Today was going to be a different day, the two former humans could feel it in the air. They woke up this morning only to find Fluttershy missing from her bed, now overtaken by the small ponies. They heard shuffling downstairs, prompting them to head to the living room.
Down there, they saw Fluttershy flying around her home, packing things into a small luggage.
“Uh, what’s going on in here?” Bo asked curiously. The image of seeing her preparing to leave reminded the filly of the place she truly belonged. An urban world with much less magic. She had a lot of time left before Discord returned, so the thought of leaving seemed so far out of reach for now. It was a sad reminder indeed, one that Poh didn’t seem to think much about right now.
“No! Please ... Don’t leave us. I beg you, don’t seek out for milk like my parents!” Poh desperately shouted while she hanged and trembled on the mare’s front hooves.
Fluttershy stopped, looking a little guilty. She caressed Poh until she stopped holding onto her leg. “Oh, I-I'm sorry, It’s just that, um...” The kind mare picked up a nearby paper and showed it to the two fillies. “I almost forgot I was invited to a zoo in Manehattan featuring all sorts of exotic animals. They’re really looking forward to see me. Um, again, I’m really sorry for forgetting to tell you this. I promise I’ll let you know in advance next time if I’m ever leaving. For now, you’ll be spending the day at Sweet Apple Acre with Granny Smith.”
The pegasus flew over to the kitchen, inviting the two little ponies in. “I’ve also made you pancakes as promised. After you’re done eating, I’ll take you to Sweet Apple Acre.”
“Do we have Nutella for this? Pancakes are much better with chocolate.” Bo Peep grunted, flapping her wings unsuccessfully. She lamented her current inability to fly. At least, she can float with them but that’s not much. The last thing she wanted was to be a disabled pegasus, sort of like Scootaloo. The simple thought of the young pegasus made her remember that since they were fillies; they’d most likely be approached by the CMC’s soon enough.
“Um, let me see.” Fluttershy checked the drawers in search of that fabled “Nutella”. Sadly, she came up short. Plus, she had no idea what that even was though it sounded familiar. “I-I’m sorry, but I don’t have Nutella. What I do have is Ponytella.”
“You gotta be fucking kidding me.” Bo facehoofed. “Yeah, I’ll have some Ponytella on my pancakes.” the filly affirmed, cringing internally at the mere pronunciation of this word. "How about you, Eu-Poh.”
Poh smirked, taking a deep breath before relaying her order. “Of course, of course. I’ll take 5, with cherries, maple syrup on top, whipped cream, pe-pe-pea...nut butter and jelly pwease.”
Fluttershy blinked, staring blankly at the filly. “O-Okay... so, you want to have maple syrup on your pancakes?”
“Ye.”
After their quick breakfast, Bo and Poh had to pack up what little stuff they had before moving to Sweet Apple Acre. On their way, Fluttershy stopped by the orchard to see close friend, one that the two fillies already knew much to her ignorance.
“Hum, Sh-shlutt-erfly, what are we doing here? I mean, there is only dirt and shit, like literally.”
“The only dirt I see here is inside your head.” Bo hissed. At this point, his friend had to be saying all this crap voluntarily. There’s no way he’s that stupid when he’s spent this entire time simping for her, right? So why was he acting like an asshole?
Eugene tried to hide his hurt feeling on his face as he was quietly and slowly crying in pure agony. He then silently sang How could this happen to me? I’ve made my mistake. Got nowhere to run-
“Now, now. I am only going to talk to a friend. You’ll be staying over there in that house.” Fluttershy pointed to the house near the barn. She fluttered to an earth pony currently busing bucking the apple trees.
There she was, the great workhorse of Sweet Apple Acre, Applejack herself in the flesh. Bo Peep had an adorable smile on her face, one that was comparable to a child meeting their hero for the first time. “Oh my god, it’s Christmas!”
“Howdy, Fluttershy.” Applejack greeted once she noticed the approaching mare.
“Hi, Applejack. I, um don’t know if you’re aware of it, but um, I’m currently fostering two young fillies and, uh, I unfortunately have to go away on a trip.” Fluttershy explained awkwardly.
The earth pony blinked. “Hold on, yer fosterin’ two fillies?”
Fluttershy smiled awkwardly, blushing. “Um, yes but I don’t really have much time to explain. The train’s coming in a few minutes. I just need you to foalsit them for the day, Oh and they’ve already eaten their breakfast.”
