Story script and plot originally written by Writer Rhyme
Characters created by Windy Breeze
Warning: not all Everyone-rated stories mean there are no dark moments. But hey, atleast it will be a long time before they come into the story. 
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
Genre: Slice of Life, Comedy, Drama, Dark
Darkness parted for the light as my consciousness returns. When all becomes clear, what I saw was the ceiling.
...
I think this is getting a little bit awkward don't you think?
Stood up from the bed, my disheveled mane hung on my head and neck, my mind was still activating and I struggled to remember what this new day has to over. I remember Spitfire finally accepted me to the Wonderbolts, a group of cool, acrobatic team of pegasi who perform airshows. My wings twitched no doubt a part of me is anticipating to take the skies with the squad, but I don't remember Spitfire telling us to go to the academy today for training. No, she told us to prepare for the celebration, but... What celebration was she talking about? Ugh, I hate it when I forgot something important.
But I knew there was help in times of need.
I checked my bedside table and picked up a parchment. While I may be forgetful, I still remember to write down important stuff on a parchment every time before I go to sleep. But I have to admit that I might forget to do that sometimes, ehehehehe...
But there is no time to remind myself of my mistakes because my eyes widened in realization and sheer horror.
“Today is Summer Sun Celebration!”
I didn't even care where I threw the parchment as I race into the bathroom and began fixing my looks. How could I forgot one of the most important celebrations in Equestria!? I found myself running out of the bathroom once I finished brushing my mane. Going downstairs, I went into the living and quickly open the door.
What greeted me was beautiful.
It was a sunny day, small towns like Ponyville will look like a place straight out of a painting. Walking out of the house, what I first did was sniff at the fresh air, then sighed “Good morning, Ponyville” I spoke to no one other than to myself as I began to walk to my destination: the town hall.
There a lot of ponies out and about than usual, most of them preparing for the celebration as they put decorations all-around time. Now, come to think about it, why I felt butterflies in my stomach.
I think a hoof to my side was the answer.
I crashed to the ground, the left side of my body spiking with agony as I lay on the ground, groaning. Then, I heard a voice “What did I told you about being late?” I open one eye and saw the pony responsible for kicking me.
I wasn't surprised to see the mare, chuckling just seeing her. How could I not remember her pale pink coat, cold cyan eyes, orange mane, and her name; Ire Heaven? She's one of my friends and technically the mare who may or may not took the pleasure of turning me into a bucking bag when she's upset about something.
“You got something to laugh at me?” she kindly kicks my poor belly again. Don't worry everypony, I'm as okay as a brick.
“Iree~...” Here comes my savior. Did I forgot to take note of the grey mare standing behind Ire? Well, that's her friend, Stormlight. Stormlight is the complete opposite of Ire: kind, sweet, and shy. It's good to note even to the smallest detail as she has two fangs in her mouth, I can guarantee she is not a bat pony as she has the standard pegasus wings and her ears aren't too fluffy. Her yellow eyes moves back and forth from me to Ire as she tried to pull her away to stop tension from growing, “It's Summer Sun Celebration today, shouldn't you control your behavior at least just this day?”
“I wouldn't be doing this if this mare had learned her lesson!”
I'm just glad Ire did not give me a third kick so I can stand up and hope my talking can kill the fire within her.
“Ire is right, Stormlight. You don't need to defend me”
“Hmph," the move backs up from me with an unsatisfied frown, “You're just lucky today, Windy” she told me as I'm getting back to my legs, “Stormlight, you and Windy should go to the Town Hall, I'll catch up once I drag out Writer out of his 'hiding place'” me and Stormlight watched as Ire unfurled her wings and flew, no doubt to get Writer. I hear Stormlight sigh.
“Why can't she just change?” I would look at her face, they express hope before their golden eyes turns to regard me with concern, “Are you okay, Windy?”
“I'm alright” I groggily stood on all fours, still feeling the kicks Ire gave me.
Stormlight smiled “Thank Celestia you're okay!" I mentally chuckled at her, being gullible and cute was a perfect combination for her, “We should go to the Town Hall now. I don't want Iree putting her frustration on you again"
“Yeah, we should” since I live too far away from the Town Hall, me and Stormlight had to use our wings to get there. We don't really mind about it, my wings need stretching too.
Stormlight and I stayed silent throughout our flight, its not like we can form a conversation without ending up awkward, plus Stormlight is a mare of few words.
“Good morning!” It was just another pegasi; a mare, White Lightning is her name if I remember correctly. I gave her a greeting of my own complete with a smile and a wave. Sometimes, actions can do more than just words. But still...
We soon arrived at the Town Hall, ponies here have begun decorating the plaza and some taking a box full of buntings and some other ornaments. Me and Stormlight land by the entrance, entering the building.
Inside, a lot of ponies are still decorating inside, like the pearl white unicorn carrying a box of ribbons or maybe banners. I'll introduce her in later episodes since you already know her.
Just kidding.
Her name is Rarity, Ponyville's fashionista and the mare who owns the one and only Carousel Boutique. I don't visit the shop much often but have become somewhat of a model if she needs one. Live ponies are still better than artificial ones.
Going up to one of the boxes, I lift one into my back. Then, I heard a crash and probably the most cutest squeal I ever heard in this story. Glancing at my partner, Stormlight had accidentally fall her own from her back, spilling decorations to the floor. She quickly made herself small.
I look around, ponies are eyeing us. I don't really like their looks but I choose to ignore them to not make matters worse, consoling a friend is important than snapping at disappointed bystanders.
“That's okay, Stormlight. We just have to pick them up and put them back inside the box” I pet her head softly. She cracked open an eye at me, her body slowly slacking. She slowly open the other eye before standing up and smiling at me.
We started picking up ornaments one-by-one either with our hooves before tossing them into the box.
