Breaking the Ice; A Wrap-Up to Remember pt. 3 (*)

The sun has set.
The moon dances.
The stars marches ever onward.
And their master looms over the dreams of her ponies.

Colors begin to blossom.
Fantasies occur.
Battles ensue.
Tears began to fall.
And the Princess of the Night, who enter unto these voids,
clear out all iniquity.

A silence is born.
The parade has ended.
The moon still in the sky, though not as bright.
A soft wind, along with the sound of faint chirping ensues.

The day has come.
Winter has ended.
The spell has broken.
And the days begin to reclaim their length.

Spring is coming...

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Rainbow Dash/Fluttershy's POV (will interchange in certain parts)

Winter Wrap-Up is considered a staple in the Ponyville community. Especially with the earth ponies there. It's sort of a earth-pony-pride day. Pegasi can help however way they can, whether it was clearing the clouds, shoveling snow off the rooftops, retrieving the southern birds or my personal favorite, cloud busting. Nopony can bust clouds like I can. I would have the skies cleared in ten seconds flat, but Fluttershy would have to have me wait for her to wake up ALL the animals from hibernation. I know one thing that me and Applejack can both agree on: waking animals from hibernation takes way too long.

"Consarn it, Fluttershy. Can ya hurry it up over there? Ah got crops to grow and us waitin' for a few of those varmits could easily cause a town food shortage if things don't pan out."

Applejack is a little on edge today. She just nervous since she found out that her special somepony is leaving for the Equestria National Guard. He wanted to fight the war against the Changeling horde. I guess it doesn't need any explanation on what all has happened, right?

...

Fine. You win. I guess it isn't too boring of a story to tell.

Applejack special somepony, Swift Justice (go figure he wanted to join with a name like that), is an earth pony who is a mix between a pegasus and, you guessed it, a unicorn. Nah, just playing! He's a half pegasus and half earth pony. He's not too bright though. He gets into business arguments he knows he can't win. But what he lacks in the business management department, he makes up for in strength and athletic ability. I guess what I'm trying to say is that he's not the best quill in the cupboard, but when it comes to getting a job done, he can stretch out the midnight ink.

She started crushing on him since we were young fillies, started talking him shortly (and by shortly, I meant 5 months) after the death of her parents. He helps on the apple farm a lot, and he doesn't know when to quit. All I can say is if Applejack says "you're working too hard", then plain and simple: you're working WAY too hard. But he still keeps going, even after the sun sets sometimes. This has been going on for some time, I wanna say about 2 years.

Now personally, I don't have the time for something like that. It's way too slow, and WAY too boring. I was beginning to lose interest in the thing they called a 'friendship'. But little did we know (we as in Applejack and I), Swift started to develop a crush on a unicorn that recently moved into town. Yup, you guessed it. Twilight Sparkle.

Twilight just moved in from Canterlot and I can tell you that when Swift started to show his interest, Applejack started to show a bit of green. Envy, of course. So in the midst of the time between Twilight coming here and Discord's return, Applejack started showing her true colors around the other girls more often than hiding them. She may be a bearer of an Element of Harmony, but honesty is nowhere near as compassionate as kindness. Translation: AJ told off Swift and gave him STERN instruction to not get friendly with the other girls (that included me of course).

After that little event, he started to work less around her and more around Big Mac and Granny Smith. It goes without saying she was a little bit ABSOLUTELY LIVID. So she got angry with him and told him that she don't need his help and neither does he have to help on the farm. Granny Smith didn't see a valid point in AJ's argument. And Big Mac agreed with Granny Smith. So they both agreed to have him work on the farm (with bonus pay this time).

AJ was completely angry at everypony in the Apple Family, but thankfully she didn't stay that way. In fact, the day following the end of cider season, she assigned him the southern fields to have done by the end of the day, by himself. I was kinda wanting to give HER a helping hoof on the subject matter of attitude adjustment, but it turns out that I didn't need to. He kept working all day. He even skipped lunch and breaks in between. And he was working fast (where the hay was he during cider season anyways). By the sun's setting, he had completely finished the southern field.

You should have seen the look on AJ's face, it went a little something like this:

Soon after he walked in the door from all the work he did, he was saying how light-headed he felt. And before they made it to the dinner table, he passed out on the living room floor. And from what Applebloom was saying, he wasn't breathing too well either. He was running a high temperature and he had no energy left to breathe, let alone to move. AJ was beyond devastated. She was self-loathing.

One trip to the nurse later, Swift was diagnosed with dehydration, starvation, and a fever of 104.6ºF. He had also suffered some bruising along his hind legs and hooves. The nurse told Swift the same thing we all tried to tell him: he worked too hard.

"Mr. Swift, I'm afraid that you cannot, and allow me to stress the point, go to work while sick. You should give yourself some rest." Nurse Redheart informed.

"Yes ma'am. I'll try to keep that in mind." Swift replied.

So after that, the girls and I paid him a visit, gave him a few gifts, and left him and AJ alone. And by alone, I meant alone while I fly to the window and get a sneak peek at the drama that was to unfold. Heck, if Applejack was gonna get told off, I wanted to see it for myself (not that she deserved it or anything).

Five minutes went by and not a single word was said between them. I was getting bored fast. But thankfully she started to speak.

