Dreaming in the Sky

Twilight Sparkle

The moment I arrived at Shy's house I knew I was acting so much like Pinkie my hair ought to be puffing up. But I glanced at my reflection in Shy's small birdbath - hair straight and plum as ever. A perfect time to give it a little wind - especially up in the sky! A grin crossed my face, and I could almost feel my eyes shining. Today.... today I can fly. And Shy is the only person I'd want to do it with, anyway. I trotted to her front door, knocking lightly on the carved birch wood. She said she'd be awake and ready a small time past sunrise. She can't lie - I was sure of it. Mere moments later, my love, my heart, swung open her birch wood door. Her blue eyes were both apprehensive and triumphant. Hard to read yes, making sense, no. I did not, however, show my confusion. I simply flashed the same grin that had appeared mere moments before. Small bits of snow still lied here and there on the ground - but the sky was clear and the sun shining bright.

"Ready?" My voice even sounded like Pinkie.

Shy appeared not to hear it; nodding, she stepped out her door, closing it behind her. Shy's pink mane swished lightly as she turned back to me. I knew what was coming.

"I'll take you up,"

It was supposed to be a threat - but with her adorable voice it was hard to understand.

"Only if you close your eyes. The feeling is so free, so wonderful - I'd love if you would experience it fully."

I wasn't about to lie to her. After all, it was me who was already making her do this much. Though my grin did shrink slightly.

"Alright, then. Can we go now?"

Shy nodded, but did not grab me and look up. Instead she looked into my eyes expectantly - then it finally clicked.

"Oh, now? Alright, then..." My voice slightly exasperated I shut my eyes; tight.

I could hear the tiniest of sighs coming from her. And then, without expecting it - woosh.

I was being lifted off of the ground, but not fast. The air began to grow much colder, but it mattered not to me. Shy's arms were wrapped tightly around me in what I could only describe as the most wonderful feeling in the world. It felt as if we were raising constantly, not stopping to stay at on altitude. Instead we moved on to the next, and the next. The temptation to open my eyes was so great I nearly did. But I kept my word. And then, without even realizing it, I was flying. Straight forward. The speed was perfect but my mind would not focus on the free sensation. I had goosebumps. Shy's grip around my stomach was tight. Her chin sat atop of my mane and I could feel her breath on my ears. The sound was so sweet, so shy... just so incredibly Shy. I couldn't resist at all. In a blind attempt to turn my head I startled her, but Shy did recover quick.

"Enjoying yourself?" She quipped quietly.

Somehow her voice sounded different. Not, not ever, in a bad way. It was full of something that I could only think of in a verse. Something I had read months earlier but somehow stuck inside of my mind.

Small things and

Sweet items

Little dashes of

Little smiles

Small gifts

And tiny shivers

Cups of hot coco

And your voice in my

ear

I opened my eyes and added my own words to my mind.

Love is like

flying

Adoration is like

Soaring

She may be high in the sky

And you may be down on the floor and

She may have the wings to fly

But she also has the heart to

Call me 'mine.'

And gently Shy lowered herself a few inches. My hooves touched the ground. I was not angry, nor dissapointed; neither at the end of my flight or her little trick. She fluttered down softly, guilt freely etched on to her sweet face. And I did what was most obvious. I bent in and kissed her. And then my dream was completely fulfilled; it only took my heart, my love, my Shy to feel like flying.