“That's so courteous of you helping out your friend, Windy”
I look up at the mare addressing me, giving her a smile, “Thanks, I appreciate your polite compliment, Rarity”
“How lovely!” Rarity would start picking up some of the ornaments on the floor, “Here, let me give you a helping hoof”
“Thank you”
That reply did come from my mouth. We turned to the possible only source of the voice. Stormlight was thankful yet bashful at the same time, refusing to meet our gaze, “I'm sorry if I am a bother to you, Miss Rarity”
“A bother? Oh, you are not a bother, Stormlight!” came Rarity's compassionate, and posh cute reply, “I should be the one thanking for helping me out along with Windy at the boutique”
“Rarity" Stormlight pulled Rarity into a hug, “Oh, thank you, thank you, this is why I love you!”
I smirked “Hey, Stormlight, you know there is no 'romance' in the genre list” this was so effective, I mean look st Stormlight's face it's worth than a thousand bits to see that face she's making when she quickly broke the hug.
“I-It's not like what you think, Indy~!” Stormlight quickly covered her mouth as she realized you screamed in very adorable high-pitch voice. Awww~💙
But Rarity's frown told me to stop messing around Stormlight. How mean! >:(
“See you later and have a nice day, Rarity!” I said as me and Stormlight left the Town Hall. As a token of my gratitude, we gave some assistance to Rarity. (Sigh), I feel I'm in high-spirit today.
“Ah, what a day!” I look at Stormlight. Seeing my smile, she gave a comment of her own.
“Helping is very enjoyable” a soft smile emerged from her lips, “Imagine what the ponies you helped feel, maybe they wanted to pay you back for your aid”
“Ooh, you flatter me with your words!” I pulled her closer to me with a wing, eliciting a yelp of surprise from her, “but do you know what makes you even more pleasing to spend with?”
“What?”
“You're in love with a bully!” I booped her snout. Her entire face went red in less than a second, her mout twisted between a pout and frown.
“I-Iree is not a bully, she just had issues!” her shout wasn't Ioo loud, you can just compare it almost to whispering.
“Yeah, we all know” we soon come across a street which is yet to be decorated, “You'll carry the box while I'll do the rest of the job” I flew to the roof of one of the houses with Stormlight following me. I tied the rope to the beam poking out of the roof before going over to the next house.
I feel Stormlight tap my shoulder, looking at her, she spoke up, “There's a royal carriage coming”
I look up, following where Stormlight is looking and there behold a royal carriage coming down hauled by two stallions in golden armor. I expected the passenger to be the princess of Equestria, Princess Celestia.
But no. To my disappointment and curiosity, it was just a lavender unicorn mare and a purple dragon.
“That mare doesn't want to have friends" Stormlight has very sharp ears than most of everypony here in Ponyville so it does make sense she heard the unicorn say something which she find upsetting. Atleast she seemed to thank the guards, much to their joy.
I snorted “That will be the biggest lie she would ever say” I playfully raised my eyebrows at her. Stormlight shrugged.
(GASP!)
Our eyes quickly set onto the unicorn and her young dragon companion just as a mass of pink speeds away faster than any Wonderbolt. I smirked “Looks like they have already met Pinkie Pie" the unicorn and her dragon companion are walking to the opposite direction to where Pinkie had gone to, probably off to Sweet Apples Acres? I don't know.
I smirked. She and dragon are NEWCOMERS, no doubt Pinkie will prepare a party for them. Just thinking about that makes me smirk.
Me and Stormlight decided to take our minds off Twilight (Stormlight overhear he dragon, Spike say her name) by going back to our work. Currently, we are now tying a banner to our 25th house.
“You girls are great” came the response of one of the passerby's as I admire my and Stormlight's work.
“Thank you” Ah, I can't help but thank every last pony who made comments of our teamwork but for now we have to take a break. I turn to Stormlight, “Let's take a break and eat something delicious”
“Sure” I took a peek at the box she's still holding. There wasn't a lot of banners left. I'll just have to put it in my house or give to somepony and pass our job to them. The first option sounds better.
Descending down, me and Stormlight went inside, “Ah, home sweet home. Stormlight you can put down the box now” I watched my friend cautiously put down the box. She looks around the interior of the living room. “You can do anything you want while I'm getting my saddlebags, just don't touch my cheesecakes”
“Um...okay”
I went up to my bedroom at the second floor. The bedroom looks like the same when I left; the bed still in a mess, and the drawer of the bedside table open, the curtains of the window also still seal the window. I decided to move the curtains aside to let the sunshine seep into the room.
I finally found my saddlebag laying on top of the cabinet, “I better get a wall hanger soon” I spoke to myself. With my wings flared, I jumped.
I was able to snatch the saddlebag before gravity decided to fight back though I quickly flap my wings, my hooves touching the floor with a soft thud. A smooth descent made by a professional pegasus.
Sorry, I'm not professional. I was just trying to mess with you, observer.
I went down the living room, seeing Stormlight dining on one my mangoes I stashed in one of the shelves It the kitchen, watching as the fruit on her mouth turn soggy as if rotting. I had grown to this strange eating method she's using, even as she slides the fruit into her mouth and began chewing it whole.
“Stormlight, I got my saddlebag!”
Stormlight silently stood up as she's still chewing on her food, talking with food still your mouth is considered disrespectful, even in my home discourage that disgusting act.
“So, where do you want to eat?" I look at her with a cool expression. She averted her gaze, thinking. Then those golden eyes gazes at me.
“We can try Tropical Corner, burgers taste better than hayburgers, plus they have those sweet delicious figs” Stormlight closed her eyes and now I'm seeing miniature figs floating above her head complete with that a adorable smile and the drool on her gaping mouth. I also love Tropical Corner too as they have more fruit desserts in the menu than any other cafes here in Ponyville.
“Alright, let's go get your figs then”
“Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig~🧡” Sweet Celestia, that was so adorable. My body trembled, expression scrunched as I fought the urge to pinch her adorable face. Gee, sometimes even the most shy pony can even brighten up your day when they make that face.
“O....Of course....” I quickly galloped behind my home, ignoring a call from Stormlight. Gotta hold it back until I'm out of the public eye.
