"With your brother going to Los Pegasus to be a firefighter and your sister learning to be a doctor like your mother, I was worried about the legacy of our line as the leaders of Weather Control. It's not because we pass it along, it's because your great-grandfather did it the best, then your grandfather did it the best, and now, your father does it the best.
Soon, I'm hoping you will be the best one day, to carry this torch."
"I want you to do me proud, son, but I won't make this easier for you than for anypony else. I can't."
Oooh… right. He still thinks you're not serious about the Wonderbolts thing. That's why he didn't give you money for it in the first place.
Better not tell him just yet…>>489130
They look at each other worriedly and speak in their language you don't understand before the one who spoke opens his mouth again.
"You raider! You try trick us so your friends slaughter tribe!">>489131
His laughter could almost pass as pleasant.
You hear his hoofsteps closer and closer.
"Felfire, Felfire, Felfire, is that any way to greet me? No 'Good day sir' or anything? Not even a hello?"