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>Where the fuck is it?
>Today is Friday, and due certain complications at work you had the day off…. again.
>Seriously if it wasn’t for the fact that you got paid regardless of hours you’d be looking for a new job.
>But yeah, back on topic you were so fucking stupid.
>Dumping the contents of another drawer you searched for “it.”
>Come on brain, I feed you alcohol all the time, get my back on this.
>Now the you think about it, your liqueur cabinet is running a bit low.
>THE CABINET IN THE LIVING ROOM!!!!
>Good job brain! You’ll get some booze for your contributions.
>With the speed of a thousand kenyans’, you ran to the living room.
>Making a leap over the couch you landed in front of a cabinet filled with a bunch of movies/games/well all your shit.
>It’s got to be in here.
>Tearing through shelves and tossing everything behind, you finally found it!
>Opening the manila folder you scanned the lone page inside it.
>Come on where the fuck is it.
>Bingo!
>With a heavy sigh you walked over the couch and sat down.
>How the fuck were you this fucking dense.
>By comparison that time you left your prom date at the dance to go stand in line for the midnight release of a video game was nothing.
>But now you were responsible for more than just yourself you couldn’t let shit like this happen.
>So yeah, you fucked up.
>You missed Scoots birthday.
>It wasn’t until you saw some birthday party commercial for some family restaurant that it hit you.
>There was only one thing left to do.
>Taking your phone out of your pocket you started dialing.
>A few rings later a familiar voice filled the speaker.
>”Hey asshat, whadya want?”
>Katie was as eloquent as ever.
“Not too bad, but listen I need a favor.”
>”I told you before I don’t fuck dudes, get a vag then we can talk.”
“Can you get your mind off of pussy for just one second.”
>”Oh I’ll get off alright.”
>Why can’t you ever have a normal conversation with this woman.
>Did you piss off some god in a past life?
“It’s about Scoots.”
>”Did something happen?”
>The change in her voice was instantaneous.
>Katie despite being a complete bitch, but she cared for that little filly just as much as you did.
“I‘m going to need a hand getting a party together, so I was hoping you and Fluttershy could do me favor.”
>”Okay I’m off in two hours, we’ll talk then. I think Fluttershy has a friend with experience in this kind of stuff.”
>For some odd reason a sudden chill went down your spine.
>Like something was telling you that somehow making this phone call was a bad idea.
>Nah, you were probably just over thinking it.
>Putting your phone back in your pocket you looked around your previously clean living room.
>Double fuck.
>After cleaning up a bit.
>Okay a lot, you headed out.
>If everything went right you’d give Scootaloo a party she wouldn’t forget.
>But the biggest problem still bothered you.
>What the heck would you get her?
>Besides eating everything in the fridge she didn’t really have any hobbies.
>Heck you still wince whenever you look at your blender from the last gift you got her.
>It was nothing more than a simple Barbie.
>She ended up putting it in your awesome “new-at-that-point” blender and turning it into plastic puree.
>That’s how you figured out she wasn’t a doll liking filly.
>So the question remains, what to get her?

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>Nerf gun, transformer, weird alien looking thi... nope that's a doll.
>Why was toy shopping such a fucking pain.
>Endure Anon, endure this bullshi..
>"Can I help you sir?"
>Turning from the display you saw one of the store associates looking at you expectantly.
"Uh yeah, I'm trying to find a gift for… well a pony."
>One of her eyebrows rose at your declaration.
>"We really don't carry any toys for horses sir, might I suggest tractor supply."
"No no, not a horse pony, the little kind. You know pastel, they talk, that kind of stuff."
>The confusion seemed to leave her almost immediately 
>”Oh that makes a lot more sense, follow me.”

>Walking home with a big box tucked under your armed you hummed a jolly little jingle to yourself.
>Scoots was going to love her present.
>You were going to make sure that this was the best birthday party ever.
>Cause she deserved it.
>A few minutes later you were back at home.
>Sure enough Katie outdid herself.
>Decorations lined the outside of your home.
>If the inside looked half as good as the outside you were going to go and find her a new friend.
>And by new friend you meant a scissoring buddy.
>Ok a lesbian.
>But you digress.
>Opening the door you stepped inside to a smell of baked goods.
"Katie how’s everything coming?"
>You heard some noise from the kitchen before a face covered in flour appeared in the doorway.
>"Just finishing up the cake, how'd it go on your end?"
"Good, where are the girls?" you asked setting the package down and hanging up your coat.
>Dusting her hands on the apron she was wearing Katie smiled.
>"I asked Nana to take them to the park to play, so we got some time."
"Cool, I'll be in the living room setting up."
>"Alright jackass."
>Time to dig out your tools.
>Walking into your bedroom you dug through your closet for the toolbox.
>Pushing some stuff aside you saw it, right underneath a dusty old bag.
>Holy crap you’ve been looking for this thing for a while.
>Grabbing both items you headed back to the living room.

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>Looking at the scooter you've been putting together for the past hour you couldn't help but marvel at how well it came out.
>"Not gonna lie, that looks like shit."
>Fucking Katie, one of these days you'll punt her right in the cunt.
"Its not bad at all, might not be my greatest work, but its the thought that counts."
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“Happy Birthday to you, Happy birth day to you, Happy Birthday Scootaloo, Happy birthday to you!”
>The chorus wound down as everyone clapped their hands and hooves.
>Scootaloo took in a massive breath and blew out the candles which adorned her large birthday cake.
>All the prep work was well worth it at this point.
>Katie was snapping pictures while Scoots jumped in her seat with excitement.
>”This is soooo awesome! I haven’t had a birthday party in forever.”
>”Well it’s not over yet, cause now it’s time for presents!” Katie happily proclaimed.
>And just like that everyone brought out their gifts for the birthday girl.
>You couldn’t help but smile as she thanked everyone.
>Granny made her a scarf with what she said was a pattern of a team called the “Wonderbolts”
>As she got present after present the pile of toys and books grew in front of her.
>You could only stand back and smile as she tore through the various boxes the moment they were placed in front of her.
>”Psst Anon.”
>Looking around you spotted Katie by the doorway motioning for you to come over.
>As quietly as possible you snuck away.
“Whats up?”
>”Go grab your gift, I’ll keep an eye on things here.”
>Giving her a thumbs up you walked past and into your bedroom where you hid the present.
>There was a part of you that was honestly scared that she wouldn’t like it.
>Grabbing the wrapped gift you made your way back to the living room and peered in.
>From the looks of it she’d already gone through and opened everything in the span of thirty seconds.
>Clearing your throat you walked in.
>Everyones heads turned to you.
“Scootaloo, normally there’d be a nice speech that I could give here, but I really suck with words.”
>You could see Katie facepalm at that.
“So I’ll keep it simple. You have made this place a home, and brought all of us together here.”
>You gestured to everyone gathered around.
“And we may not be a traditional one, but today were all a family.”
>Stepping up you placed the gift right next to her seat.
>…
>…
>Ok did you screw this up.
“Uh… heh heh, you can open the gift now.”
>Scoots head was downcast.
>Oh shit you fucked up.
>Looking around you saw the same look of confusion on everyones face.
>In that one instant you felt the force hit your chest as the little filly clung onto you.
>Quickly reaching up you hugged her as she hung onto.
>Looking down you saw tears streaming down her face.
>But she was smiling.
>Sitting down you still held Scootaloo close.
>If you had been paying attention you would have also noticed that everyone else came over and sat down right beside you.
>Katie, Granny, Fluttershy, Cheerilee, and all the others.
>Your new family was an odd one, but you wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world right now.