"You..." Applejack began. She was avoiding his eyes in hopes of not seeing the pain he went through.

"..." Swift remained silent. He was practically staring into her soul at this point, as he began to raise his left fore-hoof.

"...why did you do it? Ya didn't have to do what Ah told ya to."

Swift halted his hoof as AJ took hers to indicate that she didn't need to be disturbed. She wanted to get the truth out. And he deserved it.

"I was just so angry ya stop workin' with me. Then I saw that ya stopped talkin' ta me and Ah honestly thought ya just went ahead and forgot about me. Heh, Ah guess my jealousy got the be-"

"Jacqueline?" Swift interrupted.

"Nope. Ah'm not stoppin' till ya get the honest tru-" Applejack was interrupted again.

"Just shut the fuck up."

" *gasp* Why of all the-"

Words could not describe what just happened. I wanted drama, but I wasn't expecting this. Swift cut AJ's sentence short as he took his hoof and wrapped it around the back of her neck, dragging her lips into his. AJ's with her eyes still open in shock, drove her right fore-hoof into his chest in an attempt to free herself. She then started to punch him repeatedly in his chest, making contact with his sternum. She wiggled in place, trying to escape her locked-jaw captor.

He, however, began to push further into her. He squeezed harder for each time she punched him. His grip became vice-like as he began to compress himself into her. It was lethal in it's appearance. Applejack, the moth flying into an unknown territory, fell onto his web. Swift, then became a spider and clutched onto his newly acquired victim with the intent to make a meal of her. And as many moths do, she surrendered. She stopped beating on him as if she was losing precious breath.

She stopped resisting all together. In fact, she began to kiss back. Her eyes remained half-lidded, desire took over. He began to slide his tongue from the comfort of his mouth and slipped it past her lips. Her breathing became heavy and invasive, he could feel the frantic exhales from her whispers from his neck to his lap. She then began to welcome his tongue with an onslaught of her own, driving hers under his invading organ and pushing towards his throat.

He would not lose, however, as he began to curl inward his organ to meet hers. Seeing as she wished not to be outdone, she maneuvered her slippery obstacle into meeting his halfway. There, the battle of the pink warriors sent from their domains began to fence at each other, flicking and lapping at each other with a speed of a rushing tide. It was a carnage in which blood was merely replaced by saliva.

He then wrestled her down to the bed he was laying on. She was left facing the ceiling as he was left facing the bed. He took his right hoof and grabbed her hind legs and began to point them upward. While grabbing her hind legs, he furiously tossed them to the side. Applejack began to drive her muzzle to his in an attempt to meet him half way. He began to withdraw from her. She continued to advance. Again he withdrew, and again she advanced. Sweat and moisture began to fill the room, causing the window to fog slightly.

A new scent began to protrude the air. It was a scent of lust and passion, as well as the scent of her hidden depravity. He began to inhale the toxic aroma and soon felt his lust grow in throbbing anticipation. He then took a hoof to her hidden marehood and touched it slightly. Applejack contoured her body into an arch upon contact as her secretions began to trickle down her stained haunches, flowing unto the white sheets below.

Swift could no longer take it. His mind began to paint an abstract portrait of vivid colors, colors in particular of a mare he longed for. A brownish orange accompanied by what appeared as a trio of apples to adorn her flank. He has teased her long enough.

He locks his lips to hers once again. This time viciously looming over her, as his throbbing stallionhood began to prod the flank of his inebriated captor. Slowly and menacingly, he rocked back and forth. He knows what he wants, he knows she wants it, but he will not strike until she wills him to. The scene became of something so dark, so gritty, so impure that it was unknown if there was a repentance for such an act.

There were no words exchanged. The act in itself became the language in which they used to communicate. Little did they know, however, that their conversation was known to an eavesdropper. I lost any form of self-control I had and found one of my hooves immersed in the fluids of my soaked marehood. I was flying in midair longing to have a colt to catch me in the moment so that I could feel his girth inside me. I want it so bad. Upon looking around to see if anypony was around, I found that I was the only one in the area. I felt courage. And in this moment, I began to peek back into the window seeing AJ nodding. Swift looked downward and adjusted himself. I knew where this was going.

I was then sitting on a smooth branch of a nearby tree that had a direct view of the action. My clit grinding against the bark as my forehooves clinched around the branch. Keeping my eyes closed, I could still hear the moans of Applejack. Every now and then, I open my eyes to see what's going on. At this very moment, I see Swift holding Applejack's hind legs straight into the air and him mercilessly driving himself into AJ's soaked cunt. With each time he withdraws, she sees Applejack mouthing his name as if she was begging him to stay inside.

He pulls out. "Swift" She whispers. He pushes in. And he pulls out again. "Swift"

He pushes in. "Nnngt" I grunt to myself, trying to match his pace. My tongue hangs as I pant with each moment I grind myself forward. "Nnngt" I am beginning to feel a sweltering heat in my marehood. "Aagh" I close my eyes and begin to hear my heart beat. No. I can feel my heartbeat in my ears. My body begins to throb in pain. Not a pain of discomfort, but a pain of a dire need. I almost began to speed up until I hear a thud.

"Rainbow..." A weakened voice calls out my name. I feel myself reaching a new height that I could never get while flying. My eyes remain closed.

