Most ponies believe that Tempo Breeze thinks herself invincible. That is not true.
Oh sure, she's one of the fastest pegasi alive, she can throw a mean left hook and she's always doing dangerous stunts, but, first and foremost, she's an adventurer.
And adventurers get hurt.
Thankfully, this adventurer has two sisters, who she can always depend on.
"You're an idiot," Ace mumbled, as she wrapped a bandage around Tempo's leg.
Melody, the sweet, kind, shy dear, is nodding as she turns the medkit upside down. "Why is it bleeding so much?" She asked as she picked up the antiseptic bottle and shook it.
Head wounds bleed more, she signed, and Melody's eyes narrowed.
"Okay, what stupid thing did you do this time?"
What makes you think I did something stupid? I could of have just tripped and fell-
"She decided to see how close she could fly to the ground," Ace interrupted, and Tempo shot her a glare. She ignored it. "She got very close, as you can see?" She gestured vaguely towards Tempo's bloody nose, and the skid marks on her side.
Tempo flinches away from the antiseptics burn as it hit the open wound. "It's your own fault," Ace says, oh-so-sympathetically. Tempo grits her teeth and waits for the wound to be wrapped up.
The three are in the attic of there house, with Tempo sitting on the carpet with Melody stretched out beside her while Ace sits upside down on a beanbag. Now that the wounds are done, it's time for a more pressing issue.
How are we going to explain this to mom?
"We?" Mel laughed incredulously. "There is no we in this. Right now, you are you, and you are screwed."
Gee, thanks.
"What, it's not as if it's not true. Mom's probably going to ban you from any stunts for a week for this!"
Not if we tell her something else.
"But that would mean being dishonest and-" Mel's look changed from confusion to contemplation as she realized " ooh,that's what you're suggesting you do, isn't it?"
I mean, maybe?
"If they find out" Ace attempts to warn, but Tempo is already starting to get into it.
I could say I tripped and fell, she suggested, down the stairs!
"Nope," Ace said, rising to all fours, and starting to trot away. "I'll have no part in this, and, if mom asks, I'm telling her the truth!"
"Do it and I will tell everyone about the Great Donkey Debacle of Nightmare Night" Melody said, without even turning around. In one smooth move, Ace spun around and marched back to her seat, arms crossed.
Tempo, meanwhile, just gaped. That was you?!
Ace scratched the back of her head sheepishly. "It, uh, wasn't my finest moment?" She offered, and both Mel and Tempo gave her flat looks in return.
Their moms voice rises up from below, and the three exchange glances, before they all rise to their hooves. "Ladies," Ace says solemnly. "It's been an honor."
And, with that, they go down to face the music.
Let it not be said the Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo are not good parents.
Upon telling them she had slipped down the stairs because she forgot to put one of her toy cars away, Scootaloo did not hesitate to slap her around the head. Sweetie just shook her head, curls flying everywhere, before going off on a tangent about how "this was why they always asked them to put their stuff away," and that they were not, in fact "Killing the youth of today."
When that was done, they took Tempo aside, and took off her bandages. When a bright light flashed behind them, Sweetie calmly said, not even turning around, "Magical Melody, stop taking photo's this instant."
Mel, keep taking photo's, I'm totally making this my new icon, she encouraged. Scootaloo levels her a half amused, half annoyed look, before refixing the bandages.
While she does this, Sweetie gives her two other kids The Look. It's a look that all Sweetie's kids know well by now, and it means clear out, because I am about to verbally eviscerate your sister, and I do not want you to see her break down crying.
They clear out.
Tempo Breeze, the daredevil, the adrenaline junkie, the fearless one of the trio, shrinks back under their joint gaze.
Scootaloo leans forwards, putting one hoof under her chin as she does so. "So, what really happened? And, don't tell me you fell down the stairs, that's lame."
Tempo's shoulders slump as she signs out, I tried to see how close I could fly to the ground. I got very, very close. At her parents silence, she hastened to add, but hey, I have Pegasi magic, so I survived! And that's all that matters! Well, got to go, bye!
She leaps off the table her parents had plopped her on, but before she could hit the ground, Sweetie leans forwards, and grabs her by the scruff of the neck, like a kitten. She dangles there for a moment, before Sweetie carefully sets her down on the ground.
"Okay," the unicorn says, raising an eyebrow. "Now, what actually happened?"
Tempo looks up sharply, and Scoots laughs at her expression. "Come on Squirt, you somehow got a bloody nose and skid marks on the right side of your body only? Hitting the ground from the speeds you go at would so much more than that."
"Let me guess, bullies?" Sweetie asks, and Tempo lowers her gaze to the floor. "They hit you, and you went skidding against the street?" Tempo mutely nodded.
"What did they say?" Scootaloo asks, and Tempo can hear the promise of violence in her voice.
Nothing about me, she signed so quickly her hooves were blurs.
"Ah, Melody then?" Seeing her daughters face darken, Sweetie put a hoof to her head and sighed.
"Tell me you got a couple of hits in first?" Scootaloo all but begs, and Tempo brightens, puffing out her chest.
You should of have seen me, mom! I ducked between his legs like a ninja, then I used that to shove him into the dirt! He got up obviously but then . . . . .