If These Wings Could Fly | A MLP Story by TrueDespiration

I awake to the sound of my dad calling my name "Scootaloo! Breakfast is ready!!" I hop off the bed taking my pajamas off and opening the door then sniffing the smell of pancakes as it got warmer in the room and it felt like paradise, I shut the door then rushed to the table hopping onto the chair sitting down slowly. The warm breakfast was all ready and prettied up with a fork and knife, I didn't care though I just ate it with my hooves. As I finished I opened the front door before saying "Bye Dad! Bye mum!" They reply "Bye dear enjoy you're day." They'd wave to me goodbye before I shut the door getting outside in the refreshed air.