The New Foal

The next day arrived. It was a stormy day, so Razor had to stay inside.

That’s when Sweetie Belle showed up with Rarity. “May we come in?” Rarity asked politely.

“Sure!” Ms. Cheerilee said happily. “He’s upstairs in his room, second door to the right.”

“Thank you!” Sweetie Belle replied and went upstairs.

Rarity sat down with Ms. Cheerilee. “Have you noticed those two getting along well lately?”

“Yes, I have! It’s really nice seeing that!” Ms. Cheerilee replied gleefully.

Razor was in his room, listening to his CD’s. When Sweetie Belle came in, it was on “Dogfight” by M.O.V.E. It was a song in Japanese that originated on one of his favorite shows, Initial D.

“Hi, Razor!” Sweetie Belle said, glad to see him.

Razor paused his music. “Hi Sweetie Belle!” He then got out of his bed and smiled.

Sweetie Belle walked up to him. “How are you doing?”

“I’m fine, you?” He replied happily.

“I’m doing well!” She smiled. “What are you doing?”

“I’m working on a house, mom said I could be an architect!”

“Wow, really?”

“Yeah! It’s a three story modern.”

“Really? That’s a big house!”

“Yes, it even has a pool and hot tub!”

“Amazing!”

Meanwhile downstairs, Rarity and Ms. Cheerilee were talking as well.

“I think Sweetie Belle has a bit of a crush on your son!” Rarity said.

“Oh, stop! He’s nice and all, but a crush? That’s silly!” Ms. Cheerilee replied and chuckled.

“Oh, but I believe it’s true! She was rather sad to see Razor leave the doctors yesterday.”

“Oh, come on! He’s into Hot Wheels and Legos!”

“That’s typical for a colt with Asperger’s Syndrome and OCD!”

“Is it really?”

“Yes, there is a convention that meets every year in Canterlot! It’s called BrickFair and thousands of ponies from all across Equestria go to it every year! Young fillies and colts to fully grown mares and stallions go to enter to show and view!”

“Wow, how come I never heard of this? Razor would love that! He has a three story house that he could enter!”

“Oh, that is PERFECT!”

“Yeah, the roof and floors separate to show all the different rooms and furnishings!”

“And he’s none more than almost eight?”

“I know, he’s really creative, right?”

“Oh, absolutely!”

“He even made a Lego 1:24 scale Covelight!”

“A Covelight?”

“Yes, it’s a car from Hot Wheels AcceleRacers on the team, “The Silencerz”! They are sneaky as Changelings, those pests! They can make their car look like any other on any team, like Changelings do with ponies!”

“A “car”, you say?”

“Yes, it’s a very rare method of transportation that’s known here as the Motorized Carriage!”

“You mean like the Flim Flam brothers?”

“Yes! But a little more complicated.”

Sweetie Belle and Razor were still talking.

“So what’s this?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“That is like a plasma ball, but in the shape of a leaping dolphin!” He answered gladly.

“It’s so cool!”

“Touch it!”

Sweetie Belle put the tip of her hoof on it and moved it around a little. “Wow! It follows my hoof!”

“It’s a common thing for plasma flows in a contained space.”

Sweetie Belle took her hoof off of it then sat next to Razor on his bed.

Four hours passed, but it only felt like one.

“Sweetie Belle?” Rarity called up the stairs. “It’s time for your piano lesson!”

“Okay.” Sweetie Belle replied. “I’m sorry Razor, I have to go…”

“Okay, bye Sweetie Belle…” He said as the filly walked out the door.

Sweetie Belle sighed as she walked down the stairs.

Rarity got her yellow umbrella and opened it as she walked Sweetie Belle out the door. “Thanks for having us over, Ms. Cheerilee!” Rarity said.

“My pleasure!” She replied and closed the door behind them, then she walked upstairs to see how Razor was doing. “Razor?” She called.

“Yes, mom?” He replied, a little bit of sadness in his voice.

“Oh, what’s wrong, hun?” She asked as she sat on the bed with him.

“N- nothing!!” Razor said, slightly worried.

“It’s alright, you can tell me.”

“It’s nothing…”

“Oh, don’t be like that, it’s not normal for you.”

“I just wanna be alone…”

“Okay, just let me know if you want to talk about it.” She said as she got off the bed and walked through the doorway.

“Alright…” He got under the covers then changed the track to Night of Fire, turning the volume down.

Ms. Cheerilee went downstairs and looked at her son’s 1:24 scale Covelight.

Razor soon fell asleep as it entered eight at night. Ms. Cheerilee went to go check on him then turned off his radio. She kissed him on the forehead and went to bed.