//------------------------------// // Pilot // Story: The Daily Lives of High School Colts // by Grave_Wing //------------------------------// “PUSH HONEY! PUSH LIKE YOU MEAN IT!” “I’m TRYING!” “Push harder! If that baby doesn’t get out of your stomach I won’t get you those earrings you want!” The sound of crying filled the small hospital room. The stallion had a large grin in his face as the two male doctors held the small infant in their hands. He looked like a business pony, the black suit he wore lying on one of the sofas in the room. His black tie hung loosely around his neck. His white shirt was damp under his armpits and on his back, an indication that he’s been their long. He wiped away some liquid pride off his cream fur as his golden eyes started to swell with tears. The doctors checked the child’s gender before handing the now quiet child to him. The baby was wrapped in a blue blanket, indicating its gender. The boy was a soft white, just like his heavily breathing mother. A streak of yellow divided its small amount of blue hair. “It’s a colt, Snowy.” The man smiled. He turned to face his wife. “It’s an actual-OOF!” Snowy Jazz, the mare in the bed, slammed the stallion right in the face with a pillow. He stumbled backwards, keeping his arms over the small baby. He looked to see his wife starring daggers at him. Beads of sweat started to form on his forehead, even though there already was some on his forehead, wetting his light blue mane. “What, are you crazy?” the stallion yelled, still slightly frightened at the look his wife is giving him. “I could’ve dropped the baby!” “Saying that you wouldn’t get me those earrings I want if I don’t give birth?” Snowy Jazz said with a hint of playfulness. “Ace, you of all ponies should know that you’re getting me those regardless.” Ace smiled and walked over to his wife. He gave her a peck on the forehead before laying the baby on her lap. Her soft white cheeks started to turn a shade of red as she looked at her adorable child she brought to this world. The baby smiled at his mother, his eyelids starting to close as the baby started to drift to sleep. “So what are we going to name him?” Ace asked, wrapping an arm around his wife. He brushed her ear which made her blush deepen. Snowy Jazz thought for a moment before smiling. “Morning Star;” She smiled. “Anytime I’d sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star he’d calm down in my stomach. I think it’s appropriate.” “Morning Star it is.” The baby smiled in its sleep, recognizing its name. * * * 6 Years Later... “MORNING STAR! GET YOUR FLANK DOWN HERE!” Ace yelled from the kitchen. “Breakfast is ready!” “Ace, watch your language!” Snowy shot at. Ace put an arm behind his head and gave her an apologetic look. She rolled her eyes and smiled, remembering that look ever too much. Snowy Jazz shook her head and looked out the window of their house. It was a sunny day in Canterlot. The skies were clear with no sight of clouds for miles. Birds chirped as they sat on rooftops and perched in trees. Not a lot of carriages rode down this street making it somewhat quiet. She looked across the street to see a ‘For Sale’ sign on the front line of their neighbor’s townhouse. She frowned as she remembered that they were moving due to their parents. She smiled as she remembered the good times she had with her friend across the street. With a sigh, she breathed in the late summer air and exhaled, not hearing the soft pitter patter of hooves on the wooden floor. “Morning mommy!” a young colt smiled as he wrapped his small arms around his mother’s legs. She gasped as she looked at her small bundle of joy. “What’s for breakfast?” “Nu uh, you’re having nothing for breakfast.” Ace said from his seat, his hooves on the table. Jazz looked at him wish shock in his eyes. His lower lip was trembling and his eyes were about to burst into tears. “But daddy, why?” Morning star asked. Ace got up and smiled. “Because you woke up late,” Ace smiled. “And for your crimes, you will be punished by THE TICKLE MONSTER!” Morning Star screamed in horror as Ace ruffled up his mane so it covered his eyes. He started to run over to Morning Star who bolted away. Ace and Morning Star chased each other around the house, Jazz’s playful screams echoing around the small town-house. Snowy Jazz rolled her eyes as she began to set the table. Her horn glowed to life as she placed forks and knives in their spots on the table. The cabinet behind her opens and three plates floated out in a soft yellow hue. She forked up a couple pancaked and placed two on each plate. The sound of laughed came from upstairs, causing her to shake her head. With a sigh, Arctic placed the plates in the front of each seat on the table. “Mommy!” Morning Star called. Snowy looked over her shoulder to see his running down the stairs, a smile on his face. “I defeated the tickle monster!” “Wow, you’re so strong Morning Star!” Arctic said in amazement. She bent down and ruffled the colts’ mane. “Now you get the grand prize!” “Pancakes! My favorite!” Morning Star jogged over to his seat and began devouring the two pancakes on his plate. Ace flew into the room and took a seat