Punky Pistol

           " I'm on my last break.I burned down ONE house, and I destroy ONE window,or maybe 2,or maybe 7.Either way,the cops exaggerated.Its only my 4th time in bars,and they're already telling me i'm on my last chance.One more mess up,and i'm screwed.Damn, its getting late.I better get home."

   Oh crap,I haven't told you about me.I'm Punky Pistol, punk rock legend.Or one day at least.i got a crappy apartment,no job,and a attitude. I get odd-jobs every blue moon, or whatever the saying is,but my bread and butter is theft.Never big things, just stuff like cigarettes,bottles of booze,pocket change, whatever I can find.The scene here is dead,i'm the only punk in 100 miles, as far as I know.Every day,I wake up, steal some change,and hope i don't get caught.I'm alone,got no friends or family here.A girlfriend would be nice, maybe a pegasus,like me.Well that's me.Really,that's it.

    The sun was setting,and the sky is pretty.Few things make me happy,but the sky does.I haven't flew my entire life,I never had the chance,or the training.My life is boring,boring,boring.Then BAM!Sonic blast goes through my ears.A blue  pegasus with rainbow colored hair flies through the air."Oh crap!",I say, because of my ears exploding.She lands.I'm able to notice her attractiveness much easier now that she had stopped moving."Dude,"I can barely understand her."Are you ok?" "Yeah, i'm fine. I'm just dizzy"."Sorry about that," she says."Its alright,who are you?" "You haven't heard of me", she chuckles,"what, have you been living under a rock?"."In a way"."I'm Rainbow Dash,the best flyer in all of Ponyville!" "Woah lucky!," she is,in my book."Yeah," Dash says,"You wanna fly around?". "I cant," I say sadly,"I never learned how to fly". "Don't worry, Dash says to me happily,"I can teach you!"Dash grabs my hand and takes me to the roof of a building."All you have to do is flap your wings and jump!".I don't thinks its really that easy,but what the hell.I try to flap my wings and I run of the roof.I fall.