It had been two weeks since the events of the flood. Scootaloo from school once the news got was still adjusting to life with Rainbow Dash.
"Morning kid," Rainbow said walking into Scootaloo's room.
"Morning," Scootaloo said getting out of bed .
She went down and made herself breakfast. A bowl of cereal. This has been her routine for the past two weeks. Rainbow Dash took Scootaloo to the doctor to make sure she didn't get hurt during the flood, thankfully she didn't. Rainbow also arranged for her to meet with a therapist once a week. Miss. Cheerilee said she was welcome to come back when she felt ready, after the break was over and she heard the news. Scootaloo has been doing a lot better since the flood. At first she was depressed and traumatized, rightfully so. But once she got her feeling out with Rainbow Dash and her therapist she's been slowly turning to normal. Until one day she got a letter.
Dear Scootaloo,
I hope you're happy now. It's your fault my sister and her husband are dead. If it wasn't for you they would still be in Cloudsdale. They moved when my sister got pregnant with you. It's your fault that they moved to the ground. If it weren't for you they would still be alive. I hope you're satisfied with yourself Scootaloo! Thank you for ruining our family!
Aunt Maget
Scootaloo had tears in her eyes as she read it. Rainbow noticed this.
"Squirt? What's wrong?," she asked.
Scootaloo was unable to answer. Instead she handed the letter to Rainbow, looking away from her, shutting her eyes tight, fighting the urge to sob. Rainbow took the letter and her eyes dilated, shrinking to the size of golfballs.
"Where the heck did this come from?!,"
