//------------------------------// // My Apple Pie // Story: My Apple Pie // by manuccia //------------------------------// It was a warm spring day in Cloudsdale, and Soarin was flying home from yet another day at Flight school. As he glided through the bustling city his sense were assaulted with the sickly sweet scent of candies and pastries; and idle chatter as the navy blue maned pegasus flew by Cloudsdale's many crowded cafes. On any normal day Soarin's thoughts would dominated by his favorite food, Apple pie. But today wasn't just any day. Today was Hearts and Hooves Day, and on this day his thoughts were focused on a certain fiery maned mare. I've known Spitfire since I was little; I still remember how we met. 'Nopony really liked me, I was last pony in my class to get my cutie mark, and last one to learn how to fly.' He thought of one day in particular: ---- It was in ordinary Tuesday afternoon, Soarin' was sitting down outside of the schoolhouse getting ready to eat lunch. As he quickly opened his lunch, and out found that his mom had packed him his favorite food, a big piece of Apple Pie. At this moment Soarin' was in heaven and nothing could ruin his happiness. That is everything until he saw Thunder Strike, the class bully, fast approaching him. 'What could he possibly want', Soarin nervously thought to himself. "Hey blank flank, what have got there", he spat out. "Ohhhh... nothing really. Just my lunch." Soarin' nervously stammered out. "Aww isn't that cute", Thunder responded sarcastically as he picked up Soarin's lunch. "Just leave me alone Thunder." Soarin' nearly yelled, as he tried to reach for his lunch but was unable due to his inability to fly. "Oh, you want this, well go get it!" Thunder yelled as he threw it over the side of the floating city. Soarin' just dropped his head in defeat and he could hear Thunder laughing at him. Soarin' was about to run home, when a yellow coated filly flew up between him and Thunder. "Leave him alone you big bully!" Spitfire yelled. Soarin' just sat in astonishment as a complete stranger stood up for him. He recognized the filly, she was new to the class, her name was Spitfire if he remembered correctly. When he finally came out of his trance he noticed that Thunder had left and Spitfire was standing in front of him. "Hey there my name is, Spitfire, what's your name?" Spitfire asked with a grin on her face. "Ohhh, my name is Soarin.'" He said while looking at his fore hooves. "Why was he making fun of you?" Spitfire asked. "It's because everypony thinks I weird and I have no friends." He weakly replied "Why don't you have any friends?" She inquired. "Is it because you don't have your cutie mark yet?" She asked as she pointed to his flank. "That and because I haven't learned to fly yet" he said as his ears drooped. He expected Spitfire to start making fun of him, but what she did surprised him. Putting a hoof on his shoulder she said, "Well I can teach you how to fly." Soarin' perked up a bit and looked at Spirfire. "You would really do that?" Soarin' wearily asked. "Of course, anything for a friend", she said. Spitfire spent the rest of the day teaching Soarin' how to fly. After they were done, he sped home to tell his mom about the new friend he had made. Over the years, he and Spitfire would everything together, from studying with each other to going to Wonderbolt shows. They really became the best of friends. After all the years he began to fall for the mare. ----- 'I just wish I was brave enough to tell her how I feel about her, maybe she just might give me a chance'. Soarin' thought. As Soarin touched down at his front porch he thought, 'who am I kidding I am going chicken out like I always do' he hung his head as he enter the modestly sized cloudhouse near the edge of the city. As he entered the kitchen he was greeted by the sweet smell of a fresh baked Apple pie. His mouth watered as he stared at the golden-brown delicacy sitting on the counter top. He sped over to the steaming pie mouth agape and spied a note perched right next to the pie. Soarin', Your father and I are going to the Golden Pegasus in Canterlot tonight. Sorry for not letting you know sooner, I baked you a fresh Apple pie just how you like it. We should be home around 10 pm. I hope you enjoy your evening. Love, mom Soarin' picked up the pie and flew over to the kitchen table, and right as he was about to greedily dig into the apple delicacy. When he heard somepony knocking on the front door. 'Ugh...who could that possible be...' he pondered as his hesitantly trotted to the front door. *knock* *knock* "I'm coming", he said unenthusiastically. Soarin' slowly opened the front door, and was greeted by a beautiful yellow coated mare. "Ummm... hi Spitfire.." Soarin' stammered. "Hey, Soarin', what's up?" she asked him. "Oh, nothing much. Would you like to come in?" he asked as he pawed sheepishly at the cloud porch. "I would love to" Spitfire happily said as they walked into the kitchen. "Don't you have any plans for Hearts and Hooves day Soarin?" Soarin thought for a moment and quickly stated, "uh not really". The pair entered the kitchen and sat down at the table. Spitfire smirked when she saw the pie sitting in front for Soarin, "looks like you have an important date with an Apple pie" she jokingly said. "Uhh yeah... I guess" he said, "I was about to eat before you arrived, would you like some?" he asked as he stared into Spitfire's amber eyes. "I haven't eaten today, so yeah I could go for some pie" Spitfire simply stated. Soarin got up and trotted over to a cabinet and grabbed two plates and a chefs knife before returning to the table. He used the knife to precisely cut the pie in half, placing half one of the plates giving it to Spitfire. He took the other half for himself. As Spitfire began to eat, all Soarin' could do is stare at the mare that sat across from him. 'She is the most beautiful mare I have ever seen', he thought as he stared into the mare's mesmerizing amber eyes. 'We have known each other since we were foals. She is my closest friend, and she she has always stood up for me. She even helped me learn how to fly. He sighed as he looked at the white fluffy floor. 'I am never going to have to courage to tell her' Spitfire noticing Soarin' peculiar behavior she stopped eating and asked him, "Hey, Soar, what's wrong?" Soarin' snapped his head up, and looked at Spitfire. "Ohhh.... nothing's wrong.... what would make you think something is wrong" he nervously said as he was suddenly interested in his front hooves. "I have known you since we were foals Soarin'. You haven't even touched your pie and in all the time I have known you, you have never ignored pie" she flatly stated. "Now please tell me what's wrong, your my friend and I want to help" she pleaded as she looked at him with sympathetic eyes. Soarin' looked up at Spitfire, "well I uhh... its just because..." Soarin stammered as he tried to find the right words. Taking a deep breath, he stated "I really like somepony, but I am afraid to tell them how I feel about them. I mean I have been trying to tell them for months now, but I am never brave enough", Soarin looked down at his hooves with a defeated look on his face. Spitfire carefully studied Soarin' before saying, "Soarin, if you really care about this pony you should tell them". "But what if..." Soarin was cut off. "No what ifs. You are a great friend. I mean it when I say anypony would be lucky to be with you" she said with a reassuring smile and wink. Soarin sat there processing what he just heard, 'does she already know? he frantically thought. 'Well it's now or never, and closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Spitfire... can I ask you something". "Anything, Soarin" she reassured him. "It's just that you have been a great friend to me, you always stood up for me and it's Hearts and Hooves day and.....", 'Now or never'. "I really like you, Spitfire, and I wanted know if you would like to my special somepony.... would you like to be my apple pie?" Soarin nervously asked. Fearing the worst. Spitfire simply smiled at the stallion siting across from her, one that made Soarin's heart melt. She slowly stood up and walked over to Soarin drawing him into hug, which he gladly returned. She gave him a peck on the cheek. Then whispered into his ear. "I would love to".