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# Scoots and Dash (Gentle)

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1. >”Hey Rainbow Dash! Rainbow Dash! I know you’re up there!” yelled a young orange coated filly.
2. >The tip of Rainbow’s mane peeked over the edges of the cloud she was napping on.
3. >”Ugh, what is it Scootaloo? Can’t you see I’m busy napping here?” replied a groggy Rainbow Dash.
4. >”I have something I want to show you Rainbow Dash, come down”
5. >Rainbow Dash reluctantly agreed to see what it was she was offering, and left her cloud.
6. >Once on the floor, she flared her wings and looked at Scootaloo. “What?”
7. >”Come with me Dash!” replied Scootaloo, as she jumped onto her scooter and prepared to set off.
8. >Rainbow Dash gave a reluctant ‘fine’ and followed the Pegasus filly, all the way to the clubhouse, that housed her adoring fans.
9. >Scootaloo paused at the door, and signalled to Rainbow to wait outside, whilst she slipped in and set up her arrival.
10. >Rainbow sighed once more, and sat on her haunches, looking to Scootaloo with an expression that said ‘just hurry up’.
12. >Scootaloo slipped inside, her voice could be heard through the open windows, and it wasn’t the first time Rainbow had eavesdropped on their talks.
13. >Whilst Rainbow recounted her little trick she had played, Scootaloo took her place on the speakers’ podium. The rabble of foals fell silent, their eyes fixed on Scootaloo.
14. >”Today, we have an incredibly special guest here at our clubhouse!” The ponies all looked around, trying to spot this special guest.
15. >”You all know and adore her; this is of course…Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo gestured to the door, drawing the audience’s attention.
16. >Rainbow Dash took this as her cue to burst through the door and strike a radical pose, gathering a collective gasp from the audience.
17. >Suddenly the crowd began to whisper amongst themselves, their eyes barely ever moving from Rainbow Dash.
18. >“Rainbow Dash! Come up here!” yelled Scootaloo over the chatter. Rainbow Dash navigated the crowd, joining Scootaloo at the podium.
19. >“If I could just get everypony’s attention, I would I would like to move on…” continued Scootaloo, the crowd slowly falling silent.
20. >”Great! Now here we have something for you Dash!” The blue Pegasus looked around the room, before replying with “Oh I love free things!”
22. >Scootaloo smiled and pulled forth a small bottle from within the podium, filled to the brim with a rainbow coloured liquid.
23. >”What’s that supposed to be?” asked Rainbow Dash, tilting her head to one side.
24. >It’s a present that we made for you!” exclaimed Scootaloo.
25. >”Yeah squirt, I can see that. Am I supposed to drink it, or keep it as some sort of ornament?”
26. >”You drink it. We needed someone to taste test our awesome creation, and who better than the most awesome pony we know?”
27. >The audience cheered to reinforce the point of who the most awesome pony was.
28. >”Rainbow Dash flared her wings and posed, taking pride in Scootaloo’s reference to her being the most awesome pony.
30. >She uncorked the bottle and eyed up the liquid inside. Without as much as a second glimpse at Scootaloo or the crowd, she began to chug its contents.
31. >Scootaloo watched her idol with wide eyes and huge grin on her face.
32. >Rainbow Dash swallowed the last dregs from the bottle. “That was pretty good squirt, what was in it?”
33. >Scootaloo’s grin widened as she began to rattle off the ingredients. “Some sweetened rainbow extract, lemons, shrinking powder…”
34. >Rainbow Dash went to reply but stopped as she began to witness the powder’s effects begin to take hold.
35. >The orange filly’s eyes followed Rainbow Dash as she shrunk smaller and smaller.
36. >”Very funny squirt, whose idea was this? Applejack’s? In revenge for all those Appletini pranks I pulled on her?”
37. >Scootaloo lowered her head so her mouth was level with Rainbow. “Nope, this was all me”
38. >”Well you did it, you pranked me, now change me back!” exclaimed Rainbow. Scootaloo shook her head, causing Rainbow Dash to get a little worried.
40. >The crowd moved closer, huddling round the now tiny Rainbow Dash. “See guys? I told you I’d get us a realistic mascot” enthused Scootaloo.
41. >Rainbow Dash looked up at the giant ponies surrounding her; she didn’t like the idea of being a mascot, not one bit.
42. >Scootaloo plucked Rainbow Dash from the floor, bringing her to eye level and holding her there.
