//------------------------------// // First Kiss // Story: Fleetfire // by Melody Song //------------------------------// A few days after Fleetfoot had talked with Rainbow and Soarin, she was talking with Blaze when Spitfire trotted towards High Winds and Surprise, who were nearby. Fleetfoot excused herself and raced out to avoid looking at Spitfire. Fleetfoot sighed, going outside to get some fresh air. Fleetfoot's eyes watered as she took off, deciding to fly a few laps. "I know I'm supposed to like stallions, mom and dad told me it's a sin not to, but I can't hide this. I feel so happy when I see Spitfire, so why do I cry when I think about her?" Fleetfoot thought, frustrated with herself "Why doeth love have to be tho complicated?!!" Fleetfoot shouted, punching a cloud nearby, watching as it burst into pieces. Fleetfoot found another cloud and laid down on it, nestling into the pillow-like softness. "Fleet?" Fleetfoot's head snapped up, and she gasped when she saw Spitfire hovering near her. "What are you doing out here Thpitfire?" Fleetfoot asked, trying to sound unconcerned "Rainbow told me you wanted to talk to me, and said you'd be out here." Spitfire explained, gesturing for Fleetfoot to move over. Fleetfoot obeyed and watched as Spitfire settled down beside her. "Dang it Rainbow." Fleetfoot thought to herself angrily, she should have never told Rainbow how she felt. "So, what did you want to tell me?" Spitfire asked, and Fleetfoot knew that she must tell Spitfire the truth: that Rainbow tricked her because she wanted to play matchmaker with two of her friends "Uhh...that I think...you work to hard." Okay, she totally chickened out. "Okay?" Spitfire answered, confused as to why Fleetfoot wanted to tell her this, but she had a more important question on her mind. "Why do you always leave when I come in the room? are you upset with me?" Spitfire asked "Dang it." Fleetfoot thought, and sighed. "No, I'm not upthet with you, nothing'th wrong." Fleetfoot replied "I don't believe you." Spitfire said harshly, then sighed, looking in the other direction "If something's bothering you, you can tell me. You've always told me about what's wrong." Spitfire murmured sadly, and Fleetfoot felt guilty. There was one big secret she'd never told her best friend-it wasn't this, but it was still important. Fleetfoot leaned against Spitfire, wrapping a wing over the bigger mare. "It'th not that I can't tell you, I jutht...I don't know how you'll react to it." Fleetfoot explained, and Spitfire turned, surprised "You think I'll be upset? I would never be mad at you. Just tell me what's going on." Spitfire exclaimed "Okay." Fleetfoot sighed, retracting her wing and looking away before telling Spitfire "I-like mareth." Fleetfoot mumbled, and Spitfire looked at her "You do?" she asked, and Fleetfoot nodded "A-and I-I like one mare in particular." Fleetfoot continued "Who?" Spitfire asked, leaning in to hear Fleetfoot's response "You." Fleetfoot confessed, and Spitfire pulled back, staring at her. "I'm thorry, I know it'th wrong, b-but I can't help it. That'th why I keep leaving the room when you come in. I want to thtay, but I get tho nervouth, a-and I can't thtay in the room. Rainbow made you come out here becauthe I told her and Thoarin how I felt, a-and now they're trying to thet uth up." Fleetfoot said, burrowing down into the cloud "Are you mad?" Fleetfoot asked "No, I'm not mad." Spitfire replied, shaking herself a little. "I'm just, well, surprised, and a little shocked. I want to tell you I feel the same way, but I'm not even sure if I like mares." Spitfire said, and Fleetfoot sighed. "It'th okay. I didn't expect anything. I'm going to go work out. I'll thee you later." Fleetfoot said sadly, taking off, leaving Spitfire behind. Later, Rainbow found her, and cornered Fleetfoot in the room, Soarin behind her. "Fleetfoot, Spitfire told us you left before she could respond, why did you do that? Can't you see you two are perfect together?" Rainbow demanded "Firtht of all, you're acting like a helplethth romantic, thecond, I didn't let her finish becauthe she thaid she didn't like mareth." Fleetfoot replied "No, Spitfire said she wasn't sure. That just means she doesn't know how she identifies her sexuality, not that she doesn't like you that way." Soarin objected, and Rainbow nodded "Yeah, besides, I know how to tell if she likes mares." Ranbow added, and Fleetfoot perked up "How?" Fleetfoot asked, and Rainbow leaned in, whispering soemthing into Fleetfoot's ear. "You really think it'll work?" Fleetfoot asked her, and Rainbow smirked "Positive, I saw Lyra pull it on Bon Bon, I know it will." Rainbow assured her, and Fleetfoot hugged the two in thanks, then rushed off to find Spitfire. The mare was in her office, and didn't look to surprised to see Fleetfoot. "Hey Fleet, look, about earlier, I didn't mean to upset you, I know you were only telling me because I asked, and I shouldn't have said that the way I did." Spitfire tried to apologize, but Fleetfoot stepped forward and touched her wingtip against Spitfire's muzzle to quiet her. "It'th alright Thpitfire, I underthtand, but can I talk to you in your private room for a thecond?" Fleetfoot asked "Um, I guess so, why?" Spitfire asked, but Fleetfoot just tugged her out of the chair and pulled her into the private room. "What are you doing Fleet?" "You thaid you weren't sure if you like mareth, right?" Fleetfoot asked "Yes, why?" Spitfire asked, as Fleetfoot sat her on the bed, sitting beside her "I know a way to tell, it'th a tetht, if you want to find out." Fleetfoot said "Well, alright. What do I do?" Spitfire asked, and Fleetfoot smiled "Clothe your eyeth." she replied, and Spitfire looked taken aback "Why?" she asked suspiciously. "You'll thee, jutht clothe them, okay?" Fleetfoot asked, and Spitfire nodded, shutting her eyes. Spitfire held still for a minute, then began to get confused "Fleet, why am I doing this? Is this a tri-" Spitfire's words had barely left her mouth before Fleetfoot did it. She kissed her. Spitfire opened her eyes, which went wide with shock. Spitfire's wings suddenly opened, showing her feelings. A pegasus's wings opened on instinct when they felt a shock that they enjoyed. Spitfire and Fleetfoot broke apart, and Spitfire stared at Fleetfoot in shock, then turned to look at her now open wings. "You like mareth." Fleetfoot told Spitfire. The mare gazed at her, before letting out a soft snicker. Then, the snicker turned into a giggle. Spitfire leaned over, still giggling, and hugged Fleetfoot. Fleetfoot hugged back, holding Spitfire close against her. "Your laugh ith pretty, you know." Fleetfoot commented, not knowing what else to say. "Fleetfoot! That was the best kiss I've ever had. Well, the only one I've ever had, but still." Spitfire gasped, taking deep breaths to stop laughing. "Oh Fleet." Spitfire finally said, and Fleetfoot nuzzled her. "Do you like me?" Fleetfoot asked, and Spitfire pushed her head under Fleetfoot's chin. "Yes, okay, yes! I love you, do you hear me? I love you!" Spitfire answered, meaning every word of it. Fleetfoot looked at Spitfire, and they smiled at each other, before Spitfire grabbed Fleetfoot by the shoulders and fell backwards, hitting the mattress of the bed, Fleetfoot on top of her. Fleetfoot wrapped her forelegs around Spitfire's chest, sliding them under Spitfire's back as they lay together. "I love you tho much baby." Fleetfoot whispered, and Spitfire giggled again. Her laugh was so sweet and cute, Fleetfoot couldn't help it. She kissed Spitfire again, knowing that Spitfire would giggle even more after her new marefriend had softened her up.