next to him. Snowy soon joined in. “Hey kiddo, I bet you can’t beat your old man in an eating contest!” Ace gave Morning Star a sly grin. “You’re going down!” Morning Star grinned. Lace watched in amazement as the two began to woof down the pancakes like savages. “Colts.” Lace shook her head. * * * “Here we are kiddo.” Ace and Morning Star both stood outside of a small preschool. “Preschool.” Fillies and Colts ran around the small front lawn of the school. On the side were a bunch of kids playing on the jungle gym and other playground items. The school had many windows, something that Snowy pressured Ace that they must have. Inside could be seen a group of kids playing with blocks and reading books. Parents could be seen watching their children in the distance. some had to rush over to the playground to help their kids from getting injured. While others waved at their kids before bursting into tears and holding them again. Ace rolled his eyes. That was the main reason he took Morning Star to school instead of Snowy. She was too clingy. “Dad, there are a lot of kids here…” Ace looked down to see Morning Star clinging to his jeans, hiding his face from some of the bigger colts and fillies. “What if they don’t like me?” Ace fell to one knee and looked at Morning Star in the eyes. “Star, it’s not about fitting in. It’s about being yourself.” Ace put a hand on Morning Star’s shoulder. “Don’t be someone else, be you.” The sound of the school bell broke the moment as it indicated that school’s starting before Ace could get up, Morning Star wrapped his arms around his neck in a hug. “I love you daddy.” Ace stood there for a bit before wrapping his arms around the colt. “I love you too kiddo.” Minutes felt like hours as they finally broke the hug. Ace looked up to see a couple mares watching the two, smiles on their faces. Ace coughed and got up. “Well, it’s time for you to get to school kiddo. I’ll uhm, see you later.” Morning Star smiled and jogged to the school, his backpack in his hands. “Who knew Ace could have a kid.” Ace froze as he was familiar with that voice. “The boss wants to talk to you Ace.” Ace waited for the crowd of parents to thin before turning around. A tall, blue furred stallion stood in front of him. His white mane was slicked back and a large scare went down over his right eye. He wore a dark suit and pants with a red tie that broke up the dark colors. His black sunglasses hid the stallion’s eyes, making him look even more intimidating. “I quit the mod a long time ago, I just want to live normally.” Ace said coldly. A smirk formed on the mystery stallion’s face “You can’t just quit the mob Ace,” The stallion pointed at the carriage behind him. “Now get in.” “And if I refuse?” Ace flinched as the stallion showed the gun that was under his suit. He reluctantly walked over to the carriage and took a seat, followed by the stallion. “You can’t just quit the Royal Flush Gang so easily, Ace.” “Shut up Ten.” Ace said. Ten just chuckled and closed the carriage door. * * * Morning Star watched his dad get taken by the stallion from the school door. He wanted to run and help but fear gripped him like a vice. He sighed and turned around just to be face to face with three colts. They were all taller than him, causing Jazz to be intimidated by the three. “What do you know, fresh meat!” the tallest colt grinned. He wore a dark navy shirt with black jeans. His fir was a light red, his blond mane covering one of his eyes. “Welcome to preschool kid.” Jazz breathed in and smiled, trying to look friendly. “T-Thanks.” Jazz said timidly. “I’m Morning Star. I-I’m new here. And- HEY!” Morning Star grabbed his bag from one of the three colts. “That’s mine!” “We know.” The tallest one said. He pushed Jazz to the floor and grabbed his back. Morning Star watched in horror as one of the more bulky colts emptied the contents of the small back on the floor. “Oh great, lunch! I forgot to bring mine!” “That’s my lunch!” Morning Star tried to grab if from the colt just to miss completely due to the colt’s height. “You have no right to steal my lunch!” the tall colt’s grin increased tenfold. He went up into Morning Star’s face, his yellow eyes burning through Morning Star’s blue eyes. Morning Star’s ears soon went down in fear. “We own this school short fry. We can do whatever we want. Advantage of being older.” The bully shoved Morning Star to the ground and walked away, picking up the wrapped sandwich off the floor. “Now go to class newbie, I’ll see you at the playground.” Morning Star sat on the floor and watched at the three walked away, laughing at the colt. Tears started rolling down his cheeks as he curled himself in a corner. He sniffled and cried as he couldn’t do anything. No one came to help him, no one liked him. The first day of school and he already hated it. His shirt began to get soaked in tears as he cried in silence. “Hey, are you ok?” Morning Star stopped crying. He looked up to see two colts standing in front of him. “C’mon Bass, we’re going to be late for class.” One of the colts said. He wore a red shirt with blue pants. His blond mane covered his eyes. He crossed his arms as he looked down the