Fleetfoot's Day of Release
#releaseday
"FLEETFOOT!" Soarin yelled at the top of his lungs. "YOU'RE LATE FOR PRACTICE! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO DAMN LAZY?!"
Fleetfoot rolled over onto her stomach. She was still in her dorm in the Wonderbolt quarters of the Wonderbolt academy.
"Yeah, yeah Soarin. All complaints will be received at the bitch department conveniently located in Spitfire's office." Fleetfoot put her face down into her pillow. Starting release day with a burn like that, always means a good day.
It took a while for Fleetfoot to find the strength to pick herself up out of bed and rummage through her room for her uniform. It felt like it was still morning, but from the way Soarin yelled, Fleetfoot got the impression that it was later than noon.... Later than the time Fleetfoot should've been ready by.
As Fleetfoot began to put on the uniform she managed to find, there was a sudden knocking on her door. She recognized the knocking to be Spitfire. Only Spitfire knocks 5 times in a row, a lot harder than appropriate.
"I hope her damn hoof goes through the door one day.." Fleetfoot mumbled to herself.
"I heard that!" Spitfire suddenly called but another voice followed behind Spitfire.
"I told you she's being more bitchy than usual...." Soarin said in a lowsy attempt to whisper.
"Fleet, open the damn door, and Soar shut the hell up." Spitfire knocked again.
Fleetfoot didn't respond in words but instead responded by opening the door at her captains request. She knew today was going to slowly drag by, but at least she wouldn't have Spitfire biting her ass to be in respectful behavior. Maybe today dragging by would be a good thing since release day is only once a year.
The second Fleetfoot opened her door, Spitfire began,
"You're an hour late honey," Everypony knew that whenever Spitfire used the term "honey" or "sweetheart" she was trying to be a smartass. "I'm not going to give as much hell since it's release day. I'm actually considering giving you the day off...." Spitfire trailed off.
The last part quickly caught Fleetfoot's attention. "The whole day, huh?" Fleetfoot thought then began again "Last I checked it wasn't Hearthswarming... What gives Spits?" Fleetfoot looked curiously but cautiously.
"You never give me a day off!! No fair...." Soarin pouted in the background like a little kid who's school was still open even with a foot of snow on the ground.
"Soarin, I need to speak with Fleet, can you go to the training field and prep the equipment we need for practice? I will meet you out there."
"Sure can do Captain Spitsies," and with that Soarin saluted and set off down the hallway before Spitfire could stop him and correct the nickname Soarin just used on her.
Fleetfoot suddenly felt a bit uneasy with it just being her and Spitfire. Spitfire turned to Fleetfoot and gave her a friendly smile.
"Now, I'm sure you're aware that not everypony gets a release day, just you, Soarin, and I. I'm giving you the entire day off. Now, don't let anypony know that you're having this 'release day' because then they'll want one. Okay? Just try to stay out of trouble... You can't leave the academy either."
Fleetfoot processed all of what Spitfire just said, "I will try to keep it a secret by not going around and showing off to everyone that I can speak down to them," Fleetfoot shut the door to her room behind her and moved to the side a bit. "See you later Spitsies!" And with that Fleetfoot stuck her middle feather up at Spitfire and bolted down the hallway leaving a confused and regretting Spitfire behind.
"I'll have an angry Wonderbolt mob at my office by the end of the day.... Urrgh...." Spitfire began slowly trotting down the hallway while lost in her thoughts.
Fleetfoot trotted through the main hallway passing several instructors, cadets, and fellow Wonderbolts.
'I can't believe Spitfire wants me to keep quiet about the release day thing,' as Fleetfoot finished her thought she flipped off Silver Lining who just mumbled in response. 'I mean I guess I do understand her point...'
"HAAAAY!!"
"AAHHH!!" Fleetfoot yelled and hopped back in response as a white mare with a dark curly mane popped up in front of her. "Don't do that High Winds. You're a pain in the dick..."
"You have a dick!? Me too!!" High Winds sarcastically played along.
"Well you're about to have it ripped off...."
"NOO! Don't touch it!!" High Winds yelled then began running towards the main entrance in the lobby.
Fleetfoot looked around as she continued trotting. The interior was very nice, and the decorations and furniture were very well planned out. The main desk was in the middle against the wall directly across from the entrance doors. To either side there were couches and chairs to sit on. On the side to the far right is the hallway that leads to classrooms and gymnasiums. Directly next to the main desk was another door with a long hallway that led to offices. Spitfire's office was located in that hallway.
