The Story Of Scoscvisc

After a few minutes of lying on the bench, Scoscvisc noticed that Leif was walking towards him, he was holding the Skyball.

"You took that shot rather well." Leif said tossing the ball on Scoscvisc.

Scoscvisc grunted as the ball hit his chest; it must be bruised all over. He smiled, "yeah, well, I actually tried to dodge it but it was too late for that, it was way too fast."

Leif smiled sheepishly, "well, nopony has ever blocked it before, not ever."

"You devilish bastard," Scoscvisc said playfully.

"Well, I am out of practice and didn't expect to actually get the shot off." Leif reasoned

"That's no excuse for KNOCKING ME THROUGH THE SKYBALL NET!"

Leif put his hooves up defensively, "hey, I said I was sorry,"

"'sorry' isn't going to heal my huge bruise."

"Why don't you heal it with your magic then?"

"Oh…" Scoscvisc said, feeling kind of stupid. He focused some minor healing magic on his torso and began to feel that the bruise was healing.

"Sweet Celestia Scozzy, are you ok?" Tulipe said hugging him close.

"Scozzy? Really?" Silverwing joked

"I would be better if you weren't crushing me." Scoscvisc said in a pained tone.

"Whoops sorry, I forgot about your getting blasted out of the sky." She said, blushing.

"It's ok," Scoscvisc said. Their eyes were fully concentrated on the other's, they felt alive, they both knew that this relationship that they had was here to stay.

"Ugh, what happened?" said the pony that was regaining consciousness.

Silverwing walked over to the pony on the ground and yelled in his face, "YOU JUST GOT KNOCKED THE BUCK OUT!"