"Hello, everypony! You are listening to Skytop Radio. I am Acro! And I will be your sole supplier of bass and treble for these next few hours!" Through the speakers of the ponies that tuned in, the radio host's voice and music blared for the time he was on.

"That's it, everypony. Before I say my goodbyes, remember that I will be at the Ponyville Carnival in a few days. Hopefully it won't involve me being blasted with fireworks like last year." Acro added with a slight twinge of frustration. "But, on that note, my time is done, hope you all have a wonderful day and don't forget. You can see the world from the Skytop."

As the next song played, the red light above the DJ's head grew dim and eventually disappeared. "Another great show, Breeze. This is why you're gaining listeners." He said to himself with a grin.

A voice called as the door of the DJ booth opened. "Great job, Acro! You think you'll get a bigger crowd than last year at the Carnival?"

"Thanks, Airwaves. And I'm hoping so. I know Sparky will be doing the pyrotechnics, again. And he brings crowds in with his shows." said Acro, walking out of the booth, letting Airwaves take over the microphone.

Slowly stepping out of the building that housed Skytop Radio's broadcast, Low Breeze looked at the morning rush hour crowding of the roads. Typical of Manehattan, though. He started his way to his apartment down a couple blocks. On his way down the streets, a few ponies recognized him. Acro, as they knew him. His real name was Low Breeze, though due to his perticular fear, the nickname of Acro stuck, being short for acrophobia. Pretty unfortunate as he was a pegasus. The only ones who knew the story behind it were his older sister and his close group of friends.

As he opened the door of his apartment, he slowly fanned out his wings and streched. As he pushed his brown mane to the side for his infamous combover style, he looked around his mid-sized living space. Slightly spacious, but cozy at the same time. To the left was a living room area, that held a couch and a love seat. The opposite direction was a kitchen, where the fridge was stockpiled with food and Timberwolf Energy Drink. Then, straight ahead was a hallway with two bedrooms across from each other and a bathroom at the end. It wasn't luxerious, and Acro liked it that way.

A loud hissing noise was followed by an even louder bang from the hallway. "Welcome home, fucker! Sha-ka-ka!" The greeting and only warning was shouted from the bathroom to the front door, as two ponies flew out through the front door into the hallway of the apartment complex. Quickly, a grey stallion jumped to his hooves, smiling form ear to ear, looking down to the blue stallion he just cannon-tackled.

"You like the new cannon, Acro?" Yelled the standing pony. "Am I yelling? I didn't have ear plugs, so I'm sorry if I'm yelling."

"Ugh." Acro grumbled as he slowly stood to his hooves. "Why the fuck do you have a cannon, Sparky?"

"Because I wanted to see what it was like being one of my fireworks. Except for the potential loss of hearing, it was amazing!" Sparky said, still yelling.

Acro just held his head and walked towards the refrigerator for a drink. Flint Spark, or "Sparky" as Acro and a few others called him, was a grey coated earth stallion who created and worked with pyrotechnics and fireworks. His black and blue striped mane was kept short after a few disasters from working with fire and having long hair. He was light-hearted, outspoken, anything but subtle, and anyone who met Sparky immediately assumed he was mildly insane.

"My question is, who's gonna fix the door?" Acro called, walking out of the kitchen. "And who's gonna pay for it? Cause it wasn't my damn cannon."

Sparky had already walked back to his cannon, that was aimed from inside the bathroom doorway towards the front door, and was making sure it was still in good condition. "Well, I am, obviously. Making you pay for a door I tackled you through would just be a asshole move."

Acro smiled and kept drinking from his energy drink. He knew he made a good decision in making friends with Sparky. Unfortunately, the way they met at last year's Ponyville Carnival landed Acro in Ponyville Hospital for a few days. Thanks to Sparky wanting to "keep everypony entertained", he fired off a string of fireworks towards the DJ stage.

"This year, could you not pelt me with fireworks? Cause that would be amazing." Acro said, walking up behind Sparky.

The gray stallion turned with a frown, "But that's how we became best friends." He gained an ear to ear smile, "Maybe if I pelt you again, this year, we'll be even gooder friends!"

"Maybe you should pelt someone new, oh! You should pelt my sister with fireworks, this year." said Acro with a mischevious grin.

"The one that heads the Manehattan detachment of the royal guard? Even I'm not that crazy." Flint stated, then smiled, "Though it would be nice to be friends with your sister, too."

