The next day, Rumble trained all day to make his flying faster. He was doing some wing-ups when Soarin walked in.
"Hey little buddy." He said.
Rumble nodded towards Soarin to say hello.
"Why are you exercising so much now?" He asked.
"Well, there was a colt bullying Scootaloo." Rumble said.
"Your fillyfriend?" Soarin asked.
Rumble blushed.
"N-no! We're just friends." He exclaimed.
"I stood up for her and now I'm racing against the colt tomorrow." Rumble continued.
"Ohhhhh... You need to get into shape." Soarin said with pride.
Rumble stopped doing wing-ups and nodded.
"Why was he bullying Scootaloo?" Soarin asked with curiosity.
"Because she hasn't learned to fly yet and she doesn't have her cutie mark." He replied.
Soarin's eyes widened.
"That's ridiculous." He said. "When I was her age, I didn't know how to fly or having my cutie mark." He exclaimed.
"Really?" Rumble asked.
"Yeah." He replied. "I'll teach you everything I know. Tomorrow, you will kick that colt's flank." He announced.
Rumble smiled and gave Soarin a giant hug.
"Thanks." He said.
"Ahhhh..... It's no problem." Soarin replied.
Throughout the entire day, Soarin trained Rumble so much that Rumble has sweat drops in his mane. He even beat Soarin in a race. Soarin was even actually trying in the race. You could tell by the sweat on his forehead.
"Nice job little bro." Soarin announced, panting heavily.
"Thanks big bro." Rumble replied.
He felt like his wings were on fire from all of that exercise. He was ready for bed, which was good. It was close to 8 PM and Rumble needed to wake up early. He ate a quick dinner and soared into his bed. He fell asleep in a small number of minutes. He started to dream. He was standing beside the bully. They started flying but Rumble was dragging behind. The colt pulled farther and farther ahead of Rumble. Rumble screamed but the only thing that he saw was Scootaloo being bullied by the colt. He felt like he was falling into a bottomless hole. Falling...
Rumble screamed as he woke up. Soarin ran into his room, breathing heavily.
"What happened?" Soarin asked.
"Nightmare." Rumble responded.
"It was about you losing the race, wasn't it?" Soarin asked.
Rumble nodded.
Soarin put his arm around Rumble and said in a soft tone: "It's ok. I know that you will win that race and show that bully who is boss."
He patted Rumble on the back.
"Come on. Let's get some breakfast." He said.
Rumble nodded and got up. He walked downstairs and himself a bagel. From time to time, he would take deep breaths and stretch out his wings. Every time he did, Soarin would look at him and smile.
"I'm ready." Rumble said to himself.
"I'll be there to watch you." Soarin yelled as Rumble walked out the door of their house.
Their house was on a cloud, so Rumble would fly down to get to Ponyville. He did that exact thing. He saw Scootaloo, the colt, and some other ponies standing at Sugar Cube Corner. As he touched down onto the ground, everyone looked at him.
"Here he is." Scootaloo said with a grin on her face.
She walked up to him and said: "You don't have to do this. I can ignore the bullies."
Rumble shook head.
"I have to. When someone messes with you, I'm there." He replied.
Scootaloo got closer to him and kissed him on the cheek. Rumble's eyes widened and he went into space for a few minutes. When he shook himself out of his love trance, he spread his wings. Pinkie Pie walked in front of Rumble and the bully. She raised her hoof in the air.
"Ready... Set... Go!!!" She yelled as she threw her hoof down.
The 2 sped right by her, making her mane fly back. The 2 colts were speeding by multiple ponies. Rumble was concentrating on one thing. Winning and showing the bully who's the best. Rumble sped up, going faster and faster. The colt looked over and he had a scared look on his face. The colt knew that Rumble was going to win. The colts sped across the finish line. The winner was, Rumble. The colt quickly ran away as the other ponies laughed at him. Scootaloo ran up to Rumble and hugged him tightly.
"I knew that you would win." She said, beaming with joy.
Soarin walked over with a smile.
"I knew that you could do it little bro." he said.
"Thanks big brother." Rumble replied.
He had won. He had stood up for the filly that he loved.