When I'm finally in my hiding place, a random tree that has grown behind my home, I quickly went to the ground and let out a squeal and yelled.
“Ayieeeeeeee~ Stormlight you adorable, adorable mare!!”
After calming myself down, we continued our journey to the Tropical Corner Cafe. I was pleased there aren't too many ponies dining there today as normally most of the tables are occupied. Once we arrived, we took a table, asked for a menu, and made our orders: fig banana bread for Stormlight, and a slice of blueberry cheesecake for me.
“Mmm, it's so delicious. I want more!”
I chuckled “Now, now I don't want to waste too much bits. That's why I bought only one slice of blueberry cheesecake today” I plop a piece of my food into my mouth, savoring the soft texture and the delicious taste of the dessert, licking my lips. I would slouch and relax on a beach chair if I had the chance.
Even the cafe is decorated with yellow bunts hanging from its roof. Looks like whoever owns this cafe is a big of the princess of the sun, eh?
I look at Stormlight, who continues eating with a pleased expression. She paused when she noticed me and smiled at me. I smiled back.
“You really like figs, do you?”
Stormlight swallowed her food and chirped “Yeah, they taste really good!” she went back to her food. I wouldn't want to interrupt her so I decided to look around for a bit.
My eyes widened when I saw her again.
Ire was moving towards us, but she was not alone. Walking beside her was a unicorn stallion with tan coat, dazed yellow eyes, and blonde mane. He wobbled, almost tripping over his hooves. Looking up at his head, below his horn was a bump.
“Enjoying yourselves already?” came Ire's smug statement, “Why did you two forgot to invite us?”
No harm done to us, everypony.
It turns out Ire and our friend stallion Writer Rhyme has finally finished their work on the other side of the town and decided to go to this cafe to take a drink. I don't blame them for that, everything in this cafe is so tasty and their unique fruit juice is wonderful than apple cider.
Don't say that to the apple family; their bucks are strong than Ire.
“W-Writer, not to be rude but why do you smell...awful today?” I don't even have to her say it as my nose has already picked up the smell.
Writer shut his eyes and grinned “I was taking a nice warm bath in the tub when Ire-” speaking of Ire, the mare decided to spare the details from me and Stormlight by punching him the to the face. The poor stallion shrieked, his body jerked but still able to maintain his posture despite the powerful blow he received.
“Say no more, Writer!” Ire was very angry; perhaps he was going to say something which embarrasses her as judging the slight pink on her cheeks. She smiles at me and Stormlight as if nothing happened, “I'm happy you're enjoying yourself, Stormlight.”
Stormlight shied away, turning her head away from her “...It was Windy who did most of the job” she looks up at me and smiled, “I...I had fun...t-thanks to her" I can now feel Ire's eyes burning into mine as she began moving so close to me, stopping just mere inches away from my muzzle that I couldn't even meet her eyes.
“You did not use her to skip work, do you?”
“Ehehehehe, that would never happen, Ire. Why would I take advantage of a young innocent friend?” I struggled not to grin and chuckle at her face, the last thing I would want to happen is to get the same treatment she did to Writer, who was busy rubbing his red cheek softly. Ire moved away from me, her expression loosened up, yet eyes still narrowed before they went to regard Stormlight with satisfaction. My body loosens, knowing she's no longer giving me the cold glare.
Her frown did come back when Writer yawned, he must be lacking some sleep as eyebags are evident below his eyes, “How's everypony? It's not every day we can meet up, I'm glad we can still make casual meetings even in this very important event”
Stormlight replied with a big smile on her face ”I'm doing good today and looking forward to celebrating the Summer Sun Celebration!” Me, Writer, and even Ire chuckled at her display of optimism. This encouraged me to speak up.
“I got a bad wake-up call but Stormy here is the cure and now my body is filled with energy!” I stood up, punching the air dramatically. Writer giggled as he and Stormlight watched my childish act, while Ire may have rolled her eyes, that smirk proves she also finds it amusing.
“Okay, okay, whatever. And stop that, airhead you'll bring eyes down on us” she told me before looking at the cafe building, speaking up a demanding voice “Hey, who's the waiter here? Can I get one strawberry juice!?” many ponies have already disliked for her lack of manners and respect, but nopony confronted her; and if they did they'll get the hoof. But Ire wasn't a bad mare and not she's looking for trouble, she's just acting like...that. It's difficult to explain and I wouldn't want to break my mood for giving you a long explanation, plus it's too early to throw out personal information; that's unfair. As the waitress approached us, Writer tapped his hooves to gain my attention.
“How does it feel to become a Wonderbolt?” I raised an eyebrow at them, then realized why he was asking this. He wasn't out of his home when Spitfire has declared my position in my team and hearing that made my heart leap and my mind almost shutting down. It was the best moment of my life. I tried not to squeal as I gave my answer.
“It felt like a reunion between me and a lost love one.”
“I feel jealous” Writer smirked, “Rainbow Dash must have heard the news. I can imagine she'd crawled on you, asking a bunch of questions faster than any wonderbolt.” heh, funny. I had to admit his description is accurate as Rainbow Dash is a big fan of the Wonderbolts; if she finds out one of her neighbors is now a part of the team, there's no doubt she would come over and assault with words. That experience is horrifying as getting struck by a bright powerful lightning. Yeah, that happened to me and I tried my best to give her answers until Applejack came to my aid.
“Heh, that actually happened, and believe me, your description is one-hundred percent accurate.” that made him blush, tossing his head with pride.
“Heh, I guess I'm good at guessing games now. What a cliffhanger. Speaking of a cliffhanger...” Writer's horn glowed, bringing out another book. Judging by its design, this is hoofmade and created by none other than the stallion who is now offering it to him, “Once this day is over, can you read my latest novel tomorrow? I swear this one will even be better than the previous ones I gave to you!" There was courage in his eyes as he floats the book to me in his luminous yellow magic. Bad or good, I always accept gifts, especially something that can help me fight boredom.
