//------------------------------// // Flight to the Finish // Story: Two Background Ponies Revisit Season Four // by Piccolo Sky //------------------------------// Flight to the Finish Sam and Carl were both on one of their cookie outings, although it appeared they weren't interested in cookies at the moment. Rather, both of them had small, hand-held, magic powered boxes...clearly portable games. Both seemed to be intently focusing on them as they played...oblivious to the lovely day around them. After a while, Sam frowned and winced, before putting his down on the table. He held up his hoof soon after, looked at it, and then saw how it covered all buttons at once. He sighed. "No wonder I keep not having my Gardevoir do the right thing." He looked over to the green stallion. "I'm a little surprised you haven't said anything about the button design on these things yet, Carl." "Nah, that's not what bothers me about 'Pokemon'..." Carl muttered as he kept playing. "The thing that really gets me is that Pikachu in the merchandise show. It has to have been running for over a decade and he's still a Pikachu. That's ridiculous after all he's been through. He should be a Raichu by now. How can they expect people to take that show seriously? I mean, don't you think it's a little hard to believe that a character or characters would continuously never reach a benchmark in their development even after years of trying to hit it?" Sam hesitated, then looked out into the street...just as he saw three fillies walk by: one with a red bow, one with naturally curly hair, and one with underdeveloped wings. "So what are we doing today?" "Flash memory repair." "...Really?" "We've literally tried everything else more exciting than that..." Sam looked at them as they passed a moment, then he exhaled. "...No, Carl. I don't think that's hard to believe at all." --- Ha, loads of laughs! Our next- Uh, Sam? Wasn’t our quickie for this one originally me passing out toxic rumors about Diamond Tiara and you getting ready to take photographs of her pain? Well…as low and despicable as it is to make fun of a person with a disability, Carl, it’s no excuse to spread life-altering, horrific rumors about someone else. Because spreading rumors is like scattering feathers…you’ll never be able to gather them up again, and they can do long-lasting damage for years…possibly forever. …When you put it that way, I guess you’re right. The truth is words do hurt, and we need to be big enough to not get revenge for the pettiness of others if we hope to make a better world. I’m glad I know that now. I’m glad I shared it with you, Carl. ‘CAUSE KNOWLEDGE IS POWER! … … … … …Ready to move on? Please.