Yeah we're back baby! And! We! Bring You! Another chapter of "Scales in School", I am Notch Steele with my mentor, the psychotic scientist, Doctor Gear Switch!
I let you join my studies of psycology and criminology not even a week ago and you take the header first? I should place you in Room-C519, with the evenly insane patient #028, Pinkamena Diane Pie.
No! No! Not in there! Not after what you told me about patient #009, Scootaloo, in Room-F730. Either that, I'm not going into any room.
Welcome to the asylum then Notch. Now where were we? Ah yes, answering reviews, I'm sorry about the interruption, so lets get answering shall we:
ultimateCCC: And the countdown begins...
Portalfan43510: Expect the unexpected.
He23t: You notice these kind of things in TV shows and movies, so don't come telling me the pace is a little too quick
ANon: I'll think about the ideas and if I do add them in, I Pinkie-Promise to give full credit to you for the ideas.
Karlos1234ify: Shit happens *shrugs shoulders*
Metal Zekrom: Everything is going haywire and its building fast, prepare all your anus'!
Ultimoto The Great: Noooooooo! Notch we lost him, throw him Room-H427!
Right away sir!
GoneSouth1: Yum, I like pudding.
And I like yams.
Nopony cares Notch!
Oh...
NightsOwl: Not every pony knows *cough* Notch *cough*
Devond: Notch you answer this!
Okay... Well earlier in the story Dr. Gear Switch mentioned it was going to be a foalcon story. So this should answer that question.
Killerbeats359: Soon, just be patient please, I just ran out of ideas on that story and I'm on hiatus on it.
bluesword456: 1 down, 2 to go. I'm rootin' for ya Spike to get the job done!
Enjoy...
Spike paced around the room with fear in his eyes, "Oh no, oh no, oh no... If Twilight comes upstairs, we are ssoooo screwed", he commenced, looking away and back at the just as freaked Scootaloo.
"Don't you have anything? Like any scented candles or something?", she asked, standing by the door making sure if Twilight was coming upstairs.
The dragon stopped and thought... ... ... "YES! We do actually, some were a gift from Twilights mom sometime back. They're in her room, I'll be back. Just make any kind of noise when you see Twilight coming up", he darted out of the room as silent as a mouse, rushing into his and the unicorns room.
He searched through the only bookshelf in the room and struck gold just on the third shelf, "Bingo! It's right here." Spike grabbed one of the scented candles and dashed back out and literally dived into the room, accidently tackling down the filly, "Ow! Watch it scales."
They got back up almost instantly and stared with a little blush in eachothers eyes, "Sorry Scoot, but hey, I found one. Now if I would just light this up and we'll hopefully be in the clear", he placed the candle near the bed on a nightstand and blew a small fire at it. The wax melted a bit to it, yet it lit up and a fresh smell of strawberries started to erupt from it.
Scootaloo took a large inhale of the sweet scent and sighed in relief, "Phew, glad we'll survive."
Spike grunted, "Why did we do it?", he eargerly asked, stepping up in front of the pegasus.
The tangerine filly remarked, "Hey, you could've said no, but you went along with it. So don't throw all of the blame on me." She stepped away from the dragon and grabbed onto the bed sheets, yanking them off and tossing them to the floor, "Besides, you have any spares."
The drake walked up behind her, "Just answer the question. I'm not blaming you or anything am I?" He grabbed the sheets walked back to the dpor and peeked out of it, luckily still no sign of the unicorn. He stepped out slowly witht the filly following behind, about to answer to his question.
"I really don't know okay. I just, couldn't help it really. I really want to be like Rainbow Dash and my liking for her drove me to do that", she gave a bad smile and Spike groaned as a reply.
Spike had no idea where to put the semen smelling sheets, looking around for a place to put them without the mare downstairs catching the odor. An idea popped into his mind, however he thought it might grab the unicorns attention and get her to come up. "I'll see if I can throw it into the bathtub and wash it as quickly as I can. I just hope Twilight doesn't come upstairs. Besides what time is it? The clock back inside the guest room, you mind checking?" He walked inside the bathroom and threw the sheets into the tub.
Scootaloo turned around and went back in the guest room, looking up to the clock that was hanged high on the wall above the window to the right side of the bed, 11:37. She went back to Spike who had closed the door to the bathroom right as she entered, "Its eleven-thirtyseven", she informed, deciding to sit on the toilet-seat and let Spike wash down the sheets.
