It was a nice pleasant early summer morning, and a teenage pegasus colt was enjoying every second of it. It wasn’t that hot yet and there was a slight breeze allowing him to just enjoy a nice easy flight. He didn’t even pay attention to where he was flying as he had his eyes closed just to enjoy the feeling.
After what felt to him like a while though the light gray pegasus opened his eyes knowing that he had to eventually head back to town. When he opened his eyes he noticed he happened to be flying over a flat bed of gray rocks with a few darker gray rocks of various sizes scattered across the ground. He narrowed his right eye out of confusion before putting some extra strength in his right wing to turn around and see where he was. From his view all he could see were rocks and the town he came from was nowhere to be seen. The pegasus was surprised, and he landed on the rocky ground and folded in his wings looking mystified.
“Wow, I musta been flying faster than I thought I was,” the pegasus said to himself. “Well either that or I was flying longer then I thought. Still, I’m impressed I made it to the Rocky Bottom Ridge.”
The colt continued looking with a small smile on his face for a few more minutes before he decided he better head back to town. The colt spread his wings their full span and buckled his four knees, preparing to take to the skies. Before he was able to jump however, he heard the sound of wheels across stone coming closer to him at a fast pace. The colt paused for a few seconds listening to the oh so familiar sound before he heard a new much louder sound in his ears.
“Watch out!” said a female voice the colt knew all too well loudly.
The teenage colt jumped up and pushed himself backwards so that his back was facing the floor and his stomach was facing upwards. As he glided backwards another pegasus, an orange pegasus filly riding a light blue scooter, passed by close below him, to the point where the colts dark gray mane brushed up against her blue and white stripped helmet. After the two passed by each other the pegasus colt finished his backflip before landing, facing the pegasus filly, and the pegasus filly put her right hindhoof to the ground, stopping her but also causing her scooter to face sideways at the pegasus colt. She hopped to the ground and took off her helmet, letting her purple hair fall.
“You ok Rumble?” the teenage pegasus filly asked.
“Yeah, just fine Scootaloo,” Rumble said calmly. “Couldn’t you have gone around me?”
“I could have, but I figured you’d be able get out in time,” Scootaloo said nonchalantly.
Rumble rolled his eyes yet still kept a smile on his face. “And this is why nopony asks anymore when come home covered in bruises,” he said.
Scootaloo walked up to Rumble and gave him a friendly smack on his right shoulder with her left hoof, her right hoof still holding on her helmet. “Just consider that one of the perks of dating me,” Scootaloo said with a smile.
“That’s a great indicator of our relationship,” Rumble said humorously as he rubbed his shoulder with his left hoof. “One of the perks of it is that I don’t have to say anything when I come home with bruises.”
“And you love every minute of it,” Scootaloo said with a knowing smile.
“Yeah, I do,” Rumble said. He was just about to ask Scootaloo a question but Scootaloo beat him to it.
“So what are you doing all the way out here anyways?” Scootaloo asked.
“Just went for my usual morning flight before I have to go to my job today,” Rumble said. “I just went a bit farther then I planned. What about you?”
“Just scoping out some mountains farther away,” Scootaloo said “Thinkin’ of flying over there for some practice. Nothin much.”
“So the usual for you?” Rumble said with a small smile.
“Did you expect much else?” Scootaloo asked as she turned around to walk back to her scooter.
The teenage pegasus filly with quick precision, strapped her helmet on the left handle bar of her scoter. After making sure her helmet was strapped tightly Scootaloo turned around and gave Rumble a sinister smile. She then walked up quite closed to Rumble so that there was only a few inches away from their faces.
“Hey delivery boy,” Scootaloo said, “since you’re here would you mind taking my scooter back to my house?”
“Sure but it’ll cost you,” Rumble said with a smirk.
He closed his eyes and leaned in for a kiss, only to find his lips connecting with something much harder than Scootaloo’s. Rumble quickly opened his eyes to see Scootaloo back a few feet from where she was standing before with her right hoof in the air blocking him. The pegasus colt took a step back out of surprise while Scootaloo dropped her hoof and put on, if possible, an even larger yet more sinister smile.
“Scootaloo, what the he-?!” was all he could make out before he felt the hard press of Scootaloo’s lips on his. Rumble rolled his eyes, figuring Scootaloo would pull something like that, before closing his eyes to enjoy the kiss.
The two stood there for a few moments before they both broke the kiss, both needing some air. Rumble gave Scootaloo a wondering look, but he still couldn’t hide a small smile on his face. Scootaloo’s smile was even wider.
“I’m the one paying, not you,” Scootaloo said before she spread her wings and took off for the skies. “See you tonight Rumble!”
Rumble watched as Scootaloo flew into the light blue sky above, doing several arcs and loop de loops as she flew. Rumble watched her for a few seconds with a goofy smile on his face before deciding he needed to get going. He walked up to Scootaloo’s scooter with the goofy smile still on his face until he realized something.
“I have to ride this scooter back to Ponyville,” Rumble said as realization hit hard. From above he could hear a faint snicker from Scootaloo.
