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Scootaloo and Spike - Soaring Emotions

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I wanted to write a fanfic about Scootaloo, Spike, and Sweetie Belle in a triangular relationship. Instead, I drew this picture and write the below short story from the point of view of Spike. I have not proofread the story at all, so it's probably full of typos and stuff.

Anyway, enjoy some good feels. =D




What do I do? I thought, as Scootaloo moved her pouted lips towards me.

I could never have seen this coming, but that may just be me. I guess I'm a little unobservant sometimes, but this just seems to be coming out of nowhere!

I guess I should explain. About a year ago, my wings started to come in. It was a little painful at first, but I got over it. I mean, I was growing wings! How cool is that?

It seemed pretty cool at the time, but as I found out, it's hard to learn how to fly. It took most of the past year for them to come in enough for me to even think about trying, in any case.

So, anyway, fast-forward to a couple weeks ago. I was at Rarity's place, helping out, which I told her I am always available to do. As usual, though, it seemed like I was mostly just sitting around with pins sticking out of me while she worked on making clothes. It almost feels like I spend more time with Sweetie Belle these days than with Rarity.

Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, have all already gotten their cutie marks, but they still are the best of friends, and still call themselves that. I find it kind of cute. They're all growing up, just like me, and so at least Sweetie Belle and I seem to have a lot of common things to talk about while Rarity is busy.

During one particular conversation, she brought up how my wings had come in nicely, and asked if I could fly yet. I told her no, of course, and she giggled a little and then moved closer to whisper in my ear.

"You know who else can't fly yet?" she asked me, quietly. I shook my head.

"Scootaloo," she said.

I remembered that Scootaloo couldn't fly when she was a filly, but I thought for sure she'd be flying by now.

"Well," I said, "maybe she and I could learn to fly together."

Sweetie Belle smiled sweetly and nodded her head.

"That would be so sweet of you," she said. "She's sort of lost her confidence, and said the other day that she thought she'd never be able to fly."

"Well, I'll try to cheer her up, then, and get her into the air. Maybe I'll be able to finally do it, too!" I said, deciding that Scootaloo and I would fly together.

The next day, I was able to meet with Scootaloo over on the Apple farm. We did wing exercises, ran around trying to flap our wings, and even jumped out of some trees. Nothing really ended with either of us flying, but she seemed happy to finally have someone to learn alongside with.

We took a break and sat under a tree, munching on apples as we talked.

"So you've never had anyone to help teach you to fly?" I asked.

"No..." said Scootaloo. "Not like this, anyway. A tried to get Rainbow Dash to teach me a few times, but it just never worked out. She never seems to have time."

"I guess the other Crusaders aren't much help, either, seeing as they aren't pegasi," I said.

"They do what they can," said Scootaloo with a smile. "I'm really lucky to have them around, actually. If it weren't for Sweetie Belle insisting I come out here today, I would never have found you as a training partner!"

I smiled. "Well, I'm happy to be of help!"

Days passed, and almost every day, I would go train with Scootaloo in that field. We fell a lot, got some cuts, got some bruises, but nothing could stop us. We persisted no matter what!

We talked a lot, too, about all sorts of things. The past few days, Scootaloo has become more quiet, though. She's still training as hard, but she's been a bit distant. I felt a little curious as to why. I hoped she hadn't been getting discouraged.

But then today, there was a breakthrough. Scootaloo leaped out of a tree and glided! And I don't mean for a short distance, I mean for a long time! She looped in the air, holding her wings steady, and swooped overhead. It was awesome, like something in her brain finally clicked, and she figured out how to do it in a split second.

She landed in front of me, a huge smile on her face. I could tell that tears were welling up in her eyes, and I felt so proud of her.

"You did it, Scoot! You flew!" I yelled and ran towards her.

She smiled and looked at the ground.

"You're speechless!" I said. "I know that feeling! You must be so pumnped!"

She continued to look at the ground and spoke very softly. "Yeah. I do feel pumped! I feel like I could do... anything!" she said with a bit of hesitation.

"Right! You can do anything you put your mind to!" I responded.

She lifed her head up and looked at me.

"Hey... Spike," she said just as softly as before. "You spend a lot of time with Sweetie Belle at Rarity's, don't you?"

"Yeah," I said, "Why? What's up?"

Scootaloo closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them, staring right into mine. I was starting to get a little confused. She was blushing and acting way more... feminine than usual.

"Do you... like Sweetie Belle?" she asked me, her eyes sort of sparkling now, still a bit teared up from the excitement of her first real flight.

"Like her?" I asked, not sure what she meant. "Well yeah, Sweetie Belle is a good friend. You know nopony could really hate Sweetie Belle!"

Scootaloo sighed. "That's not what I meant!" she said, a bit more sternly. "Do you, you know, like her?"

I understood exactly what she was asking now. I backed away a couple of steps and shook my head. How do I feel about Sweetie Belle? She's just a friend, right? We do spend a lot of time together, we do talk a lot, and she does seem to always want to just sit with me and talk, and laugh...

