A Week In The Life Of Wing Nut

Sunday

The sun is shining in through my window, projecting a bright yet gentle light onto everything in my bedroom. Aero is sleeping peacefully behind me, breathing steadily and quietly. When we got off the train yesterday evening, we were too tired to do anything but eat dinner and go to sleep. Cheap Treat arrived at my loft sometime later last night. I agreed to let him sleep here until he found a place to live. I roll myself over to face Aero and begin to stroke her wing with my hoof. I notice that the dye in our feathers is finally fading out, bringing us back to having our normal white coats. Aero seems to relax as I stroke her soft wing. I'm glad she can finally get a good night's rest, there was alot of being woken up early this week. Even yesterday when we were supposed to be able to sleep in, we were woken up by the security guard. Stroking her feathers one last time, I roll out of bed and quietly walk over to my window. Outside, a few cumulus clouds are scattered throughout the sky and hidden behind the skyscrapers.

I walk down to my kitchen and go into my fridge. Bread. Butter. Water. I see nothing else and I close the door, waking Treat up on the couch behind me.

"Hi." I greet him quietly.

"Hi." he says back tiredly. He has a distressed looking mane and a dumb look on his face.

"Did you have a good time in Manehattan last night?"

"Sure." he answers embarrassedly.

"What's wrong?"

"You know Vertigo?"

"Yeah."

"We went out drinking."

"Ok, and?"

"And then we... Uh..."

"Oh... I see." I react as I turn around and go back to facing the kitchen counter.

"We bucked." he finishes awkwardly loudly, apparently thinking it was necessary to tell me.

"Who did?" Aero yells from the top of the stairs, apparently awake now.

"Vertigo!" I yell back. Aero laughs loudly and Treat lies back down and covers his head.

"It's okay, Treat. We don't care." I tell him.

"Was it Vertigo's idea?!" Aero yells, still laughing. Cheap Treat remains silent.

"Well... I guess Aerodrome cares a little."

1. Lunch just arrived. We have pizza and soda.

"The food is here!" I announce as I place it on my coffee table, in front of Aero. Cheap Treat left to go look at the shop that I told him was up for sale. He was afraid it would be gone before he could get to it. Aero grabs a slice and goes back to watching TV as I sit down next to her.

"The mighty griffon. These powerful creatures are often to blame for anything bad that happens around them, simply because of their stereotypical meanness" the narrator says. "But do they have a reason to be rude and glum?" photos of some angry looking griffons are shown on screen. "This is 'The History Of The Griffons'."

"This isn't racist at all..." I say to Aero. She nods.

"So, how do you think the trip turned out as a whole?" she asks me.

"I think that was one of the best trips of my life. Our routine went down with the audience better than I ever could have hoped, and I get to marry you now. I don't think it could have gone any better."

"Except for the almost getting killed." she says, unfurling her left wing and wrapping it around me caringly.

"But it led to something good. I earned free jousting armor."

"But you almost died."

"It's not any worse than what those changelings were trying to do to me when I was in the army. Or what they did do to some..." I drift off and think about my experience in the war. Aero watches me sadly for a moment.

"Please don't do stupid things like that in the future. You've already survived the most difficult part of your life, don't die because you want to beat some stupid cheater who wants to own me." Aero tells me.

"No promises." I laugh as I scoot closer to her and wrap my hooves around her. "You're so warm."

I release her and return to my spot on the couch, her wing still around me.

"So what did you think of the trip?" I ask her.

"It was pretty awesome. That airshow had the biggest crowd I've ever seen."

"Yeah, That's the most ponies we've ever performed for."

"Based on their reactions, I think we may have our best flight plan yet. If we're going to be winning awards, it'll be during this season."

"Yeah. I'm excited about this year." I finish. we sit in silence for a while, watching the anti-Griffon program on Griffons.

Aero looks at me restlessly.

"Do you want to do something today?" she asks.

"What did you have in mind?"

"Maybe we could go fly. We could do some cloud surfing."

"Sounds fun."

We leave my loft, take off into the air, and race upwards towards the clouds, which almost seem to be waiting for us.