Seeds can't fly

by keam

Seeds will never fly...

I gathered my books and got out of the seat, Carefully sneaking away from my bench and down to the door while the teacher wished everyone a happy weekend. You needed to be among the first ponies to get out or you'd be over run by the other students. A slightly older colt opened and I quickly got out. Now, all I needed to do was to make my way five hundred meters forward to the elevator. Unfortunately, there was many- too many students in the hallway, as always, and it took me a good ten, fifteen minutes before I reached the elevator and could sneak into the small passages next to it. I took one last look at a group of other students that was trying to get through the main door before continuing. I pitied them. It would probably take them another fifteen minutes before they'd reach the stairs to the bottom floor. But not me.

I throwed my self down the stairs, rushing through the small, garbage filled space. Soda cans, chewing gums and empty bags of candy covered the floor, and I tried my best not to step in any of it. Five minutes later, I reached the end of the stairs and entered the area where the classrooms with numbers between 40 and 50 was located. Pleased with that I now had saved a good portion of my lunch break from going to waste, I fished up some coins from my saddle bags that I could use to buy a grilled toast as replacement from the schools vomit inducing stew. I knew all too well I should be grateful for that we got free lunch, but if you can't eat the food, it doesn't matter that it's free.

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As I stood there, munching on my toast, I over heard some older students talking about their High School choices. They where mostly discussing schools in the finer parts of Manehattan, and if possible, anywhere else. Hearing them made me think about my own future. What would I do when school was over? For me it seemed so far fetched, but for this ponies it was just a couple of years left. If they were lucky, they'd get to go to a nice school, get a nice job, and leave this dump behind them.

I looked around me, at the overflowing trash cans and walls covered in graffiti. Two Yellow Pegasus fillies had seated themselves in one of the big windows placed high up on the red brick wall, enjoying the early spring sun shining through the windows. I immediately felt a bit envious of their luck. They had wings, so they could fly out of here, fly anywhere. Not me. Seeds can't fly, no, they're firmly planted into the ground, meant to grow string from what earth give them. But what if the earth had nothing to give them? This garbage filled place offered nothing to grow strong from. Oh, how I wished I had wings to fly! A flying seed...that would show them what I'm worth. I'd fly away and never come back...and everypony would know, that seeds do fly! But sadly, it was and would always be nothing more than a dream...

A cold, wet, object hit me in the head, snapping me back into reality. It was snowball. Some colts were having a snowball fight and I suddenly became aware of that I was in the middle of it. I grabbed my stuff and galloped away, not wanting to be associated With indoor snowball fights, which was forbidden. I already was dangerously close to failing in some subjects, and being caught violating the rules was the last thing I needed.

Trotting through the school, I tried to find a place where I could be alone, but it was an impossible task. Everywhere there where bigger or smaller groups of students occupied the sitting areas. Finally, I ended up back in the small, narrow passages through which I had escaped the eternal line if students wanting to get down the main stairs. So I sat down among buckled soda cans and age-old chewing gums. It was dark and I felt weak and miserable. I was like one of the deformed soda cans, trashy and unwanted. But as I sat there, feeling oh so bad for my self, I heard an unexpected sound. I heard a giggling filly. The sound was like a hypnotising music, making me follow it. Further and further up the stairs I walked, until I reached the top of the stairs. I had never been this high up before. At the end of the stairs was an old, worn down, white painted door. i grabbed the handle and opened the door.

On the other side of the door, was heaven, I’m sure. It was a big, spacious room with the same red painted brick walls and black and white stone floors as the rest of the school. Yet, it dawned on me, it was nothing like the rest of the school. There was no trash covering the floor, no graffiti on the walls, and in one of the big, high up windows, was a filly. Her coat was a light shade of pink and her mane a dark aqua spreading out over her back and shoulders in long, perfect waves. She had a pair of wings tightly pressed to her sides and a yellow heart with two purple wings and a blue Gloria adored her flank.

