The two were woken by loud, continuous thumps on the front door.
Spitfire opened her eyes first to see that she was still laying on top of the Unicorn that had kissed her the night before.
Vinyl awoke second, with a grunt she put a hoof to her head in an attempt to alleviate the pain that was being caused by the hangover.
"Spits, I had the weirdest dream last night, it was about you."
"Really? What happened in it?"
"I'll tell you when you answer the door, tell whoever is still slamming on it to quiet down. It’s killing me."
"Sure thing Vinyl."
Spitfire got up and trotted over to the door, still half asleep from the night before. She didn't get quite as drunk as Vinyl, but she could still feel a small hangover.
As she walked over to the door, still being slammed on, she could hear Vinyl groaning in the other room. Giving a small smile she opened the door, only to be met with a hoof to the head.
"Ouch! What the hay was that for?!" She yelled at the unpleasant surprise.
Opening her eyes she looked at the pony who had so rudely woken them up at such an early hour.
"Oh! Sorry Spizzy! You just opened the door so fast that I didn't have time to figure out that it wasn't there anymore."
"Skitz! One or two knocks would have been enough. You didn't have to almost batter the door down with endless slams. Now. What do you want at this hour?" She looked over to the clock, her eyes widened at the hour.
"Half Six! Are you mad! How are you even standing with such a look on you when you had almost as much as Vinyl last night, and she can’t even deal with sound yet!"
"Oh, I was here to give you this! It was at the post office for you! That’s all! I'll be back later and we can hang out then! Until then I have training!"
"Training? What do you mean?"
"I'm in the best flight team in all of the Everfree forest! Soon to be all of Equestria! Whatever that means. I'm a Shadowbolt!"
Spitfires' eyes widened at the news. She felt a little bit of anger swell in her heart as she replayed the word in her head over and over again. Shadowbolts! Shadowbolts!
"I can’t believe you! Why would you join them? They aren't the sort of team anypony should be a part of!"
"The pay is good! The flying is fun! And the team aren't that bad when you get passed the crude mean weird crust outside thingo. Plus they let me do whatever I want! Isn't that awesome!"
"No Skitz! It isn't awesome!"
"Oh! Ok then! Anyway. This is what was at the post office for you"
Skitz handed over a letter with the same grin she always wore. The letter had Spitfires name on it, but Vinyls' adress.
"Skitz! You went through my mail?"
"Yup! Aren't I good friend! Anyway, I'm off to training! Bye Spizzy!" Skitz flew off with the same enthusiasm as she had the night before, laughing at something Spitfire didn't understand.
Closing the door Spitfire went back to the lounge room where Vinyl was sitting on the couch, head in hoofs, still groaning.
"Spits! Remind me later that I need to buy some duct tape to wrap around her mouth for the next time she's here, and how did she know where I lived?"
"Well, I... Err... Well..."
"Nevermind. I'll ask again later when I can think properly! So what did she want?"
"Just to give me a letter that was for me in the post. It’s amazing, I have only been here for about a day and the mail service knows where to send my post. It’s astounding the speed it got here too."
"Right. Well, is it important?"
Spitfire looked the letter over, taking note of the wonderbolt crest in the top right hand corner.
"It’s from the Wonderbolt Coach. It’s pretty impressive that he knew where I was. I was going to send him a letter later on explaining my situation, but I guess that’s not needed."
"That’s nice, but that doesn't answer my question, is it important enough to have some clearly out of her mind pegasus come all the way to my place, at Celestia knows what time in the morning to personally give it to you, waking me up?"
"Well, it’s from the Wonderbolts. If it’s from them, any and every letter is important enough to wake you from your sleep." Spitfire said with a grin.
Opening the letter, throwing the envelope on the floor she began to read it.
Vinyl was watching her, noticing that her face had gone from one of excitement at a letter from her coach to one of shock and sadness.
"What's up Spits? I'm guessing something in that letter isn't to your liking?"
"It's... I... I was... They just..."
Spitfire, struggling to get the words out, her voice trembling with the threat of her bursting out into tears. She went silent, dropped the letter and sat down next to Vinyl, just staring off into space, her eyes beginning to water with tears.
Vinyl picked up the letter and began to read.
'Spitfire, Captain of the Flight team: The Wonderbolts.
This letter is to inform you that you are to be suspended from the Wonderbolts without pay until further notice.
You have been suspected of foul play and are currently being investigated.
Sincerely, Coach.'
Vinyl flipped the letter over to see if anything was on the back. She discovered a small note from the coach.
' P.S. It’s sad to see you fall like this Spitfire. I had such high hopes for you. I guess my trust was misplaced. Remain where you are and we will contact you again in the near future.'
Dropping the letter on the floor, Vinyl looked over to the distressed pegasus weeping in silence next to her. Hating to see somepony so upset, she wrapped her hooves around Spitfire in a comforting manner.
"I suppose I'll tell you about my dream another time then eh Spits."
Spitfire cleared her throat, taking a deep breath and sitting up straight she calmed herself down.
"Thank you Vinyl. I think I'll be ok now."
Giving a weak smile to Vinyl while looking into her Ruby eyes, Spitfire leaned in and pressed her muzzle against Vinyls’.
The shocked Unicorn amazed at the sudden action pressed back.
After a long time the two broke the kiss off and looked one another in the eyes.
"It wasn't a dream was it?"
Spitfire giggled a little
"Nope."
The two laughed together while in one anothers embrace in the cold winter morning. Celestias’ sun watching over the couple as all their troubles faded away.