AUTHOR'S NOTE: Oh god, a blank page. Here we go.
Chapter 1
DASH
Last time I was here, I was nervous. No, wait, nervous is an understatement. I couldn't even move because I was so terrified of going out there and failing. I didn't get a single part of my routine right, and the only thing that could snap me out of it was the fact that i needed to save my best friends life. I guess you could call it fate, but Rarity falling made me perform one of the most legendary tricks ever, the Sonic Rainboom. It was awesome, radical, and cool all at the same time, and it got me my confidence back. That day made me want to join the Wonderbolts even more, I knew that if I made it into that team, I would be able to do stuff like the Sonic Rainboom all the time. But, more importantly, I would be friends with the WONDERBOLTS. Come on, that's as awesome as ponies get!
So right after that competition, I started training like crazy. Any free time I had where I wasn't napping, I would be up there with the clouds, practicing my tricks. Sure, there were some minor setbacks, ya know, fighting chaos gods and repelling changeling invasions, but other than that, it was training, training, training. There were always new tricks to try, and I did as many as I could. I was only hospitalized twice, which is barely anything considering the caliber of the things i was trying. I worked myself physically and mentally until I was in perfect condition.
Then one day there was a poster put on the local Ponyville board. A new spot had been made on the Wonderbolts, and they were having open tryouts that anypony could enter. I was so psyced for it! My chance had finally come! I could be on the team that I had loved since being a filly!
And that brings us up to today. The tryouts are being held in the exactly same stadium that I made the Sonic Rainboom in. A few of the ponies that came to watch recognize me from the Young Flyer's Competition and say good luck. At this point, I'm thrilled and totally ready to take on the tryouts. All of the contestants are sitting in this one room when Spitfire herself comes in to give us a few tips. Naturally, I freak out. I mean, it's Spitfire! Why would I not freak out? Apparently a few of the other contestants had the same idea as me and freaked out too. Actually, about 90% of the room started to freak out and Spitfire had to wait a minute as a wave of "ohmygoshimyourbiggestfancanihaveyourautograph" washed over her. I didn't really want her autograph, considering that I had a good chance of getting on the Wonderbolts, and I wouldn't need the autograph of someone I work with.
The only pony that seems to measure up with me is this grey stallion called Storm Chaser. I'm pretty sure I can beat him, though. The competition is going to be a lot like the Young Flyer's Competition, only i'm pretty sure I won't mess up on the obstacles this time though. There will be one winner, and that pony is going to get on the Wonderbolts. I'm gonna do my best to make sure that that pony is me. As I walked out to compete, Spitfire tells me she's rooting for me. I try my best not to go full on fangirl on her, just saying "Thanks" and moving up to the line. Today is the day I get on the Wonderbolts.
CLOUD
Another day, another dollar. Well, I think that's what dad used to say. It's not like I have any money or i'm earning anything at all. I guess you could call it "Another day, another bushel of wheat.". Oh well. Might as well get to the farming.
Feed the chickens, clean up after the chickens, watch plants grow. The daily routine. I don't even know how anything manages to grow in this place. The soil isn't fertile at all, and I wouldn't be surprised if a chicken grew a second head from drinking the water. Heck, I should at least have five hooves at this point.
The end of the day provides some entertainment, though. There are still hundreds of books in the old library that I haven't read. The books are great, they let you retreat into your own imaginary world where you can do anything. You can meet whoever you want, be whoever you want to be, there are no limitations. I find myself staying up to the wee hours of the morning because a story is so gripping.
The old map is fascinating, too. The world is literally at your fingertips when you have a map. You can see the places you've always wanted to go to while not moving an inch. I've been plotting things on the map, too. Finding the easiest route to a city, town, house, anything, really. The only problem is all of the routes are crazy long and I need a ton of food if I want to make it to there alive. Harvest season is coming soon, though. I'm sure I could get enough food to make the smallest trip on the map.
There is a small splotch on the map that could be a town, but i'm not sure. It seems to say something, but a lot of the letters are missing. It says "P yv le". Now, I have no idea what that could possibly mean, and I don't want to make a journey to find that the town doesn't exist, so that option is out. The nearest town other than that is called Appleoosa, and it seems to be a risky journey. I think i'm willing to take the risk though. Anything to get out of this place. Shoot, dawn already? How does that keep happening? Oh well, another day, another bushel of wheat...