“WAKE UP EVERYPONY! THE WORST CELEBRATION OF THE YEAR IS UPON US!”
Vapor Trail shrieked and fell out of her bed. Moans of irritation echoed in the dark Wonderbolt’s bunker by Spitfire’s sudden outburst. The lights flicked on and stabbed Vapor Trail’s unadjusted pupils. The mare was surprised by how early they were woken up; she normally is awake before the other Wonderbolts. Fleetfoot’s words quickly came to mind, remembering Spitfire’s distaste for Hearts and Hooves Day.
Wonderbolt members slowly began to make their way out of the bunker at their own pace, but quick enough to not give Spitfire a reason to bite at their heels. Through her thin vision, Vapor Trail watched Soarin approach the captain. “Hey, Spitfire, maybe this year you don't have to be so… angry…”
His words did not sit well with the captain. “Who said I was angry?! You don't hear anypony asking me if I am! And if I was, there would be a clear indication!”
“Well, you do seem a bit angry already…” Soarin replied weakly, trying to ease Spitfire’s temper.
“I'm just frustrated with this stupid so-called holiday…” Spitfire’s voice was much weaker than her normal screaming volume. “Now get going. We got a lot to do this morning if the others want to do their own Hearts and Hooves nonsense; that’s why we are all up so early. I want to respect my teammate’s wishes and give them an early day off.” Both captain and teammate began to leave the bunker. “And I have a strong feeling one of our members is going to attempt to confess their love today…”
“Oh, hehe, y-ya think so?” Soarin’s voice trailed off, following Spitfire out of the rest hall. Vapor Trail knew Spitfire was referencing her, after all. Vapor Trail did tell her captain about the note prepared for Sky Stinger.
“Need some help off the floor? Or are you already daydreaming?” Sky Stinger looked down at Vapor Trail from his bed, a smirk lifting his left cheek.
“Maybe…” Vapor Trail flushed. Sky Stinger reached his hoof to the mare. She happily took the offer.
“You are probably thinking about that special somepony, are you not?” Sky Stinger asked suspiciously.
“M...maybe…” Vapor Trail repeated, finding it difficult to keep her eyes on the stallion.
“Then perhaps Spitfire is right, that you are that teammate ready to face that special stallion and confess your feelings to.” Sky Stinger crawled out of bed and began to stretch. Vapor Trail admired Sky Stinger’s visible muscles during his stretching, almost drooling at his healthy physique.
After his muscles were less tense, Sky Stinger turned around to face Vapor Trail. The mare quickly turned toward her bed and began to make it, not wanting to be caught staring at her friend. Then again, Sky Stinger wouldn’t mind if another mare were to stare at his awesome body.
“Do you have any plans for Hearts and Hooves, Sky?” Vapor Trail asked, her voice squeaking a little.
Sky Stinger walked to the other side of Vapor Trail’s bed and assisted her, tucking the sheets under the mattress. “Nah, not really,” he shrugged. “Unless if somepony does ask me to be their somepony.”
“You know, I have never seen you give anypony something for Hearts and Hooves.” Vapor Trail Tossed her pillow at the lip of the blanket. “Any reason why?”
He walked toward the end of her bed, and answered, “I want to have a mare approach me and have them ask me to be their special somepony.” Sky Stinger smirked, and Vapor Trail knew his ego was about to inflate. “If I just simply approach a mare and ask them to be my special somepony, she would more than likely throw herself into my arms. After all, I am a Wonderbolt and a wonderful stallion.”
“Perhaps you should put your theory to the test and ask one of us mares on the team,” Vapor Trail giggled.
Sky Stinger gestured toward the exit, indicating the mare to follow him. “I might. Except for Spitfire. She’s not on the list of potential dates.”
Vapor Trail walked past Sky Stinger and gave a playful push. “I thought you said any mare would leap into your arms if you asked them to be your special somepony.”
He quickly caught up and grinned, “I said, ‘more than likely.’ Not every mare is able to see the awesomeness of the one-and-only Sky Stinger.”
“Well, I think you are very awesome, Sky.” Vapor Trail wrapped an arm around his neck. An urge to kiss him in a joyful fit infected Vapor Trail. Not now, Vapor. Wait until later.
“You know I know that you know I am very awesome.” Sky Stinger’s word choice tickled Vapor Trail’s funny bone. “However…” He paused his movement and looked Vapor Trail straight in the eyes. “...you are even more awesome for keeping me in the spotlight for all these years. And now, I hope you and that lucky stallion shine in your very own spotlight.”
Oh Sky… The daydreamer froze, wondering if now would be the time to pull out her Hearts and Hooves gift for him. Perhaps the moment was now. Yes. It is. “And I think that special stallion will let me leap into his arms after my confession, don’t you think?” Vapor Trail batted her eyes at Sky Stinger.
“He better catch you when you leap, or I will have a word with him,” Sky Stinger warned, but still smiled at his friend.
“Then, maybe… I can show you what I got for-”
“DAYDREAMER! SKY CLINGER!” Spitfire stormed into the bunker, eyes hungry and on the hunt. “Are you both still half-asleep?!”
“N-no mam!” Vapor Trail responded, stiffening her spine.
“No mam!” Sky Stinger did the same as his white friend.
“Then hustle those bundle of feathers you call wings, you two! The rest of the team is waiting!”
Sky Stinger didn’t wait for Vapor Trail and briskly walked into the dark morning air. Vapor Trail slowly walked past her captain but was stopped by a yellow wing. “Was I interrupting a potential confession?” Spitfire asked, raising a brow.
Vapor Trail couldn’t help but show a small amount of irritation. “Yes.”
“Bummer,” Spitfire replied flatly. “There is a time and place for everything. Because now is the time to listen to me and my megaphone, not share your feelings with your potential special somepony.” The snide remark was not something Vapor Trail needed but kept quiet as she walked outside.