Pegasi Traditions

The sounds of a new school day starting filled the morning air. Windy’s precious little Rainbow Dash was about to start another year at flight school. She kissed Rainbow on the forehead, and had to suppress a laugh at the filly’s horrified response.

“Mom, gross! We’re at school, don’t kiss me, the other foals will laugh.” Rainbow said, wiping her forehead with her hoof.

“Oh come on Dashie, it’s not so bad. Besides, nopony could resist kissing the best little filly ever. Now hurry up to class, and make mommy proud.” She was nearly in tears as she saw Rainbow zip off towards the school. The pride she felt overwhelmed her… But this was quickly replaced with delight as she spotted another pony in the crowd working her way over to her. Misty Breeze, nicknamed by her friends as Mrs. Shy, just the pony she wanted to see.

“So, they’re in the same class this year.” Misty said, audibly nervous. She stepped closer to the other mare and lowered her voice to almost a whisper. “You’re sure we aren’t doing this too early?”

“It’s going to be fine, trust me Mrs. Shy. Rainbow is going to be ten years old in a few days; we were a lot younger than that. My Dashie is amazing at everything, and Fluttershy is just as wonderful as her mother.” Misty blushed, both at the compliment and her friend's nickname for her, and Windy continued. “So yes, I am absolutely sure they’re ready. Even if they weren’t though, would it be so bad? I mean, we were completely unprepared when we got our little surprise, and we ended up loving it.” It was now Windy’s turn to blush as memories from her own foalhood flashed through her mind.

The two mares leaned against the school wall and looked out at the school entrance. The crowd of foal and parents had cleared out and the school’s bell rang, signaling the beginning of classes. “Actually, while I’m thinking about it,” Windy continued after a moment, “is your husband ok with us using his resort? I mean, that couldn’t have been cheap, even with a weather factory job.”

Misty Breeze rolled her eyes. “Oh yes, he’s fine with it. Heck, he’s been looking forward to it ever since we suggested it to our husbands. Not as much as your husband I imagine.” She moved to leave, gesturing Windy Whistles to follow her. “Come on. If we are really doing this for Rainbow Dash’s birthday, then we don’t have too much time left to finish planning this out.”

Four days Later

The flight out to the resort wasn’t very long, but it was exhausting for Fluttershy anyway. As expected, Misty Breeze had carried her daughter for most of the way after her little wings gave out. Still, the mare found herself feeling incredibly proud of her little filly for having made it so far on her own, and on such an important day too. Zephyr faired better than his older sister, making it the whole way there himself.

“I don’t want to go to her party.” Fluttershy quietly pouted, not for the first time that day. “I don't even really know Rainbow Dash and she seems mean. Why do I need to go?” She shifted weight on her mother’s back so that she could see the mare’s face.

“Oh honey, I know she seems that way, but I’m sure she’s really nice. Her mother certainly is. You should at least try to get to know her. Besides, I want you to meet Windy Whistles and Bow Hothoof. I know you’ll like them.” The three of them reached the door of the resort, and Misty Breeze whistled, impressed. “Your father’s job really does have some nice benefits. These two days are going to be so much fun.”

“Two days?” Fluttershy whined, looking up at the imposing form of the cloud resort. “In this big place? I thought we were here for a birthday party?”

“We are sweetheart, but… well you’ll see.” Misty Breeze said gently, as she knocked on the door. Nimbus Breeze opened the door and beckoned them in. Fluttershy dropped off of her mother’s back and shyly slunk into the cloudy blue kitchen. She got so lost looking at the massive room that she didn’t notice the filly sitting by the counter munching on a snack.

“Heya Shy!” Fluttershy tensed up nervously recognizing the voice. Zephyr’s eyes went wide and he shot behind his mother’s legs to hide himself. There was a thump behind her as Rainbow Dash dropped down to the floor. She ran up to the yellow filly and gave her a toothy grin. “Thanks for coming! I don’t get to hang out with anypony my age on my birthday most the time!” Fluttershy opened her mouth to respond, but a shy whine was all that came out. Rainbow’s head tilted curiously to the side and one of her ears twitched as she studied the other filly. The look was gone instantly, as another grin shot to her face.

“Come on, don’t be such a scaredy pony. This’ll be fun!”

Misty and Nimbus Breeze watched their daughter get dragged into the living room and both smiled proudly. Misty looked down at her nervous son, and gave him a nudge in the girls’ direction. He whined nervously, but ran over to play. The soft sound of clouds dispersing came from upstairs, and Windy Whistles trotted down with a massive grin and tackled Misty into a hug.

