The Adventures of Aurora

I woke up to my mom saying I shouldn't go to school.

“We need to talk about this.” She said, pointing to my bruised flank.

I sighed. This was going to be embarrassing. She probably thought that I went out to see some stallion, and things got dirty.

So I told her my whole story, her silent untill the end. I left out the part where I bucked out my wall. She hated when I did that.

At the end, she nodded. She looked like she really did understand. We went to the spa to get a massage for my flank.

It was really nice. Skipping school to go to a spa with my mom. The nice ponies there massaged my wings and my flank and my back and my head. It was soooo relaxing. I loved it.

The best part was that I was skipping a Friday in school, which meant that there was no school the next day. Awesome!

After the spa, my mom said that we needed to get our manes and tails cut. Looking at the new style, I found out that coat-colour highlights were in. As soon as I told mom about it, she ordered golden hilights to be threaded into my mane and tail.

I really did look amazing, with my gold threads. As we walked among the ponyville streets, lots of stallion heads were turned my direction.

I asked mom if I could go and meet Pinkie.

“I dont know... what if those boys see you again?” She looked worried.

“Dont worry! Pinkie Pie will handle it! She's really agile! And shes a mare, just as old as you. I didint mention that.”

She agreed after a little coaxing.

So, after agreeing to meet for lunch, we flew off in the opposite direction.

I still liked pinkie, but I didint really want to go there. As soon as mom was out of sight, I took off to the other direction. Eventually, I came across a little ranch. It had millions and millions of apple trees.

Sweet Apple Acres

The carved wood read.

Looking at the apples, I became hungry.

I flew aver to the apple tree, bumping straight into another pegasus's head. We both fell to the grass.

The other pegasus shrieked.

“Applejack? Im so so so so so sorry! I just wanted an apple!” It said.

“Im not applejack! My name is- Oh, its you Rainbow Dash. What are you doing here?” I recognized the cyan pegasus.

“um.. nothing. Not stealing apples, if thats what you mean...” She replied, not meeting my gaze.

“Oh, Rainbow. You are such a liar.” I laughed.

“Then what are you doing here, kiddo?” she changed the subject.

“stealing apples.” I murmered, looking at the ground.

We both laughed and got to our hooves. It had been a while since I had seen Rainbow dash.

She craned her neck and looked at my flank.

“Still a blank flank, hmm? Or maybe not... hey, is your special talent some sort of a black cloud? Maybe you have a talent for calming thunderclouds?” She guessed.

“no. Thats a bruise.”

Rainbow's jaw hit the grass floor.

“A bruise? Did, you um. Fall on your rump? Its not what I think it is, right?” She said, blushing.

“NO! Of course not!” I yelled at her. Then I told her what happened.

“wow. You should walk around wearing a saddle, or a dress or something. Seriously. Ponies might get the wrong idea. Go to my fried Rarity, she lives in the caurosel boutique. She will get you something. Anyway, I have to go. See-ya later, kid!”

She took off, a flash of rainbow streaming behind her and fading as she moved away.

I turned to see a mare with an orange coat and faded yellow tail. Her cutie mark was three apples, and she wore a cute cowboy hat over her tail-matching mane.

She frowned and looked at the apple that fell off the tree in our fall.

“Are you stealin' mah apples?”