Applejack nodded. “If it’s for one day, that’s fine by me. Granny Smith can take care of ‘em while Ah work on ta farm.”
Bo seized her chance and approached the workhorse, reaching out with her hoof. “Hi, Applejack. I-I, uh, I’m happy... to see, you, uh.” At that very moment, she realised she had no idea what she even wanted to say. A predicament made even worse by the fact that this was her favorite pony too. Her cheeks turned a little red as she awkwardly backed away.
To her relief, the awkward introduction didn’t make Applejack cringe. Instead, the earth pony shook the filly’s hoof, not caring about her fumbled greeting. “Well, it’s nice meetin’ ya too, girl. Ya know, Ah have a little sister who’s around yer age. Maybe ya could spend ta day with ‘er? Ah’m sure she’d like to have some extra company.”
Bo regained her composure quickly. “Uh, yeah sure. We could use some company too. Some lethal company.”
“I think you first date with Applejack is going well.” Eugene told to his friend while putting a hoof on his friend shoulder.
“Well... Let’s state the obvious, our chances to hook up with them are close to zero. It’s worth a shot, though...” Jon responded, taking his friend’s hoof away.
“Indeed, we have to be the cutest, most submissive and breedable fillies on this fu-c... city.” Eugene continued.
Jon responded with a sly smile. “Yeah, let’s go practice medicine... and sex. With grown ponies, right? We are thinking of fucking adults.” And just in case things don’t go as planned, they always have each other as a substitute, but they hope they won’t be that desperate.
After the presentations were over, Fluttershy left for Manehattan. Now, Bo and Poh were left in Sweet Apple Acre for the day with Applejack. The nice earth pony paused her apple bucking to guide them to the house, where they would meet her little sister; Apple Bloom.
The yellow filly immediately recognised the two strange foals from yesterday, puzzled as to why they were here in her family’s house. “Uh, sis? What are they doin’ ‘ere?”
“These two are gonna be ‘ere for ta day! Fluttershy’s leavin’ for Manehattan, so Ah hope ya can get along with ‘em.” Applejack explained. She quickly left afterward, returning to her duties on the farm much to Jon’s dismay. Eugene got to spend so much time with Fluttershy and he barely gets any with Aj. How unfair.
Apple Bloom locked eyes with the two newcomers.
“Howdy girls, Ah think we’ve met before yesterday at the school, right?” She greeted, smiling brightly.
“Yeah, yeah the Diamond Bitchara slave, we know the big deal, save your saliva for better use.” Poh answered, only later realising that his sentence was cursed, slowly blushing.
Apple Bloom’s eye twitched. “Yup, suuuureee...”
“See? Worthless, again!”
Bo sighed. “Don’t mind her, she’s genuinely retarded.”
“Um actually, I did an autistic test and I failed it, but let’s see YOUR retarded face when I’ll succeed it. You’ll save those meany words and that saliva far up your ass.” Eugene responded, slightly offended although those insult clearly didn’t get to his ponyfied friend.
“I don’t believe I’m the one with the head so far up the ass.” Jon responded with a smirk.
Apple Bloom rolled her eyes. She didn’t really want to spend the whole day with them, but that was out of her control. Plus, they were blank flanks so it wouldn’t hurt to try to expand the Cutie Mark Crusaders. “Anyway, wanna check out our cool secret clubhouse?”
Bo Peep smiled, leaning over to her friend. “Bring a giant cross, dude. We’re gonna crucify someone.” Turning back to Apple Bloom. “Okay, we’ll join your cult.”
The yellow filly blinked. “It’s a secret society.”
“Same thing, obviously.”
Poh cocked her head back, staring intensely at the earth pony. “Hm-hm yeah, don’t take us for fools, you fool."
Apple Bloom groaned, already regretting her decision. These two were going to become the bane of her existence, that’s for sure.
Bo’s wings flopped to the sides helplessly. The pegasus filly tried to move them, one wing at a time. It was strange and unintuitive to control them, but she eventually got the hang of it, just enough to raise one and flip it over. Each individual strand could be bent like a finger and that gave her an idea. Using her newly acquired ability, she gave Apple Bloom the bird, smirking.
The young earth pony stared curiously at the wing. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means love and prosperity.” Bo clarified, transforming her smirk into an innocent smile. “I can’t wait to see your cool clubhouse!”
“Yeah, I can’t wait to see what all the delicious sharpie flavor you got in there! I just feel the urge to smell all of them.” Poh said with a trembling, excited and low voice.