“I will never turn down a friend's gift. Thanks for the book” I quickly braced myself when I saw a wide grin form on his face. The book was suddenly shot towards me like a speeding arrow but lucky me I caught it with my hooves. I better tell him about maintaining his control over his magic when overwhelmed with excitement.
“Thank you so much, Windy!”
I cringed when Writer hit the table in an attempt to now at me. Sitting beside him, Ire rolled her eyes and muttered to herself, smirking in delight at his suffering. “I should have minded the table” he moaned, lifting his head. I don't see any visible or any signs of injuries; he'll be alright, must be shaken by the pain. He smiled despite the pain “I'm okay everypony. I only have minor aches”
Ire frowned as Stormlight and a waitress silently watched “Take care of your big hollow head, Writer. You wouldn't know what kind of messed up thought would end up going inside your brain of yours” she let out a silent hmph as Writer gave her a look of mental pain; hurt by her words.
“Ow, I think you gave me an arrow to my heart” he clenched his chest, a pained toothy smile on his face. I kind of think he's adorable with that expression but then again; Poor him.
A grey hoof perched on his chest as its owner gave him a look of sympathy “pain, pain, go away” there was a look of realization before shrinking to her seat like a dog intimidated by its master, her cheeks red as strawberries, “I, uh...I...It's just...doing what a friend has to do”
Writer smiled ”I'm fine, Stormlight. Ire's punches are pretty tough but they have no match for my strong body!” If I were somepony, I'd give him the 'are you dumb?' face as my response as he literally sat next to Ire, and said Ire is giving him the death glare.
“Need another beatdown, Writer?"
“Uh, no" He moves away from her, “...Maybe later" Ire smiled, turning to face Stormlight, her expression changing faster than the speed of light. Writer gave me a cheesy look. As an exchange, I gave a smile of my own.
Looking down at the book, I chuckled at the stylish title of the book which read 'Rotting Lilies', below Is a pony staring at the magnificent sunset partly hidden by the body of a sea. I could not see the face of this character is they are facing away from the sight of their first reader. I felt a sense of nostalgia just seeing this. I wonder what kind of troubles this character went through? Writer almost always wrote novels that feature main protagonists with tragic backstories. He has been writing since we were foals.
I wonder how his drawing style become this good and artistic. Did he stay all night, revolutionizing his art style? Not that I hate his development but he should fix his sleeping schedule.
“Miss, I order one sundae please” he is looking at the waitress with a carefree smile.
The waitress smiled back and spoke to him with a pleasant voice “What size do you prefer, small or large?”
“Small, please”
“That would only cost you five bits”
My eyes move their gaze to Writer's midsection. I quickly realized who's going to pay for the food since most of us did not bother to bring saddlebags except for me and Ire.
Ire snorted, rummaging in her new-looking royal purple saddlebag, she took out five bits, “Here”
“Thank you for choosing Tropical Corner. I hope you all enjoy today's celebration!” the waitress chirped before trotting back into the cafe.
Looking at Writer's dessert, I don't need to be surprised to see its flamboyant tropical design.
Vanilla, strawberry, and chocolate ice cream rests the top alongside a piece of a mango and a chocolate stick. Through the transparent glass, I see coconut flakes, jelly-like stuff that I recognize are gulaman, and many types of beans.
Ugh, beans. Can Writer even stomach these things?
“Mmph!”
Welp, there goes my answer- oh, Ire's glaring at him.
Stormlight immediately called for help. The waitress from before gave Writer some water which allowed him to swallow the beans without making a disrespectful retch on the cafe's property, something Ire heavily disapprove of.
“Are you okay, Writer?” D'aww, just seeing Stormlight's cute face...I-I can't ever resist. Aiyeeeeeee~!
Regaining my composure, I gaze back at my friends, only to see Stormlight wiping Writer's face with a hoof while saying “Are you okay?”
...
“Aiyeeeeeee~!” I grab hold of my cheeks, wiggling my head back and forth, “Stormlight's wiping Writer's face- that's so cute~!💙”
Argh, keep a hold of yourself, me!
Ire stared flatly at her friends, unamused by Windy's childish behavior whilst Writer chuckled, his cheeks burning red, in contrast to Stormlight much redder blush.
“I'm spending time with two featherheads”
I gathered my excitement and locked them inside me, calming myself as this euphoria subsides until I feel it no more.
Writer gave me a smirk, “Now, now, Windy. This is just a simple act of kindness, we don't need a mare squealing like a pig”
Heat rose inside my head “I'm not a pig"
“Suuuuure....I know what a pig sounds like, Windy. Oh, I also remember you helped me feed a lot of pigs when we are young" he bit his lip as amusement beginning to sip out, pressing into my face with such force I swore my head would pop open like a boiling pot, “Oh, and did I mention that you 'volunteered'? It appears you're enthusiastic to meet them”
A faint cloud formed in my mind, but whatever it is, it never affected me as my anger was much stronger, “Ey, I only helped when I saw you are reluctant to enter that muddy pig pen!”
I heard a snort beside my teaser, “Before I slam both of yours at each other, I have to agree with Writer you sound like a pig every time you make those annoying noises!” Oh, great, now are joined the tease- Hey, wait, since when did you learn how to make somepony as your plot-monkey without bucking them, Ire!?
“You guys...”
“You got a letter!”
“Gah!”
“AHH!”
“Eeek!
“What in the!?”
Sometimes, it's very good and respectful to learn what personal space is but for the source of this jovial, energetic voice? If you ask them, they know nothing of it. Maybe they know a few about personal space but they never really use those little bits of knowledge in their everyday life especially if your job requires you to be this cheerful.
We all gasped, we all don't expect this sudden intrusion into our casual hang out. I reacted as if I saw a ghost, Writer similarly had the same reaction but his voice sounds like a chicken being strangled, Ire jumped a little, while Stormlight lost her composture and fell on the ground headfirst.
But the menace was long gone before we even saw the rest of its body, but laying on our table are pink party-themed mails, one for each for all of us.
