Those Awkward Teen Years

by Blue Breeze

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Original Character, Comedy
Length: 15769

Two years after discovering his powers in the Everfree Forest, Blue Breeze starts high school in Cloudsdale, trying to survive the situation like any teenager. Can the blue weather entusiast juggle all the crazy ponies throughout both his new school and around his town? With determination and new friends to help along the way, he may just be able to.

This story is a sequel to 'The Mark of Blue Breeze' and a prequel to 'Continuing the Dream'. The first story I highly recommend reading to help you understand this story. As for the second, it's not necessary, but I would appreciate it, and it will help you get any references to that story I may make throughout this story.

Published 2012-04-07 03:34:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-06-06 05:09:26 UTC

First Day of the End of my Life

Author’s Note: Well, here it is, guys. The story that tells about Blue Breeze’s teen years, filling up a lot of that gap I had between the other stories. Now, I’m going to make a few things clear here. You know how I wrote in the other story that Blue didn’t have a lot of friends in high school? Yeah, I changed that. If you’re wondering why he didn’t see them at the reunion, that’s pretty simple. Could’ve been stuff like being too busy to talk, not noticing each other, or them just not showing up. I know it’s a flimsy excuse, but I’d appreciate you guys working with me here. After all, this stuff wasn’t planned back then. And now to state things that must be done to maintain continuity amongst the stories. The mane six as well as most background ponies won’t be showing up and Blue can no longer use his Hurricane Hoof or use his wings as blades. Phew. That sure was a long-winded note. I’ve probably just confused the hell out of anyone who didn’t read my other stories, so let’s move on. Now, as I always say, on with the story.

Two whole years since that incident in the forest and my life hasn't changed a bit. My parents, Thundercloud and Raindrop, were pretty upsert when I got home that night, but considering I nearly died while in there, they only grounded me for a week.

As you'd expect, they were very surprised when I told them about my powers. My little sister Soft Hail and I thought it was awesome, but my parents said it'd be best kept a secret from anypony outside the house.

(Blue Breeze. Imagine any of the teen characters being a bit shorter)

(Thundercloud. Cutie Mark: storm cloud with lightningbolt.)

(Raindrop. Cutie mark: cloud with rain.)

(Soft Hail. Cutie Mark: cloud with balls of hail.)

Being a former Royal Guard member, my dad had also started giving me hoof to hoof combat lessons and made me work exercise from time to time. Yeah, that was just great.

But that's not what today is about. Today's the day I've been dreading. The day I start high school. Not a single friend with me, and my sister will still be in middle school, leaving me to deal with it all myself.

My mother walks into my room as I sleep. "Rise and shine, Blue!" she pulls apart my curtains, revealing the suns beams to my face and waking me up.

Funny thing about living so high up: the sun is REALLY freakin' bright in the mornings. Even though I love it up here, I could do without that.

I grumble as I pull my blanket over my face. "Ugh, five more minutes, mom."

She sighs. "You always say that, honey. But today is the first day of school, and we can't have you being late. Now get up and eat some breakfast I made for you."

I drowsily lift up the covers and sit up to reveal my baggy eyes and bed head. "*sigh* I hate mornings."

"Don't hate, love and tolerate." my mom says with a giggle.

How can she always be so cheery? It's too early for this.

I get up and head to the bathroom to get myself cleaned up. I brush my teeth, brush my hair, and "use" the toilet.

I leave the restroom to see my family gathered around the dining room table for breakfast. At least mom made my favorite. Toast.

I take a seat and start munching down on the golden brown bread.

"Eat up, Blue. It's going to be a big day." my mom says.

"First day of high school. I'm sure you'll have a great time." my dad says.

"Yeah, sure." I reply sarcastically.

"Why so grumpy?"

"*sigh* Besides the fact that I'm going to be completely alone without any friends or Haily to help me survive, nothing much."

"Aw, you're going to miss me." Hail jokes, playfully hugging me.

I push her away. "Shut up."

"Aw, it won't be so bad, Blue. I'm sure you'll make plenty of friends."

"If you say so."

"I had the same attitude when I started high school, but I ended up loving it. I had plenty of great times with my friends and teachers. I'm sure you can handle it."

"I guess, but does mom really have to fly me there?"

"Yes, I do." she says.

"But only losers get flown there with their parents!"

She starts hugging me. "Does it really make you a loser to show that you have a loving mother?"

"Maybe."

"I just want to make sure my big boy is safe on his first day."

Showing this kind of thing is a good way for bullies to target me. Yeah, that's keeping me safe.

She releases me and goes back to eating. "It'll be fine, sweetie. I promise not to embarrass you."

Why do I know that's not going to happen?

"So, how was your high school days, mom?"

"Oh, they were wonderful. I had lots of friends, my teachers were all very nice, and I met the stallion of my dreams." she says, looking at dad. They put their snouts together and juzzle them.

Hail and I fake gag as we watch. "Get a room!" I shout. They both glare at me. "Sorry."

Hail laughs at that.

We go about the rest of the morning simply eating and making small talk. Doesn't this just put you on the edge of your seats?

Once we're all done eating, we put the dishes away and my mom goes over to the front door. "Come on, Blue."

"Just hold up a sec." I say. I rush back into my room to grab my saddlebags, definitely can't forget those.

With saddlebags in tow, mom and I leave and start flying towards the school. Looking down below, many other pegasi can be seen. One pony in particular, our neighbor Mrs. Not, was seen and heard yelling at the papercolt for throwing the paper too hard at her door. She's basically the neighborhood's cranky, old lady who hates anything loud. Hail and I have gotten into trouble with her a few times.

"Seems like Mrs. Not is angry again." mom says jokingly.

"When isn't she?" I say. We both share a laugh as we continue flying.

We reach the school after a bit to see dozens of ponies hanging out at the front.

We land as mom kisses me on the head. "Bye, sweetie. Have a great first day."

Everypony looks over and start laughing at me as she takes off. Great, school hasn't even started yet and ponies already know me as the mama's colt.

Pyscho Principal

This is just going fantastic. Due to mom's little display, everypony, fillies and colts alike, is laughing at me and calling me a mama's colt.

And to make things even better, my old middle school bullies, Dumb-bell, Hoops, and Score, walk up laughing at me.

"Haha! Hey there, Boo Breeze."

"What do you jerks want?"

"We just wanted to say hi to our favorite mama's colt."

"Yeah, does she also tuck you in at night and tell you a bed time story?" Hoops says.

I just roll my eyes and walk through them, completely ignoring their taunts.

"Hold on!" Dumb-bell shouts. He grabs me by the tail and turns me to face them again. "Where you goin', mama's colt?"

Just then, a tan pegasus colt with a royal blue mane and tail and a cutie mark of a wavey blue arrow hits him in the side of his head when he isn't looking.

Dumb-bell rubs his head as he lays on the ground and his two cronies watch. He gets up and glares at the colt. "What the hay is your deal?!"

"My deal? What's your deal?! Three against one isn't a very fair fight." he says. He pushes his head and against Dumb-bell's. "How about you try taking the both of us?"

Dumb-bell huffs as he turns to walk away from us. "Whatever. You two losers aren't worth the hassle Let's go, guys.."

"But, Dumb-bell."

"I said let's go!"

They look at each other before listening to his demand.

I turn to look at the colt and smile. "Hey, thanks for the help, man."

He looks at me. "Sure thing, bro. It was no problem. I can't stand bullies who gang up on other ponies. Besides, you've got a nice mom, that's no reason to get bullied."

"So, what's your name?"

"The name's Zephyr Verve." he extends his hoof to me.

I pound his hoof with my own. "And I'm Blue Breeze."

"Well, it's good to meet ya."

"Same to you."

Now a moment for the awkward silence. We both just stand there as we try to break the ice as new friends.

"So, who's your first period?" I ask.

"Oh, I've got Mr. Long Beard's history class."

"Sweet. That's my first class too."

"Nice."

"All students, meet in the auditorium in five minutes!" a pony up at the front door calls out.

The crowd of school ponies start piling through the doors and halls, all trying to reach the auditorium. As we all walk, I look through the school. Everything in it is so plain. Just white hallways with doors on each wall and a few posters or trophy cases thrown sbout to make it look less boring. It's not working.

Staff and students go into the auditorium as a very large pegasus stallion with... webbed wings, a black and white mane, suit, and coat, and a pair of glasses stands by the door.

Webbed wings? Just what they hay is this guy? As I look at him, he looks back. Dang it! We made eye contact. He smiles at me, sending a shiver down my spine.

"You all right, Bluey?" Zehyr asks me.

Bluey? "Yeah, just... I don't feel right about that one guy watching the door."

"I know what you mean. He does seem pretty scary. What kind of pony has webbed wings anyway?"

"How am I supposed to know? Forget it. Let's just take our seats and forget about it."

He looks at me suspiciously. "Alright, if you say so."

We walk up a flight of stairs up a big, bleacher-like stair case. We walk until we're about half way up and take some seats together.

Everypony in the auditorium continues to talk to each other as the pony that was watching the door walks up on a stage and taps a microphone.

Everypony ignores him as they continue talking. Heh, teenagers. He clears his throat into the mic. Still no response.

He gets an angry look on his face. "SHUT UP!" he shouts, getting everypony's attention and possibly breaking a few windows.

"Good. Now that I have your attention, we may begin properly. Welcome all you freshmen to Cloudsdale High School. I'm Silent Charger, and I shall be your principal throughout your time here."

As Mr. Charge continues to talk, I hear a bit of snickering from my upper-left. I look over to see a purple pegasus colt with a blonde mane and tail and a cutie mark of a purple comet snickering while holding a pie in his hooves.

