Chapter 72: Feeling Kinda Fleety
MLP: FiM
Piercing the Heavens
By: Calm Wind
Chapter 72:
“You guys really trust me that much?” Dash asked as they stepped through the familiar doors leading into the recruit barracks hallway. Little Star hopped up and floated up in front of Dash’s face, grabbing her cheeks and pressing her forehead to Dash’s.
“Sweetie, for the fifteenth time… YES. We would’ve said something if we disagreed,” Star said sternly because it was, indeed, the fifteenth time Dash had expressed her disbelief that they had no problem with her being their captain.
“Heh… Sorry, just having a hard time wrapping my head around it I guess,” Dash admitted whith a sheepish chuckle.
“I fail to see how you haven’t considered it,” Matteo spoke up from the back of the group. “You have taken control more than once throughout the course of our training.”
“I know,” Dash shrugged. “I guess I just never really considered myself captain material.
“The best leaders are the ones who lead naturally,” said Matteo. “You act when necessary, not because you think you should be in control. I’d rather not be in command anyway. I prefer to focus on executing orders, not giving them.”
“Gee, thanks for letting me take all the pressure,” Dash said sarcastically as Twister appeared next to her, holding an orange up in front of his face.
“I prefer eating apples because pear juice reminds me of banana peels,” he explained in a very serious tone while biting into the orange without peeling it.
“Why did you not speak up, huh Twister?” Dash asked, not even flinching at the randomness that just came out of his mouth. Twister shifted his mouth, the whole orange peel coming off the orange in one motion. He swallowed the orange peel and tossed the rest of the orange behind him at Matteo. Matteo flinched, but caught the peeled orange out of the air in his beak. Twister bounced his eyebrows at Dash.
“I’d rather be behiiiiiiiiind you in the formation. Much better view,” he said while snickering. Dash flattened her brow and glared at him.
“You’re in the front spots in the Plus and X formations,” she immediately decided.
“MY PERSONAL DESIRES ARE BEING ABUSED! ABUSED I SAY!” Twister said as he dramatically fainted over Squall’s back.
“Get off,” Squall ordered with an annoyed grunt.
“YOU AREN’T MY CAPTAIN!” Twister wailed while flailing his hooves about.
“Twister, get off of Squall,” Dash quickly said.
“Yes, ma’am!” Twister was back on his hooves walking normally again the instant Dash told him to stop.
“We’re having fun already!” Star joked as Dash rolled her eyes with a smirk. Dash glanced back at Matteo, blinking in confusion after looking at him for a moment.
“Where did the orange go?” she asked as they stopped in front of the door to their squad barracks.
“What orange?” Matteo asked while his eyes slowly looked back and forth. Dash tipped her head.
“The one Twister just threw at you,” Dash explained. Matteo shook his head.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he quickly denied.
“Did you eat it?” Dash asked, a small grin forming on her face.
“No!” Matteo snapped while glaring at her. “I mean…”
“I thought you said there was no orange?” Dash pushed while snickering.
“I’m not bitter about the mess hall not having oranges among the fruit selection,” Matteo added quickly.
“You must really like oranges,” Dash chuckled as she shook her head.
“So what if I do?” Matteo snorted.
“Nothing’s wrong with that,” Dash rolled her eyes. Twister leapt over her and over Matteo.
“IN FACT, HAVE MORE!!!!” Twister dumped a large box full or oranges out over Matteo’s head. Squall, Star, and Dash all quickly stepped away towards the door as the oranges spilled out. Matteo’s head popped out of the pile of oranges and he glared at Twister.
“Now I just feel humiliated…” he grumbled as Twister rolled over on his back, laughing hysterically.
Dash glanced over at Star, who had fallen against Squall’s leg while giggling herself. Squall looked uncomfortable with somepony touching him, but he didn’t shake Star off or tell her to stop. Matteo already had Twister by the neck in his talons and was shoving an orange into his mouth as Dash simply… smiled.
She had only been gone for three weeks, but she had missed them all dearly. She was hoping she’d get a chance to reconnect with Storm as well. That would complete the ring of all the new ponies… and griffon she had come to enjoy being around throughout her time so far. She had a feeling they would make a nice group of friends she could lean on while fulfilling her Wonderbolt dreams. Not to forget Soarin, Spitfire and Fleetfoot of course, but it was great to have individuals on the same level as her that she could trust.
“Alright all of you jokers, let’s check out our new digs,” said Dash as she turned and opened the door to their old barracks. “WHOA!”
Dash’s immediate reaction made all the hilarity stop. Star and Squall looked over Dash’s shoulder. The orange pile disappeared as Matteo looked over the top of Dash, still holding Twister by the neck.
“Check this out!” Star exclaimed as she hovered over Dash and into the room eagerly. The rest followed in behind, taking in the new setup of the room as they moved.