“Was that Pinkie!?” I ignored Ire's angry question, opening the mail to reveal a letter.
Dear, members of the Average Four
“Welcome-To-Ponyville Party, go to the Golden Oaks Library”
- Pinkie Pie
Average Four? That is a very wacky name to call us.
But I don't bother it if it's Pinkie being Pinkie.
“Welcome-to-Ponyville party? We have an outsider among us?"
“Me and Windg saw a unicorn and a dragon descend from a chariot. I think the unicorn's name is Twilight and the little dragon is Spike” Thankfully for Stormlight's sharp memory, she's able to answer Ire. I wish I had a good memory as good as hers.
“Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go to Sugarcube Corner!"
“Hold your horses, Writer!” Ire bit down on Writer's yellow tail, my friend almost falling to the ground, “Did the letter told us to go Sugarcube Corner? Take it a closer look.”
Writer would take another look at his own letter, squinting as if he needed glasses to read, “Golden Oaks Library?"
Ire rolled her eyes, “Does that sound like a bakery? Might as well work in a bakery called Golden Oaks Cake Corner" I have to warn you, Ire. Stormlight doesn't seem to make light of your sarcasm.
“But why in a library of all places, doesn't that sound dangerous for the books?"
“It's Pinkie, Writer. What do you expect?” Ire rolled her eyes, averting her gaze “Everything that logic has to offer is going to be manipulated the pink ball mass of energy.”
“Atleast we can taste the delicious goodness of all the cupcakes and pies she served in her parties” I lick my lips as I dreamed of eating the delicious cupcakes, leaning back.
Stormlight looks at us “Why are we still here then? We don't want to be late for the surprise...I-I mean...i guess.” the ponies sans Ire and Stormlight, flinched. I were wasting time talking nonsense!
Writer stood up and bolted, laughing as he galloped, “Last to reach Sugarcube Corner buys me a ticket to the Fillyphines...!”
Ire grind her teeth, glaring at Writer like a tiger "It's Golden Oaks Library, Writer!”
The 'race' to Golden Oaks Library, if you can even call it a race was not very tiring, for the group, it was very refreshing just probably not for Ire, who is still glaring at Writer.
“Ah, that was so much fun. I hope I can still spend time with you all now that I'm a part of the Wonderbolt squad!” I bubbled as I trotted beside Ire with Stormlight just behind me.
“I'm sure they'll you take a day off, plus you and Spitfire met each other in the past if I'm correct” Writer mused, not taking his gaze from the library and witnessing two ponies enter. I can already tell he can already taste the essence of the party
“Writer, professionals don't act too carefree at their work” Ire gazes at me, “Ponies act casual and happy outside of work when they have time, working needs their full attention.”
The door opens, glowing in the crimson hue of Writer's magic. My group was greeted by a loud cry of voices possibly made out of brick wall which explains why the group jumped out of their souls from the unexpected warm greeting.
“SURPRI- Oh, wait, it's just Writer and his harems, everypony”
Ire recoiled, glaring at the mare who just said such a nasty joke, “Tch, I'm no partner of such a very immature colt!" She spat out the last two words.
Pinkie, however, did not even flinch. The mare stood before them, grinning at them with a big toothy smile. Behind her are the other townfolks of Ponyville looking at them with the disappointment of knowing they would not be able to start the party yet.
“Yo hey, Pinkie!" Writer gave her a wave and a smile to destroy the awkwardness of the situation they have found themselves in. He shows her the mail she gave him earlier, “we received your letter and decided to come and help you with the surprise”
“You came to help!?” Pinkie gasped out loud, “I'm super duper happy. Please come in and join us surprise the new pony!” her gaze suddenly moves at me, “And as for you, I'm going to throw you a congratulations-for-becoming-a-Wonderbolt party later but that's too late and now I just told you, not to mention I have already surprised you, so this makes you one of the guests of honors!” I mentally chuckled. Ah, Pinkie bringing the best out of Pinkie, what a very lucky mare am I to find this place.
Entering the library, Ire mutters “I hope you got punch. Without the Berry Punch”
Pinkie gets too close to Ire there, muzzles almost touching “Silly, Ire. Berry Punch is a pony why would she be in the punch?”
“Windy!" Averting my attention from the annoyed Ire and sugar-filled Pinkie, I turn to look at the crowd searching for the source of the voice who called out to me. It wasn't difficult to finally find him.
“Heya, Thunderlane!” I made my way towards him.
“I heard you become a member of the Wonderbolts, that must be a very happy success considering all the efforts you made to get to the top!” Thunderlane was one of my friends but not as close as my four other previous friends. We mostly bump into each other at the Wonderbolts Academy, spending our free time talking about almost everything, including his little brother.
Speaking of his baby boy, the colt was just standing beside him, beaming at me with a bright smile. I turned to regard him.
“It has been a while since I last saw you, Rumble." if you had been wondering why I said that despite we live in the same town, well...we stopped seeing each other. I mean it, we just suddenly stop bumping into each other, maybe because I was mostly at the academy or maybe he's spending time with his friends? I don't even know if he even has friends. Forgive me if I sound harsh there.
“It's so nice one of my brother's friends finally got what they wanted” he turned and gave Thunderlane a mock pout, “Too bad my brother's too lazy to become a Wonderbolt!’
I chuckled as those words struck Thunderlane like an arrow, the grown-up stallion frantically yelling angrily at his victorious young sibling “I-I'm not lazy!"
“Oh, yeah? Say that to somepony who happens to work with you kicking clouds!" a voice spoke up. I looked to my right to see a cyan emerge out of the crowd, sporting a smirk, and magenta eyes narrowed and focused on Thunderlane.
Rainbow Dash's attention turns to me, her eyes widening with admiration with a small hint of jealousy, “Well, what do we have here? I heard you're now a Wonderbolt, Windy."
Oh, Celestia, here she comes “That was cool but not as cool as me. But can you tell me how did you exactly make it into the team?”