Rumble sighed as he unstrapped Scootaloo’s helmet from the handlebars, put it on his head, and got onto the scooter. “Great, it looks like I’m going home in bruises after all,” Rumble said as he spread his wings for balance and kicked off with his right hoof.
A soft bell chime resounded as the door into a small white tiled and walled building opened up and Rumble walked in, now in a light blue vest and a small cap he put on between bringing Scootaloo’s scooter to her home and coming here. The place was moderately filled with ponies of all colors and races, some sitting in the chairs on either side of the room and others waiting in a line leading to a brown earth pony stallion with an even darker brown mane. Rumble nodded a hello at those that looked at him when he walked in before crossing the room and heading to a door to the right of the main counter.
Passing by the door Rumble walked into a room that has a little less presentation value for it. The walls and floors weren’t painted any color so therefore the same brown as wood, however the room was very well lit, the wood very smooth. To the left as one walks in there is a small table with a basket in it to catch any letters that fall in the chute and in the middle there is a table where the letters are sorted. It’s an ok place; the post office just doesn’t have the money yet to spruce it up.
Sitting in the middle with a wooden table there was a purple dragon with green spikes and a yellow belly sitting at the table, sorting mail into two different baskets. The drake looked particularly bored and by the look of things he didn’t have much to do that day. Rumble wasted no time in walking up to the drake.
“Hey Spike, slow day today?” Rumble asked as he reached the wooden table.
Spike looked up from his work. “Hey Rumble,” the teenage drake said. “Yeah it’s been pretty slow. I swear, I have two jobs to do and I’m still ahead.”
“Sounds good to me,” Rumble said with a smirk. “That makes my job much easier.”
“Wanna switch places for today?” Spike asked humorously.
“Yeah, cause I have the fire breath that can transport letters to the other post offices in Equestria,” Rumble said. “That’s sort of why the post office hired you in the first place isn’t it?”
“Well that and being the former assistant to one of the princesses of Equestria is pretty good for a resume,” Spike said. “Also having the entire Elements of Harmony as contacts isn’t bad either. You only were able to get in thanks to me.”
“Yeah, by the way, thanks for that,” Rumble said.
“No problem,” Spike said. He pointed to the straw basket on his left and Rumble’s right. “Here’s your letters to deliver today.”
“What, couldn’t put it in a mailbag for me with all your ‘free time?’” Rumble asked in a mock hurt voice.
“No, that’s your job not mine,” Spike said.
Rumble rolled his eyes and walked to his right where a dark blue mailing bag was waiting for him. He quickly pulled the mail bag over his shoulder and walked over to the table. With the table and his wings helping him keep balance on his hind hooves Rumble shoved all the letters into his bag.
“Hey Spike, do you know if my package for Scootaloo has come yet?” Rumble asked as he was shoving letters in his bag.
Spike went back to sorting mail. “No it hasn’t yet,” he said. “But are you still sure about getting Scootaloo that?”
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure,” Rumble said in an ‘isn’t it obvious’ voice. “I wouldn’t have bought the thing if I wasn’t. I’m positive Scootaloo will love it.”
Spike gave Rumble a skeptic look quickly before going back to his work. “Are you sure we’re talking about the same Scootaloo?” the teenage dragon asked.
“Yeah I’m pretty sure,” Rumble said with a chuckle. “How many times are you going to ask me that? I’m getting some serious deja vu right now. I would kinda hope I know my fillyfriend better than you do Spike.”
“It’s your funeral.”
Rumble finished packing all the letters into his bad and wrapped it tightly to his right side. With that he was done with all he had to do in that room, so he proceeded to leave. Of course, before he left he had one last thing he wanted to say to Spike.
“You know, it’s been a few years since we started dating,” Rumble said. “Man has the time gone by. And we’ve gone so far with our relationship. It’s been so great, and I can’t wait to really get into this summer. Now that we’re done with school and Scootaloo’s done with her dance lessons we can spend so much more time together. It’s going to be amazing.”
“Sounds good,” Spike said, sarcasm dripping in his voice. “Please, keep talking about how much fun you and your fillyfriend are going to have this summer. As for me, I’ll just sit here knowing that my fillyfriend is going to leave for the rest of the summer at the end of the week.”
Rumble’s eyes widened as he realized what he was doing. He quickly did a one eighty to look at Spike. Rumble gave Spike a nervous smile as he nervously scratched his ear.
“Uhh…sorry…about that,” Rumble said as dropped his smile and lowered his head in shame.
“It’s alright,” Spike said. He cracked a smile. “At least my fillyfriend gets a macho dragon while Scootaloo only gets a boring pegasus with boring colors.”
Rumble’s face lifted as he realized he didn’t too badly insult his friend. “Whatever you say Spike,” Rumble said. “Anyways, I should really head out. See ya later.”
“See you,” Spike said.
Rumble once again turned around and with a smile still present on his face, he walked into the main lobby and passed by all the ponies there to get out of the building. Once out with a few flaps of his wings he soared as high as his spirits were. The teenage pegasus colt was feeling quite confident that nothing could go wrong.