Apple Bloom’s mouth opened, but all that came out of it was a confused grunt.
Bo Peep chuckled. “She eats glue. Keep her away from your schoolbag.”
“Tell me you have the strawberry one!” Poh screamed as he grabbed Apple Bloom’s shoulder.
The strong earth pony shook the filly off. “They’re not for smellin’ or eatin’, ya got that?”
“... But do you have at least the marshmallow one?”
Apple Bloom sighed, taking the lead towards the CMC’s clubhouse. “Noooo...”
“So, what is the point of that cult ... um sorry “secret society” of yours if there is nothing to eat?” Poh complained, much to the filly’s annoyance. With each passing second, she genuinely considered abandoning this idea and them by proxy. Bo, maybe but Poh? No...
“Ta goal is to get our cutie mark. Considerin’ yer love for sharpies, Ah’m guessin’ ya’ll get yer cutie mark soon...” Apple Bloom snarked. “Oh, an’ good luck hidin’ it from Diamond.”
Bo Peep giggled. “Oh yeah, I can see that happening. You’ll be spending the rest of your life sucking on sharpies instead of sucking on the good stuff. Your loss.” She continued to giggle, sounding more and more like an old granny.
“Maybe the sharpie is an indicator that I'm good at sucking thing? I’m only doing what I like after all.”
“You will not suck on mah sharpies.” Apple Bloom stated, slow and steady to get the message across. “If ya do, Ah’ll kick ya out of mah, Ah mean our clubhouse.”
Poh’s face darkened. “Oh, believe me, at midnight when you will be sleeping, you will hear some weird noise coming from your closet. And instead of Sweetie Belle watching you sleeping and admiring your precious little princess face, that will be me, and I will be sucking all these fucki... Im sorry these god damn sharpies one by one, taking my time, until there will be none. Do you hear me? This is a sucking warning dawg!”
But before her threat could hold any weight, Bo tripped Poh and she faceplanted. “Yeah, no. She’s all bark and no bite. I don’t think this is anything to worry about. No reason to be up at night about it.”
“I’m goin’ ta strangle you with me bare hands!”
Apple Bloom cringed. “Ah’m startin’ to think ya might be ta only pony welcome in our clubhouse. No offense to yer friend but she’s startin’ to freak me out.”
Bo looked at her friend and thought back to her threat wondering how that squeaky filly voice could even be taken seriously. “I don’t mind a solo career.” As the yellow earth pony resumed course, the pegasus’ eyes accidentally rested on her flank, slowly hypnotised by it. D'oh, quelle cul!
Moving along, the trio finally arrived at the secret clubhouse near Sweet Apple Acre. A nice and calm place where they would be sure to not be bothered by anypony. A good open field with few trees around, providing a nice zone to spot any incoming danger. Truly a great spot for a secret hideout.
Apple Bloom took the two fillies inside, thinking about perhaps getting them to join the Crusaders and help them earn their cutie marks.
Since Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo weren’t here yet, it was up to her and only her to initiate these newcomers to the ways of their secret society. Well, the one that will listen to her that is.
The clubhouse was littered with crayons and papers, one detailing a makeshift map of Ponyville. In the back lied three podiums, one for each of the founding members of this club. There were also various items, some unused and others broken beyond repair showcasing the history of the CMC’s many activities. All of them were unsuccessful.
Bo and Poh sat on the two desks meant for them. Leftovers from a previous operation most likely.
“Well, now that we’re ‘ere, Ah’ll tell ya real quick ‘bout ta Cutie Mark Crusaders.” What proceeded was a somewhat long info dump that the two friends already knew from watching the first season of the show. As such, Poh got unfortunately distracted.
She was indeed sleeping with her face on the table. Her saliva was slowly drooling from her mouth as she didn’t listen one thing. She was so unconscious that she didn’t realise that a pen got deeply into her left nose.
Bo got a little daring and since she had nothing better to do, she had a bit of fun with her lady parts unbeknownst to the yellow filly.
“Hey, are you two even listenin’?!” Apple Bloom shouted disappointedly.
“Hum yes of course we were!” Poh exclaimed, dazed and confused as the pen fell out of her nose and onto the table. “Napoléon Bonaparte was a French conqueror, and his reign started the 18 of May 1804 and finished at his death the 22 June of 1815.”
