This flying thing wasn't as simple as I originally thought. I thought if I just believe and let go or something I would just start flying. Peter Pan lied. So here I am, fervorously flapping my wings like an idiot just tryng to get off the ground.
"No, controlled flaps. If you just flap your wings like a humming bird, you're not going anywhere."
"Right. Controlled. Of course. Because that explains so much to me, now everything is instantly clear. Things I could not see before are now suddenly in view. Thank you for showing me the way, oh exalted one"
Thunder rolled his eyes at my unrelenting sarcasm.
"Try flapping your wings once, taking a half breath, then flapping again. Try that untill you've got a beat down with your wings" So I did, each time slowly going faster and faster. I could feel my hooves lift off the ground. I felt really good about this. I mean, really good. I had the most goofy looking grin on my face, ever.
"Now, the rest of the flying process is as simple as flapping faster to go higher, and shifting your weight and tilting your wings to turn. Mostly, the drafts will carry you up, or let you glide easily for long distances between flaps. Go ahead and give it a whirl."
Even as he said that, the only thing on my mind was, "Hey, I wonder how high I can go?" I'm a real fucking genius, let me tell you.
So, there I was, flying straight up in the air, Thunder screaming something at me, but I was way past listening. I thought, just because I was a magical pegasus or whatever, that I could just fly infinitely. I don't know why I thought that, honestly. So I kept flying up, and my vision began to grey around the edges. At that point, I really should of stopped. But I didn't. Again, I have no idea why I did this. My vision then turned from grey to black in an instant, and I was sure I was going to die. I felt like a complete idiot. I saw a light, and I was sure I was dead. But, instead of seeing some holy figure or whatever, I saw Thunder's face appear into my view.
"Honestly, I don't know what I'm going to do with you." He shook his head
" What were you thinking? I mean, come on. I think I have a better name for you. From now on, I'm calling you High Wing." Stormy chided
"My name is... George Reddam... " I grumbled, only half conscious.
"It sounds better then George Redman." she responded
"Reddam"
"Whatever, High Wing." She stated with a smirk. I didn't even know ponies could smirk, but let me tell you, this one sure could smirk.
"I swear-" I started with a growl, but I was quickly interupted by Thunder.
"Seriously you two, you've gotta stop going at eachother's throat. I do have to admit though, High Wing has more of a ring to it then... George. No offence." I would be shocked, but honestly I wasn't. And what made the whole situation even less amusing is how wider Stormy's grin became after that remark.
"So it's official. You are now High Wing." Stormy chided
"Great, now that I have been dubbed by the great queen, I can now go and slay the evil dragon." I said as I rolled my eyes, meaning it entirely sarcastically. But suddenly, the very humorous Stormy stated,
"No, you're not slaying any dragons if you can't even fly correctly. Besides, we don't have much ferocious dragons around here anyways."
"Unless you count Spike." Thunder said.
" Oh sure, Spike. He's totaly ferocious."
"Yeah, I have no idea who you're talking about. I'm not very familiar with my surroundings, despite how hard it is to notice."
After I said this, Thunder suddenly had a serious look on his face.
"Okay, let's try flying again." He stated while walking a slow circle around me.
" Yeah." Stormy started "I'm getting kind of bored of these grassy plains. I mean, the breeze is pleasent, but it's seriously not much to look at. Besides, Thunder made me promise not to show off and just start flying, so I'm kind of... you know the word... bored." She unfolded her wings and flapped them a little bit.
"Bored, eh? Just wait 'till I figure out how to use my wings" The word still felt weird to me. Wings. I mean, just a while back, I was entirely human. Thinking down that line of thought made me remember Sarah and my family. needless to say, I started to feel pretty down. Thunder seemed to pick up on my sadness.
"Hey, come now, don't feel down. You'll learn fast, I'm sure." He said with a concerned frown
"No... That's not it." I said in a low voice as I sat down. He trotted over to me, the wind was blowing through his ruffled yellow mane. In a less riled up state of mind than I was earlier, I got to fully see how the two of them looked, and not just viewed them as weird winged talking horses. Thunder was slightly taller then Stormy, but I couldn't say if his height was standard in any way. I didn't really know how tall those ponies should be. His eyes were a very intense yellow. Well, at least I thought they were intense. Kinda hard to take ponies' eyes seriously, but hey, they were a pretty cool yellow anyways. His fur was grey like a cloud before a rainstorm, and he had a weird mark on his ass... well, ass wouldn't be the best word for it. I think the best word for a horse's ass would be flank, but I didn't really care. The mark was in the shape of a lightning bolt with a ring around it. He always had a smile on his face and he seemed happy most of the time. Those kinda people used to always bug me, but for some odd reason this made me feel... comforted by him, in a matter of speaking. Not that ponies could really be comforting to me at all.
