- >Brohoof.jpg
- >”So? How was it?” You ask excitedly, almost bouncing like a schoolgirl.
- >Damn, the mayor was right.
- >She takes her hooves and holds your face. She’s staring directly at you with a deadpan stare. “It.... was AWESOME!”
- >The two of you squeal a bit and do a little jump.
- >Yup, looks like you’ll be needing that word.
- >In your excitement, you almost forgot. “OH wait to tell me until we get to my place. I kind of have a guest over and they’d LOVE to hear all about it.”
- >She lets you go and the two of you start walking home.
- >Yup, Scootaloo will love this.”
- >You walk. Dash keeps herself occupied by doing loops and rolls in the clouds.
- >Yup your bro’s back, Scoots will be ecstatic, all around a good day.
- >You get to your door and pop it open.
- >Scootaloo was busy trying to clean and helped herself to the last of the cake. Whatever, she deserves it.
- >Dash trots in and the second Scootaloo sees her, she’s bounding around the couch
- >”Oh my gosh you’re back! What was it like? Was it fun? I wish I could go!” bounce bounce bounce
- >Rainbow chuckles “Heh yeah... Um Anon.”
- >She pulls you in close and whispers “What’s she doing here?”
- >Oh that Rainbro, you should have told her sooner. She probably never took you for a kid person.
- >”Well, I let her stay with me for a bit... She was all alone and well... I guess I’ve adopted her for a while.”
- >Dash gives a half smile. “After she goes to bed, I think we need to have a talk.”
- >Well that was cryptic.
- >You make a nice dinner and Dash tells of all the sights and wonders she experienced at BoltCon.
- >Through the whole thing you get the distinct impression that she’s just mildly putting up with the added presence.
- >Soon enough though, the excitement proves enough for your young filly charge.
- >With a warm smile, you carry her to your bed and tuck her in. You can withstand that couch for a little bit longer.
- >When you get back though, Dash has a solemn look. “Anon.... Don’t get too attached to her.”
- >WTF?
- >”Whoa bro, that’s a little harsh isn’t it?” You sit on the couch, man the tension is REALLY thick right now.
- >Dash shakes her head. “It’s complicated. It’s a Pegasus thing.”
- >Oh now you get it. “Listen, I know you all don’t have a nuclear family structure, but I think this is for the best.”
- >She sighs again “No, that’s not it... She can’t fly.”
- >Huh? These p0nies are weird. “All because she can’t really fly doesn’t mean she can’t be loved Dash.”
- >She face hoofs and growls. “You just don’t.... Ugh you wouldn’t understand!”
- >You get up angrily. How dare she. “I’m a lot smarter then I look Rainbow, give me SOME credit.”
- >”No no,” Hah now she’s on the defensive. “I know you’ll understand, but you won’t UNDERSTAND.... Damnit, I need a drink.”
- >You let her raid your stash. She doesn’t even bother with a glass and takes a long pull straight from the bottle.
- >”She... She’s not here because she’s trying to lead a normal life.”
- >Damn cryptic p0nies “So?”
- >”She’s here to find her place... Weak fliers have no place in the sky. If she can’t find her place on the ground like Fluttershy.... She’s going to.... The Factory.”
- >You gulp hard “What ‘Factory?’”
- >She collapses on the couch. “The Rainbow Factory.... In there, not a single soul can get through alive.”
- >Welp... let’s take inventory.
- >This morning you were the happy father figure to an abandoned adorable little Pegasus. Now you’re apparently just an in between until she gets shipped off to a Pegasus death camp.
- >Whatthefuckiswrongwiththisplace?
- >You sit in stunned silence for what feels like forever. You snatch the bottle from Rainbow and start chugging.
- >Hey buddy, you might want to take it easy
- >No liver, not today
- >Okay
- >Rainbow breaks the silence. “Well, it’s not like it’s a guarantee... there are loopholes”
- >”You bitch,” you cough as you supress angry tears, yup totally manly tears of anger. “you knew... You of all p0nies knew the most.”
- >”Anon, I...”
- >You don’t let her finish. “Don’t justify this. Don’t you DARE say this is ‘just your way’”
- >Watch it dude, you’re getting pretty tense.
- >I know body, can’t help it right now.
- >”She needs somep0ny, someone, ANYONE... She needs a hero. A real one, not an idol fad like you.” Venom drops off of every syllable. “I think you need to go before I do something I may regret.”
- >She slips out, head low.
- >Once again, you collapse on the couch. All your emotions come pouring out of you.
- >Hate to say I told you so.
- >For the love of Celestia brain...
- >I know, we’ll figure something out, together.
- >Thanks brain.
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