Two weeks after the group finished their machine, they would have to preform. But until then, Applebloom would have to teach her brother how to drive the airplane.
"So uh... ya use this wheel right here," Applebloom explained, "To steer the airplane, got that?"
"Eeeeyup!"
"Ok then, the gas an' air pedals are down their. Air pedals just slow ya down, kinda for landing. Ya see 'em?" the filly poked the pedals.
"Eeeeyup!" Macintosh answered.
"Good, now there's some rudder pedals down there to change altitude," She added. "Throttle control pedal, there's a lotta pedals..." Big Mac nodded in agreement.
"Alrighty, now. These are the keys for the plane to start," Applebloom tossed a ring of jingling keys to Big Mac, "And ya put 'em in this lock right here," She pointed to the key hole.
"Eeeeyup!" Big Mac answered.
Applebloom continued to explain all sorts of buttons and pedals, Big Mac nodded each time, trying to understand his surroundings. After an hour of explaining, Applebloom climbed into the back seat, handed her brother some goggles, and slapped some on her face as well.
"Alright, ya sure you can do this?" Applebloom asked cautiously.
"Eeeeyup!" He answered, nervously.
Big Mac started the engine, watching and listening to the propellers in front of him gradually beginning to whir. Then slowly pressing down on the different pedals, the plane began to move. Slowly but surely, the machine lifted off it's three feet, rising into the air.
Applebloom sat forward, yelling into her brother's ear, "NOW PULL UP THE WHEELS!" He obeyed her sister's orders, pressing a large blue button, the landing gear slowly tucked itself into the bottom of the plane.
The little filly leaned over the edge, trying to see Ponyville from above.
"YOU'RE DOIN' IT BIG MAC! WE'RE FLYIN'!" Applebloom yelled eagerly.
"EEEEYUP!" Big Macintosh answered loudly.
The two passed over clouds, and Applebloom leaned out to grab the white substance. She giggled and handed it to her brother up front, who laughed heartily.
After a few minutes, the filly checked the fuel: MEDIUM
"ALRIGHT BIG MAC!" She yelled into his ears, "IT'S ABOUT TIME WE LAND!"
Macintosh listened carefully and gradually pressed harder onto the air pedal, opened the landing gear, and slowly dropped down to earth. They whizzed by trees and bumped back onto ground. The stallion quickly pressed a small black button. "WHOMPH!" The wings turned vertical, slowing the machine down even faster. The braking pedal hit the floor, and the plane was at a stop almost instantly.
"Have you done this before?!" Applebloom asked eagerly, after getting off the machine, "You drove like a pro!" She added.
"Well thanks Applebloom, but ah had no clue what ah really was doin', but ah guess ah'll do exactly that next time," Big Macintosh stated honestly.
The filly shrugged and rushed off to her clubhouse, expecting her two friends to be waiting for her.