Rumble had always wanted to do this. His brother had finally enrolled him in flight camp even though they both knew he wasn't a good flyer. In fact, Rumble had never been very good at anything. He was always the last person to pick something up. He tried in school, but still ended up with strait C's and D's. He learned to walk a half year longer than most newborns. He never had a girlfriend because he wasn't very "smooth". But that was all going to change today, Rumble thought to himself. He wanted to be a great flyer and his brother always told him that if you want anything hard enough, you will get it.

As soon as Rumble arrived with his brother he felt out of place. It was a bright day and they were on a luscious green field with a track and multiple obstacles set up.

"Bye, Rumble," said Thunderlane, "and good luck," he said with a bright smile on his face.

"Bye, Thunder," he said returning a smile to his brother. He turned and trotted over to the large group of pegasi surrounding a pegasus with a greyish-blue coat and a coal colored mane as well a black pair of shades. He had a rather feminine cutie mark of a rainbow.

"Welcome to Ponyville flight camp!" he said with tough voice that made up for his cutie mark. "I'm Spectrum, but you will refer to me as Coach or Coach Spectrum. Today is the first day in which we will see who has what it takes and who doesn't. Now, does anyone want to demonstrate their speed by doing a lap around the track?" Everyone shuffled to get the Coach's attention on someone else. Everyone averted making eye contact and all looked at the ground or up at the sky. "How about you there?" He said. Everyone looked up at him to see who he had chosen. When Rumble looked up he saw the pegasus staring at him. Rumble pointed at himself with his hoof and the Coach simply replied with a, "Yes, you." Buck. Rumble thought to himself.

Before Rumble could protest, a path was cleared for him to walk through by the other ponies. Rumble slowly came forward with a very hesitant gait.

"Come on now," Spectrum said, "we don't have all day." Rumble progressed forward not moving any faster. When he arrived at the front he was simply asked, "Take a lap." Rumble took a large stance and stretched his quite large wings. He closed his eyes and thought to himself. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.

Rumble's silent trance was broken by a familiar voice, one he despised, "Get on with it, Fumble!" The voice said mocking his name. This familiar voice was Jetstream. The one he hated more than anypony. Jet was a cyan pegasus with fiery-red hair that was slicked back. He had a Lighting Bolt as a cutie mark similar to Rainbow Dash's. He was muscular and a few inches taller than Rumble.

"Whenever you're ready!" said Coach Spectrum, once more encouraging the young pony. He closed his eyes again and sat still until his wings started buzzing very quickly like a humming bird. He came off the ground with a face of struggle and a bead of sweat breaking from his forehead. His midsection that was connected to his wings was higher in the air than the rest of his body. Soon enough his body fell back to the ground with a thump. When he regained focus, he was rubbing his forehead whilst all the other ponies (including the coach) was laughing at him.

The coach stopped the laughing with a harsh tone, "Okay, that's enough. Now kid, get back with the other ponies." Rumble turned red and blushed out of embarrassment and as he walked back, he heard the coach mumble, "pathetic excuse of a pegasus..." under his breath. If it had not been for his pride he would have broken into tears.

"Good try, Fumble!" Jet said. Rumble grew steaming red and wanted to punch him but knew he would loose a fight with him. "Might as well go to the rainbow factory yourself and save them the trouble you pathetic pony."

"Ooooooh!" the class responded. Rumble ignored what he just said because everypony knows that the rainbow factory stories are only pony tales.

"Hey if you're so good then why don't you give a show?" said Spectrum with a hoof pointed towards Jet. Jet only smirked before stepping to the front.

Jet stared down Rumble and said, "Watch and learn," which was audible to the whole crowd. Jet cocked his body back before taking off down the track. He was half way around the track in a little less than 5 seconds with a trail of red following his lap. It was a lap that would of made Rainbow Dash jealous. Spectrum lifted his sunglasses and stared mouth agape in awe. When Jet came around to the other side he landed knocking over a particular pegasus at the front of the group into the mud. Rumble looked up and saw Jet standing dominantly over him followed by a sarcastic, "Oops."

Rumble sat there. Tears beginning to well in his eyes but not yet flowing. Covered in mud he stared at Jet with a fiery glare. Jet saw his watery eyes and took advantage and let out a cruel insult, " Is wittle Wumble gonna cwy?" he said as if he were speaking to a puppy. The entire class broke out in laughter. All Rumble could hear was the laughs echoing in his ears and all he could see was ponies pointing at him.

A loud outburst of crying was made by Rumble before he started weeping harshly. Sitting there, tears pouring out his eyes, covered in mud, and miserable, Jet said, "Look at the bitch cry like a little fucking filly," followed by laughing. That was the tipping point for rumble he had had enough and knew he had to do something. But he could do nothing. He had two choices. Stay
there and cry and get laughed at.Or, get the hell out of there.

He took off running in the opposite direction of the field towards home.

Rumble heard a harsh yell directed at Jet by the coach, "See me after class!"

"Awww, come on!" Jet replied in a grumble.

Author's Note

This was my first story and my first clop so criticism is very much encouraged, just don't be a dick. The story was inspired by the story Detention by Skythorn. A.K.A. The best clop I ever read. I got Jet from direct inspiration out of that story. I encourage you go read that pony smut now...bye.