And that's when it dawned on me. Just mere seconds ago, really. Sweetie Belle liked me. Like, she liked me. I had only ever paid attention to Rarity, of course.

I gulped. "Why... do you ask?" I said nervously.

Scootaloo stepped towards me again.

"Because," she said, closing her eyes, "I love you."

She pouted her lips and pushed her face towards mine. And now we're back to the present. Scootaloo is advancing towards me, dangerously close to planting one on me, and I still don't know what to do. It's been a mere second, though, and I don't think I have much time to consider my options.

I feel a warm sensation at my lips. A soft and warm feeling as her lips press against mine, wrap around mine. She tilts her head slightly, pushes in closer. I still don't know what to do. Something soft and warm is pressing against my teeth. I can't stop it, I can't. My lips and teeth part further. My arms, which had been raised to resist, instead move up and around the back of her head. I lean forward. I feel her breath against my nose, her hair against my forehead, her soft, simple tongue pressing gently against my own very different dragon tongue. I feel her body shaking, or is it mine? Or are we both just shaking, confused and caught in this moment.

My first kiss. Is it hers, too? My heart is beating so fast it feels like it might explode out of my chest.

I finally go back to what she'd said. She'd said she loves me. This young mare, who I'd only spent much time with in the past couple of weeks, but had known for years, loved me. How do I feel, though? How do I feel about any of the girls I knew? Rarity? Was that just an unattainable dream? Sweetie Belle? Had she been trying to warm me up to her for so long, and I'd been blind to it? Scootaloo? Who I might never have spent all this time with if it weren't for a single conversation with Sweetie Belle? How do I feel about these girls? Do I really know what love is?

As I am thinking this, I see Scootaloo's face, and feel her lips pull away from mine. Her eyelids are heavy, and her eyes are staring into mine.

"Scoot, I..." is all I can blurt out, not even knowing what to say.

Scootaloo smiles at me. "How did I do?" she asks.

"At flying? or kissing?" I ask.

She giggles. "Both," she says as she starts to blush an even brighter red.

The kiss was wonderful, more so than I could have imagined it would be. I feel like I really want to do it again. Maybe it's my turn to be brave, now.

"Good, but you need practice," I said, moving my face towards her. She closes her eyes and presses her lips to mine again.

As we kiss a second time, I think to myself.

Am I brave? Foolish? Careless? Maybe a little bit of all three, but I wouldn't trade this moment for the world.
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Evilzoroark's avatar
OoO... Didn't see that comin.
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littlecolt's avatar
Read the story?
Pinkieshy435's avatar
<font><font>oh... okay</font></font>:D (Big Grin) 
GUILLE832's avatar
The pic is quite simple, however the story was great! I liked it really much, the feelings, the actions, everything. And I think they are a nice couple. I don´t know why, but I think that Spike is more like Scootaloo than like Rarity or even Sweetie Belle (another couple I love). Great job.
verzenard's avatar
Were these 2 even teens yet? You just made 2 kids kiss with tongue! but then again, most spike stories I've read had him as a either a kid or teen kissing with tongue!
littlecolt's avatar
This story happens later than the show. They should be the equivalent of teens in this.
DJspike00's avatar
LOVE IT! man your great with fanfics...for myself i love this fanfic..it really makes scence
littlecolt's avatar
Thanks. I still really like this short thing, too, even though it was originally intended to be a longer fanfiction where Spike/Scoot/Sweetie would have a triangular relationship.

That said, there are plenty of things I don't like about the picture. It's one I may redo someday.
Socksthewarrior's avatar
YAYAYAYA scoots :iconscootalooslamheadplz:

YAYAYAYA story
congrats on being my first shiiping story at that
though to date i have now read ... 3

yes 3 fics
4 if you count mine but i dont

the story is great
the pic looks alittle ... rushed i guess

god i never thought id enjoy reading ...
ponies can do strange things to you
littlecolt's avatar
| god i never thought id enjoy reading ...

Egghead.
littlecolt's avatar
I guess I spent about an hour on the pic. Sketched in pencil, then traced with pen. This is really me level of skill, though, if I do a pic quickly like that. The story was the important part of this, but I thought I'd try and do a pic with a story like I'd seen done before.

The pic I'm working on now, which will take a little while, is a request from someone, so I want to make it look good. It's an OC pic, even, which is something I thought I'd never do. But I told her I'd draw something, at the time not thinking of the prospect of being asked to draw an OC, and then bam, she asked me to draw her OC.

So now I get to learn how to draw her OC, then try to draw her OC in the situation she described. It's actually been fun so far, though still in the learning and planning stages.
Socksthewarrior's avatar
well drawing OCs is all i seem to do :iconderpyshrugplz:
if you open up requests OCs are bound to happen

OCs can be fun at times
especially if they are creative
easy to learn new things
deathtoner's avatar
why does spike have wings, and for sweetiebelles foreleg, the bottom needs more curve
littlecolt's avatar
Did you read the story under the picture?
deathtoner's avatar
I did not, it was like 2 am, and i couldnt focus
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