43. >”Somepony get the tank” ordered Scootaloo, keeping an eye on Rainbow. The blue Pegasus just hung there, hoping she wasn’t about to become some sort of class pet.
44. >A blue foal brought a tank that would normally hold a small pet, over to Scootaloo.
45. >Rainbow Dash already knew what was coming next, that tank, was about to become her new home.
47. >Scootaloo dropped her into the tank, making sure not to allow for Dash’s wings to gain her freedom.
48. >The lid was then placed on top of the tank, sealing Dash inside. She didn’t take kindly to being locked inside, and fly around the tank, bashing the lid like some sort of demented fly.
49. >Scootaloo looked up to find the other ponies looking back at her, worried expressions on a few of their faces.
50. >”Seems like Dash isn’t adjusting well with the conditions, let me have a private talk with her…” chimed Scootaloo, breaking the silence.
51. >She quickly left the clubhouse, sitting on the balcony outside. She took the lid from the tank, and grabbed hold of Rainbow Dash.
52. >”Come on squirt, you had your fun, now change me back to normal!” yelled Rainbow Dash, showing more anger than Scootaloo had ever seen before.
53. >”I can’t do that I’m afraid…” smirked Scootaloo. “Say Rainbow Dash, from down there…you look…”
54. >Rainbow Dash began to flap her wings in preparation for a quick getaway.
55. “You look like a sweet…a delicious…sweet…” continued the filly, licking her lips.
57. >Rainbow Dash didn’t want to stick around for more, being compared to food was more than distressing at this size.
58. >She took off for the skies, only to be captured by the titanic filly’s hooves once more.
59. >Rainbow looked around to find herself hovering just above Scootaloo’s gaping maw.
60. >Scootaloo lowered her to her maw, just enough so that she could let go and trap Rainbow without hurting her.
61. >”Don’t even think about it squirt, do-” Scootaloo let go of Rainbow, letting her fall for a second of two, before closing her mouth.
62. >Rainbow landed with a soft squish against Scootaloo’s tongue, and groaned loudly.
63. >Rainbow was instantly flattened against the roof of Scootaloo’s mouth, as the filly began to savour her taste.
64. >Scootaloo rolled her across the roof of her mouth, slickening the Pegasus in saliva.
65. >Scootaloo pulled her tongue back, letting Rainbow Dash flop onto the bottom of her mouth, only to be flattened by Scootaloo’s giant tongue.
66. >Rainbow was thrown back and forth around Scootaloo’s cavernous mouth, her tongue acting as a bat, pinging Dash off various areas of her mouth.
67. >Scootaloo even tried something a little more adventurous, holding Dash between her teeth, and raking them back and forth over her body.
68. >Thankfully it didn’t last long, and Rainbow flopped onto the bottom of Scoot’s mouth once more.
69. >Dash’s body ached from the intense routine she had been put through, and she just wanted it all to end.
70. >As Rainbow Dash admitted defeat, Scootaloo realised that she was supposed to be talking with Dash, not tasting her.
71. >Scootaloo’s tongue moved aside, and Rainbow felt a vacuum begin to form near her lips. Rainbow was pulled towards it until she filled the gap.
72. >Scootaloo took the opportunity to suck on Rainbow Dash, savouring that final bit of flavour before she spat her back into her hoof.
74. >Rainbow Dash just looked at the filly, her expression one of confusion and disgust. “Are we done now?” she asked.
75. >”Of course not Rainbow Dash! You’re this club’s mascot, which means we get to do plenty more together! Just not right now, the meeting is nearly over…”
76. >Rainbow Dash looked down and sighed, she was going to have to play along if she wanted to get out of this soon.
77. >”Fine…” she replied, “You win, I’ll be your mascot”. Rainbow held up her saliva soaked forehooves, as a sign she gave up, even though it went against her ‘always come out on top’ attitude.
78. “Yes!” exclaimed Scootaloo, “You’re the best Rainbow Dash!”
79. >Scootaloo dropped Rainbow Dash into the tank, placing the lid on top to prevent escape. She then headed inside to adjourn the meeting.
80. >From inside the tank Rainbow could hear muted speech between Scootaloo and the group.
81. >Scootaloo was quick to adjourn the meeting, and once the foals had left, her attention returned to Rainbow Dash.