“Well, I um...I join drills tirelessly, practicing while also getting some bits of rest can be a great benefit towards success, Rainbow" I wasn't sure of my words but it's better to say something than nothing....especially for somepony who is a big fan of the wonderbolts and whose aim is to be one of them. Rainbow, you're not prepared for what they're going to give you if you made a repeated mistake. Trust me, it won't be pretty for you.
“Really?” Rainbow frowned, and mused “Awesome, so I just to work harder then?”
“Yeah, you have to work harder. Working hard can make good results!” not always, sometimes there are shortcuts that are way easier to make, just make sure they are worth doing.
In order not to offend Rainbow, I offered my hoof to her, “Remember, be like yourself. Be strong and don't give up, be the strong loyal mare you are" I gave her a word of courage, I wanted her to achieve her dreams as I did. She might be a bit rough but no-one deserves to be a failure.
My heart stopped cold as I notice her lips slowly forming into an ear-splitting grin. Her fan mode is activities. The instinct to bolt from her is inevitable. First the flower sisters, now you!?
”Everypony, they're coming!”
Thanks to Pinkie, Rainbow's questions never came out of her mouth, the crowd had also gone silent, even I was quiet.
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No, I never said the narration. What I'm talking about is me, the me in this story!
All of us stared at the door, waiting in anticipation for the newcomers to enter the door. I could hear Rainbow giggling beside me, “I couldn't wait to see her reaction” her? It appeared she has met Twilight.
“You met her?"
“Yeah, and her dragon companion too” there was amusement in Rainbow's face, biting her lip as she tried to stifle a laugh from slipping out.
“Something happened when you met with them?” something must have happened which may explain why Rainbow's about to lose herself.
”Y-Yeah, she-”
“Shh, you two would ruin the surprise!” it was even barely a whisper but somehow, Pinkie is still able to hear us, and now she's scolding us like naughty fillies. We said nothing, shutting our mouth in order not to ruin Pinkie's- no, our plan. With the lights closed, we were all ready for the big surprise.
After a few seconds, we can hear voices from the other side of the door, one which I recognize to be Fluttershy's, the rest are new, which brought up the memory about the moment when a unicorn and a baby dragon enter our town via flying chariot just like Princess Celestia has done several times in the past.
Then the door opens, confirming my thoughts. Standing by the door are Twilight, Spike, and Fluttershy.
Fluttershy carried Spike inside like a mother to her foal, however, as soon as she put the dragon down, Twilight suddenly and rudely pushed her Out of the door, saying “Yes, yes, we'll get right on that. Well, g'night!”
Then, slamming the door on Fluttershy's face. How rude! I glanced at Rainbow. Welp, her eyes are twitching but I think she can let that pass. Maybe... I tap at her hooves, staring at her. Getting the message, she relaxed, a smile of mischief forming.
“Huh. Rude much?" Yeah. I have to agree with you, Spike.
“Sorry, Spike, but I have to convince the Princess that Nightmare Moon is coming, and we're running out of time! I just need to be alone so I can study without a bunch of crazy ponies trying to make friends all the time. Now, where's the light?”
It's showtime!
I don't know turned on the lights (probably Pinkie). But as soon after that, we all yelled in almost perfect unison, our voices turning into a roar so loud than 20 lions combined. I couldn't even tell who's voice belongs to Chase or Taffy Buttercup.
“SURPRISE!"
Twilight almost reared while Spike literally jumped two or three feet above the ground as a kazoo plays. As if that wasn't enough, Pinkie blew ber party whistle at Twilight's face. She does deserve it since she slammed the door on Fluttershy's face.
“Hi, I'm Pinkie Pie, and I threw this party just for you! Were you surprised? Were ya? Were ya? Huh huh huh?” It was so amusing to see Pinkie chatter and jumping over a confused and frustrated Twilight
“Very surprised. Libraries are supposed to be quiet”
As Pinkie continued to bubble with the unicorn, Thunderlane chuckled beside me “She looks confused.”
I smiled, “She'll be okay. We all have to go through our own welcome parties when we first move to this village. While Twilight may be acting like a castaway in a different land, she's going to get used to all our town's insanity. Maybe she will even become Pinkie's friend? Who knows?”
“Ahahahaha, that would sound unbelievable. But we are talking about Pinkie making friends, Pinkie never fails!"
We put our gazes to Twilight as she approached a table, sipping on a glass, her back facing our direction. “I heard you and Rainbow whispering about her, but hearing she and her dragon companion of her rode a chariot which sounds too good to be true. I want to know if that was true or you are making up stories again like when you tried telling everypony that you are now good at baking."
“Hey, we promised not to talk about that, and speaking of the chariot story, that's true. You can ask Stormlight, she was with me” I don't know where Stormlight went, but I'm sure she's still inside the library blending within the crowd.
“I wouldn't be taking a risk of getting bucked in the Tartarus by her overprotective friend. That mare got a terrible temper problem." I can agree with him, but Ire is a good mare and a friend of mine. It is just hard to expect kindness out of her.
“Ah, don't say that. Ire may be violent but she still has a heart" I spoke in a soft tone, I don't want to cause a misunderstanding. I may have not to know why she's acting like that, but I knew she would open her heart. It's just...we have to wait.
Thunderlane stared at me, mouth gaped open. I don't know why he's looking at me like that but-
A hoof landed on my shoulder, my body cringed. Oh, Celestia, did she heard us?
“With all that bickering, you three did not see quite the spectacle she caused" I was glad the voice turned out to be masculine. I turned, my eyebrows raise in question.
“Huh? We missed something”
“Yeah, but I'm not sure about Rumble. The lil' guy probably saw it" he turned to Rumble, who was visibly stopping himself from laughing. Writer returns his gaze to us, “If you want to know what happened, then you are a lucky mare to win the lottery!" I'm, I don't understand what you are talking about, Wri-
“Twilight drank too much hot sauce and she literally burst into flames!"
