Life and Times of Silver Script

I looked dead into Rainbow’s rose eyes, I’d never realize how breathtaking they were, “Uhm...” I swallowed, “You had... a couple things to talk about?”

“Yeah,” she said, “what are your... plans for the future?” she said, looking away, I blinked dumbly.

“The future? Well, what are you thinking for the future?” I shook my head, all I could think about were her amazing eyes.

“I want to be a Wonderbolt!” she proclaimed, “Soaring with the best fliers, and wowing the crowds with my amazing skills!” she threw her hooves in the air, like a cheering fan.

I smiled at her, “Wow, that sounds like it would be incredible.” I look down at my folder filled with my notes and stories, “I... I want to leave Cloudsdale, go to Manehattan. I heard they have allot of opportunities for ponies like me.”

She looked at me, “Leave Cloudsdale? Are you sure?” I looked at her, then at my folder. Then nodded.

“Yeah, I don’t fit in up here, it’s just not part of my style, you know?” I smile glumly. From the corner of my eye I saw Rainbow look down. “You okay Rainbow?”

“Huh?” she snapped up, “Yeah, I’m awesome!” she got a determined look on her face. In the corner of her eye, I swore something build up slightly, but when she blinked, it was gone.

“But...” I looked back at my folder, picking it up. She looked at me, my mind wondered, she looked at me?.

“But?” she dropped her forelegs and eyed me, then the folder, then back to me.

“I don’t know.” I looked at her, beaming, “I’ll have to see where the future takes me, won’t I?” She smiled back and nodded.

“Yeah!” she moved and picked up the glass of juice in front of her, I picked up mine. “To the future!”

“The future.” we smiled as we clinked the glasses against each other and downed the orange liquid. We put the glasses down and looked at one another, just smiling. Then something clicked in my head, “Uhm, Rainbow?” I looked down, putting the folder back on the table.

“Yeah?” she said a little quick paced. She seemed a little anxious for... something. I just look at her, my face felt slack.

“Uh, was there... something else?” I looked at her, she looked at me.

The front door opened and my mom came trotting through with a bag of groceries under her wing, “Silver, I’m ho- Oh!”

I didn’t realize it until then, Rainbow and I were less than an inch from touching muzzles. My face immediately burns as I reel back, “M- mom!” Rainbow’s entire body seemed to fly onto the other side of the couch.

“Sorry!” Rainbow yelled, and with a cyan blur, she vanished out the door, slamming it behind her. My face looked like a tomato, not sure what just happened or where it would have gone.

My mom looked between me and the door, “Oops, sorry Silver....” she stood for only another moment, and then walked into the kitchen. I still didn’t move, my mind was still trying to make sense of everything.

The next thing I knew, I woke up, my head lay against the arm of the couch. I looked at the coffee table, my notes and books were still scattered across it. Next to them I saw another satchel with Rainbow’s cutie mark. Without a second thought, I picked it up and flew it to her house.

Her house was a little bigger then ours, but way more well made. It even had a rainbow fountain cascading along small pools around its front door. I knocked three times and waited. As the door cracked open, I expected to see Rainbow Dash, but instead her father stood. He had an equally vibrant rainbow mane, but a more indigo coat to her cyan. His golden eyes searched me, and he raised a brow.

“Can I help you?” he spoke semi coarsely, seeming to know exactly who I was. I nodded and pulled Rainbow Dash’s bag from my back and set it in front of him.

“R-Rainbow left her bag at my house last night, I wanted to return it.” After setting it down, I took a step back.

“Thank you, you know, she didn’t tell me how it went. She just bolted in, flew up to her room, and locked the door. I have no idea what’s gotten into her.” He looked up to a window, I suspected it was her room window. He looked back at me, “So, what happened?” his tone sounded demanding. I took another step back.

“Well, she came over, and I helped her with her work.” I didn’t know how else to put it, and I sure as hay wasn’t going to tell him we almost kissed. I bit my tongue as he looked closer at me.

“Alright. Well thank you for bringing her bag back...” he insisted my name, I tried to speak, then cleared my throat.

“Silver Script.” I swallowed afterward, but he just nodded and turned, bag strap in mouth. After he closed the door, I stood a moment. My eyes trailed up to Rainbow Dash’s window. It was closed, blinds blocking any light. I sighed as I turned and flew back home. I had allot to think about, but my mind scrounged up the basics. Rainbow Dash likes me, I like Rainbow Dash, we almost kissed. I stopped midair and looked back at her house. Focusing my eyesight, I barely saw a cyan sliver from the window, a rose orb peeking at me.

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Rainbow sat in her room, looking out toward the grey and green blur. She didn’t understand it. Why him? Why the bookworm? The egghead? She looked back at her bookshelf, none of the shelves held books, just figurines and trophies, the occasional Wonderbolts souvenir and a pair of Junior Wonderbolts goggles. “Why him?” she wondered aloud. She thought back to what Fluttershy told her, about the small town in Equestria’s valley. What was it called again? Ponyville, that’s right. Fluttershy was going to live in Ponyville. “Maybe she’s got the right idea.” Rainbow said softly.