Determined, Spitfire, was ready to find the mare in her nightmare. She yawned feeling like her nightmare lasted a whole day. Luckily, her nightmare lasted a whole night, and it was morning now. Spitfire yawned opening her makeup drawer. Inside was mascara, eyeliner, and rouge. She smiled at the makeup she would always had to wear in fly-school. She put on some eyeliner just to feel younger again. She placed the eyeliner back in her drawer and put on a orange hoodie from her closet. She placed a yellow bow in her hair and unlocked her bedroom door. Opening the door, she stopped in front of her mom, and she didn't look too happy. Spitfire looked at her mother and said.
"Good morning mom, I'm going to go out today," Spitfire made a cheesy grin. Her mother resumed with her angered face.
"Spitfire, what was all that noise coming out of your room?" Her mother narrowed her eyes. Spitfire's eyes widened. Had she spoken out loud about what was happening?
"What did you hear?" Spitfire asked pretending to know nothing. What if her mother heard about Spitfire's goth dreams? Spitfire didn't feel like showing her mother her wrists.
"I heard noises about you falling out of bed, and something about Thunderlane, and a stallion named "Soarin'", but that's all I could hear from the bedroom. Who is Soarin'? Is Thunderlane okay?" Her mother looked concerned. Spitfire felt safe to know that her mother didn't know too much.
"Soarin' is just a new friend I made, and Thunderlane if fine. By the way, Thunderlane is taking me to the "Wonderbolts" race tomorrow, I heard they are the newest race team!" Spitfire avoided the nightmare conversation. Her mother nodded.
"Okay Spitty, but you better get back home no later by eleven!" Her mother ordered. Spitfire shook her head, and flew past her saying bye. She zoomed out the door, and flew to the market. It had been early morning according to clocks she had passed. Spitfire saw Flitter and Cloudchaser below and she waved to them. The two flew up to Spitfire and Flitter glanced and Spitfire's new bow.
"Well, well, I told you Cloudchaser! Bows are totally going to be a new trend." She squealed fixing her big pink bow. Cloudchaser rolled her eyes and looked back to Spitfire.
"So what's up? I heard you had to leave us at the corner shop. Is anything going on?" Cloudchaser asked concerned.
"I had a crazy nightmare last night! There were these mirror that were giving me ominous fortune cookie sayings. I'm super scared really, I have to find this mare that gave me this strange nightmare!" Spitfire caught her breath. Flitter and Cloudchaser looked at Spitfire like she had three heads. Flitter's ears went down and she said to Spitfire.
"Are you okay? Are you sure this happened? Or were you hanging out with the bad ponies?" Flitter asked nervously. Spitfire rolled her eyes.
"I'm serious! Don't you guys believe me?" Spitfire asked desperately. The two lookalike mares looked away from Spitfire's eyes.
"We should go.." Cloudchaser said nervously. She grabbed Flitter hoof and flew away with a SWISH! Spitfire looked down sadly. She flew in the air still determined to find the mare inside her nightmare. She zoomed back to the market. It was her favorite place to find goodies, or even information. She walked around passing strangers who either eating bagels, or chatting with their friends, or either staring at things they could or couldn't afford. Spitfire looked at a few ponies and bumped into a wall by accident. How embarrassing... She looked at the wall to see a sign to a casino. She read the poster to herself.
"Come one come all, come to the Diamond Casino tonight, for special guest, Misty the Wonderbolt!" The sign had a colorful picture filled with partying ponies, but in the corner was the special guest signature, and a mare who looked awfully familiar. Spitfire rubbed her smooth chin and then her eyes dazzled. Spitfire realized who this was. She had to go to the casino, but she wasn't old enough. She was a few years off, but she needed to go to the casino. She had an idea and flew towards the way Flitter and Cloudchaser went. She flew towards there was and yelled after them.
"Wait!" She yelled. Flitter and Cloudchaser turned towards her.
"Well someone caught up!" Flitter smirked. Spitfire nodded and spoke.
"Have you guys heard about that casino? I think we should sneak in," Spitfire smirked not trying to spook them about the nightmare problem.
"Oh yeah! That's the Spitfire we know and love!" Cloudchaser pumped her hoof to the sky. Flitter and Spitfire laughed but then Spitfire realized something.
"What about our parents?" Spitfire asked nervously.
"Don't worry, I'll tell them we're going to.. Ponyville! For uh... buying clothes... with our own money!" Cloudchaser said with a cheesy grin.
"Well you better not say it like that," Flitter rolled her eyes.
"Let's meet at the entrance of the casino, and wear older mare's clothing," Spitfire winked.
"See ya then!" Flitter and Cloudchaser said in sync, the girls waved and went different ways. Spitfire flew home, and went to her room as fast as she could. It was time to her look like an older mare, and meet Misty.
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Her room was filled with rouge drops on the floor, lipstick smears on the carpet, and bright pink kiss lip prints on her mirror. She didn't look like a clown from the city. She looked as if she was going to have an interview with an important pony. No, she looked as if she was going to cut a royal ribbon for some sort of opening in Equestria. Spitfire applied mascara and eyeliner and all of that girly makeup. She had to decide an outfit though. She grabbed an orange glittery dress with no straps. She wore a necklace with a red ruby heart on it, too bad it was fake. She put on red earring studs, and high hoof heels. They were ruby red too. Spitfire didn't exactly like how she looked, but she had to look older to fit in with the casino crowd. Her goal was to find Misty, and get out of there.
