//------------------------------// // Chapter 5 // Story: Somewhere over the Rainbow Dash // by SuicidalAngel //------------------------------// "Okay, so what do you have in mind?" Fleetfoot said getting a small notebook out. Rainbow handed her a pencil shrugging. "Don't know yet. Still, this is Soarin we're talking about. We'll just find one of his many weaknesses and torture him into telling us right?" Rainbow replied. "Yeaaah, no. Soarin already knows we're trying to figure this out, I mean he's probably practicing putting a tough face on as we speak." "MOOOM, MAKE ME A SANDWICH!", Soarin yelled laying across his messy bed. "Besides, shouldn't we try looking for clues first?" Fleetfoot suggested. "Hmmm. You're right, we'll talk about this more after school. For now, just document anything weird, I'll do the same." "You think you'll be able to figure it out before it's too late?" "I have to..." "You're serious about this aren't you?", Fleetfoot asked looking her straight in the eye. "Yeah...don't tell him," Rainbow said, leaving Fleetfoot alone in the gym. "HA, wait till' Thunderlane hears about this storm!", Fleetfoot laughed at the table next to her. "G-get it?! Thunderlane, storm!", she chuckled elbowing the table. She stopped laughing and looked around the gym. "Yeah, I need more friends..." "Oh and simply must compliment your sports jacket! I love how you customized it into looking more unique...like you," Rarity said trying to flirt with the mint haired boy. "Uh..thanks", Thunderlane answered unaware of the fashionista's intentions. "I like your dress too. Oh and your hair, it's so soft yet perfect?" he said petting her head. "Oh um...thank you very much," Rarity responded blushing. "Hey Thunderlane!" Fleetfoot shouted across the hallway. Thunderlane turned around to see her as Rarity crossed her arms. She had heard Fleetfoot used to have a crush on Thunderlane and wasn't going to take that chance. "Hello Fleetfoot, why are you here, may I ask?" Rarity said with an evil glare as Fleetfoot walked over to them. "Really Rares? No "Hey Fleet" or "How you doin'?" Fleetfoot asked teasingly. Rarity cleared her throat. "Well that is Rarity to you and no I don't have much interest in how you or your day has been." "Damn. Ok then. Well Thunderlane can I speak to you alone please?" Fleetfoot said. Rarity glared viciously at her. "About what exactly?" Thunderlane replied. "Well it's about Rainbow Dash and Soarin." "Oh, in that case I'm sure Rarity could hear about it too," Thunderlane smiled at a smirking Rarity. "After all, she is one of Rainbow's friends, right?" Fleetfoot looked back at a smug looking Rarity. "Alright, alright. Point Rarity." "What?" "Nothing!" both replied quickly. "So what's up with Rainbow and Soarin?" Thunderlane asked changing the topic. "Soarin has been REALLY awkward. Rainbow wants to get to the bottom of it. I'm wrapped into helping them both knowing very well everything that's going on," Fleetfoot answered. "We all know Soarin has a crush on Rainbow..right?" Thunderlane asked, receiving nods from both of them. "And we know that Rainbow has a crush on him?" Rarity added. Again, nodding intensifies. "How do we get them together?" Fleetfoot asked. They all looked at each other with pleasing faces and ran to the gym to start their own scheme. Soarin had finally gotten to school, late, and was talking to Spitfire. She was so far the only one of his friends who didn't even assume he had a crush on Rainbow so he could talk to her about the team. "And then, Fire Streak score the final goal for our team and we got to eat the rest of the pizza!" Spitfire finished. "Cool...what flavor was the pizza?" Soarin asked. Spitfire looked at him like he crazy. "The flavor of the pizza wasn't the point of the story," she said annoyed. "Oh right. I've just been kinda distracted," Soarin responded. "Distracted? Distracted with what?" Spitfire asked curiously. "Things." "What things?" "THINGS." "Which are?" "OH MY GOSH SPITFIRE, I WILL SLAP YOU." "Sure you will." "GAH," he yelled as he imagined squeezing her head into the size of a grape. He saw Rainbow walk in the hallway past Spitfire and calmed down now aware that Rainbow could possibly hear or see him. Instead of brushing it off however, he followed her leaving Spitfire to think of why she had just been yelled at. Soarin followed Rainbow Dash to a dark family bathroom at the back of the school. 'What the heck? What is this place?' Soarin thought. It said "Out of Order" on the door, yet Rainbow walked in casually. As if she had been there before.. Soarin threw something between the door before it closed and went inside after making sure she wasn't looking. Luckily for him, the only toilet in this family bathroom was inside a stall, so as quick he could he crawled into, it locked it, and peeped through the edges. Then he paused. 'What the actual fudge was he doing?!' He was about to just run back out of there when he heard soft music through Rainbow's earbuds. He peeked through the edges again to see her softly brushing her hair. She was beautiful in his eyes. More than anything he wanted to rush out there and brush her hair for her. But he couldn't..which really sucked. The music got loud enough for Soarin to make out what it was saying. "You're the light, you're the night. You're the color of my blood." Soarin swore he had heard the song before. At the moment however, it didn't matter, Rainbow began caressing her hair with her fingertips slowly. "...You're the the only thing I wanna touch..Never knew that it could mean so much...so much." Soarin bit his lip backing a way a bit before he looked creepy. Creepier. He didn't wanna seem like a pervert..or a stalker. ".......You can the see world you've brought to life, to life." Rainbow put her hands on her hips, right on the left side, left on the right side. "So Love me like you do, lo lo love me like you do. Love me like you do, lo lo love me like you do..." Rainbow started taking of her shirt slowly, Soarin watching her every move. "Touch me like you do, to to touch me like you do..." Soarin held his breath. "What are you waiting for...?"