“Who ta hay is Napoléon?! Ya didn’t even listen! Urgh!” Apple Bloom slammed her face on the desk in defeat. “How can ya two be Crusaders if ya don’t even know our history?”
Bo Peep slammed her pencil down, looking at what she had written on the paper. The full history of the CMC’s from memory. It looked... rather bad considering she’s not used to writing with a hoof instead of a hand. God forbid she tried to use her mouth. “Yeah, while my friend was snoozing, I took some notes. I have no idea if they’re even readable so...”
Apple Bloom mustered a tired smile, raising her head as her body was pumped back with energy. “Great! At least one of ya cared ‘nough.”
“Awesome dude! Can you copy your notes for me? I don’t understand shit.” Poh awkwardly requested.
Jon immediately covered his notes. “Ta gueule Louïk. Tout ce que tu fais est nul. Ugh, shouldn’t you already know? Remember in season 1 that one episode... with Diamond Tiara in it.”
“Spoiler! Um no, we are already past that... Great job at destroying the 4th wall tho.” Eugene said as he tried to peek at his friend’s note.
Thankfully, Apple Bloom came and moved the initiation along to the next stage. “Well since ya supposedly know our history, now all that’s left is to get yer cape! We made some in case we got somepony interested in joinin’ us.” The filly presented two capes stitched by them as judged by their rough but charming looks.
Bo blinked, gazing blankly at the capes. In truth, she was rather excited to get one herself. It was like holding a mythical artefact, made even better by the fact that its otherworldly. Once Discord returned in season 3, she’d ask to keep the cape once they get back on Earth. “Oh, ok. That’s it? No other step we need to take?”
“Dude, I fucking look like Napoléon with that shit on. Bow down you peasant and obey me!” Poh requested with an authoritarian and powerful voice as he proudly standing on his chair, mid-posing and mimicking a sword with his left hoof.
Apple Bloom rolled her eyes. “There ain’t no hierarchy in the CMC’s.”
Bo Peep smirked. “Sorry, dude. No power fantasies for you.”
“Ma patrie, mon pays, mes conquêtes, tous anéanties ! My reign is over!” Poh exclaimed as she slowly gets down on her chair, a little bit salty to be honest as his roleplay got cut right at the beginning.
Apple Bloom, however, had a bright idea. “That’s a great idea, actually! We could get our cutie marks in, uh...”
“Roleplaying? LARPing?” Bo proposed.
“Yup! In exactly that!”
Poh began to feel mad with power. The blood of Napoleon coursed through his veins, begging him to conquer and expand. “All of my powers are back! The world is now at my feet! Let’s invade Poland first. Are you ready comrade?”
“Slow down there, we’re not ready for the showers yet.” Bo warned sarcastically.
Apple Bloom trotted outside, turning around to instruct the two fillies to wait while she fetched her friends for the next CMC operation. Meanwhile, Poh had another operation in mind. Operation TITS. Tactical invasion of Twilight Sparkle.
“So, um... If I am Napoléon Bonaparte, are you going to be Jeanne d’Arc? Alias, “the pucelle”, y’a know, just for the lore.” Poh asked, as she poke her friend on the elbow.
Bo Peep sighed. “Whatever, I’m going to head out. I don’t really feel like LARPing as French conquerors with young schoolgirls.”
“Shut up pucelle, I'm going to burn you in the fire as a witch like the other!” Poh continued on with her roleplaying much to the dismay of her friend.
Unimpressed, Bo Peep left the clubhouse but not before giving the bird to her longtime friend using her wings. Oh, that felt so good after holding it all in.
Mimicking another voice, Poh asked “Sir, what can we do?”
“Well, there is nothing we can do ...” She answered, depressed.
On this sunny day, morale was getting rather low for the two fillies, especially for the more excited one of the two. They were heading seemingly nowhere in this world of pastel ponies and magic, simply searching for a place that wasn’t the CMC’s clubhouse. It felt like they were going against Fluttershy’s wishes to be out of Sweet Apple Acre, not that they mind of course, they were adults; they can handle themselves just fine.
“Mission TITS in operation. Bo Peep, do you have the target in visual?” Eugene formally requested as he would stick to the walls in his proximity and look at every direction.
The ponified Jon blinked. “The fuck’s mission TITS? You didn’t tell me what we’re supposed to do.”
“You fool, it is a contraction for Tactical Invasion of Twilight Sparkle! What do you think we are doing Sherlock? Baking some croissants? We will infiltrate the home of that bookseller and reduce her to slavery!” Eugene excitedly answered as he already felt how that pony is going to improve everyone life, but mostly his.
