The town was lively, that was sure. There were ponies of many different vibrant colors walking up and down the streets. Some were minding their own business, some couldn't stay out of other's buisness, but they were all extremely friendly to everyone. There were no harsh words, no violence, no crime whatsoever. It was insanity, it was utopian. I was feeling really giddy at that moment, for reasoning I couldn't explain. I mean, I still felt like the whole thing was insane. I'm a pony with wings after all, and I'm in a world filled with Pegasi and Unicorns. After some time walking around with thunder, I learned of a third type of pony. These ponies were known as earth ponies, if my memory serves me like it used to. This, of course, made me think of my old home. You know, good ol' earth. I asked if there was a connection, but they of course didn't know what I was talking about.
"So, we gonna meet these friends of yours, or are we just gonna keep walkin' around endlessly? Don't get me wrong, this is a nice city... Just, I tend to get bored when walking for 30 minutes. Who knew, huh?" I stated in my usual ever-so-loving tone.
"Do you have to be so sarcastic?" Thunder said, then finished a second later, after looking at Stormy, who was rolling her eyes. "Of course. I wouldn't want to scare away a second sarcastic pony off, now would I?"
"The more the merrier, if you ask me." Stormy giggled mischievously
" I swear, your cutie mark should've had something to do with sarcasm." Thunder rebutted.
I decided to let their argument continue on and get a better look at the town around me. I had seen much more impressive in my time back at Earth, and my home. Still, it looked pretty cool. In all honesty, I thought that it was a lot less intimidating then what was back on Earth. When you're walking down the street sometimes back in the city, you always had a lingering thought in the back of your mind, worrying if you'd get shot, robbed... that kind of thing. No such feelings were here, really. I felt... happy. It was a stupid, giddy happy that you get kind of embarrassed of, but none of these ponies seemed to care no matter what look I had on my face.
"Hey, you there buddy? Hello? A little lost in thought?" Thunder shouted in my direction. I realized that I had wandered off a little bit, and my face flushed red.
"No! Whatever gave you that idea? I was just... just looking at this one thing at that one place." Thunder just eyed me suspiciously.
"Anyways, let's just... go see your friends." I said, my face flushing further.
Thunder's only reaction was a smile at me, and I knew he was laughing, at least on the inside.
"Hey, is that her?" Stormy said, pointing a hoof over to a crowd of ponies. I tried to tell which pony she was pointing at, but it was pretty difficult. I mean, she just kinda thrust her hoof at a crowd of ponies. It was a bit difficult to tell exactly what she was pointing at, considering.
"Uh, yeah. I can totally tell what you are pointing at." I jeered. It was completely justified.
"No, dumb flank. I wasn't talking to you." Stormy flatly said. Thunder just rolled his eyes at me, probably used to my attitude by now.
"Yeah, that's her. Either that, or her identical twin sister."
"She had an identical twin sister?" I responded.
"No, that was sarcasm." Thunder responded, unamused by my counter-sarcasm.
"You need to work on that a bit, I could hardly tell."
"Okay, you two. You need to cut it out, and we'll introduce you to our Unicorn friend, Picturesque." Stormy interjected, trying to stop our stupid argument.
" Let me guess, she's a photagrapher." I blatantly pointed out.
"Yeah, how could you tell?" Stormy responded, with honest curiosity.
"It was a hunch." They seemed to kind of ignore this last statement. I thought her curiosity was honest, but I guess I was wrong.
" Hello Picturesque, how are you today?" Thunder said, peppy and upbeat. The unicorn that responded was yellow in color, and her eyes were a deep and intense blue. Her mane was white in color, and a single blue streak ran down it.
"Very well, my dears. But, by celestia, is today bor-ing! I'm glad you two came around, or I might've just died of monotony." she settled her eyes on me. "And who, may I ask, is this darling pegasus over there?" At this last statement, I gave the 'Who, me?' look.
"That would be High Wing-" Thunder started, but I quickly interrupted him.
"Yeah, it's George Reddam."
"Oh my, that is a ghastly name. I would stick with High Wing if I wear you, dear."
She smiled, quite fakely, may I add.
"You ponies are all insane... There's nothing wrong with my name..." I grumbled lowly.
"Insanity is the spark of creation, you know." Picturesque grinned. Suddenly, she gasped and used her magic to scribble something in her notepad. "Thanks, dear. Now I have a name for my latest picture." She started writing. "Spark. of. insanity. Fabulous name, isn't it?" I opened my mouth, but before I could finish, she said. "Of course it is. It's even better if you could see the picture I took, but there will be time for that. We still need to finish introductions-" Before she could finish her thought, a white pegasus with a red mane and tail ran past, and looked at us and gasped. He tried to stop, but he crashed into a nearby pony. And even after this epic fail, he got up and crashed into a stand selling apples, knocking them over and further embarrassing himself but tripping over the apples and falling flat on his face. Still laying down, he looked at all the ponies staring back at him.
"He he he, I totally meant to do that. Woooo! Oh, and hello Stormy! And, uh, of course you too Thunder. And Picturelesque. Hehehe." He grinned widely with his green eyes staring back up at us and all the other ponies looking at him. He and rolled up to his hooves in a slick motion, trying to cover up his fail. Picturesque just rolled her eyes.
