The walk from the bakery to Locke’s house was a fair distance only made longer by the fact Pinkie was dragging her feet. Even so, the walk felt far too short for her. Soon, the friends were standing at his front door. They stood there for a few minutes before all eyes turned to Pinkie. It didn’t take long for her to realize they wanted her to be the one who was confronted by Locke’s anger when he answered. She took a deep breath knowing that their decision was fair. She slowly made her way to the door, raised a trembling hand, and knocked three short raps.
Locke was sitting on his couch staring at the two books in front of him. One held good memories, the other held bad ones. He was shaken from his thoughts by a short, curt knock at his door. He knew who it was before he even stood up. He didn’t want to open the door but he felt almost compelled to hear what they planned on saying for themselves. He swung the door open to see the almost exact sight he thought he would, six guilty, dejected faces. He regarded Pinkie coldly knowing she was the main offender.
“What?” Locke asked icily while glaring down at Pinkie. Her response was not quite what he expected. Her eyes began to water and she began to sniffle sadly. She threw herself on a startled Locke knocking him back a couple of steps. She began to bawl into his she as she stuttered out incomprehensible apologies. Locke was startled at her extreme reaction and genuine tears at his anger towards her. It was making him feel incredibly guilty even though he had done nothing wrong. He looked to the other five young women for some sort of aid but found them to be just as startled as he was. He began to try to console the weeping girl by patting her on the back while awkwardly muttering things like “There, there” and “It’s ok.” But the girls’ response made him feel even worse.
“N-n-no-o it’s not alright.” Pinkie stuttered through her tears “I just wanted to be friends but you didn’t so I tried to find out more about you so we could be friends and made you mad and now you HATE me.” Locke felt even worse at this point but also perplexed about two things: how did she say all that in one breath and why she wanted to be friends so badly. One of these he chose to ask about.
“Why do you want to be friends with me so badly?” Locke asked confused.
“Because I’m friends with everyone!” Pinkie exclaimed while trying to dry her tears. Locke sighed. He had tried to avoid situations like these by NOT making friends, But, of course, the world couldn’t have that.
“You don’t want to be friends with me.”Locke said much to the others confusion
“Why wouldn’t I?”Pinkie asked as she got her tears under control
“I’m not exactly very good friend material.”Locke said with a grimace. Pinkie wasn’t sure what to make of that statement. He seemed like he was great friends with the people in those photos she saw.
“But you seemed like you were friends with plenty of people in those pictures….Especially that girl with the orange hair.”Pinkie stated with a curious tone. Locke made a face like he was just punched in the gut as he hissed through his teeth while nodding.
“True, I was. But I’m not now and there is a reason for this.” Locke mumbled
“Oh…”Pinkie said not quite understanding.”Well, I’m sorry I stole your books. Can you forgive me?” Locke gave a short nod.
“Yeah, I forgive you.”Locke said then just to be safe he added “But don’t do that again.” Pinkie brightened up considerably and her hair sprang back as she giggled. Locke wasn’t quite sure how her hair did that but his thoughts were cut off by another hug from the excited girl. The other five were also looking quite chipper. They pulled Pinkie out of Locke’s house before she could anger him again. They soon elected to go to Rainbow’s house to celebrate the headway they had made. Sadly, something there would quickly stop the party.
The girls walked into Rainbow’s house laughing and smiling at Pinkies ecstatic reaction to Locke forgiving her. As Pinkie danced ahead of them into the living room she suddenly stopped and stared at something they couldn’t see at their vantage point. They made their way to Pinkie’s side and looked where she was staring. There on the wall was one of Rainbow’s autographed posters of the famous flight group the Wonderbolts. Pinkie eyes were wide and her mouth hung open. She didn’t react to any of her friends prodding or questions. She slowly raised a finger to point at the poster as she stepped forward. She stopped as her finger made contact with one of the figures on the poster.
“Which one is that?” Pinkie asked with an odd tone in her voice. Rainbow took one look before answering.
“That’s Spitfire the captain of the Wonderbolts. Why?” Rainbow asked. Pinkie’s answer came in the form of a rhetorical question.
“Does that fiery orange hair look familiar to you girls?” Pinkie asked with a growing smile on her face. The others gasped at what her friend was implying. Pinkie turned towards her friends with a smile that threatened to tear her face in half. ”I think we need to have a talk with Miss Spitfire.” Rainbow scoffed.
“Oh yeah? And how will we do that, huh?” Rainbow asked with an air of disbelief that her friend thought it would be so easy. Pinkie turned to Twilight.
“Hey Twilight, do you think you can ask a favor of princess Celestia? “ Pinkie asked still sporting the same grin. Twilight slowly cracked a grin.
“Yeah, I think I can do that.” Twilight said with a slight giggle in her voice. The friends quickly turned and ran out of Rainbow’s house toward Twilight’s. All, that is, except Rainbow. She stood there, jaw on the floor, not believing she could have got to the Wonderbolts through one of her closest friends. She broke out of her internal storm with the realization they were trying to get a hold of the Wonderbolts. She ran as fast as she could to try and catch up.
When Rainbow arrived Twilight was just getting off the phone. She had a huge grin on, one that could have rivaled Pinkie’s.