Jon’s eyes lit up. “Oh, wow! Sounds like a great plan! Tell me, how are we going to reduce a pony that is stronger than us and amazing at magic to slavery?” he said, letting some sarcasm slip through his voice.
“With surprise and a touch of baseball bat in top of that, obviously. I mean, duh.”
The transformed human rolled his eyes. “Well alright then, find us a baseball bat and try to get the drop on her. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention we’re like half Twilight’s size? Are you trying to get us killed?”
“Ok new idea, I make a diversion and you jump on her neck to pierce her eyes out. Then, we will both go on her neck to choke her out.” Eugene proposed, drawing his plan on the dirt.
Unimpressed, Jon wiped the plan away with one swipe. “ASSUMING, we’re not launched to the fucking stratosphere. You do realise she has telekinesis?”
“Have you already forgot about the element of surprise?”
“Hello two fillies, what are you talking about? Are you planning a surprise for me?”
The jovial and curious voice of their intended target sent them in state of paralysis. Jon yelped as all his muscles froze. In the end, the one who truly had the element of surprise was none other than Twilight Sparkle, interrupting the fillies’ planning session. “Now that I think about it, I never saw you two before. Are you from Ponyville?”
Bo Peep shook the sweat off her forehead, praying for her friend to not do something stupid for once. “No, we’re from Manehattan, I guess.”
“Ah, ‘man’ehattan, got it, that’s a good one.” Poh commented, smiling dumbly much to Twilight and Bo’s confusion.
“That’s an actual city from the show, dumbass.” Bo whispered into her ear.
“Oh, well in that case, welcome to Ponyville! I hope you’ll like it here.” Twilight exclaimed in a welcoming tone. “If you’re ever looking for books, head on to the Golden Oak! It’s the building right behind me.” The lavender unicorn pointed to the tree shaped library that doubled as a home for her.
Bo Peep gazed in admiration, feeling the urge to go inside grow stronger with each passing second. She always wanted to visit the Golden Oak ever since she first saw the show. To come inside would be a dream come true for the former human. On top of that, Twilight Sparkle had to be her second favorite pony. Twilight and the Golden Oak before her. A match made in heaven!
“Sure! We were just about to go in. I love to read.” Bo said, smiling innocently.
“Nerd.”
Twilight’s face brightened up. “You do?! Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve seen a filly interested in reading! I was about to leave to run some errands, but I’ll postpone it to help you find what you want.”
“Alrighty then!” Bo accepted, excitedly following the unicorn to the library. She couldn’t wait to finally visit the one location she wanted to see most in this entire world. A cozy and warm library that should be filled with all sorts of interesting books. Whether it’d be Daring Do adventures to information about Equestria and magic, she’ll take a gander. She’ll learn all about the lore! Mathew Pathew style.
Poh sighed, forced to give up her Machiavellian plan, as she slowly lay down on the ground, with and depressed and sad emotion on her face. "I guess I’m going to stay here and wait, as no one want to roleplay the French Independence with me.”
Now left alone without her best friend, Poh sat down under a tree, watching the library without a purpose. How could this happen to me? I’ve made my mistakes, got nowhere to run...
“Hey!”
Suddenly, a familiar filly voice took her out of her depressive episode. It was Apple Bloom, returning as promised with her two friends, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. The only problem was that they were expected at the clubhouse and certainly not out here in the middle of town. Rightfully angry, the crusaders approached the lone earth pony demanding answers.
“Ah thought Ah told ya to wait at ta clubhouse!” Apple Bloom exclaimed.
“It doesn’t matter anymore; thy French monarchy doesn’t interest anypony. I am not worth no one’s time anyway.” Poh answered while slowly kicking the ground with her front hoof.
Scootaloo cringed. “Are you sure we should really...”
“Ah’m... not so sure anymore. Ah mean, they don’t seem opposed to bein’ Crusaders. They’re just, uh, special Ah guess.” Apple Bloom answered honestly, feeling torn between leaving them be or continuing the CMC initiation.
Sweetie Belle stared at the depressed earth pony poking the ground, unsure herself. “Well, they do seem special. We should give them a try... wherever the other one is.”
Apple Bloom suddenly realised that Bo Peep was in fact missing and she was probably not in the clubhouse. “Hey Poh, do ya know where yer friend went? We kind need ya both to finish yer Cutie Mark Crusaders initiation.”