"You don't have to stay in here you know", Spike said, no giving eye contact to the filly as he turned the nozzle on in the bathtub, then started rinsing off the white stains on them. "Why don't you go downstairs and see if Twilight is-"
Scootaloo tapped Spike to get him to stop talking for a moment, jumping inbetween his sentence with a small joking smile, "Look, it's not the end of the world. Why are you so jumpy about this? We just shared love was all."
"That wasn't love Scootaloo... That was just us doing something", he shot back, looking to the filly and seeing we face did not look joyful at all or anything related to the word "happy". She looked down and blue with deceased eyes at the dragon. "So thats it right Spike? Just something we did?"
"Scootaloo... You don't need tot take it like that at all. I think what we did was a mistake-"
"A mis-take!?", she yelled, interrupting again. She stood up off the seat and looked away from the dragon with a tear slipping from her eye, "I feel you like how Sweetie Belle feels you alright. I L. O. V. E. Love you. I started feeling this way before you even came to the school. It was since the day you were at the talent show giving me and the others our medals, thats how long ago it was since. I don't even know if Applebloom feels this way for you too if Sweetie Belle feels that way about you." She trotted to the door without another word to say, exiting the bathroom with tears in her eyes.
Spike had lost focus of washing the bed sheets and left the water running, thinking to himself of how much pressure he must've put Scootaloo in. He shook the thought off and finished up cleaning the sheets.
After finishing, Spike shut the water off and took the sheets back to the guest room, "I'll leave them here by the window", he said to the pegasus, who had been laying sideways on the bed, her face turned away from the dragon. He took a deep breath and spoke again, "I'll be back again, just gonna grab the extra bed covers and you'll be good to go."
Scootaloo grunted as a reply and Spike exited the room with a sigh. Once he was out, Scoot sat up on the sheet-less bed, staring out the window and at the moon, "What if what we did was a mistake? Was it really just something we did?" She stretched over her hindlegs and felt her back pop. She felt aggrieved and aggravated, wiping the few tears that slid out of her eyes and shutted them tightly closed.
She heard footsteps and the doorknob turn. Then the purple dragon had walked back in with new bedcovers, "Scootaloo...?", he called to her, looking at how the filly's face looked of sadness.
She looked away, "What?"
Spike approached the bed and placed the bed sheets on the best he could with Scootaloo sitting on the bed, "I want to apologize..."
She turned and faced the dragon, "Apologize? For what?"
"For the way I acted in there. I was just freaking out of Twilight catching us and the way I thought she would flip-out over it."
"Real mature Spike, can't you tell her that you love somepony and let her deal with it?" Scoot turned back around and helped Spike finish putting on the covers, "Did you mean what you said in the other room?"
Spike hopped on the bed and laid next to her, "No... Like I said, I was really freaking out for how Twilight would react to what we did", he quieted down when he felt a light kiss on his cheek. He kept a blank stare at Scoot for a few moments, then snapped back into reality, "We should get some sleep, it's midnight", he said wrapping her and himself up in the blankets as he looked at the time on the clock.
Scootaloo now felt confused, "Shouldn't you be heading back to your room with Twilight?" Spike chuckled, "She won't mind, I do this sometimes anyway." She giggled and laid back and rested her head on the cushioned pillow. She started to drift off as did the dragon.
Spike felt a wrapping of hooves and fur around his neck and he turned his body around to face to Scoots whos eyes were been closed with a small smile across her reddened cheeks. He smiled a as well and wrapped around her back and cuddled her, "I think I'm in love", he said in his mind as he finally felt slumber enter his thoughts.
Twilight had awoken on her desk by a certain owl who had poked her head a few times to wake her, "*snort* Oh, hey Owlicious", she said as she rose her head up, looking down to her latest work on her monthly schedule, having a bit of wrinkles on the paper from her head crushing down on it, "Shoot! Owlicious what time is it?" The owl hooed as an answer and pointed at a clock by one of the book shelves, 12:09 AM.
The unicorn yawned and stood up, "I should go to bed, Spike is probably already in bed." She made her way eerily to te staircase and started traveling up, feeling very tired and lightheaded as she kept going up.
