Jolt Awdry

by Bloo

who is Jolt Awdry

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Chapter 3

Record Swoop and Jolt both walked around the incredibly large wonder bolts camp as they both heard the silent chuckles of their fellow campers, Jolt let out a small sigh and hung his head “is there a place I can go to sleep?” Jolt asked Record as he then let out a small yawn. Record Swoop quickly nodded his head “there sure is, come on maybe there are some rooms left. Record walked to a nearby building and walked in for a couple minutes as Jolt waited outside. As Jolt waited outside the front door of the building he soon saw a familiar figure, it was that light blue Pegasus that nearly killed him earlier, “hey! Hey you!” he yelled to the light blue mare with pure rage in his normally quiet voice. She then turned around to face the extremely furious Jolt “huh? Yes what do you want?” she asked Jolt with a confused look on her face.

Jolt then flew up to her “you almost killed me on the race track earlier how about you watch where you’re going next time!” he demanded as he slightly poked her chest as to make a point. She then smacked his hoof away and gave him a dirty look “I don’t think I like your tone very much...wait a minute I know you, you’re that guy who fell two feet and then screamed like he was being murdered earlier” she pointed out as she then began to chuckle silently “man I’m sorry if I may or may not have hurt you earlier” she told Jolt as she then started to fly away from him before he could respond.

Jolt just sighed and flew back to the building as he was then greeted by a chuckling Record Swoop with a sly smile “so first day of camp and your already trying to make the moves on Dash” he said as he then walked over to Jolts side. Jolt blushed slightly and pushed Record away “dude shut up I wasn’t trying anything like that” he told him as he then shook his head as if t wipe away his blushed face “so where will I be staying?” he asked him. “well I got good news and bad news, the bad news is there are no more rooms left, but the good news is that I got some free space at my place if you want to crash with me” he told Jolt with a small smile. Jolt sighed yet again as he then grabbed his suit case “let’s go” he told Record Swoop. Record Swoop then smiled brightly a he grabbed Jolts bags and zoomed up into the air “come on let’s go, go, go, go!” he said as he then waited for Jolt to catch up.

the front door of Record Swoops apartment quickly flew open as it then smashed against the soft cloud walls “alright the kitchens up ahead, the living room is left of the kitchen you can sleep on the couch and the bathroom, well just go while you’re sitting on a cloud and it will just fall right through” Record Swoop told Jolt as he then flew inside the fairly large apartment. Jolt soon followed him as he then landed on the plush cloud floor “is everything in Cloudsdale made of clouds?” Jolt asked Record Swoop as they both dropped their luggage. Record then looked backed at Jolt with a face of slight disbelief “what no, it’s just in the fragging name” he said sarcastically as he then flew into the living room.

Jolt then followed him into the living room and then plopped himself on the nearby couch and laid his head on the light fluffy pillow “so Record what we going to do?” Jolt asked him. Record Swoop then shrugged “I don’t know I don’t got any books or games, but I guess we could tell stories” he told Jolt as he then flew over to couch as well and sat down before he moved Jolts legs so he could make room. Jolt lowly nodded “sure why not” he said as he then pushed himself up so Record could have more room. Record then looked over to Jolt “hey how bout you tell me where you came from, you know tell me your story, who is Jolt Awdry?” Record Swoop suggested with a small optimistic grin. Jolt sighed and looked up to Record Swoop “um I don’t know it’s kind of personal” he told him with an uncomfortable expression on his face. Record then nodded “ok I understand, but what if I tell you my story then will you talk?” he asked him with a slight grin. Jolt sighed then slowly nodded “ok then fine tell me your story”.

Record Swoop quickly nodded with a huge grin on his face “I used to live down there in Ponyville, I lived on Sugarcube corner and spent my days selling donuts, glazed, chocolate, vanilla, double glazed, ah it was the life” Record Swoop said with a weir expression as if he could actually see the memories flash before him. “Then she came to my stand, her bright pink coat and fluffy pink mane, the bought a couple doughnuts and then went on her way. After that I couldn’t wait to get to work as she started to show up every day, we usually made small talk as we made our business exchanges, but I swear every conversation we had had a special lamb in my heart” he Told Jolt as he still kept that bewitched look on his face. “eventually I had the courage to ask her to a cup of coffee after the summer sun celebration, she quickly agreed” he said as his expression started to change “so I skipped the celebration and waited at the café for her, but she never showed up I was left alone at that table alone. I heard that something went down at the library and that was the reason she didn’t come, but she stopped coming to my doughnut stand and I never saw her again. So I sold the doughnut stand and moved to Cloudsdale and… here I am” he sighed as he held his head in a silent depression.

Jolt nodded slowly and patted his back “yeah I guess I could tell you mine” he said to the quietly depressed Record Swoop. “I was just a simple colt, my mother and father gave me away because they were too young to take care of a child, the couple that raised me was very nice. But I was usually picked on by my classmates; they called me the typical name’s that a none athletic pony would be called twig, lousy piece of shit, but to me none of that really mattered. But then my foster parents died in a train crash. And I was sent to an orphanage, and from then on things just got worse and worse I couldn’t finish school I couldn’t find a job and the name calling was then just replaced by mindless beatings, they stabbed me in the eye with a wooden stick! And now I got to wear these freaking glasses” He told Record Swoop as some tears started to form in his eyes. “Every single day was just a living hell, but that’s when I saw it, the wonder bolts preforming live. Seeing their amazing stunts and awesome acrobats was one of the best moments of my life and right as I cheered in the crowd, Soarin looked up to me and said ‘ kid you can do whatever you want if you try hard enough ‘ he said to me. And I just never gave up after that the beatings didn’t even matter to me anymore, and then I found a broacher for wonder bolt camp. But it just wasn’t a broacher it was an opportunity to start my life all over again, so here I am” Jolt told Record Swoop with a face of accomplishment and confidence.

Record just looked at him as a small grin started to form on his face as he hoped of the couch and on the cloud floor “well then I guess I’ll be right behind yah, I don’t really want to be a wonder bolt any way’s I just want to take some time off” he told Jolt as he then yawned and flew up to his room “well goodnight Jolt try to get some rest cause tomorrow is when hell really hits you down”. Jolt just looked up to where Record Swoop once stood as his eyes started to grow heavy “night…” he yawned as he then curled up on the couch and then closed his eyes and slowly fell off into a deep sleep.