Anyways, back to my inane observations of those two ponies. Stormy had a yellow mane as well, but it was slightly lighter, almost a blond color. It was fairly well-kempt, but she didn't seem to spend much time keeping it straight, and it was obviously wind-blown. Her eyes were a bluish-grey, and they seemed to contrast her brother's well enough that it looked pretty cool when they were next to eachother. Pretty cool for ponies, that is. Her fur was a light grey color, again slightly lighter then her brother's. Her ass-symbol was a storm cloud, looking as if it were about to shoot lighting but nothing was coming out. At that moment, I decided to change the subject off of myself. I didn't really want to talk about it all that much, anyways.
" Hey, what in the world are those strange symbols on your... flank." I said in my ever-so-stately manner.
"What? You mean, our cutie marks? You don't know what these are?!" He said, shocked. Cutie marks. I mean, cutie. marks. I honestly wanted to explode right then.
" Remember, brother. He's not exactly all... there. He's a couple hays short of a barnyard, if you know what I mean" Stormy said matter-o-factly.
"Hay! I'm all here! " I shouted, red faced.
"Right. What did you say you were, again? A Hoo-mahn?" She chided again. A really sarcastic girl, I'll tell you.
"A human. Hu. Man. And I was! Really!" I was getting really frustrated again. This girl really knew how to push my buttons
"Honestly, you two. Are you going to fight like two foals forever?" Thunder said, obviously not amused by us at all. I started to calm down quite a bit, and I continued with my inane question.
"So, what's a ... Cutie mark?" I said, my curiosity clearly still spiked
"Uh, yeah. It's a mark on your flank that represents your special talent." He sighed and sat down on the grassy field. "Mine is a lighting with a shockwave around it. I got it when I created the biggest lightning bolt ever seen in Mareopia, causing some gigantic... shockwave that caused a bit of destruction."
"Yeah, and I got mine when I made my first storm as a little filly. It was a pretty impressive storm, if I do say so myself." She said with a silly but prideful grin. When she's not insulting me, I kinda liked her attitude.
"So, what's mine?" I looked over at my flank. That damn horse head that was on that amulet. It was silver, and it was just the outline of a horse's head with the eyes a prominent blue. Behind it was some kind of ripple that almost looked like a ripple on water. It was cool, but I had no idea what it meant.
" I honestly have no idea what in the name of Celestia that's supposed to be" Thunder mumbled with a frown.
" Looks cool though. So, what's your special talent?" Stormy said with a silly grin.
"Uh, I have no idea. I used to be kind of... Well, kind of lazy." I said, still observing it.
"How can somepony not be sure of their special talent?" Thunder said while shaking his head.
"That's obvious thunder. He's a nut-job. A really special nut-jub, but a nut-job nonetheless. " Stormy responded. As they were saying this, I was observing myself for the first time. I looked long and hard at the fur around my legs and flank, and it was a light green color. My tail was primarily blue with a green streak running through it. I looked at Thunder and Stormy, and noticed they were still going back and forth about me, so I headed over to a nearby puddle. I looked at my reflection in the puddle. The eyes that stared back at me were a deep red in color, and my mane was blue with a green streak through it as well. It was fairly ruffled and spiked at the top, but slowly began to settle down as it reached the base of my neck. Frustrated, I splashed the reflection in the water. When the water settled down, I noticed Thunder's face apear next to mine in the reflection.
"You okay?" He said obviously concerned.
" No, not really. I wake up as a damn pony, I don't know anything about this place. My family... I miss them, despite how much they bugged me. I'm not even sure how much they miss me, if they've even noticed yet. I really didn't have much friends, either. I kind of regret that now, maybe then more people would even care that I just vanished. And Sarah... I really loved her. She finally said yes to me, I felt like I was on top of the world. But now... now I'm here, as some kind of weird pony... a pegasus. I don't even know how to fly. I didn't have much friends as a human, but now I have no friends at all. I just want to go home." Thunder was silent while I said that, and he sat down next to me and said,
"I believe you. I haven't heard of any of this before, but for some reason I believe what you're saying. And about that friend thing, I can name two ponies that would be happy to be your friends." Thunder said with a smile
"Really? Who?" I said.
" You've probably already met. Their names are Thunder and Stormy."
"What? You'd be my friends? I hardly know you, and I haven't been exactly nice to you... and I took it you didn't like me all that much."
"Hay, I may be sarcastic and a little cynical, and I'm still not sure if I believe you, but I like you. I'd be happy to be your friend." Stormy said with a grin, this time it wasn't sarcastic. I was honestly shocked.
"You two... would honestly be my friends? I guess that makes being here a little better. " I said while rubbing my eyes with my hooves, trying to hide the tears.
Thunder smiled and held his hoof out to me.
"Come on, we can practice flying a little later. I want to introduce you to some of our friends as well."
"Yes, we have friends, despite popular belief" Stormy said with a grin
I locked my arm around Thunder's, and he helped me up. I guessed that this wouldn't be too bad. I missed my family, I missed Sarah, and my only goal then was getting back. With this thought in my mind, I started following Thunder into town to meet his friends.