The best… I am the best…
“Fillies and gentlecolts! Today we’re here at the Grand Slam of the Pony Wrestling Entertainment!” A cheer erupted inside the Crystal Empire Underground Stadium. “I’m Trevor and I’ll be your ring announcer for today.” Trevor, a young, grey unicorn pony with a ribboned microphone cutie mark, introduced himself as he bowed to the audience.
“Ponies from everywhere are here to watch the final match of this season’s championship! Isn't this exciting?" The ring announcer inquired the audience, receiving more screams in return.
The sounds from outside didn’t faze him one bit. He sat there in the waiting room inside the stadium, waiting patiently.
No one can beat me…
There’s no one around. Nothing. Not that he expected anyone. Being alone right now was all he needed. His body was hot, burning even, yet he felt that his mind was more calm and collected than ever.
“Now, for our grand finale! The championship match that will decide the fate of our contestants!” The crowds riled up at Trevor’s announcement.
I am the greatest…
“The match will be between the undefeated champion and the invincible challenger. Who will take the belt of the World title? Will it be the challenger, or will the champion defend the title once again?”
He sighed as he relived the moments he had before all of this. Today was the day he had waited for a long time. It was within his reach. The only thing he had to do tonight was to win and get back to where he belonged.
“Alright everypony, this is the moment you’ve all been waiting for! The earth pony who hits as hard as a hammer and strikes as quick as a lightning bolt. These two traits combine together to form the unbeatable fighter!” The crowd suddenly went quiet, waiting impatiently for their hero to come out.
"THE MIGHTY MJÖLNIR!” Smoke spouted from the entrance on the west side of the ring and thundering sound effect could be heard throughout the stadium. The symbol of hammer and lightning flashed everywhere on the big screen. Everypony focused on the shadow lurking behind the white smoke.
The sound of thunder struck as an earth pony jumped out from the mist. Silver-striped lightning suit and a mask adorned the fighter’s body. Mjolnir strutted up to the ring while showing off his well-toned muscles and built-up figure. The champion stepped inside the ring and trotted around, admiring the scene before climbing up on one corner and standing up on both hind legs, roaring to the crowds.
The echoes from outside went unheard, his eyes set straight to the goal. He stood up and walked towards the entrance. At any moment now he had to go out there to the fight that would decide his worth. There was only one thing on his mind. and that was…
Victory!
“Now, for our undefeated challenger! The challenger of the ring, the possessor of blinding awesomeness, and the smoothest pony alive! He is…”
“THE FLASH!” The audience cried out as he walked into the arena, engulfed by the light of the stage.
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2 months earlier…
“Flash! This is not funny!” Twilight Sparkle shouted.
The pegasus smirked at her. "Whatever do you mean, Twilight?"
"A wrestling championship? Isn't that the event that has ponies beat each other up in the ring?" The alicorn princess worryingly asked.
"Yeah, Twilight. It’s my dad's wish. He loves wrestling and wants nothing more than to be inside the ring fighting against strong opponents, but he has health issues. He’s allergic to nylon rope and his coat chafes when he wears latex.”
"Is that why you signed up for the event? To be there in your father's place where he couldn’t?" Twilight frowned.
"Oh, no no no, not at all. It’s just that my dad always told me of the glory of being able to fight in the ring. Then one day, it simply became my dream.” Flash shook his head slightly.
“I asked to be in his place and he trained me hard since I was a little colt.” He said, picking up a photo of himself and his dad. “So, at least I wanted to fulfill his dream before he passes.”
“But, I don’t want you to get hurt…” Twilight said, her eyes brimming with tears as she spoke.
“You know I can’t do that. Getting in the ring means I will get beat up. A lot.” Flash put down the photo and lifted up her chin with a hoof.
“Hey, it’s my dream and if it hadn’t been for my dad’s training, I wouldn’t have been accepted into the Royal Guard. That simply means I wouldn’t be able to see you there.”