"Oh no." I whisper.

"What's the problem, Blue?" Zeph asks me. I point at the colt. "He's a dead man."

"This is going to be great." the colt laughs to himself. He starts to take aim with the pie, sticking his tongue out and closing his left eye. "Locked on target."

He throws the pie straight towards Mr. Charge. "Now to go over our school ru-" he is cut off as the pie hits his face and splatters all over him.

Everypony in the room gasps as the purple pegasus laughs at loud."Hahahaha! That was awesome!"

Mr. Charge wipes the pie cream from his face as he glares at him. "So, you like throwing pies, do you?"

"You bet!" the colt answers, still laughing.

"I like throwing stuff too. You wanna know what?"

"What?"

"TEXTBOOKS!" he grabs a large textbook out of nowhere as he throws it at the colt with blinding speed.

The book hits him square in the face as he falls backwards. He gets up, rubbing the red mark on his face. What the buck was that?! You threw a textbook at me?!"

"Yes, I did. Problem?"

"Yeah, that's just stupid! What kind of principal does that?!"

Mr. Charge's ear twitches as he hears this. "Why don't you come down here on stage, son?"

The colt sudenly looks worried at him asking that. "Um, I think I'd rather not."

"Please, it'll just be a moment."

He gulps as he does as instructed. He slowly walks down the steps and up onto the stage area.

Mr. Charge puts a microphone infront of his face. "Now, what's your name?"

"Um, I'm Purple Blaze." he answers nervously.

"Purple Blaze, huh?" Mr. charge quickly grabs the colt by the back of his neck and throws him through the stage floor. Everypony looks down at him in fear. "Now, as I was saying. The rules are as follows: don't talk when a teacher, especially me, is talking, don't disrespect anypony, especially me, and NEVER insult me or my textbooks!"

Blaze groans underneath the broken stage in pain. Mr. Charge leans down and grabs him out of the newly created hole. "Let Mr. Blaze here be an example to you all!"

Blaze mouths the words 'help me' as he looks at us all in terror.

If it wasn't for the fact I didn't wanna make a mess on the floor, I probably would've wet myself in fear right there. Looking around, you can see many students had already done that. Oh, that's just lovely.

Mr. Charge sniffs the air. "I think you all got the message. Assembly dismissed. You may all go to your first period classes."

Everypony gets up and starts flying down rather than walking. No one wanted to step in the puddles.

A janitor pony walks out as he looks at the broken stage and wet bleachers. "*sigh* This is going to be another long year."

Author's Note OC's a plenty in this fic! You can expect way more in the future. Zephyr goes to Zephyr, Purple Blaze goes to Purple Blaze, and Silent Charger goes to Setlet a.k.a. Silent Charger.

Crazy Teachers for a Crazy School

Author's Note: Just a quick note to say happy Easter to those of you who celebrate it. If you don't, then happy Sunday anyway. Now, on with the story(carrying this one between stories because I'm not creative enough to come up with another gag).

After the assembly, Zeph and I walk side by side in shock at what just happened. "Can you believe that?" I say.

"No, I can't. What kind of principal beats up his own students? The weirdest part is how everypony just lets me get away with it."

"Yeah, really. I'm a little scared now. He smiled at me when we were walking in." I shiver at the memory. It's like he was looking into my soul.

"Let's just forget about it, Bluey. Let's just go to class."

"Alright, Zephy."

His eye twitches as I say that. "Don't call me Zephy!"

"Whatever you say, Zephy." I say in a troll voice.

"I hate you."

I can already tell we're gonna be the best of friends.

As the students walk through the halls, they freeze up as they see Mr. Charge walking through with Purple Blaze on his back. Please no bad touch.

Blaze groans as Charge carries him. "Quit your belly-aching. You're lucky I'm being so nice to carry you to the nurse." Charge says.

Blaze just groans in response. Charge comes to a door saying "Dr. Red Cross" with the word 'Dr.' painted over the word 'Nurse'.

"Red Cross, got another one for you!" Charge calls out.

A tall white pegasus, about Charge's height, with a red and white mane and tail and wearing a pair of glasses as well as a suit of armor walks out to meet his boss.

He sighs as he looks at Blaze on his back. "You couldn't even go one day without beating up one of the students?"

"Well, you know me. Besides, I wouldn't have done it if he didn't throw that pie at me and insult me."

"You really need to work on your temper."

"You just do your thing and I'll do mine. And your thing is to help the injured students."

"Ugh, I'll take him. He should be better in no time."

"That's what I like to hear."

Charge gives Cross Blaze and leaves. Cross looks back at Blaze. "Why do I put up with this?" he takes Blaze into the back room(please no bad touch) and sets him down on a small bed. "Now, this shouldn't take long at all."

Cross unfirls his wings as he begins to work on Blaze.

Back to me

Zephyr and I walk into our classroom and take some seats. A pegasus stallion that was litterally different shades of red all over with a cutie mark of a pencil and piece of note paper stands at the front of the class. Wait, that's Mr. Long Beard? He doesn't even have a beard!

"Good morning, class. I'll be your history teacher, Mr. Long Beard. I am a fair teacher. All I ask is that you all respect me by paying attention in class and don't interrupt me. Do that, and we may actually get along. Now, are there any questions?" I raise a hoof up. "Yes?"

"Why's your name Long Beard if you don't have any kind of beard at all?"

He looks at the ceiling before sighing and shaking his head. "My mother was intoxicated from all the drugs the doctors gave her when she thought of the name. My father is the passive type, so he didn't even try objecting to it."

Everypony in the class laughs at hearing this. Even though that does really suck, it's also really funny.

"Okay, moving right along. I want you all to grab a textbook from under your desks and turn to page ten."

Everypony reaches under their desk and grabs a textbook with the title "Equestrian History". Real creative title there, guys. We all open our books and turn to the page. Chapter 1: How Equestria was Made.

"Now, it all started back when the three pony tribes..." Mr. Long Beard starts lecturing as everypony sits and pretends like they're actually paying attention.

I'm pretty sure we all know this already. I hate it when schools do this kind of thing.

As Mr. Long Beard continues to lecture, I hear a noise come from my right. I look over to see Zeph sleeping with his face in his book and a bit of drool coming from his open mouth. Really, Zephyr?

I nudge him a bit in an attempt to wake him from his slumber. "Zeph. Psst. Zeph, wake up."

"*snore* I wanna ride the pony." he says in his sleep. Wait, we are ponies!

I nudege a bit harder. "Zeph, wake up before Long Beard sees."

Looking back to check on the class at the worst possible time, Long Beard looks over to see me nudging Zeph. I quickly straighten myself to try and look innocent as Zeph still lays sleeping.

He slowly walks up to Zephyr's desk, never taking his eyes off of him. Once arriving to the desk, he slams a hoof on it, walking up Zephyr immediately.

"AH! Earthquake!" Zeph shouts as he wakes up. He notices Long Beard in front of him. "Oh."

"What is your name?"

"Zephyr Verve."

"Well, first off, Mr. Verve, we are in the sky, there's no way you could feel an earthquake." everypony snickers at that. "And secondly, do you think my lecture is so boring that it warrants you falling asleep in my class and disrupting my lesson?!" he starts getting in Zeph's face and starts yelling. Geez, his red coat makes it look like his rage could make him burst into flames at any moment.

Zeph looks at me and I just shrug. He's on his own here. His eyes start darting around. "Wel, I, uh..." just then, the bell rings. "I gotta go!" he then dashes off before Long Beard can chew him out more.

I get up to follow after him. "Wait up, Zeph!"

"Errr. You got lucky this time, Mr. Verve!" Long Beard shouts from the classroom.

I catch up with Zeph in the halls. "He's right, you know."

"Whatever. I'm just glad I got out of there alive."

"Yeah. Hey, can I see your schedule? I wanna see if we have any more classes together."

"Yeah, sure."

He takes out a sheet of paper from his saddlebag and hoofs it to me. I start looking over the paper. "Aw, man."

"No other classes?"

"No, it's just that we don't have any other classes all the way til sixth period, the last period of the day."

"Wow. That does kinda suck."

"Oh well. See ya then, Zephy." I turn around and start waking towards my next class.

"I told you not to call me that!"

Like I said, best friends here.

I keep walking to my class, just smiling from messing with Zephy(he mad). Next up: Math with Mr. Square Root.

I reach the classroom and, yet again and shall do many more times, take a seat. Mr. Square Root, a blue pegasus stallion with no mane, a grey tail and mustache, and a cutie mark of the pi symbol, stands at the front of the room with a big smile plastered on his face.

"Hello there, class. I'm Mr. Square Root, your new math teacher. I am pleased to have the honor of sharing such a wonderful topic with you all. Math is in everything. Without math, we would have nothing. No food, no buildings, no working plumming. It would be simply awful."

This guy seems way too into his job.

"Now I'd like you all to take out a sheet of paper and a pencil and do the problems I'm about to put up on the board."

He takes a piece of chalk and starts writing about a dozen different equations up on the board.

Ten minutes later

"Alright, class. Pencils down." Square Root says. "Now, would anypony like to tell me the answer to number one?"

A pony raises his hoof up. "I would, Mr. Square Root?"

"Splendid. What is it?"

"Thirty five."

"WRONG!" he shouts, slamming his hooves on the front desk. "Math is vital to everything! We can't have any mistakes doing it! Getting a problem wrong like that could be the end of us all, you fool!"

Everypony looks at him, flabbergasted. Isn't that a fun word? Mr. Square Root snorts a little bit before composing himself.

"Now then, moving right along. Anypony have the answer to number two?"

Okay, this guy is WAY too into his job.

