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After the football game, Lance Twister soared through the skies, his wings cutting through the clouds as he made his way to Ponyville. The town was alive with laughter and the sounds of play. Young ponies and creatures of all kinds, from griffins to dragons, were engaged in games, their joyous shouts filling the air.

Lance watched as a young Pegasus gently placed a bandage on a friend's scraped knee, her touch as light as a feather. A group of foals worked together to build a fort, their cooperation and care for one another evident in their every move. The sight stirred something within Lance—a longing for the same tenderness and thoughtfulness in his own actions.

As he pondered this, Sugary Pie descended from above, her tail spinning like a propeller. "Why the long face, Lance?" she asked with a tilt of her head.

Lance's ears went down, "You know... Lib..." His voice trailed off, the weight of his guilt heavy in his heart.

Sugary Pie landed beside him, her expression softening. "It wasn't your fault, you know. Accidents happen."

"I know," Lance admitted, "but I can't help feeling responsible. I should've been more careful."

With a bright smile, Sugary Pie suggested, "Why not get her a get-well card and a gift? It might cheer you both up!"

Lance's eyes lit up at the idea. "That's perfect, Sugary! Thank you."

Later that day, Lance arrived at Sweet Apple Acres, his heart pounding with a mix of nerves and hope. He was greeted by Big Mac and his son Big Sugar. He asked if he could see Liber and they both said "Eeyup" in unison and led him to Liberty's room.

Inside, Liberty Apple lay in bed, her eyes blinking slowly as she fought off the dizziness and the stars that danced before her vision. Her speech was slurred, but her spirit was unbroken. Lance's guilt deepened at the sight.

Applejack, ever the protective mother, questioned the doctor, "Is my little girl gonna be okay?"

The doctor reassured her, "She'll be right as rain by tomorrow. Just needs more rest and proper care."

Applejack noticed Lance lingering by the door, a card and present in his hooves. "Lance, did you need something?"

Without a word, Lance approached Liberty's bedside, placing the card and a beautifully wrapped gift on the shelf. The card read, "To Liberty, may your spirit soar high and your recovery be swift. With care, Lance."

He looked at Liberty, his eyes meeting with hers. With a heavy heart, he whispered, "Get well soon, Liberty," before turning and walking out.

stood before the quaint cottage nestled in the heart of nature, a gentle knock echoing against the wooden door. Moments later, it swung open to reveal Summer Gale, Fluttershy's daughter, her eyes reflecting the kindness inherited from her mother.

"Summer, I've been thinking," Lance started, shifting uneasily on his hooves. "I'm done with playing rough sports. I want to try something new, something... different."

Summer tilted her head, curiosity lighting up her features. "What did you have in mind?"

With a deep breath, Lance found the courage to voice his new desire. "I want to take yoga with you. I think it could help me learn to be more gentle, more mindful."

Surprise flickered across Summer's face, quickly replaced by a warm smile. "That's a wonderful idea, Lance! Yoga can be a path to inner peace and self-awareness. I'd be happy to take you with me to my next class."

The following day, Lance and Summer arrived at the yoga training room, a serene space filled with the soft scent of incense and the harmonious sound of a distant waterfall. They were greeted by three gymnastic teachers, each one a master of their craft: Ribbon Dance, with her graceful movements; Rope Jumper, with her incredible agility; and Limber Stretch, known for her flexibility.

"Everypony, this is Lance Twister," Summer introduced. "He's joining us today to learn the art of yoga."

The teachers welcomed him with open arms, their smiles as warm as the morning sun. "We're delighted to have you, Lance," said Ribbon Dance. "Yoga is about balance, not just in the body, but in the heart and mind as well."

As Lance took his place among the others, he felt a sense of belonging. This was the beginning of a new journey, one that promised growth and transformation. And as he moved through the poses, each breath a whisper of change, he knew he had taken the first step towards a gentler self.