“Oh, you’re so cheesy.” Twilight playfully jabbed at his right shoulder.
“I know right?” They both laughed.
“Alright, you win. Just beat them up and come back to me, okay? I’ll nurse you back myself.” She said, giving him the sultry look.
“Eh heh heh, of course!” He blushed furiously, trying to avoid her eyes.
“But seriously, try not to get hurt, okay?” She giggled, clearly not understanding what happens in a wrestling match.
“I can’t promise that but I’ll try just for you, my little princess.” Flash leaned in to nuzzle his marefriend and let her go.
“Come back to me.” Twilight whispered into his ears before they parted ways.
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Present...
Flash entered from the east entrance along with a guitar solo act. His mark, the shield and lightning bolt, shone brightly on the main screen. The stage flared, and smoke erupted from the sides. Flash walked out wearing a black-eyed mask and a white and blue wrestling suit. His wings fanned out proudly as he slowly approached the ring.
Flash Sentry stepped inside the ring, meeting with the champion’s smirking form and the all-too-excited announcer waiting for him. He looked around, appreciating the sight of the crowd gathered inside the stadium. He closed his eyes and raised his hoof up into the air, his display of confidence earning screams and cheers from the stadium’s crowd.
A loud clap distracted him, making him turn towards the sound.
“Well well well, aren’t you a bit cocky?” The champion, Mjolnir, asked as he grabbed the microphone from the announcer and trotted closer to Flash. His voice was hoarse, as if he were somepony trying too hard to sound deep. “You think you have what it takes to win against ME of all ponies, huh?” He taunted, leering at the larger pegasus.
The announcer quickly set another microphone on Flash’s hoof. The challenger shook his head. Having to do a stage play wasn’t what he had in mind, but he decided to play along anyway.
“With that get-up?” Flash asked mockingly, “Looks like I’ll be walking out with the belt around my waist tonight.” The crowd’s “oh’s” were loud and clear.
“Wow, you sure talk big when you barely made it to the finals with that body of yours.” The sleek champion countered, getting an appraisal from the crowd.
“Hmph, we’ll see about that.” Flash snorted.
“Tch, when I’m done with you, you’ll have a face only mommy would love.”” Mjolnir promised, waving a ‘come and get it’ hoof towards Flash..
“Then say hello to my right hoof here, because your face will be meeting him a lot.” Flash pointed a right forehoof at the champ and dropped the mic at his feet.
“Alright! That’s enough foreplay you two.” Trevor jested, eliciting a few chuckles from the crowd.
“As you know, the rules for this match are simple. All you have to do is pin the other pony down for three seconds, force the opponent to tap out from a submission hold, or knock the opponent out for a count to ten.” The announcer eyed both contestants as they both nodded back in agreement.
“Alright! I’m out for today and I’m passing the stage to you, Josh and Mike!” Trevor said, getting out of the ring.
“Thank you, Trevor! And now, while we wait for our champion and challenger to warm up, we will give you some information on our contestants. Isn’t that correct, Mike?” Josh, a brown earth pony with a headphone cutie mark, said with enthusiasm.
“That is correct, Josh. It will be interesting to see where our fighters of the ring hail from.” Mike, a light green pegasus, with a pencil and notebook cutie mark, answered with an equally passionate tone.
“Our champion was an orphan until they were adopted by the owner of PWE at the age of 16. He still didn’t have his cutie mark back then.” Josh began reading up the champion’s profile. “Then the owner himself came up with the idea of Pony Wrestling. He put Mjolnir into the ring with other ponies he recruited.” Josh nodded at Mike.
“Mjolnir fought with everything he had, won his debut match, and got his cutie mark in the very same day!” Mike continued with vigor.
“And not only that folks! Later, he became the first pony to get the title and continued to defend it for more than 3 years!.” Josh declared while slamming his hooves to the table.
“That was an exciting tale, isn’t it, Josh?” Mike asked.
“Yep, and do you know what else is exciting?” Josh grabbed his partner’s face and planted it towards his chest.
