eyes and flopped back against her pillow. The breeze ruffled her mane and she rolled away, facing Sweetie Belle’s quivering bag. She raised an eyebrow.
Before she could open her mouth to see if the unicorn was awake, Sweetie Belle rolled over and wrapped a foreleg around Scootaloo. The filly’s shivering subsided as she pulled Scootaloo closer in her sleep.
Scootaloo blinked rapidly, pressed up against her friend’s bag. She moved to pull away but Sweetie Belle’s grip tightened. Slowly, she nestled back into the bag’s pillow, wide-eyed and watching Sweetie’s face as she slept.
A smile spread across her muzzle as she quietly lay in her friend’s embrace. In the added warmth, her eyelids grew heavy and she slowly nodded off to sleep.
IV: Discoveries
Chapter 4
Discoveries
Rainbow Dash unfurled her wings. “Ready to go, Scoots?”
The filly nodded, dropping down to her belly and extending one wing to the ground. “One-winged, right?”
“Yep! Three sets of ten this time.” The older mare counted off as Scootaloo raised and lowered her upper body, teeth clenched tight. Scootaloo woke up feeling close to normal and after a relaxing morning and filling lunch, she arrived at the park ready to work. “Alright, one set done, left wing now.” As Scootaloo switched limbs, she turned and faced Twilight quietly reading at the bench. A contemplative frown spread across her muzzle as she pumped through the set. “Alright, thirty second rest.”
“Hey, Rainbow Dash,” Scootaloo said quietly, her belly pressed to the grass and small wings fluttering to shake out the strain, “I’m glad she’s here, but…why is Twilight here exactly?”
“Hmn?” Rainbow glanced at the stop-watch. “Next set, right wing again.” She continued to talk, counting out reps as she spoke. “Twi’ wanted you to have a cheering section and keep us company. Alright, next set on the left.”
Scootaloo pushed herself hard, moving past the strain, working to conquer the discomfort and render it a victory instead of a fear. Her frequent breaks were punctuated by breathless panting and massive consumption of water. Half the time, instead of talking with the filly on her breaks, Twilight thought Scootaloo would just pass out on the bench. Yet every time Rainbow Dash called her back, Scootaloo bolted up and charged in grinning.
An hour into the regimen, Twilight had stopped reading entirely. She marveled at Scootaloo’s perseverance; sympathetic winces crinkling her muzzle at the sheer amount of sweat and effort evident on the small pegasus’ face and body. Book forgotten in her lap, Twilight silently cheered the filly on through her strenuous undertaking. The breaks during the second hour were filled with Twilight praising Scootaloo’s work ethic.
“Alright!” Rainbow called, “That’s it for the day. How ya feel?”
“Like I got run over by an apple cart.”
“Perfect! Just lay there for a minute. I’m gonna go talk to Twilight. After that, time for stretches.”
The mare cantered off across the sidewalk and sat in front of Twilight. Scootaloo watched the two talk quietly from the ground. She couldn’t make out the words, but the bright grins they exchanged would have been clear to read at a hundred paces. Twilight’s body shook with laughter and she struck Rainbow Dash in the shoulder before the pegasus turned around. She swept her tail sharply as she turned, the colorful hairs raking across Twilight’s face. The unicorn bit down on the mare’s tail and tugged sharply. Stumbling backwards, Rainbow Dash planted her hooves and tugged back, almost dragging Twilight off the bench. Their laughter rang across the park as Rainbow trotted back towards Scootaloo.
Getting to her hooves, Scootaloo smiled warmly towards Twilight; the unicorn was beaming brightly, hindlegs swinging back and forth off the edge of the bench. “You and Twilight are pretty close, huh?”
“Well yeah,” the older mare chuckled, rolling her