Author's Note: OC's galore in this story! Red Cross comes from RedCross and Long Beard comes from Zephyr. Yeah, he has two in this story. If an OC comes from someone other than me, I'll say it.

Clumsy yet Artistic

Author's Note: This really has nothing to do with the story, but I thought I'd share it anyways. Why? Because I can, so shut up. Now, I went and used the HUB's official pony creator to create a version of Blue Breeze. It's good, but there are soome very obvious flaws with it. This is not Blue Breeze's official look and was purely made for fun. Now, on with the story.

Well, this day definitely has been pretty eventful. I've only met two of my six teachers and I already feel like I'm about to have a mental breakdown just as bad as the ones they have. Hopefully third period will be better. I could really use a break. I've been on edge ever since Mr. Square Root's outburst.

The bell goes off, signalling everypony to get up from their desks and go on to their next class. Thank Luna this class is over.

"Good work for today, everypony. Don't forget to do the homework that I assigned that's due tomorrow!" Mr. Square Root calls out. Can you believe he gave us homework on the first day? Whatever. I'm pretty good at math anyway.

I walk out of the class to see the stuff you'd expect to see in a high school. Bullies shoving kids in lockers, popular groups talking about stuff that has no real meaning, and overaffectionate couples making out in public. I'm not surprised.

Over in the doctor's(he's just fooling himself) office

Purple Blaze stirs in the bed after Red Cross had healed him. Somehow, Blaze had been completely and utterly healed from all the bruises, cuts, and splinters he had received from Charge's earlier "discipline".

He let's out a yawn as he sits up and rubs the back of his head. "Ugh, where am I?"

"Well, it's about time you woke up." Cross says to him. "You're in my office. I'm Dr. Red Cross."

"Who brought me here?"

"Oddly enough, Charge did."

"Really?"

"Yeah, he asked me to heal you up. You fell asleep during it, and I figured to just let you sleep it off."

"Thanks. Hey, what time is it?"

*RIIIIIIIINNNNGGGGG*

"Well, that's the bell for second period to be over right there."

"WHAT?! I've missed two whole classes?!"

"Yep. You were asleep for quite a while."

"Aw, man! I gotta go! Thanks again, doc!" Blaze then dashes off into the halls towards his next yet first class of the day.

"Doc? Hmm, nopony's called me that before. I like it." Cross says to himself before going back to work. "Something tells me this year's going to be crazier than usual."

I continue leisurely walking through the school, minding my own business, when suddenly, I see a purple pegasus dashing through the halls.

"Gang way!" he shouts.

I see him approach faster and faster, coming right up on me. "Oh bu-OOF!"

He slams into me, knocking us both to the ground. He gets up, looking over at the pour soul, me, who he happened to knock over.

"Geez, sorry about that, man." he says, offering a hoof to help me up.

I take his hoof and pick myself up from the floor. The janitor needs to sweep more. "It's cool. Hey, aren't you the pony who got his flank kicked during the assembly?"

"Don't remind me. But yeah, I am. Name's Purple Blaze."

"I know. I'm Blue Breeze."

"Good to meet ya." he extends a hoof which I pound with my own.

"You too. Hey, what's got ya in such a rush anyway?"

"I missed my first two classes and didn't wanna miss anymore."

"Well, what's your third?"

"Um, I think it's art with Ms. Paint Spill."

"Well, you do know you passed her class on your stampede over here, right?" I ask, motioning to a door just down the side of the hall where he came from.

He looks at it and blushes in embarrassment. "Oh."

"No big deal. Come on, I have her next too."

"Sweet."

We both start walking together as we go over to the room. We enter to find a pegasus mare with a splotchy, grey and blue coat, a bluish green mane and tail, a paint bucket cutie mark, and wearing a pair of glasses.

"Well, now that you boys have arrived, it looks as though everypony is here." she says. "Please go take some seats." we nod as we go take some seats near the back. "Now we may begin. Good morning to you all. I'm Ms. Paint Spill, the school's newly hired art teacher."

"Newly hired?" Blaze asks outloud.

"Yes, this is actually my first teaching job. I've always loved art, and I thought teaching would be a wonderful way to share it."

"New teacher, huh?" Dumb-bell quietly asks himself. Oh great. He's in here? And he's only a few feet in front of me? He pulls out a straw and starts chewing on a small wad of paper. "Let's give her a welcome wagon."

He starts to breath in. "Oh no you don't." I say to myself. While no pony is looking, I stealthily charge my wings and slice off the back leg of his chair, making him fall over and start choking on the paper in his mouth.

"Oh dear!" Ms. Paint Spill says in worry. "What happened?" she starts trotting over to help him before she places a hoof on a pencil and trips. "I meant to do that."

Dumb-bell swallows the paper in his throat before getting up. "I'm fine."

"Good, then just go find another seat. I'll tell them that one broke." Dumb-bell nods before looking back and glaring at me. I just give him my "You mad?" face.

Ms. Paint Spill picks herself off the floor and dusts herself off. "Now then, I'd like to start off with a quick drawing exercise. Everypony, take out a sheet of blank paper and a pencil."

"Draw?! I can't draw!" I say

"Don't worry, you don't need to be an expert. Just draw something you find interest in." Ms. Paint Spill reassures me.

"Well, okay then. I'll try."

"That's the spirit."

I take out my supplies and begin to draw. For anyone who didnt know, I can't draw buck. My drawing skills are basically negative twenty percent.

I look over to see Blaze drawing a pie. How did I not expect that?

Five minutes later

"Okay, time's up. Pencils down." Ms. Paint Spill announces. She begins to walk around the class, inspecting every bit of artwork. "Good good. Everypony's drawings are wonderful." she stops to look at Blaze's drawing. "A pie?"

"Yep." he answers.

"I would've thought today's assembly would've scared you off of those."

Everypony in the room laughs as Blaze just sinks his head.

She starts walking again as she looks at my drawing. "Oh my! This is wonderful." she says. She picks up my drawing. "What a great drawing of the weather factory."

"Well, it's not that great." I say.

"Nonsense. I'm going to hang this up in my class as an example of what students can really do."

"Teacher's pet!" Dumb-bell calls out.

All the other kids minus Blaze laugh at his comment.

Great, now I'm a mama's colt and a teacher's pet.

Author's Note: Paint Spill comes from Zoom. Bit of a spoiler, that's far from the only OC I've accepted from him for this story.

Mad Scientist

Author's Note: Since most of my readers don't follow me, I'm here to announce I'm holding a Q and A. Go here for full details. Not much to say other than that. Now, on with the story.

Other than getting my second embarassing nickname for the day, art class went off without much of anything else happening. Well, except for Ms. Paint Spill tripping into a cupboard and having some paint bottles fall on her, but she was fine. Art's actually been my favorite class so far because it's the only class to have a mentally stable teacher.

*RIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGGG*

"Okay, class. I think that was a very good first day. See you all tomorrow." Ms. Paint Spill says.

Everypony gets up from their seats. "I gotta say, this class was actually pretty enjoyable." I say to Blaze.

"Yeah. Well, despite the ponies laughing from earlier."

I shrug. "Meh, haters gonna hate."

"Haha, yeah, true."

Blaze and I each grab our saddlebags and strap them on. "Hey, what's your next class?"

"I think Equestrian with Ms. Orderly."

For those who can't figure it out, Equestrian is their equivalent to English, which is their basic language class.

"Oh, she's my fifth. Tell me how that goes at lunch."

"Yeah, sure thing. What's your next class?"

"Science with Prof. Chromosome."

"Woah, I heard that guys crazy."

"Considering what I've been through today, he can't possibly be that bad."

"Okay, if you say so."

We push in our seats(yes, I did feel it necessary to mention that), and make our way to the door before-

"Blue Breeze, could I talk with you for a moment?" Ms. Paint Spill asks as I'm about to clear the door.

I turn my head back. "Yeah, sure." I turn back to Blaze. "I gotta..."

"No prob. I'll wait."

"Thanks." I turn around and trot up to her desk. "What's up?"

"Look, I can definitely sense some animosity between you and Dumb-bell."

"I think that's sugar-coating it."

"Well, anyway, if you ever just need somepony to talk to, I'm here for you. Counselors and parents don't have to be your only options."

"Well, uh, okay. I appreciate it."

"Good. Have a nice day."

"Yeah, uh, you too."

I turn back around and join Blaze outside. "What'd she want?"

"She said I could come to her if I needed to talk."

"So, she was coming on to you?"

I punch his sholder. "Shut up."

He rubs at his sholder. "Geez, somepony can't take a joke."

"I can take a joke, I just like getting even."

"Well, we really need to be getting to class."

"Yeah, you're right. See ya during lunch."

"You too. Good luck with the mad scientist."

I laugh and the two of us part ways, on our way to the next part of the gauntlet known as the six periods(not like that, you sick-o).

But I will admit, I've also heard some strange things about my science teacher. Something about a patient finding his skeleton was missing and then no one hearing of the doctor since(shoutout to anyone who gets the reference). Whatever.

As I approach the classroom, I see other students walking in with worried faces. Geez, ponies will believe anything these days. I walk in to see a grey pegasus stallion with a very messy white mane tail and a cutie mark of the DNA structure standing up front. He looks a bit too happy for me.

"Good morning, everypony." he greets(imagine he sounds like a deeper version of the professor from Conker's Bad Fur Day. Look it up, it's hilarious.). "Please come in and take your seats as quickly as possible."

There are stations set up that can fit two each. I go take a seat at an empty station and look to see everypony else take every seat but the one next to me. Did I forget to shower this morning? Probably.

"Now then, as you all may or may not know, whichever, I am Prof. Chromosome."

