My Point Of View

You would think finding one bright amber unicorn with a bright ass red and gold mane in town like Ponyville would be easy. I mean, there’s not a lot of ponies with manes like that here.

The only ponies I know with brightly colored ass manes are Rainbow, Pinkie, Cheerilee and Rarity.

“Wanna get some ice cream?” Flitter asked suddenly as she flapped her wings again as my eyes scanned the ground again.

“Absolutely not. Remember, Cold Stone owns the ice cream shop and I really don’t wanna run into my ex again like I did at the party. I had to run outside for air.”

“Sis, there’s more than one ice cream shop in town,” Flitter rolled her eyes and I groaned.

“No offense to the Cakes, but they make poor ice cream. Their baked goods are best,” I did a lazy barrel roll over top of her and kicked a cloud as I did so. “Cold Stone might not be there, anyway. Let’s go. I could use some banana cream.”

Hopefully she isn’t at least. Shit would get real awkward, real fast if she was. And I’d probably get something thrown at my head again if she was.

“Why do you care so much about meeting Sunset again anyway? You just got out of a relationship awhile ago. Why rush back into one?” Flitter questioned and I snorted.

“I never said anything about dating her. Just because she’s cute doesn’t mean I can’t be friendly with her,” I shot back. “And besides, maybe I like the view. No harm in appreciating beauty.”

Flitter stayed silent as we landed outside the small ice cream shop with a purple ice cream cone on the roof, glowing a light purple color.

And speak of the devil, Sunset was sitting Rarity and Fluttershy inside at a table. Small town does it make it easy for running into ponies.

“And upside, your ex isn’t here. I always didn’t like her,” Flitter muttered and we trotted up to the counter. “Two bowls of vanilla ice cream, extra chocolate syrup and extra chopped peanuts please.”

“Coming up. Fifteen bits,” Button Mash pushed up his pink and white striped hat. “Hi, Cloudy. Hey, Flitter.”

“Hey kiddo. How’s the week end job with your aunt going?” Flitter rubbed his mane quickly with a hoof.

“Good! She’s strict and doesn’t let me play video games when I’m helping her. Says it helps teach me about jobs when I’m adult. I don’t think I want to be an adult now.”

We both chuckled as I watched him work.

“Being an adult does suck occasionally,” I conceded and fluttered my wings. “But there’s a lot of stuff I can do now that I couldn’t before. I can drink, decide my own bedtime, have a better paying job. I’m a Wonderbolt and I’m only twenty three.”

Which wasn’t all that big. I’m certainly not the youngest member, that goes to Merry May at twenty, an even bigger achievement honestly.

“I miss my propeller hat. I’m not allowed to wear it at work apparently or at least my aunt says. Isn’t child labor illegal?” Button Mash complained and pushed out two glass bowls our way.

“Yes, but family members can be used to help run the shop until more ponies get hired. And beside, you get bits for your video games,” I smirked and picked up the cold glass with a bowl before slapping down a few extra bits. “Keep the tip.”

“Oooh, thanks!”

I trotted away with my sister to a table outside, passing Sunset and Rarity as I glanced at the ice cream on Sunset’s muzzle and I snickered.

“Hey Sunset,” I snickered again as myself and Flitter trotted past. “You uh, got some ice cream on your muzzle still.”

We sat down and I watched Sunset groan, dropping her face into the table as I stifled a laugh.

“We should totally invite her and Rainbow out for dinner. Maybe Amethyst and Noteworthy too?” Flitter suggested and I gave her a suspicious look.

“Maybe Spike too?” I tossed out with a grin. It was common knowledge to everypony except Rarity and Flitter that the dragon had his eyes on Flitter.

I had personally never got why he was into Rarity. Sure, she’s nice and all, but let’s be real she uses his affection to her so she can have him do favors for her.

That never really sat right with me or Flitter. I knew a few others weren’t too approving of that friendship either.

And Flitter is a catch. Me being her sister means there is a bias there, admittedly.

“Why Spike?” Flitter set down her spoon and gave me a confused look as I rolled my eyes.

“Nothing. I’ll tell you later. Eat the ice cream,” I told her before giving an exasperated sigh, shaking my head. And she was always telling me I needed to pay more attention to ponies social cues, sheesh. Sounds like she needs to take her own damn advice once in awhile. “I’m down for dinner with our friends, I suppose.”

“Okay. I’ll go find them after this and offer for maybe tonight?” Flitter suggested and I shook my head.

“I got plans to hang out with Rumble tonight. Tomorrow night or the night after works for me. And I think Noteworthy has a date with Amethyst tonight.”

“Oh,” Flitter rubbed her chin with a hoof. “That checks out. Wednesdays are their date nights. I forgot about that.”

“Yeah.”

“Surprised Derpy is allowing the two to date. You know how protect she gets over her daughters.”

Me too, honestly. Derpy was scarily protective of her kids. I will never forget the day we all watched Derpy punch a tourist in the face for pushing Dinky aside. Now that had been a sight to see.

Nopony else ever said anything to Derpy’s face ever again after that day. I do believe the stallion she hit had a dislocated jaw and had to be dragged to the hospital by Thunderlane and Caramel.

“I want to buy some beets,” I muttered and licked my spoon. “Is Roma out today?”

“Mhm. Oh hey, your girlfriend is leaving with her friends,” Flitter pointed her own spoon at the three walking out the door.

“Mhm,” I agreed as I watched them for a long moment. “Hey! She’s not my girlfriend right now.”

“Right now,” Flitter sang out and gave a giggle as I rolled my eyes.

I swear, this sister of mine will be the death of me.