"Haa... Haa... Haa... Rai... Rainbow..." The voice begins to filter into my imagination. I begin to imagine myself riding a stallion. His length filling and emptying my wet slit. I begin to bounce up and down on the branch all the while grinding on it. I roll my eyes to the back of my head. A darkness begins to invade my sight. I have never felt this good in my entire life. It almost rivals when I first performed a Sonic Rainboom. Almost.

"Rainbow... Haa... haa... Ahaa... Dash... Ah'm..." Okay, that sounded a little too realistic. I open my eyes to check up on AJ.

I freeze in place. Applejack is now being fucked silly outside of the window and she's looking at me grind my marehood on a tree branch. I look behind her and see that Swift is mounting her. Driving his massive size into AJ while holding her Stetson in his teeth. Okay, if that isn't hot, then I don't know what is.

"Haa... cUm... hERe... raIN... Bow..." She commands to me while the stallion behind her drives himself to new depths. I am so close to cumming. Why did she... OH FUCK IT!

I barrel to her and I begin to bring my muzzle to hers and she drives her tongue deep into my throat and I begin to suck. She tastes of golden delicious with a hint of cinnamon. She then pushes me away sending me backwards. But she still has the agility to grab both my hind legs while I'm in mid-air. I begin to fall downward until Applejack begins to pull me upwards. She continues to pull me up when suddenly...

"WHaaa!!" Applejack completely surprises me as she begins to drive her tongue into my wet marehood, reawakening an orgasm that was long overdue.

"Jacqueline, I'm gonna..." Swift grunts to AJ.

"Woah there, partner. Get us inside first. She needs a little release too." AJ urges.

My hind legs begin to feel like wet noodles as Applejack picks me up and drags me from the outside window onto the bed. As I made my way in, I begin to grind my squelching marehood on my right fore-hoof. I'm so close. Please let me cum. I wanna cum. I need to cum so bad. I'll do anything, just please let me cum.

"I'm cumming!" Swift screams to AJ who lols open her mouth as she sits next to me. I do the same. I open my mouth in earnest hopes of tasting his cum. AJ then turns to me and kisses me as I violently rub my clit with my hoof.

"I'm cumming. I'm cumming." Erotic whispers of his yearning begin to fill my ears with his song.

And with a few strokes of his hoof against his shaft, his tip flares to a enormous size. Rope after rope of sticky, white fluid begins to erupt out of his massive stallionhood. The first rope of cum hits the window, a sad waste. The second rope, however covers AJ from her face to her chest. The third rope shoots onto her face covering her left eye and some of it hitting my right cheek. The fourth and final rope hits me in my face, my chest and some even lands in my mouth. He then drips the remaining load into my maw.

His orgasm subsides as he pants in total exhaustion. But in my case, my climax is only beginning.

"OHMYGOSH. OHMYGOSH. I'MCUMMING.I'MCUMMING.I'MCUMMAAAAAAHHHH!!!" My voice cracks into a raspy scream as I fall backwards, unable to stop my hoof from pulling at my slit. I begin to arch my back as I hump violently into the air, squirting my juices all over myself, Applejack and Swift. I begin to hump the air as I ride my climax out, squirting all the while. It take me 4 massive fountains before I'm just violently dry-humping the air. My body shudders in an afterglow of the moment.

"Моя киска чувствует себя так хорошо." I mumble an incoherent language.

"Are ya okay, partner?" Applejack asks.

"Я в порядке" I try to make out. But my body has the Equish speech function turned off at the moment.

"Just simply nodding will do. Okay?" Swift added.

"mmhmm" I nod to confirm.

A full year and seven months have gone by since that day, and Applejack (pfft. Jacqueline. hahaha) and Swift started dating. And little did she know why Swift was pushing himself so hard, until today that is. Applejack marches up to Swift as he sits on the table discussing the issues with the fruit bats that invaded the southern fields with me, Applebloom, Granny Smith and Big MacIntosh (...What? Their apple trees makes for some good napping spots after I finish clearing the sky).

"Are you serious? ARE YOU BUCKING SERIOUS!?" AJ screamed.

"What's wrong Appleja-" Swift's question was cut short with a strong hoof to the face. Granny Smith took Applebloom and ran out the room. She didn't need to see that. Big Mac then rushed behind his sister to subdue her and keep her supressed when we both noticed a letter falling to the floor. I quietly walked over to the crumpled letter bearing the Sigil of The Equestria National Guard Association, which now bearing blood splatter from Swift's encounter with AJ's hoof.

"Swift Justice," I began to read aloud. "We have reviewed your- blah, blah, blah. Physical performance evaluation. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Congratulations for your acceptance to the EQUESTRIAN NATIONAL GUARD."

I was speechless, but I continued to read most of it to myself only reading aloud these words:

"The train that will send you to Fort Bravery Basic Training Camp will depart in approximately 12 DAYS from the time of this letter's signing. We hope and pray for your future success of defending this great nation."

I look down at the signature and locate the date in which it was signed, subtracted the days it took to get here and came up with a finalized answer.

"Swift," I said in a saddened tone. "You have only 7 days left before you leave."

"CONSARNIT SWIFT! You said you'd never leave the farm. You promised me that!" Applejack yelled.

