//------------------------------// // Dreaming // Story: Another Love Story // by Wing Star //------------------------------// Summary: Thunderlane was raised in Ponyville, but, he wants to go above and beyond. By joining the Wonderbolts. But, how will he react when he meets the Stallion of his dreams? For the second time. Dreaming “Alright. You think you’re ready for this?” a voice echoed from a far distance “Oh. I know I’m ready.” A cocky smirk grew on the young colts face. “That’s the spirit! On your marks, get set, 3,” The young colt extended his wings, “2…” His stiff body sloped into flying position, “1…”, His wings began to flutter rapidly, with his front hooves still planted on the cloud. “GO!” He took off. His wings majestically gladded through the air, slicing it as if his wings were like knives cutting wood. His front hooves in front of his body, his eye lids quivering, his heart pounding. Yes. Thunderlane loved racing. The wind blowing through his mane, the rush of adrenaline when you’re racing. Soon quickly ended, as the young colt crossed the finish line. Hearing a faint ‘click’ from a stop watch. “Fifteen seconds,” The pale blue Pegasus said to the dark gray Pegasus, monotone. Thunderlane quickly looked back at his friend with disappointment in his eyes. “At least you beat your last record, right?” As the pale blue Pegasus casually trotted towards Thunderlane, giving him a light punch on the shoulder, in an attempt to comfort him. “But, I’m still not fast enough to make the team…” The gray colt said coldly, looking down and kicked a few clouds in the air. “Hey, dude. Don’t be so hard on yourself-” “Easy for you to say!” he interrupted. “You already know the coach. And, you’re like… The fastest flyer on the junior speedsters!” Thunderlane stomped his hooves on the cloud to show his frustration. “I’ll never be on the team at this rate… Much less on getting my cutie mark.” The two turned to look at his blank flank. A long silence pause occurred between the two young colts. As Thunderlane can see Celestia’s Sun was about to set, and Luna’s Moon making its approach. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Soarin’ was perfectly aware of his friend’s situation, and just like most friends, he was eager to help. But, did not know how to. “Look dude. I know how it feels not to have your cutie mark, so don’t beat yourself up over it, okay? You’ll get it soon. I just know it.” With that, Soarin’ rested his wing on Thunderlane’s back side, in attempt to comfort him. “Soar?” “Yes?” Both were now looking into each other’s eyes. “You know you’re my best friend in all of Equestria, right?” Thunderlane said with a hopeful look on his face. “Yeah Thunder, I know. You’re mine too.” The two colts then stared at the sun set for a while, viewing the perfect scenery. Another day of training with Soarin’ was just as memorable as always. It was oh-so long ago, a distant memory now. The dark gray stallion had a woken from yet another one of his colt-hood memories. Remembering all the things that he and Soarin’ did together as colts. He cherished every moment they had together. A deep sigh was uttered by the stallion, leaning on his bed, he glanced over to the side of him and views a photo of he and Soarin’ when they were colts, next to two older looking Pegasus ponies that had a light blue and yellow costume on. Smiling. The photo was in a very alluring fame, with that he turns the frame on its back, and state’s, “Never give up.” The hoof writing was very neat and had two separate signatures near the bottom. Thunderlane could not understand when these memories turned into dreams, of his colt-hood have started, but deep down, he knew that there had to be a reason for it. Maybe it was a sign. Maybe it wasn’t. Thuderlane was a gentle colt, a nice one at that. However, he did get sick an excessive amount of times with the feather flu, as a colt though, he was very fragile. Thinking about it now, Thunderlane did not go to flight academy as much, compared to a normal filly and colt, on the count of his excused absences. Thus, he never fully experienced social interaction with other fillies and colts. His only focus and passion was flying. Flying was the only thing that Thunderlane really enjoyed as a colt. Thunderlane was such in deep thought, he did not notice his younger brother walking into his room, and attempting to grasp his attention. “Thunderlane?” “Huh?” Thunderlane was surprised to be broken out of his reverie. “It’s time to have some breakfast!” Rumble quickly bounced on his older brother’s bed, with a wide grin on his face. Barely using his wings as he continued to jump. “Alright, alright. I’m up, I’m up.” Thunderlane spoke calmly. The energetic young colt continued bouncing on the bed, as if he had some news to tell his older brother. Rumble’s eyes were beaming at his brother, his smile did not fade. “Thunderlane! Today’s the day we go see the Wonderbolts! I’m so excited!” “I know Rumble, I know,” Thunderlane said happily. Then turned his attention at the clock in his bedroom, and gave it a slight glance. “Rumble! The show doesn’t start for another eight hours!” Quickly, Thunderlane leaned forward and gave Rumble a noogie, slightly messing up his mane. The two laughed as they played and wrestled for a while. Eventually, Rumble was out of Thunderlane’s grip, and smiled. “I can’t wait to see the Wonderbolts today, can’t you? Rumble looked up at his brother, as if he were a concerned parent. “I can’t wait either Rumble. It’s going to be amazing.” As Thunderlane got off his bad, edging towards the door. “Come on Rumble! Let’s go eat some breakfast!”, “Okay big brother!” As the two were exiting the room, Rumble dashed off leaving Thunerlane alone. Thunderlane turned and looked back at the photo. ‘Oh Soarin’… I’m so sorry…’ Thunderlane thought to himself. The stallion exited the room…