“Mmhm mph mmph, Mmph?” Mike attempted to answer with his face trapped in his partner’s hooves.
“The challenger himself, you silly! He was trained by his own dad at a very young age and received working duty in the Royal Guard a year less than the required age. He never stepped into the ring before, but when he got the permission, he didn’t waste the opportunity!” Josh released his friend and rolled his eyes.
“Oh boy, not only did he manage to win every single round up until this match, he also beat all of his opponents without getting hit once.” Mike said and nodded approvingly.
“And for the fans, I happen to know that he’s currently dating our newly crowned princess, Twilight Sparkle, too.” Josh was pretending to whisper at the camera.
“The two of them have such interesting backgrounds. Who will win and who will lose? We are about to find out!” Mike said as both of them put down the fighter profiles.
“This match is going to be thrilling, don’t you agree, Mike?” Josh asked.
“That’s right! Now, our fighters are approaching in the middle of the ring. Waiting for the referee’s signal to start the fight.” Mike said.
Flash glowered at his opponent through his mask as they both stood, facing each other. The champion tilted his head side-to-side, emitting a few pops and cracks from his neck.
This chubby schlob looks like he’s going to break once I land a few big hits. Better be careful not to get too much heat in this match then. Unless he gets too confident. Mjolnir thought.
Now that I look closely at him, his body is pretty small compared to the other competitors. Now I feel bad if I beat him like the other guys. Flash thought.
Both trains of thought were interrupted as the referee whistled to get their attention.
“Remember, we want to see a fair and clean fight.” He eyed both of them and received nods in return.
Satisfied, the referee motioned for them to shake hooves before preparing to signal the fight. He raised his right hoof up high while everypony watched in anticipation. Both fighters glared at each other threateningly. He swung down his hoof between both fighters as the bell rang, signaling the beginning of the match.
“The fight begins!” The two commentators shouted in unison with the crowd’s cheering, reverberating inside the Crystal Empire stadium.
The referee stepped back to give room for the two fighters. Both jumped forward in a split second after the referee’s withdrawal. Their eyes went wide as their faces barely collided a few inches apart. Both of them quickly dodged to their right and stopped, staring at each other in wonder.
He’s fast and he thinks as I do. Both of them thought. This is interesting.
Mjolnir was the first to act as he dove towards the rope and slung himself at his opponent. Flash wasn’t going to just stand there either. He quickly reacted and sidestepped to avoid the speedy champion. Mjolnir missed him by a hair’s breadth, but he recovered as he reached another rope, rebounding faster than before. Flash quickly jumped into the air, avoiding him again.
Due to his lightweight pegasus anatomy, Flash could easily jump over Mjolnir's head. That didn’t stop the champion, though. Mjolnir bounded from rope to rope at an incredible speed and Flash found himself trapped in a corner.
“Oh boy, this is it, folks! The champion’s initial strategy, Rope Cornering!” Mike shouted.
“This doesn’t look good for our challenger. He must do something or he will be crushed in that corner.” Josh stated.
The champion slung himself off one last rope before charging his target in the corner. A smirk creased on his face, sure of his victory.
Flash, however, didn’t faze from the champion’s attack. He did a quick side turn, planning for the champion to crash into the turnbuckle.
Mjolnir's smile could be seen as he sped past the challenger. Flash knew that smile. It was a smile of confidence. Mjolnir jumped and did a flip kick at the turnbuckle then launched himself straight at the pegasus.
Everything went too fast, and Flash found himself getting punched in the face. His face deformed from the force of the champ’s momentum and in the next second he was sent flying to the other side of the ring.
“That was a most wonderful display of speed and agility by the champion! He used the turnbuckle to spring himself back at his opponent, and that must have put quite a strain on his back legs. Kicking yourself back from that speed is not an easy feat!” Mike exclaimed excitedly.
“That’s why he is the champion, folks. His amazing strength earned him the belt!” Josh added.