"Applejack..." Swift whimpered.

"And here ya are, LEAVING! Leaving me! Leaving this farm! Leaving my friends, my family, MY FEELINGS FOR YOU!" Applejack screams to Swift, trying to evade the grip of her older brother.

"...Jacqueline, I-"

"SHUT UP! I don't wanna hear a peep from you."

"And you expect me to sit around and wait for the next changeling invasion before I can do something to defend this farm?" Swift asked sternly, wearing a bitter scowl on is face. "I've had many a nights terror since the changelings came and invaded Canterlot, WHERE YOU WERE AT THE TIME BEING! Oh and don't forget that little fiasco up north in the Crystal Kingdom. I was constantly left to pick apples while YOU were risking life and limb. I'm not doing that anymore dammit! I love you too damn much, to lose you."

"But I do that because I... you... love me?" Applejack asked in surprise, feeling herself sink to the ground. Big Mac then let go of his sister.

"Yes. Beyond. I'd rather lose my life than to see you risk yours again. And I won't take no for an answer. You know why? Because I am going to fight these things on the front line. Right now, in case you forgotten, there is a war going on with the Changelings. If they even think of getting close to you again, I am going to beat their flanks and skulls inward until they concave. I swear it!"

"Just one more thing, ya hear?" Big Mac interrupts. "If ya ever come back, which I know ya will, you'll marry my sister."

Applejack looks to her big brother with widened eyes. She bears a smile of admiration towards him as he stares daggers into Swift.

"Just marriage?" Swift asks astonished. "Hell, I'd come from hell in a hand basket, I'd come marching back to this farm in uniform, buck the southern fields like I used to, marry that beautiful mare right there..." He points his hoof to AJ, to which she responds by blushing. "Rock the farm fields all night long and have about six or seven foals in the process. I wanna watch my kids grow with that mare. I wanna rest on a rocking chair on the porch with that mare until our manes turn grey. I wanna share my denchers in the same glass as her. I wanna be buried next to her when we pass on. That's what I'll do when I get back."

Applejack took her hat off and covered her face as he walked towards her. "I love you, Jacqueline Samantha Apple. And I will continue to bear the very thought of you until I get back." Swift whispers to her in her ear. The only sound that remains from the violent encounter is the sound of soft sobbing as Applejack sniffles inside of her Stetson.

"You promise?" She asks, her voice slightly muffled from her hiding herself.

"On my life." Swift responds.

"Then, *sniff* Ah want ya to have this." She takes the Stetson covering her face and places it on his head, partially covering his vision, giving it a slight tap.

"Aww, Jackie. You shouldn't ha-" He then sees the tears streaking her face. Her eyes begin to swell red.

"T'ain't nothin' cowboy." She uses both her fore-hooves to bring him in for a kiss on his muzzle, closing her eyes to savor the moment. Swift responds by kissing her forehead below her mane. As I see the farm-girl and her farm-hoof exchange romantic gestures, I see Big Mac in the corner. He is watching over the romantic act, replaying the words Swift spoke to him about his little sister. At that moment, he truly realized that his little sister had, indeed, grown into a full-fledged mare, bringing tears of joy into his eyes.

"Are you crying big brother?" A small voice asks. We all turn around to find that Applebloom and Granny Smith was sitting there the whole time. Granny Smith answers:

"Nope, youngin. Those there, aren't tears of sadness but tears of pride." She wipes away a small tear from her wrinked cheek. "Welcome to the family, there youngster." She states proudly.

...

That was at least nine months ago. And to this day, you can see AJ when she reaches for her Stetson as it is no longer there. She then realizes that she gave the hat to Swift, who is doing fine I should add. It turns out that he graduated the top of his company when he completed the basic training. His current rank is Private First Class, so he's called PFC. Swift Justice. He's constantly writing to AJ too. She gets so excited when a letter comes by. In fact, she gathers the girls and read them out loud to us. Then we'd watch her write one back as soon as she finished reading his. After she finished, she'd borrow some of Rarity's lipstick so she can sign the letter with a kiss. I can only imagine what it feels like to know a love like that.

...Wait a second. Am I talking about... love? Maybe I am. Maybe this love thing has kinda grown on me. Maybe I'm starting to become like a school mare and talk about how much I like this colt or that colt... Nah! No way.

"Well, are ya done wakin' up the little varmits? Crops need sunlight, now!" Applejack screamed in frustration. That very same statement brought me back to the present.

"No, not yet. But we're almost finished. We only need to wake up the bears." Fluttershy responded in a sing song whisper.

"AHHHHH!!! THE BEARS ARE AWAKE! THE BEARS ARE AWAKE!!!" Said a pony in a Wonderbolt uniform. "DAMMIT, DON'T JUST SIT THERE! HELP ME BEFORE I BECOME THEIR MORNING SNACK! AHHHHHHH!!!" He ran off to the hills, screaming to the top of his lungs. Needless to say there was a small contingent of brown bears chasing him down. Guess they must've thought he was some sort of over-sized tuna... Wait a second. He was in a WONDERBOLT uniform. Does that mean... Soarin?

"Oh goodness, oh dear. I didn't mean for him to awaken the bears. They're extremely short tempered and hungry when they wake up from hibernation." Fluttershy stated.

