Scootaloo. She was young. She was strong. The Pegasus filly was full of adrenalin and not to mention potential.
Scootaloo liked to spend her time doing lots of fun things. Such as riding her scooter around Ponyville, going on adventures with her best friends crusading to find out what their special talent could be. But her most favourite way to spend her time was to sit on the lowest cloud she could find and watch as her rainbow mane idol performed impossible feats.
At the end of the day as the sun began to set hiding in the far mountains of Ponyville, the young filly and her adoptive big sister would get comfy on a fluffy cloud and watch the sun go down. They would talk of there hopes and dreams. Joining the wonderbolts, finally earning her cutie mark, spending more time with spitfire, learning how to fly.
Scootaloo jumped and scrambled up onto a cloud she had spotted not so far from the ground. The filly was exited, Rainbow dash had promised her she had a very special surprise for her. Scootaloo sat and waited patiently. Minuetes past and the little pony started to wonder when Rainbow would arrive. The blue Pegasus was never late for her afternoon traing session.
Just as Scootaloo was starting to panic something or some pony shot out from no where, making the filly jump up and lose her grip from where she was sitting. But just as the flightless pony began to fall something swooped down and caught her. "Rainbow dash!" exclaimed Scootaloo looking up at her hero. The fast Pegasus placed her little sister back down on her cloud seat and ruffled her hair. "Carful squirt" Rainbow chuckled "Ready to see something awesome?" Scootaloo nodded her head, she was a little shaken up from almost falling but nothing was going to stop her from witnessing her big sisters amazing flying moves.
Rainbow shot back into the air. The blue Pegasus went as high as Scootaloo had ever seen any pony fly. Then Rainbow shot back spun around and pummelled downwards. The look on the younger ones face was ecstatic. A blurry barrier formed from rainbows hoofs and then as she was almost back on ground level something extraordinary happened, a rainbow of all the colers of the Pegasus mane shot from behind her. She whiled and twirled in the sky where the sun was starting to go down. Scootaloos eyes began to tear up as she read the message that was written in rainbow twirls. Happy birthday Scootaloo.