Seeing me, she leapt of the edge of the window, extending her wings and gliding down to the floor. As she landed in front of me, she folded her wings and smiled.

"Hi there. I'm Heart Throb. Who are you?" She asked, looking closely at me.

"I-I'm Babs. Babs Seed. Nice to meet you." I answered, trying my best not to stutter.

After the introduction, a tense silence filled the air between us. My mind raced, trying to find something to talk about.

"What is this place?" I asked, looking around me in the room. I the right corner was a neatly fixed bed with a nightstand next to it. Other than the table,the bed, and a latter standing close to the window, the room was creepily empty.

"It's how the school looked when it was new. This room was used as a room were students could rest or something. No one use it anymore, but I like to come here for some peace and quiet. Also the view out the window is amazing."

Heart Throb walked over to the latter and started to climb.

"You want to see it?" She asked, and the question felt like a blessing.

I nodded, quickly following her, climbing up the latter and seating myself next to her in the window. She put her hoof on the glass, and I put my hoof next to hers.

"I always dreamed of flying." I said slowly. "A seed that can fly. That'd show people."

She nodded, moving her hoof on top of mine.

"I've dreamed of it, too. My wings look pretty, but they are defect. They're too weak for anything but gliding. That's why I sit here. It give me a feeling of flying."

I didn’t answer her. I didn’t need to, because there was no answer. Nothing I said could describe what her confession had given us. Our dreams belonged together, and through them, we were connected. Her wish to fly materialized my dream of getting out of here. And this was just the begining, the begining of a friendship we never expected, and that went beoynd what eyes can see. It was inscribed in our hearts, and had been from our first heart beat. This was a new reality, and we were going to live it together. always. that promise, we made, and will keep.

This is the end of the story of a seed that can’t fly, and the start of the story of the seed finding a heart to grow in. it’s the story of how the seed realize it doesn’t need wings to become something, all it needs is the love of a understanding heart.

Author's Note:

Inspiered by a real place with a window on a red brick wall and a door. Hope you enjoyed it!

Extended A/N can be found Here

Comments

[CanterlotGuardian]

As a side note, I'm pretty sure the other character's name is supposed to be Heart Throb. There's no "e" at the end of it.

For the actual story, I will say that I very much enjoyed it. There needs to be more Babs-centric stories on the site. Well done.

[keam]

5645108
I had a 'e' at the end? I'll fix that!

Great you enjoy it! :)

[Catsofwar108]

Brilliant. It's a very powerful story and I think one of the best I have read.

[keam]

5645196
Aww, thanks! What was it that made it so strong, if I can ask?

[Catsofwar108]

5645212
Partly because of first-person, but mostly because of the way you wrote it. Because if I summed it up the easy way it would sound like this: Babs made a friend. But you wrote it and kept comparing Babs to an actual seed in a real world situation, and it sounds much more powerful then where Bab's was lonely and wanted a friend. IDK, but that was a powerful story and I liked it. Good job.

[Lady Maria]

5645212 That was a wonderful story Keam

[keam]

5645514
Okay, thanks! Also, cool avatar.

5646219
Thanks, my friend (and master)!

[Dashkin Grandhook]

Pretty good :P

[keam]

5648049
Thanks! :P

[Paradise Oasis]

Nice story, love the bit in the schoolhouse, but... is that Supposed to Be Heart Throb, the G1 Pegasus of love?

[keam]

5648836
Glad you like it. To be honest, it's an OC lag early based off the G1 pony if love sharing the same name, which is a personal favourite of mine along side Fizzy.

[Limelight02]

Good story.

[keam]

5657593
Thanis! :)

[Crafty Arts]

This was, touching. I enjoy stories like this. some of my favorite. there were several grammatical errors, but they were easy to pass over, so nothing hard to read. but all in all, yeah, beautiful story. Thank you for writing it, I'm glad I had the opportunity to read it

[keam]

5664437
I'm very glad you enjoyed the story. The grammar mistakes would of course be there, but I'm glad it didn't take away from the story.

