Chapter 1 - Falling
Soarin’ sped through the air, the wind passing over and around his wings as he dived and turned above Ponyville. He was slightly cold, but his suit kept him well insulated; he shivered as he rose, but kept good concentration so he wouldn’t lose balance. He was beginning to feel tired, so he decided to retire back to his hotel. As he made his way back, he looked over the horizon, he saw it was becoming dark; Princess Celestia’s sun slowly going down behind the hills as Princess Luna’s moon rose from the mountains. He arrived back at his hotel in Ponyville to sleep. He was staying there for a while to perform for the Summer Sun Celebration. He made his way into his bedroom, taking off his suit he stretched and laid on his bed, it had been a long day of practice; he had to get it right or he could get kicked out of the Wonderbolts. He continued thinking about random things before his eyes finally gave way and he fell to sleep
After a few hours of sleep, Celestia’s sun rose and shone through the windows. He stretched and got up, feeling slightly peckish as he made his way to the fridge. He wondered if he had any pie left; as he opened the fridge door his expression changed to a frown as he noticed it was almost empty. He exhausted a bland sigh and made his way out towards the Ponyville market. When he arrived, he could smell freshly baked apple pies; he followed the familiar sweet inducing scent and found his way to a stall selling apple pies, apple fritters, apple cakes and anything else to do with apples.
“Howdy there sugarcube! I remember ya! You were at the Gala, weren’t ya?” asked Applejack.
“Yep! I thought I recognized the scent of the pie. So, you got any more of those delicious pies?” replied Soarin’ with a smile on his face.
“Mhm! How many do ya want?” asked Applejack in a euphoric manner.
“Hmm, well, I am trying to loose a bit of weight so I may as well have two; one for now and one for later, please!” Soarin’ said in an overly happy manner.
“Well, alrighty then, that’ll be three bits, please,” Applejack handed him two of her delicious pies to Soarin’ and took the three bits he gave her. After his encounter with Applejack, he walked to look at some of the other stalls.
By the time he returned to his apartment, it was quite late in the evening; he had enough food to last him a few days. Soarin’ ate one of his pies, eating slowly to enjoy the taste. Once he was finished, he decided to go out for a little while; he didn’t have anything to do tomorrow, so he may as well sleep late tonight. He headed outside into the soft light of Luna’s Moon; it was a beautiful night, the stars aligning themselves into imaginary shapes. He glided far above Ponyville, his wings were whistling through the air, the cold and dry air passing over him as he stared out into the horizon, occasionally making a sharp turn, so he would not get lost or fly too far. After an hour or so of flying and thinking about his future and other odd things. Soarin’ decided to make his way back to his apartment. Feeling slightly tired, he decided he needed a good nights sleep. He tossed an turned, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. After a while of trying, he gave up and decided to have his second pie. He slid out of bed and made his way to the fridge; once he got there, he opened it up to a wonderful sight of a delicious, glazed and welcoming apple pie. He picked it up and brought it over to the table to eat. He spun round when he heard a loud crash behind him. He squinted his eyes, trying to see through the dark.
“Hello?” he asked cautiously. He heard a shuffle to his left, he turned and saw a mare hiding behind a chair. He slowly walked around to her; he could see more details, a rainbow mane, cyan coat and a rainbow tail. She mumbled something and bolted off, her wings flapping furiously as she flew out the open window. Soarin’ scratched his head, wondering why she was here, he vaguely remembers her from somewhere.
Oh! Of course! I remember, that was Rainbow... Rainbow... hm, oh that’s right, Rainbow Dash! But what on Earth was she doing here, breaking into my house? He decided to let it pass. He munched on his pie, savouring the taste. Once he was done, he felt a bit sick.
“I think I ate too much,” he mumbled. He made his way back to bed, hoping to be able to get back to sleep; once he got to bed he pretty much fell unconscious.
Once the sun rose, he got up and slowly slid out of bed, his eyes were heavy as he stood. Once he gained his bearings, he decided to practice for the summer solstice that was coming next week. He opened the window, slipped out and closed it. He took off at a lightening speed, he shot upwards high up into the clouds, he then looked down and dived, his wings folded against him as he propelled downward. “I’ll save you!” he heard a shout from his left, he turn his head just in time to see a rainbow fuzz hurtling towards him. He got knocked by it and started plummeting diagonally downward; the rainbow fuzz yet out a yelp and flew off. He was flapping his wings furiously, trying to regain his balance. He saw the ground rushing towards him then when he hit the ground he fell unconscious.
He awoke with a single blade of grass swaying in front of his eyes. He attempted to stand but fell, he turned back and winced as the pain of his broken ankle rushed to him. He’s dealt with broken bones before so it didn’t affect him as much as somepony would think. He tried to flap his wings to fly but when he tried he winced in pain as his wings were twisted in an awkward position. He sighed as he crawled his way back to Ponyville, flinching with each small step. After a few minutes of crawling, he sighed and slumped down onto the ground, practically in the middle of nowhere, exhausted. It seemed as if he was in the middle of the Everfree forest, but it didn’t seem as dark and dangerous as most ponies say it is. He closed his eyes and sighed as he drifted off to sleep, his pain slowly fading away into a numb pressure.
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Quick note: I have no schedule for uploads. I do it when I bother, this is my first fic by the way, so if it's bad, that's my poor excuse. If there are any grammar mistakes or bad sentence structure, even if it's the slightest one, feel free to go all CAPS on me. Chapter two will hopefully be up by the end of next week, if not sooner, but no promises.
SOARIN' DIES!
Hah, just kidding.
Or am I?
