The Mayor of Cloudsdale

Busted.

That was the first thing Flitter tought when Cloudchaser opened the door.

She remembered the fear from the other time.

The flying, the screams and the feeling it was gone when that door opened.

It wasn''t gone. It never was. It just waited for the time to strike.

And tonight seemed that time.

The vase that used to stand on the dressoir was broken in a Thousand pieces and the painting was thrown off the wall.

"Don't look at that Rumble." Thunderlane said.

He looked at the place where the painting was supposed to be.

'Screw you' it said with dark red letters.

He pushed his brother away from the door while Flitter cried.

Rumble turned around and flew inside, over the broken vase.

"What the heck is wrong with you? It's just a red marker."

'screw you' in capitals.

Yes, Rumble tought, screw you indeed.

Why did he have to be the mature one?

"You" he pointed at Cloudchaser "drunk too much cider. You are overly dramatic."

Flitter, still crying was held by Cloudchaser.

"And you Always think the worst of things." His brother didn't gave a reaction.

Rumble touched the wall and rubbed the S off.

"You see?"

He hated this day, this town, was tired and just wanted to go to bed.

"But I tought it was..." Flitter cried.

"Éw. Don't be so macabre." Thunderlane said.

"Well, I think you believed that too." Cloudchaser shouted.

"Ugh." Rumble landed "Could you please shut up? Somepony is appearantly angry with you, but could we please figure this out tomorrow?"

Flitter cried even harder.

Thunderlane comforthed Flitter while Cloudchaser, as good and as bad as it went, tried to clean up the shards.

Rumble sat down and tought: everything in this stupid village goes wrong.

The next day they all went to Cloudchasers house to check if there was nothing gone.

Thunderlane said a thief entered the house when they were at the party. The thief broke the window next to the door and then knocked the vase over.

For Rumble it seemed unlogical. There was nothing missing and if it really was a thief, why would he or she take the time to write 'screw you' on the wall? With the red marker they found on the floor it took at least five layers to get the dark red colour they saw.

If this was one of his crime investigation novels, he would probably find it intresting, but this was real, and there was nopony dead.

Luckily.

At eleven o clock the Pegasus police arrived.

They asked if any of them saw something and if there was something valuable, like jewelry, missing.

Everypony shook their head. Not that they had any valuable jewelry, buit the cops didn't need to know that.

They took a couple of photos and promised to search for the thief and get them a new glass.

After lunch they all decided to call Blossomforth to help searching.

According to Flitter, there were almost no thieves in Ponyville.

"Except in those streets they always say there are creepers waiting for you in the shadow." Cloudchaser added.

"Now you're saying it too." Blossomforth said.

They asked everypony they saw and looked in every corner of the street but didn't find anything.

Rumble asked himself who would break Cloudchasers window, destroy some of her stuff and write screw you on her wall, without taking any valuable things?

Today the head of Las Pegasus high school visited miss Cherilee's class.

"I am the head of Las Pegasus high school. Las Pegasus is founded by pegasi specialized in entertainment.

Besides our regular lessons, we give lessons in running hotels, restaurants and other. We also have lessons in anything with film and music, ranging from lights to acting and songwriting.

From there you can get a job in Hollywood, not far from las Pegasus."

The stallion showed some pictures of the school.

"We have students from all over Equestria and because of that we also have a boarding."

"I don't wan't to go to a boarding school. That sounds awful to me." Twist whispered.

Featherwight nodded.

"Living at school. I didn't even knew that existed." Pip whispered "In Trorringham everypony stays at home."

Rumble tought of Coudsdale, where almost all schools were boarding schools.

There was only one high school, Cloudsdale flight school, and it was a boarding school.

He would probably go there too and at first he didn't undersand why they moved to Ponyville one year before he would go to flight school.

"What is also worth mentioning is that it's very hot in Las Pegasus. If you can't stand heat I suggest bringing a fan or get used to at least thirthy celcius before lunch."

He showed a picture of the desert.