It was the same room they spent the whole month of recruit training in… but it had been heavily rearranged and was much more… spacious than they remember. The bunks had been completely removed and the room had been carved into five personal areas. There was a lane down the center like there was before with the bunks, but now there were only three beds on the left and two beds on the right. The beds were a little wider than the bunks and looked much more comfortable. Each bed had a piece of paper with a name taped to it, labeling which area belonged to whom. On the left side from front of the room to the back, Little Star, Squall, and Twister. Each space was of equal size and marked by lines painted on the floor. The lines were there during the recruit training as well, but none of them knew what they were for until now. All three spaces were complete with the bed, two dressers, a night stand with two large drawers, and a rack for towels.
On the right, Matteo had a slightly larger space due to his bed being twice the size of the others, but everything else was the same. What was different was Dash’s area closest to the door on the right. Her space was twice as large as the others, because beside her bed and essentials in the center, the space to the right of her bed looked like a makeshift office. It had a desk against the wall with filing cabinets to the right of it, a table with chairs in the center, and couch against the wall beside the desk. The couch looked a lot less comfortable than the one in Spitfire’s office, but the whole spot had the look and feel of a makeshift Wonderbolt office.
“Are we in the right room?” Squall asked as he looked around. “There’s no way this is the same shitty barracks,” he said as he stepped towards his personal space.
“This is SO MUCH!” Star bounced up and down in mid-air.
“To think I’ve gotten so used to being shoved in a corner…” Matteo chuckled as he approached his space. “I feel like a prince now.”
“I LIKE MY BED,” Twister snickered as he laid down on the desk in Dash’s ‘office’ space, as she was looking it over. Dash lifted an eyebrow at him before reaching for the desk and tipping it up until Twister slowly slid off and landed on the floor. The instant after he landed he was over in his space. “But this one is nice too, I guess!”
“Wow, Captain,” Star addressed Dash, causing her to flinch slightly. “You get a bunch of space to yourself, huh?”
“Okay, no…” Dash turned around and held her hooves up towards Star while smiling sheepishly. “Don’t go calling me Captain. We’ve all been through too much for that formal stuff.”
“Why not?” Star giggled. “I’d be milking that for all it’s worth!” Star smiled wide while pressing her hooves to her cheeks.
“Maybe that’s why you weren’t named captain,” Matteo spoke up from behind her. Star sharply turned to him and pouted.
“Now listen here you big ol’ bag of feathers…” Star started hovering towards him as Matteo chuckled.
Dash watched as Star landed on Matteo’s head and yanked at his crest feathers as he paid absolutely no mind to her. Dash looked over to see Squall pointing angrily at Twister’s space as Twister constantly touched his hoof over the line into Squall’s space while bouncing his eyebrows.
This… was so awesome. It would take some getting used to, but she was captain of her very own squad. She didn’t care that it was just a recruit squad, she had been given the opportunity to lead her new friends as Wonderbolts. Four new friends that she had come to love and trust just as much as her friends back home. She wished it could be five… they were going to miss Thunderlane dearly… but Dash was hoping to reconnect with Storm. Storm was in need of friends of similar experience and time in the Wonderbolts, and that was something they could provide him.
Dash took a moment to observe and think about each of her new friends.
Little Star was still latched to Matteo’s head. She had been very influential to Dash. Not only was she small and not built for such strenuous work, but she succeeded anyway through hard work and unbreakable determination. It was weird having a filly-sized mare act motherly at times, but she brought comfort to the team and a sharp tongue that would defend herself or any of them should the need arise.
Matteo, who was calmly unpacking his things despite the tiny pony biting his head. Matteo brought a very unique feeling to their group. Not only the first griffon to become a Wonderbolt, but also quite a monster among his own kind. Large, stoic, soft spoken, and very proud of his upbringing and culture, despite being cast out by his own kingdom’s military force. Dash had learned a lot about griffons and their culture from him. A warrior through and through, he would be a valuable addition to the Wonderbolts.
“QUIT IT!” Squall snapped at Twister.
“Don’t you love me?” Twister replied with fake teary eyes.
Then there were these two.
Squall. It had been quite an adventure getting to know him. He was bitter and angry, quick to snap and always scoffing, but he couldn’t hide the fact that he enjoyed the trust Dash and the others had placed in him. He was also a crystal pony… Dash really wanted to see him in crystal form someday. Something pretty and shiny just did not fit his personality at all. Squall would never admit it, but they were his friends, and it was clear he was trying hard to treat them as such… but it would take him a while before he really opened up to them. Especially if a certain instigator kept bothering him.
“Twister, leave Squall alone,” Dash chuckled as she called across the room. Twister pouted and pulled his hoof back.
“And stay on your side!” Squall hissed at him as Twister crouched down and sat as close to the line as possible, sneering over at Squall.
Twister…
Where to even begin about him?
He was weird, strange, silly, crazy, and any word that could be used to describe ‘insane’ either specifically or loosely. What happens if one took Pinkie Pie, gender-swapped her, gave her a different color scheme, ten gallons of sugar, and the power of randomness that would make Discord blush? You get Twister. But… aside from his plain weird and psychotic way of doing things… Dash really didn’t know much about him. She had no idea where he had come from, what he had done before this, or even how old he was. She had gotten clues about his life… He once loved a mare that she reminded him of save for some color differences. He was constantly told to act normal despite his desire to be whatever he wanted to be. He had been pushed around at some point by those stronger than him. Not to mention each of these things were relayed to her in the most ridiculously weird ways possible.
