Giggle (232 Words)
There were many sounds that Soarin' the Wonderbolt found pleasing to his ears. Whether it is the screams and cheers of his adoring fans, the sound of an oven after it has finished baking a scrumptious apple pie, the amazing beats of DJ-PON3, or, though he would never admit it, the soothing strings of the cellist Octavia.
However, there was one particular noise that he wished he could hear every single day of his mortal life. A noise that he felt he could not live without, lest he be overcome with sadness. A sound that he had cherished for most of his life; ever since he had first heard it that fateful night at the Grand Galloping Gala.
That sound, or should I say sounds, were the giggles his marefriend, Rainbow Dash would let out. Every day he heard those giggles, he felt as he were about to melt into a puddle of love struck bliss.
"I think I sound like a little fanfilly," she would always say; always getting embarrassed every time those squeals came out of her muzzle.
"I don't mind. I think they are the most radical sounds I've ever heard," he would answer before giving her a loving nuzzle on the cheek.
He had vowed that for as long as he lived, he would do anything it took to elicit that wonderful music from his one true love.