" LISTEN UP!" a yellow-orange mare cried. The chattering stopped. "IF YOU ARE TRAINING TO BE FAST, THEN I HAVE TO DISCIPLINE FAST!" the mare yelled. She slowly paced back and forth in front of the young pegasi. She went on and on, giving lectures on speed, agility, clouds, and pairs. All of this was in a very loud, disturbing tone, which scared a few of the young ponies.
"Now! I need a volunteer!!" She paced a few steps over to a bright orange mare. "You. What's your name?!" She screamed in her face.
This caused the mare to stand up straighter, to save her reputation. She gave a determined smile and said, "Scootaloo Dash ma'am" she said in a sharp tone. "What's your talent, Ms.Dash" The coach asked
Scootaloo frowned. "Riding scooter." She said, curving her torso to show a scooter cutie mark.
Spitfire covered her mouth to keep from laughing. "PONIES HAVE STRANGE TALENTS, BUT THIS IS THE WORST!" Spitfire cried in a fit of laughing.
Scootaloo frowned. "Got a problem with it, Spitfire?" A new voice cried. Over in the doorway stood a cyan mare.
Spitfire froze and her eyes shrank. "S-sorry Ms.Dash. I -I respect you and your sister." The Wonderbolt said, bowing to the mare. "You better be, you worthless little -" "Sorry I'm late, Mom!" A neon pegasus cried, interrupting Rainbow Dash's sentence
"Spark Heart! It took you long enough!" Spitfire said. "Did I miss anything important?" The mare asked. Spitfire smiled at her daughter. "No. Did you get our new members all settled in?" The yellow pony asked. "Yup. He's bunking with me, right?"
Spitfire gave a questioning glance. "Yeah? Why do you ask?" The mare said questioningly. Spark heart's jaw dropped instantly. "Mom! I'm living with a deformed nobody!?" She screamed. Her wings unfurled and she took off into the sky. Spitfire sighed. "I guess I'm not a good mom." She stated, hanging her head in shame. Dash trotted over to her. She shoved her face into her till they were nose to nose. "Darn right you aren't"
She pulled away and walked away. She stopped in her tracks and spread her wings. With one flick of her wings she rocketed out of the room in a streak of rainbows. Spitfire watched on awe at this feat of speed. She came back to earth when Scootaloo went "Ahem?!" She turned and walked over to her students. "Scootaloo. Step up, please." She said, her angry tone renewed. The orange mare stood up tall and took a step forward. "Give me 20 laps now!!!" She screamed at her. Scootaloo took of with amazing speed and was off. She was leaving behind a pink trail and her wings were moving so fast you could barely see them.
Even Spitfire was jaw-dropped. The students were stunned, and thats when things went wrong. A snap came from her wings and she fell. Spitfire payed no find to her student and looked to the others. She pointed to a pale blue mare. "Spectra! Twenty laps!!" Spectra did the same as Scootaloo, but did not break her wing. Spitfire kept going through the students until finally she had called upon all of them. And Scootaloo was left alone. Very, very alone.
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"Spark Heart, stop! Augh!! Please no!!" A gray stallion screamed. Spark Heart was standing in her room, pulling on the deformed wing of the stallion. The pain to him was unbearable. A rip came from his wing... And it tore. Spark Heart let go and The stallion became dizzy. His vision blurred. He walked toward his bed, his eyes streaming tears. "You horrible monster..." He said, his eyes pained. Spark Heart had no pain in her eyes. She didn't care.
"SPITFIRE!! Listen to me! I want Storm Twist DEAD!! He must be dead by next week or you fired!!" Rainbow Dash screamed at Spitfire
"I'm sorry boss... He'll be dead, ma'am. Spark Heart is trying to maim him now..." Spitfire squeaked, not used to being the submissive one. Dash smiled cruelly. "Good. You better get it done, or you will loose your wings and eyes." Dash replied, somewhat calm with the crude statement. Spitfire pushed her chair away from the desk. "Yes Ms.Dash. He will be gone by the last week of camp." And Spitfire was out of the room
A lot had changed for Spark and Storm. They were now sitting together on the bed, playing a game of Blockus with Scootaloo and Spectra. Spark and Storm were on the same team and They were winning.