Although she considered him a friend through their training… one thing about him still bothered her quite a bit. She didn’t show it, but she was still very unnerved at how he was able to literally describe her life growing up almost word for word as if he had been there or had known her throughout. It creeped her out more than anything and there was no plausible explanation for it, save for him having stalked her. Which seemed unlikely due to him apparently knowing and loving another mare for so long. He even mentioned that she would ‘never compare’ to the mare he loved.
Twister was a friend, but he was still a mystery. Based on his behavior, Dash was certain that she would know more about him in due time. She didn’t have any idea when, but Twister seemed to trust her to a certain extent over the others. He’d tell her more later… in his own way. At least she hoped, because he had made her far too curious for it to just stop.
Storm Front had mentioned he’d be stopping by, Dash wondered if he was—
“Hello?” a voice came from the open door. Speak of the devil.
“Come on in, Storm!” Dash called to him as she turned back to her bag and began unpacking her things. Dash was sure to bring back the ‘essentials’ to the barracks. Those being her old flight goggles, her copy of the first Daring Do book, the framed picture of her and Soarin, and of course, the sexy poster of Soarin she obtained from Artic Blast after she left. She quickly stuffed the rolled up poster into her dresser before turning to see Storm enter. He was wearing his uniform with the mask off and the goggles around his neck. He gave a smile as Star and Matteo approached him quickly, greeting him as Twister slithered along the ground towards them and Squall just kept going about his business.
Storm had been another interesting case… but a very different one. He was the polar opposite of Squall, hiding the pain and sorrows of his life hidden behind smiles and friendliness. He was trying to be the best pony he can be to avoid becoming a negative product of his own harsh past. He was also a great first pony to meet amongst all of them. She had never had a better first impression of a pony before in her life. The way he so selflessly decided to help out Derpy in the short time she had at the compound during the tryouts.
Storm had also become a great source of motivation for Dash. When he was selected as the new elite, it became her goal to prove that they made the wrong choice. She had nothing against Storm at all, in fact, it was impossible to get angry at him, but she still felt like she had something to prove. She was glad Soarin had been trying to befriend him, Storm needed the support and camaraderie. As Dash herself got to know Storm a little better, it became clear just how far from perfect he was. The way he feared failure and how easily Squall made him blow his top. Dash couldn’t believe it when Storm snapped at Squall during the banquet. It was like she was looking at a different pony… far from the image of kindness that was Storm Front, however it only proved that Storm was much weaker and more fragile than he appeared. He had achieved much, but it couldn’t mend the damage his rough life had caused. The more Dash thought about it, the more it seemed Storm needed friends more than Squall, especially after Storm broke down crying at the sight of all the family and friends gathering at the banquet.
Now if only she could get the two of them to get along…
“I still don’t like you,” Squall hissed as Storm walked around to look at the barracks. Storm stopped, folded his ears back and lifted an eyebrow.
“Good, I still don’t like you either,” Storm said back as he shrugged and kept moving.
“Alright,” Star hovered up between them. “I’m gonna stop you two now before you’re slap fighting again,” she said while giving both of them her signature look of disapproval. Dash grabbed Storm by the arm pulled him away towards her space.
“I’m gonna have to agree with Star here. I want to actually sit and talk to you,” she rolled her eyes and smirked at him. “You know, before you and Squall get lost in a dust cloud… or before you punch me in the face,” she joked. Storm didn’t find it very funny, in fact his ears pointed back up before flopping down sideways as he frowned.
“Aw, c’mon Dash, I still feel terrible about that…” he said with discontent. Dash chuckled at how quickly he went from miffed to sad.
“Oh stop, the hell do you think I am? Some kind of fragile flower? I’ve had more bloody noses than I can count throughout my life, big deal,” she waved a hoof at him while grinning smugly.
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” he said while raising an eyebrow.
“Shut it, or I’ll repay the favor,” she threatened with a pout. Storm blinked, then smirked.
“Fair enough,” Storm chuckled as Dash motioned to the table.
“Well, come on over here, sit down, talk to me. What’s up?” Dash asked as they moved to the table. “What’s been going on these past three weeks? We don’t talk enough.”
“I appreciate the interest,” Storm smiled as he sat down across from her.
“Well,” Dash tipped her head back and forth as she sat down. She glanced back at the others. Star was trying to get Squall to look her in the eyes as she scolded him for being unfriendly to Storm. Twister was trying to grab everything that Matteo unpacked from his back, each attempt was met with balled up talons to the face. She looked back at Storm, this being a perfect chance to start. “I wanna have you as part of the group again, now that we’re not recruit training anymore. We all got here at the same time, I don’t wanna leave you out,” she explained. Storm looked slightly surprised.
“I’m… flattered you think that way,” he smiled while looking down sheepishly. “That’s not gonna be very easy. Squad seven’s schedule is pretty busy.”
“A couple of scheduling conflicts arn’t gonna stop me from trying,” Dash tapped a hoof on the table. “Like I’m gonna let an awesome guy like you go without having some familiar faces to support you,” she paused as he looked at her blankly. “Don’t look at me like that!” she chuckled and smirked. “You were the first new pony I met here… and we worked together and competed in the tryouts… I had a great time with you. To top it off, you were unbelievably awesome and kind to a great friend of mine who really deserves it,” she bounced her eyebrows once.
