Southern Skies

by Jondor

Butterflies

This wasn’t like their usual competitions. No physical exertion, no sweating and panting, no need for a shower afterwards. This was worse than any of that. Standing still was hard for her to do. And even harder while trying to ignore the tickling sensation of all those little feet against her skin. Rainbow Dash cracked open an eye and peered out toward their officiator. “How much longer?” She hissed, trying hard not to move a muscle beyond her lower jaw.

“Two minutes.” Fluttershy answered, glancing at her stopwatch. Dash grit her teeth and her body quivered. Wings were raised, but she didn’t lose any points.

“Y’all ain’t thinkin’ about quittin’, are ya?” Applejack winked at her marefriend.

“No way! I’m going to win this!” Her body shook slightly causing more quivering wings and causing one butterfly to actually detach and fly away. Rainbow let out a low growl and then took a deep breath, trying to calm herself and stop herself from shaking. All because of that silly butterfly the other day, she had to save face by making it a competition.

Applejack definitely had the upper hoof here. Sure, AJ preferred to be moving; working her fields, towing her cart into town, racing, rodeo, you name it. On the other hoof, she was also always the one who wanted to just sit and watch the sunset or laze around on the blanket after a picnic or cuddle after a brisk roll in the hay. Not that Dash disliked any of those things when AJ was involved, they just never occurred to her on her own. She only liked to stay still to nap.

“One minute.” Fluttershy pointed with her hoof as she made a quick count of the butterflies each of her friends had collected. Tied again, but anything could change in the next 55 seconds.

“And the final count is, Rainbow Dash: 15, Applejack: 15” Fluttershy announced as soon as the stopwatch tinkled it’s bell. Dash’s jaw dropped. “Um, you two were pretty much tied the whole time too.” Fluttershy ducked behind her mane, expecting an outburst from Dash as the bearer of bad news. Applejack caught Dash open mouthed with a kiss that stifled any protest she was about to make as all thirty butterflies took to the sky.

Their kiss broke to the sound of a squeak coming from their officiator. Fluttershy was squirming, covered from head to hoof in butterflies now. “Oh my, that tickles. You didn’t have to—eep!” All thirty butterflies, plus a good number of their friends, family and distant relations had converged on the yellow pegasus.

“Looks like Fluttershy is the real winner here.” Applejack and Rainbow Dash burst out laughing.

Comments

[solar star]

this is so cute :))