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Ribbon Dance, Rope Jumper, and Limber Stretch (The gymnastic oc's) belong to RRainbow37

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Description
Part 2: www.deviantart.com/swiftgaiath…

After the football game, Lance Twister soared through the skies, his wings cutting through the clouds as he made his way to Ponyville. The town was alive with laughter and the sounds of play. Young ponies and creatures of all kinds, from griffins to dragons, were engaged in games, their joyous shouts filling the air.

Lance watched as a young Pegasus gently placed a bandage on a friend's scraped knee, her touch as light as a feather. A group of foals worked together to build a fort, their cooperation and care for one another evident in their every move. The sight stirred something within Lance—a longing for the same tenderness and thoughtfulness in his own actions.

As he pondered this, Sugary Pie descended from above, her tail spinning like a propeller. "Why the long face, Lance?" she asked with a tilt of her head.

Lance's ears went down, "You know... Lib..." His voice trailed off, the weight of his guilt heavy in his heart.

Sugary Pie landed beside him, her expression softening. "It wasn't your fault, you know. Accidents happen."

"I know," Lance admitted, "but I can't help feeling responsible. I should've been more careful."

With a bright smile, Sugary Pie suggested, "Why not get her a get-well card and a gift? It might cheer you both up!"

Lance's eyes lit up at the idea. "That's perfect, Sugary! Thank you."

Later that day, Lance arrived at Sweet Apple Acres, his heart pounding with a mix of nerves and hope. He was greeted by Big Mac and his son Big Sugar. He asked if he could see Liber and they both said "Eeyup" in unison and led him to Liberty's room.

Inside, Liberty Apple lay in bed, her eyes blinking slowly as she fought off the dizziness and the stars that danced before her vision. Her speech was slurred, but her spirit was unbroken. Lance's guilt deepened at the sight.

Applejack, ever the protective mother, questioned the doctor, "Is my little girl gonna be okay?"

The doctor reassured her, "She'll be right as rain by tomorrow. Just needs more rest and proper care."

Applejack noticed Lance lingering by the door, a card and present in his hooves. "Lance, did you need something?"

Without a word, Lance approached Liberty's bedside, placing the card and a beautifully wrapped gift on the shelf. The card read, "To Liberty, may your spirit soar high and your recovery be swift. With care, Lance."

He looked at Liberty, his eyes meeting with hers. With a heavy heart, he whispered, "Get well soon, Liberty," before turning and walking out.

stood before the quaint cottage nestled in the heart of nature, a gentle knock echoing against the wooden door. Moments later, it swung open to reveal Summer Gale, Fluttershy's daughter, her eyes reflecting the kindness inherited from her mother.

"Summer, I've been thinking," Lance started, shifting uneasily on his hooves. "I'm done with playing rough sports. I want to try something new, something... different."

Summer tilted her head, curiosity lighting up her features. "What did you have in mind?"

With a deep breath, Lance found the courage to voice his new desire. "I want to take yoga with you. I think it could help me learn to be more gentle, more mindful."

Surprise flickered across Summer's face, quickly replaced by a warm smile. "That's a wonderful idea, Lance! Yoga can be a path to inner peace and self-awareness. I'd be happy to take you with me to my next class."

The following day, Lance and Summer arrived at the yoga training room, a serene space filled with the soft scent of incense and the harmonious sound of a distant waterfall. They were greeted by three gymnastic teachers, each one a master of their craft: Ribbon Dance, with her graceful movements; Rope Jumper, with her incredible agility; and Limber Stretch, known for her flexibility.

"Everypony, this is Lance Twister," Summer introduced. "He's joining us today to learn the art of yoga."

The teachers welcomed him with open arms, their smiles as warm as the morning sun. "We're delighted to have you, Lance," said Ribbon Dance. "Yoga is about balance, not just in the body, but in the heart and mind as well."

As Lance took his place among the others, he felt a sense of belonging. This was the beginning of a new journey, one that promised growth and transformation. And as he moved through the poses, each breath a whisper of change, he knew he had taken the first step towards a gentler self.

Next part: www.deviantart.com/swiftgaiath…

Ribbon Dance, Rope Jumper, and Limber Stretch (The gymnastic oc's) belong to RRainbow37

Background used: www.deviantart.com/jakage/art/…