I wonder if that's because he has too few or too many chromosomes himself.

"And this is your new science class for the year. Now, I'm not going to bore any of you with big details or anything. The only rules are: No fooling around during an experiment, always pay attention, and don't cross the streams."

"Huh?" everypony says in confusion.

"Just a bit of humor for you. Now, unlike most teachers on the first day of school, I'm actually going to start off with something fun. I have planned a quick and simple experiment for you all to do. It is very easy. We shall be applying acids to bases."

Everypony groans.

"Sheesh, tough room. Now, I want you all to grab a pair of safety goggles and an apron to wear incase of an accident. They're all here up front."

Everypony gets up from their seats and grabs the equipment as instructed before sitting back down at their stations.

"Now, you all should already have the chemicals infront of you, all you need to do is have one of you hold the bass while the other pours the acid in." I raise a hoof up. "Yes?"

"I don't have a partner."

He looks over at the empty seat next to me. "Indeed you don't. Not sure how I missed that." I have an idea. He grabs a sheet of paper infront of him. "It seems we have a missing student today. I guess you'll just have to work alone."

"Well, that's just great."

"I'm glad you think so. Now, begin!"

I grab the two beakers filled with chemicals infront of me. "Okay, this shouldn't be all that bad. He said you pour the bass into the acid, right?" I shrug. I lift up the container with the bass. "Well, it shouldn't really matter." I start to pour. "Actually, this is pretty eas-" a drop of acid plops out and lands on my foreleg. "AW! IT BURNS!" I scream, flailing my searing foreleg.

"Oh dear!" Prof. Chromosome says. "To the wash shower!" he quickly runs over and grabs me. He pulls me under a rain cloud and flies up and kicks it, making rain pour out onto me and wash off the acid. "There, disaster averted." he looks over at me now dripping wet. "Oh."

"*sigh* I should've seen this coming."

"Well, at least you've taken your shower."

Everypony just laughs at me for the millionth time today as I stand there.

Good thing lunch is next.

Can't seem to get a Break

Author's Note: Even though he already has two OC's in this story, shoutout to Zephyr for getting the reference I made to 'Meet the Medic' last chapter. That is all. Now, on with the story.

Here's been my entire day so far: Been laughed at, nearly had both of my new friends get killed by a member of the staff, got a nut for a math teacher, got laughed at again, got a bigger nut for a science teacher, and got burned and laughed at again. Well, it could be worse. I could've had the stuff that happened to Blaze happen to me.

I'm still wet from my emergency shower, but class is just about over and lunch is up next.

"I think this was an excellent first day, class. Well, except for today's little accident. Again, so sorry about that, Mr. Breeze."

"Would you stop bringing it up already?" I ask in embarassment.

"Right. So sorry. But other than all that, excellent work."

*RIIIIINNNNGGGGGGGGGG*

"Well, that's the lunch bell. So off with you all." I get up from my seat and immediately start heading towards the door only to yet again have myself stopped by the teacher. "Wait, Mr. Breeze."

I sigh as I turn around to face him. "What's up, professor?"

"Just wanted to give you a bit of encouragement."

"Oh joy."

"I know, isn't it? Anyway, don't fret too much over what has happened today. The first day of school is a lot like your first brain disection. It's always the hardest."

"Yeah, I gu-Wait! Brain disection?"

His eyes widen as he realizes what he had said. "You didn't hear that."

"Yeah... Well, I'll be seeing you later, professor." I spin around and take off towards the cafeteria as fast as I can.

"Alright, see you later!" he shouts in reply before sitting down at his desk. "I can tell that boy is going to make this a very interesting year."

Oh, you have no idea.

Alright, lunch time. I've survived two thirds of the day. All I have left is lunch, Equestrian, and P.E. Hopefully Blaze can get me ready for Ms. Orderly, but something tells me it won't be that easy.

I reach the cafeteria and take a tray at the end of the line. At least one good thing is that as a special treat, they're serving pizza for lunch. I love pizza!

As I reach the front of the line, I stick my tray out while smiling widely. Finally something good!

The lunch lady reachs back, feeling nothing and looking back to see that the pizza's all gone. "Sorry, kid. Pizza's all gone."

"WHAT?!" I shout in disbelief. I can actually feel tears coming to my eyes.

"Just calm down. I've got something special for you." I smile again as she says that. She drops a spoonful of this yellow, globby stuff on my tray. "Macaroni Surprise."

Buck my life.

I frown at my disgusting lunch and exit the line. Hopefully the guys can at least make this lunch decent. I look around, seeing nothing.

"Bluey!" I hear a pony shout from behind me. Sure, they would be in the only place I didn't look. Oh well.

I turn around to see Zeph sitting at an empty table. I trot over to him and take a seat. "Why are you all alone? Did you forget to shower today too?"

"What? No! I just didn't want to sit with a bunch of ponies I don't know."

"Hmm, sounds legit."

"It is legit. But what happened to you? Why is your mane all wet?"

"Well, I-" before I can explain, a scared stricken Blaze walks up to us and takes a seat across from us. "Oh, hey, Blaze."

"Hey, are you the colt from the assembly?" Zeph asks him. He nods. "Well, I'm Zephyr Verve. Nice to meet ya."

"Yeah, you too." Blaze says weakly.

"Blaze, what happened to you?"

"Ms. Orderly is what happened! She's almost as scary as Charge!"

"What?!"

"Yeah, she's more like a prison warden than an Equestrian teacher. She kept hitting anypony who wouldn't listen with a ruler!"

"What? Oh man! I have her next!" I shout in panic.

"Blue, just calm down." Zeph says. "You shouldn't worry without experiencing her for yourself."

I exhale as I try to calm down. "Yeah, I guess."

"Now, what happened to you today anyways?"

"Well, I got Mr. Square Root as a math teacher..."

"Say no more. I had him today too. I get that part."

"Then there was art with Ms. Paint Spill. Everypony in class thinks I'm a teacher's pet just because she felt the need to put my drawing on the wall."

"She was totally coming on to you, dude." Blaze says with a smirk.

"Shut up, pie boy."

He frowns. "You making fun of my pies?"

"Guys!" Zeph shouts. "Focus. What happened next, Blue?"

"Well, then I had science with Prof. Chromosome. I spilled a bit of acid on my foreleg and had to be put in the wash shower before it got any worse."

"Oh, so that's why you're wet and there's a bit of fur missing on one of your forelegs."

"Wait, what?" I pull up my burnt foreleg to see he was right. "Oh man."

"Hehe." he laughs. He looks at my plate. "Ew, what's that?"

"They called it "Macaroni Surprise"."

"Well, it looks disgusting."

"I think I saw it move." Blaze says.

I look down at it. "I think you're right."

Zephyr grabs a slice of pizza off his tray and hoofs it to me. "Here, I took two when nopony was looking. You have that one."

"Thanks, Zeph." I open my mouth as I prepare to take a bite. I guess this lunch wasn't so bad after-

"Hey, Blue Sneeze." Dumb-bell says as he gets in my face.

all. *sigh* Why?

"What the hay do want?"

"I don't know how, but I do know you're the one who broke my chair in art!"

"And your point is?"

"Nopony makes a fool out of me!"

"I think you do a pretty good job of doing that on your own." Zeph says.

"You shut it, Verve!"

"Look, DUMB-bell, just leave us alone. I'm trying to enjoy my pizza."

He smacks my hoof, sending the pizza flying and splatting as it hits the ground. "What pizza?"

"My pizza..." that's it! I grab him by the back of the head and I throw my tray of Macaroni Surprise into his face.

He stumbles back onto another table and glares at me. He grabs another pony's food and throws it at me.

I duck, making it hit Zeph in the face. "BLUE!" he shouts.

I smile sheepishly at him. "Sorry, Zeph."

Zeph grabs his own food and throws it at me. I duck again as it hits a randon pony behind me. Before you know it, the entire cafeteria breaks out into a food fight.

"Take cover!" I shout.

We all crawl under our table. "Now what?" Zeph asks.

Blaze mysteriously pulls out a stack of pies. "We get into the spirit of things and join in."

Zeph and I each smile as we lean over and grab some pies. We poke our heads out and start randomly throwing them at ponies. Where did Blaze get these anyway? Oh well. Doesn't matter. More pie throwing!

Just then, the doors swing open as Mr. Charge walks through into the cafeteria. Everypony immediately stops as they notice him.

This is not good.

From Books to Rulers

Author's Note: Happy Friday the 13th! Grab your lucky rabbits feet and make sure to not walk under any ladders. Nah, I don't believe in any of that bad luck crap. Anyway, the Q and A is up right here. If you don't want spoilers for my other story, then I would recommend staying away from it as it does contain heavy spoilers. Now, on with the story.

As Mr. Charge enters the cafeteria, everypony freezes in place and looks at him. Everypony, prepare for the pits of Taurtarus to be unleashed. Everypony has literally all gone pale. In other words, it's about to hit the fan. Okay, I'm basically just stalling here to prevent myself from dying. I DON'T WANNA DIE!

Mr. Charge looks around the room, at first in confusion at all the messes and ponies throwing food, but then he gets a smirk on his face.

Somewhere else in Equestria, a child weeps as their puppy has just suddenly dropped dead.

"My puppy is dead! Why cruel Celestia?!"

Back in the cafeteria, Charge's grin widens as he gets an idea in his head. "Well, I'm glad to see you kids are making this first day interesting." suddenly, he pulls out a bunch of textbooks. HOW?! "Mind if I join in?"

Everypony ducks for cover as he starts randomly throwing books all over the place. Okay, this has gone from a fight to a motherbucking war!