82. >She opened the tank, being quick to restrain Dash, even though the restraint was unnecessary and placed in a bowl of foal’s cereal, and some water. She then shut the tank again, and left the clubhouse, the tank safely balancing on her back.
83. >As she left the clubhouse, Rainbow Dash’s only thoughts were how long this was going to last, and whether or not she could take it.
84. >Scootaloo on the other hand, seemed very pleased with how things had turned out.

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>”Hey Rainbow Dash! Rainbow Dash! I know you’re up there!” yelled a young orange coated filly. >The tip of Rainbow’s mane peeked over the edges of the cloud she was napping on. >”Ugh, what is it Scootaloo? Can’t you see I’m busy napping here?” replied a groggy Rainbow Dash. >”I have something I want to show you Rainbow Dash, come down” >Rainbow Dash reluctantly agreed to see what it was she was offering, and left her cloud. >Once on the floor, she flared her wings and looked at Scootaloo. “What?” >”Come with me Dash!” replied Scootaloo, as she jumped onto her scooter and prepared to set off. >Rainbow Dash gave a reluctant ‘fine’ and followed the Pegasus filly, all the way to the clubhouse, that housed her adoring fans. >Scootaloo paused at the door, and signalled to Rainbow to wait outside, whilst she slipped in and set up her arrival. >Rainbow sighed once more, and sat on her haunches, looking to Scootaloo with an expression that said ‘just hurry up’. >Scootaloo slipped inside, her voice could be heard through the open windows, and it wasn’t the first time Rainbow had eavesdropped on their talks. >Whilst Rainbow recounted her little trick she had played, Scootaloo took her place on the speakers’ podium. The rabble of foals fell silent, their eyes fixed on Scootaloo. >”Today, we have an incredibly special guest here at our clubhouse!” The ponies all looked around, trying to spot this special guest. >”You all know and adore her; this is of course…Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo gestured to the door, drawing the audience’s attention. >Rainbow Dash took this as her cue to burst through the door and strike a radical pose, gathering a collective gasp from the audience. >Suddenly the crowd began to whisper amongst themselves, their eyes barely ever moving from Rainbow Dash. >“Rainbow Dash! Come up here!” yelled Scootaloo over the chatter. Rainbow Dash navigated the crowd, joining Scootaloo at the podium. >“If I could just get everypony’s attention, I would I would like to move on…” continued Scootaloo, the crowd slowly falling silent. >”Great! Now here we have something for you Dash!” The blue Pegasus looked around the room, before replying with “Oh I love free things!” >Scootaloo smiled and pulled forth a small bottle from within the podium, filled to the brim with a rainbow coloured liquid. >”What’s that supposed to be?” asked Rainbow Dash, tilting her head to one side. >It’s a present that we made for you!” exclaimed Scootaloo. >”Yeah squirt, I can see that. Am I supposed to drink it, or keep it as some sort of ornament?” >”You drink it. We needed someone to taste test our awesome creation, and who better than the most awesome pony we know?” >The audience cheered to reinforce the point of who the most awesome pony was. >”Rainbow Dash flared her wings and posed, taking pride in Scootaloo’s reference to her being the most awesome pony. >She uncorked the bottle and eyed up the liquid inside. Without as much as a second glimpse at Scootaloo or the crowd, she began to chug its contents. >Scootaloo watched her idol with wide eyes and huge grin on her face. >Rainbow Dash swallowed the last dregs from the bottle. “That was pretty good squirt, what was in it?” >Scootaloo’s grin widened as she began to rattle off the ingredients. “Some sweetened rainbow extract, lemons, shrinking powder…” >Rainbow Dash went to reply but stopped as she began to witness the powder’s effects begin to take hold. >The orange filly’s eyes followed Rainbow Dash as she shrunk smaller and smaller. >”Very funny squirt, whose idea was this? Applejack’s? In revenge for all those Appletini pranks I pulled on her?” >Scootaloo lowered her head so her mouth was level with Rainbow. “Nope, this was all me” >”Well you did it, you pranked me, now change me back!” exclaimed Rainbow. Scootaloo shook her head, causing Rainbow Dash to get a little worried. >The crowd moved closer, huddling round the now tiny Rainbow Dash. “See guys? I told you I’d get us a realistic mascot” enthused Scootaloo. >Rainbow Dash looked up at the giant ponies surrounding her; she didn’t like the idea of being a mascot, not one bit. >Scootaloo plucked Rainbow Dash from the