Rainbow Dash's Cloud House: Cloudsdale
Bring! Bring!
Scootaloo groaned and stuffed the pillow over her head to try and drown out the sound of the alarm clock ringing. Wonderbolts themed it may have been, but that didn't mean it wasn't completely annoying to hear this early in the morning, or any other time of day for that matter. Scootaloo mumbled a few very unfilly friendly curses she'd learned from Rainbow Dash towards whatever moron of a pony had decided to be the one to invent alarm clocks in the first place.
Bring! Bring!
"Oh, won't you just shut up and leave me be?" Scootaloo muttered to herself but still that thrice-be-damned sound persisted.
Bring! Bring!
So finally, Scootaloo had enough of it. With a mighty buck that would do Applejack, or at least her younger sister proud, she sent it flying out the cloud home's bedroom window and crashing all the way down to the ground below and making it shatter into a million pieces. One tiny gear even flew through Time Turner's mane, and shaved off a little bit of hair from his head.
"Oi, it's bad enough there aren't any fish fingers or custard at the marketplace, but now this? Well, I say this is just the bloody last straw for me today!" He exclaimed quite annoyed by this sudden case of bad luck, while his wife Derpy Hooves and her two children Dinky and Derby could only do nothing but erupt into fits of giggles at the sight of him.
"Well, so much for family support around here..." Time Turner muttered at the turn of events and his family's amusement.
Back up in Scootaloo's bedroom, the young filly yawned and stretched her forelegs, before pulling off the teal blue sheets covered in Rainbow Dash's Cutie Mark and tossing them to the side before she ruffled up her purple mane to it's natural messed up style and then picked up her Spitfire plush she'd gotten ahold of from that ill fated air show back in Canterlot the Cons had attacked and looked at it seriously before speaking to it.
"Well, time to start another awesome day. I'll see you later tonight." She promised before leaping out of bed and to the cloud comprised floor and going for the door but before she could open it she was beat to it by none other than Rainbow Dash herself.
"Hey squirt, ready to come down to breakfast?" She asked before she noticed something and rubbed a hoof through her mane in confusion.
"Hey, wasn't there a clock in here?" She asked and Scootaloo blushed before she quickly thought up a lie.
"Er... I lost it?" Scootaloo replied to her adoptive sister sheepishly.
"Okay..." Rainbow trailed off, not entirely believing her. "Anyways, I'm making pancakes!" Rainbow proclaimed and before she could even finish speaking her sentence, Scootaloo was already gone in a puff of smoke leaving the older pegasus to chuckle to herself.
"Heh, kid's getting to be as almost as fast as me. Almost." Rainbow smiled before she followed after her young charge down the stairwell to the dining room. It was while Rainbow cooked the absolutely mouth-watering smelling pancakes to the tune of Positive Charge, Negative Charge's Shot Down in Flames as Rainbow hummed along to the song that then the doorbell rang.
Ding-Dong! It went and Rainbow sighed before she muttered "Yeah yeah, I'm coming. Hold your horses..." before she went to the front door and opened it. Her jaw dropped several feet at who she saw.
"Hey cadet, surprised to see me?" Spitfire laughed at Rainbow's expression as the Wonderbolts reserve member struggled to pick her jaw up off the floor before quickly saluting her commander. You see, Rainbow had become a Wonderbolts reserve member just only a week ago after training at their academy, nicknamed "Top Wing" despite having issues with a reckless fellow pegasi named Lightning Dust. Rainbow frowned mentally at the memory of her. She was what pegasus could have become if she cared only about herself and just showing off. Absentmindly, she wondered whatever happened to her. Rainbow then brought her thoughts firmly back to the present, and Spitfire, when said pony coughed.
"You distracted by my looks cadet? I know I'm attractive but..." Spitfire teased.
"Captain S-Spitfire sir, no I mean ma'am!" Rainbow corrected herself before she continued. "W-What are you doing here ma'am?" The multi-color maned pegasus asked in a shocked tone to which the Wonderbolts Co-Captain could only chuckle.
"Relax cadet, we're not on base so it's just Spitfire right now. So just calm down. I'm supposed to be the one with a stick up her ass all the time." Spitfire responded in a joking manner and Rainbow, upon hearing this relaxed her posture and rested a hoof up against the doorframe.
"So... Uh... Spitfire, what use of my awesome services do you need? Decepticons need a flank-kicking? Clouds busted?" Rainbow asked excitedly before a idea came to her mind and a big excited grin stretched itself across her face. "Wait, are you finally here to promote me to a full fledged Wonderbolt?!?" She asked, but Spitfire shook her head.
"Actually, it's not you I'm here to see." Spitfire smirked and soon all of Ponyville below heard a certain young filly's excited shout of "YYYYYYEEEEESSSS!!!"
Later that day...
"Alright, stretch those little wings of yours!" Spitfire barked in full drill sergeant mode at Scootaloo as they stood in a empty field somewhere outside Ponyville with Spitfire ready to begin the young filly's first day of flight training. Spitfire growled to herself, Scootaloo should have received this training much sooner in her life, every pegasus should be up there flying in the sky feeling the wind rushing through their manes. Whoever thought it a good idea to put off her training this long was a idiot and deserved to be put on the Dizzitron at it's highest setting and used as it's personal guinea pig-er, safety tester. If somepony had actually cared enough to train her earlier, (She couldn't blame Rainbow Dash, as the pegasus had only learned of the problem after Spitfire has told her.) then maybe Scootaloo would have been flying sooner, wing problems or not.
