You've Got to be Foaly Kitty Me: From Home to Equestria

Ever since I've flown, I've been losing my gut very quickly. Back when I last weighed myself, I was 179. I've weighed myself this morning out of curiosity and I was 161. That is almost twice as much as I lost from when I had my first week of bringing Pop-tarts no less to lunch instead of having the school lunch.

Yesterday, after I found myself a house that was empty, I started my preparation for the Wonderbolts' Derby. Wing ups were hard but I got the hang of them. Prior to that, I wasn't used to using mid limbs to carry the rest of my body, but it felt like I was flying just above the ground. When racing Tail Flight and Wind Rust, it felt too easy. I may've needed some weights to further my strength of my wings but none were nearby. As of the turning in circles, that was pretty easy. I thought I was ready for the next day.

Today is a big day for me. I wake up at seven after about nine hours of sleep. Now, I feel so alive after a great breakfast at Sugar Cube Corner. Mr. and Mrs. Cake's foals are growing, that's for sure. Back at my new house, I continue with my wing exercises taking many laps around the outer Town Hall Roundabout with Tail Flight and Wind Rust. That's getting so easy, while having to make ten laps around the outer roundabout, that I overlapped both Tail Flight and Wind Rust three times, and Wind Rust is pretty much a great flyer.

By the time I finish exercising, it's about ten. I get the deodorant back home and put it on. I have a little time to see what Spike's up to. As the three of us get to Twilight's castle, I look at the clock on the right, entering.

"10:30. Hey, maybe we could get to Canterlot now. I want to have some time over there to meet all the Wonderbolts before lunch." I get back outside and prepare to fly as Tail Flight and Wind Rust get behind me. Our flight took about an hour and fifteen minutes. I honestly don't know how Spike was able to ride Twilight the day before the Summer Sun Celebration last year with Twilight back then being so bad at flying.

Over at the derby arena, I get to the meeting hall and look for any of the Wonderbolts, that is until I meet an unusually large unicorn. Sassy Saddles. "Hey! I've heard of you."

"Really? You have?"

"Of course! Josh right?" I nod.

"Sassy Saddles I presume." Sassy nods. "Yeah. I'm filling in for the reserve that was supposed to be here. Unfortunately, she had to fly over to the Him-a-neighin's."

Sassy Saddles looks behind me to see Wind Rust and Tail Flight. "Are those two ponies out there with you?"

"Oh yeah. They are. Tail Flight and Wind Rust."

"Well, I hope you do great out there. How long has it been since you've raced last?"

I think a bit. The Battle of the Genders. "My last race was at LeMoyne on July 26, a little while before I got here in Equestria. Got first place. But it was very uncomfortable, at least in the ankle... I think I've said too much."

"So Prior to coming here, did you live there, at 'LeMoyne'?"

"You could say that. I stayed there for a month to simulate what college would've been like. By now, I'm able to perfectly live on my own."

"I guess it's rather impressive considering a certain day being January 8th, 1998."

"How'd you know my birthday?"

"I told you. I heard about you."

"But I told no one about my birthday."

"One pony did." Wiretap. Haven't heard from him in a while. Probably told her all about me. "Well, I hope you do well in that race. I know you could do it."

"Thanks." Sassy Saddles snaps her eyes open to the sound of the snap of a finger. I look up. Discord. I hear jingling coming from the right of me. As soon as Discord waves, he leaves. I look to the floor on my right, there's my bag of bits.

"Who snapped?"

"Oh. It's a friend of mine. I see he got me my bag of bits. Well, I've gotta fly. I've got Wonderbolts to meet."

Sassy Saddles chuckles a bit and waves goodbye as I walk over with my bag to Tail Flight and Wind Rust.

"Wind Rust, Tail Flight. Could you carry these?"

"No problem Josh." Wind Rust jumps and flies when I give him the bag.

I turn around and walk about until I see Soarin'. "Oh hey Josh. 'sup?"

"Not much. Just hanging here until lunch."

"Talked to anypony yet?"

I nod. "Sassy Saddles."

"Never heard of her."

"Rarity does."

"You know Rarity?!? That's awesome!!!" Soarin' flies in excitement to the fact that I know Rarity quite a bit, especially now since I've met her in the flesh. "It's too bad we don't have a suit for you, but that's okay. They'll know you're just a fill in for Rainbow Dash." Suddenly, two more snaps come from the ceiling. Then all I sense is blue. I feel blue fabric, and see a clear blue, with a blurry vision of Soarin'. I tip over a bit but I start flying just before I hit the floor. These wings are so handy. If I ever feel like I touched fuzzy, I can just fly. "Hey, you okay, Josh?"

I grab the outfit in my hand and land on floor. "Yeah. It's just I wasn't expecting a Wonderbolts outfit to fall from the ceiling. But wow is this light."

Soarin' examines the outfit. "I don't know. Looks exceptionally big to be a normal one. But it does look like it could fit you." Another snap shocks me and Soarin'. As I see a pair of goggles fall down, I catch it just within my reach. I spread out my legs and raise the arm containing the goggles up toward the sky. "I! HAVE! THE GOGGLES!" Soarin' starts to giggle at me. But it was within a short time that I jump to the sound of thunder. I look behind me to see a grey pony, Derpy, next to a cloud.

"Okay, I got to get to the dressing room. Catch you later, Soarin'." I get to the dressing room to put on the suit and put on the goggles. I look in the mirror, I look quite decent. I'll look even better flying especially with my hair flowing.

During lunch, I get a bowl of mac and cheese as well as a side of watermelon. For dessert that hour, I have a couple of cookies. I can't eat entirely much like I used to back at LeMoyne, but I still had a decent appetite. What helps is that everything seems smaller with the exception of the fork I have as my silverware, which is at my normal size, so now, I'm able to have more without having more. I know it's a paradox, but it's not too bad of one. Lunch was a breeze.

Interviews on the other hand is very tedious, but once I get the hang of it, it is so fun. It seems that talking pretty much takes care of lunch. As the ponies come and go to greet me as well as all of the Wonderbolts, I get more excited to race again. Break time is used to do what I call "taking a break".

Now, I fly at rest at the starting line on the inside of track with all the Wonderbolts.