We flip the table over to use as a shield against the books, feeling every time they hit against it and nudging it forward, even with our combined strength up against it.

"What do we do?!" Zeph shouts.

"I'm gonna pray!" I shout. I put my hooves together and start doing a silent prayer.

"We're doomed."

"This is the most fun I've had since summer break started!" Charge shouts as he randomly throws books. Several brave and stupid souls poke their heads out in an attempt to throw things at him. They're attempt ar-WOAH! That book's gotta be at least teen feet tall! What the buck, man?!

"What kind of book is that?!" Blaze shouts.

"When will it end?!" I shout as I have my head down and my hooves behind it.

As more books pound against the table, cracks start forming. "Captain, she canno' take much more!" Blaze shouts in a fake Scoltish accent. This is no time for jokes!

Charge throws one last book, smashing the table into a million pieces. "Gotcha." he says as he looks at us.

I can't die yet! I haven't had a marefriend or lost my virginity!

*RIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGG*

Charge looks up at the bell. "Well, it seems as though lunch is over. Everypony go to theeir fifth period as scheduled." he drops the book and starts to trot out the door.

Thank you, Celestia!

We each stand up and look at each other. "I'll see you guys later."

"You too."

"Yeah, same."

We go our seperate ways once more to our seperate classes. As I walk by, I notice something. Oh my Celestia! A slice that wasn't destroyed! I grab it and take a bite. Ah, so worth starting a food fight and nearly dying by book... kinda. I quickly finish the slice and continue walking. Yeah, totally worth it.

Now, time for my Equestrian class. I really hope that Blaze was just overreacting to Ms. Orderly.

Over at the "doctor's" office

Red Cross sits quietly at is his desk, filing paperwork. "*sigh* Always so much paperwork at the beginning of the year." he says to himself. His ears perk up as he hears a knock at his office. "Wonder what that could be."

He opens the door and looks out to see a line of about two dozen injured students. "What in Equestria happened?"

"Mr. Charge... books." the student at the front says weakly.

Cross facehoofs. "I knew it was going to be a crazy year, but I wasn't ready for it to happen this soon." he sighs. "Alright, come on in."

Poor guy.

I pass by the office and look at the huge line. "Sheesh, they've got their work cut out for them. At least I didn't get hurt too."

Yeah, imagine me actually getting lucky for once. I shrug it off and continue walking. I reach the class and do the same old same old by taking a seat. Wait...

"Where's the teacher?" I ask outloud

Suddenly, a pinkish pegasus mare with a grey mane and tail and a cutie mark of a ruler walks in. She has a very bored look on her face.

Well, she doesnt seem so bad. But as everypony in the room talks, she smacks her ruler down on her desk, scaring everypony to attention.

"Now that I have your attention, I am Ms. Orderly. I'm not issuing you a welome because, quite frankly, you're not. Listen to me very carefully when I say that you pay attention and don't disrupt me whatsoever. Is that clear?" everypony sits in silence. "I SAID IS THAT CLEAR?!"

Everypony furiously nods.

"Very good."

Okay, now I'm a bit scared. She's not Charge scary, but still pretty scary. Anyone think they'd make a cute couple?

...BWAHAHAHA! YEAH RIGHT!

"Now, everypony take out a sheet of paper and a writing utensil. We shall be going over our lesson plan for the year and I expect everypony to have notes on this."

Everypony does so, and she starts writing on the board.

As this is going on, I can't help but turn my head towards the window and start day dreaming. 'I wonder how Haily is holding up without me. I wonder how the guys are doing. I wonder-'

*WHACK*

"OW!" I scream as I rub the top of my head.

"I thought I said to pay attention." Ms. Orderly says, holding a ruler in her hoof.

"What the buck?!"

*WHACK*

"Watch your language."

"But I *WHACK* OW! *WHACK* MOTHER- *WHACK* I'll be quiet now. *WHACK* Celestia dang it!"

"Hmm, maybe I'm being too soft on you."

"You call this soft?!"

"Yep, definitely too soft. Come with me."

I nervously get up and follow her to the front of the room. She reaches under her desk and pulls out two buckets filled with rocks. I don't like where this is going.

"Extend your wings."

"I'd really rather not."

"Do it. Or do I have to make you do it?"

"I'll do it!" I quickly say. I spread my wings out.

She places a bucket handle on each wing. "There, stand like that and hold those for the rest of the period."

Everypony looks at me in fear as I continue to hold up the buckets.

She walks back to the board and continues wwriting. "Let's carry on."

Celestia, this is tiring my wings out fast. I'd take any of my other psycho teachers over this any day. But somehow I have a feeling P.E. is going to be even worse.

Author's Note: Ms. Orderly is another OC from Zoom. You can expect many more OC's from him to come.

Bad Blood

I feel like my entire day has been some kind of cruel joke set up by the higher beings. All of the staff here except my art teacher is crazy, I nearly died by a textbook, and I've been embarassed to no end. The only thing that's made today salvagable is meeting Zephyr and Blaze.

But right now, I could care less about that. My wings feel like they're gonna tear off. It doesn't help I have P.E. right after this. Oh, doing P.E. with sore wings will be a grand old time.

*RIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG*

Thank Celestia!

"You are all dismissed." Ms. Orderly says. Everypony immediately hurries off. She looks over at me and smiles. "I'm quite impressed you made it the whole way, Mr. Breeze."

"It'll take more than rocks to break me."

She walks over and takes the buckets off of my wings. "Apparently so." she looks at me as I still have my wings up. "You can close those, you know."

I try with all my might to close them, but to no avail. "Actually, I can't."

"Oh well. The stiffness should go away in no time."

"*sigh* Great."

I grab my saddlebags and head out the door to my final class of the day. As I walk through the halls, fillies giggle at me and colts flatout laugh at my stretched out wings. I feel my face heat up in embarassment.

"Nice wingboner, Blue Sneeze!" I hear Dumb-bell shout at me.

Seriously? I turn back and look at him. "That's the same thing your mom said last night."

He growls at me as I continue to walk. Burned.

I reach the gym and find Zephyr there waiting for me. He laughs as he notices my wings. "Hey, Blue. Something up with your wings, or are you just happy to see me?"

I growl. "Your wings would be stiff too if you had to carry buckets of rocks on them for over half an hour. Blaze wasn't kidding when he said that mare was a witch."

"Here, let me help." he walks over to my wings and tries to push them back down. "Hmm, they don't seem to wanna go down."

"Zeph, I'm feeling really awkward right about now."

"Just give me a second." he flies on my back and starts using more force to push them down. Eventually, they go back into place at my sides. "There, see? I told you I could do it."

"Yeah, but did you have to do it infront of everypony else?" I say as I motion to the other kids, who had been watching the entire time.

They break out into laughter. Zeph smiles at me sheepishly. "Hehe, oops."

Oops my flank.

The doors burst open to reveal a green pegasus stallion with a black mane and tail and a cutie mark of a foreleg with a bulging muscle.

"Alright, enough of the laughing!" he shouts. "I'm your new physical education coach, Coach Vein. Everypony line up side by side so that I can get your names."

Everypony complies as he starts going to work. As he works, I can't help but stare at the stallion in curiosity. "Hmm..."

"What is it, Blue?" Zeph asks me.

"I feel like I've heard of this stallion before."

"Really? Weird."

As he comes by me, he stops for a second and looks into my eyes.. "Name?"

"Blue Breeze."

"Wait, Blue Breeze?"

"Yes."

"Would you father happen to be named Thundercloud?"

"Yes. How do you know my dad?"

"Hahaha, so you're Thundercloud's boy that he said he quit the guard to have." he laughs.

"Answer me! How do you know my dad?"

He clears his voice as he tries to calm down. "Thundercloud and I were in the Royal Guard together, but he quit because he said his wife was expecting and he didn't wanna take the risk of hurting himself while his wife was with child."

Now I recognize this guys name. I remember dad bringing him up. "So, you and my dad were friends in the guard?"

"Don't make me laugh. I hated his guts. Always acting so modest to hide the fact he thought he was better than the rest of us."

"He's not like that at all!"

He gets in my face, actually making me back up a bit. "The worst part is how he left the guard and abandoned us. It surely doesn't help you that you have his eyes. I hate those eyes."

I glare at him and push back at his face. "Nopony talks that way about my dad! He is a great stallion, husband, and father! And he'll always be better than you."

He pulls his face back. "I'd watch my tongue if I were you, boy. I'm still the one in charge here."

He walks off and continues to get more names.

"Who does he think he his?" I quietly ask myself.

"You gonna be all right, Blue?" Zeph asks me.

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

"That's good. I think it's pretty cool how your dad was in the guard. I'm thinking of joining it someday."

"You?"

"I may not look like much, but I'm the fastest pegasus of my age that you'll ever see."

"Really?"

"Yeah, that's how I got my cutie mark. I used my speed and aerial manuevering to outrun a gang of bullies."

"Wow. That's actually pretty sweet."

"I know." he says kinda smugly. He looks at my flank. "Hey, what does your cutie mark mean?"

I start to get nervous as he asks that. "Well, I, uh..."

"Enough talking!" Vein shouts. "Now that I have all your names, we may begin. I want everypony to start running laps around the inside of this here gym."

"That doesn't sound so bad." Zeph says.

We start to trot before Vein puts a hoof on my sholder. "Not you, Blue Breeze. I want you to do one hundred wing ups."

"One hundred?! That's way too many."

"Then you better get started." he says with an evil smirk.

I grumble as I get on the floor and start using my wings to push myself up over and over again.

As Zeph trots around, he looks over at me and frowns. He stops his trotting and goes over to the coach.

"What is it, son?"

