mylittlejamjar | Rainbow Dash always [verb]s in style

Okay, ponies, listen up! The name's Rainbow Dash! There's... probably at least one more of me out there, but that doesn't change the facts. Fact number one: I'm Ponyville's weatherpony, and that means I need a roll call from all you pegasi out there! There's a lot of responsibilities you have that you need to be aware of, so listen up! First of all: DO NOT CHANGE THE WEATHER. We are on a schedule here, people. A one-cloud rainstorm, fine. Deciding you want a sunny day when we've got downpour slated, not fine.

Second: Do not harass the flying tortoise. I'm serious. You do not want to mess with that little guy, he'll end you. Oh yeah, that goes for all you OTHER ponies too, if he's near the ground. He may or may not be a trained combat pet at this point. I'm not sure. But even if he's not, still, do not give that guy grief. Attention and respect is cool though.

Third of all, do not just make homes on clouds. Napping is fine, that's practically what they're there for, but they're not homes. Use a sensible house like a normal pony. If you need help constructing a cloud home, I'm sure Twilight has plenty of books in the library that she'd be happy to loan you.

Fourth, if you think you're fast, you're not, and I'm taking all challengers to prove it. [Rainbow winks broadly at the scroll.]

Oh yeah, and uh, if anypony shows up named...

[Rainbow stops, considers, then shakes her head.]

...Nah. Never mind.

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[Welcome to the first taste of what will doubtless be a lot of new experiences, especially if he keeps sticking around Rainbow.]

All right, just hold it... I'm gonna let go.

[She eases her hooves off his shoulders slowly.]

[He stays more-or-less in place after she takes her hooves away. It's not as graceful or effortless and she makes it look, but he's determined.]

Hah! I feel like a proper hummingbird. Give me a proper beak, and I'll be ready to have at a few tasty flowers, eh? This is brilliant, Ms. Dash. Most every colt dreams of flying, of course, be he never expects to actually get to do it.

Why would you need a beak? Flowers are pretty tasty just for eating.

[You're a horse now, Bertie, remember? Meanwhile, Rainbow darts around him to observe him from every angle, assessing his form and efforts.]

Okay, now start up and then try to slow down to a hover again.

[Give him a break Rainbow. He's been a horse for all of a week.]

Ahah. I suppose they are. But just a moment.

[He breaks out of his hovering to rise a few feet. Going back to hovering takes him a good ten seconds, though it feels longer. There is a filly to impress, after all!]

This is a bit exhausting. Ms. Flare Star said it would be an awful lot of work to be flying about. I didn't realize she meant the actual flying bit.

It's because you're thinking about it. Once you get to the point where you're not, everyday flying will be as easy as walking for you.

[She's... not impressed, and probably never ever WILL be impressed with your flying, Bertie.]

Just don't judge yourself by what I can do.

I can't imagine many being able to measure up to you, Ms. Dash. If there are any in the first place.

[It's meant as an honest compliment, though it's offered in a very off-hoof way as he struggles to maintain the hover.]

But I'll take your word on it getting easier. At least there's this marvelous business of cloud hopping if one does get a bit tuckered out, what?

Just remember -- you work hard, you play hard, and you rest hard.

[She glances quickly around, then leans in closer.]

Especially the second two!

[That's a philosophy Bertie can get behind with all four hooves if he's going to be required to do work at all.]

Hah! Sounds like the right sort of stuff, Ms. Dash. There was one other thing I wanted to ask you about. It's something Ms. Pie had mentioned, but I think we might need to land.

[He motions to the ground.]

She said pegasi could hold things with their wings. Can you really?

[She drops down first, expecting that she might possibly need to catch him or break his fall or something.]

Oh, sure, it's possible, but it actually gets harder the better a flyer you are. My friend Fluttershy can do it pretty easily, but not so much me, 'cuz my wings are built and trained for power.

[Bertie tries to mimic Rainbow's smooth descent and fails miserably. It's a good thing she's down there as he simply drops the last few feet much too quickly. He does manage to avoid needing to be caught, at least, but it's a near thing.]

Ah, so it's power or flexibility? Hrm... are there many ponies that go for a happy sort of medium?

[She winces a little at his sudden plummet, lifting a hoof hesitantly, but when it's clear he's okay she sheds all concern immediately.]

Most ponies, even pegasi, aren't dedicated athletes like me. It really all depends on what you want to do with yourself.

[Given that he has no idea what he wants to do with himself, that makes the proposition a more difficult one.]

Well, I'm not an athlete. Not like Tuppy or Stilton. I can leg it as well as the next stallion or scale buildings when the moment's called for, but we Woosters prefer the wicket to the goalpost, it must be said. That is to say: What do you think would be best to do, Ms. Dash?

[She starts to reflexively say that he OUGHT to practice his flying and become amazing, maybe even join the Wonderbolts...]

...You should figure out what YOU want to do. You've barely seen anything Equestria has to offer yet. Keep your eyes peeled and your mind open and see what seems appealing to you.

[At the moment, Bertie would like to go collapse in the commune shelter and rest for several hours. Suspecting that isn't exactly what Rainbow means and that swooning in front of a girl isn't really the mark of an upstanding gent, he forgoes telling her this.]

I'll give it a solid round of thinking, Ms. Dash. Thanks awfully much again for the lessons.

[Yeah, let's just say she wouldn't be impressed and leave it at that.]

[Because her forcing her to accept her personal coaching services would end well for nopony at all.]

You ever need more help, I'm easy to find. Check the clouds. Then the tree branches, which I think you'll find are surprisingly comfortable for napping.

[Tree branches without sap, perhaps. He'll have to keep an eye out for that.]

Righto! I shall always be looking up when I'm searching for you then, Ms. Dash. Braces the spirits like a stiff drink, what?

You want drinks that brace the spirit, you wait till cider season rolls around!

Ah! Ms. Applejack did mention that to Vantas and me when we had a trot round her farm. I don't suppose ponies have any other sorts of liquor? I do enjoy carousing after a snootful.

Oh, THAT kind of bracing. Sure, but I don't touch the stuff. Athlete and all, I gotta be at my best all the time. And trust me, you do NOT want to go flying if you can't fly straight.

I'll keep that in mind, old girl. If I can't walk straight, don't try for any aerial manouvering. Toodle pip for now! Best I see if Vantas is needing any help about the farm for a bit.

[And if not, go curl up on a cloud.]

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