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Scoots and Sweetie (Part 1) Published: Oct 14, 2017
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Can you make a fim fiction story on this.
When Scootaloo’s surrogate mother, Fluttershy left for a month long wild-life expedition. The young girl was elated to find out she was going to spend a whole 30 days with one of her best friend Sweetie Belle and her sister. However, once the boutique’s door was shut and her mother was away, Scootaloo had but one voice to answer to.
Setting her bookbag of clothes on the ground next to her, she turned around and looked up at Rarity. Immediately, her lips grinned a little as she stared up at the fashionista, taking particular interest in how her sapphire blue eyes were highlighted by a sky-blue eyeliner. But then, she noticed the women smirk a little.
“Ooh, Scootaloo. Baby. Whatever did you dress yourself in?” The older women asked, reaching out her hand and experimentally tugging on the silky sleeve of the girl’s bell sleeved dress.
A little off taken by the remark, Scootaloo’s smile seemed to diminish into an insecure frown. “F-Fluttery dressed me. I dunno.”
With a smug smile on her face, the women chuckled a little. “Ooh my, that explains things. I suppose you are still a growing girl, aren’t you?” She asked, wrapping her big palms around the underarms of small girl and effortlessly lifting her into her embrace. With one hand on the girl’s back and the other comfortably rested underneath her backside, she began stepping her way over to the kitchen.
Shyly, Scootaloo rested her chin on the women’s shoulder and wrapped her arms around her chest. To her amazement, the kitchen was just as elegant and modern as the outfit Rarity dawned. The counters were sleek granite, the cutlery was finished with bright neon pearlescent finishes, the appliances were all stainless steel, and the furnishing looked like well finished- well polished handcrafted walnut wood.
On the far corner of the elegant kitchen table were two high chairs. One was white plastic chair that Sweetie Belle occupied, that looked like it was meant to be used with a table. The other chair- the one she was quickly approaching- was a standalone blue unisex highchair with its own built in table.
“Wait- Rarity, I can eat at the.” Scootaloo briefly uttered, then paused in a gasp of disbelief. To her shock, her scrawny little legs betrayed her as the laced underneath the table and into their separate leg holes, leaving her equally meek backside to sit in the calming plushness of the highchair; the baby highchair.
Without as much as a raised eyebrow, Rarity reaching in-between Scootaloo’s legs and yanked biggest piece of the safety harness out from its shelf. “Hmm?” she sounded, faking interest in the girl’s dismay.
Blushing profusely, Scootaloo stared in disbelief as two other pieces of the harness were pulled over her left and right shoulder respectively, and firmly buckled. “I-I’m not a baby Rarity. You know that.”
Rarity stared at Scootaloo’s frightened expression for just a second, then puckered her eyes. “Scootaloo. I know you’re used to being treated like a big girl when you’re just visiting. But, if you’re going to stay in my house for a month. You’re going to live by my rules okay?’
“What rules?” Scootaloo squeaked, looking down at her tummy. Only to be further frustrated by the sight of a cutesy bear staring her back in her face.
“Sweetie Belle. Be a good girl and inform the little one of the house rules.” Rarity said, pacing over to the cabinet to fetch the evening meal.
The much bigger, albeit similarly aged Cutie Mark Crusader beamed proudly. “Ooh, Ooh. Okay, so uh- because Rarity is a fashion designer. Her rules are if it fits, it’s for you. So, because I’m big enough for the big girl chair I can use it! Just like because you’re so small you uh-“
“You have to use the baby chair.” Rarity giggled, turning her head briefly to duo.
Scootaloo’s lips puckered into a small pout. “I-It’s not fair. I’m just as old as Sweetie Belle.”
Turning around, with a cup of juice and one hand and a sippy cup of juice in the other, Rarity shrugged her shoulders. “I’m sorry Scoots. But those are the rules.”
“Yep!” Sweetie exclaimed happily, seeing no flaw in the system that’s always benefitted her; she’s always been a big girl.
Staring menacingly at the other girl, Scootaloo’s eye twitched. She was tempted to yell and thrash her arms and legs at the indignantly of her situation, but she knew it’d only prove Rarity’s point. Although, it wasn’t like sitting still did her much good either; he legs weren’t even long enough to need the footrest after all.
As always, have a good one! ~England ^^

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