Before you ask, no, they're not related.

"I don't think this hard enough. Can I get the same work out as Blue?" he asks, pointing at me.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

He shrugs. "Fine then. Have at it."

Zeph nods and joins me in the middle of the room. "What are you doing here?"

"You shouldn't have to suffer alone. I wanted to help you out."

I smile at him. "Thanks, Zeph."

"No problem."

Vein comes over to us, grinning. "Feeling the heat yet, Breeze?"

I smirk at him. "My dad trained me for this. You can't break me."

"Oh, we'll see about that."

Indeed we shall.

With a Bit of Help from Friends

Author's Note: For those of you who may care(very few I imagine), I went and made a new group called 'Blue Breeze's Place'. I encourage OC's to join and even post their own stories if they wish. But enough about things you don't care about. Now, on with the story.

My luck is just incredible, isn't it? The guy who chooses all of my physical workouts for the year happens to have a grudge against my dad is deciding to take it out on me. Oh well. At least I've got a good friend like Zeph to help me out.

"Ninety eight... ninety nine... one hundred!" I say as I finish the wing ups. Celestia, I'm bucking tired!

"I'm done too!" Zeph says.

Vein smirks as he walks over to us. "I'm surprised you were able to do them all. Then again, I guess I shouldn't underestimare Thundercloud's boy."

"You better bucking believe it."

He snears at me. "You should watch that tongue of yours. Having a mouth like thatt could get you killed." he takes the whistle he has hanging around his neck and blows on it. "Alright, no more running laps."

"YAY!" the rest of the class shouts in joy.

"I've got something special planned. I'll need six volunteers."

"We'll do it, coach!" a voice in the crowd says. Out from the crowd steps Dumb-bell and his two cronies, Score and Hoops.

Like, seriously?

Vein gives Zeph and I an evil grin. "I'll also take you two."

"Of course you would." we say.

"Now I only need one more volunteer." everypony else just stands there in silence as he looks at them. "Well? Come on you whimps!"

"I'll volunteer." a pony says. A large, at least for a freshman, black pegasus colt with a red and gold mane and tail and a cutie mark of weights steps up.

"Excellent. Now that we have a our volunteers, we're going to be playing..."

Red Cross' office

"And... there." Red Cross says as he finishes healing up his final patient. He wipes his forehead of any sweat. "It took longer than I thought, but I'm done."

"Thanks, doctor." the patient says as they leave the room.

Cross waves them off before going back to his desk.

Back in the gym

"Dodgeball."

Back in the office

Cross scratches his chin as he gets a weird feeling.. "My doctor senses tell me my work for the day isn't quite over yet."

Back to the gym... again

"All right!" Dumb-bell and his friends shout in excitement.

"Buck." I say.

"We're going to be doing this in teams of three. Dumb-bell, Hoops, and Score on one team. You other three can go together."

Well, I'm at least glad the really big dude is on our team.

"Take your sides." Vein says.

We follow his orders and take one side of the court. Three red balls stand at the line in the middle.

I eyeball the colt from earlier. "So, why are you helping us?"

He shrugs. "This seemed like fun. Besides, I've seen the junk coach has been putting you through. You don't deserve that over some stupid grudge."

I smile. "Thanks. I'm Blue Breeze."

"I'm Zephyr Verve."

"You can call me Drax."

"Enough talking!" Vein shouts. "Allow me to go over the rules of dodgeball. This will be a dumbed down version."

Dumbed down is right.

"We'll be playing with three on each team and three balls. If you get hit by a ball, you're out for the rest of the game. If your opponent catches your ball, you're out. He may use the balls to reflect other balls. If your ball gets knocked out of your hooves, you're out. There will also be no flying. Any questions?"

"Yeah, wha-"

"Good. Then let's begin."

He takes his whistle and blows on it once again. I think my ears are ringing.

As soon as the game starts, we all dash for the balls in the center. With his speed, Zeph easily outruns the others and grabs the ball in the exact center. He takes the ball and throws it at Hoops only for him to duck under it.

Hoops grabs the ball to his left and chucks it at Zeph. Zeph gets on his hindelegs and bends backwards, doing a kind of dodge straight out of the Maretrix.

Dang!

Drax runs over to pick up the ball and get ready. But before he can throw, Dumb-bell takes the remaining ball and chucks it at him really hard. Even with Dumb-bell's strength, Drax's strength is more than enough to use his ball to deflect it.

I quickly go take the rebounded ball and chuck it at Score. Score isn't that bright, so he takes the ball straight to the face.

*WHIR* "Score's out!" the coach shouts.

The fat pegasus sulks as he walks off the court, a red mark on his face.

"One down, two to go." I say.

"I'm on it." Drax says. He takes his ball and chucks it right at Hoops. Hoops doesn't have enough time to react, so it hits him right in the mouth.

*WHIR* "Hoops is-" before he can continue, Hoops gets up, showing that he caught the ball in his mouth. HOW THE BUCK?!" "Never mind. Drax is out!"

Drax looks at Hoops in disbelief as he walks off. "I don't even..."

While we're still in shock, Hoops actually uses his mouth to throw the ball at Zephyr.

"Zeph, watch out!"

"What?! Oh!" he notices the ball coming at him and turns around to buck it back at Hoops, hitting him right in the gut this time.

*WHIR* "Hoops is out. Only one left on Dumb-bell's team."

"Nopony does that to my friend but me!" Dumb-bell shouts. He takes the ball on his side of the court and throws it at Zeph.

"Woah!" as the ball comes close, Zeph uses his wings to fly above it. "HA! You should stick to weight-lifting."

*WHIR* "Verve, you're out!"

"What?! Why?!"

"I said no flying!"

Zeph looks at his wings and then below himself to see that he was indeed hovering. "Aw, man."

I facehoof.

"Two ponies left! Here's the game point!"

Dumb-bell and I stare each other down from each side of the court. We each grab a ball and rear our hooves back. As I throw my ball, I feel an energy surge go through it, making it rocket out of my hooves and making it shoot off with with visible wind around it. Dumb-bell throws his ball on a course straight for mine. My ball just knocks his clean out of the way, getting a scared look out of Dumb-bell. The ball goes straight into his abdomin and knocks him a few hooves back, making him slide as he lands.

Everypony in the room just sits in aw at the throw I just made. I look around and rub the back of my head.

After a whole minute of silence, Zeph and Drax run up to me. "That was so awesome, Blue!"

"Yeah, it was amazing!"

The rest of the class begins to cheer for me. "Well, I couldn't have done it without you guys." I say to them.

We all do a group high hoof in celebration.

As we celebrate, Vein looks at us in frustration. "You got lucky. That was only the first day. It only gets harder from here on out."

Author's Note: Drax comes from vl4d4r. It really is seeming like I can't go a chapter without a new OC being introduced. Oh well. It's what happens in a fic such as this.

The Day's not over Yet

Author's Note: Nothing to do with the story here, but I did want to announce I started doing a movie review series on my blog, starting with the review I did of the recent Three Stooges movie right here. Now, on with the story.

As the game of dodgeball ends, the rest of the class cheers for our victory. I think sending Dumb-bell flying and this right here does a good job of making up for all the hay I went through today. Oh, and making friends with Zeph, Blaze, and Drax is awesome too.

Off in the distance, the coach blows his whistle. "Okay okay, that's enough. Everypony head to the locker rooms and hit the showers."

"How do we pick out lockers?" Drax asks.

"I don't really care. It'll just be first come first serve."

Hearing that, everypony hurries over to the locker rooms to pick out their lockers(no, really?). Upon entering the locker room, we each pull out our combination locks and grab some lockers next to each other.

"Hey, Blue?" Zeph says.

"What is it?"

"What was with that throw earlier?"

"Yeah, I literally saw the wing coming off of that ball." Drax adds.

"Um, well..." I look around the room. Too many ponies here right now. "I'll tell you later."

They eye me suspiciously for a minute before going back to putting away their things. "Well, okay then."

The coach barges through the doors. "Okay, ladies. Time for showering!"

"Showering? As in, infront of everypony else?" Zephyr asks worriedly.

"Well, no duh, Sherclop. Of course everypony is showering together."

Zephyr starts to sweat, not from working out, but a nervous sweat.

"What's up, Zeph?" Drax asks him.

"I can't shower infront of everypony!"

"Why not? It's not like we wear clothes anyway? Everypony can see each other naked already." I say.

"I know. It just feels weird to wash myself in public."

I put a hoof around him. "Don't worry. Zeph. We'll be going in with you. It'll be fine. Right, Drax?"

"Yeah, no need to worry."

He looks at the showers for a minute before turning back to us. "Well, okay."

"That's the spirit."

We finish putting our stuff away and head on into the showers, a thick layer of steam already inside from all the showers already on.

We each turn on some shower heads next to each other and let the warm water enevelope us as it washes away our sweat.

"Hmm, I guess this isn't so bad after all." Zeph says.

"See? What'd we tell ya? Just remember to not drop the soap." I say.

"Why's that?"

I wink at Drax, him smiling at me in response. "It happens in prison all the time." Drax starts. "You drop the soap, which on its own isn't a big deal."

As he continues, I stand behind Zeph. This is gonna be good.

"But as you bend down to pick it up, do you know what the other inmates do?"

"W-What?"

"They rape ya!" I shout as I grab Zeph by the flanks.

"AAAAHHHHH!" he screams. He rears back and bucks me, sending me right out of the showers. Dang, he's got some power in those hindlegs.

I groan as I lay on the floor outside of the showers. Vein smirks at seeing me fly out and hit the ground with a hud.

"I think that's the cue for showers to end." he blows his whistle, signalling for everypony to exit the showers.

