If it Means Allot to You

Soarin sighed at the memory. It’s been awhile since he and Braeburn spoke.  He missed him so much, but, there was nothing he could do. After the fight, they never spoke again. He tired to write to him, but, every word just sounded wrong. He scratched  the sentence out, wrote a new one, then just tossed the whole letter away. This has been going on for years, ever since he joined the Wonderbolts.

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“Hey lovebug, what do you plan on doing after school?” Said Bareburn, smiling at Soarin’

Soarin’ giggled and booped Braeburn. “I’m thinking about applying for the Wonderbolt Academy. “

Braeburn's smiled faded. “W-What? you promised you wouldn’t join, because you didn’t want to risk your life…”

“Sorry Brae, but, I changed my mind. I’ll be ok, hey, I might not even get in.”

“But.. you promised…”

“I know I did, but, I really want to do this.”

“Do you know how bad it’s been lately? I can’t lose you.”

“You won’t lose me.”

“Why don’t you just go into Culinary school like you said before? Remember? You want to make a pie bakery called Soarin’s Spectacular Pies. I think that’s a great idea.”

“Well, that could be my plan B.”

“Or plan A.”

“But I want to do something for Equestria.”

“Making pies is doing something.”

“Yes, but I’m sure as delicious pies are, it won't exactly save Equestria.”

“Why do you have to go off and play hero? Just stay here, open a pie shop, and, be safe.”

“Braeburn, lots of ponies want to open bakeries, restaurants, or whatever, but, not much want to join the Wonderbolts. They need pegasi right now. The Scouting Legion needs Earth ponies, The Canterlot Royal Guard need unicorns, and the Wonderbolts need Pegasi.”

“Well, let somepony else do it. I’m not loosing you to something so stupid!”

“The Wonderbolts are not stupid!  You're my coltfriend! I thought you would be more supportive!”

“I just..just.. ugh! Whatever, I’m going for a walk.”

“Wait, Braeburn, are you going to-”

“I’m going for a walk. See ya later.”

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Braeburn  opens the door in a slam, waking up Soarin’. Soarin’ jumps, and runs out of the living room to hide in his room. He held his breath as he peaked out of the door, cautiously watching a stumbling Braeburn enter the house.

“Soarinnn where are yooou? I need to -hic- talk to you.”

        Soarin glups, ducks his head, and crawls under the bead with a shaky breath.”

“Come oooonn Soarin’, heh heh,  where you at -hic- buddy?

        Soarin’ crawls deeper under the bed, eyes wide, holding his breath.

please not tonight, please not tonight

“Soarin’! I know you can hear me! Now, quit hidin’!”

Soarin whimpers and closes his eyes as he hears hoofsteps approach.

“SOARIN!” Braeburn barges into the room.