“Really?" I glanced at the place where Twilight was, only see Pinkie putting brown frosting onto a cupcake and tossing it into her mouth. Judging by her friend's reaction, they are probably expecting something bad, but Pinkie said something which caused them to relax. Despite hearing her, I couldn't make out her words since her mouth is full.
“Twilight was her name?"
I turned to Rumble and nodded, “It turns out your aunt, Stormlight, has a good sense of hearing. She heard Twilight's dragon companion, Spike say her name while we were setting up decorations” my eyes searches for Stormlight, but she was nowhere to be found. Ugh, getting lost inside a densely crowded room has its own perks.
“That is so cool!" Rumble stomped his hooves, eyes sparkling as they stare at me before gazing at Thunderlane, “Do you think Stormlight is a bat pony?"
“I don't think that's possible, Rumble. Stormlight is just a pegasus" Thunderlane ruffled his mane, ignoring the pout on his face, “Why don't you go and get some dessert for yourself? ”
“Yeah. I heard there are chocolate chip cookies at the table." Writer added with a smirk.
Rumble's ears perked “Chocolate chip cookies!?" He quickly galloped in an instant, almost bumping into me and Writer on the way “I want one!”
Writer turned to Thunderlane and voiced his thoughts "I envy his enthusiasm.” He let out a long yawn before continuing, “don't want to disrespect the princess while making her 'hot' entry"
I suddenly went beside and jabbed him on the shoulder “Be careful what words you're choosing, Writer” I spoke soft and slowly, making sure my voice sounds like a growling beast hiding behind bushes, “Or those will be your last words before Princess Celestia decided to banish you” I waited for the reaction; the angry voice of my friend.
It never came.
Confused, I look at his face. There was genuine fear; eyes shrunk bit-sized points and wrinkles evident on areas near his eyes and his pulled back mouth.
”Writer?”
This display was quickly changed as if there's a mirror in my place. He blinked, then a cheesy smile formed, “Got ya!”
Realization struck me immediately. Writer was faking it to catch me off guard. I gave him a pout of defeat, then a smile, which grew from a giggle to laughter, “...Ahahahahahahahaha. You achieved victory. But..." I narrowed my eyes, giving him the devil's glare, “You better watch out cuz I'm out for revenge”
Writer snorted “I won't be defeated that easy, Windy" he grinned.
I smiled. It was always funny he says this as those words are now ineffective ever since his failure to failure. There is no way my vengeance would fail. I can already feel excitement fueling up as numerous scenarios appear in front of my eyes. Unfortunate for me, a voice shatters them into nothing.
“Looks like you both are having fun!” approaching us was our two other friends; Ire and Stormlight.
Stormlight is waving at us with one wing raised in the air, her cheerful smile covered in red, which I assumed to be a strawberry jam. Ire on the other hoof was...well, frowning as usual. She seemed to not enjoy neither dislike the party as she's observing a group of ponies before facing us.
“It appears all of you are having fun for this occasion" she smiled, “don't forget we have a celebration to celebrate” aw, killjoy. Just Ire being Ire who ruins the fun in perfect timing.
“We did not forget, Ire" Writer said, which is true for my part. How can I forget something that has been historically repeated for decades and has an important role for both royalty and commoners like us? Though, she may have been just talking to Writer as he easily forgets even the most important stuff, “But when do we leave?"
Ire gave Stormlight a side-glance before giving us a reply, “15 minutes from now”
“Deal!” I glanced at Writer and notice his eyes are now a bit narrowed with determination. Turning to me, he spoke like any brave slice of life young male protagonist of any anime in their school years and surrounded by females when faced small problems, “You heard what she said? We have 15 minutes to make this party worthwhile. We have to start raiding the tables, stuff as many as you can!” with a wink, he charged towards the tables, giving me no chance to stop him.
“Ugh, I swear that stallions won't stop being a glutton” Ire's statement was her own version of facehoof. Why put a hoof to your face when you can just say it? Oh, she did facehoofed, “Aren't you going to join him?”
“Me? I'm not that hungry today. Maybe a few cupcakes can suffice" truth to be told, the blueberry cheesecake I ate hours ago filled my stomach so I don't have to eat, but I don't want to have fun without eating something sweet.
“Count me in,” Stormlight walks up to me “I hope they have cookies. They're so crunchy and delicious!”
“Hmph. Seems like Stormlight's at your side” Ire smiled, but her brows are still lowered, “Stormlight, call me if somepony decided to push you"
“Oh uh...yeah...sure" came Stormlight's uncertain reply. Assuming they have finished their exchange, I place my hoof to her shoulder. She understood the gesture and smiled.
Swimming through the sea is ponies, we made over to the tables, my head bobbing to the beat of the music DJ Pon-3 provided for the party. Congrats for making the party more lively.
As we get closer to the tables, my ears swiveled when hearing Writer's voice along with Applejack's.
“...do you think she will be okay? It's obvious she is not the type of mare to eat spicy stuff"
“Ah' don't know, Wrather. As much as ah want to check up on her, she needed some space”
“Yeah, you are right there. I just hope she wasn't too upset"
Arriving at our destination, I looked around and found him and Applejack by the tables- sweet Celestia, on his plate was a mountain of all kinds of dessert: donuts, apples, cookies; even one of his cupcakes are covered in hot sauce. Is he planning to eat until his stomach explodes!?
“Oh, my” It appears Stormlight agrees with my thoughts. She did not hesitate to approach Writer and confront him about his diet, “um... Writer, don't you think that's too much?"
“Well, hello there, Sugarcube!" Applejack was quick to greet her.
“Oh, hey, Stormlight. Are you talking about my food” what else? You are the pony here who has a mountain of food on their plate.
“Yes. I think you might get sick”
Writer smiled, he understands her concern but “Don't worry. Remember I told you last month that my stomach is made out of a thousand black holes? Besides, I'm trying to make this party truly enjoying”
I decided to correct him there “You mean for yourself”
And he didn't notice my words added to his statement, “Yes, for my myself- wait, what? That's not in my bucket list” he glances at me and glared, “Oh, Celestia's sun, you got me there!”