"Gee, don't you think you could've told him that before waking up the bears?" I deadpanned.

"I didn't know that he was going to wake up the bears. His assigned areas was actually the snakes cavern, the bat caves, and the skunk holes. Oh dear..."

" Well, don't just sit there like a knot on a log, sugarcube. He needs ya help!" Applejack exclaimed.

"Right! I'll do my best." Fluttershy said as she flew off. I guess she'll be getting a little talk time with Soarin after all. *bears growl in the distance* ...Or maybe not.

"Oh I can't believe that he went to wake up the bears. Oh goodness, I just hope they aren't angry with him." I frantically repeat to myself.

As I'm flying towards the group of angry brown bears, I can only think of a plan in which everyone can be happy with the results. Sadly though, it may not be so easy trying to convince an angry mob of brown bears to forgive a pony who is wearing a blue suit that looks awfully like a gigantic tuna fish. Although, I don't blame them on that issue. Why if the first thing I see is a gigantic blue blur that's squirming around nervously, I'd mistaken it for a early breakfast too. In speaking of early breakfast, I wonder if he had anything for them to eat. If not, then... oh my.

"HELP MEEEEE!!!"

A frantic cry is heard up close. I must be getting close. C'mon Fluttershy, tell them that it was a big understanding and that you only want to help. As I confirm to myself what the best choice of action would be, I took a deep breath and quietly trotted forward into a large dark cave. As I travel deeper inside, I can hear the pony in the distance squeaking out what sounds like plea bargains.

"N-n-nice... b-b-b-brown bears." The blue pegasus stallion stuttered out while shaking nervously in his suit. His hind legs vibrated in and out as he quaked in fear that the bears would bring harm, if not a serious mauling, to him. "I d-d-didn't mean no harm."

One of the bears slowly approached the scared pegasus and became close enough to give him direct eye-to-eye contact. Then the bear began to sniff the pegasus around his mane, neck, hooves, wings and tail. After confirming the fact that he was, indeed, not a gigantic, over-sized, delicious tuna, he appeared to take a deep breath in an attempt to roar at the pony. It was at this point in which I intervened.

"Just wait one minute mister!" I said to interject. I calmly trotted in between the bear and the pegasus.

"Meaning that he's big and blue doesn't mean that he's your breakfast. And also, it doesn't give you a right to scream at him. Just look at the poor thing." I pointed to the stallion in question as he was quietly quivering in the corner of the cavern.

"Plus I should always expect you to be on your best behavior whenever you deal with other ponies who mean no harm to you. So what do you have to say for yourself, Harry?" I questioned with a stern look on my face.

Now most often, ponies don't seem to understand what bears are saying, especially ponies who are scared of bears. But in my case, I've grown to communicate with the bears on a daily basis. So for the most part, I will be translating what Harry the Bear has to say.

Author: Hey wait a damn minute... PAUSE! Aren't you supposed to NOT tell us this tid-bit of information, directly to the readers no less?

Pinkie: Of course she can disclose that, silly. Otherwise, the readers wouldn't understand what's going on. And then the readers will be confused, and if the become confused, then they'll have a really bad headache. And if they have a really bad headache, then they'll need to take an aspirin. And if they have to take an aspirin, then they'll need some water to drink with it. And if they have to get a glass of water, then that means they'll have to leave their computer to get it. And if...

Author: Goddammit Pinkie! STOP BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL!

Pinkie: Oh, sorry. HI BRONIES!!!

Author: Ugh, need... Ibuprofen. Please disregard this message as you return to your regularly scheduled reading.

"But Fluttershy-" Harry gestures.

"But nothing, Harry. I am extremely disappointed in you. And not because you mistaken him for a tuna, but for the fact that you and your friends were going to take it out on him. You need to apologize." I corrected him.

"Aww geez. Well I guess I kinda overreacted a little..." Harry motioned. Harry (the Bear) then shuffled over to the stallion, who was mere inches from crawling up the wall. He extended his paw in a gesture of friendship.

"Go on, mister Soarin. He just wants to say he's sorry for all of this. Won't you find it in your heart to forgive him?" I questioned to the pegasus in the corner.

"I-I g-guess it's okay." Soarin stuttered out nervously as he extended his right fore-hoof to the Harry's paw. Harry then proceeded to scoop Soarin off his hooves and give him a loving and friendly bear hug. Soarin was so surprised by the gesture, he wouldn't move from that very same spot for a full five minutes.

A good five minutes later. Soarin and I walked out of the cave as we were discussing what all happened with the mix-up of his assignments and what-not. It turns out that another pony traded the shifts with him due to the fact that Soarin was really uncomfortable with the fact that he had to deal with snakes. So the other pony traded shifts with him without informing him about how to properly wake up a bear from hibernation. It goes without saying that this pony was indeed a mean old trickster. But I guess I kinda do have him to thank. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten this close to Soarin without running away.

"...and that's how I became a Wonderbolt." Soarin finished. But I could also tell that something was bothering him. I wonder what it could be.

"Hey, just outta curiosity. How did you know my name? I don't remember telling you and I don't even know yours." He inquired. Then again, I can understand where he's coming from. I mean, at first we didn't even know anything about each other aside from outward appearances.

"Oh, do you know Rainbow Dash?" I questioned him.

