"Hmm..." pondered Flitter. "I'm an open book. You know almost everything about me." She said, her head on his shoulder "You did?" she asked, surprised. "Oh, and no. Brisk pony is me."
"I like this, Flitter. Get bullied in Flight School, now I have the most beautiful mare in the world laying on my shoulder. No offense, but suck on that Rev!" Bolt said to the sky and Flitter.
"Tortured. Rev bullied me the worst. I was so skinny...that's why I like power. Nobody bucks with power." Bolt mused
"Hmm? Oh I'm fine. Everything is amazing with you. Even talking about my past. So...what was in that box?" Bolt asked Flitter
"That big darkness blob of evil." replied Flitter, matter of factly. Brisk blushed... "How could you tell?"
Bolt took a joking tone. "Did you find it attractive when I saved the world from The Order soley for the sake of seeing you again?" He asked, expecting an eye roll
Brisk's ears drooped. "Oh.. Well." she said, suddenly laughing. "Probably for the best." Bolt received one. But then she nodded. "I thought it was fabulously heroic.. Oh god. I've turned into Rarity." she said, with mock horror.
Narrowleaf sighed. "I also almost lost it when I rescued you from those 'gods'. I held onto my sanity, though."
"That's good." praised Brisk. "It's nice to be sane sometimes. I'm being serious." Flitter shook with laughter. "Oh...Oh... What about Pinkie's kid?" she asked. Then paused to Bolt's second question. "That's my real name." she said. (Night all!)
