A Week Later- Spitfire POV
I’m beginning to regret that I had even accepted to ride this train with the newest member on the Wonderbolts. Hurricane Heatflare is the most egotistical and annoying out of the entire team. In my opinion he shouldn’t even had made the team but our manager, if I can even call her that, insisted that he be placed on the team due to his skill. Yeah right, Rainbow Dash could fly circles around this dweeb and has proven herself to be a good teammate to Fleetfoot and Soarin. Speaking of Soarin and Fleetfoot I rather would be on the train with them teasing me about my interest in the detective than with this numbskull. Apparently he is in the midst of his rant about why Rainbow Dash, the most talented pilot, should date him much to my distaste. Honestly Rainbow can do way better than to date this punk. I had zoned out reading fan mail which is both helping shorten my workload as captain of the team and distracting me from thoughts of killing Hurricane. Yes, I had assigned the entire team to at least read their fan mail and gave myself the very same task. In the words of my mentor, “A great captain leads by example and does not assign the team to do what they themselves won’t do.” Lucky for me that Hurricane hadn’t noticed that I flat out was ignoring him when he begun to rant about some other nonsense that tempts me in killing him even more.
I was finally down to the last letter and he had started to rant about why girls should only chase him for the fifth time in a row. As if I would give a damn about his personal affairs, let alone be interested in hearing about them. Seriously the guy does not know how to shut his damn mouth. The letter I had just opened was addressed to me but had no return address which made me curious. What the envelope held surprised me to say the least. Inside the envelope was a bandanna (how it fit I don’t even know) and a letter that made my heart race.
‘Dear Spitfire,
I am writing to you with a nervous heart. I’m not even sure that you even remember me but we went to Cloudsdale Flight Academy together. I just wish I had the courage then to tell you what is written on this paper. I had always admire you for the courage, passion, and determination you had displayed at the academy. I wasn’t the strongest pilot or even the greatest at keeping tabs on a plane. You helped me graduate when the professors had given up on me and I never got the chance to thank you or introduce myself. So allow me to do so now, I’m Symphony A. (Please don’t ask what the A. stands for) but most anyone I meet call me Blaze. I don’t why but it sort of grew on me, so feel free to call me Blaze.
Thank you for the help that you had given me in the academy. I don’t think I can thank you enough but this is a start. I have chosen the path of a detective to help those who could not help themselves because you had inspired me. I crafted the bandanna you now hold as a form of reminder to you that you ARE great at what you do and that I will never forget what you have done for me. Never forget to help those who can’t help themselves, and most of all…
Never forget me.
I am not asking you to keep in touch with me, but please do keep me in your thoughts. For that alone is more than enough for me. Just think of me whenever you go out to protect Equestria from the evils outside. I’ll keep you in my thoughts to remind me of the headstrong, feisty, and beautiful girl that inspired me to be who I am today. I am not sure if I can truly call myself a fan of the Wonderbolts if you are the only reason I watch those airshows.
Someone from your past,
Symphony A. “Blaze”
-soon to be Detective’
Excuse me while I pick up my jaw from the floor and get my heart out of my throat. Detective Blaze is actually the girl I had a tremendous crush while I was in the academy. She is truly my lifelong crush and to even receive a gift from her was enough to make me squeal. Thankfully I kept myself in check while I examined the bandanna that came with the letter. It was sky blue with a yellow phoenix design, the team colors with my cutie mark on it, and I adore it. I immediately put it on with her on my mind and my heart aflame with desire. Sadly I could not savor those thoughts for long because the train had arrived to Ponyville, but I can attempt to woo Symphony instead. It is with that thought on my mind that I proudly grab my suitcase while Hurricane was grabbing his luggage and step off the train to see her standing there with the bearers of Harmony. She looked beautiful dressed in rugged country wear and her smirk had me blushing even redder than her letter had.
“Welcome to Ponyville, Captain Spitfire.” Symphony states with a voice that made my head swim.
“Good morning Detective Blaze, I see that you have settled already.” I reply trying and failing to maintain my composure.
“Indeed I have Captain Spitfire. Now allow me to help you with your bags.” She grins a roguish grin making me weak in my knees.
“Hey Spitfire, what’s up?” I hear Rainbow Dash say in her usual calm laid back manner getting me out of my schoolgirl daze.
Ever since the Equestria Games I started talking to Rainbow Dash more often and found myself enjoying her company. No I wasn’t in love with Rainbow, but I found myself seeing her more of a sister than a friend. She has shown me things that I should have known before I stepped up to be captain. I seriously still feel bad for lying to Soarin like that, and no matter how many times I try to make it up to him he simply tells that I don’t have too. I wish more guys were like Soarin even though his lack of accepting gifts is annoying. The guy is a total softie once you get to know him, and very overprotective of those he cares about. I look towards Rainbow and notice that she was standing pretty close to a very good looking blonde woman. Before I could respond to Rainbow and control my hormones as Symphony was gently grabbing my luggage I hear, “Hey cousin is this normal?” a young voice ask.