I get up on my legs as the others come out of the shower. "Sorry about that, Blue. But that was seriously not cool." Zeph says.

"No, you're right. I deserved that."

"Then we're in agreement."

"Yeah yeah."

We grab some towels off of a nearby stand and dry ourselves off with them, discarding them into a bin as we finish drying. After drying, we grab our things out of our lockers.

"So, you guys got anything planned after school?" Drax asks us.

"Nah, I was just gonna head on home." Zeph says.

"Me too. I could use a nap with the day I had."

"Oh, okay. Guess I'll be seeing you guys around then."

*RIIIINNNNNGGGGGG*

"Well, see ya, guys." I say as I walk off with a bit of a wave.

"See ya, Blue." Zeph says.

"Yeah, see ya later."

I walk out of the gym and back into the halls, now filled with students trying to leave. Man, I hate traffic. As I walk through the halls, I have to push my way passed groups upon groups of students.

Just then, a speeding cyan pegasus mare with a rainbow mane and tail runs into me and knocks me down.

She stops for a second to help pick me up. "Sorry about that. Gotta dash!" she says before speeding off again.

I dust myself off in annoyance. "I'll be glad if I never see her again." I say to myself.

(For those who have read my other story: OH THE ANVIL OF IRONY!)

I continue to walk before I eventually reach the school's front entrance and leave. About time.

Before I leave, I see Mr. Charge standing outside and carrying a book. Oh no.

*WHAM*

The book hits me right in the face, knocking me to the ground for a moment before I get up. "What the buck?!"

"I'm just properly making sure every student has received a Cloudsdale High welcome." he says smugly. "Good day, Mr. Breeze."

Wait, how did he know my name? Buck it. I'm too tired to care right now.

I sigh as I walk off and back to my house. Yes, walk. Why? Because I want to rest, do you mind? As I walk, I come across a soda machine. I could use a can right about now. I put in a bit and hit a button for Ponsi. The can falls out the bottom and I grab it, quickly cracking it open and talking a swig.

"Ah, that hit the spot."

"There he is, bro!" I hear a voice yell from behind me.

I turn around to see Dumb-bell with a green pegasus colt with a lighter green mane and tail and a cutie mark of a treadmill. He looks to be about Drax's size, only a little older.

"You sure?" he asks Dumb-bell.

"Yeah, he's the one who beat me up during P.E., Treadmill."

Oh buck me.

Treadmill grabs me by the scruff of my chest and hoists me up to his level. "You pickin' on my brother?"

"Me? No no no. Of course not."

"I think you're lying."

I take a look down at the soda can still in my hooves. "Well, how's this for lying?" I pour the soda out over his head.

"AH! My eyes!" he wales. He releases his grip from me to wipe his eyes of the sugary drink.

I try to use this moment to escape, but Dumb-bell body checks me against a wall. "You're not going anywhere."

"No he's not." Treadmill says, now able to see again. He throws a hoof at me, hitting me right across the face.

There's no way I can fight these guys on my own. Somepony help!

Just then, as if he could hear me, Drax comes down and throws Treadmill back away from me by his tail.

"How about fighting somepony your own size?"

Treadmill snorts at him and smirks. "Sure, why not?"

While Dumb-bell stands there looking confused, I sneak up behind him and buck him in back, making his body shoot forward and hit Treadmill. Drax uses this chance to rear back a foreleg and hit Treadmill right between the eyes.

The two brothers fall on top of each other as Drax and I stand over them. "So, you want some more?" Drax asks in an intimidating voice.

The two of them get up as they snear at us. "This isn't over." the two then fly off in defeat. Wow. That was easier than I thought it'd be.

Drax looks over at me. "You all right, Blue?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Good to hear."

"Yeah, it's a good thing you showed up when you did. Second time you've helped me out today."

"Don't sweat. I just hope that bruise on your cheek clears up."

"I have a bruise?"

"Yeah, it's pretty noticeable through your blue fur."

"Aw man. Now my parents are gonna worry over it."

"Well, good luck with that. I'll be seeing ya."

"Yeah, see ya."

The two of us share a brohoof before departing.

School may be over, but the day's not over yet.

Author's Note: Treadmill, believe it or not, is an OC I borrowed from KillJoy. Anyone who's read his story will have to think pretty far back to remember him.

Family Support

If it's not one thing, then it's another. I finally get out of school after surviving through six periods and lunch just to nearly get my flank kicked by some stupid bullies that I thought I was done with for the day. When my parents see my face, they're gonna freak. Not because they'll be mad at me, but because they'll freak out over something so small. My parents sure are over-protective oveer a kid with supernatural powers who beat up three manticores when he was only twelve.

*sigh* Why is Celestia so cruel? Well, no changing what's been done. All I can do is deal with as it comes. But Dumb-bell is definitely going to pay for this. I'll go see if Blaze has any ideas on that later.

As I continue to walk down the ccloud road, I come across a store window. I look at my reflection in the mirror and put a hoof up to my bruised face. Oh man. Why couldn't I have purple fur like Blaze?

I exhale as I drop my head and continue walking down the street. Oh great. As if the day couldn't get any worse, I have to walk by Mrs. Not's house to get home. As I walk by, the violet pegasus mare with the grey mane and tail and phonograph cutie mark sits on a rocking chair on her porch.

"You stupid kid! Stay away from my house!"

I stop and turn to her. "Crazy old bat! I'm nowhere near your house!"

"Is that any way you talk to your elders, you little brat?!"

"Exactly! You're elderly! Can't you just act your age and die already?!"

"Die?! HA! I've got another hundred years still left in me! I ain't dyin' anytime soon!"

I growl before I continue my trot passed her house. Well, at least she didn't sick her pet bird on me this time. There's something.

As I walk for a bit longer, I reach my two story cloud house and walk inside, trying not to alert anypony that I'm home just yet.

I quietly make my way upstairs to my room and unstrap my saddlebags from my back. I toss them onto my desk and then plop down onto my bed.

I sigh in relief. "Ah, this is what I've been waiting for all day."

Just then, my door suddenly opens as my mom walks in. "Blue?" she asks, raising an eyevrow.

"Oh, h-hey, mom." I reply nervously, making sure to not let her see my right cheek.

"Well, not that I'm not glad to see you, but when did you get home?"

"Oh, just a minute ago. I had a long day, so I just rushed up to my room for a nap. What are you doing in here?"

"I heard a noise coming from inside as I was walking through the hall."

I really need to work on my stealth.

"Oh, sorry about not letting you know I was home."

"It's fine." she walks up and takes a seat on the foot of my bed. "So, how was your first day of school? Haily had a nice time at her's."

I make sure to have my face turned during this to continue hiding my face. "Well, it started off with the principal beating up one of the students."

She giggles. "Oh, honey. Enough with the joking."

Great, so even the idea of the principal being a psycho is so crazy that she won't believe it. That's perfect.

"*sigh* I did make some friends today."

"Oh, that's wonderful. I just knew you would. Any girls?" she asks curiously.

"Mom!"

She giggles again. "Oh, you know I'm just teasing you, honey." she gives me a quizzica look as she notices my head. Blue, why do you keep turning your head in that position?"

"Oh, uh, no reason."

She leans over and reaches out her forelegs, using them to grab my head. "Blue, turn your head. I know you're hiding something."

"No, I'm not!"

She turns my head around and gaps as she sees my bruise. "What happened to your face?!"

I exhale as I look down and back to her. "Look, it's no big deal. I had a bit of a scuff with some bullies, but one of my friends helped me out. I'm fine."

"Fine?! That bruise is nearly as big as your eye!"

Which is saying a lot for ponies.

Haily walks by the front door as my mom continues looking at me. "Hey, mom. What's with all the-" she stops as she notices me. "Hey, Blue. When did you get home?"

"Minute ago." I answer nonchalantly.

She walks up to us. "Well, how was-" she stops again, this time from seeing my face. "Woah! Where'd that come from? Did you get in a fight and lose?"

"Opposite. I got in a fight and won."

"That's so cool."

"Haily, don't encourage your brother to do those kinds of things." my mom tells her.

"It's not such a big deal, mom. It's just one bruise."

"One bruise is one too many. Maybe I should get in contact with the school and talk to them about this."

"NO!" I shout, smacking her hooves away.

She stares at me in shock. What do you mean?"

"I don't need you making this a bigger deal than it is. You already made me a laughing stock when you dropped me off."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Ugh, you don't get it. Let's just drop it, please?"

"But, Blue, this is serious."

"No, you making me an even bigger laughing stock than I already am because you decided to fight my own battles for me is serious. If it's even possible for me to be an even bigger laughing stock!" I get up from my bed in a huff. "Just drop it and leave me alone."

I leave the room and my mom and sister, the two of them shocked at my reaction. "I was just trying to help."

"Mom, you really don't understand kids." Haily says.

"What do you mean?"

"If we were still little, getting involve would be okay, but being teenagers is totally uncool. Blue doesn't need help, just support."

She puts a hoof to her chin as she thinks about it. "Hmm, I'll have your father talk to Blue about it when he gets home from work. He's always been better at getting through to him than me."

Haily nods at her. "I think that'd be a good idea."

Several hours later

It is now late in the evening, the sun barely up and now making the sky a bright orange mixed with dark blue. I sit on top of the house, the place I always go when I like to think in silence.

I look over the nearby buildings as I think, the light shrining through their windows and everypony now inside.

As I sit, my dad flies up and takes a seat next to me. "Hey, bud. What's up?"

I shrug. "Not much."

"That's not what your mother tells me. She says school didn't go so well. And I can tell from your bruise that it's true."