The crowd roared as the scene played out. Flash shook his head and tried to regain his senses as he saw the blurred pony walking towards him.
“I’m sure you’re more durable than that, or you wouldn’t be here, right?” Mjolnir said with a slight mock in his voice.
Flash jumped up and leaned on the rope behind him. He’s good and I was too naive. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to regain his composure. You can do this, He told himself. He opened his now determined eyes and turned them towards his opponent.
Mjolnir felt a chill down his spine as he stared right into the challenger’s eyes. They were calm -- too calm for a pony who just got struck down.
Suddenly, Flash disappeared from Mjolnir’s eyesight. The earth pony tried to turn around but felt an impact up his chin. His eyes darted downwards, and the same determined eyes stared back at him as his body flew backward and down on the mat.
“Oh my Celestia, that speed is unmatched! Our challenger quickly ducked and did a shoryuken up his chin. Our champion didn’t even know what hit him!” Mike shouted.
“That uppercut was fast. Even our cameraman barely followed. Let’s look at the replay folks!” Josh eagerly said as he ordered to see the scene roll out again.
The scene replayed on the big screen for everypony in the stadium to see. The crowd’s awed cheering could be heard as the uppercut landed right up the champion’s chin.
What the?! Mjolnir stared right into the ceiling spotlights. He felt numb at his chin and his body was unresponsive from the shock.
“One! Two! Three! Fo-” The referee was interrupted by a hoof on his muzzle. Mjolnir was now back on his hooves, rubbing a hoof on his chin.
Well, I was careless, but that speed… impressive...
“The champion was quick on his hooves, but what will he do next?” Josh reported to the crowd.
The tension rose between the two wrestlers. Both charged at the same time and grabbed each other’s shoulders.
You want a contest of strength, huh? Mjolnir grinned wickedly and forced Flash down on his knees.
The announcers were watching intensely. “The champion totally overwhelms the challenger. How will he counter this tremendous power?”
Flash knew he couldn’t fight in strength, but he did know how to turn the situation into his favor. After all, one’s strength is also their weakness.
Flash was now pushed back almost completely to the ring mat. He suddenly stopped resisting and let all the weight to come down on him. Mjolnir lost his balance and tumbled forward while Flash pulled in his back legs and kicked the champion over his head. Mjolnir landed firmly on four hooves and turned back to see Flash coming in a beeline for him. The earth pony quickly ducked and tackled the pegasus right in the body. Both fighters tumbled back onto the mat.
Flash was now at a disadvantage as his back lie onto the mat while Mjolnir stood on top of him, the earth pony’s hind legs pinning him and preventing sudden movements. The champion raised his forehooves up and hammered them down on Flash.
“This is it, folks! The signature move! Thor’s Hammer!” Mike announced as the crowd began cheering.
The hit can simply relate to a hammer strike. Mjolnir’s joined forehooves swung down hard at his opponent, propelled by his body acting as a lever. The champion kept hitting Flash, while the masked pegasus could barely defend himself. His forelegs bruised and numbed trying to parry each blow.
“This is bad. Our challenger needs to do something.”
I have to do something. There’s something I can do to win this! I can’t go down like this. Each hammering blow blurred Flash’s vision. Each strike increasing his body’s numbness and taking a part of his consciousness away.
On the verge of unconsciousness, Flash remembered.
Come…
It was a familiar voice.
Come back...
Twilight Sparkle’s voice.
Come back to me...
Flash’s eyes went wide in sudden remembrance as he moved his forelegs away from his body and prepared for the champion’s mighty hooves.
Finally giving up? I’ll make it end really quick for you. Mjolnir smirked triumphantly and raised his hooves high, preparing for the final slam.
The blow came down hard, aimed at his chest. A moment before it landed, Flash immediately grabbed Mjolnir hooves and pulled down as he kick his hind legs up as hard as he could. Flash grunted as he flipped the champion over his head. The impact on his bare chest nearly broke a few ribs, but it was a small price to pay to escape from a slow and painful defeat.