"Is it really that hot there?" Archer asked "I used to live in Vanhoover and it is in summer around twenty celcius at maximum."

The stallion nodded.

"A positive thing, we have a pool located directly next to the boarding."

In Cloudsdale that was impossible because the water would, uhm, go trough the floor.

Rumble tought of some of the fillies at his old school trying to make a pool for their dolls.

"If you want to enter Las Pegasus high school there are a few requirements. Of course you have to like a warm climate, you need to be good at teamwork, because you son't run a hotel alone. You have to be friendly. Las Pegasus lives from the tourists visiting the city so your job probably will involve serving guests. You need to be able to do different things and work days start and end late."

"I'm a day person. I don't like morning AND evening. Does that count?" Featherwight said.

The whole class laughed.

After the stallion left Ceerilee told them to write a short essay about Las Pegasus, wether it be the hotel business or Hollywood in their already made duos.

Thunderlane and Blossomforth trotted down the street.

"Why would somepony break a window and not steal anything. I just don't get it."

"Maybe because they realised they don't have any jewlry. Cloudchaser isn't exactly the type for golden brooches." Thunderlane said.

"I guess. Do you think the Cloudsdale police will pay real attention to this?" Blossomforth asked.

"Yes, there aren't that much crimes in Equestria, so they must have plenty of times for these kind of things."

"I don't think so. They just let go of it and then forget about it." Blossomforth looked at the sky.

It was getting dark.

"Why?"

Blossomforth was silent for a while.

"Maybe we should go back. Your brother is still at Cloudchasers house."

Thunderlane nodded.

They were silent the way back and Blossomforth was going back to Cloudsdale.

"If you want to tell why, just say it ok?" Thunderlane said.

Bloosomforth turned around and smiled.

Rumble and Scootaloo went to Rumble's house after he made sure there was nopony seeing them.

"Don't worry about Diamond Tiara. She always acts like that." Scootaloo said.

"But that doesn't mean I can't worry about her."

Rumble did worry about her and Stargaze, who made the first school week bad.

"I'm sorry about last week." Rumble said "I hould have warned you earlier."

He tought of a week ago when he dragged her all across town and knocked on the door of the hospital.

The nurse that opened the door looked a little startled.

"It's ok."

The walked past Cloudchasers house.

"What happend there?" she pointed at the broken window.

"Somepony accidently kicked a ball trough it." Rumble said.

It was a lie, but he, his brother, Cloudchaser, Flitter and Blossomforth decided not to tell other ponies about it.

He didnt really get why, but if Cloudchaser wanted so, why not.

They sat by the kictchen table and each wrote half of the essay while Thunderlane was putting together a closet upstairs.

On friday everypony who knew what really happend to Cloudchasers window went to Thunderlanes house.

"Let's go straight to the point. I found this" Cloudchaser threw an envelope on the table "yesterday morning in my mailbox."

"And what's the point of this? I get mail too." Blossomforth said.

"It's what inside of this letter." Cloudchaser said.

Flitter opened it.

It was a little paper with in dark red SCREW YOU.

"What did I tell you? It wasn't a thief!" Thunderlane said.

"No you didn't! I said that!" Rumble stood up.

"I said Cloudchaser isn't the type for romantic silly things with flowers and hearts."

"Hey!" Blossomforth shouted.

"Yeah, who says I ain't?" Cloudchaser stood up too.

"Because you always talk about others in love even tough they are just friends." Blossomforth said.

"You first say Flitter likes my brother and now you say Blossonmforth does." Rumble pointed at both pegasi.

"Oh, Now you start too?" Cloudchaser said to Blossomforth who was standing on her right side.

"What if she does?" Thunderlane who was standing on the other side of Blossomforth put this hoof on the table.

"STOOOOP!" Flitter yelled then.

"All of you. Rumble, Thunderlane, Blossomforth, Cloudchaser." She pointed at each of them who immediately sat down.

