Rainbow
I looked around the gym warily as I snuck in to get to the locker room and get my bag I had left over the weekend. Just because I’m being allowed to do school work from home doesn’t mean I want to leave my backpack alone where it could be vandalized.
“Rainbow Dash.”
I froze at the voice and slowly turned around, giving a sigh of relief when I realized it was just Spitfire.
The girl was leaning against the bleachers as she gave me a tired smile.
“Hey Spits.”
“How you doing?” Spitfire asked as she pushed herself off the bleachers.
“Considering all that’s going on, pretty shitty.”
Spitfire gave a humorless laugh as she nodded.
“Figured as much. We need to talk in my office. Surprised you risked showing your face around here, with the rest of the school out for you and the others blood,” Spitfire said and gestured for me to follow her.
“Yeah well I needed my backpack,” I answered as just followed her into her office. Spitfire shut the door behind us as she turned the light on.
“Sit please,” Spitfire pointed tiredly at a chair as she sat down. With a sigh, I complied and she pushed my backpack across her desk. “I held onto your bag. First off, I don’t think you’re behind the account so don’t worry.”
I sighed in relief as Spitfire inhaled. I knew I could count on Spitfire. She was probably one of my favorite people on the sports team, other than Kicker and Soarin.
“But I do have bad news,” Spitfire continued as she handed me a piece of paper. I gave her a confused look as I picked it up.
“What’s this?” I asked as Spitfire gave me a sympathetic looks.
“It’s a petition. To have you removed from the team,” Spitfire answered as my eyes widened and I scanned the page.
Misty Fly, Fleetfoot, Tennis Match, Sunrise, Shoeshine, Thunderlane, Surprise and Mystery Mint all signed it as my eyes fell on the final name and I froze.
“Even Cloudkicker wants me off the team and signed this?” I asked in disbelief.
”Especially Cloudkicker. She’s not happy with you at the moment. She’s actually very angry right now based on how she acted when I saw her a couple days ago.”
I gulped slightly at that. Cloudkicker was a pretty level headed individual. It was rare for her to get angry. Irritated and upset, yes but angry? You really had to do something to make her angry.
I pushed that thought out of my head as I felt my face turn angry red as I gritted my teeth.
“Probably because she’s out banging her new buddy Sunset,” I sneered and folded my arms. “Am I really off the team?”
“Sorry Dash but yeah, you are. I’m gonna try to get you back on as soon as this dies down. As you can tell, not all of us signed the thing. I didn’t and Soarin didn’t. You know Soarin hates conflict just as much as I do,” Spitfire said and squeezed my shoulder reassuringly.
“Oh boy two out of the whole team makes this better. Even Cloudkicker sided against me and I’ve known her for almost as long as Fluttershy!” I snapped and pulled my phone out of my pocket, dialing Cloudkickers number from memory.
”Hey, this is Cloudkicker. I’m busy at the moment most likely or can’t get to my phone in time. Leave a message and your number after the beep and I’ll try to get back to you as soon as I can. Have a banging day!”
“Hey uh it’s Rainbow Dash. I just got handed this petition thing with your name on it so uh call me when you can. Please?”
I hung up and sighed as my face fell. Spitfire continued giving me a sympathetic look as she stood up.
“If it means anything, I’m sorry. It’s out of my hands. Like I said, I’ll try to get you back on when this is over. I don’t really want you to get hurt by the others.”
“Will it ever end?” I asked quietly as Spitfire frowned down at me.
“Well, everything comes to end really if you think about it. Life comes to an end and shit like that.”
I paused and looked back at her.
“What the hell does life ending have to do with anything?” I demanded as she rolled her eyes.
“Well, I was trying to make you laugh. You’re into dark humor and all that, figured you would like it after all. Has Scootaloo gotten any leads yet?”
“She suggested what’s her face? Golden Hazel because I actually knocked a paint can all over her Mona Lisa painting she just got done doing a few weeks before anon a miss started up.”
“Who the hell is Golden Hazel?” Spitfire asked as she sat back down, tossing me a water.
“She’s one of the drama kids. Runs with Watermelody and Scribble Dee.”
“Huh. What if it’s those three girls again?”
“What three girls?”
“You know, the ones who kept the school under mind control for almost a week and a half,” Spitfire explained as my eyes slowly widened.
“You mean the Dazzlings? But only us are getting attacked and stuff, not Sunset as much if she actually came to school. Why would they pick us?”
“Well wasn’t Sunset key in defeating them?” Spitfire questioned as I nodded. “Pretty decent revenge plan. Sunset was already broken down by the school, the Dazzlings frame you girls as a way for their pendants getting broken and everyone abandons you all. If I was one of them, I’d frame you, find evidence of you being actually guilty, present it to the school and boom, the school would presumably adore them for getting you all exposed. They wanted to be adored, right?”
I paused as I mulled her words. As much as I didn’t want to believe anyone but Sunset was behind this, Spitfire did raise fair points.
“You do make sense,” I admitted as Spitfire smirked in triumph. “But how on earth am I going to find them?”
“They’re normal girls now right?” Spitfire asked and I gave a thumbs up. “If that’s the case, they’ll need to eat. Food costs money so they most likely have a job around town. If anything, the blue haired one seemed to be the most friendly and admittedly, the stupidest one of the group. Either the other two wouldn’t clue her in on the plans in case she squealed accidentally or she knows and will say something unintentionally.”
“Sonata did like tacos,” I mused to myself. “I guess I could check all the taco restaurants in town. But you really think it’s them? Nobody has seen them since the Battle of the Bands. I’d have hightailed it out of town if I was them.”
“It’s worth a shot at least,” Spitfire commented as she shrugged nonchalantly. “Sounds like this Sonata is your best first lead I think you’ve gotten in a while.”
I nodded slowly as I clenched my fists under the desk.
“Good luck Dash,” Spitfire said as I gave a grateful nod.
I unclenched my fists, stood up and ran out the door. If I was gonna have to be checking every taco place in town, I’d have to start now. Lord have mercy if I can’t find this girl because I’ll have wasted so much time.
But here goes nothing I suppose.