"Soarin... Didn't you eat before we got here?" Spitfire groaned when she heard the roaring growl come from Soarin's stomach.
"Why would I eat at home when there's perfectly good food here at the gala?" Soarin replied. "Besides, it was a long flight here from the compound."
"It was literally 5 minutes. I can almost see the compound from here." Spitfire said, rolling her eyes. "And you were supposed to eat before we got here, we don't want another pie incident like last year..."
The Wonderbolts were standing in front of Canterlot Castle, where the Gala was being held. They were about to go in when the tremendous growl erupted from Soarin’s stomach.
"Oops?" He shrugged.
"Spitty, I listened and ate before we came! I'm not a big dummy like Soarin!" Fleetfoot grinned. Suddenly, an enormous growl sounded from her stomach. "Wasn't me!" She said quickly. Spitfire just groaned and shook her head.
"Seriously, what am I gonna do with you two?" She sighed.
"Love and tolerate us!"
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"YAY! We're here!"
"Agh! Pinkie, you just yelled in my ear!"
"Twilight, you just yelled about Pinkie yelling in your ear right into my ear!"
"Pinkie! Twilight! Dash! SHUT UP!"
"Okay, sheesh Applejack, you seem stressed..." Dash muttered.
"Sugarcube, I've been trapped in a rolling sardine box with four extremely loud ponies... and Fluttershy." Applejack exclaimed loudly. The carriage driver outside just shook his head. The carriage that the mane six had rented to take them to the Gala had pulled up to Canterlot castle five minutes ago, and all the driver could hear was five ponies yelling.
"That's odd, I swear six of them got in..." He muttered under his breath.
"Girls, we've been stopped for a while, I think we're here!" The carriage driver heard from inside. He rolled his eyes, and based on what he had heard from the car, he could guess what was going to come next. He braced himself, plugging his ears.
"YAY! WE'RE HERE!" A pink pony with a bouncy mane jumped out of the carriage screaming. "LET’S GO DASHIE!" A blue Pegasus hopped out beside her.
"RIGHT BEHIND, ER, BESIDE YOU PINKS!" She bellowed.
"Pinkie Pie! Rainbow Dash! I'm only going to say this one more time. SHUT UP!" A blond earth pony shouted just as loud.
"Applejack, hush. You’re simply being much too loud." A white unicorn with a Canterlot accent gracefully stepped out of the carriage.
"ME? What about those two clowns over there?" Applejack asked incredulously.
"Ok, everypony just settle down," A purple unicorn glanced around at the situation, with a yellow Pegasus following closely behind her. When none of the ponies around her settled down, Twilight sighed. "What am I going to do with all of you? Seriously."
She rolled her eyes as the others glanced her way and shouted "Love and tolerate us!"
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"The Wonderbolts are in the building!" Fleetfoot exclaimed, as soon as the team stepped foot into the castle. "What the hell?” There was a large group of ponies gathered around the buffet table. “Why isn`t anyone falling down at our feet and worshipping the ground we walk on?"
“Fleet, we`re at a high class event, these ponies aren`t necessarily Wonderbolt fans." Spitfire said reasonably. Soaring stretched out his wings and sighed.
“It will be nice to have a night where we don`t have to constantly sign autographs and take pictures for hours on end...” He trailed off, unaware that Rainbow Dash and her friends were walking in right behind them.
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The mane six finally got inside, after Twilight Sparkle convinced them to calm down and stop yelling. They were just inside the door, and Twilight thought she could finally stop worrying about them causing any disasters when she heard rapid whispering coming from beside her.
“Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh...” Dash began muttering under her breath, her wings twitching at her sides.
“What is it Rainbo- oh.... I see it...” Twilight cut herself off, noticing who was walking ahead of them. The Wonderbolts were easily recognizable, with their yellow and blue flight suits and large goggles. “Calm down Rainbow, I`m sure they just want to be treated like regular ponies."