Acro smiled, knowing that Sparky and Short Fuse would be a good match together. He knew his sister, though her special talent was disipline, she was a big softy once you got past the angry outer shell. Acro and Fuse always got along, when Acro wasn't purposely confusing her or frustrating her to no end. She never hit him or verbally abused him, though. He could do no real wrong in her eyes. He was her baby brother and if anypony hurt him, she was one to steer clear of.

"Hey, Acro. I'm gonna have to bum one from you." Sparky stated, looking in an empty pack of cigarettes.

Acro waved Sparky to follow him as he stepped through what was left of the front door. As they walked out of the apartment complex, they viewed the morning rush hour dying and their noses were filled with the warm smell of fresh brewed coffee, the sweetness of morning pastries being prepared, and the far away smell of somepony else choosing the previlege of a smoke break with them. As they blew out smoke, they noticed a group of uniformed pegasi zooming by in the sky.

"You think that's the Wonderbolts out practicing?" Sparky questioned, looking to his pegasus friend.

"No. They stay at the academy to practice, no way they'd be this far just to practice. If they come by again, I'll be able to tell who they are." Acro answered calmly.

They sat there for a few minutes just watching the ponies of Manehattan stroll down the sidewalk, some of them taking a glance at the two and the alleyway behind them as they walk by. Eventually, as they finished their smoke break, the same unifroms flew the opposite way overtop the city.

Acro grinned, "Yeah, those aren't Wonderbolts. They're the new disaster control team. Well, technically, they're a part of the Wonderbolts, but more of a sister group. They most likely are training out here, seeing as we're on the coast near uncontrollable weather."

Sparky watched the team of pegasi in awe. "I'm glad I have a pegasi friend. I would've never known we had a disaster control team until we needed them."

"You know Vanguard's one of them , right?" Acro asked, putting out his cigarette.

Sparky followed the same motions, "You know too many pegasi that do cool things."

As the Storm Wardens flew away, Sparky regained his attention span and followed Acro as he started his way towards the music store a few blocks down. As they turned a corner of the first crossroads, they heard a loud female voice.

"What do you think you are doing, soldier? I told you to patrol the perimeter of our camp. Why the fuck are you here?"

Acro's ears twitched. He knew this voice. He also knew exactly who that orange coated, red maned royal guard was. Short Fuse had a lower ranking guard cowering in front of her as she blared her voice through his head. Sparky now realized Acro was running and caught up to him rather quickly, knowing what Acro was planning.

During her screaming, Fuse had noticed her little brother running towards them and paused, seeing the giant grin on Acro's face. Just like Sparky, she knew what he was planning. She thought to herself, "Well, this soldier does deserve it."

She glared down at the cowering guard and yelled, "Attention!"

Unfortunately for this particular guard, Acro and Fuse learned a move from a guard that was over Fuse when she was coming in. As the guard stood up into the position of attention, Acro made it to them. Suddenly the guard was blindsided by a flying hoof to the side of the snout.

"Sha-ka-ka!" Acro yelled as his hoof made contact to the guards jaw. Quickly, the guard flopped to the ground on his side.

Fuse shook her head, "He deserved a punch, but not that hard." She said as she pointed at the guard on the ground.

Acro just shrugged. "He made you mad. No one makes my sissy mad. Well, except me." He stuck out his tounge at her.

She stuck her tounge out at him, in childish retaliation. "So, you're going to the carnival, I heard?"

"Yes. Why, yes, I am. And this time I know the fireworks won't be aimed at me." Acro said grinning smugly.

Sparky smiled and waved at Fuse, who waved back and said to him, "You're lucky you didn't die when you hurt Breezy."

She loved calling him his family nickname, Breezy. It annoyed Acro when he was a colt, though now, it lets him know he still has family. And family was the only thing that let Acro and Fuse be the childish, immature, and reckless ponies they truly are.

"Well, I will be there. Not on duty!" Fuse cheered, then regained her military bearing. "And I can't wait to spend the carnival with my little brother and his best friend." She stated, then turned to smile at Sparky.

"But, remember Sparky and I have the show there. But, luckily, other DJs are coming to take over, this year." Acro said.

"Well, I have to wake up this dumbass and get back to base." Fuse said before she wrapped Acro in a tight hug. "I loveses you, Breezy."

Acro returned the hug, "I loveses you, too, sissy."