"Yes ma'am!" Scootaloo shouted back before she spread her tiny wings just like her trainer asked.
"Now, all you need to do is take a running start." Spitfire continued, and Scootaloo looked at her before Spitfire barked loud and clearly "NOW!" in a authoritative tone that left no room for argument. Scootaloo swallowed hard, she could now see clearly why Spitfire was known as the Flank-Buster among the Wonderbolts.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Discord to free himself from stone and offer you a care package, sympathy cards and do the hokey pokey for you?" Spitfire asked sarcastically and finally Scootaloo took her running start and at the end of it, jumped as high as she could and flapped her little wings as hard as she could muster. But it was all for naught as she never made it but a few inches from the ground and landed there emitting a soft "Oof!" as she created a small dust cloud of dirt from her landing.
"Again!" Spitfire ordered. She intended to get Scootaloo flying no matter what it took.
"Hey... Uh, maybe we could ease up on the training a bit?" Scootaloo asked but Spitfire shook her head.
"No, we'll work all day if we have to just to get you to finally fly. That's what you want right?" Spitfire asked.
"B-But I had crusading scheduled with the girls later today!" Scootaloo exclaimed in shock.
"Well, too bad! You'll just have to re-schedule for a later date." Spitfire responded in a annoyed tone as she thought "This is why I never work with kids."
"Rainbow Dash would never treat me like this!" Scootaloo shouted back in anger, nearly close to tears.
"Well, I'm not Rainbow Dash am I?" Spitfire finally snapped, and at this Scootaloo burst into tears her image of one of her heroes shattered to bits in her mind as she ran off into the distance sobbing. Mentally, Spitfire herself looked unshakened but really wasn't as she cursed herself.
"Well, now you've gone and done it Spits. You've probably broken a little filly's faith in you. Hope you're real damn proud of yourself." She mused and looked towards the sky and asked "What would you do mother?"
When she of course received no answers, Spitfire growled to herself and muttered "Gah, maybe I'll feel better after a couple of drinks..."
Wonderbolts Academy
A hour or two later, after Spitfire had spent some time at her favorite bar in Cloudsdale, the Mighty Wing, she received a visitor. Or rather two visitors.
"Uh, yeah. I believe we need to speak." A male's voice said from Spitfire, and she felt two huge forms looming over her while she saw the cadets she was training for the day run off and Soarin said "Uh, I think I need to take my leave." before quickly joining them. Now rather worried, Spitfire turned, and then found herself looking upwards at the forms of the Autobots Prowl and Grimlock, both with their arms crossed as a huge white and red jet fighter rested nearby, obviously another Autobot. Spitfire didn't even need to guess why they were here.
"So, lemme guess... You heard?" Spitfire asked dryly, trying to mask her worry with humor. Grimlock wasn't fooled in the slightest and Prowl had to hold him back.
"Easy Grimlock. Let her explain herself first." Prowl said in his usual calm and logical tone.
"There's nothing to explain. I broke a filly's trust." Spitfire replied to him, quite ashamed of herself.
"Yeah, and me Grimlock ought to fry you for that with me's fire breath." The Dinobot leader growled before he let out a resigned sigh. "But you ponies preach love and tolerance, so me give you one more chance. But just one, understand?"
Spitfire nodded nervously, suddenly feeling like a little filly herself.
"Scootaloo told me Grimlock about what happened, all in tears." He snarled, and Spitfire worried if the T-Rex transformer was about to scorch her with his flamethrower. But he didn't. Instead, he had this to say.
"And me think I know where you went wrong. You're treating her like a full grown adult, like one of your cadets here instead of like the filly she is." Grimlock theorized as Spitfire nodded as she knew he was right. Prowl stared at his fellow Autobot in shock.
"Since when did you get so wise?" He gaped.
"What you talk about? Me always been this smart. But you no tell anyone agreed? I have a reputation to uphold, after all. Don't want Decepticons to know me am getting soft." Grimlock laughed.
That evening, just as Celestia's sun was beginning to set casting a red and gold glow over the horizon Spitfire was back at Rainbow's cloud home outside Scootaloo's bedroom with the door directly in front of her muzzle. She took a deep breath before knocking.
"May... May I come in?" Spitfire asked nervously. She had to do this right after all.
"Yeah... Sure, I guess." Scootaloo muttered to herself and Spitfire opened the door to the bedroom.
"What do you want?" Scootaloo asked, a slight growl in her voice and her eyes still red from crying.
"To apologize. I should have realized, you're not like any of the cadets I normally train. You're just a kid, and I should be treating you like one and lighten up the training... But just a little, understood?" Spitfire replied, genuine apologeticness and shame in her voice. She waited for any insults that che was sure to come. Instead, all she got was a look of confusion from Scootaloo.
"What changed your mind?" She asked.
"Well, your dad may have come down to see me at Flight Camp and gave me a kick up the flank that I needed. ...And he may have slightly threatened to fry me with his fire-breath." Spitfire admitted, rubbing her head sheepishly while Scootaloo laughed. That was Grimlock alright.
"Thank you. Just thank you... Sister Spitfire." Scootaloo whispered as she hugged her, and the Wonderbolt could only smile as Rainbow Dash looked on, and wiped a tear from her eye.
END