Somewhere in Bucklyn
Little miss perfect
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"Let's get down to business, shall we?" Called a mare's voice. Her tone was harsh and controlling, Soarin's instinct from the years of training, took over and like the other wonderbolts he stood to attention, pushing his large toned chest forward. his emerald eyes darted towards the running track in a swift movement.
Out of the corner of his eye was the mare, strutting alone the line of wonderbolts, she was also dressed in the trademark flight suit. "well! it's nice to see you all back for another successful year. this year a few changes have been made, such as myself taking over from captin Fire Hazard." She stepped closer and closer to each of the team members "we have a new member and hope you have all kicked him into shape!"
A silence from the line made the mare question. "well, if you need something doing, do it yourself " she complained under her breath but so the team could hear. she was now in soarin's face nose to nose with the still emotionless stallion.
"Hello again rookie!"
Soarin eyes when wide, was it her?The mare from the train station a hole week ago? No it can't! "Don't you recognised me rookie? What.. Was it my hair?" Her piecing look sent shock waves over the stunned stallion.
"Still can't talk to me?" She smiled and removed her huge flight goggles. they revealed the eyes that sparked hope into Soarin's heart, for that instant Soarin knew exactly who she was. Soarin's mouth hung open. It was her!
"well let's get you into shape! 1500 LAPS NOW... ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!"
In unison the team chanted back
"Yes ma'am!"
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Soarin's wings slammed down with every beat of his pounding heart. To his left was rappidfire, his mane swooping back and eye almost closes, gritted his teeth as he atempted to catch up to the tiny mare ahead, fleetfoot.
Soarin was also Racing, having just passed suprize the lap before. Soarin was determined to show the hole team what he was made off, and that he belonged with the team he had always dreamed to flying with. Failing to notice, Soarin passed rappidfire and was neck a neck with Fleetfoot, as they powered around the final bend, He looked over to the that turquoise mare beside him.. Did she just wink at him?
The two passes the finish line where the current captain and hazzard timed the laps...
She had won!!!!
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"I was so close to beating you flank!" announced Soarin as he glided with fleetfoot to a stand still on the landing platform, a cocky smile was plastered across her face.
"Hahah you wish" fleetfoot teased back. Soarin snorted at her remark, she was a good friend and she sure acted like one too."So what you think of the captain?" the mare asked as their adrenaline rush subsided. Soarin just lifted his shoulders, not realy knowing what to say.
"Hahah I still can't believe she was only on the team for 5 years and now look at her," fleetfoot looked over to where the amber mare was "we called her baby spitfire when she joined coz she was only 16."
"So her name is spitfire?" Soarin asked after hearing the name said finally to him.
"Ow yer sorry, I gess we never told you. well now you know!"
"LINE UP!" Yelled the now named mare, Spitfire. She looked over her clipboard as her team lined up standing to attention like before their 'little' work out.
"Right! I think I will give you all the rest of the day off, you mares or stallions have time to get ready for tonight" she looked up looking over the tired ponies. "dismissed!"
Soarin turned with fleetfoot and suprize to trot to the shower blocks when a voice cut him short "Except you rookie," ow dear, now what?
"Good luck" the two mares whispered to him, this didn't give him any confidence but he was kinda looking forward to talking with her again. The others trotted away leaving Soarin and his captain alone on the running track.
"Y-yes ma'am?"Soarin stuttered.
She looked up to him and... Smiled? "It's good to see a new face around here but you need concentrate, this is not the academy ok?"
"Yes ma'am!"
"And I know what fleetfoot is like for... teasing." She seemed to pick her words carefully. "Dismissed." Soarin turned to follow his team, still a little confused why she had kept him back but he knew better than to question his commanding officer. "Ow and Soarin, nice to see you again."
"You too ma'am."
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Soarin finished his daily pie and retuned to his room to fresin up, his mind wondered back to just a few hours before.
She was very special, at the age of 21 and already a wonderbolt. Not only that! she was a caption. Spitfire... her name was perfect, no other name could represent her. The way her hair swooped back was nice but not as nice as it looked flowing to her shoulders. Soarin couldn't describe the true beauty in the way she looked in that flight suit. The way she strutted and moved showing off her perfect body.
Romantic thoughts where interrupted by a knocking form his room door followed by a casual sight of fire Hazzard walking in. his smile never failed no matter what day. "Ow hello sir" Sorain greeted his former captain.
"I hope she didn't give you too much of a hard time" said Hazzard walking over to soarins bed and sitting calmly upon it.
"Ow, the captain ?" Soarin paused to think, he need to say something now about her but not tell Hazzard he was in love with the Amber mare. "No she she was.. Well let's just say she gave you a run for your money, when it comes to acting like we are in hell."
"That's my girl" the older stallion proudly announced.
"It was nice to get... Wait what!" Soarin dident quite get what Fire Hazzard was referring to.
"did you not know? captain Spitfire is my daughter!" He seemed very proud of him self, having two talented foals.
"What! no way!" Exclaimed Soarin in a state of shock. he can't truly be in love with his captains daughter could he!? "Wow I had no idea."
"Haha yup anyway, I just came to make sure she gave you hell like expected. well I better let you get your make up sorted" teased the retired stallion as he gathered hisself and trotted back over to the open door.
"You too sir" Soarin called over to the Orange stallion.
"I will get you back for that cadet!"
This was the only time he could push the limit when it came to teasing his captain, "No Dought you will!" Soarin was proud of himself, yes it was a little foalish teasing a stallion that could make his training a living nightmare. but he didn't seem to care.
So as his door closed once again, Soarin relaxed knowing he had a few hours to get really for his welcome party. maybe... just maybe... he could get a little closer to Spitfire...