There we were, gathered in a circle in the train, with nothing but the sounds of the train to keep us from going insane. It wasn't working. I decided to start small talk, the one thing I was the worst at, but much more fun the silence.
"So, Stormy and Thunder, what are your parents like?" I said, my curiousty more based on my boredom. The one who answered was Stormy.
"Our parents are two pegasi, one white and the other dark gray. Our father is the in charge of storm control. His name is Nimbus Heart. He's very kind hearted... And I have his eyes. That's why they gave me his last name... Our mother used to be a daredevil, doing tricks and shows for a living, before she got married. Then her job became being a mother. Her name's Reena Storm. Her mane is very similiar to Thunder's over there.... That's why he has her last name." She became distance suddenly, for reasons I had no idea. I guess I was more oblvious then I originaly thought, but I really didn't care.
"Do you know how the met? I'm sure you're parents talked about it a million times... Knowing parents, of course" I said, trying to keep the conversation alive, she looked back over at me, staring into my eyes.
"Yes, I remember quite well from the many times they've told it to me. My father... Was clearing a stormy day, like usual. Suddenly, he was struck with a lightning bolt, being careless, as he says. He fell from the sky and crashed into my mom while she was doing a show... The both fell to the ground and broke the same wing. They were stuck in the hospital for some time after that... I guess they fell in love then." She continued to look and smiled.
"We were born shortly after they got married. Thunder here, the level headed one, was born first. We're twins, so I came shortly afterwords. I hear stories of how much of a hoof full we were as foals... But they're likely exagerated stories. I would exagerate them when I have kids too, I suppose" She began to blush slightly as she continued on again.
"Me an' Thunder grew up fairly normaly. There was a couple of times when I would get hurt... Being a 'Leap before I look' type of filly, as my brother would put it. However, he would always be there for me. Watch after me... That kind of thing."
"And you would be there for me. Introduce me to people. Keep my life exciting. You're the best sister I could ask for, even though you are a bit of a trouble maker." Thunder said with a warm smile on his face. That guy had a way with words, I couldn't really explain it. Stormy smiled him, then at me.
"The rest isn't that important... I'm sure the others have stuff to say too." Fleet Flier jumped at the opportunity Stormy had just opened to him.
"Yes! I guess I'll start with my parents as well. I never really met my mom, she and my dad seperated, leaving my dad with me. Don't know why it happened that way, but it did. My dad, however is amazing! He used to surf, and he was amazing at it! I mean, he could do things that would beat Pegasi, and he's an earth pony! I grew up admiring his nimbleness on his hooves, yet never really inherited it. So, I spent my years training my wings to impress him. I did finaly get a chance to show him what I had in a school talent show as a little colt, but I totaly blew it. He told me it would be okay, and that there was always next time, but I was so embarressed, I felt like a total failure. The feeling was horrible, and I hated it. After that day, I made a promise to myself to never feel that way again. And sense then, I live in ignorant bliss of my shortcomings. Because your shortcomings only come from your mind, your will power and point of view make up who you are! You should also never live in the past, as I used to before I made the promise, or everything will haunt you by the fact you can't change it. You have a higher change of moving a brick wall with your face then you do of changing the past. However, if you constantly look towards the future, you'll guess wrong often! That leads to disapointment... As well as now not being good enough for you, ever! So, there's anothe reason why I live now, and not tomorrow. I can't change the past, and I can't predict the future, so why bother? I'll just enjoy myself, and love myself, and I'll be happy forever." Treble suddenly began to talk after him, which was a rare sight. I mean, that pony was the polar opposite of Fleet when it came to talkitivity.
"Yes... Now is a good time to live. It's the only place you can be as you play music. You can't think about the crowd not liking your performance... Or about previous ones that may have been better until it's over." She looked over to her violin case, which was leaned against a wall.
"I learned this from my mother. She's an amazing mare... Who plays the Cello, an equally amazing instrument... My father married her for her music, so he was happy as I showed promise in the field as well... They both have helped me immensly. However, I haven't seen my mother for along time... She moved to canterlot a while back, leaving me with only a smile on her face and her violin from her childhood. I hope to one day be like her... So I practice every day, with Canvas listening to my music and helping me with critiques... Though all he ever says is that my music is amazing... Sometimes, I have to ask others." She went back to her silent state as she sat on her bench next to Canvas, who took the mention of his name as an oppurtunity to speak up
" Yes, she does play wonderfully... And it helps me to paint wonderfuly as well. However, my inspiration to paint comes not from my parents in a positive way. They are... Buisness ponies. Living the same way over and over, every day the same as it drives them insane. I strove to live a different life then that... So I began to draw. They, however, are in denial of their own insanity, and for some reason wish me to follow down the same path." He looked out the window, getting a distant look on his face before snapping back to attention.