"This isn't even about the letter anymore! Who cares if there was a thief or not? We now know that the 'screw you' on the wall was purposely. Or somepony is really mad at you, or this is just a weird joke."

"It soen't seem like a joke to me." Blossomforth said.

"I can't think of anything funny about this either." Rumble said.

"So that option is out. There's somepony who thinks this is serious business. Suggestions who?" Cloudchaser asked.

Everypony shook their head.

"Fine. Next up, are we keeping this silent or are we telling all of Ponyville? If we tell all of Ponyville the pony who does there screwy things might stop."

Everypony looked at Cloudchaser for a while.

"Right now they know nothing." Rumble said. "Maybe we should get the Cloudsdale police."

"They aren't going to do anything about it. The last crime in Ponyville was I don't know how many years ago. Ponyville doesn't even have police. So 'we have to do this ourselves." Blossomforth said.

"Does any of you know somepony who dislikes Cloudchaser?" Thunderlane asked.

"Nope." Flitter shook her head. "Cloudchaser doen't have any enemies."

"It's settled then. We figure this out with the five of us." Cloudchaser looked around all of them.

They nodded.

Rumble handed in the essay about Las Pegasus.

The last days he was worrying about Cloudchaser.

Even tough he believed it was nothing serious, it still gave him the creeps.

And he could imagine somepony not liking Cloudchasers attitude.

Rumble distracted himself by going to sugarcube corner with Pip, Featherweight and Twist, who slowly became his friends.

They didn't seem to worry about anything. Not about Diamond Tiara and Stargaze and not about more personal things.

Rumble wondered how they did that.

Flitter bought some tomatoes at the market.

Cloudchaser wanted to invite all her friends for dinner and asked her to bring some vegatables for the salad.

"Hello Shoeshine." She waved to to light blue pony.

"Have a nice day Carrot Top."

She bought some cherries.

"Hello. Everything is fine. Have a nice day. Good morning. Everything all right?"

Those scentence you say without meaning anything. You say them every day, even if it's a lie.

"Hello." she said to a blue pony.

"Hello." he said.

There were someponies not as friendly as usual, but you shouldn't be bothered by them.

The next pony said hello back too and another answered with: Have a nice day!

Flitter trotted down the road to town hall.

She looked over her shoulder, just because she learned to do so.

It was important, even tough it didn't matter usually.

Behind her she saw Carrot Tup, Berry Punch buying a drink, the DJ, the blue pony, a green stallion and the mayor.

Nothing special.

When she arrived at Cloudchasers house Rumble was already there. Blossomforth and Thunderlane were still at work.

"Rumble, can you cut the cucumber?" Cloudchaser asked.

Rumble nodded. "What are we eating anyway?"

"Pasta. My speciality." Cloudchaser grinned.

"Sure..." Flitter said. "Don't forget about the time it was too spicy because you dropped two chili peppers in the pan."

They all laughed.

"Flitter, can you get me the mixer? It's in the basement."

Flitter nodded.

Cloudchasers basement was deep, with next to the sairs a big bookcase and a wine rack.

On the left side were a lot of boxes she never unpacked.

There was a small window  where you could see hooves trotting around the street.

She got the mixer and flew back upsatairs.

"Weird guy." Rumble said.

"Who?" Flitter looked around. Thunderlane wasn't there so it couldn't be him.

"That blue pony who stopped to look trough the window." Cloudchaser threw the tomatoes in a pan.

"Blue you said?"

"Yes." Rumble got the mixer and gave it to Cloudchaser.

"Wait a minute." Flitter flew back into the basement.

That pony. She saw him before. Twice. She saw him going to the library, which is opposite direction of town hall.

Then she saw him going to town hall too and now he was looking trough Cloudchasers window.

She knew it was absolutely ridiculous, but you can never be careful enough.

According to what Rumble said he looked trough the window on top of the window from the basement.

She heard Thunderlane and Blossomnforth entering the house.

Her eye felt on the little note on the place where first the mixer laid.