The sun shined as Braeburn opens one eye, the other was buried in the depths of his pillow, not wanting to see the light. He let out a small moan of annoyance as he rolled over, reaching to find his partner, but the bed was without its host.
As the cowpony sat up and crawled out of bed, looking around their small house for the escaped stallion. He found him in his captain uniform, which he almost never wore, unless it was for an important guest at a fancy party that The Wonderbolts were supporting.
"Mornin'" called Braeburn as he came up from behind to greet the stallion.
"Morning to you too, you sleep well?" the captain asked the pony as he approached.
"Not so much. After what happen'd last night I couldn't sleep. Why did ya freeze up on me?"
A blue hoof rubbed the back of the captains head. "I just wasn't feeling up to it last night, thats all."
Braeburn gasped "not up to it, when are you not up for it? I rememb'r you being very much up for it last night."
The blue pony smiled a little and gave a small peck on the apple ponies head. "Can we talk about this tonight, I need to be off at work."
"Fine, but don't you think this is over with ya hear me"
"I hear you" the pegusus said as he jumped outside and flew away.
The farm pony sat down on the bed they shared and tried to clear his thoughts. "Why the secrets? I thought we were suppose to be there for each other. He reached for the first thing his hoof grabbed, which was a candle that was a gift form him on his Braeburns birthday. He looked over it. Brown sugar, Soarin's favorite scent. The pony grasped the candle in his hoof and threw it with a cry of pain.
"Why wont ya tell me what wrong?!" he screamed at the candle.
The candle bounced off the wall and rolls next to the door. Braeburn looks at it for a minute and gets up to grab it. Leaning over he grabs the candle and looks at the wall to see if it did any damage. He saw where the candle hit and finds a small gap between the wall and the trim. As he he is pushing the trim back in place he hears the crinkle of paper behind the wall.
"Whats that" he asks himself as he slowly removes the trim form the wall, the sound of staples popping filling his ears. He reaches a hoof into the wall and removes a small scroll that is wrapped and sealed in wax, with a simple note attached to it.
TO BRAEBURN
Peaking the farmpony's interest he opens the letter and finds a hoof written letter form Soarin.
"I wonder why he never gave this to me?" he ponders as he starts reading.