House of Parker

Featured Characters - Rainbow Dash, Spitfire, Fluttershy, and Peter Parker.

Rating - K

Chapter Sixteen “For the Birds”

Spitfire stood in the basement, throwing several kicks into the punching bag.

“Yo, Spitfire! Come here! You have to check this out!” Rainbow called out from the other side of the room.

Leaping into the air, Spitfire finished her combo with a tail whip. “Coming,” she murmured, taking a towel and wiping the sweat from her forehead. Spitfire approached the scene, finding Rainbow Dash standing before a small collection of wooden planks. They were stacked, some nailed together to form a structure of sorts. Spitfire turned to the pegasus with an arched brow. “Okay, Dash. What’s up?”

Rainbow smirked, shifting her head until a crack was heard. “Nothing. Check this out!” Suddenly, the mare hopped high into the air and lunged forward with a diving kick, breaking the board at the structure’s highest point. Once she landed, her hoof slid across the ground and shattered one of the makeshift walls. Rainbow chuckled confidently. “What do you think?”

Spitfire furrowed a brow, nodding. “Not bad, but I can top that.” The pegasus punched a plank in half, following up with a back-hoof, and the broken piece of wood flew into the structure, knocking over the remnants of the wall Rainbow destroyed. Spitfire brushed the dust of her hooves, grinning. “Ready to give up, Dash?”

“Hardly,” she scoffed, speeding towards the structure before her image disappeared into a rainbow-patterned blur. She crashed into the wood, causing it to explode. Pieces of broken wood scattered, landing all across the room, and what little pieces remained disintegrated into splinters and sawdust. Rainbow skidded to a halt next to Spitfire, not without flexing her muscles. “Oh, yeah! Who’s the top mare?!”

Spitfire chuckled and folded her hooves across her chest, stealing a glance at the remains of the structure. “That was great. Good idea setting this up, Dash.”

Rainbow’s rose eyes widened. “Huh? I didn’t set anything up.”

Both pegasi stared at each other with befuddled gazes before they turned to the door at the sound of approaching voices. Eventually, Peter and Fluttershy walked into the room.

“I’m so happy we managed to finish,” Fluttershy sighed, giggling. “It took so long.”

Peter grinned, nodding. “Tell me about it. Three whole nights without sleep, but the birdhouse will be great for those canaries you’re taking care of.”

Slack-jawed, Spitfire’s complexion paled, and Rainbow frantically alternated her sight between the approaching pair and the damage she inflicted on their work. The stallion and mare turned their shared gazes to the structure, mainly its remains. Peter’s jaw hung open, and Fluttershy shrieked, her voice echoing across the walls. The pegasus directed a glare towards Rainbow, who chuckled nervously and shrugged helplessly. Fluttershy was silent, but the color in her bright blue eyes darkened, flashing to a dark shade of crimson.

She roared before lunging out, delivering a series of punches, kicks, bites, and even wild swings that utilized nearby wooden planks. Peter slammed his eyes shut as the meek pegasus thrashed Spitfire and Rainbow to the utmost degree, cringing after she threw the pair away. After a few moments, Fluttershy walked away, still fuming, and Peter quietly followed, patting the mare over the shoulder in an attempt to diminish her anger.

Rainbow lifted her head, the rest of her body hidden under the broken, shattered remains of the structure. “I think we’re going to need more birdhouses.”

Spitfire groaned, managing to pry her head from underneath the pile and Rainbow’s weight. “...and a defibrillator.”

“Wait, what’s that?” Rainbow asked, perplexed.

“You don’t want to know.”