“Well, I just so happen to have called while the princess was having lunch with a certain group of pilots.” Twilight said. The others began to get giddy and press for more info.”I explained to a certain captain the situation and was happy to help…. She’ll be here tomorrow.” Everyone cheered until something dawned on Rainbow.
“Hey, wait, you could have got the Wonderbolts to come down here at anytime and you DIDN’T!?!” She questioned with indignation. Twilight’s eyes roamed back and forth nervously.
“N-n-no, she just agreed to come because she happens to know Locke is all.” Twilight stammered.
“Yeah, maybe but you still could of TALKED TO THEM.” Rainbow accused, eyes narrowing. Applejack thinking quickly said,
“Hey sugarcube, don’t you want to go get ready fer tomorrow. The Wonderbolts are comin after all.” Rainbow gasped.
“OHMYGOSH, YOU’RE RIGHT I GOTTA GO BYE!!” She shouted as she ran out the door. Twilight shot Applejack a look of thanks and Applejack nodded in return.
*THE NEXT MORNING*
Rainbow bounced excitedly next to Pinkie as they watched the horizon for any sign of the Wonderbolts. The rest of their friends had arrived moments a go to find the two excited girls had been there for hours. They all waited a few minutes before Twilight, Rarity, Applejack, and Fluttershy decided they would have tea in Twilight’s home. Rainbow and Pinkie elected to stay outside. Nearly half an hour later the girls in side heard Rainbow begin to squeal in glee. They rushed out and looked to the horizon. They could see the small dot that was the Wonderbolt’s carriage in the distance. Soon the carriage slowed to a halt in front of the girls. The driver smiled and tipped his hat the girls as he hopped out of the drivers’ seat and made his way to the door to the passenger car. He swung the door open and held it as a figure exited. The girls held their breath.
There she was, Spitfire. The leader of the Wonderbolts . Right in front of them in her street clothes. Rainbow fainted. Spitfires’ eyebrows rose as she looked at the fainted girl and then to her friends.
“Umm, is she alright?”Spitfire asked pointing at Rainbow. The others reassured her that Rainbow was just really excited to see her. Pinkie hopped forward.
“C’mon Miss Spitfire, we need to go see Locke!” Pinkie burst out with an anxious grin.
“Yes. Yes we do.” Spitfire said while nodding her head. Pinkie and her friends then proceeded to lead Spitfire to Locke’s house, leaving AJ behind to take care of the unconscious Rainbow.
Locke sniffed and shifted in his bed. He yawned and groggily opened his eyes. His eyes quickly shot wide as he stared at Pinkie, who was standing over him.
“Gah, is this gonna become a common thing or what?!” Locke snapped. Pinkie just giggled
“Me and my friends tried knocking but you weren’t awake! We got a surprise for you!” Pinkie chirped.
“Wait you and your friends? Where are your friends?”Locke asked suspiciously.
“Outside. Now do you want the surprise or not?!” Pinkie asked becoming impatient. Locke nodded warily. Pinkie grinned. “Alright, come on up!” She called. Locke’s eyebrows lowered in suspicion as he heard the footsteps on the stairs.
Meanwhile, Rainbow was just starting to wake up. Applejack smiled.
“Mornin’, Sleepin’ Beauty.” She joked. Rainbow groaned with a hand on her head.
“Uhhh, wha’ happened.” Rainbow said sleepily. AJ snorted.
“Yah passed out, Yah light weight.” She said jokingly. Rainbow glared and prepared a rebuttal when a second carriage sped slightly past them before grinding to a halt. The door of the carriage burst open and a figure jumped out. The figure turned to show it’s self. It was a young man with blue hair wearing a very worried. Rainbow gasped.
“It-it’s Soarin.”She mumbled. Applejack grabbed her around the shoulders and shook her.
“Don’t ‘cha go fainting on me…..again.” Applejack warned. She turn back towards Soarin to find him standing a lot closer to them.
“You two are some of the girls who called Spitfire here right?” He asked anxiously. Applejack blinked.
“Uh, yeah that was us. Our friends just left to take Spit fire to her friends’ house” Applejack said. Soarin looked relived.
“Oh good then we might still be able to save him.”Soarin said with relief evident in his voice. Applejack looked worriedly at Soarin.
“Save who from what?” She asked.
“Locke from Spitfire, of course.” Soarin said urgently. “Spitfire is really vengeful. I mean I put an empty milk carton in the fridge ONCE and she made my life Hell for a week. I can only imagine what she’ll do to him.” Soarin shuttered. Applejacks’ eyes widened.
“Why would she be so mad?” She asked.
“They were going out when Locke just up and left without a word to anyone. She’s been real mad ever since.”
“Sounds like Locke deserves what’s coming.” Rainbow said snapping out of her fan coma. Applejack nodded her agreement. Soarin, however, shook his head.
“The stuff Spitfire does when she’s mad is horrible. She goes right for your weakness and turns it on you. Locke would never be at peace again if she catches him.” Soarin said gravely. The two girls realized just how bad this was.
“We’ll take yah where they went.” Applejack said while Rainbow nodded. The three of them then began to run towards Locke’s house praying they weren’t too late.