"Oh yeah, the recruit. Yeah I guess you can say we've gotten acquainted. Why do you ask?"

"Rainbow Dash is my best friend from flight school."

"Really!? No way! I wouldn't have even guessed that!"

"Yeah, she's really smart and brave. She's also super fast and she's a great flier. Since we were foals, she always said that she was going to be a Wonderbolt. And she never did stops talking about how much she wanted to be a Wonderbolt since she started seeing your shows."

"And here she is, trying out for a spot on the squad. She can say a lot more than most other pegasi can at this point."

"That's true. *giggles* And knowing Dashie, she will say a lot more than most other pegasi."

We both share a laugh as we walk down the snow-ridden roadway that leads to the center of town. I kinda catch a glimpse of him through my mane as it covered half of my face from his view. I finally got a chance to see the one thing that always drove me to my liking of him: his smile. It wasn't necessarily a special thing. I guess you can say I'm attracted to the smaller things in a pony. Eventually he stops laughing and looks over to my direction...

Oh my Faust! He's looking at me! What in Equestria do I do? What do I say? His smile...

"Oh um... *ahem* I guess that's how you knew my name. But if it's okay, what's your name?" He looks at me with a smile that only a mother could love. Of course, it was a smile I often blushed at.

"Umm... My name is Fluttershy..."

He begins to laugh. Did I say something funny? Or maybe I did something funny. Oh no! Maybe he's laughing AT me. Oh Fluttershy, you really messed up this time.

"Is there something... funny?" I asked.

"Hehehe No not really. It's just that you remind me of myself when I was a little colt." Was his response, to which drew my curiosity.

"Really? How so, that is, if you don't mind me asking?"

"I was very shy. I wasn't very social either. I mean, I wasn't the type to socialize with others that often. I often tried to avoid conversation. I even stayed indoors during PE (Physical Education) and FT (Flight Training)."

"My goodness. I wouldn't have known that, just from looking at you, that is."

"Yeah. I get that a lot. But in my class, there wasn't much to be valued on words alone. It was all about how well you could fly." Soarin states proudly while flexing his wings.

"Oh. I'm not that great of a flier. I barely even passed Flight School." I admitted while looking down at my hooves.

"Hey, to each their own. I can tell you're really good with animals."

"How did you know?" I asked in surprise.

"The bear thing kinda gave it away..." He deadpanned.

"Oh. I see..."

"...Can you promise me-" I knew what he was going to ask. So I interrupted him with my answer.

"Not a soul. Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye."

"Thanks... You know... You're kinda cute." I heard him say.

He thinks I'm cute. OH GOODNESS! HE THINKS I'M CUTE! Ok Flutters. Calm down. Remain calm. You're a big filly. Stop blushing so much. What is your response to this? Wait... How do I respond?

"Umm... I think... you're... umm... ITHINKYOU'REREALLYCU-"

"Fluttershy ol pal! What took you so long?" A high-pitched raspy voice interrupts me while laying a cyan-colored hoof on my shoulder. Ultimately, I don't like surprises, so it goes without saying that I proceeded to seek shelter within the nearest snow-covered bush I could find.

After seeking asylum in a frozen mulberry bush by Town Hall, I pop my head out to see it was none other than Rainbow Dash. Soarin is probably questioning my statement that I made earlier about me not being a great flier, as I successfully broken the sound barrier on my way to this bush.

"Rainbow Dash? Oh thank goodness. You startled me." I began as I slowly came out of hiding.

"Seriously? Well that aside, how are the bears?" Rainbow asked.

"Oh they're doing wonderfully. They even apologized to mister Soarin." I answered proudly.

"Actually, you can call me Soarin." Soarin interjected.

"Well I'll be..." responds a mare's voice with a southern accent. "Don't ya'll two just look the cutest?"

Responses were mixed. I was blushing profusely while Soarin began to scratch the back of his mane. Rainbow Dash proceeded to roll her eyes.

"Well, puttin' the fun aside, Fluttershy, is everything a okay?" Applejack questioned.

"Yes! Rainbow Dash, your team is free to clear the skies now!" I answered with a sense of pride.

"FINALLY! Although it looks like we won't be able to get things cleared in enough time as it is. In fact, we need an extra pair of wings to pull this off and stay true to Twilight's schedule." Rainbow Dash stated with urgency. Before I could offer my assistance to her, she grabs a hold of Soarin's hoof and pulls him to her direction.

"We need to clear these skies pronto. And who better to help than our honorary guest from Cloudsdale, Lieutenant Soarin Galefore, member of the Wonderbolts!?" Rainbow declared as she gathered the weather team.

Cheers can be heard all across the skies of Ponyville that day. Every pegasi in the city limits were talking non-stop about how a member of the Wonderbolts would help them clear their sky with none other than Rainbow Dash, winner of the Equestria's Best Young Fliers Competition. It was unadulterated pandemonium at it's finest. When the cheers died down a little, Rainbow Dash began to give out the orders.

"C'mon tough guy! We've got a sky to clear. LET'S MOVE!" Rainbow Dash exclaimed while dragging Soarin to the clouds above. I guess I really can't blame her for being so excited. A Wonderbolt, one of her idols, have come to Ponyville on orders to assist with the effort of this year's Winter Wrap-Up. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so she should get to experience it.