Fleetfoot whistled as she made her way outside through the main entrance and began trotting towards the cafeteria. "I wonder what shit they're serving today..."
"Rainbow shit!! Rainbow like that mares hair!" Surprise, a white mare with a yellow mane, popped up and pointed her hoof towards a cadet named Rainbow Dash.
"You can stare all you want, doesn't get any better than this!" Rainbow finished as she puffed her chest out.
"Do you fart rainbows...!?" Surprise asked as her eyes widened in excitement.
"What the hell no! That wouldn't be normal!" Rainbow defended.
"Your mane isn't normal!"
"My mane is swagtastic." Rainbow defended.
"Normal isn't normal!!" Surprise stated.
Off to the side Fleetfoot watched the whole exchange. "Jackasses...." Fleetfoot looked towards the mess hall, "Quicker I get there, quicker I can sit down.."
The mess hall wasn't as crowded as usual, most likely because the cadets are on scheduled time so they have limited time to waste in the mess hall. Fleetfoot glanced at the clock, the cadets finished lunch a while ago.
'Damn,' Fleetfoot began thinking, 'Maybe I should just spend the rest of the day in my room...' Fleetfoot looked around outside of the academy. There's nothing to really even do....' Fleetfoot continued thinking until she heard a familiar voice that sounded like nails on a chalk board to her.
"HAAAY FLEETPOOP!!"
Fleetfoot internally cut her ears off.
"What the hell do you want..." Fleetfoot groaned as she looks towards the Wonderbolt. It was Lightning Streak.
"Did you... Just.... Swear!?" Lightning idiotically gasped.
"Did you just lose even more brain cells... If there are even any up there.." Fleetfoot made a motion towards his head.
"Why are you being a meanie-foot!? Thinking you can talk down to me..." Lighting began looking a little annoyed.
"Because today I CAN talk down to you. Just ask Captain fire-ass!" Fleetfoot also began to get annoyed.
"You can't talk about the captain like that! You aren't allowed to!"
"Well I just did." Fleetfoot stubbornly stated.
"W-w-well!! You know where I'm gonna go!!"
"Down the toilet with the rest of your career?"
"No! I'm gonna go tell Spitfire!"
"She won't do anything about it!!" Fleetfoot yelled.
"Wait...." Lightning suddenly said as realization hit, "You aren't at practice and you're speaking down to me... You have one of those release days that I heard about!! Don't you!?"
They both just stood and stared at one another until Lightning broke the silence.
"... I heard rumors about that, that only you, Soarin, and Spitfire get a release day... Is that true!?" Lightning looked a bit angry.
Fleetfoot just shrugged. "Find out for yourself, Lightning Freak."
Lightning began quickly flying towards the main lobby. Fleetfoot watched him until he trotted through the doors. Spitfire's office is in there....
'Oh great.... 3... 2... 1...' Fleetfoot silently counted down.
A pony began speaking over the loud speaker, "Fleetfoot report to Captain Spitfire's office, Fleetfoot report to Captain Spitfire's office."
For a moment, Fleetfoot stared at the cloud she was standing on, then she began slowly trotting towards Spitfire's office.
'She told me to keep quiet... I probably just blew release day for everypony."
Fleetfoot trotted through the hallway that Spitfire's office broke off of. When Fleetfoot got to Spitfire's office she waited a moment before gently knocking three times.
"If it's Fleetfoot, come in. If it isn't, then I'm busy." Spitfire coldly stated.
Fleetfoot internally groaned as she opened Spitfire's office door. Fleetfoot was immediately met with the beautiful glare of death from Spitfire.
"What the fuck is that look for!?" Fleetfoot made direct eye contact. "I didn't do anything wrong!" Fleetfoot looked to her right and saw Lightning Streak sitting on one of the couches. Lightning stuck his tongue out at Fleetfoot.
"Lightning here thinks we get a release day... He said you were talking down to him... Is that true?" Spitfire questioned.
"I was talking down to him..." Fleetfoot tried to avoid answering the release day part. She didn't want to plain out lie to Lightning.
"What about the release day!?" Lightning cut in.
"Lightning," Spitfire began, "the idea of a release day is stupid." Spitfire ended as she leaned back in her chair.
Fleetfoot suddenly began to feel a bit relaxed.
"Then why can she speak down to me!?" Lightning referred towards Fleetfoot.
Spitfire sighed and glanced out the window, "Because Fleetfoot is just a bitch."