Honey Glow trotted to the window on the far side of the living room. The hardwood floor was cold beneath her hooves, and it gleamed in the late afternoon sunlight. As she reached the window, she pushed it open, and inhaled the scent of fallen leaves. Mmm... She could almost taste the pumpkin pie she was planning to make later. She pushed back the gingham curtains and studied her reflection in the window. The worn fabric allowed light to softly filter into the room, and smelled like her childhood. She gazed through the glass, watching a group of school ponies race down the street, laughing as they tossed an apple back and forth.

As the tucked a stray curl back into her bun, she spotted her neighbour, Starswirl the Bearded, approaching the veranda. His velvet cape trailed behind him, shifting like a surging stream. Around his middle were several pouches. Each of them tied with golden string, so as to protect the precious herbs inside. On one of their weekly meetings, he had opened them to show her each herb. He had gathered them from a place called the Everfree Forest, so they were like nothing she had ever seen before. There was one, called cinnamon, which smelled oh-so-delightful. He had let her taste some, but it did not taste nearly as good as it smelled. She heard him knock on the door, and hurriedly tucked another runaway curl into her up do. Then, Honey hurried to the door to greet her elderly guest. She opened the wooden door, and had to bite back a grin when she noticed his unruly beard. Starswirl had a bad habit of fiddling with his beard when he was deep in thought. Often, it left him looking more than a little scruffy. His familiar scent of pine needles and old books washed over her as he stepped into the house.

"Good afternoon, Starswirl," Honey smiled gently, "How are you?"

"I am well, Mrs. Glow, and yourself?" Starswirl inquired in his usual polite tone.

"I too am well, although the weather has gotten colder than I prefer," Honey replied as she guided Starswirl to the back porch. Two rocking chairs were arranged around a small wooden table. "Please," Honey nodded towards the table, "seat yourself whilst I bring out the tea." Starswirl sat down and proceeded to empty the contents of his saddlebag onto the table. By the time Honey had returned with the tea tray, several thick books were spread out across the table, and a stack of diagrams lay near the edge. Honey set down the tray and began to pour tea for Starswirl, and then herself. "So," Honey began, as she relaxed into her rocking chair, "what have you brought with you this time?"

Starswirl leaned forward in his chair, "Mrs. Glow, it has been over a year since we started having these weekly tea meetings." he spoke in a soft voice, and one of his hooves was absently playing the the curls in his beard, "I have come to trust you completely."

Honey sat up straight in her chair, surprised by his strange comment, "I am flattered, Starswirl, but I must say, you usually do not speak so forwardly. Tell me, is something the matter?"

Starswirl shook his head softly, "Nothing is the matter, Mrs. Glow. It is simply that I believe it is time for me to share one of my personal theories with you. It is one I care about greatly, and one I hope you may help me prove."

Honey could hardly believe her ears, "Starswirl, I am honoured that you would trust me with such a thing, but I am not a scholar. I may be curious, and our conversations have definitely sparked many an interesting thought, but I am not sure what I have to offer to help prove a theory. Especially one of your theories."

Starswirl gave a small smile, "It is just like you to say such a thing, but I would like you to take a look at my ideas anyhow. Perhaps you might change your mind." He flipped through one of the heavy tomes on the tabletop. "As you can see here, this book explains the science behind a sonic boom," Honey nodded, and Starswirl continued, "for a long time I have had a suspicion that if a Pegasus flies fast enough, they would be able to break the sound barrier. However, I recently found an ancient book on magical forces that describes a similar phenomenon. If a Pegasus is truly connected to their flying magic, their passion may be able to cause a magic boom. If a Pegasus were able to perform a sonic boom and a magic boom," Starswirl flipped over one of his diagrams, "they may be able to create something called a Sonic Rainboom."

Author's Note

Credit to The Brony Notion for inspiring me to write this. I have used his theories to support my plot line.