Just nearby...
Spitfire and Fleetfoot were giggling like crazy.
"Wow. That really was fun," Fleetfoot said.
"Wait, there's more..." Spitfire told her.
"So is it true? Huh? That you're faking to be MY best friend?! I mean, how could you?! I thought you were my friend, I trusted you! How could you do this to me?!" Dash yelled at Soarin.
"That's a lie! Do you seriously believe those two?! I can't believe your dumb enough to be fooled!" Soarin yelled back.
"Who are you calling dumb, liar! Just spit it out, Soarin! Stop lying! I've had enough already!"
"DON'T BELIEVE THEM! THEY'RE A BUNCH OF LIARS, PLEASE!"
"OH YEAH, PROVE IT! PROVE IT TO ME THAT THEY'RE LYING!"
Soarin remained silent because he couldn't think of anything that either Spitfire, nor Fleetfoot had done to him.
Dash shouted, "So you can't think anything, huh? That's good, because you know that they are YOUR best friends. You know what? Fine! You know who's the real liar here? YOURSELF!!" She slapped Soarin's face and ran as fast as she could going home.
Soarin just stood their speechless. As he watched Dash run away, he stood there sighing. "Oh, Dash. If only I could explain it to you...." he said to himself as he walked away, sighing.
Spitfire and Fleetfoot were laughing like a mad scientists.
"See? I told you it was fun," Spitfire said in between laughs.
"Gimme five, Spitz," Fleetfoot told her and gave her a high five.
"Hey Fleet, let's get outta here before he finds us."
"I agree."