"Mama, mommy, hurry up, we're gonna be late!" a blur shot through the house.
The blur was a light blue pegasus filly with a slightly darker blue mane that faded to purple-pink tints. Her mane was done in a feathered style, slightly falling over her purple eyes. Another blur joined her, revealing a colt with an identical color scheme and mane style. His eyes were slightly darker, however.
"Bri! Mama said no racing!"
"I wasn't racing, Wind! I was just flying!"
"Mommy also said no flying really fast, Crystal and Blazing are still too little." a third foal, a filly, remarked, as she followed the other two.
This filly had a dark blue coat and the same dark purple eyes as the colt. Her mane was a dark forest green with aquamarine tints and a purple streak. This filly quietly sat down by the door.
"Stay out of this Eve." the first filly said
"Bri, Windstorm, cool it." Spitfire walked up to them, smiling softly. "Is that the attitude you want to have when we meet up with your cousins?"
"No..." they said together
"Then be nice, and listen to your sister." Spitfire said
"Yes mama..." the filly, Bri, sighed.
"Okay mama..." the colt, Windstorm, agreed
"Heh, uthually I'm the one doing that, honey." Fleetfoot's voice called from the hallway.
"Well, you were getting the babies." Spitfire turned to smile at Fleetfoot as she trotted up.
Fleetfoot giggled and smiled. She had saddlebags strapped around her waist, but they weren't usual saddlebags. They were harnesses, one on each side. And securely strapped into the harnesses were two little foals, both fillies. Spitfire smiled and went over to nuzzle the fillies.
The first young filly was a pegasus with an ice blue coat and fuchsia almond shaped eyes. Her mane had been slicked back in a style similar to Fleetfoot's, and was the same snowy white. But the edges of her mane were orange, like flames licking at snow. When the little filly reached for her mother, her tiny wings unfurled and buzzed, revealing that the outer feathers, unlike the rest of her ice blue wings and coat, were yellow.
The other filly was also a pegasus, she had a yellow coat and brown eyes. Her mane had been styled identically to Spitfire's. However, rather than a lighter yellow streak running through the orange, there was a streak of snowy white. She babbled and squirmed, opening her wings to show that the outer feathers were ice blue.
"Mommy, can I hold Crystal?" Bri asked, flying to the ice blue filly.
"Can I hold Blazing?" Eve added
"Heh, maybe when we get to HQ, okay?" Fleetfoot responded "I just got them thettled down."
"Okay mommy." Eve and Bri said in unison, landing.
"I'm sure Rainbow Heart will want to play with them too." Spitfire remarked
"Who wouldn't?" Eve asked
"Me." Windstorm said, turning his nose up at the babies.
"You're just mad you're the only boy!" Bri accused
"Wh-What? No!" Windstorm insisted
"Heh, come on little ones, we need to get going so we can go say hi to your Aunties and Uncles." Spitfire said, opening a wing to usher them out.
"And the Dash cousins!" Bri added eagerly.
"Mhm, now let's go." Spitfire said, opening the door.
"Auntie Sunny!" Bri flew forwards and tackled the pegasus mare.
"Heheh, aww, Bri! You've gotten so big!" Sun Chaser said, smiling at the filly before glancing at Silver Zoom, who stood beside her. "Heh, Uncle Silver and I were wondering if you're the tallest now."
"No, Eve's still tallest, but I'm catching up!" Bri said
"That's great!"
Bri giggled then flew over to Eve, who was talking with High Winds and Lightning Streak. Bri jumped into their conversation, apparently trying to say hello to everyone. Windstorm looked over at her from where he was talking with Thunderlane and Rapidfire, while Misty Fly looked on nearby. Bri noticed Windstorm and shot over, dragging Eve with her.
"Uncle Thunderlane! Uncle Rapid, Aunt Misty! Where're the Dash cousins?" Bri asked
"Heh, they should be here soon." Misty Fly said, smiling at her
"Of course they didn't show up on time, and Dash calls me lazy." Thunderlane rolled his eyes.
A blade suddenly was at Thunderlane's throat.
"Care to rephrase that, Uncle 'Lane?" a voice asked
"I-I-uh... hello Lightning, nice sword!" Thunderlane said quickly
"Better." the blade was withdrawn and placed flat side down on a hovering pegasus' shoulder.
