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// After the Race 
// Story: Ex-Bolts Rising 
// by Melody Song 
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Spitfire sat in her office, writing on a piece of paper. It had been a few weeks since their defeat of the Shadowbolts. The race was already being documented by Princess Twilight. Occasionally she would visit Wonderbolt HQ to ask the team members questions on their legs of the race.

Spitfire smiled as she placed the paper on top of a stack of other completed ones. She leaned back in her chair and looked around. It was good to be back.

Things had changed since they'd been back, of course. Now that the secret of Spitfire's lineage was out, some ponies treated her badly. They shot her distrustful looks when she went into towns-usually Canterlot. Spitfire was a little put off by this, but she always reminded herself that she had ponies on her side that she loved and cared for more than she ever would these ponies.

"Spit, you coming?" Rainbow called down the hall as she passed the Captain's office. Spitfire grinned and jumped out of her chair, letting her wings catch her.

Because her team had been through so much.

Spitfire snatched up her whistle from where it hung on her office door. She flew out of the office and down the hall after Rainbow. The two went outside to see Soarin and Fleetfoot waiting for them. Spitfire blew her whistle and the four of them took off. They were heading to Ponyville to debut their new trick.

"There you are, hurry up!" Princess Twilight called, ushering them to the field.

The other Wonderbolts would be watching with the rest of Ponyville. Princesses Celestia and Luna joined them as well. They knew Spitfire wanted Ponyville to be the first to witness it, seeing as how Princess Twilight helped them. And she sort of wanted to get revenge on Canterlot for being distrustful of her.

Spitfire led Soarin, Fleetfoot, and Rainbow into the air. Spitfire looked down at the crowd, then turned to Rainbow.

"Rainbow, you wanna do the honors?" Spitfire tossed the whistle to the mare, who gasped and slipped it around her neck.

And no matter what, they stood by her side.

"On three guys! We've been practicing for weeks, and we are not failing now! One...two...three!" Rainbow said, and they flew even higher.

The four flew so high, that the air grew thin. They then dove down one at a time. Spitfire made hers work first. A ring of orange and yellow flames burst across the sky, followed by a flash of white and ice blue. Then came Soarin's blaze of navy blue and black. Finally, Rainbow's ray of colored light waves. The four of them landed perfectly in sync, greeted by cheers and applause.

"That was amazing! How did you get the different colors to show?" Princess Twilight asked, coming up to them.

"I figured that the Sonic Rainboom's only a rainbow 'cause that's what my mane is. And I thought right." Rainbow said, puffing out her chest.

"Well, great job." Princess Twilight said, then backed away to let the Wonderbolts come closer.

"Awesome!" Blaze cried. Fleetfoot turned to Spitfire and kissed her cheek. Spitfire smiled and allowed the other Wonderbolts to hug her too.

And hopefully, they'd be by her side for a long time to come.