She drew a fake license and took a picture of herself and pasted it on. She didn't want to have a duck-face, so she looked as if she was posing for a photo shoot. Grabbing a small purse, filled with her allowance, she looked at herself one more time. She didn't like it. She had to wear it though. Turning away from the mirror she wrote a note to her mom and dad.
"Dear Mom and Dad,
I have to go shopping for clothes with Flitter and Cloudchaser, I'll be back as soon as I can, but I'll be in Ponyville. I
hope you understand this girly stuff, but I promise to get you guys something too!
Love,
Spitty XOXO"
She placed it on her mirror and opened her window. Using her upper-body strength she flew out of the window and flew towards the bright lights in the sky. The sky was dark, but the lights far away showed that the casino was packed. As she flew in the night, she felt some of the glitter go in one of her eyes. She tried to rub her eyes but then it would ruin her makeup. The other specs of glitter went into her other eye and she was falling towards the clouds. She couldn't see, and was crashing into the clouds! Blinded, Spitfire could still hear the pumping music and heard a voice call to her. As she was close to landing face front into the wall of the casino, something grabbed her. Spitfire struggled from the grip of someone, or something. Then she heard the voice much clearer.
"Spitfire what are you doing here?" The charming voice asked her. Soarin'. Soarin' had grabbed Spitfire and placed her correctly on the ground. She never knew he was that strong. Spitfire smiled and let go of his hooves. She opened her eyes and rubbed the glitter out. Luckily, it didn't ruin her makeup.
"How could you tell it was me?" Spitfire asked nervously.
"I know that beau-orange mane you have," he stammered. "Aren't you too young to be at a casino?" He whispered.
"Yes, but I came here to meet Misty," Spitfire whispered back. She looked around to see they were in a red carpeted line filled with many older ponies. Spitfire saw Soarin' had a VIP pass around his neck. He took out another pass from his pocket of his Wonderbolt costume, and put it around Spitfire's neck.
"Yeah Misty is here, I'm not as famous as her. I can easily get you in here," he winked to her.
"What about my friends? They wanted to come here too," she said, holding his hoof. Soarin' tried to look reassuring and said to Spitfire.
"We will probably meet them inside," he reassured her with his charming smile. The two held hooves with each other and Soarin' heard a snap of a camera. Alarmed, he let go of Spitfire's hoof. She looked down nervously.
"Oh I'm sorry Spitfire, I didn't mean to, it's just I'm not used to the camera, and a lot of ponies twist things easily," he said nervously. Spitfire understood what he meant, but she just wished that Soarin' wouldn't have let go of her hoof. The two continued to walk, and stopped at two security guards, Soarin' waved both VIP passes, and the two bulky guards let them in. As the guards opened the door bright lights blinded Spitfire's eyes, and music blared. She blinked a couple of times to see large machines with coins going in and out of them. There were tables with cards, and a bar with ciders and drinks. Spitfire caught her eye on the stage, where Misty would be tonight.
"So are you performing?" Spitfire asked reaching for his hoof again.
"Well, I came to watch. Misty said I should watch, and learn some of the things she does," Soarin' said, and held her hoof again. Spitfire blushed and then heard Soarin' whisper something.
"I see your trying to fit in with these older ponies," he tried not to laugh, but Spitfire did.
"I don't want to look like them, I just wanted to get into the casino to meet Misty," Spitfire answered. Soarin' raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean meet her? You've never spoken about her before," he said. Spitfire paused. She didn't know whether to tell Soarin' about the dream or not. She decided an answer as fast as she could.
"It would be nice to meet your coworkers," Spitfire grinned. In the distance, she saw two lavender ponies with ponytails in there hair. One had a bow, and the other had a black headband.
"Flitter! Cloudchaser!" Spitfire called. The two pegasi waved to Spitfire and pointed that they were going to go to the slots. Spitfire nodded and turned back to Soarin'.
"You know I really wanted to tell you something," Soarin' half smiled.
"Really?" Spitfire's eyes glimmered.
"Yeah, you know your a really nic-" Soarin' was interrupted.
"There she is!" Spitfire yelled.
Spitfire saw Misty on the highest floor. Above the stage was the VIP area, and there was a glass room above the stage, where Spitfire saw Misty's mane. She ran past Soarin' and went up the red carpeted stairs. She zipped out of sight and Soarin's ears went back. He straightened his pass and noticed she would be gone for awhile. His chance to tell Spitfire how he really felt was a blowout. He put his head down and walked towards the bar. He sat towards the stage, his back turned from the bartender on a leather red seat, and the bartender spoke behind him.
"Come here a lot?" The bartender began to pour a cider.
"Nah, I'm just here for my coworker, Misty, plus I have a nice mare here with me," Soarin' yawned still staring at the stage.
"A nice mare, eh? Is she the one that bolted upstairs?" The bartender asked.
"Yes, her name is-"
"Spitfire," the bartender said grimly. Soarin' turned around and was face to face with the black coated, white mohawk pegasus. Thunderlane.