//------------------------------// // Over the Fence // Story: Fall in Autumn // by Fall //------------------------------// A warm, autumn wind blew through Fall’s mane as she breathed in the scent of the colored leaves that brushed against her nose. “Ah,” she sighed as the scent of the rustling leaves filled her mind with tranquil thoughts. “My time of year in my lonely place.” PITTA-PATTA RUSTLE Fall looked out from her solitary corner of the yard by the fence and noticed Pint and Bucky trotting towards her. Fall waved to the boys as a faint smile crossed her face. “Hey, Fall,” huffed Pint. “We got a surprise for you!” Fall looked behind herself to make sure nobody could’ve possibly heard Pint. Fortunately every pony else was doing their own thing and ignoring her as they so well did. “A surprise?” she asked. “Yeah,” replied Bucky as he reared back, flapped his wings, and used his burly legs and Pegasus abilities to take off over the fence. THUD! Fall gasped as the yellow Pegasus who was easily twice her size firmly planted his hooves beside her. “Ready?” asked Bucky as he looked towards Pint. Pint nodded, “Let’s do it!” “Do what?” asked Fall with a worried expression. “We’re getting you out of here!” Pint proclaimed proudly. “Out?” asked Fall. “Can you use your wings?” asked Bucky. Fall looked towards Bucky and admired his well-developed wings. Although she was a Pegasus her wings were more like little leaves pasted onto her back. “Try,” encouraged Pint. Fall closed her eyes and tried to make her wings work. However it only appeared as if she was shrugging in a slow rhythmic pattern. Pint could see Fall start to cry and it brought him to tear up as well. “Fall,” he said. Fall closed her eyes, stopped her attempt to fly, and lowered her head. “Oh, no!” cried Bucky. “Onto Plan B!” CLASP WHUMP “Huh?” wondered Fall as she felt herself being lifted into the air. When she opened her eyes she saw her head poking over the top of the fence with Pint’s hooves outstretched towards her. “Ready?” grunted Bucky as he fluttered his wings as fast as he could to maintain lift from the ground while holding up the little, brown filly. “Ready!” announced Pint. SLIP FWIP KA-THWUMP! “I got you!” gasped Pint as he grabbed Fall’s front hooves, pulled her towards him, and fell onto his back to brace her as she landed on top of him. “Nice catch!” remarked Bucky with a chuckle. “You ever think of trying out for Foal Football?” Pint helped Fall to her feet and looked her in the eyes. “Are you okay?” he asked. Fall shrugged as she took notice of how she was now on the other side of the fence. “Stand back!” cried Bucky as he prepared for another takeoff. “Here comes Bucky!” Pint helped Fall out of any possible place his friend could land as Bucky clumsily tripped on the top of the fence as he attempted his return to the other side. “Whoah!” cried Bucky as he lost control and crashed upon a gathering of leaves to unleash a cascade of color into the air. “Gee, Bucky,” teased Pint. “Ever think of joining the swim team? You definitely know how to make a splash.” “Ha, ha,” groaned Bucky as he picked himself up and shook the leaves off of his yellow coat and amber-colored mane and tail. “Let’s get out of here.” Pint turned to Fall and placed his hoof on her back. “Ready to have some fun?” he asked. Fall looked at Pint with her deep blue eyes and said nothing. “That’s a yes!” proclaimed Bucky. “Let’s go before someone else takes my favorite game at the arcade!” Pint stood alongside Fall who seemed in no condition to trot all the way to town. “Bucky?” he asked. “Could you give Fall a ride? She is still a foal after all.” “Not a problem!” he replied. “I carry your foalself around enough.” Pint grumbled but thought it more polite to let that go in lieu of getting Fall comfortably atop his larger friend’s back. “Ready?” asked Bucky upon working with Pint to get Fall situated upon his back. Fall said nothing. Though she did look back to see that some of the children in the yard may have noticed what is going on. “Uh…” she gasped. Pint realized what Fall might’ve noticed as he turned back and spotted fillies and colts seemingly coming towards where they were at. “Let’s hurry!” he cried. “Keep up if you can!” teased Bucky. “No!” he growled. “No being reckless with Fall!” “Me?” asked Bucky. “Reckless?” “Just be careful,” stated Pint. “Whatever you say, Mr. Grown Up,” sneered Bucky.