"Oh thank Celestia we're done!" Soarin exclaimed, expressing his delight towards training being over. Now I just gotta find Dash so I can-
"Hey Soar!"
Soarin suddenly turned to see his best friend (even though he wants to be more) Rainbow Dash, trotting towards him, as beautiful as she always was to him, sporting her Wonderbolt uniform with her head exposed.
"Hey Dash! How was training?" He replied, giving her one of their signature hoof bumps.
"Eh, same as always. Waaaaaaay too tough on my body. And that's sayin' somethin'."
"Yeah, old Spitty needs to learn that we're not exactly getting younger every day."
"Heh, so true," Dash replied with a chuckle, Soarin chuckling along with her.
Ok, gotta make it happen at some point, but here's a start, he courageously-yet-nervously thought to himself.
"We haven't had some quality time together the last couple days. Wanna go on a walk?"
"Nah, walking's boring. How 'bout a fly?"
"Okay then."
They took off for the skies, Soarin hoping his chance would come soon.
"So Mr. Co-Captain. Where should we go?"
"Does it really matter, partner-in-crime?"
Rainbow lightly punched him on the shoulder as they flew over Wonderbolt HQ, on their way to wherever the wind takes them.
"Shut up. You're a much bigger troublemaker than I am?"
"Says the one who's almost got denied of her Wonderbolt status because of her reported laziness from the weather patrol."
"Wow, you're a stalker."
Soarin started giggling, which shortly turned into very noisy laughing, which Dash soon joined in on. Once they stopped, Rainbow said something that froze Soarin to his core.
"Did I ever tell you that my friend Applejack thinks I have a crush on you?"
Soarin beamed, "You can't be serious." No frickin' way.
Rainbow smiled as well, "I'm dead serious, man. She thinks that any mare and stallion that are friends must have some romantic interest in each other."
Soarin beamed even harder, "Oh my gosh. That has got to be one of the funniest things I've ever heard." Please tell me that's what I think it means. Please please please...
"I know, right? Of course we're just friends. Plus, I'm not really sure I'm into that mushy stuff anyway."
Well, there goes my chances, Soarin thought to himself, his head hanging a little.
"You okay Soar?"
"Yeah, just tired I guess."
"Come on. There's a cloud over there we can rest on."
He followed her over to the cloud she had seen, where she lay down and patted the cloud next to her to invite him to lay down, which he gladly accepted.
There was a silence that lingered for a while, as they both watched the setting sun.
Okay, Soarin. Now's your chance! If there is any chance left!
"Hey Dash?"
"Yeah?"
"Remember what you said about your friend Applejack?"
"Yeah."
"Well, it's half-true."
"Ok..." Dash said with a hint of confusion in her voice.
"Except it's not you towards me."
Dash turned her head towards his, eyes wide, with a blank expression.
"Wait...does that mean..."
Soarin nodded, causing her hooves to shoot towards her muzzle.
"You probably don't want to believe it, but it's true. One of the reasons I wanted to become friends with you was because I've always dreamt of being with you. I guess your dreams do come true if you work hard, huh?"
Tears started to form in Dash's eyes, as she lowered her hooves, revealing a smile.
"Well Dash, if there's one thing I gotta say before I possibly ruin our friendship forever, it'll be this."
Her face reflected her worry she suddenly felt, as she expected something terrible to follow.
He sat up and turned towards her, to get her full attention. He took one of her hooves as well, and put on the sweetest smile he could muster.
"Will you go out with me?"
Dash's face showed one of shock, which Soarin had expected.
"But Soar, you...you have a marefriend!"
"Yeah, but we talked about this earlier and she was fine with it. So I-"
Soarin's words were cut off by the cyan hoof he was just holding.
"Whoa whoa whoa. So does that mean that you've been planning to ask me out or something?"
Soarin went through what he had said and realized he had given said fact away. Oh well. She was bound to find out eventually.
He looked away and rubbed the back of his head, "Truth be told? Yeah. For a while actually. Ever since you became a Wonderbolt."
Without warning, Dash's hooves were wrapped around him. He was caught off-guard before returning the hug. Sure, they had hugged before, but never with this kind of intimacy.
"Well, Soar, to answer your question, I would love to go out with you. But it's just as friends, right?"
"No, Dash. As partners." He replied with a more serious face.
Once again, a shade of seriousness washed over Dash.
"Wow. Is Spitfire really ok with this?"
"Yeah. Maybe I'll tell you the details of that conversation later. For now," he paused, "let's just enjoy this moment."
No one said anything for quite some time, until Dash broke the silence.
"Well, you ruined our friendship, that's for sure."
Soarin's pupils grew and he turned towards his possibly-new marefriend with a worried look.
"But now it's turned into something much more." She said as she snuggled into his chest, smiling.
Aw man! I can't wait to tell Spitfire how this went! He looked down at Dash. That is, if I'm ever willing to get this mare out of my sight.