I am not particularily proud of this part, as I feel as I am straying to far from the characters personallity. However, I will still continue this story. And I still am very fond of Scootaloo.
previous: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8614849/
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As the first rays of light shone through the windows, Scootaloos hoof wandered over her body. She had gained, little tight rolls pressing over her sides, framing her legs. Her stomach still taught to a degree, but longing for breakfast. Overall, she had become chubbier over the last days. But she did not mind, she had the feeling of warmth with her.
Slowly, her mind was starting to link the warm feeling to the growing size of her body.
Rainbow Dash wasn‘t there though. She was not in the bed, next to her, where they had fallen asleep together. The filly took a few attempts, before she was able to stand up, only to roll over and fall off the bed, on to the soft, cloud floor. Since she had gained so quickly, she was already out of breath after these little attempts to get up. Her wide midriff was nearly touching the floor even! Yet, she shouted out between her gasps for air, hoping her idol would be around to get her some food and a hug or two!

“Oh! Scoots! You’re awake already?”

The rainbow pony emerged from the other room, wearing saddlebags. Had she been planning on going? Without her little fan? Scootaloo huffeled as she waddled her way towards Dash, hoping she was not going to leave her all by herself!
Rainbow Dash quickly took the heavy foal in a hug, giving her a light squeeze, trying to comfort her. Never would she have left her. Actually, she had been preparing to visit a friend for breakfast.. of course with the small foal at her side!
With a relieved sigh, Scootaloo was set into one side of the saddlebags and wrapped a scarf around her, while it appeared that a pumpkin had taken its place on the other side.
Wierd, Scootaloo thought, that pumpkin seemed so similar to her. Big and orange...

“Hold on tight!”

The blue Pegasus lept off from the edge of her home, swiftly flying, leaving a rainbow trail behind her. The sky was brightly blue and it was rather sunny, for a winter day.
The foal looked down to the city they were passing, the cold wind flowing over her mane and letting her little wings flap briefly. Ponyville was pretty to look at, covered in sparkeling snow! However, she felt as if Rainbow Dash had been faster, the last time she had saw her fly. Perhaps she was going slower, for Scootaloo to view the city better. Yes. That had to be it.
She smiled!

However, she soon noticed where they were heading to. The dark and dreary Everfree Forest was starting to get closer and closer, making the foal clutch to Rainbows back. What was it, that they wanted there? She kept quiet, as they lowered down, hovering past spooky trees and thick, frosty fog. After all, she had witnessed quite some dangers in the forest... shouting wouldn’t make things better.
Soon however, a hut came into sight, right in the middle of this scary location. They landed at the odd place, Rainbow Dash stretching her wings and looking rather exhausted. The flight through the forest must have made her tired.
Yet, all this journey had been confusing, her stomach was still rumbeling and she was beginning to feel the cool winter wind breeze again, even through the thickness of the trees. There was no warmth here... she wanted warmth...

“Hey, Scoot, calm down. You’ll love it here!”

Scootaloo stopped trying to talk Rainbow into going back home. She had no other choice but to live with what was going to happen. She was to lazy to object anyway. Besides, she did trust the pegasus!
After a few knocks on the door of the hut, a zebra opened it for them... Zecora!
A typical rhyme followed her appearence as well!

“Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo!
I have been awaiting you!
Please come on in and take a seat,
I will bring you breakfast to eat!”

The little foal with the wide frame fluttered her wings in building excitement, at the mention of food. Rainbow Dash actually had brought her to Zecora, to try out exotic treats? That alone made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Her pudgy body was set down on a seat, before Rainbow handed the pumpkin over to the zebra. It appeared that she had needed it for something eadable.. maybe something for Scootaloo? She couldn’t await it, happily looking between the two.

“Little foal, I heard the tale,
you live with Dash, and feel quite well!
So she decided, what you need,
is exotic things, that she will feed.”

Dash nodded once, sitting down next to Scootaloo with a smile after Zecora finally placed down the first bowl. Like Pinkie always said about the zebra, it was a stew. However most likely not a pony stew. And how wonderful it smelled! Most mouthwatering! Like a little bird, she opened her mouth, wanting to be fed now.
Without a problem, her Idol gave in to that wish, spoon by spoon, soon bowl by bowl. Inbetween she was allowed to drink some sweet, herbal tea, that tingled and felt as if it calmed her stomach. Eventually, her head began to feel lightweighted and dizzy. All that was around her, was the warmth again. The feeling, that she was being cared about. The feeling, that was all that she wanted.
Again and again, she opened her mouth, greedily wanting more to feast upon, in order to hog more of the feeling to herself. However, it eventually stopped. She began to notice the world around her again, seeing several emptied bowls on the table and a smiling blue Pegasus before her, rubbing the distended, orange tummy. She wiggled her hooves helplessly, as she noticed just how bloated she had become. But little did she worry.. she had Rainbow on her side, after all!