hall for any teachers. His red wings stretched out, indicating that he was a Pegasus. “Hold on Wild Star,” the second one said, getting down to his knees so he’s eye level with Morning Star. He wore an orange sweater with some beige cargo shorts. His red and orange mane covered half of his yellow face. His green eyes looked at Morning Star with concern. A small horn grew out from his forehead. “Seems like you met the bullies of the school, huh?” Morning Star nodded and wiped away his tears with his sleeve. “Forget him Bass, He’s on his own.” Wild Star scoffed. “No,” Bass got up and faced his friend. “I’m not leaving him here Wild Star. Thrill and his gang have been bullying all of us for too long! It’s time we take a stand! Not just for us, but for the whole school. Including the new colt!” Wild Star watched as Bass helped Morning Star to his hooves. “Why are you helping me?” Morning Star asked. Bass looked at Morning Star and smiled. “That’s what friends do. We help each other.” Bass paused. “Well, if you want to be friends.” “I’ve never had fiends before.” Morning Star said sheepishly. This made Bass’ smile increase. “Then that means we’re the first! And hopefully not the last!” Bass stuck his hand out infront of Jazz. “My names Blue Bass and grumpy pants over here is Wild Star. What’s yours?” “M-My names Morning Star.” Jazz sniffled. He sheepishly shook Bass’ hand and smiled. He finally made a friend. Or friends in this case. And these would become his best friends in the world. * * * 10 Years Later… BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP Morning Star shuffled in his small bed. He grumbled as the alarm clock that sat on the table next to his bed continued to ring. With a groan, Morning Star slammed his hand on the alarm. He sighed in relief when his room went silent. He shifted back to his side and began to drift back to sleep. Knock Knock “Five more minutes mom…” Morning Star grumbled. Knock Knock “I said five more minutes!” Morning Star yelled. He tossed a pillow at his door and growled, covering his head under his sheets. CRASH! Morning Star screamed as a fireball crashed through his window. He sat op and cowered under his blankets, holding his chest in horror. His room was a mess. Well messier than it was before. His walls were covered in posters of games and sports. He screeched as the one poster he had of a mare in a bikini in his room was now set ablaze by the mystery fireball that shot into his room. Morning Star scrambled to his hooves and tried blowing out the fire. He groaned as the oxygen only increased the flames. He quickly rushed into his washroom and grabbed a cup of water. He splashed it on the fire and continued the process until he had a puddle of water and ash on his floor. “Uhh whoops!” said a voice from outside. “My bad!” Morning Star looked to the window just to be almost startled to death. A young stallion hovered in front of the window, the horn on his head glowing a faint blue. The yellow stallion wore a grey sweater with a pair of blue jeans. His red and orange hair covered his eyes, making it almost look like he can’t see. The young stallion smiled sheepishly as he looked at the damage. “What the buck was that Blue!” Morning Star yelled. “You scared me out of my mind!” Blue Bass frowned. “My bad Morning Star, I tried to wake you up by shooting a small amount of magic.” Blue Bass chuckled. “I’m still used to this whole magic thing.” “You could've gotten me killed!” Morning Star shot at. “I mean, you almost set the- Dude are you flying?” Blue Bass nodded in response. “Yeah, I perfected the levitation spell! I can fly like a Pegasus now!” “Wild Star’s going to have a fit when he learns that dude.” Morning Star chuckled. “Although, you can only do that long enough until your energy drains.” “Yeah, kind of a bummer huh?” Blue Bass scoffed. “Anyways, I’ll meet you downstairs. Your mom’s making pancakes.” Blue Bass tried to float himself down, only to fall to the concrete floor. Jazz shook his head and walked into his bathroom. Morning Star looked at himself in the mirror. His mane grew into a long mullet that was a significant length. A patch of blue hair grew on his chin, creating a small goatee. He yawned as he grabbed his toothbrush from the small cup on his sink. He squeezed on some toothpaste on the brush and soaked it, letting the toothpaste activate as he began to brush his teeth, he glanced at his shattered window. He smiled as he saw the many photos of him, Wild Star, and Blue Bass growing up over the years. He froze as he glanced at the calendar that sat next to his clock. It was September 3rd The first day of High School. “Ack SHIT!” Morning Star coughed as he choked on is toothbrush. He spat out the plastic stick and rinsed his mouth. Morning Star rushed into to his closet and grabbed a random pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He tried to put on his jeans only to groan in frustration as his morning wood hasn’t gone away yet. With a sigh, Jazz clenched his teeth as he forced his jeans up, wincing at the pain as his member was bent in a weird angle. He quickly began to put on his shirt when a knock at the door startled him, causing