Rainbow woke up to a loud banging on her door.
"Whuh?", Rainbow mumbled. She squinted against the fierce morning light while the banging continued.
She walked over to the door and opened it.
"Twilight?", Rainbow asked. "What are you doing? What was all that noise?"
Twilight rubbed her head. "Sorry, Rainbow. I couldn't control my wings, so instead of gently waking you up, I, uh--"
Rainbow grinned. "It's fine, Twilight. But why couldn't you control your wings? I thought you got the hang of it."
"That's part of the reason I'm here."
Rainbow looked at her, an eyebrow raised. "For flying practice?"
"No, Rainbow. That's not it."
"...Is something wrong, Twilight?"
She sighed. "Yes, there is."