floor, bringing her to eye level and holding her there. >”Somepony get the tank” ordered Scootaloo, keeping an eye on Rainbow. The blue Pegasus just hung there, hoping she wasn’t about to become some sort of class pet. >A blue foal brought a tank that would normally hold a small pet, over to Scootaloo. >Rainbow Dash already knew what was coming next, that tank, was about to become her new home. >Scootaloo dropped her into the tank, making sure not to allow for Dash’s wings to gain her freedom. >The lid was then placed on top of the tank, sealing Dash inside. She didn’t take kindly to being locked inside, and fly around the tank, bashing the lid like some sort of demented fly. >Scootaloo looked up to find the other ponies looking back at her, worried expressions on a few of their faces. >”Seems like Dash isn’t adjusting well with the conditions, let me have a private talk with her…” chimed Scootaloo, breaking the silence. >She quickly left the clubhouse, sitting on the balcony outside. She took the lid from the tank, and grabbed hold of Rainbow Dash. >”Come on squirt, you had your fun, now change me back to normal!” yelled Rainbow Dash, showing more anger than Scootaloo had ever seen before. >”I can’t do that I’m afraid…” smirked Scootaloo. “Say Rainbow Dash, from down there…you look…” >Rainbow Dash began to flap her wings in preparation for a quick getaway. “You look like a sweet…a delicious…sweet…” continued the filly, licking her lips. >Rainbow Dash didn’t want to stick around for more, being compared to food was more than distressing at this size. >She took off for the skies, only to be captured by the titanic filly’s hooves once more. >Rainbow looked around to find herself hovering just above Scootaloo’s gaping maw. >Scootaloo lowered her to her maw, just enough so that she could let go and trap Rainbow without hurting her. >”Don’t even think about it squirt, do-” Scootaloo let go of Rainbow, letting her fall for a second of two, before closing her mouth. >Rainbow landed with a soft squish against Scootaloo’s tongue, and groaned loudly. >Rainbow was instantly flattened against the roof of Scootaloo’s mouth, as the filly began to savour her taste. >Scootaloo rolled her across the roof of her mouth, slickening the Pegasus in saliva. >Scootaloo pulled her tongue back, letting Rainbow Dash flop onto the bottom of her mouth, only to be flattened by Scootaloo’s giant tongue. >Rainbow was thrown back and forth around Scootaloo’s cavernous mouth, her tongue acting as a bat, pinging Dash off various areas of her mouth. >Scootaloo even tried something a little more adventurous, holding Dash between her teeth, and raking them back and forth over her body. >Thankfully it didn’t last long, and Rainbow flopped onto the bottom of Scoot’s mouth once more. >Dash’s body ached from the intense routine she had been put through, and she just wanted it all to end. >As Rainbow Dash admitted defeat, Scootaloo realised that she was supposed to be talking with Dash, not tasting her. >Scootaloo’s tongue moved aside, and Rainbow felt a vacuum begin to form near her lips. Rainbow was pulled towards it until she filled the gap. >Scootaloo took the opportunity to suck on Rainbow Dash, savouring that final bit of flavour before she spat her back into her hoof. >Rainbow Dash just looked at the filly, her expression one of confusion and disgust. “Are we done now?” she asked. >”Of course not Rainbow Dash! You’re this club’s mascot, which means we get to do plenty more together! Just not right now, the meeting is nearly over…” >Rainbow Dash looked down and sighed, she was going to have to play along if she wanted to get out of this soon. >”Fine…” she replied, “You win, I’ll be your mascot”. Rainbow held up her saliva soaked forehooves, as a sign she gave up, even though it went against her ‘always come out on top’ attitude. “Yes!” exclaimed Scootaloo, “You’re the best Rainbow Dash!” >Scootaloo dropped Rainbow Dash into the tank, placing the lid on top to prevent escape. She then headed inside to adjourn the meeting. >From inside the tank Rainbow could hear muted speech between Scootaloo and the group. >Scootaloo was quick to adjourn the meeting, and once the foals had left, her attention returned to Rainbow Dash. >She opened the tank, being quick to restrain Dash, even though the restraint was unnecessary and placed in a bowl of foal’s cereal, and some water. She then shut the tank again, and left the clubhouse, the tank safely balancing on her back. >As she left the clubhouse, Rainbow Dash’s only thoughts were how long this was going to last, and whether or not she could take it. >Scootaloo on the other hand, seemed very pleased with how things had turned out.