Title:           [Classic FR] Scootacucco
Author:          Etiquette
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/aits2kug
First Edit:      Saturday 15th of June 2013 01:21:59 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 15th of June 2013 01:21:59 AM CDT

>Day you get your fairy in Equestria.
>Wake up.
>Shit. Shower. Sword.
>Do some stretches in your treehouse to limber up.
>Today's the day you're finally going to tell that goddamn tree off.
>Living in this forest is fucking lame, man.
>Suddenly, a wild knock appears!
>At the base of your... tree... house?
>Whatever.
>No time for questions.
>Now is the time of action!
>You didn't crawl around on your hands and knees to get this midget sword for nothing.
>Backflip out your front door cause ladders are for pussies.
>Land on top of Fluttershy accompanied by a squeaking sound.
>Damnit, wrong tree...
>She starts to open her mouth to say something but you cut her off.
"No! Whatever it is, Fluttershy, no! I don't want to hear anything out of you. Don't even peep!"
>She wilts and turns to go, tearing up.
>Behind her remains a strange orange chicken with purple hair.
"Oi! Fluttershai! U ferget chickun!"
>The little creature fluffs up and squints its eyes in disdain.
>"I'm not a chicken! I'm Scootaloo!"
>Holy shit!
>This thing can talk!
"So what do you want, chicken?"
>Her wings buzz and she huffs.
>"Fluttershy brought me so that I could wake you up with my voice."
>She opens her mouth to let out a shrill note.
>You smirk and stifle a laugh.
"Wake me up? You mean... like a chicken?"
>Scootaloo's face scrunches up and her whole body flashes red.
>She hovers in mid-air in rage.
>"I'm NOT a chicken!"
>Scootabuse threshold reached.
>Orange and purple tints the horizon and you squint to try to make out what exactly has caused the change.
>A flood of angry Scootaloos wash over you in a flurry of kicking and biting.
>The aftermath is brutal.
>Your body is a bloody pulp on the ground.
>You hear chimes as a light pink glow circles around your corpse.
>Gasping, you breathe in again.
>You stand up and straighten your tunic.
"Fucking chicken..."