Symphony turns around and immediately runs over the young girl. She examines something that looks like a dagger and assuming the blonde is the little girl’s older sister both women look at each other nervous. Symphony takes a deep breath and asks, “Bloom where did you find this?”
“Ah found it when the gals and Ah were tryin’ to get our cutie marks in Treasure Huntin’. Pretty cool huh?” Bloom answers pridefully unaware of Symphony’s tense body language.
“Mind if I hang on to it for a while, Bloom? It could help me with my research.” Symphony nervously asks trying not to sound desperate.
“Sure, Ah reckon AJ wouldn’t let meh hang on to it anyhow.” Bloom nods much to Symphony’s relief.
“Darn tootin’ Ah wouldn’t letcha hang on to that AB!” the Blonde that I am now positive is called AJ comments while Rainbow stares at her with a longing stare.
“Thanks Bloom, now why don’tcha stand next to your sister while we get Captain Spitfire and Private Hurricane settled into Ponyville with the rest of the Wonderbolts.” Symphony suggests in a tone that warmed my heart and made me crave to hear it again.
After me and Hurricane had unpacked at Golden Oaks Library, Symphony had immediately begun to dive into her research of that mysterious item her younger cousin found while everyone else spent time going about the festival preparations. Hurricane was very quick to flirt with Rainbow and AJ was even quicker to get him to back off which was hilarious to watch. I hadn’t known watching my teammate get a well-deserved roundhouse kick to the face would be so damn funny. If I didn’t know any better I would say Applejack, which I had found out shortly after she kicked the shit out of Hurricane, has the hots for Dash and Dash has it bad for Applejack. Still I had to give the girl props for the roundhouse kick. Seriously that was the best roundhouse I had ever witnessed and the power was amazing to watch. Luckily before we reached the library Symphony had introduced the bearers of Harmony to both me and Hurricane. So names were no longer a mystery to us but Hurricane seemed more interested in Dash which annoyed everyone else. After a kick like that I thought he would learn but nope he is still flirting with Dash. I finally managed to catch up on my work thanks to Dash’s help which was surprising to say the least, and was now able to unwind. I was reading a book that I had gotten interested in a few moments ago and was halfway through it when...
“DAMN IT!” I hear before a loud BOOM shook the entire library.
“What in tartarus was that?” I asked out loud before rushing downstairs to see what shook the library.
I literally see a crater in the center of the lobby and a hole in the wall adjacent to it with legs hanging from it. Yet the explosion was not enough to knock the library down just shake the building a little and flood the first floor with dust. I wave my hand in front of my face to get rid of the dust and call out Symphony’s name. It took a while before I hear a muffled response. I still couldn’t hear the response as clearly as I wanted so I kept calling out while wandering around the lobby. For what felt like hours I hear, “I’m r-right...h-here…” Symphony groan out from the wall. I waste no time getting her out of the hole, which thankfully wasn’t deep, and checking her health. At this point her health is the only thing that matters to me and to see her bruised up like this was very upsetting.
“Captain Spitfire, I’m fine but I need to get back to my research.” she coughs trying to get back up on her feet.
“Are you out of your fucking mind?!” I shout angrily holding her down, “You need to rest and that is not a suggestion.” glaring at her when she started to resist my hold.
Symphony was in no condition to continue and yet here she was trying to get back to work. What is so damn important about that stupid dagger anyway? She needs rest and I remember Dr. Note saying before everyone else left that she needed to take a break at the very least. So there is no way in tartarus I am letting her jump back into her research until all her wounds are treated. Symphony should know that and damn it all tend to her heaven forsaken wounds.
“I have to figure what secrets that dagger holds. It might be a clue to the missing people case or who is threatening Princess Luna.” she growls struggling to get back up while I hold her down, “Damn it Spitfire let me go!” struggling even more.
“Not until you take a break from all of this. Damn it Symphony just relax for a while, please.” I plead with her staring into her beautiful ocean colored eyes, “If not for yourself then do it for Spitfire from Cloudsdale Flight Academy?” rubbing her face with my left hand.
“You...r-remember?” she stutters eyes going wide in shock breaking my heart just a little.
“I never could forget you even with the hectic schedule I have. Now come on why don’t we get you treated for those injuries?” I chuckle trying to conceal my affections for her.