I sigh. "Yeah, it's no big deal. I'm fine. I can handle any bullies."

"I know you can."

"It's the teachers I'm worried about."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah, the principal is a maniac who beats up the students."

He chuckles. "Really now?"

"Yeah, I know. You don't believe me either."

"No, I do."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I know you wouldn't lie about something like that."

"Well, not just him. My other most of my teachers are also really crazy."

"Do tell."

I definitely got my smart flank attitude from him. "Well, does the name Vein ring any bells."

"Vein? As in, the Vein I mentioned to you was in the guards with me before I got a ob at the weather factory?"

"Yeah, he's my P.E. coach. He's taking his grudge against you out on me."

His look hardens. "Doesn't surprise me. He's always been a real snake."

"That's being a bit too nice."

He chuckles again, lightening his mood. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Back when we were in the guard, we were always butting heads. He was a tota show-off and he was really bull-headed. We were always getting into arguements and even a few fights. Then one day, your mom told me she was pregnant with you. I wanted to quit my job as a guard so it didn't continue to worry her and so that I could help take care of her and you. Vein was really against the idea, but I didn't care. The only thing I cared about were you guys. I'd even put my life on the line for you guys. To me, you're even more important than the princess."

"Really, dad?" I ask.

He nods. "Really. Blue, I know you can get through all this. Mom told me you made some good friends who really helped, right?"

"Well, yeah."

"See? You're not going through it alone. I know you're tough enough to get through this. Don't let anypony, especially Vein, get in your way. Understand?"

I give him a determined look. "Yeah, I got it."

He pulls me into a hug. "That's my boy." we break the hug as he puffs out his wings. "Well, I'll see you inside. Mom's making macaroni for dinner."

Macaroni? "Um, I think I'll pass."

He chuckles. "Alright, suit yourself."

He flies back inside to meet my mom in the kitchen. "So, how'd it go?"

"I think he'll be just fine."

Bonus Chapter: Missing Mother's Day

Author's Note: Been a while since we've been here, huh? Welcome to my late Mother's Day special. Now, as you know, last chapter ended with Blue's end of the first day of school. Since school started in September, and Mother's Day is in May, that means this is a special chapter. The events of this chapter do happen, but after this chapter we'll be going back to the school's early days, as I know you guys don't wanna miss most of Blue's first year. As for any characters or weird things that appear in this chapter, I'm going to leave them a mystery until when Blue first discovers them himself. So that means I won't be explaining anything until later. Hey, it's my fic and I can do what I want. Just trust me, okay? Also, thanks for one thousand total views. Now, on with the story.

I slowly open my eyes, this time not being binded by my mom opening my window and shining the sun on my face. Well, this Sunday is already going well. Wonder why shes not up though. And why did I bring up it being Sunday? Oh well.

I get up from my bed and head out into the hallway. I look over out into the kitchen, but see nothing. Where is she?

Just then, my parents' bedroom door opens and my mom steps out wearing a robe.

"Hey, mom." I say.

"Oh, good morning, sweetie." she says with a mixture of sleepiness and cheer. "Is there something you want to tell me today?"

"Uh... Good morning?"

She giigles. "I mean besides that."

"Uh... Where's breakfast?" I say sheepishly.

Her smile drops into a frown. "Oh, okay. I'll get started on it.

But before she goes, Haily steps out of her room. "*yawn* Morning." she says.

Mom turns to her and starts smiling again. "Morning, Haily. s there something YOU wanted to say to me today?"

Haily starts tapping her chin. She opens her moyth to talk, but closes it as she thinks some more. She eventually gives up. "Nothing I can think of."

Mom just sighs as she walks to the kitchen. "I'll just get breakfast going then."

Haily and i look at each other in confusion, but quickly shrug it off as nothing.

As Raindrop starts cooking breakfast, she starts trying to cheer herself up. 'Maybe they're just pretending not to know so they can surprise me later. Yes, I'm sure that's it.' she starts smiling again.

That night

"That wasn't it. They really did forget that it was Mother's Day." Raindrop says in sadness as she enters the bedroom with her husband already laying in bed. She gets in and goes to him for comfort. "I can't believe they forgot."

"There there, honey. I'm sure they didn't mean to. It's been a crazy year for them. I'm sure they'll figure it out soon." Thundercloud says, comforting his wife.

"I sure hope so."

That night, she silently sobs herself to sleep. I don't even know what I did yet and I feel bad... this feels weird.

The next morning

I wake, this time not as happy as before. I hate Mondays. But at least I yet again don't have to deal with my mom's literal rise and shine.

As I enter the hallway, I look into the kitchen and see my mom moping as she drinks some coffe.

I walk up to her. "Uh, hey, mom."

She doesn't even turn to look at me. "Good morning, Blue."

"So, uh, how's about breakfast?"

"I don't feel up to it this morning. Can you make it yourself?"

I give her a slightly worried look before walking off. "Uh, sure, I guess."

Haily walks into the kitchen as I start making myself some toast. "Hey, Blue. What's up with mom?"

"I don't know. She seems depressed."

"Yeah, I'm worried about her."

"Me too. But we got school first. We'll figure it out once we ge back."

"Okay, if you say so."

The rest of the morning is pretty uneventful, especially with my mom's depression. I've never seen her like this. I wonder what could be wrong. I just hope she'll be all right.

Later that day, in the cafeteria during lunch

I approach the table with Drax, Zephyr, and SeaBreeze all sitting down, waiting for me. I slump as I sit down and sigh to myself.

"What's the matter, Blue?" Zeph asks.

"I'm not sure why, but my mom is really depressed about something."

"That's weird. Your mom is usually so cheery."

"Yeah, I know."

"Well, did you do anything eith her for Mother's Day yesterday?" Breeze asks.

I perk up at that. "What did you just say?"

"Did you do anything with your mom for Mother's Day?"

I start freaking out. "I completely forgot it was Mother's Day yesterday!" I shout while holding my head.

"Ouch. THat explains why you're mom's so depressed. Did Haily remember?" Drax says.

"*sigh* Not from what I noticed."

"Geez, that sucks. My mom loved the bracelet I got her." Zeph says.

"And my mom just liked me doing my chores." Breeze says.

"I just gave my mom a hug and said I love her. More than what I normally do." Drax says.

I get up from my seat. "I'm gonna go."

"Where to?"

"To the library to wollow in how bad of a son I am in quiet."

My friends just sit in silence and look at each other as I walk off.

'I can't believe I forgot.' I think to myself. 'She must think I'm the worst son ever. All she's done for me and I can't even remember Mother's Day. What is wrong with me?'

I enter the library and I just slump at an empty table to be alone.

But apparently I can't even have that as my friends Book Worm and Comedic Arts join me.

"Hey, Blue. Why the long face?" Art asks.

"That's because he's a pony." Worm says.

"Shut up. I'm trying to be serious right now. Seriously, Blue, what's up?"

I pick my face up to look at them. "I forgot about Mother's Day yesterday."

"Ouch." they both say.

"Sorry to hear that." Worm says.

"Yeah, now my mom's all depressed."

"Did I hear somepony is depressed?" a voice asks from behind me. I look to see the librarian, Mist Scribe, walking up. "So, you forgot Mother's Day, Blue?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I had a wonderful Mother's Day yesterday with my son, Rhino."

"You have a son? Why haven't we met him?"

"Here, see if you can figure it out." she pulls out a picture and hoofs it to me.

I take it and see a green unicorn colt our age with a black mane and tail with a blue stripe in each. "Oh, I get it. He's a unicorn."

"That's right. He took me out to dinner last night."

I slump again. "I wish I had done something for my mom."

She places a hoof on my sholder. "Blue, she's your mother. I'm sure she'll forgive you. Maybe just try making it up to her."

I perk up and smile. "Hey, yeah. Why didn't I think of that?"

"I think it's obvious." Art says before Worm punches his foreleg.

"And I think I know just how to do it."

Later, back at my house

Haily and I walk up to each other, both looking guilty. "Blue, I think I know what's up with mom."

"Yeah, I know. Mother's Day. We missed it."

"Oh. I thought it was just her time of the month."

I facehoof. Seriously? "No, it's not."

"Well, what are we gonna do to make it up to her?"

"I know what to do."

I lean in and whisper in her ear.

"But, Blue, we don't eeven know where those are."

"Then I guess we'll just need to go find them."

We go up into the house's attic and start rummaging through old trunks and cases in search of a certain something. We find stuff like trophies, medals, photo albums, some old instruments. Why they have an accordian, I have no idea. But we eventually find them.

Later, we go into our parents' room and find them just lying together.

"Mom, dad, we have something to show you." Haily and I say.

They each look at each other before getting up and following us into the living room.

"We're sorry about missing Mother's day yesterday, mom." I say.

"Oh, it's al lright, honey." she says.

"No, it isn't." Haily says. "We're doing this to make it up to you."

"Doing what?"

"We found our hold home movies up in the attic and set them up here." I say, motioning to the big screen set up.

"But I thought we lost those."

"Nope, just misplaced them. Now take a seat as the show starts."

Haily flicks the light switch as I turn on the film projector. Old videos of us starting playing. The days we were born, coming home from the hospital, learning to walk, talk, and fly. Basically everything of us when we were younger. Mom's eyes begin to tear up as a warm smile spreads across her face.

As the video ends, she looks down at us and hugs us. "Thank you both. I have such wonderful kids."

"And we have a great mom. Happy Mother's Day, mom."

Author's Note: While I might not be explaining them, I'll still give credit where credit is due. SeaBreeze belongs to superfunnelc. Comedic Arts comes from the guy of the saame name. Book Worm comes from Worm. And Mist Scribe comes from Rhino.