“You’re here! Can you believe that it’s almost time?” She said.

“Hardly. We’ve been talking about this ever since our own experience.” Misty replied, hugging her childhood friend back. Nimbus watched his foals meekly trying to play with the eccentric Rainbow Dash in the other room, and bit his lip.

“Yeah, but I’m still not too sure about this. Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure Rainbow will be fine, but my Fluttershy is so gentle….” Windy put a hoof on his shoulder.

“You know, your wife said the same thing to me over and over while we were planning all this. You two really are Mr. and Mrs. Shy.” Windy suppressed the urge to laugh. “Seriously though, she’ll be fine. Bow and I know what we’re doing. Trust me, this is an experience they’ll remember so fondly, they’ll want to do it to their own kids. That’s what happened with me and Misty! You should know, you and Bow were there that day.”

Nimbus blushed as he thought back to that day in the hoofball team's locker room, and all the times after that. Once she saw the stallion’s expression relax, Windy turned her attention back to the foals. “Fluttershy, Dashie! Time to wash up. You can play after dinner.”

Rainbow Dash wasn’t what Fluttershy had expected. She was loud, but she seemed to genuinely want Fluttershy to be comfortable. Fluttershy slowly realized over the course of the night that the blue filly wasn’t trying to talk over her, but to get her to talk about herself. Bit by bit, she did. By the time dinner was over, for the first time in her life, Fluttershy felt comfortable around somepony that wasn’t her family. When she spilled her drink, Rainbow laughed, but then she helped clean Fluttershy up, and got her another glass without the adults even needing to tell her. As the ponies got up from the dinner table and walked over to the kitchen, she hugged her mother and whispered ‘thank you’ into her ear. Misty Breeze had never felt more proud.

“... and this is Wind Rider. He’s my favorite. He’s super fast, and he always seems so nice in the shows.” Rainbow excitedly said as she showed her new friends the last of the collection that she’d brought. “I don’t play with them anymore of course; I’m a big pony now. They are still cool to own though right?” She asked, then beamed with joy when Fluttershy nodded. Zephyr leaned closer as he listened to Rainbow describe her toys, clearly enamoured with the boisterous filly, his family’s trademark shyness slowly fading as the night went on. Though, he still didn’t speak unless prompted.

There was another knock at the door, and both of their mothers excused themselves to answer it. Once they were out of sight of the fillies, they squealed and bounced excitedly.

“This is going so perfectly.” Windy said. “They are getting along so well. Oh, I hope they stay friends like this.” Misty nodded in joyful agreement, but held a hoof of silence to her lips as she glanced nervously around the corner to check if the fillies had heard them. Once she saw that they hadn’t, she moved to open the door. Bow Hothoof stood rocking on his hooves as the door swung open.

“Hello, ladies. I brought the supplies. Where do you want them?”

With the sun fully set, and the halls dark, it was time for bed. Fluttershy bounced on her bed giggling, something Misty and Nimbus had never seen her doing, even when she was at the age that fillies usually acted like that.

“She’s sooo cool, Mom. She’s gonna be a Wonderbolt, and her hair is rainbow, and and….” She hugged her mother again. “Thanks again for convincing me to come.” Zephyr had already collapsed beneath his covers, exhausted from the excitement of the day, but Fluttershy was proving more difficult. Misty kissed her daughter’s forehead, and guided her under her covers.

“Your welcome, honey. Now, I know you’re excited, but you need to get some sleep. We have big plans for you two later, and you’re going to want to be rested up for all the fun you are going to have.”

“Ok, goodnight Mommy. Goodnight Daddy.” She curled up under the covers, and tried to calm herself down enough to sleep.

Once they were sure that the filly had finally fallen asleep, Misty and Nimbus Breeze quietly moved into the next room where Windy Whistles and Bow Hothoof were waiting. Shutting the door behind them, Misty spoke in hushed whispers.

“Ok so, we should probably let them get a few hours of sleep. Bow, be gentle with my little Fluttershy, understood?”

“I promise to do my best. She is really cute by the way, an absolute sweetheart. Just like her mother.” He replied, making the mare blush.

“I wanted to ask you about Zephyr actually.” Misty said a moment later. “So I know we wanted to have him stay with Fluttershy to help keep her calm, but the poor colt seems to have developed a crush on Rainbow Dash.”

