//------------------------------// // 3.- How to be a Cloudbender 101 // Story: I am a cloudbender [Pegasus] // by Flash point //------------------------------// Hey ya~~ After all the accident of the Sonic Rainboom the news exploded reaching all the places because a Myth turned out to be real and how this increased the Harmony in all of Equastria with higher levels in Cloudsdale and surroundings. I also managed to get a bit of attention when there were a few short stories about the speedy foal that moved all over Cloudsdale, my mother cut out all the articles that covered that topic and keep them in my photo album. The news barely interest me, but there was a conspiracy section on why Rainbow Dash had the ability to make a Sonic Rainboom. They tried to explain how Harmony is what gives color to the sonic explosion, while others clung that it only had that color because of the colors of Rainbow's mane, others more crazy is that Rainbow comes from a clan and that all members of this clan are those who have achieved SR in earlier times. It was interesting to see the different ideas that filled that section of the newspapers, but the section where they discussed the Royal Plot without referring to it directly was not necessary. My studies in school progressed just as well as before I got my CM (Cutie Mark), I do not like to demean the physical interpretation of my destiny or special talent by calling it what others do, but only on a personal level, well, back to the Subject, school lost its priority when my future was assured as a Weather Pegasus in Ponyville with uncertainties beyond that, but it is not like I care, it is not something that takes up much to live comfortably in a town where I can enjoy destroying clouds, in fact they will pay me to have fun. Besides, I hate having to write with my mouth, fill myself with ink, stain the parchments more than necessary and remember that I can no longer draw, don't make me remember about video games... they are hardly known at the moment and they are not 8 bits yet. It's quite an adventure to have to cook, when I want to, I can't hold some things with my hooves, but other times I can... it's so damn confusing and everyone accepts it for what it is, just because they say it's because of... MAGIC. Just for that I will pay a few more bits, to buy my food already cut and keep it in special packaging as my mother taught me, so I will avoid unnecessary problems and I will only focus on cooking. Speaking of my mother, she has been very excited with the classes that she gives me from Friday to Sunday, from bending the clouds at my will to preparing more than 7 different ways the same flower that I don't even remember its name, but it tastes like honey. In her Cloudblending classes she is very strict, she expects me to put my 110% into learning how to handle clouds, especially since ponies can triple judge how I perform by having a recommendation that she will give me to ensure that I get what I wish. My schedule was filled with activities, whether it be school, classes with my mother, homework, training and discovering new ways to control the air and clouds, that made time fly. The days passed without difficulty or important events apart from my new abilities that I find myself exploring in my spare time, which are many. The first thing my mother taught me was how to identify the different types of clouds that exist or are sent from Cloudsdale, the cooking course that I gladly take and another climate reading course in which my mother teaches me to understand the instincts I have as a Pegasus that help me understand clouds and air currents for when dealing with Everfree weather. Time went by without warning me because at one point I was just a foal and by another I am already a teenager a path to be an independent young adult who is about to leave his nest. My mother continued to be just as beautiful since she was young when she had me, now as a teenager about to leave the nest, she made several stallions approach her with small conversations when they run into her on the street or in stores, some were easy to read with their double intentions of looking an easy life, but my mother doesn't need my protection, especially when I live in a world where roles are almost reversed in a strange way. Ponies are from a Matriarchal culture, mares have a louder voice than stallions and they are expected to provide food and a home, as long as the stallions take care of the children and have less dangerous jobs. Because of the unique Alicorn, they have the view that mares are better than stallions... whether it's true or not, it doesn't concern me until it's a nuisance in my daily life, which is not a lot for my little social life, a result of being the only Pegasus in my school. The only times that I interacted with another Pony, was with Rainbow Dash who is always competing in the Jr. Races all these years, four times I have participated and all of them took me first and second place, leaving her very frustrated the times we interact, another pony is Ditzy Doo who I also met at the same competitions. Outside of them two, I had other acquaintances being unicorns, but only friendships because of circumstances, but life in Canterlot makes you a little insensitive to that, each one looks for their own good, so in a short time I forgot of them as they also forgot about me. The biggest news in my life during that time was that when I was in the middle of a well-deserved rest, a little friend found my mane and saddlebags a good place to hide his food and take naps. A small-gray-flyings-quirrel claimed my home and my mane as its nest, it was all by chance, I was asleep in the garden of my house and when I woke up the little squirrel was already tucked into my mane enjoying a nap. Little by little it became a common occurrence until it no longer left the limits of my home, it was a friendship that I accepted for good. I ended up calling her Amperia because of how she enjoy the static my fur generates, whenever I train or fly, she has to be on my mane or else she will be angry at me the rest of the day throwing some things at me that her little hands can reach. She was just 2 years old when she got home, obviously I took her to a vet to make sure she didn't have any contagious disease or anything harmful. So my life continues with a little more happiness thanks to her company, Amperia is a great companion in my life that had started to get boring because it was limited to Canterlot. Until the day finally came, the day I was 17 years old and my application was approved for the position I applied for, not that many ponies want to have something to do with Everfree so there was no competition for the position. My job requires that I keep Everfree's erratic weather away from Ponyville while also supporting the Ponyville Weather team. Now the difficult part of this whole moving thing... was saying goodbye to my mother who wouldn't stop crying about the whole thing. "Mom~ Calm down, breathe, everything will be fine, I just have to get to town, leave my things in my new home and fulfill my duties that don't start until tomorrow" I patted my mother on the back to appease her, but that only seemed to increase her crying. Nothing she said was understandable, just simple regrets of not wanting to let me go. "Shss shss, calm down, I have to go Mom..." I forced myself to separate myself from my mother's crushing hugs to be able to get on the train that is about to leave. "Take care Mom and don't forget to send me letters when your relationship with Mr. Gale is official, I like him, he knows how to make you happy" I said with a cheeky smile as I got on the train after leaving my mother blushing and teasing for bringing that topic of conversation. "Rascal... Take care son, don't forget to send a letter every week, I know where you live! If I don't get my letters I'll go get them and it won't be a happy family reunion!" We shared a smile as I watched her get further and further away from me by the moving train. "Well, this is how another chapter in my life begins" I said determinedly to myself as I made my way to my cabin where I had already left my things in advance, which were not many, as I plan to fill my new house with new things with new regards. I trotted to my cabin where I saw a blonde-haired woman in a Postmare uniform. "What do I see! Is ... is it a wild Derpy without a Muffin!" I dramatized my voice as I walked in and made myself known. Derpy instantly turned her face in my direction with a big smile and I didn't know where to focus my eyes from her gaze... oh! I remember her being left-eyed. "Hey Flash! Long time no see and..." Derpy seemed to be overjoyed by the little jumps that she took in her seat and then remembered something and looked for something in her mail bag. "Ta dan! My Muffin!" For a moment I think I saw Derpy's eyes look in a coordinated way at the Muffin that she took out of her bag without being ruined by how tight the bag full of letters seems to be.