But at the same time, I'm a little saddened because I don't get to spend anymore time with him. Nor would I even get another chance to. Let's be honest, he won't even give me the time of day compared to the other mares he has chasing him. I'd be lucky to even get a single date.

...I never even told him that I thought he was cute.

I can't believe it! I'm gonna clear the skies with a member of the Wonderbolts! Maybe if I showed him my skills as a weather pony, he'd recommend me for a spot on the squad for certain. And maybe, just maybe, he'd be interested in hanging out with me again. I can see it now, all the things we'll do together when we hang out this time. We'll do some stunts, see who can stay on the Dizzi-Tron the longest, pull pranks on Spitfire and the other Wonderbolt members, maybe even play video games again. Then we can eat breakfast and start all over again. Maybe this time, I'd have enough courage to...

Wait... Oh no. Oh nonononono. I can't. I wouldn't be able to. I'd get in so much trouble for that. Not only would it break the instructor/student protocol, but I don't know what he feels for me, at the very least I don't wanna get him in any trouble. From what I remember in the Cadet's Hoof Manual, instructor/student relationships are strictly forbidden. And if we get caught...

What if we don't get caught? How long can we make it last? Or better yet, if I became a Wonderbolt today, then would those same rules and regulations apply? Hmm... Only time can tell. But for now...

"Alpha squad! I need those clouds in the northern part of town cleared out!" I commanded.

"Ma'am, yes ma'am!" A small group of pegasi, determined to make a good first-impression for Soarin, immediately flew to the north.

"Bravo! I need a cease production on all snowfall here in Ponyville and the surrounding area!"

"You got it, boss!" Another small group splits up to deactivate the snow clouds that's been pouring snow all winter.

"Delta! I need all southern birds to be here by 1300 hours!"

"On it, ma'am!" A slightly larger group of pegasi starts their journey to the south.

"Charlie! Foxtrot! I need a rooftop sweep! I don't wanna see a single snowflake on these roofs!

"Can do!" A large portion of the pegasi force departed to the town below, trying to clear the snow off the rooftops by any means deemed reasonable.

"The rest of you will be busting all ice clouds and providing the town with sunlight with me and Lieutenant Soarin. Alright, let's get to it!" I screamed aloud.

"RIGHT!" An enthusiastic crowd began to break apart any darkened clouds in the air.

"Hey Soarin, First to a hundred clouds wins." I scream out to Soarin who then notices that I barreled towards a group of clouds.

As I approach the small cloud system, I can feel a rush of energy coming from within. My adrenaline begins to pump to all parts of my body. The rush I'm feeling right now is so amazing that I close my wings to reduce air resistance and increase speed. My eyes soon follow suit as I embrace the feelings of pure adrenal bliss. My hooves are literally shaking from the excitement and my wings begin to compress even further inward. I can feel the wind that kisses my mane and tail. This is what Rainbow Dash lives for, the thrill of the chase.

In speaking of the chase, I look behind me to see where Soarin flew off to. And at the moment I don't see him at all. I'm growing with excitement as I look forward to... Where did those clouds go? No seriously, where the hay are they? I look to my left, my right. I find nothing. Confusion hits me harder than AJ tossing a bale of hay.

"Ten-zip!" I hear a voice above me. I look above me to find that Soarin is floating directly above me and at the moment. "You gotta be faster than that if you wanna be a Wonderbolt, cadet."

I'm speechless as he bolts off into another direction. I try to make out which direction he left to but I'm suddenly disturbed by a series of poofs around my vicinity. As I look around, I see that the clouds that I was once surrounded by have disappear without a trace.

"I expected better of you 'Dashie'! Thirty-five to your zero."

By this point, I start to show my frustration. My teeth begin to grind and grit against one another as my wings begin to flap furiously. I begin to groan at the thought of me losing. I never did like losing because it's just not me. I am the embodiment of awesome. For me to lose is for me to submit to fate itself. To just give up, like He did on his dreams...

"I will NOT fail." I began to chant to myself. I shot myself further into the air as I began to locate more clouds. I find a small grouping as I continued to fly higher and turned around to begin a nose dive into the grouping. A visible cone of air begins to envelop my form as I crash into the clouds below, zig-zagging my way through all six of the clouds. After busting the small formation, I set my sights on a large formation close to the library.

"I will NOT lose." I continued to chant. I pull a seventy-six degree turn as I began to lock on target. Once again, I charge into the formation headlong, bringing a powerful gust of wind behind me. As I drew closer, I began a miniature cyclone spin, turning inward to myself and circulating the air flow around me. I then unleash the built-up momentum in the direction of the clouds. The gust of wind that was behind me was taken in by the cyclone, creating a small scale tornado that crashed into the cloud formation. Fifteen clouds, though not a bad score, was nothing to celebrate at the current time.

"I will NOT, nor will I ever surrender." I chant even harder. I began to ascend past normal flying speeds and began to climb higher into the skies above. Ultimately I flew directly past the cloud layers, only to fly higher. I then began to curve inward and performed a barrel roll to jettison myself downward. I then gained momentum from the gravity as I began my approach to terminal velocity.