“Derpy?” Storm asked. Dash gave a nod.
“Mmhmm. You bet your ass you’re worth the effort, buddy. So don’t try to say no.”
“Doesn’t sound like I have much of a choice here, but…” Storm shrugged while struggling to hide a grin. “Why would I say no?”
“That’s right,” Dash said while pointing and winking.
“Thanks Dash, really I appreciate it,” Storm suddenly said seriously. “It’s been rough, I would definitely love hanging with you guys again, when I can of course.”
“Even Squall?” Dash said jokingly. Storm rolled his eyes and snickered.
“I might even come to endure Squall,” he replied.
“Nice choice of words,” Dash chuckled. “So! Back to where we started!” she tapped both her hooves on the table. “Tell me! What have you been up to these three weeks?” she asked again. Storm shrugged.
“Well… I was here,” he replied.
“Duh! I know that,” Dash chuckled. “But I wasn’t! Anything fun happen?”
“I can’t speak for everypony, but I spent a lot of time with Soarin when I was off duty. He took me to a diner in town for breakfast one morning with Captain Spitfire and Commander Fleetfoot.”
“Rusty’s?” Dash asked, remembering the place well.
“You’ve been there?” Storm asked. Dash nodded
“Soarin took me there once. Rusty’s a hoot, isn’t he?” Dash chuckled, remembering the strange earth pony that nearly ran the whole diner by himself while riding on a skateboard. She had been itching to go again for a while. Maybe she’d take her new squad there at some point. She was sure Rusty and Twister would get along.
“He is. It was particularly fun to watch him handle Commander Fleetfoot,” Storm cracked a smile as he recalled it all. “She was harassing me throughout most of the breakfast, but Rusty ended up saving me by playing little pranks on her. He even caught her in a prank that ended with her nose stuck in a pancake on the table next to ours.”
“Fleet’s a sly one, but I would put my bits on Rusty over her any day,” Dash said while laughing at Fleetfoot’s expense. She was one of the biggest pranksters Dash had ever met, so it was fun to see her get a taste of her own medicine every once in a while.
“He’s crazy, but he’s got a heart of gold,” Storm continued. “I couldn’t stop watching him as he went around to families, making the colts and fillies giggle with little tricks and jokes, all while working his heart out. He looked so happy to be doing what he does and was constantly putting smiles on faces. I admire a pony who can do that.”
Dash listened as Storm went on about Rusty, bringing forth some things Dash had never really considered despite having seen Rusty herself. The things that Storm picked out in ponies… it was first evident with Derpy, the way Storm was drawn to her through her carefree and endlessly cheerful attitude. Most ponies new Derpy as a silly, lovable pony at first glance, but Storm quickly found a certain joy to the way she went about life and was quick to acknowledge it.
Now with Rusty, admiring the way the old cook took it upon himself to make the little colts and fillies laugh and cheer, bringing smiles to the faces to families that live in a less than well off part of town. The way he simply did things to help out in his own way and cook nice meals while he was at it too. Storm had a keen eye for the motivations of others, which is why he seemed to fit in so well with Star, Matteo, and herself. He could see what drove them, what made them all tick and take firm steps forward. That may also explain why he detested Squall, because while Squall was indeed skilled, his motivations were a bit… different. As for Twister, Dash was certain Storm was just as confused as she was.
“I never thought of it that way…” Dash thought out loud as Storm nodded again.
“Soarin ended up inviting me to a lot of things Wonderbolt related. We went with a bunch of the stallions to a sports bar near the edge of the upper Canterlot district dinner and drinks. Neither of us had anything to drink, but it was great to get out and have some stallion time with the elites. I even pitched in helping Soarin, Fire, and Wave get the rest of them back to the compound. Let me tell you, Lightning Streak is REALLY hard to catch when he’s drunk.”
“Ha! I can believe it,” Dash snickered as she looked up to the clock. “Hey, dude, it’s great to be back and talk to you again,” she said as she stood up. “I still have to unpack before meeting with Spitfire about my recruit captain duties.”
“You were named captain?” Storm asked eagerly as he stood up as well. Dash nodded and lightly pounded her hoof against her chest.
“And proud to be, especially since none of them objected,” Dash made a head motion towards the others. “I admit, I’m a little nervous, but I’m gonna give it my best shot.”
“Yeah, I don’t think you have anything to worry about,” Storm said with a wink as he got up and gave her a light pat on the shoulder. “Congrats! Don’t let me hold you up here, I’ve gotta catch up with the feather giant anyway,” Storm said while pointing at Matteo. Dash glanced over to see Matteo still casually going about unpacking, with Twister on the floor beside him, stuffed into a pillowcase and tied off so only his head stuck out the top. “Before he kills Twister,” Storm added with a chuckle as he started walking.