"They do not think well of my path... But it's the only path I will follow. Every day is different for me. Painting scenery is different, drawing different things, listening to different songs from the wonderful Treble, who will surely end up like her mother, though I have never met her, just heard stories of her playing. My parents don't understand what I want, or why I take this path. However, one day, I'm sure they will see. They will accept me and love me for who I am and what I do. Surely, I won't ever have the ammount of money they do, but at least I will never be miserable and upset with what I do. I guess that's the main reason why I took the path I did." Picturesque nodded after Canvas finished talking, and looked at us.
"I agree, though my parents are amazing photographers. I'll never be that good, I know, but I can always dream. Dears, you'll be here to watch me grow as a photographer as well. My mother was a famous photographer in her day... until she had me, of course, then she had to watch me. I do take blame for that, which makes me feel slightly miserable, but she always tells me it's not my fault, and she could never hope for a better daughter. I smile, though I do not believe it. My father had some reknown as well, but he didn't take pictures of models like my mother did. He was a scenery photographer, taking pictures of various landscape and sending them to magazines and striving movie producers, earning a good deal of money. My parents did have a good deal of money as well, but they understood my dream to be just like them both, so I take pictures of ponies as they stand in their natural surroundings." She looked out the window with a smile on her face, and everyone else started to look at me. They wanted me to talk now. Well, I'll grant their wish.
"You want to hear about my past now? Haven't you heard enough from me? Fine, I'll tell you what you don't know. My dream? My dream was to be with Sarah forever. The job I wanted? Well, I really wanted to be... a fireman. Yeah, yeah. Very typical, right? Well, I don't care. It's what I wanted. My parents were cool, I guess. Until my father killed my mother then himself. But that part you alread know. Now, my grandmother and brother... The only ones I had. Good ol' grandma was the only one I had to watch after me. My brother would drive me insane... But I loved him to death. My daily life before I became a pony was day in and day out boring, but I'd give anything to go back to that. I mean, come one. My life was boring, but at I knew what the hell I was doing. Now, I'm running around like a chicken without it's head and all I want is to go back home." The others continued to stare at me, especially stormy. She looked at me and began to talk again.
"Well, you know, you could always stay here if there's no way back... I mean, you have friends. We'll watch out for you, and we can tell you how to live. No rush." She smiled, acting much more serious then before. I guess it's all the nastalgia.
"Right, I'll keep that in mind." I siad, half paying attention at this point. I still had two goals in mind. One, figure out what the hell happened to me. Two, get home. Keeping those in mind, I began to look out the window. There really wasn't much to see besides trees rushing past at high speeds, and the railroad track below with the steady beat of many ponies' hooves hitting the wood of those rails. The seats were as comfortable as ever, and I sat in relative comfort. Stormy was sitting next to me at the time, with Thunder and Fleet sitting across from us. Fleet was asleep for some reason. Oh, he was also snoring very loudly. I just cut my eyes and glanced back out the window. Nothing was new though. Just... trees. So, I turned back and made like Fleet and fell asleep.
After what seemed like only a couple of minutes, I felt someone nudge me, and I looked up to see stormy. I didn't want to wake up, and I normaly was grumpy when I did. They didn't know that, of course. So, trying not to blow up on them or something, I groggily looked out the window to see we had stopped. That's the thing about sleeping, a few minutes could be an hour or more.
"We're here! Rise and shine, High Wing. Don't want to be late for the Maretro Station." Stormy said, nudging me again. I grumbled as I pushed her away.
"Okay, okay. Whatever. Let's just get going." I responded to her, attempting to stand up but raising slowly. Thunder offered his hoof to me, and I just grumbled and awkwardly wrapped my arm around his. The unfamiliar clink of my hooves against the floor took me off gaurd, and like some kind of dumbass, I jumped a bit. I shouldn't really have been taken aback by the sound at this point, but I guess it still hasn't fully registered in my mind. I mean, come on. Years of being human, and now I'm a pony. Well, no one else seemed to notice, so I just continued along like normal. Or what I figured they thought normal. Going down a flight of stairs, the exit of the train came into sight. I let out an audible sigh. I mean, It's not that I didn't like trains that much. It's also not like I just recently had a bad experience with them as well.
Anyways, when we stepped out, the small town ponies that I happened upon when I arrived were taken aback. However, I, being from a large city, I wasn't impressed. Though, I did have to admit, the many colors of the ponies walking about was a new sight to me. Smirking slightly, I smacked the back of Fleet, who was staring with his mouth slightly agape.
"What? Never seen this level of population? The noise getting to you? At least this I can deal with. Here, if it's anything like back home, sticking with me would be the best idea." I simply laughed at him, as he nodded slowly, and began to walk into the crowded station.