Scootaloo is scared of the smooze

@Crimson “Valent” Azure
 
Holy shit.

@Background Pony #6EB1  
Screw your bad end BP

@Scrounge  
magical lesbian spawn.

@Crimson “Valent” Azure  
I don’t see how lesbian incest would produce children with birth defects. :P

Two years later.
 
“After that fateful day, Rainbow Dash and I became more than just best friends…”
 
“I’m so glad we’re finally married!” I exclaimed.
 
“You’ve made me Equestria’s happiest mare.” replied Rainbow Dash.
 
A box appeared seemingly out of nowhere. Cautiously, I trot towards it and poke it with my hoof and out comes MOM?!
 
“Surprise! You’re blood siblings!” The second those words came out I wanted to end my life then and there.
 
My wonderful sweet Dashie, who I had thought would spend the rest of her days with me was in fact, my real sister.
 
“Pft…. ha ha ha! I got you two good.” My mother said.
 
It was all a joke? Then that means…!
 
“Sorry kiddo. I can’t see us together. After all, even if it’s false, I can’t stand the idea of marrying my blood sister.” Rainbow Dash’s heartbreaking words seemed to pour out like a poisonous suffocating swamp.

@Background Pony #6EB1  
Bravo! Bravo! Applause

“Datealoo” has to be the funniest nickname ever.

@Background Pony #6EB1  
Brilliant. Please tell me you’re gonna put this up on fimfiction or somewhere similar n

@Background Pony #6EB1  
Beautiful.

@Background Pony #6EB1  

(“Date”? Did she just call me her “date”!?)
 
Scootaloo’s wings instinctively snapped up to attention, and her mind began whirling with thoughts. Personal thoughts. Thoughts of affection, longing, dreams coming true… Dreams she’d been having for months, but had grown only more intense and specific since Rainbow Dash declared her as her “plus one” for the Gala. But this was the first time she had actually acknowledged that she saw this as a date, a viewpoint that the younger pony most certainly shared. It was that thought in particular that had been keeping her up at night the past few days.
 
(Sure, Rarity and Applejack are both bringing their sisters as a family-bonding experience… But plenty of other ponies invite others as an actual date, right? Like, not as friends, but as… You know, more-than-friends. Like Fluttershy and her new more-than-friend! And if it’s a date, then those two ponies would technically be considered “dating”, right? And if they’re dating, then they’re girlfriend and girlfriend, right? And Rainbow Dash and I aren’t really related, so if this is a date-date, then we could be dating, and she could be my… No, Scootaloo! Don’t be silly; She doesn’t see you in that way… She just sees you as a sister, so you shouldn’t get your hopes up of having a romantic evening with her only to end up disappointed, like what Dash told you happened to her last year at the Gala. Just appreciate the fact that you get to go at all and leave it at that! …But what if she does…?)
 
She’d spent many a sleepless night fantasizing about all the different potential scenarios where she might, just might, end up having a special moment with her idol, and now, it seemed that moment had finally arrived. As her mind started racing, so too did her heartbeat, sending her blood pumping straight up to her blushing cheeks, and her breathing became heavier and heavier until it felt like she was going to pass out.
 
(What am I supposed to do!? Don’t just stand their like a slack-jawed mule, Scootaloo, say something! Anything!)
 
Her mouth finally began sputtering out some words into a rudimentary sentence.
 
“Y-y-your mane i-is… Uh, I mean… I… Umm…”
 
She ran straight up to the older mare.
 
“I love you, Rainbow Dash!”
 
She froze in terror. She could feel the colour draining from her face as it dawned on her what she had just said. Did she really just blurt that out? Was this real? Because she was just about ready for Princess Luna to appear and teach her a lesson about keeping her feeling bottled up. Did she really just answer a question about somepony’s hairstyle with an impassioned declaration of forbidden love? Why wasn’t Rainbow Dash saying anything?
 
As the long seconds passed like hours, Scootaloo was studying her mentor’s face, trying to figure out what it was showing. Was it disgust? Did she think of her as some disturbed, perverted little filly that can’t help but chase older mares? If that were the case, Scootaloo would have been ready to just curl up and die on the spot, because what would be the point in living if her one, true love were to think that about her? Could it be trepidation? Maybe she wasn’t ready to be in a relationship yet, and didn’t know how to respond. Was it…
 
“Heh, I know, squirt! I mean, we are sisters now, right?”
 
Scootaloo’s little, star-struck heart sank in her chest. She felt as if she had just been kicked in the gut by a wild bronco. This was worse than any friend-zone that any colt had ever been placed in. This was being sibling-zoned.
 
Weighed down by the crushing disappointment she was feeling, Scootaloo’s voiced squeaked out, “Yeah. We are…”
 
She turned away from her loved one as she felt the warmth from the tears that were beginning to well up in her eyes. She walked away, her head hung so low her chin was nearly on the dance floor. She was done with this Gala. She was done with this night. Scootaloo just wanted get away from this world to be alone in her misery…

Dash, quit teasing the poor girl.
 
@Shepherd  
…“Now”? As in she didn’t before?

20% cooler mane is just too much for Scoots it seems.

@Background Pony Number 17  

 
Not yet, but judging by that wingboner, Scootaloo would much prefer if there was.

Nothing foalcon about this.

>Safe  
>Foalcon  

Scootaloo: I like mares now