Dash smiled as Storm went on to talk to the others, turning to unpack her things. It had been a very long time since she had really connected with Storm, at least it felt like it was. It was awesome competing beside him and learning about him during the tryouts and then they were suddenly pushed in different directions. Dash really did feel bad for him. Obviously for his hardships in life, but more specifically and Wonderbolt related, she felt bad that he didn’t get the chance to experience the recruit training with the rest of them. To learn and grow under the guidance of Silver Lining. Dash wouldn’t trade that experience for anything… and the fact that Storm missed out, to her, felt like another great thing in life that Storm couldn’t experience.
She was sure she could fix that now though. Plus, Soarin was trying to befriend him as well. They could both help him, and the rest of Dash’s new friends could help him as well. She laughed as she saw Storm reach for Twister, only for him to duck all the way into the pillowcase and then the pillow case went flat. Storm picked it up and looked around, but Twister was nowhere to be seen, long gone.
“He does that,” Matteo said without batting an eye. “Give him a little while, he’ll turn up again eventually.”
Yeah, Dash was absolutely certain they could help Storm feel more at home.
“Oh!” Dash perked up before she could get back to unpacking. She turned and looked at Storm again, ready to shout to him, but quickly stopped. She had been so pre-occupied, she had nearly forgotten all about the fact that Storm had just had an encounter with a Shadowbolt. She had an intense urge to ask him about it, but she also quickly remembered that Spitfire said not to talk about it.
As she steeled herself and forced herself to just get her things together, Dash decided that it would be a question better suited for Spitfire herself when she met with her soon, captain to captain. Spitfire wouldn’t keep anything like that from her… Anything about the Shadowbolts was Dash’s business just as much as it was theirs.
“BURNING SOUL OF FLYING CLOUDS COMBUSTION LAUNCH!”
Fleetfoot rolled her eyes as clouds engulfed in fire flew towards her. Dangerous? Yes. Dodgable? More than yes. Fleetfoot made small side to side shifts while hovering in place, the clouds shooting past her and quickly collapsing in on themselves due to water and fire having a history of not getting along very well.
“Well dodged! You are a worthy opponent!” Air Mach yelled towards her from across their private gym.
“This is a reflex agility drill,” Fleetfoot sighed. “You can throw clouds at me without lighting them on fire first, you know. That would save a lot of time and effort!”
“A true stallion makes everything awesome!” Air Mach yelled while pounding his chest.
“A true stallion is also, apparently, an idiot…” Fleetfoot sighed as more clouds engulfed in flames flew at her. “And a terrible shot,” she added as she dodged the clouds without much movement again. “Why does everything have to be the final battle with your arch nemesis?” Fleetfoot asked as she continued to shift and duck with ease.
“The great Animak only has enemies! Friends that are enemies, and enemies that are enemies! They all stand in my way to greatness, and I shall defeat them all to be the greatest!”
“THAT DOESN’T EVEN MAKE SENSE!” Fleetfoot groaned, feeling like her I.Q. was falling as Air Mach continued to banter nonsensically.
Down below, Soarin was sitting on a stretching mat, watching the silly exchange as Air Mach made the simple drill much more complicated and extravagant than it needed to be. He wouldn’t deny that Air Mach was weird… and a bit over the top with everything, but if it made him happy, who was Soarin to question it? It was also fun to watch Fleetfoot fail to handle somepony. It was hard to combat Fleetfoot and her shenanigans, but they were ineffective against Air Mach.
Soarin took a deep breath and relaxed his muscles as he focused. He had taken to practicing his magic much more often over the past few weeks. It had become clear that he was going to be stuck with the magic for a while, so he decided to give it more attention, using some of his personal training time to practice.
A soft glow surrounded the horn as he recalled the magical sensations and let it flow smoothly. He didn’t try to split the thought processes like he had to for picking up multiple objects or creating different images or streams at once. He simply let the magic move all together and swirl throughout and around his body, the soft glow from the horn expanding and surrounding his body, moving about win a waving pattern that made it look like he was surrounded by a gentle, blue flame. This was something he did often now, just getting used to the feeling of the magic flowing in attempt to make it second nature. He wanted to be just as familiar with the magic as a unicorn would be. Especially with Shadowbolts now lurking around, he wanted to be able to call upon it without trouble or strain.
“I’ve seen you do this at least eight times now and it still scares me,” Fleetfoot’s voice broke his focus. He opened his eyes as the blue aura faded, lifting an eyebrow at her as she stood about two yards away. While Spitfire had more or less left him alone to pursue the practice, Fleetfoot seemed to constantly express her curiosity.
Soarin glanced behind her to see Air Mach trying to douse a fire that had started on his cape. He looked back down at Fleetfoot, curious if she had any part in setting one of Air Mach’s hundreds of identical capes on fire.
“I think you just like looking at me,” Soarin said with a smirk.
“HA!” Fleetfoot reacted instantly. “You wish, Princess Campfire. It’s just kind of weird to watch a pegasus I’ve known for years suddenly do unicorn things.”
“Do I scare you now? I knew it was only a matter of time,” Soarin added snarkily as Fleetfoot flattened her brow.
“I oughtta break your horn off for that comment, and you know the one I’m talking about,” she threatened before sitting down. “But I have been wondering…” she spoke seriously. “What does it… I dunno, feel like?” she asked. “I mean, I’d ask a unicorn, but it’s a part of them. It’s natural. How does it feel for you?”