The blue and grey stallions walked off saying goodbye to Fuse, as she started to slap the young guard to wake him up. Acro and Sparky turned the corner, still headed towards the usual music store, as raindrops started coming down.

"Ah. Maybe that's why the Storm Wardens are here." Acro said, looking up to see the darkness of rain clouds looming over the city, threatening to drop the wave of water upon the steel, asphalt, and people of Manehattan.

They walked inside the music store and was greeted with the sound of orchestral electric music over the speakers. This was Mashup Music, one of the best non-franchise music stores in Manehattan. Walking in, Acro and Sparky looked around the shop, from the wall of guitars and other stringed instruments on the left to the drum and precussion area to the right. A look to the back showed a walkway to another show floor with DJ and electronic equipment among bowed, classical instruments, showing the peronalities and musical tastes of the two owners of Mashup Music.

"Welcome to Mashup Music, how may I hel- Oh! Hi, Lo-Lo." Silver Strings called from a backroom, noticing the two regulars who walked in after she stepped out.

"Hey, there, Shiny." Acro said with a warm smile.

Acro and Silver had nicknames for each other due to him coming to the store so much. Acro insisted on calling the daughter of Octavia Melody and Concerto, "Shiny", due to silver being part of her name. So, in turn, she called him something even more childish and annoying, thanks to some help from Short Fuse the second and last time Acro brought Fuse along. But after multiple visits to Mashup Music, and a few dates between the two, Acro and Silver began to find the names less annoying and more a staple that began their friendship.

"You're starting to look like your mother." Acro said, pointing his hoof to Silver's head.

"Oh, shush, you." Silver giggled, reaching to the pink hairband that holds her black mane back. "My old one broke, and I think the pink looks good." The gray mare struck a pose, throwing one of her forehooves in the air, along with one of her rear legs, and pointing her snout to the ceiling.

Acro chuckled, speaking in an accent, "Oh, yes! You've got, da magics!"

Both ponies tried to hold back laughter, but failed, and ended up laughing on the ground together. Soon enough, a lighter gray unicorn stallion walked out. His mane was spiky and ruffled, half black and light blue. He adjusted his slotted glasses and looked at the two laughing ponies on the ground, then looked at Sparky.

"Glad to see you guys, again." Shutter Shades said to Sparky, holding out a forehoof for a hoofbump.

Sparky returned the hoof bump, "Yeah, Acro wanted to come here to get new equipment for the carnival Friday night."

"I forgot that was Friday. Damn. I might need to go, just to see Acro's set." The son of Vinyl Scratch and Neon Lights, two of the best DJs in Equestrian history, stated.

As Acro got to his feet, he reached out and helped up Silver while she began to speak. "I was thinking about going, but I don't know. It might be fun."

"Well, you could always go with me. Then you're sure to have fun. You could even come on stage. A few of the Skytop DJs are doing full musical sets instead of interviews and shit like that, and you can come up during my set and pump up the crowd. You know, if you want to go with me, that is." Acro asked, confident at first, then slowly becoming more nervous and shy, realizing he was essentially asking her on a date.

"Of course I'll go with you, Lo-Lo." She said, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "Now, that that's out of the way. Shutter, would you show Acro the new stock of DJ equipment?"

"You two are gross.." Shutter said, starting to walk from behind the counter and towards the walkway.

Acro, Sparky, and Silver all followed Shutter to the back part of the store with the DJ equipment. The equipment was astounding to Acro. He and Shutter went back and forth on which set up would be the best for his set at the carnival. Sparky left the store first, carrying a box with a new turntable on his back, then followed Acro. He was wheeling a black subwoofer that was as tall as he was, dubbed the "Bass Cannon" by Shutter's mother, Vinyl. As Acro and Sparky yelled their goodbyes back into the store, they noticed it was no longer threatening to rain. The zoom of flyers at high speeds were heard high above their heads.

Soon, they made it back to their apartment. The day went on as normal. They both went on smoke breaks outside, and listened to the townspeople on the street conversing and talking. Eventually it grew late into the night, not that you could tell due to Acro thinking it was the perfect time to test his new subwoofer, much to the entire apartment complex's dismay. But, even the blue pegasi needed sleep, though he might have had help from a certain princess.

Author's Note

Hello, everyone! This is my first fanfic. Eeek! Hope you guys enjoy. I will update when I can. Let me know what you like and what I can improve on in the comments.
Taking off, Flightless.