“Announcing, your world renowned Wonderbolts!”
You cheered along with several ponies as streaks of blue rushed past you. However, your focus was on the streak that had shades of yellow and orange in it. Spitfire, captain of the aerial team was your idol. Who needed technology when you were surrounded by magical, talking ponies? It was a little shaky at first, trying to convince them that you had no ill will intended for them, but thanks to a very curious purple pony and her friends, you were cleared of any suspicion.
It was actually thanks to Rainbow Dash, one of your closest friends that you developed a passion for the Wonderbolts. Flying was one of your favorite hobbies, Dash taking you on a couple of flights for helping her with her stunts. You both had your favorite Bolts, she would often tease you about being a chicken and not asking Spitfire to be your marefriend. When she got recruited into their ranks, she always made sure she had tickets for you, after all that’s what best friends did.
This event was different though, your heart racing faster than usual. You both made a bet, whether or not you had the courage to approach the mare and ask her to be your special somepony. Rainbow did most of the heavy work, making sure she was single and that she was interested in finding a special somepony. She asked what she thought of you, being a human and all, and Spitfire just said that as long as you weren’t a creep she didn’t see why not.
Dash was able to get you a backstage pass to today’s event, to where you’d actually get to meet the rest of the Wonderbolts. From what the cyan pegasus told you, they were pretty interested in meeting you as well. All they knew was that you were some alien who was a fan of them.
The show was spectacular but what you were really looking forward to was the meet and greet. You showed your ticket one of the event staff and they pointed you to the changing rooms. Seemed a little odd, but then again most of these ponies never wore clothes so it wasn’t like there was anything they were hiding. In fact, the little white mare seemed to be excited that humans needed clothes just as much as food and air, well at least you did.
Steam was the first thing to hit you once the pony guarding the doors let you in. After getting used to the sticky feeling of your clothes clinging to you, you followed the sound of voices. After a finally finding a sign that read showers and the voices being clearer you found the team.
Turning the corner you found specifically Rainbow Dash, Soarin and Spitfire just lounging around, to what you assumed waiting for you. Rainbow Dash noticed you and saved you from your awkward waiting.
“We were wondering if you got lost dude!” she put a hoof around your neck. “You already know Spitfire and Soarin. Guys this is the human I was telling you about.”
The other Bolts stared, something you were used to by now. However, having your idols just stare was a bit more intimidating. After getting used to “you” they relaxed and smiled.
“You certainly are a big fella aren’t ya?” Soarin noted. You relaxed a bit. They were just 4 foot ponies, nothing to be too anxious about. If anything you were the intimidating one. You soon started chatting with the baby blue stallion, all the while glancing at Spitfire. She didn’t really seemed interested, but acted polite. You asked her about herself, and she kept things short and almost curt.
After about half an hour of “hanging” out, all three decided they needed to get back to their day. You were about to approach Spitfire but Rainbow Dash stopped you.
“Hang on there dude,” she had a sympathetic look on her face. “I’m sorry but there’s been a change in Wonderbolt policy.”
You quirked a brow at that and allowed her to continue. “Well one of our team just had a really bad breakup and is still not over it. So now, just so that there are no distractions, no relationships. I know she seemed like she wasn’t interested in you or appeared to be giving you the cold shoulder, but it wasn’t personal. She was sucked into all that drama when she tried to mediate and still trying to get out of it. Don’t worry, we can still be friends, but our “dare” is officially off. Sorry big guy.”
You took a deep breath and shook your head. It wasn’t her fault and you said as much along with thanking her for stopping you from making a complete fool of yourself. Although she was “too cool” for hugs, she made an exception this time seeing how disappointed you were.
“This is probably something Rarity would say, but there are plenty of mares out there dude,” she tried to cheer you up. “Ones that would be lucky enough to hang out with such a cool guy like yourself.”
You smiled and thanked her. When you got home you looked at all the memorabilia you had in your bedroom. The thought of tearing it all down crossed your mind, but you scolded yourself for acting childish. You still went to their shows, you wouldn’t boycott them just because of an important rule change. You still supported them, they were an amazing group of pegasi. But whenever you watched them pass by, seeing the blur of yellow and orange, you couldn’t help but wonder what could’ve been.