A serious question from Fleetfoot, Soarin was sure that pigs were flying in a snow covered Tartarus. But her reasoning made sense. To unicorns, magic was part of their body. Soarin was in a unique position, being forced to learn control of magic as a grown stallion. He wasn’t quite sure how to explain it, but he’d do the best he could.
“Well, whenever the magic starts flowing, I get little tingles starting from the center of my body moving outward, but it eventually all flows to my head, and through the horn,” he paused and blinked. “And before you say anything, I know how that can be taken sexually, so spare me,” he added. Fleetfoot snickered.
“It’s like you think my mind is always in the gutter or something,” she shrugged. Soarin gave her a flat look. She giggled. “Okay, maybe it usually is but…” she suddenly winced and shivered. "You can feel the magic moving inside of you? That’s eeeeehhhhhh…” she shook her head out. “That’s weird. I don’t think I could take it.”
Soarin couldn’t stop himself.
“You seem to not have any problems with anything else inside you when you take—” he was cut off by a wide eyed, angry stare from Fleetfoot.
“WOW! Low blow, Soarin!” she threw her hooves up. Soarin burst out laughing and fell over, but Fleetfoot didn’t seem too amused. “Yikes, both you and Spitty… just because I like to have a little fun with stallions doesn’t mean I’m a whore…”
“Fleet, it was a joke,” Soarin said as he rolled back up, feeling the sudden shift in mood. “How often to you poke fun at Dash and I?”
“Fine, fine,” Fleetfoot turned away and pouted. “Sorry, I’ve just been getting that a lot lately and it’s starting to bother me,” she huffed and puffed her cheeks out. “I’m sorry that I’m one of the most attractive Wonderbolts, voted sexiest athlete five times in a row by sports media and featured in many magazines! And because I’m single and living it up a little like a good 50% of mares my age do, it makes me a SLUT?!”
Soarin just sat still and stared. The conversation had completely shifted and Fleetfoot was spilling a lot of personal problems to him.
“Uh…” he opened his mouth, but no words came besides, “what?” Fleetfoot looked up at him and blushed, hiding her face with her wing.
“Oh… dammit…” she cursed. “This is awkward.”
“Yeah, a little bit…” Soarin rubbed the back of his head. “Yikes Fleet, I never… uh… knew you were under fire like that?”
“Of course you don’t, I don’t talk about it,” she clarified.
“Do you… want to talk about it?” Soarin asked, not sure what else to say or offer. If that’s how she felt… why did she always act the way she did? He knew Fleetfoot well… very well for that matter. So he felt obliged to at least try and help upon learning something about her she had been more or less silent about.
“Just… please don’t treat me any differently than you do now,” she suddenly asked. Soarin looked at her quizzically.
“Why would I do that?” he asked, but instead of answering him, she kept going.
“The compound is the only place I feel like I can be myself in. Anywhere else I get treated like a sex symbol. I know I’m snarky and I like to tease but’s not what defines me…” she trailed off. Soarin thought over her words, but tipped his head to the side.
“I… uh…” he was trying to find the best way to put it without her taking it the wrong way. “Hate to say it Fleet, but your behavior doesn’t really… help that…” he slammed his mouth shut as she glared at him, but she turned back around and sighed.
“I know… but it’s for fun, not to sleep around or lead on stallions. Nopony outside the compound seems to see it that way…” before Soarin could reply, she stood up quickly. “Sorry, you’ve got crazy-ass dark magic trying to tear apart your insides and I’m complaining about stupid rumors that are getting under my skin.”
“Wait—” Soarin tried to stand up, but right before he did, a sudden weight pressed down on his head and forced him to stay sitting.
“My dear, dear Fleetfoot… I don’t think I’ve ever heard anypony whine about how attractive they are…”
Soarin growled when he heard the voice, flattening his brow and folding his ears back. Fleetfoot yelped and jumped slightly in surprise, but quickly glared and blushed.
“Honestly,” the voice continued. “You Wonderbolts are the most hilariously interesting ponies I’ve ever had the opportunity to observe. Someone should really write a book about all this. Please keep going, I can barely contain my excitement!”
“Discord…” Soarin grumbled. “I was actually enjoying not having you around.”
“Your bluntness is flattering,” Discord’s head curled down and hung upside down and in front of him. “How’s my favorite ticking time bomb doing, hmmm?”
“I wasn’t complaining about being hot!” Fleetfoot shot back, causing both Soarin and Discord to look towards her. Discord snickered and released his elbow from Soarin’s head.
“I dunno, Feetfloot,” Discord casually sauntered over to her. “It sure sounded like it, or did I misunderstand you… did you mean hot AND bothered?”
“What?!” Fleetfoot held her ground and took a defensive position while flaring her wings out.
“Fleet… you’re not gonna win with him… stop before it gets worse…” Soarin mumbled quietly, knowing she wouldn’t listen if he tried.
