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// Jetstream 
// Story: Code 5 
// by Buckshot Gauges 
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Chapter 3: Jetstream
The guard at the train gates stopped the approaching engine. He signaled for the team to search around the cars for anything infectious. 

“What took you so long?” the guard asked jokingly. He knew very well that Mac didn’t want to ride a train run by Scootaloo and Lucky.

“Lucky didn’t drive,” Applejack responded with a smile. The guards finished the searches and gave the all clear for the train to go through. The engine passed through the gates and pulled up along the platform. Power was shut off to the engine once again and the three left it to be unloaded. 

“Well, I think I’m gonna sleep for a while,” said Lucky. The brown colt began heading towards the door to the main corridor when Fluttershy stepped through. She was wearing her white lab coat that red Fluttershy in black stitching above the right pocket. 

“Lucky, see me in the medical room,” the yellow pegasus said. She said it in a commanding tone; being in charge of medical made the yellow pegasus more assertive, not crazy like that mina-tore had once caused her to be, but just enough that ponies could take orders.

“Ugh, can’t this wait?” Lucky groaned. 

“NOW,” Fluttershy said sternly. Lucky groaned once again. He followed Fluttershy through the double doors; Big Mac and Applejack staring after them.

“He’s gonna have to talk to Jetstream, isn’t he?” asked Big Mac.

“Yep.” They both shook their heads. Anything between those two wouldn’t end well.
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Lucky followed Fluttershy into the medical room. There were numerous medicines placed neatly into the cabinets or on the counter. Another pair of double doors red Sickbay on the wall above them. The yellow pegasus led Lucky towards another room, which was her office. She pushed through the door and went inside. 

“Fluttershy, what’s so important that you had to….” Lucky stopped midsentence as he entered behind her. An only too familiar white pegasus colt sitting in one of the chairs. Lucky narrowed his eyes in anger. 

“What...the buck…is he doing here?” he said; giving a nasty look towards the red and white manned colt. The pegasus gave him the same look back.

“Same reason you’re here,” said Fluttershy. She motioned with a hoof for Lucky to sit in the other chair. 
“So you two remember our little meeting a month ago,” started Fluttershy, “When you two had a little….disagreement.” 

“Little?! He broke my wing!” exclaimed Jetstream. He extended his right wing, neatly wrapped in bandages. 

“You started it,” said Lucky blankly, “With one big mistake.” The white pegasus glared at the brown earth pony.

“I don’t care who started it,” continued Fluttershy, “The fact is, Jetstream, you know how Lucky feels when somepony negatively brings up Derpy. And Lucky, physical abuse is never the answer.” The brown colt looked down at the floor.

“Now, I….” Fluttershy was interrupted by a knock at her door. Rainbow Dash peeked her head inside.

“Hey Fluttershy, uh, somepony fell down the staircase at the west guard tower and they we could really use your help,” the blue pegasus said; putting emphasis on the “really” part. The yellow pegasus sighed.

“Okay, one moment,” she said; turning her attention back to the two colts, “I’ll leave you two alone for a minute, and I expect you to make up,” she said with authority. She then left the office, followed by Rainbow Dash. Jetstream began glaring at Lucky once again, anger in his red eyes.

“So, how many anger management classes have you failed so far?” he asked mockingly. The brown earth pony was still looking at the ground.

“None,” he said plainly. In admittance, that was only because there weren’t any. An evil smile came across Jetstream’s face. 

“Well, I’ve been here for a month with a broken wing and that leaves just you in charge of FCD,” he continued, “I’m surprised it hasn’t burned down yet.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Lucky asked accusingly; shooting his head up to meet Jetstream’s gaze. 

“Well duh, you’re pretty stupid I must admit. I mean like, muffin bazookas, really?”

“First off, everyone loves them and second, I’m smart,” Lucky defended.

“Yeah, at Blackjack maybe, but when it’s comes to life, you’re a total dumbass,” Jetstream said.

“You’re not really in a position to say that,” said Lucky, “Seeing that I can easily kick your flank.”

“Cowardly move, you put me in the hospital because you can’t control your emotions. I’m not scared of you, Lucky.”

“I can too control my emotions,” said Lucky angrily, “Derpy’s just a sensitive topic,” he said a bit more quietly. He looked down at the ground once again. This only made Jetstream’s smile wider. The white colt got a devious idea.

“You know, with the amount of intelligence you have, you make Derpy look like the smartest pony in Equestria,” Jetstream said evilly. 

“Jetstream, stop it.”

“Where is that mare anyway? Oh yeah, she couldn’t tell right from left and got bitten,” the red and white manned pegasus continued.

“Jetstream, I’m warning you,” Lucky said. 

“And what does her cutie mark represent? That’s she got bubbles for brains?” That did it. Lucky jumped off the chair and began making his way towards the door. 

“Where ya’ going?” Jetstream asked mockingly. Lucky turned around, tears streaming down his cheeks.

“I will bucking kill you if you say one more word!” he yelled. He ran out, slamming the door behind him. The white pegasus settle back down in the chair. His job was done. As he thought about what he had just done, he began to have second thoughts. Maybe that hadn’t been the best idea, not because most likely his life was on the line now, but because that wasn’t really how he wanted it to go. He sighed and put his head in his hooves. He had to go apologize. He hopped out of the chair and trotted out of the medical area. 

“Aw man, now where did he go?” he asked out loud. The large hallway was completely empty, except for the distant sound of galloping hooves. Jetstream turned around just in time to see a thin dark brown tail disappear around the corner. He galloped after it; his wing still not healed enough for him to fly. 

“Lucky wait!” he called after him. He came around the corner to see the light brown colt running down the center. He looked back at the white pegasus, his blue eyes still watering, and then galloped faster. 

“Oh come on,” said Jetstream. He was way better at flying, not running. He still ran after Lucky, not wanting to lose sight of him. The colt could disappear without a trace so easily. As Lucky rounded another corner, his hoof slipped on the tile and he fell to the floor, rolling up against the wall. Jetstream took his chance and jumped at the brown earth pony, tackling the colt as he was getting back up. 

“Get off me!” Lucky said angrily, struggling against Jetstream’s pin. 

“Lucky, please just wait,” the pegasus pleaded. His red eyes suddenly stung as something liquid hit them. The brown colt had just sprayed him in the face with pepper-spray. Jetstream fell backwards and Lucky stood above him, the can in his mouth. He spit the canister out, the metal object clanging loudly on the floor.

“So making fun of me in the medical room wasn’t enough for you? You just felt the need to chase me down for more?” he asked angrily with hurt in his voice.

“No Lucky, I….”

“I hate you,” Lucky stated.  He continued his gallop down the hallway.  Jetstream finally opened his eyes to see the earth pony had disappeared. The red and white manned colt bowed his head. His eyes began watering as well, from both the pepper-spray and at what Lucky had just said.