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// 17 - Special Holidays - Twilight rides the Rocket 
// Story: Sunset Shimmer - Six Friends One Heart 
// by Babroniedad 
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Twilight rides the Rocket



Twilight pushed away her finished breakfast plate, savoring the taste of the scrambled eggs and biscuits she had just enjoyed. Nursing her coffee, she looked to Big Mac.

“Thank you for that breakfast Big Mac. That was wonderful!” she smiled. “Don’t tell Spike, but I haven’t had eggs like that in ages. And these biscuits are so light and airy. How do you do it?”

“Yup!” grinned Big Mac. “The secret is the mix. You can only get that mix locally, ain't nowhere else has it, and ain't nothin good as it anywhere. And them eggs are home grown. Just gathered ‘em up this mornin.”

“Umm. Well thank you Big Mac. That was a fantastic way to wake the day. Though… Can you get me back to the school? I was supposed to meet Sunset at the base of the portal. I can only imagine what she must be going through.” She sipped her coffee. “Mmm.”

“Sorry Ms. Twilight. Ya done missed Granny taking everyone to school with her, and the truck’s the only car we got here on the farm. Though, if you’re feeling up for a bit of adventure… we could take rocket.”

“Rocket? Sounds dangerous… what’s that?”

“Rocket’s my pa’s old motorbike. He used to race it when he was a kid. It got banged up a bit, and he put it in storage. Then, after Ma and he disappeared, no one touched it for years. Ah fixed it up when ah got older, and now ah use it to race around a bit when ah get a chance. Up for a ride and a bit of adventure?”

“Sure,” grinned Twilight. “After everything else that’s happened? What can it hurt?”





“Ahhhh!” screamed Twilight, arms wrapped around Big Mac, holding on for her dear life. “Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh! I’m going to fall off and we are going So Fasssstttttttt!”

Big Mac grinned. “Hang on Ms. Twilight. We’re almost there.” He gunned the bike through another intersection, accompanied by Twilight’s terrified screams.





Eyes screwed shut, face buried in Big Mac’s shoulder, Twilight embraced Big Mac, holding tightly with a grip she hoped might defy death itself.

“We’re here Ms. Twilight. Ya can let go now.” Big Mac chuckled. Twilight didn’t move. “No seriously. We’re stopped. We’re at the school. Really. Ya can let go.”

Twilight opened her eyes, then blushed madly. She quickly scooted off the bike and brushed off her blouse and skirt. “Uhm.. eh… uhmm… err…. Thank you! Yes, thank you Big Mac. Ummm… yes, thank you so much for the ride. On your bike. I mean, the ride on your motorbike. Yes. on that. I mean. Yes. Thank you!”

Big Mac laughed. “Yer most welcome Ms. Twilight. Have a good afternoon now.” He revved the bike's engine. Twilight flinched.

Grinning, Big Mac waved, then popped up the front wheel as he raced off through the school gates. “Sweet Celestia! How in the tartarus is that man not already dead!” gasped Twilight as she watched him speeding off.

She turned and entered through the school doors, and headed for the Principal's office.