Equestrian Tail

Ponsk-town, five years ago

• Did you hear? Wonderbolts are going to sonic rainboom. «News» are writing about it all the time.
  
• Ja'll say more to you. At all schools and work collectives all pegasi are obligated to go through the flying qualification program?! Yesterday «News» wrote, that our Stormbolts are going to do it before them.
  
• They are writing so every year.
  
• But there's winter at country. Are they going to fly with the fur coats? That's ridiculous.
  
• Maybe they'll be training at Equessa? That's possible to fly there with the overcoat only.
  
• Buuy the pies!! Buy the pieees!
  

• Two with meat, please.

• Ja'llduit!
  We was coming back from school through the market. Of course I was carrying both of our bags.

• I'll do it. - she ate the pie and repeated.
  Aurora was a young pegasi who had a celestial-grey color. Her tail shimmered with all of the possible colors, but all with a big dose of the grey color, so her tail looked dingy.

• And how you'll do this?

• Dunno. But i'll do it even if my nose will be running for the rest of my life.
  I sighed. Both of us realized that he nose will be running really for the rest of her life. If she'll make a sonic rainboom at the winter Ponsk sky it will be not so long.

• May be we can make a special coat?

• At such frost you can only walk at the coat. But not fly over thousand kilometers per hour.

• Maybe a furcoat?

• And what you think?
  «Flying in a furcoat» was a common phrase, like a «charging a furcoat to the pants». That's really silly. That was hard to take even a plain-flying speed in it.

• Maigosh, ya're frozen! - slightly overplaying with her voice, but with a full seriousness said her mother.

• Rainbow of North, that's no reason to disturb. We are fine.

• Aurora, did you drag this deadweight to our home?

• Mom, we are sitting at the same desk. And together we're getting the better grade.

• Hmpf.
  Flankian education system declared that a personal grades — is the ideologically-harmfull folly. And all all test, homeworks and so on, were did by two or more ponies and almost everytime these two ponies was a desk-neighbors(and there was no desks for one pony). Even if someone didn't like his neighbour, they was «voluntarily appointed» to do tasks together. And they'll get only one grade for their work. And even if someone will get the right to chose that's more comfort at work with your neighbour.
  And Aurora's mother, Northern Rainbow, thought that her daughter must do all the task solo unrelated to my work and that it'll give her a ticket to the future.
  But we thought only that it'll be god to get rid of all the schooltasks.
  And also she was afraid that we'll become a friends.

• Ouuu, so it goes. - at such moment Aurora's voice was untranslatable and only with my will power i was preventing my tail from the tapping on the floor.

• Some more at the wings beginning. - I was rubbing her wings with a starbalm. At that frost that's to freeze the wings was not easier than to tap on asphalt. And any pegasi coming home firstly was rubbing his wings with a «starling», as pony called it. It was accelerating the blood and evaporating on the air it heating.

• Ah, if my wing only was rubbed every time when i doing math.

• Don't get used to it. And learn how to do it self or after school you'll still need to live with a mother.
  Actually, she did only only two exercises at half of hour. However, that was not so uncommon with the wing rubbed.

• Can we do so? I'll make all the tasks, even the physics and you'll think how to do the соник реинбум. - her try to spell «sonic rainboom» with the right Equestrian pronunciation was really cute.

• Let’s do so.

And if you'll get the offer — you'll must to do nothing but you must think how to fade the sun using only matches and sticks would you reject it? And if even if not offered but asked your only frien that was making you to think not only about friendship. I was going just to dream about something because I was sure that rainboom is impossible at the winter Ponsk. Also I thouht that it's all only propagandistic bullshit and that's no reason to normal pony, even a pegasi, to think about doing it.
However that idea slowly occupied my mind. We can order a special suit to Alt Macher, the pony who secretly dresses al the high-placed ponies. Ironically, any of them was obligated to exile him at the same moment as they heard about his business. Is it possible to ask the major ponies for a such money? Or, maybe, to ask a leader of the local pony-pioneers division? For such important thing they may give enough money. No, even in that way we'll don't save enough mass.

