"How do you think you did?" Rumble asked. Scootaloo stretched out her stiff wings and sighed.
"I think I did pretty okay. I doubt I got every single one of them correct, but, I'm sure I'll pass this year."
"I told you studying would come in handy."
"Whatever you say Rumble, how do you think you did?" Scootaloo asked, she trotted down the steps and onto the slightly damp ground before her. The smell of petrichor was everywhere.
"I say I did pretty good, but as you said, not perfect."
"I'll guess that we'll find it out soon enough." Scootaloo replied. "I'm just glad to finally get those tests out of the way. It was a really long week."
"You could say that again, thank Luna they're finally over," Rumble said. Je then looked away for a moment and began to smile. "You know, I've been thinking-"
"About what?" Scootaloo asked.
"You know how the wedding's coming up so soon, and I was thinking we could do something together before then." Rumble said.
"And what might that be?" Scootaloo asked, looking up to him.
"Well, I don't recall the last time we've ever danced together. I was hoping we could maybe go out dancing tomorrow." Rumble suggested.
"I don't know, I haven't really danced with anypony else before, I haven't danced in a while in general." Scootaloo replied.
"Maybe we should change that before the wedding."
"Why do you want to do that?"
"I'd really like to dance with you at the reception, but since I've never danced with you before..."
"Fine." Scootaloo said. "But nothing fancy." she demanded.
Rumble grinned. "I promise."
"You're doing what?" Thunderlane asked.
"I'm going out dancing with her. How many times do I have to repeat myself to you?" Rumble replied.
"Why are you telling me this?" Thunderlane shot back.
"Well, I haven't exactly, danced with a filly before." Rumble admitted.
"What do you mean? I saw you dance with other ponies before at parties."
"I mean as a pair. I don't know what to do if it's just the both of us."
"Look Rumble, all I can say is don't stress about it so much. You two just do your own thing. I doubt you two'll be on Prancing with the Stars anytime soon, but the more often you two dance together, the more you'll get used to it. Just do what you feel like doing, and dance however you want to." Thunderlane said.
"Thanks, big bro." Rumble replied.
"Whatever. I still can't believe you're telling me of all ponies about this. I would've asked Dad first."
"Where do you think I'm coming from? I'm not interested in taking any lessons on it. Besides, you know how Mom and Dad get when they dance together. There's no way I'd be able to compete with that." Rumble reminded him.
Thunderlane smirked at a memory. "Fair point."
"How do I look?" Scootaloo asked her Dad.
"Grown up." her father replied.
"What does that mean, Dad?"
"It means you're growing up too fast."
"You're not going to start crying are you Dad?" Scootaloo asked with a smug grin.
"With as often as you're going out these days, I just might." the stallion replied.
"Love you too." Scootaloo hopped out of her seat once a knock was heard from downstairs. "See you later Dad,"
"Later." the stallion said half-heartedly. Scootaloo rushed past him, but not before planting a kiss on his cheek.
"See you at ten!" Scootaloo called out. She then shut the door behind her and smiled up at Rumble. "So, where're we headed?" she asked.
"You'll see, for now, just follow me." Scootaloo shrugged and did as asked. Rumble flew to the outskirts of the town, to the same empty open fields she had visited before. She asked several questions along the way, but Rumble chose to ignore them.
"Okay, we're here." Rumble said, landing on the biggest cloud in the middle of the field. Scootaloo stepped onto it and looked to him with a raised eyebrow.
"We're not going anywhere else?" she asked.
"No, do you want to?" Rumble asked. To his surprise, Scootaloo grinned.
"Nope. It's perfect. Where's the music?"
Rumble gestured to a radio he received from Thunderlane and switched it on. The cd inside started playing and began spurring out wordless songs that were perfect for dancing.
"Nice choice." Scootaloo said.
"I try my best." Rumble shrugged. He stepped closer to Scootaloo and grinned. The two moved in harmony together, one step in one direction, two steps in the other. Scootaloo decided to wrap an arm around Rumble's neck and spun him around so that he was standing where she originally was, all the more going a bit faster with the music.
She chuckled as Rumble grabbed her hoof and spun her in place, grinning all the while. "This is actually easier than I thought it'd be." he said with a grin.
Scootaloo laughed and continued. It wasn't until Scootaloo started flapping her wings that they started dancing in the air. At that point, a slower paced song had started, prompting the two to slow their movements. It was as though they were slow dancing in the air. Only, with more twists and turns. They let the wind catch in their wings as though it were leading them into their own special little style of dance.
"I never knew you could dance so well." Scootaloo said with a smug grin.
"I could say the same for you." Rumble replied.
The blue of the sky eventually faded into crimson, as the sun set behind them, the two showed no signs of stopping just yet. Even as the moon rose in the sun's place, bringing forth the cool evening, the two just danced and danced to their heart's contempt.
They weren't the best, but they both enjoyed the other's company. When the cd finally stopped, Rumble and Scootaloo came face to face, panting as they held their place. They lowered themselves to the cloud and softly landed on it, refusing to break the other's gaze.
'You have the most beautiful eyes." Rumble thought. Scootaloo blushed and was taken back, prompting to looking down at her hooves. 'Did I just say that out loud?' Rumble asked himself. He smacked a hoof to his forehead.
Scootaloo took him by surprise once more by replying with, "So do you." and with a tiny smile on her face, she started flapping her wings. And gave Rumble one long kiss on the cheek. "I've got to go, thanks for suggesting this. I actually had a good time."
"Maybe we could do it again sometime?" Rumble suggested.
"It's a date." Rumble's wings popped up and blush faded his cheeks. A smile stretching across his face. Scootaloo giggled.
Just before taking off, she replied. "Maybe next time, it'll be on the lips." she teased.