“Let’s see…” Discord walked circles around her while swaying his hips back and forth in a mocking manner. He stopped after making one full circle around her, turning his head sharply towards her and his eyes glowing brightly with distorted chaos magic. She flinched, and remained still, but nothing happened… at least she thought. “Rivet… Calm Wind…” he began. “Lightning Streak… Fire Streak… Wave Chill…” Fleetfoot’s eyes went wide as he continued. “Oh my! Soarin? Who else… quite a few stallions…”
“Stop!” Fleetfoot shouted as she backed away and threw her hooves over her head.
“You’ve taken some desirable looks at a good eighty percent of the male population in this compound haven’t you? Aren’t you living it up?” he snickered.
Soarin blinked as the names were read off. It was no surprise about his name being there. Fleetfoot had made passes at him in the past, but he wasn’t interested. Not because he wasn’t attracted to her, she WAS very good looking. He just didn’t want it to ruin their long friendship. To be honest, the rest of the names didn’t surprise him either. Fleetfoot was one of the biggest flirts alive, but as she said, it was just what she liked to do.
“Wait… oh, ho?! What’s this?” Discord suddenly chuckled.
“NO! SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!” Fleetfoot leapt at him but he ducked and she flew over the top, falling directly into Soarin, knocking them both over with a grunt.
“Spitfire?!” Discord burst out laughing. “Blaze and High Winds?!”
Fleetfoot immediately rolled off Soarin, turning over, laying her body down on the floor and covering her entire head with her wings as her face began to glow so red that it nearly cast light. Soarin’s ears perked up and his pupils shrank as he glanced at Fleetfoot. Discord was laughing so hard he could barely stand up straight.
“Somepony is bi-curious! I guess when you’re this hot,” Discord’s head spun around and turned into Fleetfoot’s face for a moment, sticking out his tongue and batting his eyelashes like she always did before his face reverted to normal. “You just have to get EVERYPONY involved, eh?”
“Y-you’re bi?” Soarin asked, surprised. Didn’t make a difference to him, but he never knew that about her… did anypony? Fleetfoot only replied with a quiet, helpless wail from beneath her wings.
“Oh, I love throwing wrenches into things,” Discord pulled out a wrench and tossed it over his shoulder. “It really spices things up when you learn dirty little secre—”
“PAH!!!!!!” Air Mach came flying in out of nowhere and landed a clean diving punch directly into Discord’s face, sending both of them careening away from Soarin and Fleetfoot and tumbling to the ground a good distance from where the blow was struck.
“WHAT THE—?” Discord frantically floated up and back onto his feet while angrily facing his attacker. Air Mach rolled onto his hooves, stood up on his hind legs and pointed at Discord, smirking as a glare of light shone off the edge of his pointy sunglasses.
“Barging in and teasing my mare! You must have balls to match that big ugly face!” he shouted while holding the pose and the smirk.
“Your mare?” Discord lifted an eyebrow. “Last time I checked… a few seconds ago, she seems to be EVERYPONY’s mare…” Discord blinked, cracked his jaw and shook his head. “Wait a second, who are you? And who the hell do you think you are? Trying to attack the god of chaos?” Discord hissed at him.
“Who the hell do I think I am?!” Air Mach stamped one of his back hooves hard, shifting his body to point his other hoof forward instead. “Dig the wax out of your ears because I've got something to say! He takes the blazing sun in his bare hooves and endures the searing heat! A stallion’s stallion sustained by strength of will! When you hear of the great Animak, they're talking about me! You'd best remember that!”
Discord just stared, one eye twitching slightly.
“So you’re a dumbass, is what you’re saying,” Discord answered while trying to comprehend what he was hearing.
“The Great Animak fears no gods! Taste my combusting hooves of fury!” Air Mach yelled as he leapt at Discord.
“You sorry fool!” Discord sneered as Air Mach flew towards him.
Off to the side, Soarin shook his head and rolled his eyes.
“He’s actually going to get himself killed one of these days,” Soarin sighed as Air Mach and Discord clashed. As Air Mach got put in a chokehold, Soarin glanced at Fleetfoot, who was still on the floor, covering her face and quivering. “Fleet…” she stood up and stepped over to her, sitting down beside her and draping a wing over her. “It’s okay.”
“No… it’s not,” she whined.
“You know I don’t care what you prefer right?” he clarified for her. As surprised as he was, it wasn’t going to suddenly change his opinion of her.
“It’s still not okay…” she stated firmly.
“Dammit, Fleet, look at me,” Soarin reached down and forced her to sit up. She yelped, and turned herself away. Soarin grabbed her and forced her to turn around. She slammed her eyes shut as she faced him, blushing in complete embarrassment. “It’s FINE!” he said loudly. He grunted in frustration when she kept her eyes closed. “Fleet, we have an extremely openly lesbian couple in the elite ranks who are an accepted part of the Wonderbolt family. Do you honestly think being bisexual is going to make anypony here think differently of you?” he pointed out. She opened her eyes and blinked, but puffed her cheeks out, looking away a moment after. “Besides,” Soarin continued. “I doubt Air Mach heard a word Discord said… so only I heard. I’m not gonna go around parading the fact if you want to keep it a secret.”
Fleetfoot slumped down, defeated. Soarin waited patiently for her to gather herself.