The others all shared a quiet laugh. The colt’s infatuation with the brash filly was obvious to everypony there. “Do you think we should try to get him to join in?” Windy asked. “I’ll bet he would be into it if it was with his little crush.”

“I think that’s a great idea. It would be good for the colt’s confidence.” Nimbus said. “And don’t worry, we’ll take good care of Rainbow Dash.” Windy and Bow laughed quietly at that.

“Don’t worry about my little Dashie.” Windy said. “She is a trooper. She can take whatever you give her. Be as rough as you like. For now though, let’s have a drink, then we can begin.”

Rainbow Dash was still rubbing sleep out of her eyes, when Windy pulled her hoof away from her face and tied a blindfold around her eyes. The filly grumbled, irritated by being woken up so early.

“Mom, I can’t see!”

“That’s the idea. You’re getting a nighttime-birthday surprise. It’s not a surprise if you can see it before it’s ready. Now grab my hoof.” The filly reluctantly obeyed. They exited into the hall, and Rainbow followed her mother’s hoof. She heard another door down the hall open, and another set of hoofsteps pass by her. The hoofsteps were incredibly quiet, and she grinned.

“Hey, Fluttershy!” Windy stopped walking to let Rainbow speak to her friend for a bit.

“Oh, um, hey Rainbow Dash. This is probably a weird thing to ask, but um, are you blindfolded right now?” She heard the yellow filly respond.

“Yup. You too huh? I….” Rainbow yawned loudly, “...wish that I didn’t have to get up for whatever this is, but it’s probably cool.” Fluttershy giggled, but a hoof on her back let her know that it was time to keep walking. The same was true of Rainbow Dash, and they were led away. “Ok, I guess I gotta go. See you in the morning!” Rainbow called before she heard the door that she had just left close shut. ‘She’s going to my room? Huh.’ She thought to herself.

The door clicked shut behind Fluttershy as her father lifted her up onto a bed. She buzzed her wings nervously as she sat there. A hoof rested on her shoulder and one of her parents kissed her forehead.

“Ok Fluttershy, me and your dad are going to leave for a bit, but Windy and Bow will be in here before long. They have something exciting to teach you, and I want you to listen to them. Whatever they tell you to do, you do. Ok?” Fluttershy was confused, but she nodded.

“Yes Mom.” There was one last ruffle of her hair, then the door clicked shut again, and she was alone. Fluttershy felt her way towards the head of the bed and leaned against it as she waited. Her parents hadn’t told her to take the blindfold off, so she left it on, sitting in the darkness, her heart hammering even though she trusted her parents enough to know that nothing bad was going to happen. When she heard the door again, she whispered nervously into the darkness.

“H...Hello?” her voice sounded pathetic, even to her. She was greeted by the familiar voice of Windy Whistles.

“It’s ok, sweetie. It’s just us.” The bed sunk down as the weight of two adult ponies was added to it. “We’re here to teach you something fun.”

Rainbow shifted on the bed impatiently. Her parents hadn’t been gone long, but she could hear them and the Shys talking in the halls and was getting annoyed. “Mom said that they had something cool to show me, why are they taking so long?” she muttered to herself.

“M...Maybe they….” A voice whispered from next to her. Rainbow Dash yelped in surprise, and even without her sight, buzzed into the air reflexively. It took her less than a second to place the voice however, and she quickly relaxed.

“Don’t surprise me like that, Zephyr! I can’t see with this thing on.” she said, pointing to her blindfold, “You nearly killed me.” All she heard was a nervous squeak in response, but before Rainbow could say anything else, the door opened. “That you, Mr. and Mrs. Shy?”

“That’s right Rainbow.” Misty moved next to Rainbow on the bed. Rainbow bristled in shock as she felt a pair of lips meet hers. Before she could react, the blindfold around her eyes was pulled away, and she got her first look at her birthday surprise.

Fluttershy felt hooves on her legs, and she squeaked in alarm, pulling away from the touch.

“It’s ok, Fluttershy. We aren’t going to hurt you. Your parents said to do what we said, right? Trust me, this’ll be the most fun thing ever. Now just relax and open your legs back up please.” Fluttershy didn’t want to disobey her mother, so she did what she was told. The hooves returned to her legs, separating them further. She felt a second set of hooves untie the blindfold, and as the cloth left her eyes, she gasped. Bow was standing next to her, and just inches from her face was the first penis she had ever seen.