Thankfully she agrees but only if she could examine the paperwork while I tended her wounds. I am extremely thankful that it was just me and her in the library otherwise this would have been all over the news. I don’t know if it is just me or not, but carrying her bridal style to the only bed in the library felt amazing if I wasn’t worried sick about her health. Bandaging her up was just the tip of the iceberg, because apparently she was dealing with another injury. I had noticed her slight limp earlier but I never thought she had a leg injury. She notices my hesitation and looks to see what is causing my hesitation.
“That one is from my first case starting out. My former partner turned his back on me and to make it long story short I got that as a result. Never bothered getting it looked at and much rather no one else found out.” She calmly comments never once meeting my gaze.
“How long?” I ask biting my lower lip to keep my anger in check. ‘The bastard is lucky I wasn’t aware of this when it happened.’ I thought darkly feeling my rage boil over.
“Ten years ago, Spitfire. It isn’t a big deal honest, and to be fair I shouldn’t have been so trusting in the past. Lesson learned and life moves on.” she sighs putting her paperwork aside to look at me, “I do appreciate your concern but it was something from long ago. So please don’t let your anger make you do something you will eventually regret. You have already met my former partner anyway and no I won’t tell you who he is.” gently tilting my head so that our eyes met.
“Symphony…” I whimper my concern getting the best of me.
“Hush, you weren’t there to do anything to help me. Trust me Fire, it is really nothing to stress over.” she cuts me off silencing me by placing a finger on my lips.
She is breathtakingly beautiful the way her ocean blues stare into my eyes filled with tenderness and care. Heck even the way she smirks whenever she says “Lassy” or “Laddy” is adorable beyond belief to me. I love her and can’t believe that I had forgotten her nickname.. I guess I was so caught up with the Bolts that I forgot my precious Symphony’s choices for a while. I don’t know how long we stayed like that and I don’t care if it meant I could be with my beloved Symphony like this. It might be too soon to call her mine but damn it all I love her! Yes even when I was lusting after Detective Blaze, not aware that the detective and her were the exact same person, it had always been Symphony that held my heart. This might finally be my chance to tell her I love her and I would be a sorry captain if I didn’t take it.
“Fire I just want you to know…” Symphony whispers stopping me from what I was going to say, “I went to every show you performed in and I gotta say I adore the Symphonix Blast trick you do at the end of every show.” finally removing her finger in a teasing way from my lips resuming paperwork a blush beginning to form on her freckled cheeks.
“Well I named it after a certain project we worked on in the academy for a reason.” I reply no longer bothering to hide the desire I held for her.
“It’s...one of the reasons…I like it so much.” she blushes trying really hard to stare at her paperwork.
She is just so adorable when she blushes and I just had to enjoy the moment even more. Yet how could I get her to blush that much seeing how she is already blushing a light pink? The only way I can think of achieving this is by being flirty. So with that in mind I threw caution out the proverbial window and said, “That project had been one of the best moments in the academy just because I got to spend time with the school’s very own detective.” before crawling so I could whisper, “Especially the time where she got clumsy and jumped into my arms wearing the baggiest mechanic uniform the school had. All while being drenched from fire alarm’s sprinklers too.”
The reaction I got from that was delicious in both sight and hearing. She squeaked and shuddered to the point where it looked like she was about jump off the bed and drop her paperwork. Oh sweet Goddesses she had the cutest reaction that tempted me to get even more out of her. Before I could even do anything else to prompt another reaction she tilts my head so our gazes met and says, “I enjoyed working that project because my work partner wore a skin tight jumpsuit giving me the best view of her delicious figure.” in the sexiest tone I have ever heard.
“H-holy L-luna…” I stutter shuddering in desire trying my hardest not to pounce her like I wanted to so badly.
She uses my lack of response to gently push me to the side providing her easy access to pin me. Instead of pinning me down, like I craved, she gets off the bed. Paperwork in her hand she walks to the door while I hopelessly stare at her rear. Goddesses why does she have to be so damn sexy? Before she leaves the room she turns to face me a smug smirk on her face, “Next time Captain don’t start something you can’t finish.” in a tone that made my desire grow even hotter.
It takes me a while to realize that she no longer was resting. I fall back on the bed with frustrated groan. I had the perfect chance to tell her and she leaves to do her work. Irony that I am beginning to hate her work ethic? Maybe. I do know one thing for sure, I am not going to make the same mistake years ago. She will know of my true feelings before this case is over. I stare out the window to see the sun start to set. The others should be back soon and sleeping arrangements will be discussed. In the meantime I will find a way to tell her and nothing is going to stop me.
“Mark my words Symphony, you will know how I truly feel about you.” I whisper to no one staring out the window.