"I don't quit." I took mental note of those words. It was only one time I ever wanted to quit, but it was because I thought that recklessness was valued over responsibility and restraint. I flashed back to the Wonderbolt Training Camp. I remembered Lightning Dust, when she insisted we create a tornado to bust clouds (using two of the best fliers no less), when she endangered my friends. I also remember telling Commander Spitfire how I didn't quit days earlier, only to come back to her and give her a lecture on why I was quitting. But those thoughts began to dissipate due to knowledge that I had a good reason to.

"And I don't back down. Which is why I! DON'T! LOSE!" As I reached terminal velocity, the cone of air became that of a sharpened arrow. I then closed my wings and drove my fore-hooves forward. Could see the other clouds in the city, as well as Soarin clearing a few of them. A small spectrum of light climbed around the center of the cone, creating friction with the visible-light spectrum. I only knew what this meant at this point. I even assessed all the possible risks. But I calculated a proper descent angle and speed to avoid all negative consequences, so I'm all set. There's no turning back now.

Lightning began to surround me as I continued to strive forward, bolts were launching off to all directions and I took a deep breath as my hooves pierced the cone that was once in front of me. A rainbow began to immerse me in it's light as I appeared to temporarily pierce through time and space itself. I closed my eyes, feeling a warmth known only to me at one given moment. Exhaling my drawn breath, my sight locks directly in front of me. I can no longer see the cone in front of me. The sound of a thunderous eruption fills my ears in what feels like a micro-second. I've pulled it off once again.

A Sonic Rainboom.

The winds from the prismic blast began to delete all the clouds within the vicinity. As the spectral ripple continues to expand throughout the sky, more clouds are destroyed in the process. After about a five-second window, I stopped flying to observe my work. A total of thirty-nine clouds have been obliterated as the sunlight begins to filter down upon Ponyville.

"Oooh. Flashy! You haven't shown me that one yet, cadet." A voice calls out from below. Soarin was sitting atop a cloud, clopping his hooves together in delight.

"Buuuuuuut I do believe you missed one..." He continues as he removes himself off the cloud and giving it a simple kick. The cloud vanished shortly after.

"FINAL SCORE: Rainbow Dash- 57 clouds! Soarin- 176 clouds!" A mare with a high pitched voice calls out of nowhere. "SOARIN WINS!"

An eruption of cheers begin to fill the streets of Ponyville as I could only could gently flutter down to the ground in shock and awe. Then it finally hit me: not only did I lose, but he tripled my score and then some. I lost. ROYALLY LOST! I can't even begin to describe the embarrassment and shame that I feel right now. I only began to fall past my hooves, sink my face to the cobblestone road below me and begin to shed tears. I don't even...

"Rainbow Dash! Are you ok?" I hear as Fluttershy calls out to me.

"Yeah, *sniffle* I-I just got some bugs in my eye. No big deal." I lied.

This was a big deal. Not only am I not even on par to Wonderbolt levels, but I'm not even close. I can only keep facing the ground. Then suddenly, a hoof wrapped around my shoulders as I continued to cry. I can only imagine that it was Pinkie Pie to cheer me up with one of her jokes.

"Hey, look at me." A gentle voice of a stallion called out to me. I slowly began to look up to find a sky blue pegasus standing in front of me. To my surprise, it wasn't Pinkie at all. It was Soarin.

"Don't let this drag you down. We all lose sometimes in our lives. And you know what, that's okay." He begins to rubs my shoulders in an attempt to console me.

"Because the more you lose, the more you learn, that is if you choose to learn from your defeats. But when you do, you'll find that victories aren't that hard to find." He begins to nudge me upwards to a standing position.

"In fact, your biggest victory comes from you picking yourself up, dusting yourself off and trying again." Soarin then begins to lift my chin up and smile at me.

"So keep that chin up. The sky is up, not down." He says to me with a confident smile. I begin to blush slightly.

"Besides, you still beat me at videogames." He says while rubbing the back of his head in a chuckle.

I don't know what just happened, but something inside of me just exploded. I felt something when he just said that. No, not what he just said or how he said it, but the context to which it was brought up. He wasn't just awesome, he was amazing. I didn't know I could feel like this, but Faust dammit I didn't want whatever I was feeling to stop. For a split second, all thought processes within my brain had ceased to function. My eyes closed. I only acted on mere instinct. But at the same time, I felt like a mare. I felt weak and helpless, but at the same time uplifted and appreciated. For the first time in my life, I felt like these girly feels were making the right judgement.

"Oh... my..." I heard a faint voice in the far-off distance. Only it wasn't far-off at all. In fact, it was really close. No, it was right next to me. It was Fluttershy. She sounded really surprised. But at the same time I heard a hint of sadness in her voice. I open my eyes to see what was wrong with her. But instead of finding out what's wrong, I find out that I'm in the wrong. My vision trailed to a set of emerald eyes looking back at me in total shock. They were Soarin's eyes. I begin to trace my vision downward, to find the source of my wrong-doing. Our muzzles were touching. Our lips made contact. Mine firmly pressed against his. My mind finally registered what was really going on, and I didn't believe it.

I kissed Soarin...

Author's Note

Sorry about the wait and especially for a certain party pony for interrupting the story.

Pinkie: But you're the one who interrupted the story, silly filly.

...

Shut up Pinkie.