Scootaloo looked up at the puffy grey clouds around the town hall, trying to spot any trace of her friend's multicoloured mane peeking over their edges. It took her a minute or two; all of the lower clouds were clear of ponies, but a few red and orange hairs were visible on a cloud near the top of the Town Hall's spire. Grinning, the filly stopped her scooter with one of her back legs, skidding in the dirt as the thing came to a stop.

"Rainbow Dash!" Scootaloo called up, voice reverberating around the centre of town. There weren't many ponies walking around, but the few that were there didn't turn their heads. Most of Ponyville's residents were used to Scootaloo calling after Dash.

"Mmmff—I didn't order any roast—" Scootaloo heard Rainbow Dash mumble up above. Evidently the pegasus was still sleeping. It was still pretty early in the morning, so this wasn't strange for the sky-blue mare, but Scootaloo was itching to get started. It was her birthday, after all.

"Rainbow! Please!" She yelled a bit louder this time. Two mares standing near the Town Hall steps turned their heads to look; although they were used to Scootaloo's cries for Rainbow's attention, they weren't usually this loud, this urgent, or this early.

However, this seemed to do the trick. Scootaloo could see the flecks of colour up above shifting around. The pony above let out a yawn and stood up to her hooves, stretching her wings out to her sides.

Once she had closed her mouth, Rainbow Dash blinked. Then, she looked down. "Hey, squirt. What's got you up so early? I already know what's got me up so early..."

"Eheh... sorry about that," Scootaloo called upwards. "I was just wondering—you said that you'd give me flying lessons today and I was hoping we could start soon!"

Rainbow scratched her head with one of her front hooves. "I did, didn't I? Well, ya already got me awake, so I guess we might as well start now." The pegasus leapt off the cloud with a small poof, sending nebulous vapour outward as she left its surface. She soared downwards toward the ground.

Her flight path was revealed to be a parabola as she sped past Scootaloo, who went quickly from standing on the ground to being held between Rainbow's forelegs. The filly giggled with glee as her hooves left the ground and she soared beneath Ponyville's greatest speedster, held in that mare's grasp, excited for the best day of her life.