"Ha! Better watch out, Scoot!" Storm twist cried, blocking her in with a big blue piece. "Aw man! You got me." She spread one wing, and fanned her red pieces off the board. She counted her squares, and shouted, "56...?" Spark placed down a yellow piece, blocking Spectra. She screamed out "SHOOT! I never win!" A knock came from the door and Storm cried "I'll get it!" He leaped off the bed and trotted calmly over to the door. He grabbed the door knob with his hoof and twisted it. Standing there was his life-long crush, Spitfire. His chipped ears flattened and his irises shrunk. His cheeks flushed read and he forced a cute smile. H-hi M-ma'am." He chocked out. She smiled kindly at the colt and asked, "May I come in?
Storm Twist smiled and nodded. Spitfire smiled and walked in. "Hi guys. Did you know your late for lessons? BY TEN MINUTES!!!!" Spark gasped. "Don't just sit there!! MOVE MOVE MOVE!!!" At this order the pegasi stood to attention, wings apart. Spitfire raised her head and said these three words; "Ready. Set. Go!"
Author's Note
Huzzah! Critics are welcomed, and comments
I try my best to block out the screams, but there haunting me in my dreams... the statement had never been as true to Storm Twist. After he closed his purple eyes every night, he lived his past again. The flight test, the bus, the only one being in the dark room. The pain in his wings that haunted him forever. But no one cared. He was alone. A shiver crept under the soft blanket and he for warmth he snuggled closer to Spark. She let out a sigh of relief when he came closer, as she was rather chilly too. They snuggled close, and they each closed their eyes.
Now, Spark seemed to have trouble falling asleep, so he decided that he may be able to show her how he got his cutie mark. "Stars and moons and air balloons, fluffy clouds to the horizon.." But instead the opened her eyes. Thoose green eyes sparkled with admaration. "I love your voice" she said softly.
His purple eyes spread wide, reavling crystalizied eyes. Her eyes widended even more. "Your from Crystal Empire!?" She cried. He blushed, then said," Yeah. But I live in Cloudsdale" he said humbly. He sighed. "Would you like to hear my story ?" Her eyes fell back and she became serious again
. "Sure." He tookbin a breath and began. "I used to be as blue as the night. I used to fly all the way to Luna's moon. My life was amazing. I had a family who loved me and sister who helped me. Eventully the flight test came. My sister did fine as all the rest, and I was the last one on the field, and my wings wouldn't listen. They would only open once... And I failed my test. They put me in a van, and took me to the Factory. I was the only one there... And Rainbow Dash grabbed me. She put me on a belt, but the device was screwed up. The extractors swung down and drained my blue. She was angrey and toore my wings opend. She ripped out bones and twisted my joints." He stopped .
Spark was crying. She hugged him and game him a smile. "I don't care about that. You are amazing, even if you can't fly."
"I'll tell you a secret" he said, giggling. "I have a crush on your mom." Spark broke out laughing and planted a kiss on his cheek. He blushed and his wings pomphed. "Ohh... I see where this is going" Spark pointed out.
No sleep happend that night. They regreted it during training, but oh was it worth it. After lunch they were paired into leads and wings. Storm was lead, and Spark was wing. She smiled at her Coltfriend and gave him a shove with her wing. He tripped at the friction and fell on his face. Spark fell in to a fit of laughter. "Aw man, I love you Stormy!" She cried with joy. She ran over and kissed him full on. This was his first love. And it was amazing
Spectra and Dash stood at Cloudsdale Weather Corps. Rainbow was passing ponies in suits a paper with Storm's info on it. "Find me this stallion and extract his spectra, or you will be on my conveyors. Got it!?" Dash said to the ponies. They nodded and took the papers. The placed them in a file labeled "S" and walked through a door. Dash smiled evilly.
Storm Twist might as well be planning a funereal.
Storm Twist sat on a cloud writing music alone. A yellow, green and cream mare flew past with Spectra Flame. He payed them no mind as he finished a song. The Rainbow Factory
Seemed a good name. The tune came fast. Dun dum dun dun danna da. He put the lyrics. It fit to it well. He smiled. He twisted his torso to see his mark. It was a tornado with a blue treble clef in it. He smiled, and his coat flickered. It was become crystalizied.
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Spitfire looked into the mirror. She couldn't do this any more. She figured she could might as well use her wings for the last time. She flew through her cloud house to her kitchen. She closed her wings, her hooves clopping ontu the tile. She reached for the knob on the silverwear drawer. She pulled and grabbed a sharp bucher knife. She grabed her left wing in her mouth and raised the knife above the base. She heaved it down with a mighty chop. The feather yellow growth fell onto the ground with a muffled thud. She grabbed her right wing and chopped down on the base. She won't have to worry about it anymore. She was and earth pony now.
Author's Note
Credit to Balddumborat, and Wooden Toaster for the songs.