“Regular Ponies?! They are anything but regular. Did you just call the Wonderbolts basic? How could you? How COULD you Twilight?! I should probably go fall down at their feet and worship the ground their walking on!" Dash began freaking out again, slowly getting louder and louder.
“Dashie! You want the Wonderbolts to think your cool don't you? If they turn around and see you freaking out, their just gonna think you're weird! And that’s coming from me!" Pinkie chirped.
“Of course I want them to think I'm cool! They're the WONDERBOLTS!" Rainbow exclaimed, quieting down a bit. “I've gotta go calm down. They CANNOT see me like this! I can’t have a repeat of last time!" She trotted back out the door.
“Seriously Rainbow? Their just ponies like you and I!" Twilight called behind her, trying to get her more than 5 feet in the door.
“They are WAY cooler than you!" She called back, already outside. “And me, which is saying something because I’m awesome!"
Twilight just sighed and walked inside with the rest. “Maybe Rainbow won’t even makes it inside. Then I won’t have to worry about her being reckless and causing damage like last year...”
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“Ugh… This is sooo boring!” Soarin moaned as he and the other Wonderbolts mingled with the crowds of Canterlot elite.
“Like I've told you the past seventeen times you've complained… We only have to do this one time a year! You can suck it up for a couple more hours, you overgrown baby.” Spitfire scolded him.
“OH! Burn!” Fleetfoot was standing behind them and replied the way she had the past seventeen times Soarin whined.
“Shut up Fleet.”
“But Spitty, I wasn't complai-“
“You’re not any better than Soarin. You may not be complaining as much, but you’re shamelessly flirting with every stallion that comes within your sight.” Spitfire said pointedly.
“Am not!” Fleetfoot tried to argue while turning her head to wink at a light brown stallion that had just passed.
“I seriously hope she’s here…” Soarin muttered, completely missing the two mares bickering next to him.
“Ooo, I sense some gossip!” Fleet’s cheek was suddenly pressed up against Soarin’s face. “Who do you hope is here? Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!”
“Um, what? Nopony, nopony at all, I don’t even know who you’re talking about, hehe” Soarin hadn't even realized he had spoken aloud. He always got nervous talking about mares, even if it was to his best friends. He, Fleetfoot and Spitfire had known each other for so long, that Soarin didn't even consider them mares anymore. They more like his… bros. Except Fleetfoot kept winking and smirking at every stallion who passed, which was totally not a bro-thing to do.
“Fleet! Stop it, you’re such a tease! And Soarin, you know you can't lie to us, you shouldn't even try.” Spitfire smirked. It was true, every time Soarin tried to hide something or keep a secret, he always ended up just blurting it out. Hearth’s warming was always a tough time for him, trying to keep his gifts a secret from the recipients. Birthdays were also rough. As was any other event that required him to keep his mouth shut.
“What, psh, I don’t even know what you’re talking about! It’s defiantly not a mare I want to impress, no sir!” Soarin spluttered.
“Aww, Soarin likes a girl! Soarin likes a girl! Soa-“ Fleetfoot was cut off by Soarin’s wing batting her in the face.
“Shut up Fleet! I do not! Even if I did, it would most certainly not be Rainbow Dash!” Soarin hissed.
“Whaaaat? Rainbow Dash!? NO WAY!” Fleet started squealing. Spitfire just smirked at him.
“You’re hopeless Soarin. You couldn’t keep a secret if your life depended on it!” Soarin blinked at her.
“I totally could!”
“Nope. And really, Rainbow Dash?”
“Um, maybe?”
“Soarin and Rainbow, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G…” Fleet started to sing, while flipping her mane into a stallions face, stunning him while she smirked.
“Fleet, you’re being really creepy! Again! Do we have to take you back to that social behavior therapist?” Spitfire shook her head at the giggling mare in front of her, and then back onto the still blushing Soarin. “Sheesh, I should have just left you two at headquarters. It would have been less stress for me…”