My Name is Burning Flame

The next day, it turned out that it was Scootaloo's birthday. The owner of the orphanage told me in the morning, and said she didn't have enough time to bake a cake, but that at least I could spend the day with Scootaloo. She also told me that it was her third birthday. As soon as I heard, I ran into her room, and smiled down at her in her crib. I started thinking of ideas of what we could do that day, when she woke up and started laughing at me. I smiled, and said, laughing a little myself,

"What's so funny?"

"You, Daddy!"

"Oh, really?"

She laughed and said, "Yes!"

"Well, do you know what day it is?"

"No," She replied with much anticipation.

"It's your birthday!"

"Weally?"

"Yeah, and we get to spend the whole day together!"

"Weally? Yay!"

She started jumping up and down, smiling and laughing, then she asked,

"Picky yuppy?"

I laughed a little, and replied, "Sure, kid." and I did just that.

The rest of the day was a blast. We went t the park and Scotaloo played, we went to a few shops, in case Scotaloo saw anything she wanted (she was very attracted to a scooter in one store), and then we ate some lunch. But the lunch we ate was, apparently, a very late one, because by the time we were finished, it was sundown. We started trekking back to the orphanage, while Scotaloo talked about how this was the best birthday she had ever had. I smiled, and swelled up with happiness as she talked, knowing how I had made this her best birthday. When we got home, I put her to bed ("But I'm not tiwed, Daddy!") and went back into my room. There, I started drawing blueprints to make a late birthday gift for... Well, I guess my kid.

A few weeks later, I was going to a goodbye party. For myself. I was finally going to be at the training camp for future Royal Guard members! But, instead of having a party, Whimsical (more like her dad) just payed for us all (Scotaloo, Derpy, her and me) to go and see a play. Which I was fine with, because I honestly wasn't even expecting a goodbye party. So, I put on a bow-tie, which was all I had, really, and took Scotaloo to the theatre to meet up with everybody, on that, the last night, for all I knew, I would be in Ponyville. Whimsical came soon after us, and lastly Derpy. We went inside and sat in our designated seats, ready to watch a show. Scotaloo sat on my right and Derpy on my left. Whimsical made sure that it was set up that way (wink!)

The play was called The Pony of the Opera, and was an amazing story about a phantom who lived in an opera house. The music was amazing, and on the way home, everypony was talking about it.

"Did you hear that last note? It was amazing!" Whimsical mused.

"The entire production was amazing!" Derpy added.

"I wiked the part when..." Scotaloo started, but dosed off in the middle of her sentence. We all laughed and I put her on my back.

"That was pretty cool, thanks for buying, Whimsical," I said.

"No problem! It was totally worth it anyways, guys. But I've gotta break off here," Whimsical started, "Burning Flame, I'll see you at the train stop tomorrow, okay?"

"Yeah, definitely, Whimsical."

She hugged me, then waved goodbye to Derpy and I. Derpy and I kept walking, idly chatting, until a seemingly drunk pony yelled,

"What's up, cross-eyes?" Then he laughed.

"What did you say about her?" I asked, inching towards the pony.

"Burning Flame, please, he's just drunk, there's no to fight him!"

I looked back towards Derpy. Some how, I looked straight into her eyes, and saw that they were full of fear.

"I'm sorry, Derpy, it's just that..."

"What?"

"It's just that I want the world to know how perfect you are," I said, without really realizing it.

"You think I'm... p-perfect?"

Again, I started talking without any realization of doing so, "I mean yeah, just cause you have mix-matched eyes, doesn't mean you're not perfect! I'm mean you're really pretty, beautiful, to be exact, and you're nice to everypony you meet, and you have beautiful eyes and you're personality is amazing, and, well, you're perfect!"

She stared at me, her jaw dropped, face blushing. My heart was beating 100 miles a minute. She smiled, at one point, looked away, then quickly pecked my cheek. It was my turn to drop my jaw, but before I could say anything, she was flying away, giggling. But there was also giggling coming from my back, too.

"H-how much of that did you hear, Scotaloo?"

The next day was very sad, for the most part, because I had to say goodbye to my friends. Yet, I knew that there was a huge opportunity in front of me, and I had to seize it. Whimsical was crying, and so was Scotaloo. Although she didn't understand much, she understood that I was leaving, and that I may not be able to come back anytime soon. Derpy, unfortunately, could not make it because she had papers to deliver, and couldn't spare time. I sure hoped that was the reason.

"I'll miss you Burning Flame. You'd better come and visit me!"

"I will, I promise, Whimsical. Friends forever?" I extended my hoof.

She smiled, and met my hoof, "Friends forever."

I then nuzzled Scotaloo, and said, "You'll write to me, right kid?"

"Yes, I pwomise, Daddy!"

I smiled, and nuzzled her again.

"All aboard!" The conductor yelled.

I then hugged both Scoots and Whimsical, reminding them to write, then boarded the train towards my destiny.