Mjolnir lost his balance once he landed the blow and tumbled forward. He tried to get up but found himself pinned down by the challenger’s weight on his back.
“Oh Luna! Did you see that, Josh?” Mike queried.
“Oh yes, dear Mike. Our challenger escaped the onslaught and has now trapped the champion into a submission hold!” The crowd was going wild at the entangled fighters.
Mjolnir’s lower body was lifted into the air as Flash sat down on his back, preventing the champion from getting up. Flash grabbed the champion’s both hind legs and pulled, stretching the earth pony’s body into it’s limit.
Mjolnir groaned in pain, and tried to roll himself out of submission, but to no avail. He couldn’t get out, and the pain grew worse every second. He grit his teeth as he endured the pain, trying to think of an escape.
“Looks like this could be it, folks!” Josh cried into the microphone.
The crowd was growing crazy by the moment. Incessant chanting could be heard throughout the stadium. “Flash! Flash! Flash!”
“The stadium is trembling with the thunderous hoof stomps from the crowd. Even I could feel it shaking! Will this be it or will the champion find his way out?!” Mike hollered.
Mjolnir’s face contorted as he let out a cry of pain. He slowly raised his shaky hoof, reluctant to tap out. However, it seemed that the pain was winning. Tears fell down his face in a stream as his back was bended backwards even more.
The champion couldn’t take it anymore and decided to tap out, but before his hoof slam down on the ring mat, he felt the challenger let him go.
“I forfeit.” Flash announced as he got up and offered his hoof to the prostrated champion.
The crowd gasped, and the stadium suddenly grew silent. Confused murmurs began filling the stadium
“What… did he just say?” Josh asked as he couldn’t believe what he just heard.
“Did he just say forfeit?” Mike breathed out in a stunned expression.
“I forfeit. I want to withdraw myself from this match.” Flash announced again, this time looking directly at the judge.
The judge nodded as he crossed his forehooves up in the air and waved, signaling that the match had come to an end.
Mjolnir was equally stunned on what happened. He stared at his opponent’s hoof reaching out for him with bewildered eyes. He slowly grabbed it, and Flash pulled him up on his hooves.
“Why would you do that?” Mjolnir asked, still bewildered from everything that had happened.
“Let’s talk when we both get out of this stage, okay?” Flash whispered and winked at him.
The once-again-defending-champion’s face turned red at the wink.
“Well, I guess that’s that, folks. I just don’t know why he would just forfeit when he was clearly winning against the champ.” Mike said, shaking his head in bemusement.
“I think he had his reason, Mike. He’s a royal guard after all.” Josh offered.
“Maybe you’re right. Well, the champion defended his title once again for the thirteenth time. Now, this concludes our tournament folks!” Mike announced.
“Yep, I hope you all enjoyed the match and please give both ponies a round of applause.” Josh said. Everypony erupted in cheers and clapping in honor of the memorable match.
Flash smiled and waved his hooves to thank the crowd. He glanced to the right to see his opponent mumble something inaudible. He quickly grabbed his hoof and raised up as the crowd cheered for both of them.
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The stadium grew quiet as the last of the audience left the building. Flash retired back to his waiting room and started to pack his belongings.
His ears twitched as he heard hoofsteps heading toward his room. A few knocks rang out from behind the tinted glass door.
“May I come in?” asked a mare's voice.
“Sure. Come in.” Flash said. The door opened, and a pony walked in.
The pony, who was none other than the champion himself, trotted closer to Flash and took off the hooded mask. The face under the mask was the face of a young mare.
“How did you know?” She glared at him.
“Well, I didn’t really care at first. I just thought it was strange that your body was pretty small compared to other stallions, but the thing that gave you out was when I used the submission hold... on you.” He said with a sheepish smile, averting his eyes from her as his face turned crimson.
“Wait what? How d- ohhhhh…” Mjolnir’s face turned a darker shade of red.
