//------------------------------// // A Camping We Will Go // Story: Fearless // by TrustTheTARDIS //------------------------------// Rainbow sat down with Twilight. She laid the picture and the bandage out on the table. She took another sip of orange juice before starting. “Promise you won’t tell anyone without my permission?” “Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my-aah!” When performing the pinkie promise, Twilight always forgot to close her eye, thus poking herself time after time. “Here goes nothing…It started the day my class and I graduated from flight school. I was flying home with Spectra. Dad had died about a few weeks before…” ~ “I’m so happy for you, squirt! Now you don’t have any excuse to ride on my back on trips.” The white pegasus chuckled as her little sister groaned. They landed at the door of their cloud house and Spectra searched through the mail. “Bill, junk, fan-letter, junk, junk, junk- boy there’s a lot of junk today!” “Spectra? Is there any letter from Aunt Miranda?” “Let me see… Yup! You wanna open it?” “Yes! Yes!” Rainbow tore the envelope open. “Dear Spectra and Rainbow Dash- Why’s your name always first?!” “Oh, just keep reading.” “We are sorry to hear of the passing of your father. It breaks our hearts to hear the news. Spectra, take good care of your little sister. Without family, nopony is the same. Rainbow, be a good filly or no presents when you come to visit next week.-Pfhh, like I’m ever a bad filly. Why are you giggling so much?” “I’m sorry, I can’t help it. Do you want me to read the rest?” Rainbow nodded and handed the letter to her sister. The letter went much quicker with Spectra reading it. “Please remember to bring your sleeping bags, camping supplies, and anything else you might need with you. See you then, Aunt Miranda.” * The night before the trip came. Rainbow was lying in bed and Spectra lay at the foot of her bed reading a bedtime story. When it finished Spectra turned off the light. Almost as she reached the door she stopped. “Spectra, can you sing me Mamma’s lullaby? Please?” She made the biggest puppy eyes she could muster. “Oh-the face, the eyes- Alright, alright! Stop or you’ll kill me with cuteness.” Rainbow stopped immediately and looked as if she were about to cry. “I was kidding, squirt. You’d never kill me for real. I might have a heart attack but- dang it. Sorry, of course I’ll sing Mamma’s lullaby. Sweet Dreams my darling, the day is done. The moon is here to say goodnight to the sun. Gather your blankets and climb into bed. Close your eyes and lay down your head. Rest for now with peaceful dreams, Of twinkling stars and shining moon beams. Sweet dreams my darling, sweet dreams my love, Sweet dreams my precious gift from above.” * Morning came and Rainbow woke up. She rushed over to her mirror, hovered, and brushed her hair. She sped out of the room and into Spectra’s room and started dive-bombing her sister. “Spectra! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!!!!!!!!!!” “Owww, ok. I’m up! Hold your fire! Ugh, is that my wake up call for every time we go on a trip?” “Maybe-Can you make pancakes? PPLLEEAASSEE?” “Dashie, we’re going to be flying all day. I don’t want you to throw up because you had too much sugar. You only want to do that once. Tell you what, I’ll make eggs and corn flake cereal. Sound good?” “Okay…fine.” They ate their breakfast quickly and gathered their things. Spectra fastened them on a cloud, tied a rope to it, then tied the other end around her waist. The trip did take all day and Rainbow had to ride on the luggage cloud for a while. It was late afternoon when they arrived at the campsite. It was on a hill, just a mile out from a small town called Ponyville. Aunt Miranda greeted them. She was an older mare and was like a mother to them. She wasn’t really their aunt, just a good friend of their late mother. Miranda had light pink hair that swooped up at the end. Her coat was yellow. She had a daughter who was a pegasus. Miranda herself was an earth pony but her husband, Clarence, was a pegasus. Rainbow Dash was best friends with the filly. As soon as she saw her she flew over. “Fluttershy! How long did it take you to get here?” “Oh, no too long. It was quite pleasant really.” Fluttershy was a sweet, delicate pony who didn’t like flying as much as some thought she could. Even though very different, they got along very well. After the fillies had gone off to play Spectra settled down for a rest after a long day of flying. Clarence joined them shortly. “How long did it take you to get here?” “Well we started at seven thirty and made bathroom breaks but we flew for most of the day.-Stop with that guilty look Uncle Clarence. It’s not like I’ve never flown this far before.” “Sorry. Miranda, I told you we should have sent them train tickets.” Miranda looked at him sternly. “I’ve already told you, just because the uprising has ended doesn’t mean that everypony is at peace. There are still skirmishes all over.” They talked for a while before the fillies started getting hungry. They sat around the fire roasting marshmallows after dinner. They told stories and Clarence gave both Spectra and Rainbow Dash wing rubs. The sung camping songs late into the night. They sang Rainbow’s favorite: Home on the Range. “O give me a home Where the buffalo roam, Where the deer and the antelope play, Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day.” The stars twinkled as they sang. The crickets chirped in the grasses. Owls hooted, the wind whistled softly, and all were at peace.