"Real mature, Fleet Flier. You know, your name makes a lot of sense. However, the only thing nimble about you is your flying. Everything else about you is just ghastly." Picturesque responded, obviously annoyed.
"You're just jealous. It's okay though, not every pony can be as awesome as me. I mean-" He unfolded his wings and puffed his chest out. "Boom. Just look at me. Per-fec-tion." He took off into the air, and flew straight up. He stopped in mid-air, made a show-offy stance, and then corkscrewed straight down. He made a perfect 90 degree turn just inches off the ground, avoided all the ponies in the street, and headed directly for a street lamp. It was beyond me why he wanted to go to a street lamp, untill of course, he kicked out the lightbulb, creating a lightning arc.
Before the electricity could touch him, he flew off, making the arc just crack and form vibrant sparks. He flew towards a support beam at the insane speed that he got from rebounding off the street post, and I was sure he was going to crash. But instead of crashing, he tilted his wings slightly and narrowly avoided it. Only milliseconds after avoiding the pole, he quickly turned his wings and looped around it many times, and to top that off, he was corkscrewing at the same time. Once he went all the way to the top, he kicked off of the roof and skidded to a halt behind us. My mouth was gaping open. I mean, that was pretty amazing. At some points, he just seemed like a white blur. Before that, I didn't think moving that fast was even possible.
"See? Perfection." After he was done doing has wide, arrogant grin, he looked at me and said,
"Hay, who's this pegasus? I didn't know there was a newcomer. That's awesome. Hey new guy, what's your name?
"Geor-" I started, but was rudely interrupted by Picturesque
"His name is High Wing, and he's new around here. Isn't he just darling?" She said with a smile.
"Hah. Nice name there, High Wing. Any good at flying? It'd be awesome to either teach you a few cool tricks, or learn a couple of things from a master. I doubt there's anypony better then me, so I think the first thing I said would be totally correct, right?" Fleet Flier said with a silly smirk.
"Well, actually... I don't really know how to fly completely." The second I said that, his jaw literally dropped. I mean, he was so shocked that even I was taken aback.
"That is so NOT awesome. I mean, you. Come with me, right now. I'm going to teach you. And you're going to learn. Now." Fleet said in a very commanding and serious tone.
"Um, no. He's not. We've still got to introduce him to the whole gang. After that, there'll be plenty of time for a little one-on-one training with you." Thunder rebutted, trying to delay this pony a little bit. For this, I was thankful.
"Okay, that'd be awesome. Just awesome. Get to teach a newbie some tricks. Hey, why can't he fly anyways? Locked in a box his whole life or somethin'?"
"No. Long story, and there will be time when everypony's together again. Speaking of which, have you seen Treble Cleft or Canvas Hart?"
"Those two? Well, duh. Canvas is always by the gazebo, and Treble normaly isn't too far. He says that he likes Treble around because her violin inspires him for his paintings, but I think they're just a couple of lovebirds. He he he." He grinned in his usual overconfident way. I woulda found it annoying if he hadn't amused me as much as he did.
"Well, guide the way." Thunder responded.
"But of course, my awesome friend." He chuckled, and started walking off. The rest of us soon followed, an' I decided going would best suit me as well. The walk wasn't far, but it sure felt so. I guess I just get bored easy, even though I had a lot to look at. I still found this whole thing insane, of course, but it was becoming a little less insane. I had a goal in mind, anyways. And that was getting home, and doing whatever it took to do so. We approached the gazebo, and I could hear a beautiful violin sound bieng played. I mean, it was wonderful. I guess I really hadn't listened to violins before, I was too busy minding my own buisness, but I really liked the sound. The closer we got, the better it could be heard, and the more I could see the two ponies in my view.
" Lovely afternoon, isn't it, Treble and Canvas? So, how are you dears?" Picturesque said while approaching. A real charmer. The violin stopped. I observed how Treble looked. She was shorter then Thunder, however, most of the ponies there appeared to be, but she was taller then Stormy. She was white, and as I said earlier, she was an Earth Pony. Her eyes were violet in color, and her mane was thin and brown, and very straight.
"Good afternoon, everypony. I see we have a newcomer?"
After she said this, the other white pony looked up from his painting that he was working on. I noticed that his horn and his paintbrush were glowing with energy, and I assumed this was the ever-so-amazing wonderful magic of a unicorn. He turned his orange eyes, which matched his spiked orange mane and tail, over to face us.
"Hello! It is a very nice day! It just makes me so happy, and being in a happy mood makes me paint even better. Speaking of painting, I've been working on this really nice one... I'll show you guys once it's finished, but no peeking until it's finished! Promise me, now. It won't be nearly as nice when it's not finished!" He said, quite energetically. He was also very drifty, and even more energetic than that.
"Okay, okay. Don't worry, Canvas. We won't look at your at your painting."
Stormy responded with a happy grin.
"Oh, and the Newcomer's name is High Wing. He's quite a special case, which is exactly why we came to gather you all together." Thunder stated.
" Special case? That's a thunderstatement." I said, trying to make a joke. No one laughed.
"Jeeze, tough crowd."
"Well, anyways." Thunder glanced at me. "Here's what's going on."