An awkward silence lingered in the air as both ponies stared at each other with blush-tinted faces. It was Flash who broke the ice-cold tension.
“Anyways, were you hurt?” he asked.
“No, not exactly. You did a good job with that submission though. It was pretty awesome.” She gave her back a slight massage.
“My dad taught me well.”
“Yeah, my stepdad taught me too.” She said. Both shared a laugh, but the laughter died down as Flash began to cough out in pain, holding his chest.
“Oh my Celestia, are you alright?” Mjolnir quickly rushed to his side.
“Nah, it’s okay, but I think you broke a few ribs there.” He shrugged, then winced at the pain.
“I’m so sor-” She was cut short by a hoof on her mouth.
“Don’t be. It was a good match.” He shook his head and smiled.
“Thank you... for doing this. Even though I don’t think you should forfeit because I am a girl. I heard that you fight for your dad, right? Shouldn’t you try to win for him?”
“I didn’t forfeit because you were a girl. I forfeited because I want you to train more and fight with me again next time. You simply overestimated yourself because of your winning streak and it pains me to see that I didn’t win against the real you. Besides, I didn’t say I would quit. I don’t think my dad expects me to win at the first tournament, anyway. It would be a much honorable victory if I won with a fight of perseverance and skill against an opponent of undying will and determination.” He proudly stated, smiling confidently and puffing his chest out.
“Wow… that’s deep. How long did it take for you to come up with that cheesy line?” She raised an eyebrow, an amused smirk plastered on her face.
“Just now, actually. It kinda popped up in my head.” Both ponies giggled.
“Well, thanks again. For everything.” She said, wiping a drop of tear from her eyes.
“I should be the one to say that. This match reminded me of somepony important to me.” He said.
“Oh! You mean the princess?” Mjolnir grinned.
“Yeah.” Flash scratched his head and smiled bashfully.
“Well, good luck with her then. I’ll be cheering for you.”
“Thanks, I really don’t know what she would do when she hears of my current condition.” He said, shuddering at the thought.
“Haha, I’m sure you’ll be fine. If I were her, I would certainly be proud of you.” She patted him on the shoulder.
He nodded weakly, still experiencing the pain on his ribs.
“Oh! By the way, my real name is Mjolna. It’s nice to meet you, Flash.” She said, winking at him before walking out the door and closing it behind her.
“Mjolna, huh? That’s a nice name.” He muttered to himself.
“Flash Sentry, huh? What an interesting guy. I’ll beat you for real next time.” She shook her head and sighed contently before walking out the stadium.
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Back at Canterlot…
Princess Twilight Sparkle was reading a medical book under a tree in the Canterlot Gardens, waiting for her coltfriend to be back. She turned the last page of the book and floated it away with her magic into a pile of other medical books.
“I hope I don’t have to use this. He did say that he will try to come back uninjured.” She sighed, looking up at the sky.
“BOO!”
“Aaaaah!” Twilight shrieked and jumped at Flash Sentry’s prank. The purple alicorn was now clinging upside down on one of the tree’s branches.
“Gets you every time!” Flash rolled on the floor laughing. “Hahahaha!”
“It’s not funny! How cou- Oh my!” Twilight recognized Flash and teleported beside him, fussing over him.
“Are you alright!? Where are you hurt? Is it-” Twilight was interrupted by a peck on the cheek.
“Calm down, Twilight. Nothing serious, just a few bruises and broken ribs.” Flash smiled sheepishly.
“Oh, just a few bruises and BROKEN RIBS?!” Twilight screeched, making Flash put both hooves on his ears from the sudden loudness.
“This is why I didn’t want you to go! Don’t you know how much I worried about you?!” Twilight kept yelling at the poor pegasus, her horn lighting up.
A purple glow surrounded Flash’s body, and the injured stallion felt relaxed at the feeling of magic. He sighed contently from the effects of the healing spell. Twilight, however, continued to throw complaints at the pegasus for the whole duration. Flash knew that she did because she cared about him.