Maybe use a hot-water bottles under coat? Such warmers with a overcoat will be lighter than a furcoat no too much, but it'll be a greater aerodynamics.
Maybe I can do a suit using the old rubber buses? It sound phantasmagorical, but it was more real than to order the suit to someone another and it'll have a better thermal isolation than a leather or fur suit.

Huh nooo.. Uh? I covered my muzzle with a hoof. It was warm. Contacting with the oxygen starbalm decomposes into the vapor and the natural oils. Emitting a large amount of heat. Because of that starry not decays at the bottle, warming the body and heating really fast if you'll blow on it.
But even if I'll spread Aurora so intensively, that it'll burn her skin at few seconds it'll be not enough to warm her at flight. And even to spread with the starbalm a little filly, even very hurrying, not possible at less than few minutes. But I get an idea.

-Ta-daam! - I was carying a strange suit in front of myself. It took only three days from me to make it.
- Eh?
- That's in what you'll do the sonic rainboom.
- But it'll be cold for me even at house.
The suit was covering the whole body. It was made of the thin slices of the rubber obviously not the bus-origin. It was slinky and looked more like a swimsuite for the winter deep swimming.
- That's not all. - I showed a heap of the cardboard slices. Each slice looked like an ancient armors part. All together they'll be covering all the pony.
- An that. - I showed the simple cloth suit. Of course it was covering all the pony.

It was a blistering cold that day. My plan wasn't too complex but we had only one try to do it. We were sitting at the hardly heated old cowshed. At the last moment I insisted on the two cups of the storong tea.
That was absolutely logical, but I'd never think about it if I'd not want to look at the naked Aurora some more time. In I can bet one to four that I was the first pony excluding her parents who saw she without clothes.
Because of that or because of the excitement before the fly her wings were standing up and didn't bend at all.
We finished to drink tea but he wings were still not bending. If she'll nit calm down she'll not fly anywhere. And if she'll not fly at the next thirty minutes we'll be catched.
My big sister, Moon Shine, an author of the Aurora's suit, will probably try to cover us but she'll not help us too much.

• Okay, go on start.
  
• But wings.
  
• A moment.
  
• Aww — at that moment I place my hoofs on the her wing's edges and bend it, as the workers bends their jeans suits. Wings resisted to bending and felt down, but almost instantly moved and made the few swings.
  
• What a jokes?
  
• One pegasi teached me that at the summer camp. Stallions on east are often doing so if there's an important event or even classes where is very rude to show your standing wings to otherponies.
  
• Ok, stop your explanations. I want to the air now!

-On start! - she started to wearing fast the rubber suit. I'd open the box with the cardboard «armor». Each piece was filled and smeared with a starbalm. Next I quickly put it all on she and fixed it. At the end she'd wear the cloth suit. Perfect! At the fly starbalm will vaporate fast heating she and rubber layer will be not only thermoisolator from the cold air and overheating starbalm, it'll also be a thermostabilizer. It'll accumulate the heat of the vaporating starbalm and will slowly giving it to she. Also it'll help to save her own warm.

• Attention. - I've opened the old door with my hoofs tap. Pegasi had made a right pose.
  
• Engage! - she'd fly out from the cowshed like a bullet. Now she's going to run over the cellar, take wing and start to ascend. I hurried to gather thing. Furcoat, a flagon half-filled by the fuel, an egg-honey-spice concentrate, a first aid kit. So we lost a year of the perfect studying when we were selling all spices and sweets from our extra ration that we had for it. That's no reason to care about the ration anymore. If we'll succeed — there will be no reason to disturb about anything, maybe we'll be called even to study at Peterhoof. And if we'll fail — there's no reason to care about an extra ration. That'll be reason to care about any.
  I threw the furcoat on my croup, take the medkit into my teeth and run to the frost.