Lucky Leaves

Clover had tried surfing before. Honestly, at the time, she could barely stay on the board, much less balance all that well. Forget about doing any tricks.

Also, when she tried to go out and ride the waves, either she fell off or the waves would just die before she got there. 'Just my luck' she'd think at the time.

And then a bigger wave had come up and soaked her. Also knocking her from the board. After that, she'd given up.

That was about to change.

Patch got to the Surf Shack first. She rented a board that looked like it was tie-dyed, red and orange. She also passed Sweetheart a white board with red hearts all over it. "Thank you, Patch!" she said, hugging the board, which seemed to glow a bit, briefly.

Clover took her time finding one... but eventually got the perfect board. It was a deep green with flowery patterns dotted across it. "This one's mine."

The four of them exited the Shack, waiting for the others to come.

With that, they all went to the water and, well, boarded their surfboards. They paddled out consecutively.

Sweetheart and Patch found a decent sized wave and started toward it. As they reached it, they took a two-legged stance. Both of them were able to stay balanced and rode the wave all the way, together.

Clover stared down the next wave. It looked pretty big. It made her kind of nervous. But a voice within spoke to her.

'You're not that weak, clumsy Pony you were before. You've got this. You can handle nearly any challenge now.'

Thusly emboldened, she went straight for it.

Taking on a two-legged stance at just the right time, she said to the sea itself, "Give me your worst! I'm different from who I was before, Come on!"

The sea obliged her, the wave rising even more.

Clover was able to stay upright, even as she reached the crest of the wave. 'Hoof magic, what would we do without you?' she thought to herself. 'Probably slip and fall a lot. And drop things more. But enough about past me; let's focus, here!'

Clover could easily see her friends waving at her from the shore. She waved back. Then, just to show off, flipped over and balanced on her front hooves for a few seconds (also waving with one of her hind legs) before going back on her hind hooves. as the wave neared the shore, still somewhat higher than expected, Clover leapt and landed on the sand, making furrows in the sand as she skidded to a halt, panting for breath.

The board reached the shore a few seconds thereafter.

There was applause and hooting as several Ponies cheered for her.

Clover had a big, stupid grin on her face. That was really dangerous. She could've died out there, drowned by the wave she was on! Or she could've gotten eaten by some creature nearby! She'd dared the sea to do its worst!

It was the most fun she'd ever had at the beach! Which she just had to express. "Best. Beach. Day. EVER!!! Did you see? Did you see me doing that? It was so exciting! And I wanna do that again! Do you wanna do that again? LET'S DO IT AGAIN!"

With that, Bon-Bon trotted over and tapped Clover on the head. She fell to the sand, unconscious.

"Oh, dear. I think she over-exerted herself." Bon-Bon said. "Maybe she's had enough for now. I think riding the tide might have taken her out." she joked. "Why don't you take her home? I'll bring the boards back."

Clover's friends chuckled, deciding to do just that. Patch shouldered Clover and the four of them went back home. That was enough beach time for the day.