Poh pushed pebbles around, not even raising her eyes to meet theirs. “Yeah, she is somewhere in the library with that “more intellectual than me” pony. Don’t mind me, I'm actually counting the gravel on the ground. Don’t dare walk around me, I'm now at 87.”
Scootaloo rolled her eyes. “C’mon, is there any filly around here who’s interested in the actual cool stuff?”
“Books can be interesting.” Sweetie Belle argued, although it fell on deaf ear for her two other friends had more important priorities.
“Well, that just won’t do! Ah told ya two to wait fo’ us and ya didn’t listen! Ah was only gone for five minutes.” Apple Bloom exclaimed in frustration. “We won’t leave ‘till yer friend comes back.”
“Hey BO! This ugly filly and this handicapped one just told me I’m not cool enough.” Poh shouted with all her lungs.
Before the crusaders could process the uncalled-for insult thrown their way, the windows of the Golden Oak opened, revealing a small green filly poking her head out confused. “Really? I’d say they’re half right.”
Poh kept on pushing pebbles around, amassing a real army. “Well, I guess I'm going to fuck somewhere else. Ah! One hundred. I have more than you do, lOoOoser.”
Much to her dismay, Bo wasn’t impressed with her newly acquired army. “Winners don’t LARP, they read books, make friends, get big ass castles, take villains down, take the crown and thrive!”
“Ok, try winning with a book against me with a baseball bat. Not so smart after all eh?”
Bo Peep tilted her head, smirking. “How are you going to hit me with a baseball bat? You don’t even have fingers. I have wings and I can fly! You’ll never be able to hit me! Once I can use them...”
“I swear, when we will go back home to our place, I’m going to choke the fuck out of you and make you submissive and breedable. Do I make you remember that you can’t masturbate without these fucking fingers, loOoOser.”
Bo laughed. “Have you already forgotten? I can masturbate without my hands!”
“Yeah, and you tried a toilet brush you disgusting decrepit weirdo.”
“What? Since when did I do that? I’ll admit I did get off to Diamond but I used no brush to do it. I used the power of my mind and my secret technique to pull it off.” Bo Peep waved her hooves around to accentuate her mystical power. “The pony who’s actually the disgusting decrepit weirdo... is you!”
“Ok professor Xavier, can you use thy power to shut the fuck up and avoid this shitty conversation we are having? Or perhaps you have dicks in your mouth and can’t stop saying shit?”
Twilight popped behind the green pegasus, glaring at the filly and her friend. “What is going on here?”
Bo flinched, quickly putting on an innocent look. “Um, n-nothing! We’re just playing!”
Poh mimicked a slit cut under her throat as a dead sign to her friend, before expressing an innocent face in front of Twilight. “Yeah, we are just ... playing.” She answered, depressed and anger hiding in her voice.
The lavender sighed. “Girls, those are no words for fillies. How do you even know about ‘masturbation’?” A good point indeed, one that made Bo Peep blush and avoid her gaze.
“Hum, Trixie?” Poh lied in an unconvincing way.
Twilight narrowed her eyes, clearly seeing through the filly. “I think you need to learn some proper discipline. Whoever raised you clearly didn’t watch over you enough. Somepony’s are simply a bad influence and it’s up to the parents to show you the right way to act in public.”
Having her feeling deeply hurt, she couldn’t even find a counter argument. Poh was desperately looking at Twilight Sparkle, with pure panic in her eyes. “Hum ... eh, I don’t ... Huh.”
Nervous, Bo Peep chose to leave the Golden Oak, leaving a “sorry” for Twilight as she did. All the while, the Cutie Mark Crusaders watched on in absolute shock.
“So... we’re still enlisting them?” Scootaloo asked.
Apple Bloom blinked, eyeballing the green pegasus. “Ah mean... m-maybe? Bo seems a little more favorable though.” Clearing her thoughts, she ultimately chose to go along with her original plan. Maybe these two fillies weren’t as bad as they initially seem? A good old case of there being more than meets the eye.
The rest of the day was a blur. They returned to the clubhouse to complete their initiation, finally receiving their own capes, the mark of their new vow to the CMC’s. Afterward, Bo Peep returned to Sweet Apple Acre with Apple Bloom for the rest of the day whilst Poh mysteriously disappeared, probably to mope in a random corner of Ponyville.