Upon reaching the top, she caught a smell of strawberries, "Is that strawberries I'm smelling?", she asked herself, beginning to follow the scent to its source. She found herself at a door, opening it, the smell strengthened in her nose by about four times, making her cough from the strong scent. She noticed to the bed that something was elevating slowly and dropping back down, like if somepony was breathing.
Twilight aproached the bed and saw a purple mane and green head spines, "Spike?", she whispered to herself peeking closer to finally see it was the dragon she thought it was, and another pony she was most confused to see, "Scootaloo too?" She noticed they were cuddling and she giggled, "Oh Spike and Scootaloo..." The lavender pony decided to exit and leave the two in peace, "Goodnight you two." She exited and left the door open for the strawberry smell to travel around the library, not neccassarily caring why that smell was going around.
The Next Afternoon...
Lunch had been splendid for the fillies and dragon, having a sandwich for each of the three girls as the dragon had turquoise gems. They all say on a grass patch, having a friendly chat when Applebloom noticed something different between Spike and Scootaloo, "You two seem to look at eachother differently... Why?"
Scoot chuckled and answered almost instantly, "I don't know, I guess things change right?"
Spike nodded, "Well she needed a place to sleep yesterday and I let stay over at the library."
"Well thats nice." Sweetie Belle said, seeing at the corner of her eye was trouble, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon with their coltfriends.
"How's it going blank flanks? Planning on how to fail again at getting your cutie marks?" Diamond teased, showing off her cutie mark as did Silver Spoon.
Applebloom kept herself calm and replied, "Actually no... We was talkin' bout why Scootaloo an' Spike were givin' eachother looks."
"Ooh, someponies in love right?", Silver Spoon butted in, "Well even Spike wouldn't feel that way for a pony who doesn't have a cutie mark."
Diamond laughed, "Nor can even fly, hahahaha!" Snips and Snails laughed along to make Diamond not give any bad looks at them.
Applebloom stood up along with Sweetie Belle, "Hey, that's not nice, she's still learning to." Sweetie confirmed with a grievous frown.
Diamond laughed again at Sweetie, "Says you Belle. You can't even perform magic." Her and her group laughed too intentionally as well as making teasing faces at her.
Sweetie backed off and started to weep, thats when Applebloom grew furious and stepped up in front of Diamond, face to face, "What makes ya so special that you can make fun-of mah friends? If I said somethin' to ya that was cruel, how would ya feel?"
Diamond thought for a moment. About to speak out again she was, but Silver Spoon spoke out instead, "Well, her dads rich, you're not. She has more authority of a citizen than you. And she has a coltfriend. You on the other hoof are just a farmer, with a measly accent that sometimes someponies don't understand what you say, and you don't have a cutie mark like your sisters or your brothers. Even you work on the farm and can't find a talent for farming, thats how much failure you have in yourself."
Applebloom was swept back, no words to respond with, feeling very bellowed and now extremely upset by this. She backed off too and sat on her flank and listened to a sound of hoof bumps and more cruel laughters from Silver Spoons devious friends.
Scootaloo hated every moment that was going on and stood up now, wings sprouted and flapping at an insane speed, "Hey! You two are such a bunch of brats! You show-off, you make everypony look like mules, you tease everypony to make yourself the top-dog. Well I'll tell you right now that I'm sick of it! You hurt my friends and now I'm up, say something to me or my friends again and find out what happens!" She yelled, gathering all the courage she could to step up to the pink filly, her teeth gritted and her body in a defensive stance, preparing for something big to happen.
Snips and Snails bursted in front of Scootaloo from behind Silver and Diamond, with a fiendish grin across their faces, "Or what?", Snails asked sternly, looking down at the pegasus due to his extended height on his legs.
Spike swung up and moved Scootaloo aside so he could face Snails in the eyes, "Why don't you stop barking little dog and bite?"
ITS ABOUT... TO GO DOWN! Three days in school and so much breaks loose, Spike stepping up to defend Scootaloo and the other crusaders. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon backing up so their coltfriends could do their dirty work. Sweetie Belle crying, no! You don't make an innocent filly cry, not even Fluttershy! You don't make a kind pony cry, its too cruel!
Well thank you Notch for that splendid speech (not neccassarily). As you can see, another chapter has been completed and we are anticipated to figure what happens later in these various written paragraphs of intellectual wordings.
I don't have much to say this chapter.
Neither do I.
"Color the Pathway From Notch to Night!"
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"Happy Reading Experiences!"
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