Upon Floating Clouds

by luna the writer

Rating: teen
Tags: Comedy, Tragedy, Random, Slice of Life
Length: 987

Soarshine is the daughter of two Wonderbolts, Skywhirl and Soarin. But after a tragic accident, she is left with only one wing.

Soarshine is the daughter of two Wonderbolts, Skywhirl and Soarin. But after a tragic accident, she is left with only one wing. Will she pursue her dream of being a Wonderbolt, or will she be left on the ground?

Cover art (if it will show up) is courtesy of Infinity Shade!!!! Great many thank yous to Infinity Shade for her time and effort on that.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-05-01 22:56:06 UTC

Well, Yeah!

Everything was peaceful in the land of Equestria. Young fillies and colts were frolicking in the bright, vivid, lush, green summertime grass. Birds soared in the sky and bees hummed as they pollinated flowers. The scent of rain hung in the air as some stormclouds hovered, making some refreshed and others anxious. Soarshine lay on her bed, gazing out the window. It had been so long since she had flown, and even longer since the accident. She was now fifteen, an age to be proud of. Although her dreams might have seemed impossible, she still dreamed them. Her one working yet unused wing always stayed closed and she normally wore a cloak to hide her bare, wingless side. Friends? Nope. Supportive family? Nope. Her mother absolutely forbade her to try flying, and it didn't help that Soarshine's self-esteem was very low.

The family cottage was new, as it had new roofing and a screened in porch. Normally the family ate dinner in the screened in porch, but that night they actually ate it outside. Soarshine's father hauled the table off of the screened in porch and set it in the grass. They all sat down to eat spaghetti. It was very awkward when they ate dinners. Normally Soarshine's mother would be working on her flying tricks. Normally her father would be writing up papers. Normally Soarshine only ate with her imaginary friend. Her imaginary friend, to her, seemed to be her only friend on the planet. She though of her family as unsupportive and uncaring when mainly it was the exact opposite.

"I want to-" she began.

"You can't fly," said both her mother and her father.

"Well, yeah! Duh! I know that." said Soarhsine annoyedly. "I was going to ask about joining WOnderbolts camp anyways. Just to watch, y'know?"

Skywhirl looked at Soarin.

"I don't know. You're not going to try to fly, are you?"

"Nope."

"You sure."

"Eeyup."

"You sound like Big Macintosh stopit."

"Mmkay, so are you going to let me?"

Skywhirl considered for a moment.

"I...I guess so. Do NOT fly."

"I won't."

A Visit to the Everfree

Birds sang, and ominous, towering pines hung over Soarshine's head. The occasional call of a coyote rang throughout the forest from time to time, and the scampering of tiny mice feet echoed over the old, thick branches. Soarshine walked down the faded path. She knew one pony alone who could fix her wing: Zecora. Zecora had potions of anything you could imagine. It didn't take long for her to reach the hut where Zecora lived, and already she could smell strange scents wafting through the air. The door was already open. Zecora was stirring at her caludron. She occasionally dropped some herbs and assorted plants into the mixture, chanting something unhearable as she went.

"Um, Zecora, miss?"

Zecora turned around to face the teenage pegasus.

"Why do you want to see me, young pegasus?"

Soarshine slowly turned so Zecora could see her wingless side.

"Ah, I see you need your wing fixed. This brew of mine may do the trick."

Wonderbolt Camp

"One more lap, come one you guys! You can do this. Or you're cleaning the mess hall tonight!"

The sound of Spitfire's voice rang through the altitude as she flew the laps with the Wonderbolt Camp members. It also inspired Soarshine to fly faster. Harder. Push herself harder. Finishing first was unusual to her but as she landed Spitfire landed also.

"You've got some spirit, kid. You have potential. Just...stop actin' like you haven't flown in years."

On the inside, Soarshine laughed at this remark. Having her wings back WAS new to her, considering the fact it had been ten years since she had actually flown. Soarshine considered herself good at flying. It was her passion and she never did take up any hobbies.

Soarshine dug at the gravel as the remaining pegasi landed. Soarshine flexed her wings. Then she opened them wide. The potion Zecora gave her in exchange for 150 bits gave her larger wings than she had had before. It felt amazing, wonderful, joyous to fly again.

Wonderbolts Camp went by incredibly fast, and then Soarshine used the other potion Zecora gave her to take her wing away.

Flashback

"But mommy! I don't want new shoes!"

Soarshine complained. The 5-year-old pegasus HATED shopping and that wasn't going to change anytime soon.

Her mother, Skywhirl, picked up Soarshine with her mouth, and trotted out the door. Most of the time Soarshine kept her wings open. They were unusually large, even for a daughter of two Wonderbolts. Her passion was flying. She flew before she walked.

It was her life.

They climbed into the taxi. The driver tipped his hat for awhile and soon Skywhirl got that she was supposed to put bits in. She did, and the driver sped them off. Soarshine had her wing out the window to catch the breeze. Oh, how she longed to fly right then.

They had been driving for some time now. Busy traffic was everywhere. It was hard to hear yourself think as taxis and regular carriages flew past in such speed and force. Soarshine still had her wing out the window. Her mother yelled at her to pull it out of there but nopony was heard through the noise. Suddenly a speedy carriage was in the wrong lane. They came very close to hitting the taxi, but were stopped by something else. An outstretched wing.

Soarshine screeched in pain. Blood and feathers were everywhere. The details were horrifying.

Soarshine was rushed to the hospital by air taxi. Her feathers were gone from her wing except for the top of it. She could barely move, the shock she was in. Her wing had to be clipped. And with only one wing, she would never fly again. Her dream of becoming a Wonderbolt like her parents was shattered.