>Day more flight shenanigans on Earth.
>Be Anon.
>You find yourself performing your morning routine before work.
>Bypassing your roommate Aero's bedroom door on your way to the kitchen.
>She collects them poni bucks from the government due to reasons you forget.
>No job also means she's sleeping in until noon on the average day.
>Must be nice.
>When you open the door to leave, you notice your front yard is littered with trash and smashed eggs.
>As you observe the destruction, another egg lands at your feet and splatters your shoes.
>The impact causes you to jump.
>You follow it back up and behind you.
>Walking down the walk and looking back to the roof, you spy Aero with a crate of eggs and a bunch of other random shit beside her.
"What the hell!" you shout up at her.
>Aero looks up from what she's doing and spots the yellow yolk on your shoes.
>"Whoops!  Sorry about that, Anon!" she calls.
"What are you doing up there?"
>"Egg drop!" she answers as she hurls another egg off the roof in a tupperware container filled with jello.
>You backpedal as the container falls in front of you and explodes.
>Aero takes notice of the explosion and jots down some notes in a notebook by her side.
"Why are you doing this now?  It's six in the morning!"
>"I have a long day planned," said Aero.
>You raise an eyebrow and her plans, but dismiss any odd feelings as normalcy.
"You're gonna clean all this up, right?"
>"Of course." answered Aero.
"Alright.  I'll see you after work.  Have fun."
>You wave back as you left for the car.
>"Later!" waved Aero before she chucked an egg covered in bubble wrap to the ground.
 
>Nine and a half hours later, you are finally about to arrive home.
>It was payday too, so you stopped at the nearest Allsup's for a bag of about forty mini burritos for you and your roommate to pig out on while you screw off for the weekend.
>As you were coming down the street, you couldn't help but notice a large crowd of people gathered around in your front yard.
>Parking on the street because you couldn't get to the driveway, you are not surprised when you see the cause of the commotion.
>"Gather 'round, folks!" called Aero to the crowd from up on the roof.  "Watch as this lowly Earth pony attains flight through the use of science and intelligence!  Gaze upon me as I defy your God's creation and soar into the skies!"
>Aero rushes back to the peak of the roof and hops into a homemade flying machine.
>It looked like what was your busted go-kart with plastic bag parachutes tied onto it, an electric fan, and some bubble wrap taped to the very bottom.
>A small ramp at the ledge of the roof was in line with her machine.
>You push past the crowd as you call for Aero.
>She doesn't notice you.
>"The time has come and so have I!" shouts Aero as she yanks the block that was holding the go-kart still.
>The slope is shallow at best and it's only a single-story house.
>Not to mention she has maybe fifteen feet of runway.
>The electric fan was dislodged immediately and her plastic bags did less to keep her afloat than just cause drag.
>The go-kart hit the ramp, but since the frame sticks out farther than the wheels, it ended up plowing right through it and straight off the ledge.
 
>The crowd screams and scatters the moment they notice it go bad.
>Aero's vehicle managed not to nose dive into the ground, but level off rather quickly.
>Her parachutes did something, at least.
>The moment Aero hit the ground, the bubble wrap exploded all at once in a loud, powerful boom.
>The force of the pop sent the go-kart bouncing just a few feet in the air, but sent Aero even higher.
>Aero screamed and flailed her legs about to try and retain flight.
>You managed to move in at the last moment and dive while reaching out to her.
>You miss horribly, but you were in the right spot as Aero landing right on your gut.
>She was shaken, but safe.
>The impact had also knocked the wind out of you and left your stomach with some unwanted pain.
>Aero stands upon her landing platform that was your body and addresses the crowd.
>"It seems there was a slight miscalculation on part of our program, but never fear!  This pony will achieve flight or my name isn't Aero!"
>A couple people gave a slow clap but eventually dispersed with the rest of the crowd.
 
>A groan from you catches Aero's attention and she lowers her head to yours.
>"Hey, Anon!  Back from work?"
"Yup," you answer as you roll over, making her slide off you.
>"I cleaned up the eggs," said Aero.
>A quick survey of the yard indicates that yes, she did.
"Trust me, that's the last thing on my mind right now," you wheeze as you limp back to your car.
>"I'll clean up the go-kart and bubble wrap in a little while," she said.  "I just need to make some notes.  Did you catch my flight attempt?"
"I did."
>Reaching your car, you pull out the bag of burritos.
"I also got dinner."
>"Sweet!"
>The pony snatched the bag out of your hand with her mouth and dug one up, swallowing it in one bite.
>You glance over at the go-kart once more and stop yourself from asking how she even got it on the roof.
>You're more worried with going to lie down on the couch and nurse your bruised abdominals.
>"Hey Anon, wanna go watch Up?" asked Aero.
"Sure..."
>You take the bag inside with your roommate right behind you.