After finishing the spell, Twilight stopped shouting. She stared at the ground, panting heavily from exhaustion of using her magic and scolding her coltfriend. Flash looked at her with half-lidded eyes, his pain subsided and his fatigue vanished.
“I’m.. not... done yet.” Twilight panted.
“I’m sure you aren’t.” He teased.
“You are a dumb jerk who-” An embrace cut Twilight’s retort.
“I know, Twily, and I’m sorry.” Flash apologized as he scooped her up and nuzzled her.
“You… you are s-still a b-big dumb jerk…” Tears brimmed on Twilight’s eyes as they both slumped down on the mattress.
“Shh… it’s okay. I’m back, like I promised.” Flash began brushing her mane with a hoof.
“I’m sorry I yelled at you.” Twiight said as tears started to run down her cheeks.
“Don’t be sorry, Twily. The Princess shouldn’t cry like this.” Flash gave her a soft smile.
“I know. I’m just... happy and sad at the same time. I’m glad to see you back, but I don’t want to see you getting hurt like this.” Twilight sniffed while Flash wiped her tears.
“I know, I know…” Flash comforted her. They stayed in each other's embraces for several more moments.
“Did you win?” Twilight asked, sighing contently in her coltfriend’s embrace.
“No, I forfeited the match.” Flash answered.
“Why?” Twilight turned to look at him.
“I just wanted to see her stronger before we fight again.” Flash glanced up to the sky.
“Her?”
“Yeah, you saw the poster of my match, right? The guy named Mjolnir?” Flash pointed at a magazine.
“Yes, but- Really?” Twilight picked up the magazine, eyes squinted on the cover.
“Yeah, I noticed that he was a she during my last submission hold. Well, the position was kinda awkward, but you get what I’m saying, right?” Flash waggled an eyebrow.
“What do you mean?” Twilight glanced at him with a confused expression. “You mean- Oh! Ohhh...”
He cleared his throat. “Yeah, that happened. I then forfeited the match and everything was over.”
”Wow, ain’t you such a gentlecolt.” Twilight jabbed her coltfriend’s shoulder, smirking.
“Actually, there’s one more thing that happened today.”
“What is it?” Twilight looked up at him.
“There was a moment when she got me pinned down and I started losing my consciousness.” Flash noticed Twilight’s widening eyes. “No no, everything turned out alright. Otherwise, I won’t be here.” Flash reassured her.
“Well, what happened then?”
“You happened, Twily.”
“Me? What does this have to do with me?” Twilight’s eyebrow raised in askance.
“Do you remember the last thing you said before we parted?”
“Come back to me?” Twilight smiled, blushing lightly.
“Exactly, that’s what I heard. Your voice gave me strength to fight back, even though I ended up with a few broken ribs.” He remarked, earning a light jab from an amused Twilight. “But that’s the reason I’m here today. I couldn’t have done it without you, Twilight.” Flash stared right into her eyes.
“Flash… that was… the cheesiest thing I’ve ever heard from you.” Twilight grinned as their lips met.
In the Canterlot Gardens, Princess Twilight Sparkle and Flash Sentry cuddled under the shadow of a big oak tree, basking in each other’s warmth. Contented smiles adorned their faces with nary a care in the world.
Everything turned out alright in the end.
FIN.
Author's Note
Cover art : This moment is a flash.
Well, I'm back guys! I hope to keep you entertained with my stories again. I'm currently rewriting my old story. (To be honest, my writing sucks!)
I don't have much to say here. This story came from the prompt "write a story about Mjolna's Cutie mark". But I had to focus on Flash Sentry instead because of a punishment game with my friends. They demanded to see Flash as a hero of the story. Thus, this story was born! I had a hard time drawing this silly piece of artwork and It was good to finally be able to write something even though it's not my main story, but I hope you guys enjoy it!
Also, I would like to thanks Vylon Horakhty for proofreading this story. You are the best!
