The Melancholic Life Of Soarin'

Soarin' woke up to the sound of his alarm clock, a loud beeping noise that almost made his ears bleed. Very tiered, he very slowly inhaled and exhaled. It smelt like fresh air in his room, this was odd. The window was open, he forgot that yesterday that he opened it before he went to his show.

His alarm clock was still blaring in his right ear, he raised his hoof out from underneath the warmth of his blanket to turn the alarm off. Silence fell upon  his room, only the whistle of the wind was heard. After nearly being blinded by the sun that came through his window when he opened his eyes, Soarin' looked at the clock, it read 7:32.  After painfully sitting up after a somewhat stiff night of sleep, he stretched, a few crack noises came from his back. With a quick twist of his back and an even louder cracking noise than the last one, he was up and ready for the day ahead of him.

Now on normal nights, Soarin' would just wing it in the mornings, but in the mornings after shows he had a little routine he had. Soarin' planted his hoofs on the ground and walked into his bathroom. He brushed his teeth and picked up his Wonderbolts uniform with his wing, he didn't pick it up with his teeth because he had just brushed his teeth.

Now Soarin', being the famous Wonderbolt that he was, you would think that he lives in a huge house. But the truth was that he only lived in a very small house. He wanted a small house because if it were a big house, it would draw attention. So when Soain' walked out of his room he entered a hallway, you couldn't go the left because you would run into a wall and if you went right the rest of the hallway was their. He turned right and walked down the hallway a bit and came to the closet that was at the end of the hallway. He opened the door and washer and dryer was squeezed in the small closet. Soain' opened the door to the washer, threw the uniform in, closed it, and set the machine to the right settings and and hit a button and it began washing the suit.

Soain' brought up a hoof and started to rub his eye to get some of the morning crust out from the corner of his eye. He did the same thing with his other eye. When the hallway ended, it merged with his living room and kitchen. Soarin' went left to go into his kitchen. The kitchen was pretty nice for a house of that size. It had all the thing he needed, oven, refrigerator, microwave, etc. There were cabinets next to the refrigerator, he opened one of the cabinets and there was all kinds of bread inside. Soarin' reached in and grabbed the bag of bagels, opened the bag and placed a bagel into the toaster that was next to the microwave.

While the bagel was toasting he went into his living room and turned on the T.V. He flipped to the news channel. He was not really paying any attention to the what they were saying, he just wanted something in front of his eyeballs to keep him occupied until his bagel was ready.

Soarin' heard the toaster pop and walked over to his toaster. He went to go pick up the bagel but before he touched it he felt the heat come off it, he decided to let it cool off. As if it were scripted the washing machine made a ding noise, indicating that his suit was done washing. He walked back over to the washer, opened it, opened the dryer, took the wet uniform out of the washer and flung it into the dryer. He started it up and walked away.

He returned to his bagel now, it was just the right temperature. Soarin' walked over to his fridge and pulled some grape jam to go with his bagel. He used his wing to open a cabinet and pick up a butter knife. His hoof wrapped around the jar while his teeth were trying to pry it open. After he got it open and slathered the jelly on his bagel he slowly walked back to his T.V.

While he was walking back to his T.V he noticed something, Pegasi don't really used their wings like he did. Well, every Pegasus could fly like Soarin' but Soarin' used his wings to grip things often. Other ponies would just wrap their hoof around something to grip it but Soarin' found it easier to grip things with his wings.

Soain' sat down in front of his T.V silently eating his bagel. The news was the only thing he could hear, but he was not focused on it. He looked at the T.V to fully understand what was happening the wide world of Equestria. Their was a news mare sitting at a desk looking straight at the camera. ".....Now moving on to sports! Last night the Wonderbolts put on a performance that some call there best one yet! Ponies say that the new recruit, Rainbow Dash, added a new and energetic flare to the already exciting performance that the Wonderbolts usually put on. Fans can't wait to see more from her!" After that Soarin' heard nothing because he was choking on part of his bagel. He had forgotten over night that he would have to go through the embarrassment of telling Rainbow Dash about his shyness and all that.

At this point Soain' had gotten a glass of water to wash down the piece of bagel that was stuck in his throat. He heard a ding from behind him. His suit was dry. He walked over to the dryer and took out his suit, it was still slightly dry. He let out a defeated groan and put on the suit. "Might as well get this over with." He opened his door and closed it behind him and flew off to his doom.