//------------------------------// // Bubbles and Muffins // Story: The Untold Story of Ditzy Doo // by discord7 //------------------------------// Three weeks had passed since Domino saved me from Topz, and things were starting to look different for once. For one awesome fact, Topz didn't dare even look at me as long as Domino was next to me, and he was there a lot. He'd even walked me home, after we'd say goodbyes I'd watch him over my fence to try to see where he lived. I had asked him once if I could go to his house but he just shut down and didn't say anything the rest of the way, so I didn't press the issue. I noticed that he never went the same way though, sometimes he'd turn around and take one of the corners, sometimes he'd drop me off and keep walking past. My mother would greet him, she liked to see the fact that I had made an actual friend. One day after school Domino said he didn't want to go straight home. "Well then where are we going to go?" I asked curiously. "Well... I found this field I want to show you. I got us a picnic prepared right outside of the Everfree Forest." He beamed proudly. "The Everfree Forest?!" I asked shocked that he'd venture into such territory. "But we aren't supposed to go there it's dangerous!" "Ha!" he pumped a hoof to his chest. "Maybe to a pony with no guts Ditzy, but you're in the capable hooves of Domino Dots" I giggled at his self-confident demeanor. He was quite the charmer, I had to admit. He seemed different from others, more fearless. I agreed to follow him and we trotted for about half an hour until we came to what he said was the spot, and I guess it was because there was a picnic cloth and a basket right in the middle. I stumbled over the cloth a bit– like I said before; I never really had full control over my hooves. Domino hadn't bothered to smooth out the cloth completely. He cackled and I laughed with him. He was the only pony I could see laughing and not think it was at me. "You got some real derpy hooves there, Ditzy," He chortled, and then stood upright I looked at him curiously. "DERPY!" He proclaimed, pointing his hoof at me. My ears fell in shame, so was he going to start making fun of me just like everypony else? He saw the conclusion I made and tried to recover his mistake. "No, no your nickname remember?" he said quickly trying to correct the insult. I remembered that two weeks prior we wanted to give each other nicknames that only we would know the meanings of. "Yours can be Derpy," he explained. "Derpy Hooves, you know, because you can't move your hooves that well." He waved his hooves wildly in the air to demonstrate. He smiled, nodding his head awaiting my approval, his wide eyed smile making him look irresistibly cute. I took one look at his smile and knew my answer. After all, I couldn't hold back when I saw him grin like that. I smiled back and then nodded he literally jumped in the air for joy. I laughed because it was fun to see him this way... so happy I mean. Eventually I would come up with a nickname for him, but in the mean time I would enjoy these moments. "So what's on the menu today, Domino?" I asked enthusiastically. "Weeeeell…" He lingered trying to build suspense reaching into the basket. "Straight out of Sugar Cube Corner, the Cakes were nice enough to give me a fresh baked batch of their world famous BLUEBERRY MUFFINS!" he said pulling out a pastry. "Blueberry muffins?" I asked. "What's that, it looks like an ugly cupcake." Domino laughed again. "No, its good here try it." He placed the muffin in front of me. I took a bite; it was buttery and had a sweet tang from the blueberries. The outer crust of it had a streusel cinnamon crunch and on the inside, it was warm and fluffy. It was the most delicious thing I'd ever eaten. It felt warm in my stomach, for some reason it made me feel happy. "Wow, this is really good," I told him. "Told ya", he replied. "I got something else to show you." What more could he have that was better than this muffin? I took another bite. He pulled out a small cylindrical green jar with a white top. "When I was younger this was my favorite toy to play with," he told me. "Ok?" I was confused; he played with a green jar? "What exactly do you do with it?" "Just watch," he told me. He unscrewed the top and pulled out a stick with a loop at the end; it was covered in a thick watery... something. He bent his head down and broke into a full speed gallop all over the place, waving his head around like a mad pony. As he did, small bubbles came out of the loop at the end of his stick. I had seen bubbles before but never like this, was it so cool! As they drifted up and popped in midair, I laughed because for some reason seeing this made me feel giddy. I watched Domino's mane and tail flow in the wind as he ran. It looked natural to him, as if he lived wild and free. Finally he slowed down, turned around, and trotted to me He gave me the small stick and said, "You try." I dipped the stick back into the liquid and began to gallop I watched as the bubbles came out of the stick. It felt better to be the one doing it. I glanced back to Domino, who smiled and waved, I had never felt so happy I felt like flying. That's when I noticed my hooves were no longer touching the ground. I looked down and confirmed they weren't. I was gliding at least ten feet off the ground. I looked left and then right I saw that both my wings were outstretched I was flying! I gave my wings a flap and soared higher and higher. I could hear Domino screaming, "YA DERPY YOU GO!" I'd never felt so free. I soared back down and opened my eyes. I saw the ground rushing back up at me and panicked, I didn't know how to stop. Before I hit the ground I had slowed down a bit, trying not to not cause too much damage to myself. I got up and looked at Domino he was grinning ear to ear. "Derpy that was amazing!" he yelled as he bounced in a circle around me. I laughed, but he stopped when he got to my right side. I asked him what was wrong. "Well I got good news and I got bad news, the good news is you got yer cutie mark!" I was so excited that I looked on my right flank and saw that I had. "Ha, you got bubbles," he said, "And the bad news is it looks like you broke your wing," He said a little more serious tone. I looked on my left side and sure enough my wing was in an awkward snapped position. Uh-oh, mom was not going to be happy. As a matter of fact I was wrong, she was ecstatic. As it turned out my wing wasn't broken, it was just a muscle tension that got it stuck that way for a bit along with a really bad sprain. But Domino explained what had happened and she smiled. She said that she was proud of me for getting my cutie mark and learning how to fly all in one day. She told me she would enroll me in flight camp, I was so excited until I realized that flight camp was for the summer up at Cloudsdale University for Young Flyers. Domino wasn't a pegasus so he wouldn't be able to go, for three months I would be in the sky unable to see my best friend.