ATG DAY 7: Drawing a pony in danger / Drawing a pony living life on the edge.
As she stood on the cloud, Scootaloo wasn’t too sure about this… She always wanted to fly, but she wasn’t sure if this was the way to do it. She looked down and… Oh my, it was a long fall. Those colts from the school said they would catch her, but They were no bigger than she was, but she can trust them right?… But what if that didn’t work either and she plummeted down with them. What if they looked away for a second and forget about her?! What if- NO… She wasn’t taking any chances.
“Hey you guys, can you get me down from here? I don’t think this is a good ideal.”
The eldest of the group scoffed. “C’mon Scootaloo! Doncha wanna fly? Now’s your chance!”
“I do! But maybe we can do a safer way of doing this?… Or at least a little bit closer to the ground”?
In that moment, the trio broke into laughter. “Go lower?!” Hollered the tiniest one. “You gotta be kidding me right? You ain’t gonna learn anything on the ground!
“Yeah well… I don’t wanna-”
Before she can finish, The eldest one interrupted her with a hardy laugh. “What’s wrong Scoots? Are ya a pegasus, or a little baby chicken?
“Yeah! A chicken!” Called out a chubby one.
In unison, they began to cluck. Never has she felt this embarrassed… That is it, they want to see a chicken fly, she was gonna show them.
“OH YEAH?! WELL I SHOW YOU WHO’S THE REAL CHICKENS AROUND HERE. Watch _this!” In that moment, without a thought of hesitation she took a deep breath and leaped off the cloud.