“Did you find it yet?” Rainbow Dash enquired, looking over from the other side of the bedroom at Andrew, whom was rummaging around in a cardboard box, much like she was.

Pausing in his search, Andrew stood upright, placing his hands on his back and exhaling as he cracked it. “No. I don’t see why you need it so badly.”

“What are you talking about? If I can’t find my weather schedule, i’m going to have to ask for a new one from Cloudsdale! You’ve got no idea how embarrassing that is! Not to mention how long it takes,” she whined. Being the weather team manager wasn’t easy.

Andrew sighed again, rolling his eyes. One would think if someone needed something that they used weekly, they wouldn’t pack it away in some random box while they moved house. Of course, Rainbow had misplaced the rather weighty document in the bottom of one of her moving boxes, and had lost track of it.

“You sure you don’t have any spares lying around? Don’t the weather ponies give out flyers telling what the weather is going to be like for the week anyway?” Andrew asked.

“Yeah, the week,” Rainbow said, “The schedule had every day for the next three months on it! As well as all the clouds that we were going to ship in! The flyers don’t tell you that stuff!”

“Can’t you ponies just... live, with normal weather for a while?” Andrew asked, earning one of the most flat faced are-you-kidding-me looks a man could receive.

“Right...” he said, turning back to the boxes and starting to rummage through them yet again. Opening a new box, he began to search through its contents, pulling out various knick- knacks and personal effects.

Deciding to search deeper, he pushed his hand down through the clutter, tongue sticking out. As he did so, he felt his fingers brush against the familiar texture of paper. Assuming he had discovered the elusive document, he began to gently pull it out.

It was only until after it had emerged from the confines of the brown box, did he note that it was only one page, and its contents were far more amusing than a weather schedule.

“Hoo boy,” he whistled, holding the paper right in front of him, admiring the image that was sketched onto it.

“What?” Dash asked, fluttering to him to peer over his shoulder, before her face burnt red with the likeness of a tomato. There, lovingly sketched onto the page, was a drawing that Dash thought she would never see again.

“Didn’t know you were a cheerleader, Dash,” Andrew commented, rotating the picture sideways, like one would admire a centerfold from an erotic magazine .

Rainbow’s mouth opened and closed rapidly as she tried to form words, making an excellent impression of a fish at the same time.

“I- that- I wasn’t!” She finally retorted, pointing a shaking hoof at the drawing.

“I don’t even know how it got in there! Must have fallen out of my old school books!” She said, vaguely remembering finding her high school textbooks and riffling through them as she was packing.

“Man,” Andrew said to himself, before turning to her. “That ponytail is hot!” Scanning the initials on the bottom corner, he commented “Who’s L.T?”

Rainbow crossed her hooves. “It’s D.J. He was an... old friend...”

“Colt friend?”

“...Yeah.”

“Aw, that’s sweet. So what made him draw this?” Andrew asked, still practically salivating over his lover in panties.

“He was an art student. He said he needed something to draw for a project, and wanted me to pose. I didn’t know the picture was that revealing till after he submitted it. We kinda... broke up after that,” she explained, rubbing the back of her head with a hoof.

“You broke up... over one picture?” Andrew asked, disbelievingly.

“No, over a lot of pictures, ‘cause he copied heaps of them and posted them all over the school! He even put in the words ‘look at my fine piece of ass!’” She shouted angrily.

“Ah... Well if it makes any difference... He was right about that last part,” Andrew winked, giving her a sly smirk.

“I still can’t get over those panties! Who knew that putting ponies in clothes made them sexier? Hey, if this picture made you break up with this D.J bloke, why did you keep the picture?”

“Well... It was still a good picture...” Rainbow said, watching Andrew look back to the paper.

“Heh... Pony joggers,” he giggled, not noticing Dash move up behind him, before leaning into his ear.

“You know... I still have that costume...”

Andrew’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. “Oh come here, you sexy mare!” Andrew exclaimed as he reached out to grab her. However, Dash was far faster, and was already at the door to the bathroom,the box containing the costume in hoof.

“You stay right there,” she whispered sultrily. “I’ll be right back, and I’m going to cheer, all night long for you...”

They never did find that weather schedule.

Author's Note

It's time for another game of Aussie lingo translation!

Today's episode:

Joggers= sneakers

that is all!

Picture was drawn by D.J Black and white