He flew off as the sunset changed colors. He got to his house, and found Spitfire standing on his porch.
“Spitfire, I’m not interested in you anymore.”
“But-,”
“Get out! Stay away from me and Rainbow!”
Spitfire had no other choice. Her ex-coltfriend didn’t have the same feelings. She would just have to find a new coltfriend.
Soarin’ fell on top of his bed, thinking about what just happened: Kissing Rainbow, Meeting the Strangest Pink Pony and Finally Got Rid of Spitfire. What a day.
The two ponies dreamed about each other that night.