Before she was able to wobble to her Idol, to get a hug however, a loud screech shook the forest, making the two ponies and the zebra halt in their doing. Zecora noted, that it sounded like the Timberwolves had been interupted in their sleep. Normally they only hunted at certain times. To hear them now and so upset was never a good sign.
Rainbow took a deep breath, looking between the two. Concerned about their safety, she insisted on going out and checking what was going on.
The Zebra agreed, even though she had her worries, but she was sure that Rainbow would make it back safely. She was quick and could fly.. she could make it.
But this also ment, that Scootaloo would have to wait. Together with Zecora.

Scootaloo didn’t like it. She was scared. Howling and screeching was all around the hut, yet Zecora did her best to make the poor foal calm a bit down. She set the filled up foal upon a pillow and had gave her tea, to make her rest a bit. Yet, it didn’t stop the little Pegasis galloping thoughts.
What if Dash didn’t return? What if she got hurt? Had her warmth had an end now? Would she lose her Idol and her now best friend?

“Do not fear, little one!
Rainbow Dash is quick and strong!
Perhaps your soul just needs a treat,
Or maybe you should try to sleep?”

Sleep? Scootaloo did not want to sleep. She would wait....
....but eventually, her full stomach and the twa got the best of her. She slipped into a light, uncomfortable slumber.
Thoughts about what might have happend to Rainbow haunted her. She felt no warmth, just the deep, chilling lack of it. She dreamt that she ran, seeing Dash right at the horizont, waiting at the edge of the forest. But the more she ran, the slower she got. Her Idol got no bit closer. Eventually, she could not move, noticing that it was her stomach that was growing, pinning her down. Getting bigger and bigger, sloshing around with the taste of soup lingering in her mouth. Growing and holding her back, filling up like a water balloon. As Rainbow turned around and left her there in her dream, she felt a stinging pressure in her middle.... she was..

Suddenly, she was ripped from that dream, sweating slightly, gasping for air. The bright moonlight somehow had made its way through some leaves, shining on her, through a window. It was already night?
Zecora was sleeping already and the forest was dead silent. But.. no Rainbow Dash. Nowhere in the hut.
She wouldn’t wait any longer.
It took her several moments to get up and on to her legs. The stomach was still tight and close enough to the ground now, that it brushed over it briefly with every wobbly step she took. The legs were encased in tight flab and she felt how her cheeks had become puffier as well. Even her back and especially her flank had gotten a good amount of fat added. Surprisingly much, since the morning she had woke up at Dashs home. But that was not her worry now. She had to find Rainbow and save her!

She finally got outside, after many failed attempts that made her fall on her side and back, heavily panting and already quite exhausted. Her ears perked up once out in the wintery coolness, trying to listen around in order to find a clue to where she was supposed to go. The moon however reavealed that some of the snow had been blown aside, by what must have been Rainbows strong wings! Bravely, Scootaloo started to walk through the snow, her stomach getting colder and colder as it scraped over the cool ground with every step.

It felt like hours had passed. The forest got deeper and darker as she walked on. By now she was lost, no hint of a path or Rainbow Dash to be seen. She sniffled, as her bones hurt, her stomach was sore and her friend seemingly lost forever. The cold crept over her and her weight pulled her down, making her wiery. Every step got smaller and smaller.
At first she just stumbled, but eventually she fell down into the snow, unable to even walk a single inch more.
She began to cry.
This was terrible. All she wanted was warmth. Happy faces. Food and a bed and ponies that she could trust around her. That wanted her around her.
But now all she got was cold. The cold surrounding her. Swallowing her.

She wasn‘t sure how long she layed there. But eventually, she opened her eyes again.
She could feel the warmth of a fireplace. As she looked up, she found that she was resting upon a bed a straw. The flickering light of the fire showed that there were bars between her and the flames. Was she.. imprisoned? What had just happend?
Two voices spoke up from somewhere beyond the bars. Were they.. argueing?

„What do you mean, the pony needs more? It is such a fat pony already!“ a male voice complained.

„We have more to feed, than just us! Feed pony and feed pony good, or else!“ a female voice growled back.

The foals eyes widened. She had been saved. Just to be fattened. Suddenly she didn‘t want to become bigger anymore. Her heart raced. Where was Rainbow? Where was the warmth? How could all of this happen to her?
If only she hadn‘t been so greedy.
If only she had just waited....