The morning was bright, you cover your eyes, but to no avail, the light still found a way to reach them. You sit up, your eyes adjusting to the light, you stretch your legs and yawn. Your mane starts to itch on your neck, so you reach back with one of your hooves and scratch it. You look around your room, at the blank walls, the cream coloured walls. You roll out of your bed and onto the floor with an audible thump. Your legs don't want to move, but you force them to let you stand. You had a long night last night with your closest friend, Sunshine. She had you run and fly all across Ponyville on a wild goose chase, for her humour of course. Your wings don't hurt all that much, but your legs do as if they'd just been trampled by a dragon. Sunshine had you look for a book called "Many Bubble Types." She told you to receive this book from Twilight Sparkle, the purple unicorn that lived in the library, what she didn't tell you is that she told Twilight tell you that she loaned it to a somepony, but couldn't remember who. So Twilight made you go to everypony she knew to ask for the book, a book which didn't exist.

You are wrenched from your thoughts as a staccato knocking comes from your door. You crack your neck, making three pops on each side, and start for the door. You head down the hallway it is filled with paintings of many famous ponies, like Hayvid Tennant, Bob Marely, Buck Norris, Whinny Hendrix, so on, so forth. You don't really walk that fast until you hear the same staccato knocking, same four knocks, same tempo, same pitch. You stop and wait for the next series of knocks, it comes sooner than the last, exactly the same. You sigh deeply. Only one conclusion could be made about who this was, Sunshine. You continue to the door, walking a little faster now, you pray that it's not the pony that wore you out so badly last night. When you get to the door you look through the magnified peephole near the top. Your prayer had served no purpose, it is Sunshine. You look to the far right side of the door, to the brass chain lock. You debate whether or not to undo it before opening the door; you don't. You push down on the handle of the door with your hoof and pull it open.

There stands Sunshine, a grey Pegasus with a light yellow mane. Her eyes are amber, actually rather beautiful save one fact: they normally aren't both facing the same way. This fact only seems to bother her when other ponies call her "Derpy" or "Ditzy" or some other stuff like that. But right now your friend doesn't seem annoyed or angry at something, actually she has a large smile on her face. It was much larger than normal actually, you raise an eyebrow to show that you are questioning this. Sunshine actually manages to focus her eyes before she explains to you what's on her mind.

"You know who the Wonderbolts are," She cocks her head to the side, the smile still on her face. "right?"

You nod slowly, your curiosity starting to rise, you close the door and undo the chain lock to open it. You open the door to see her face is closer now, you back up a tad. "Yeah, I know who they are, never really seen one of their shows before..."

"And you remember my friend Soarin that I keep telling you about?"

You lower your eyebrow. "Yes, get on with it."

Your friend's happy expression instantly disappears. "Fine, be that way." Her eye drifts away from focus, "Oh by Celesti-... Never mind, anyway, I found out that he's in the Wonderbolts!" Her smile returns as she says this, you can tell that she can't hold back her excitement. Excitement for what though?

Her excitement rubs off on you and you feel that a smile is creeping on your face. "Yes, and?" This time your question is out eagerness to know, not out of annoyance.

"He invited me to their next show, told me I could bring a friend, he sent me backstage passes and everything!" She squeals with pure excitement, "I haven't seen him in forever, and now I get to see him perform!" She runs up to you and wraps her legs around you in an almost suffocating hug, almost. She squeals once more before letting you go. "So, you want to go?"

By now the smile on your face has vanished, you push her slightly and close the door. You turn around, thinking that she will leave, but you hear her four staccato knocks from before. You sigh and turn around, proceeding to re-open the door. When it is open you tell her that you don't want to go. "C'mon, it'll be fun!" Your friend gives you the most pleading face she can, "Please?"

You close the door, this time forgetting to lock it, but you don't notice. You turn around and walk through the hallway full of paintings. You stop next to the painting of Hayvid Tennant when you hear the door open behind you. You turn around and see Sunshine in the doorway, almost in tears. "This is v-very imp-portant to me..." A tear runs down her grey cheek. Now you've done it, you made Sunshine cry. Your face drops from an irritated expression to a concerned one. "P-please, come with me." From the pose she was holding, her two front legs more to her left and her back to her right, you could tell she wasn't expecting you to say yes. But...

You walk up to her and wrap your legs around her in a hug. "Alright, I'll go with you, please stop crying..." She was silent during the hug and after a few moments you let go of her and back up to see if she stopped crying.

She did, but she looks very confused, the tears had stopped but you could tell that they were there in the first place. Both of her eyes are focused on you, but an eyebrow is raised. "What did you just say?" It is now your turn to raise your eyebrow.

"I'll... Go with you?" The question she asked confuses you, you really don't know what she was asking or how to answer it. "To the Wonderbolts show..." As you say this she gives you another tight hug, not nearly as tight as the other one.

She thanks you multiple times. This hug extends to a full minute, you cough to ask her to stop. She lets go of you, blushing slightly. "Sorry." She looks up at the sky, the sun still low in the sky, but reaching over the mountains. "I have to go, the show is tonight." She looks back at you, her large smile returned now. "I'll meet you here at dusk, 'kay?"

Your response is a simple nod, which she giggles at. "Alright I'll see you at dusk then!" She gives you a small salute and flies off, swerving slightly, a sign that shows that her eye became unfocused again. You chuckle to yourself and close the door. You redo the chain lock and head back to your room. As you walk you listen to the sound of your hooves hitting the floor with each step. You arrive inside the room with the blank walls, in the middle is your bed. You lay down on your bed and pull the covers over you. You still have at least 6 hours until the show, and you are off work today, so you close your eyes and drift off into sleep.

A knock at your door wakes you from your peaceful slumber. You sit up and stretch, your limbs not nearly as sore as they were earlier. You hop off of your bed and start into the hallway. You have a feeling that you know who it is, but you still take your time down the hallway. Whoever is at your door knocks again, two knocks, almost legato. You raise an eyebrow, it's not Sunshine, then who is it? Your speed increases slightly as you walk through the hallway. You reach the door and look through the peephole, it's a pale azure, almost white, Pegasus with a navy blue mane. You unlock and open the door. "Hello, I don't believe I've met you before." Your greeting doesn't go unnoticed.

"I'm Soarin, Sunshine's friend." He dipped his head in greeting. "She told me this is where her closest friend in Ponyville lived, the one she invited to the show, is that right?" You nod in response, also to have him continue. "I'm here to tell you that we will be meeting down near the Everfree forest before the show, 'Shine already knows this. Feel free to come if you want."

You smile slightly, "Sunshine'll be picking me up before then, so I'll be there."

"Alright then, I'll see you there." Soarin grabs the door's handle between two hooves awkwardly, as if he'd been taught to do that, and closes the door as he leaves. You look through the small window next to the door to see the amount of light outside, it was bright, a few small clouds in the sky. It looked like it was noon. You turn around and look at the hallway that holds paintings on it's walls. You wonder if you should go back to sleep or do something else. You stand there for a moment, pondering. You shrug it off and walk through the hallway and into your room. You hop back onto the bed and quickly fall asleep once more.