Airtight

AJ fell and fell. She looked up. Her friends.... All of them were panicking, crying, calling for her to come back. She was falling and regretted it. She wondered when she would hit the bottom if the canyons. She suddenly felt a searing pain in her back. Tears fell in larger amounts. She yelled her sorrows to the sky but they could not be heard. She expected to finally hit the ground, but when she looked down despite her sadness she saw time seemed to have gone still. She was still miles away from the ground and didn't appear to be falling. The pain in her back had turned to just numbness. She stared up realizing she was in a flight position. Orange feathers... Was she a spirit or something? By the astonished looks in all her friends faces, she was... She...

She had been a Pegasus all that time.

She glared at Rd, who was now acting quite shy. AJ flapped her wings and was up in a little while. She landed clumsily, and was up on her hooves in no time. Her green eyes pierced Rainbow as she glared down the Pegasus before her. "Y'all coulda killed me!!!! I'll never help YOU with your problems, yah dirty fool!"

Rd could not defend. She had no pride anymore. She had no reminders of her strength. All protests got to her heart and mind. This anger that AJ showed was no exception. "Sorry, orange oaf?" She teased very weakly.

"Apology half accepted, BLUE oaf." The orange mare grinned. Her rage settled. She folded in her wings. @we should go talk privately about this...."

After a long conversation with Granny Smith and four theories proved wrong by the truth, AJ found out her past. She had originally been called AppleWings and had gone to flight school, but strangely the moment she bucked her first tree, they had disappeared. No pony knew, and now that the wings had returned it meant they would stay forever.

"Does this mean that AJ can learn to fly with me?" Rainbow wondered to Granny. "Er, yes I reckon."

Rd and AJ walked away and had lunch later that day together. They talked all about flight and why AJ had cried that morning and their past and sky tricks and anything they had in common. They were truly in harmony by the time they left later that day  and went to Ghastly Gorge.

And that, reader, is AJ's story of Flight.