" Earth pony, you have met your match in Scootaloo!" Scootaloo declared.
" Wha? Where am I? The last thing I remember is bucking apples in the orchard and then someone came up behind me after Dashie left. And then I woke up here..." Applejack said, starting to struggle against her bonds.
" Where you are doesn't matter, what matters is that you will no longer have the chance to challenge my precious Dashie. And don't even think of trying to escape! I learned my rope tying from the most elite and skilled Pegasus in Cloudsdale!" Scootaloo chided, snickering darkly as she trotted around Applejack's prone form.
" Wha... Who are you?" Applejack asked, her eyes wide with fright.
" I'm Rainbow Dashes true love, and nothing will stop me from saving her from lowly earth ponies and unicorns. NOTHING!" Scootaloo screamed into Applejack's face.
" Now listen 'ere, if Rainbow Dash and you are attached by the flank, how come she never talks about ye'?" Applejack asked, snapping back at Scootaloo.
" You are mistaken. She loves me and I love her, and that's why your little stunt in the orchard is unacceptable, trying to steal my Dashie from me. It's almost unforgivable. But I'm a kind pony, if you promise to cut off all relations with Dashie and never speak of this again, I'll let you leave with all four of your legs intact. Though I can't say the same for that face of yours. I have no idea what my darling Dashie sees in you." Scootaloo said derisively, walking over to the wall, where a variety of tools in various states of cleanliness.
" What're you gonna do to my face?" Applejack asked, trying to distract Scootaloo while she worked the ropes binding her feet against a conveniently placed rock in the cave floor.
I c'n understand the feet, but all these other ropes? Seems like a fine waste to me, s'almost as though she was makin' me a jacket or something, I got ropes all up and down my body. Awfully strange to dress a pony up before disfigurin' them.
" I was thinking a couple of good scars... Maybe bleed you for a bit, which side do you consider your 'good' side?" Scootaloo asked Applejack, while examining a hand-scythe and a hatchet.
" My left side is my good side!" Applejack said loudly and obviously.
" That's why you always show your right side to the camera?" Scootaloo stated, settling for a rusty scythe.
Reader's Note: I wanted you to get some Scoota Perspective, I realized she's at least three times as psychotic as in the series, but I've seen some worse pairings, Pinkamina X Scoota for example.
