Vapor Trail sagged her head as she trudged along the grass in the rings field. Another attempt of confessing her love ended in failure because of Sky Stinger’s oblivious nature. She wondered if her friend would ever be not too full of himself. That he may notice a thing or two that was more than obvious. Unfortunately, the reality of a less cocky and obliviousness Sky Stinger was not non-fiction. The mare looked up at the sky to see the stallion she wants to share her heart to dash through the air.
With her gaze up on the clouds, she bumped into Spitfire. The captain stumbled a bit and dropped her clipboard. As both mares stared at each other, Spitfire asked with a smirk, “Daydreaming again?”
The yellow pegasus picked up her things, and a sigh escaped Vapor Trail, knowing that was the case. Vapor Trail looked skyward trying to try and see where Sky Stinger has gone off to. “I told Sky that I loved him and... “ She shied her gaze elsewhere before resuming. “...I think he friendzoned me?”
A small grunt mumbled inside Spitfire’s closed mouth. “Sounds rough.” But recalling Vapor Trail’s words, the captain squinted at her and said, “Wait, you think he friendzoned you?” The distraught mare nodded slowly before turning her eyes back to Spitfire. “Did he say something like, ‘I want just want to be friends, not special someponies?’”
“Not like that,” Vapor Trail responded. She thought for a moment, remembering what Sky Stinger really said. “He said he loved me like a sister, but… Sky didn’t seem taken back by my confession.”
Spitfire rolled her eyes, not surprised. “I know I have told you this before, but your friend is extremely unaware of your interest in him. That, or he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings and he keeps avoiding the subject.”
“H-how do you know that?!” Vapor Trail furrowed her brows as her heart went on the defensive. She didn’t want to believe her captain’s words. But the poison already settled in, now infecting Vapor Trail's vulnerable emotions.
Spitfire held up her hoof, unaffected by the sudden flurry of feelings that erupted in front of her. “Calm down, Daydreamer. All I am doing is assuming.” She took a deep breath, sighing a bit in frustration. “Look, I am not trying to harsh your mellow. You and Sky are great friends. Trust me, everypony can see that. However, this little charade of yours is starting to hurt you. And I care about my flyer’s wellbeing. If you want me to tell your friend that you love him, just to help you move on from this, then tell me now.”
“A-are you sure?” Vapor Trail glanced back and forth, somehow nervous somepony was listening nearby as she and Spitfire stood alone on the obstacle course. Then again, who would be thin enough to hide behind a pole? “I mean, it would be better if I-”
“If you try to do it, you may never speak the truth,” Spitfire bit back, her eyes staring back with a harsh gaze. “If I do it, there will finally be closure. I am not afraid of saying what is my mind.”
The captain made a good point. Every time Vapor Trail attempted to confess her feelings, she sometimes had a difficult time telling Sky the truth. And of course, the other times involved the stallion being completely unaware of the situation he was in. Perhaps the best option Vapor Trail had was to allow Spitfire to aid her.
With her mind made up, the white pegasus said, “Alright, you can tell him yourself.”
Spitfire shrugged, “If you insist.” She took megaphone that was resting beside her legs and she shouted into it. “HEY SKY CLINGER, IF YOU CAN HERE ME, GET YOUR RUFFLED FEATHERS TO THE OBSTACLE COURSE! I NEED TO REVIEW YOUR AMAZING TECHNIQUE!” A “pfft” escaped Spitfire’s lips, almost wanting to laugh at what she said. Amazing technique... Ha! I am the one who makes the routines around here.
A gust of wind blew at Vapor Trail and Spitfire as Sky Stinger came to a complete stop in front of them. “Your amazing technique flyer is here!” His eyes glanced at Vapor Trail, his smile growing quickly. “Did you tell our captain about me and my great flying?” Vapor Trail’s lips barely parted when the stallion blurted out, “No no!” He held up his hoof, not allowing his friend to answer. “You two were just amazed by my amazing flying I was just doing.”
“Can you fly through this obstacle course?" Spitfire asked, her stopwatch in hoof. "I want to see if you can beat the record. If you can even come close to becoming the record holder, I have something to tell you. Something that will change your ability to fly even better.” Spitfire knew Sky Stinger was up for any challenge and knew how to get him riled up. “And just so you know, Rainbow Dash is the one who has the fastest time. If I were to guess, she is the most talented out of all of the current Wonderbolts roster.” Spitfire could not deny that Rainbow Dash had the most passion out of all of the Wonderbolts, along with her abilities to try some of the most daring stunts.
Filled with flames of passion and pride, the stallion pawed at the ground. “Fresh meat is always the most tender. I will show you who is the better flyer here.” With a less, but still cocky grin, Sky Stinger winked at Vapor Trail. “Be impressed, my friend.” He lifted off to the starting line ring that stood on a tall poll.
Looking over to Spitfire, Vapor Trail asked, “Umm, aren't you-”
“I am,” the captain cut off the pony. “He will listen to me no matter what. Just watch and wait.”
With no choice but to be patient, Vapor Trail sat down, watching Sky Stinger stretching his arms and legs. I do hope Spitfire knows what she is doing.
Picking up her megaphone, she shouted into it, “GO!”