him to lose his balance as he stepped on a magazine. He fell to the ground with a thud as his mother opened the door. Jazz pushed his head through the top of his shirt just to see his mom’s expression. Her snowy white face was now a shade of pink. Morning Star followed her eyes to the magazine on the floor. His eyes widened as he saw what she was looking at. “Mom,” He began. “I have. A very. Reasonable. Explanation for that.” 5 MINUTES LATER….. “Sheesh Morning Star, what took you so long?” Blue asked as Morning star walked out of his house. His face was a beet red, causing Blue to almost laugh out loud. Morning star noticed this and adjusted the hat on his head. He shuffled the bag on his back and began walking to the school, Blue Bass in tow. “Dude, you look like an apple.” Blue chuckled. “My mom found a clop magazine in my room.” Morning Star groaned. “I don’t even remember having that issue in my room.” “So you DO read clop magazines!” Blue gasped a devious smile on his face. Morning Star froze, glancing over his shoulder to his friend. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Morning Star asked. “Well I was testing teleportation spells so I teleported a clop magazine into your room to prank you.” Blue grin started to increase. “But now that I know you already have a ‘supple’ of clopfics, I can ruin you li-ACK!” “YOU SON OF A BITCH!” Morning star yelled. Blue Bass looked into his friends eyes to see the fire that could burn whole worlds. Blue quickly teleported out of the clutches of his friend. He soon appeared behind the young stallion. “Just like The Great and Powerful Trixie, They’ll never know how she did-“ “DIE!” Morning Star yelled as he tried to grab his friend. Blue screamed as he began to run away from the feral beast known as his friend. “It was just a joke Morning Star! JUST A JOKE!” “I’LL SHOW YOU A JOKE!” * * * Wild star stood under a tree in the front lawn of the high school. He glanced at his watch for the time and growled. His spikey blond mane was now sagging due to the heat. He too no mind to the other high school students that were socializing among themselves. Unlike Blue Bass and Morning Star, Wild Star was a year older. This meant he’s already been though a year of the hardships of High school. His ears perked up as he heard the sound of yelling and laughing. This was rare in Canterlot High. Very rare to be honest. This caused the school to go silent as they even heard it too. Two young stallions could be seen in the distance chasing each other. The large dust cloud that was behind them indicated how fast they were running. “Get your flank back here Blue!” Wild Star groaned at the all too familiar voice. “I was always faster than you, Morning Star!” said another voice. All the students were watching the two colts running to the school like a freight train. Suddenly, the unthinkable happened. Blue gasped as he tripped over the curb of the school sidewalk. The world started to spin as slowly as possible as Blue Bass slowly started to fall face first on the green grass. In a flash, Wild Star rushed to Blue’s position and caught him in mid-air. Time started to go as normal as the crisis was averted. “Thanks Wild Star.” Blue chuckled. A sly grin crept on Wild Star’s face. “I GOT YOU NOW!” Wild Star and Blue Bass couldn’t react quickly enough as Morning Star collided with the duo. The three were launched into one of the trees in front of the school. Morning Star was soon followed up by the kicked up dust. They all groaned in pain as the dust cloud cleared. Wild Star blew his hair out of his face, a hint of annoyance on his face. “Well that was painful.” Wild Star said weakly. Morning Star and Blue Bass groaned in response. The three began to laugh weakly at the predicament they were in. they soon began to get to their hooves, brushing the dirt off their clothes. “So how about that first impression?” Morning Star chuckled. Wild Star thought for a moment. “Well you went from being newbies to being dorks.” Wild Star grinned. “It’s an upgrade. Trust me.” Blue Bass stood and stared at the large school. The whole school looked like it was made of marble. A stone statue of a horse stood in the center of the school courtyard. A large gateway in front of the school had the name of the school carved in the marble. The high school was easily two stories high with windows in each classroom. Trees and benches littered the front and sides of the school. “This place is huge Wild Star!” Blue Bass gasped. “Wait until you get inside.” Wild Star grinned. RIIIIIIIIIING! Students started to walk into the school. Some new students stood back for a while before bravely walking into the fire. Wild Star began to walk into the school, slinging his back onto his back. “Wild Star, where are you going?” Morning star called. “Class.” Wild Star called back. “Aren’t you going to give us a tour?” Blue Bass asked. “Later! For now, you’re on your own!” Wild Star started to disappear into the crowd, leaving Blue, Morning star, and a couple new students out on the field. Blue Bass looked over to Morning Star who gave him a confident look. Blue smiled and nodded. Thus, the first day of school began