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Dust Runner shook the dirt out of his mane, his race was successful once again. Another gold medallion hung proudly from his neck, glittering in the midday sunlight, catching the eye of the other ponies in the arena, a collection of fans, press and losers who couldn't keep up with him. Press ponies swarmed, camera's flashing lighting up the golden medal even more. His smile shone almost as brightly.

A reporter pony came up to the champion but before the young mare could speak the crowd broke apart to reveal a tall well groomed stallion, pretty blue ponytail softly flowing in the gentle breeze. His dark purple eyes, melted Dust's smile away into a grim, annoyed sneer.

"Afternoon, Dear Brother." The stallion turned and began to walk but paused. "May I have a word." His eyes met Dust's. "Alone."

Whispers swam through the crowd, everypony silent in this stallion's presence. Sighing the champ followed this so-proclaimed sibling.

The two trotted through the stadium, Dust eyeing the nacho stands and hot dogs. A race always making him peckish.

"I can't believe you crave such horridly disgusting food! The mere sight of it," He let out a gag. "Repulsive excuses anything edible."

"Just like I remember you PP."

The stallion whipped around and nearly slapped his brother across the face with a hoof. "How... dare you use that childish demeanor of my rightful Celestia giving name." The brother scoffed. "It is, and forever will be, Perfect Platinum." His chest puffed. "Do I make myself clear."

"As clear as the day you were born apparently." Dust shot back. His smile returning.

Perfect gave a sneer, turning and continuing to walk until the two were outside of the stadium. "I suppose you don't know why I'm here?"

"No." Dust said bluntly. "Why should I-"

"Why don't I enlighten you then, Dearest Brother."

The racer rolled his eyes. "Why don't you, Prince Perfect~" Fluttering his eyelashes.

Perfect ignored his sibling's mockery and proceeded to "enlighten" Dust on his arrival. "Our meeting was overdue it seems, as you are still partaking in such, horrid displays of entertainm-"

"Racing." He interrupted. "It's called... Racing. Ya know, my special talent? The thing that took my twice the length of a normal colt to have? Yeah, what about it? Oh wait." Runner puffed up his chest and exaggerated each step. "Is it not perfect enough for you, not to your standards."

"You're acting like a child. You are causing great distress in our family. Come back to the estate. Be the show pony like mother and father tried to raise."

"I am no show pony. And I will never be a show pony."

"Oh please," Perfect rolled his eyes to the sky like a fed up parent. "Look at you! You're special talent, is a disgrace to our heritage, everything our parents, and their parents before that, and before that, and before that and so on had built to have it ruined by an overly exaggerated obsession. This racing is merely a phase that has not been dealt with."

"I am a racer."

"You are a decedent. Born into our family by fate. Racing is nothing but a disgrace."

Dust's eyes burned. "At least I'm my own pony. Not some clone of our family."

"You are still part of that family. You are missing the point."

"The point is that I am a racer. I do was I love."

"What you love is disrespectful of our heritag-"

"I don't give a dragon's tail about our heritage!" The racer bared his teeth, his eyes a blaze with pented up fury.

The other unicorn grit his teeth. "How dare you."

Dust was done talking, and of course, so was Perfect. The two went their separate ways, holding their heads high, preserving their dignity.

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Something for the fact of not posting in such a painfully long time. I know some don't necessarily enjoy the MLP fandom, and I don't really watch much the show anymore but the characters and species are still overly fun to play around with and draw SO HAVE ALL THE PONIES! X3

~Boo

Description
Dust Runner shook the dirt out of his mane, his race was successful once again. Another gold medallion hung proudly from his neck, glittering in the midday sunlight, catching the eye of the other ponies in the arena, a collection of fans, press and losers who couldn't keep up with him. Press ponies swarmed, camera's flashing lighting up the golden medal even more. His smile shone almost as brightly.

A reporter pony came up to the champion but before the young mare could speak the crowd broke apart to reveal a tall well groomed stallion, pretty blue ponytail softly flowing in the gentle breeze. His dark purple eyes, melted Dust's smile away into a grim, annoyed sneer.

"Afternoon, Dear Brother." The stallion turned and began to walk but paused. "May I have a word." His eyes met Dust's. "Alone."

Whispers swam through the crowd, everypony silent in this stallion's presence. Sighing the champ followed this so-proclaimed sibling.

The two trotted through the stadium, Dust eyeing the nacho stands and hot dogs. A race always making him peckish.

"I can't believe you crave such horridly disgusting food! The mere sight of it," He let out a gag. "Repulsive excuses anything edible."

"Just like I remember you PP."

The stallion whipped around and nearly slapped his brother across the face with a hoof. "How... dare you use that childish demeanor of my rightful Celestia giving name." The brother scoffed. "It is, and forever will be, Perfect Platinum." His chest puffed. "Do I make myself clear."

"As clear as the day you were born apparently." Dust shot back. His smile returning.

Perfect gave a sneer, turning and continuing to walk until the two were outside of the stadium. "I suppose you don't know why I'm here?"

"No." Dust said bluntly. "Why should I-"

"Why don't I enlighten you then, Dearest Brother."

The racer rolled his eyes. "Why don't you, Prince Perfect~" Fluttering his eyelashes.

Perfect ignored his sibling's mockery and proceeded to "enlighten" Dust on his arrival. "Our meeting was overdue it seems, as you are still partaking in such, horrid displays of entertainm-"

"Racing." He interrupted. "It's called... Racing. Ya know, my special talent? The thing that took my twice the length of a normal colt to have? Yeah, what about it? Oh wait." Runner puffed up his chest and exaggerated each step. "Is it not perfect enough for you, not to your standards."

"You're acting like a child. You are causing great distress in our family. Come back to the estate. Be the show pony like mother and father tried to raise."

"I am no show pony. And I will never be a show pony."

"Oh please," Perfect rolled his eyes to the sky like a fed up parent. "Look at you! You're special talent, is a disgrace to our heritage, everything our parents, and their parents before that, and before that, and before that and so on had built to have it ruined by an overly exaggerated obsession. This racing is merely a phase that has not been dealt with."

"I am a racer."

"You are a decedent. Born into our family by fate. Racing is nothing but a disgrace."

Dust's eyes burned. "At least I'm my own pony. Not some clone of our family."

"You are still part of that family. You are missing the point."

"The point is that I am a racer. I do was I love."

"What you love is disrespectful of our heritag-"

"I don't give a dragon's tail about our heritage!" The racer bared his teeth, his eyes a blaze with pented up fury.

The other unicorn grit his teeth. "How dare you."

Dust was done talking, and of course, so was Perfect. The two went their separate ways, holding their heads high, preserving their dignity.

-----

Something for the fact of not posting in such a painfully long time. I know some don't necessarily enjoy the MLP fandom, and I don't really watch much the show anymore but the characters and species are still overly fun to play around with and draw SO HAVE ALL THE PONIES! X3

~Boo