Waking up, you realize that once again you were wet. You take a moment to collect your thoughts. ‘Okay then, it looks like I’m on the west side of ponyville today…’ looking around, you recognize the area. The broken tree, that weird log that looks like a head, the snaky stream that meets with the arced bridge you were under. ‘Cool! The cakes are only four blocks away. So if I hurry, I can find some breakfast before school. The sun is just barely rising so no one is up yet.’ You think as set about your morning ritual.
You get up and quickly shake out your wings, an orange feather falls to the floor and your wings feel pretty weak. ‘Horsefeathers! I’m molting! Alright, no scooter then. I will just have to run today.’ You think to yourself as you walk out from under the small bridge you were under.
You look in the water of the stream and see that you mane is somewhat out of place. Bringing a hoof up, you carefully fix it back. The lines under your eyes easily disappear as you practice your smiles. One by one, you check them off. ‘Friendly, happy, excited. Check check check.’ Brimming with confidence, you finally climb up the small hill and trot towards your breakfast.
After 10 minutes, you find Sugarcube Corner and you sneak into the alley behind it. you quietly poke around in their trash and find a great breakfast for today. ‘Yay! They had left over banana nut muffins!’ “Score” you whisper. You gather up two of the muffins and a cinnamon bun, a little cardboard cake plate serves as your plate as you happily dig in.
Your breakfast finished, you happily sigh before placing the trash back. You might be eating out of it, but unlike dogs you happen to be kind enough to put what you don’t want back. The sun is firmly over the horizon and you figure you have at least forty minutes before school starts.
The wind picks up slightly and you look up. Your idol is hard at work moving clouds already. ‘I wish I could fly up there and help her.’ You think before walking away with a sigh. ‘She always gets up early like me, everyone thinks she is lazy because she likes to nap all the time. Why do I seem to be the only pony who realizes how much she works? She might look like she sleeps a lot, but no one else notices how unlike Foalton, Ponyville never catches rogue clouds from the Everfree. I’ve seen why though. She’s always ready, heck I have seen her pull all nighters when it storms real bad over there. And, every day she gets out here and works on the day’s schedule regardless of how tired she is…’ you lose sight of her as she moves on to the next sector of Ponyville's sky. ‘I wish I was more like Rainbow.’
You shake your head again as you continue walking into town. Thankfully, school was in the middle. So no matter where you slept in ponyville, you would always make it in time. Fully awake now after a bit of walking, you begin noticing more things around you. Your favorite Clementine bush was on your left, so you quickly plucked four or five flowers to eat for a snack at school. Placing them under your wing, you hear someone yelling. At first, you don’t know what they were saying but look around for the source.
It comes again a little louder and you recognize the voice, ‘Summer?’ you think before the words catch up to you. “-ut below!!!” it said and you barely move to the side in time to avoid the crash of one Summer Flight. A Pegasus filly who could barely fly better than you on your best days. Meaning it was unsafe for anyone around her when she actually takes to the air. You don’t know much about her other than the fact that she doesn’t fly well. Her mother had moved to ponyville about 2 months ago with her and they had kept to themselves for the most part.
Summer carefully stood up before looking at you with a toothy smile and a dazed look. “OH, sup Scoots!?” she asked as she brushed off her black coat. She put her flight goggles where they held back her pale silver, windswept mane.
You quickly put on a smile as you answer her, “Just heading to school Summer, what about you though? What are you doing here? I thought that you lived on the east side of ponyville.” Your eyebrow raised as the thought genuinely took root in your mind. ‘Why is she over here? It’s like she purposely chooses the weirdest places to pop up. Ever since her mom signed her up for school, no one has seen any of her. And, she never shows up at school events. She never gets involved with the community. The only thing we know she does is write. Ever since they moved in, the three local bookstores have had new books penned by one Autumn Flash. They are alright, but then again I don’t like adventure romance. Too realistic, if you ask me.’
Summer looked away while saying, “Well, I was practicing my flying when a rogue wind gust blew me WWAAAYYYY off course and I ended up here. Crashed. And hurt.” Her eyes welled up as she suddenly started saying oww repeatedly and holding her head.
You shake your head and say, “Rub some dirt in it and come on, school starts in…” you look at the sun, “about ten minutes.” helping her up off the ground, again, you both started walking to school.
“whew, that was close.” You think you hear something and turned around, looking at Summer.
“What?” you ask her.
Her head comically shook, “I didn’t say anything!” she said as she started running ahead of you…
‘Weirdo’ you think as she ran past you.
I followed the main street in town and got to school just in time to meet up with my two best friends, Applebloom and Sweetie Belle. As you run to meet them, a strong feeling of submission runs over you and time slowed to a standstill. The world around you turns gray and the darkness runs cracks, then streams, until a lake of black covered my sight.
One word rang in your mind, “CHOOSE!”