/r/ Oneshot "Impossibility"

>”Scootalosers never gunna fly!~”

>”Scootalosers never gunna fly!~”

>The insult rings out clearly, pulling you from your stroll around town

>More bullies picking on Scoots?

>Yeah, no

>You turn to the sound to see the aforementioned orange filly almost on the brink of tears, surrounded by other young p0nies

>You frown, even in Equestria, children were still cruel, how disappointing

>In a brisk walk, you march up to the group    

>Walking up right behind the bullies you stop and loudly clear your throat

>All of them jump, some of them letting out short screams as they scramble around to look up at you

>You glare down at them, the effect emphasized thanks to them only being knee height

“And just what is going on here?”

>”We were…uh…umm…” the lead little filly, Diamond you think her name is tries to stall

>You will have none of that

>You point away

“Go”

>In a scramble of hooves, every one of them takes off scampering

>Free of the ankle biters, you kneel down to the sniffling filly

“You alright Scoots?” you ask gently

>She sniffles again, blinking away tears as she mumbles something

“You’ll have to speak up Scoot”

>”…They’re right…”

>…

>Your blood boils at the sentence

>You sigh and look at the downtrodden filly

>*FLICK*

>”Ow!”

>Scootaloo rubs at the smarting red spot on her forehead that your finger gave her

>You place your hands on her shoulders and look into her damp eyes

“Scoot, you can’t believe them, if you do then that means they win.”

>”But-“

>You place a finger on her lips

“I’m not done, let me tell you a little secret”

>You lean down further and whisper into the filly’s ear

>Her eyes go wide as she listens “Really?” she asks, amazed

“Really, and never forget it”

>You raise yourself up

“Comon Scoots, I’ll help you learn to fly, with two of us it will take only half the time”

>Her face lights up, every bit of sadness gone

>You start the walk back to your place, a small, winged, tag-along following

~~~~~~

>“And the winner of the Best Young Flyer competition is…SCOOTALOO!”

>The crowd erupts into cheers as a young orange pegasus mare takes the center award podium, a beaming smile on her face as she accepts the gold, winged tiara

>You smile from your spot in a suite box; she’s came a long away

>In a rush of orange, Scootaloo overtakes your vision

>”Dad, did you see? I won I WON!” she cheers, fluttering in place on her strong wings

“I did kiddo, you do me proud you know that?” your own smile growing

>She blushes bashfully “Thanks Dad…”

“So, how did you do it?” you ask, already knowing the answer

>”Well I just remembered what you said to me all those years ago, after all, you told me to never forget it” Scootaloo says, a nostalgic expression on her face

“And that is?”

>She smiles full force and wraps you in a hug

>”The only thing impossible is impossible itself”