when he was young, soda would always joke about being “ no good at school, ” but truthfully, he loves stories. he just struggles with the technical parts. neither he nor his brothers knew he had dyslexia. but he'd flip through pony's books when he was home alone, mouthing words in order to keep up with the text. now, he reads to wind down at bedtime, or when things are uncharacteristically quiet in the shop. he gravitates toward adventure novels, westerns, and literally anything with animals. even if he doesn’t finish, though tries to make it a point to, he loves immersing himself in different worlds. he never admit it when he was younger cause he didn't want pony to think he was copying him, or darry to think he’s trying to “ be something he’s not. ”