Once the sun set, Fluttershy returned to pick her fillies up only to find Bo alone at the farm. When questioned about her friend, the pegasus simply shrugged. “Who knows? She’s probably amassing another army of pebbles to overthrow me.” she mused.
“Oh dear, we should find her before it gets too dark. I don’t want to leave him alone at night, it’s so cold out there.” Fluttershy softly suggested, slowly taking off. She stopped to see if the small pegasus would follow her. Instead of flapping alongside her, the filly sprouted out her wings and simply stared there, puzzled.
“Wait! How do I fly again?” Bo asked, flapping her wings in a disorganised manner.
“Oh? You don’t know how to fly?” Fluttershy returned to the ground, surprised to have found another filly that couldn’t fly. As far as she knew, Scootaloo was the only one having this problem because of her small wings, but Bo Peep didn’t have this problem evidently. Her wings were normal sized, good enough to take off so... where’s the problem?
“I never learned to fly, that’s the truth. You don’t suppose I’m... disabled?!”
Fluttershy’s eyes widened. “Oh no no no! You don’t seem to have any problem, um, f-from what I can see. I’m sure you’ll be able to learn in no time since you’re older but, um... I’m not really good at teaching other ponies so...”
“Nah, it’s fine by me. Just show me how and I’ll follow along. You’ll see, I’m a fast learner.” Bo Peep answered, puffing her chest with pride.
“Alright then, follow my lead.” Graciously leaping in the air, Fluttershy calmly flapped her wings, maintaining an upright posture. “Let’s start by flying in place. It should be the best place to start, I think.”
Bo Peep stared at her wings, deep in her thought. After a bit of thinking, she nodded, ready to start her first ever flight. Finally, one of her biggest dreams was coming true, the dream to fly and reach for the clouds. Even better since she knew she could touch them and even walk on them. With one decisive motion, she jumped and flapped her wings. However, the problems immediately arose.
As a former grounded specie, the mere act of flying was alien to her. She tipped over and fell. Determined to make it work, she tried again and again until her sixth try where she finally managed to fly in place. “Wooohoo! I did it! I’m flying!” she exclaimed in a foalish fit of joy.
Fluttershy smiled, such a gentle expression. “That’s great! Now try to come over to me. You’ll see, flying is like learning how to trot. It becomes natural after a few tries. To move while flying you need to orient your body in the direction you want to go, so just lean over to me and it will work.”
“O-Ok.” Bo was nervous. Trying out new things is terrifying but oh so fun. She already was embarrassed to have tripped and fall many times before the gentle pegasus and hoped she wouldn’t bust her muzzle on a rock or something. Her fearful thoughts were powerful, but not fast enough to destroy her confidence for she already pivoted, finding herself moving surprisingly fast towards the mare. “Woah!”
The filly flew straight into Fluttershy’s torso, caught in her warm embrace. “That was very good! Certainly fast too... Now, let’s return home at a steady pace. It will only get easier from here.”
As the sky darkened, the two ponies, were meticulously preparing the supper, with the conscience of this filly mysteriously gone without a trace. Then, a sudden knock on the door drew attention of the two to the origin of the sound.
“Who is it?” Fluttershy asked softly, flying over to her front door.
In front of the door was standing the shadowy figure of Poh, with shame and sadness in her face.
“Hello ma, um mom ... Sorry by my absence, I was so captivated by the depth of Twilight Sparkle’s library. I didn’t see the time fly. Are you ok if I go back tomorrow? I have a bunch of books I really want to read! I, of course asked Twilight agreement before asking to you. Can I? Pwease?”
Bo’s eyes were wide open. “Woah... What the hell happened to her?” she muttered, feeling rather suspicious of this sudden change in behavior.
Fluttershy, on the other hoof, was thrilled to see her back, mostly relieved. “That’s okay. But for now, I’d like if you helped me with dinner like your nice friend over here.” She pointed to the green pegasus who proudly opened her wings, showing them off to Poh.
“Indubitably that I will, mom.”
Bo Peep scoffed. “Smart ass...”
“My unmatched perspicacity coupled with sheer indefatigability makes me a feared opponent in any realm of pony endeavor. So, watch yar tone. LoOoser.” Poh joyfully shouted.
“Uh...” Fluttershy stood there for a few seconds, bewildered by the new vocabulary of the otherwise potty mouthed filly. “W-Well, that’s good but, um, could you please help us prepare tonight’s dinner?”
Bo Peep chuckled. “Tourner dans le vide.”