Streak Blade: The Life of a Hybrid "Freak"

The following day at school Streak doesn’t play as much as he used to, due to the accident has scared him profusely. Streak decides to lie on a bench while the other children play, and as Streak waited and watched the others a little grey filly with a rose and black mane trots to the bench and playfully taps his left fore-leg. Streak looked at the area where he was tapped, and then notices the filly.

“Hm?” Streak asked.

“Tag! You’re it!” The filly exclaimed as she rushed away from him. Streak stayed there a little frightened, and then the filly came back to him confused. “What’s wrong? Don’t know the rules?” The filly asked.

“I know the rules.” Streak said. “I just don’t want to play right now.” The colt said.

“Why?” The filly asked Streak while getting up to join him.

“I just don’t want to.” Streak said trying to cover his stiches.

“What happened to you?” The filly asked moving Streak’s hoof away from the stiches.

“I fell.” Streak said quickly.

“Awww. Here.” The filly quickly gets a tissue and wets it at a water fountain, to wipe off dry blood around the stiches. “That’s better!” The filly says with a smile. Streak blushes and smiles slightly.

“T-thanks. My name is Streak Blade.” Streak said. “What’s yours?” He asked.

“My name is Scarlet Rose, and it’s nice to meet you Streak.” The filly said.

“You too, Scarlet.” Streak said with a now bigger smile on his face.

As the school year goes on Streak and Scarlet grow older but their bond grows stronger, even though at recess all they do is talk and laying on the bench. On the final day of pre-school Streak is laying on the bench as usual and Scarlet sits in front of the bench.

“Streak?” She asked.

“Yeah, Scarlet?” Streak said.

“Can we play tag today?” Scarlet asked with a smile. Streak started to sweat with fear, remembering the accident as if it was yesterday.

“Uh. I-I…” Streak began to stutter.

“Pretty please?” Scarlet asked with an adorable pout. Streak sighed and took a deep breath and exhaled.

“Okay, Scarlet. I’ll play.” Streak said with a warm smile.

“Yay! Thank you, Streaky” Scarlet said, hugging the colt around the neck, and then boops him on the nose. “You’re it!” She said as she rushed off. Streak smiled, and hopped off the bench to chase the filly. As the two played, Scarlet trips and gets a scraped knee and begins to cry.

“Hold on Scarlet. I’ll get you some help.” Streak rushes to his bag and gets some napkins and wets them to wipe away any dirt, and blood. “Hold still.” Streak said as he applies anti-bacterial cream and bandages onto the scrape. Scarlet winces a little. “Better?” Streak asked.

“Yeah. Thanks, Streak.” Scarlet answers with a smile, and a kiss on the cheek.

“Hehe. You’re welcome, Scarlet.” Streak said with a smile and hugs her, blushing.

That evening when Streak gets home from school, he trots up to Ebony while she is cooking dinner.

“Mommy?” Streak asked.

“Yes?” Ebony respond.

“What happens when you like a pony?” The little foal asked.

“Does my little Streak like a pony?” Ebony said. Streak blushes furiously.

“N-no! I’m just wondering.” Streak said.

“Ok,” Ebony said knowing full well the colt is fibbing. “The first thing I would do sweetie is to tell that somepony, no matter what anypony else has to say. Okay,” she told the little colt.

“Yeah. I think so; thanks mommy,” the little colt said before he hugged his mother and headed into the living room to wait for dinner to finish cooking. By the time the foal got comfortable on the couch, Steel has gotten home from work.

“Hi daddy,” Streak said in a cheerful manner.

“Hey Streak. How’s my big guy,” he asked the little colt.

“Good. How’re you,” Streak asked.

“Better now that I get to hang around my family,” the stallion said as he hugs his son. Ebony trots into the room smiling

“Hey there handsome,” the mare said to Steel as she petted his mane softly.

“Hey beautiful,” Steel said as he smiles from the petting.

“How’re you Ebony,” He asked.

“Just fine; now that I have my big, strong stallion,” she said in a calm, and loving manner.

“When’s dinner? I’m starving,” the stallion said.

“In about 5 minutes, Steel,” Ebony said to her husband.

“Okay. Me and Streak will go get washed up,” Steel said while picking up the colt.

“Alrighty then,” the mare said kissing the forehead of both her son and husband as they trot up the stairs and into the bathroom to wash up. Four minutes later Ebony calls out that dinner is ready, and the stallion comes down with the colt smiling as they sit down at the table with bowl of spaghetti in front of them.

“Mmmmm,” Steel said after inhaling the aroma of the dinner. “Smells good hun,” he said.

“Thank you. Dig in everyone,” the family begins to eat their dinner happily.

The following day Streak is waiting for Scarlet who runs up to him in tears; she then jumps up and hugs him tightly.

“Scarlet. What’s wrong,” Streak asked the crying filly.

“I-I’m moving away,” the filly said as she cried into the colt’s neck.

“What,” Streak said in a state of shock. “W-why,” he asked.

“My parents said they wanted me to go to a better school; but I don’t wanna go! All I know is that, out of all the ponies I’m gonna miss, I’m going to miss you the most, Streak,” the filly nuzzles him and kisses the little colt’s cheek. The rest of the day mostly becomes Streak calming Scarlet and tries hard, not to cry; but eventually breaks down at the end of the day. When the little colt gets home he slowly crawls onto the couch and sniffles a little due to him crying all the way home. Ebony hears the sniffling in a heartbeat and trots to the little colt.

“Streak. What’s wrong sweetheart,” she asked the little colt who fills Ebony in on his situation. “Oh, Streaky. I’m sorry. Maybe you’ll see her again someday,” the mare said as she tries to comfort the colt, whose eyes were red from the crying he had done.