Chuckling, I point my hoof at him, “I warned you earlier, but you forget it again" I let an evil cackle of victory, earning sarcastic laughter from Writer.
“Ha, ha, ha, ha...yeah, very funny” he rolled his eyes with a smile, before taking an apple from his plate. He proceeds to speak with his mouth full of fruit, “I swear If you have not been born in the same archipelago where i'm born to, I would have mistaken you as Rainbow Dash's long lost sister”
I let out a laugh. It was funny to think i'm related to Rainbow despite our major differences. I don't want to act cocky, but i'm far from her personality and the only feature we have in common is our cyan coat except i'm blue all over while Rainbow was a prismatic rainbow mane and tail, not to mention our cutie marks. I'm more Writer Rhyme than Rainbow Dash.
Which explains why i'm a bit of a featherhead.
“Are you sure about this? Too much chili sauce can make you sick” I found myself watching Writer drooling, staring at his plate containing five cupcakes coated in hot sauce and Pinkie happily joins in to cheer for him complete with pink pom poms.
“Go, go, you can do it, Writer!”
Me and Stormlight watched. Not at Writer but the positive energy-filled mare as she dances like she's in a high school sport event. I gave up to search for words and ended up chuckling. Stormlight decided to speak her concerns one last time by in a defeated tone.
“But....too many!”
It felt like it all happened in several hours before we finally head to the town hall, becoming one of the first to arrive. We waited for several minutes talking to each other about the party. For almost all of us, the party went well. But despite all the enjoyment, Writer had to pay the consequences of trying to become fat in 10 seconds flat.
“Ugh, my stomach" he groaned as we stood inside the town hall, and while he can still stand straight, having a filled abdomen weighing down a pony can be a pain.
“Take that, glutton dumbhead!"
“Urrrgh, don't call me a glutton and a dumbhead!” Ire didn't seem to have any difficulty not any sympathy for Writer. She appears to be more satisfied of his state. Poor Writer. Atleast you have Stormlight at your side.
“Don't worry, Writer. The pain will go away soon" Stormlight gave Writer a caring smile, giving him a belly rub using her wings. Awwww, you are such a sweetheart, Stormlight. I couldn't help but smile for your act of kindness!
“Aiyeeee~ that was so cute~!"
I heard Ire spoke up with a voice of leer “If you were pregnant, i'm going to let Stormlight take full responsibility for you, Writer. But no. Why do you have to be a hollow head stallion instead of an educated mare?"
“Hey, i might not like my life back at home and probably my gender but atleast I don't have to suffer much as a male!” a smirk rarely ever seen before formed in his face, something that was all bad news for every mare who understood the definition of this expression whoch spelled another meaning for 'amusement' “Unlike mares like you who have to go through-”
He was cut off by a buck which ripped through the air and into his face withh great force that made him topple to the ground “There are foals, Writer!” I glanced and there was Ire, looking incredibly angry, “Do I have to remind you why E means Everypony? Grow up and grow a better head!"
*sigh* yes. Just like what i said a few hours ago this normally happens. I can only chuckle and hope she won't give him another beatdown.
”Iree, the event is about to start" there are now a lot of ponies in the building, a few had been start at us but the manority are ignoring the commotion. Unsurprisingly, one of those who had been looking at us- or in their case, giving quick glances at us Is Twilight and Spike. I can see their mouths moving but the buzzing of the expecting crowd blocked off their voices from reaching my ears.
“You're right, Stormlight. There's no time to give this stallion another piece of my mind" Ire grumbled but decided to stop her torment- well, atleast for now.
We don't have to say anything for so we silently waited for the princess of Equestria, Celestia to arrive. Though I might have giggled when Pinkie decided to chatter with Twilight and Spike for a bit. But then, birds chirped just as she ended her speech and Mayor Mare walked into the...umm...stage?
“In just a few moments, our town will witness the magic of the sunrise, and celebrate this, the longest day of the year! And now, it is my great honor to introduce to you the ruler of our land, the very pony who gives us the sun and the moon each and every day, the good, the wise, the bringer of harmony to all of Equestria... Princess Celestia”
Birds chirped, trumpets played, and Rarity pulled the curtains for our shiny and wonderful Princess Celestia as she walks out to reveal her snow-white coat, beautiful purple eyes, and pristine pastel mane as she- wait, where's the princess?
Rarity's audible gasp from the balcony where the Princess should suppose to be now has started a wildfire of hushed chatters of confusion. I felt confused myself and judging from my friends, they too feel the same as they share eyes with worry before looking back at the balcony. Looking more closely, i see Ire's ears turn and her expression darkened. Our attention brought back to the Mayor as she nervously tried to calm the crowd.
“Remain calm, everypony, there must be a reasonable explanation!" The mayor sounds unsure but still trying her best to not spread panic, but after Rarity beat her to the punch as well...offered some help which did help to calm down the assembly.
“She's gone!”
Yeah. That really did the job of causing a sudden spike of panic and realization.
“W-We have to get out of here!" This time, it wasn't Rarity, nor Pinkie, and neither the mayor. It was Ire and she look extremely nervous and fearful. Her behavior received raised eyebrows from Stormlight and Writer.
”Are you okay, Iree?"
“Ire, do you have any idea what's going on?”
“I have a bad feeling about this. We have to go" came Ire's reply. She suddenly wrapped a wing around Stormlight and proceeds to drag her towards the large doors of the town hall which was a very out-of-character for her to do considering Stormlight is her foalhood friend.
”Ire-”
Ire did not wait for me to finish, her glare growing harder “There's no time for explanation. We have to go-!"
A scream was heard which caught everypony's attention, making us all the balcony where our princess is supposed to be there. To my awe and alarm, a bright blue of mist swirled, a jet black mare with flowing blue ethereal mane appears.
It was then when Ire yelled with a slight tremor in her voice as the nightmare from the book we read to scare us into sacrificing our candies to the statue of was once believed to be myth appears to us as a living creature.
“Nightmare Moon!”