[Jesse Coffey]

BABS SEED SINGS
"(Everyone Would Know) SEEDS DO FLY"
the theme from the Keam production
"Seeds can't fly"
A Paramount Release
Music and Additional lyrics by Babs Seed and Apple Bloom
Chorus by Daffodil Spark
As heard in the Paramount single "Seeds Do Fly"/"Finding Love", Paramount PAA-0015, and in the Original Soundtrack Recording of the Keam Production/Paramount Release Seeds Can't Fly, PAS-5017.
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Oh, how I wished I had wings to fly!
A flying seed...
that would show them what I'm worth.
I'd fly away and never come back...
and everyone would know,
that seeds do fly!

I wished that I would fly away from here
And that I would sail
right down to the Heaven they promised me!
I'd go there and see all the lovely little sights
and let everyone know
that seeds do fly!

It's lonely when you find yourself in a dark, lonely town
and find that you have nobody else around
But I'll find the way up in the sky
and there in flight I will be bound!

How I wished I had wings to fly!
A flying seed...
that would show them what I'm worth.
I'd fly away and never come back...
and everyone would know,
that seeds do fly!

[instrumental break]

But I'll find the way up in the sky
and there in flight I will be bound!

How I wished I had wings to fly!
A flying seed...
that would show them what I'm worth.
I'd fly away and never come back...
and everyone would know,
that seeds do fly!

COPYRIGHT © MCMLXX BY FAMOUS MUSIC CORPORATION. (ASCAP)
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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[Yandere-Chan]

This... this really touched my heart ever so lightly...

Despite a few grammar errors and problems, this story was pretty beauiful even if she wished to fly.

Seeds can't fly, but you can grow them and they can rise. It feels as if as they rise they're flying towards high to the heavens. Growing and blossoming into great wonders.

That's Babs Seed throughout this one-shot. She's now going to rise and find herself rising throughout the heavens as she learns something lovely at the end of this story.
As her and Heart Throb's dreams are connected and will blossom into lovely friendship.

You did amazing with this lovely one-shot

[keam]

5852737
Thank you. This is one of the few of my own fanfics I enjoy reading, too. When writing this, I put my self as Babs Seed, and used the writing to ease my fears about things waiting for me in the future.

[Jesse Coffey]

5852737 It's even greater now that it has a great song. Look at my earlier comment in order to see the song.

[Yandere-Chan]

5860904
I've already read it when I wrote mine. It's very lovely.
I hope someone on Youtube will do a cover on it or something.

: , D

[Jesse Coffey]

AARGH! Hasbro blew your little story to bits on today's episode of MLP:FiM! See this forum for details!

[keam]

5878717 I won't look at that until I've seen the episode. Not Amerocan, remember?

[keam]

5878717 saw the episode. And no, it did not. I never stated if she had/didn't had her cutiemark, nore what it was

[Jesse Coffey]

5881148 I should have specified its title. The episode that aired yesterday in North America was titled "Bloom and Gloom." It is on YouTube.

[keam]

5881335 yeah, I know, I watched it today

[Nebula Swirl]

I KNOW WHO DID THE COVER ART! IT WAS ME AND I CAN SEND YOU THE PM FOR CONFIRMATION! :D I'm so glad I found the story because I really wanted to read it. LETS READ THIS ADVENTURE

[keam]

5945564 YAY! :D I'M SO SORRY I LOST YOUR PM!!

[Nebula Swirl]

5945961 Naw it's fine.

[keam]

5945985
Thanks. If search function of fimfiction for PM weren't mupped up, i may would've found it. Also, please tell me what you think when you're finished

[Raichu]

How sweet. The ending seemed quite short and cut off, but whatever. It was nice.

[keam]

6152266
Yeah, I'm not good at ending things akways, I know. None the less, glad you liked it.