The Pegasus & The Pegasister

“Let’s check out the pies!” Soarin said enthusiastically, opening the boxes. “This one’s Pineapple.” he said, smelling the rich scent.

“Sweet! I love Pineapples!” Ashleigh said.

“Me too!” Soarin said. “And it smells great!”

“What’s the other one?”

Soarin opened the other box. “Yes! Apple!” he shouted, excitedly jumping up and down.

“Awesome!” Ashleigh shouted, stacking the two pies on top of each other and ready to cut them into slices.

“Hold on, I have to sing my victory pie song.” Soarin said, grinning.

“Okay, sing it!”

Soarin mumbled something. “Okay...so we have a pineapple and apple pie, so what would the abbreviation for that be if I added “Pie” at the beginning…”

“PPAP.” Ashleigh explained. “Pie pineapple apple pie.”

“Great one!” Soarin said, flapping his wings enthusiastically.

“Okay, here it goes…” he muttered. “PPAP... I have a pie. I have an apple! Ugh! Apple pie! I have a pie. I have pineapple. Ugh! Pineapple Pie! Apple pie, Pineapple pie. Ugh! Pie pineapple apple pie!” he finished off the last part by pretending to smash the two pies together like you would a pair of cymbals.

Ashleigh clapped. “That was great Soarin. Very good demonstration.”

“I know.” Soarin said. “It was a very good demonstration. Now let’s eat!”

The two sat down to eating pies, relishing the delicious flavor. After finishing, got up and started walking again, looking for somewhere to sleep.

“I think we’re going in circles.” Soarin said a while later as they were walking. “We’ve passed that waterfall with steam coming off of it three times in a row.”

Ashleigh sighed. “It’s so dark I can’t see where to go.”

Soarin yawned. “Why don’t we just go under those bushes?”

Ashleigh nodded. “Okay.” she walked over a pair of bushes and climbed under one. She silently let out a sigh of relief that there weren’t any spiderwebs or small animals under the bush. Soarin slid under a bush a few yards away from her, and scraped some moss into a pillow, laying his head down on it.

“Cozy?” she asked.

Soarin let out a reassuring “Yep.” Before yawning and closing his eyes.

Ashleigh didn’t have enough moss to make a pillow, but she used her jacket to rest her head on. “‘Night Soarin!” she called, before closing her eyes.

“‘Night Ashleigh! Sleep well!”

~

The next morning, Ashleigh was the first to wake up. Letting out a yawn, she stood up and went to go check on Soarin. Soarin was still sleeping soundly, so she just patted him on the head, and went to look to see how far away the castle was. It looked like they could make it there in only a day or two. The white form hung over a mountain, intimidating the surrounding valley. The wind suddenly blew Ashleigh’s hair into her face, which was greasy and dusty.

“I really need a shower.” Ashleigh commented, noticing her usually smooth shiny hair’s mucky form.

She suddenly remembered the steam waterfall they had passed. It was crystal clear and probably about the temperature of shower water. Also she had some liquid soap from the raid last night, so she could clean herself off with that. Hurrying back to where Soarin was sleeping & the supplies were, she grabbed the soap and tried to locate the steam falls. It didn’t take her long, and she finally located them, not even a hundred yards away from where she had been sleeping. Ashleigh stood next to the small falls, impressed by their form. She tentatively put her hand out to see what temperature the water was. Pretty warm, perfect for a shower.

Ashleigh kicked off her boots and started removing her clothes, until she could feel the wind pierce her slender body, before walking in. She wasn’t the type that generally was afraid of being naked, not to mention that at this point she was so desperate to shower she didn’t care if anyone saw her. Ashleigh had nothing to dry off with, so she had no idea what she was going to do about that...

“This soap smells good.” she joked to herself as she rubbed it into her hair, trying to get the grease out. It stung really bad in her eyes, so she tried to keep them closed, hoping that she could keep them from getting burned. She was almost finished, and ready to get out when she heard hoofsteps approaching. She opened her eyes just in time to see Soarin come around the corner.

“Hey there you are-” he started, letting out a gasp of shock when he realized that she was naked.

“Y-you’re not wearing any clothes.” he said, expecting an angry scolding from her for coming across her.

But the angry scolding never came. Instead Ashleigh burst into laughter as Soarin’s entire face lit up the brightest shade of red she had ever seen.

“Hey…” she said embarrassedly, pulling her hair out of her face and trying to cover herself with her arms. “Can I borrow the front part your wonderbolts outfit to dry off? I’ll give it back.”

“Sure, just please don’t get mad at me!” Soarin said pulling it off and throwing it over to her, before running away.

Ashleigh climbed out and started drying herself off, wondering where Soarin had gone.

She hadn’t personally been embarrassed by being seen, but she felt kinda bad for Soarin, knowing that he probably hadn’t wanted to see her clothesless.

Finally she put all her clothes back on and walked over to where the supplies where she found Soarin with his head on his hooves.

“I’m sorry Ashleigh.” he apologized. “I didn’t know you were...over there. Please don’t be mad.”

Ashleigh smiled. “How is it your fault? I’m the one who should have warned you. I should have woken you up and told you not to come over there.”

Soarin looked hopeful. “You’re not mad?”

Ashleigh giggled and ruffled up his mane. “Of course not! I’m the one who should be apologizing. Me being clothless is probably burned into your memory.”

Soarin shook his head. “I’m very disgusted. I need to submerge my head in water! Just kidding, honestly I’m not bothered by it. I just thought you would be mad at me.”

Ashleigh hugged him. “Well don’t worry, I’m not mad. But you better not go telling other guys what I look like clothesless!”

Soarin chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’ll never say this happened if you say it never did. Best friend promise?” he asked.

“Best friend promise.” Ashleigh answered.

The incident that had just taken place, despite its extremity, was soon brushed aside. The only thing it had changed was the personal respect for each other, which now was much greater than it had ever been. The two knew how to respect each other in a more personal way, a way that even many friends did not experience.