The filly had a blue-white coat, with a spiky yellow and orange shaded mane, with a lighter red streak. Her eyes were a mottled green and magenta, the two colors blending together. Her cutie mark was of three lightning bolts.
Beside the filly hovered a colt with the same coat and eyes as her. His mane, was a dark navy blue, and had a light blue and purple streak running through it. His cutie mark, though partly covered by a sheath for his own sword, was distinguishable as three storm clouds in identical positions to the filly's lightning bolts.
"Cousin Lightning! Cousin Thunder!" Bri flew towards them, smiling.
"Bri!" the filly, Lightning, put her sword back in its sheath and hugged the filly. Thunder, the colt, landed and ruffled Windstorm's mane.
"Heheh, hey Thunder!"
"Hey Wind."
"Prism, come on!" Lightning called
A filly that looked like a miniature version of Rainbow Dash flew up, smiling. She had a bow and arrow quiver strapped around her back, not quite concealing her cutie mark. The mark was a beam of light passing through a prism and turning into a rainbow on the other side.
"Ah, hello Prismatic Skies, a pleasure to see you today." Rapidfire said, sinking into a bow.
The filly, Prism, huffed, then smirked. A dagger flew from out of nowhere and stabbed into the clouds by Rapid's hoof. He shrieked and backed up.
"Don't taunt my sister or I'll take your feathers off."
"Y-Yes sir!" Rapidfire yelped, before he, Thunderlane, and Misty headed towards the other adults.
"I was about to punch 'em anyway but thanks for the assist, Glider." Prism called, as a colt the same age as Bri, Windstorm, and Eve flew up.
The colt was a miniature version of Soarin, with the stallion's white coat and navy blue mane so dark it seemed black. His cutie mark was the golden outline of an eagle. He was just like the other foals, except for one difference. His eyes were a faded blue color, blinking sightlessly at them all.
"Hey Glider!" Bri said, and he looked over at her.
"Hey Bri!"
"Where's Rainbow Heart?" Eve asked
"Dunno." Lightning shrugged. Glider's ears twitched.
"She's circling above us with mom and dad, should be landing in three... two..." Glider began to count down as a new filly landed beside them. "One."
"Well timed Glider."
The new filly, Rainbow Heart, smiled at him. She had a pure white coat, and a long mane that was pitch black. Her eyes were a bright leaf green, similar to Soarin's. Her cutie mark showed a black heart with white wings coming out from the sides, and a metallic rainbow treble clef within the heart. A crossbow was slung across Rainbow Heart's back, but she now took it off and tapped the side, causing it to fold in on itself. She then promptly stowed it under her wing.
"Hey Rainbow Heart!" Eve said eagerly
"Hey guys. So, where are Crystal Phoenix and Blazing Winter?"
"With mommy and mama." Bri replied
"Kids, come on! It's time for the reason we're here!" Spitfire called out.
"Race you there!" Bri said
"You're on!" Lightning shot off, followed by Thunder. Bri, Windstorm, Prism, and Glider were fast behind. Rainbow Heart and Eve followed, fast but not trying to race.
The adults were all talking together, until Spitfire blew her whistle.
"Yikes!" Rapidfire covered his ears.
"How did you get that?" Thunderlane groaned
"Found it under the sink, clever, Blunderlane." Spitfire said, twirling the whistle. "Now line up."
They did as they were told, with Rainbow, Soarin, and Fleetfoot in the middle around an empty space. Spitfire turned to look at a camera next to her.
"Alright, timer on, and... kids, let's go!" she called, zipping over to her spot beside Fleetfoot, taking Blazing Winter, the orange filly, from Fleetfoot.
The kids shot over into the group just as the timer went off. And there they were.
The Wonderbolts, positioned in order of rank. Thunderlane, Rapidfire, Silver Zoom, Sun Chaser, Surprise, Fire Streak, Lightning Streak, High Winds, Blaze, Wave Chill, Misty Fly, then Rainbow, Fleetfoot, Soarin, and Spitfire. And in front of them, were the kids. Rainbow and Soarin's kids had their weapons drawn, striking warrior poses with confident grins. Bri, Windstorm, and Eve stood around their mothers. Eve was tucked under Fleetfoot's wing, Bri and Windstorm hanging off Spitfire's back.
Despite not being the most average group, one thing that they all could agree on, was they would never change a thing. They would never replace their family.