“I just…” she blushed again. “I enjoy ponies, okay?” she paused. “Ponies are fun. I love having fun with them, being silly and flirty, teasing and laughing… it’s not because I’m desperate for sex or to specifically harass them. I love being up close and personal, I love being intimate. I don’t care if it’s a mare or a stallion. I mean… I DO have a stallion or two I currently have a little thing for, but in general, I just love ponies. Is that so wrong?” she struggled to say it all. She instantly looked away and pouted as her face continued to blush.
“Fleet,” Soarin chuckled. “What did I just say?” her placed a hoof on her shoulder. “There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that.”
“You’re just saying that,” Fleetfoot snorted while she continued to look away.
“Shut up Fleetfoot, listen to your princess,” Soarin said with a smirk. He knew she wouldn’t be able to hold it in.
“SNRK…” a smile cracked on Fleetfoot’s mouth. “Stop it,” she demanded as she snickered.
“Deal with it Fleet, you’ll never be half the mare I am,” Soarin continued to poke fun at himself. Fleetfoot burst out laughing and fell over on her back.
“Dammit, Soarin!” she exclaimed as she sat back up and jabbed him in the arm. “You’re awful.”
“And I always will be,” he chuckled. “I don’t care if you’re straight, bi, lesbo, asexual, or self-sexual. I couldn’t care less. You’re still our Fleetfoot.” He winked.
“Thanks Soarin…” Fleetfoot sighed. “Still a little embarrassed… but thanks. Just… this stays between us, got it?”
“My lips are sealed, I promise,” Soarin nodded. “But…”
“What?” Fleetfoot quickly asked with her eyes widening slightly.
“Oh, just curious, you said you had a bit of a thing for a few stallions…” Soarin snickered.
“You’ve heard enough of my secrets today,” she angrily pouted at him.
“Well I have a guess…” Soarin smiled smugly. “There are a few stallions you bother more than others… you also got all over a certain one at the party. All I can say is you seem to like your stallions really big or really small,” he stopped when he saw a blush appeared on her glaring face. “Okay, I’ll stop,” Soarin laughed as she huffed.
“Hey, I just like hugging Rivet, he’s small and cuddlable. Calm… he’s really big, and strong… I REALLY like that, but he’s so shy, I wish he’d be a little more responsive. Fire’s taken, you said no years ago, I already screwed up with Lightning, Wave has Spitfire now…”
“Whoa, whoa…” Soarin chuckled and held his hooves out to her. “You don’t need to spill it all to me, I was just wondering.”
“Er…” Fleetfoot covered her mouth with a hoof. “Sorry, I’m just a little flustered still…”
“BLAZING SOUL OF NOT KNOWING WHO THE HELL I AM ATTACK!” Air Mach’s yelling caught their attention as he swan dove towards Discord.
“You never shut up do you?!” Discord yelled as he flew up towards them. The two clashed in mid-air, blowing each other apart before charging again.
“They’re still going at it?” Soarin blinked as he watched the two clash again and again. “I’m actually surprised, I thought by now Discord would have used chaos magic on him.”
“I know, that’s quite unlike me isn’t it?” said Discord from beside Soarin.
“Yeah… WHOA, WHAT?!” Soarin jumped up and backed away from Discord, who was sitting beside him in an inflatable chair with a bucket of popcorn.
“I wonder how long it will take him to figure out he’s punching a fake?” Discord chuckled as he shoveled handfuls of popcorn into his mouth.
“Could you just stop before he gets hurt? We need him for a show soon,” Soarin asked. Discord lifted an eyebrow.
“Finally, somepony asks me instead of demanding something… I never thought I’d see the day,” Discord chuckled as he snapped his fingers.
“WHOA!” Air Mach yelped as the fake Discord disappeared and Air Mach ran headlong into the wall.
“Oooo…” Discord cringed. “That’s going to leave a mark,” he snickered as Air Mach fell to the floor a few feet below, struggling to stand as if his head was spinning.
“Oh, jeez…” Fleetfoot sighed as she got up and trotted towards him. She was definitely in a humbled mood if she was willing to help Air Mach.
“Now then!” Discord turned completely to Soarin, “Before I was so rudely interrupted twice… I believe we were discussing your magic.”
“And I believe I was relishing the feeling of not having you around,” Soarin asked with a hint of frustration in his voice.
“Always so cold, it’s touching, really,” Discord snickered as he floated up into the air and swirled his body around Soarin, not touching him, but getting close enough to be annoying. “I haven’t been gone, I’ve been watching the whole time, more or less. I admit, you are quite resourceful, doing everything in your power to get used to it.”
“You sound surprised that I’m trying not to die,” Soarin lifted an eyebrow. “Those are my choices, aren’t they? Control the magic or let it destroy me?”
“Am I allowed to show a small bit of admiration for mortals who prove more resilient than most of their kind?” Discord’s arms detached at the shoulders and shrugged way over his head, falling back down and popping back on right after. “I thought it was about time I acknowledged your efforts. Frankly, I thought you’d give up by now.”
“Huh?” Soarin blinked. Was Discord… complimenting him?
“You’ve got quite a sturdy will… but as impressive as this all is to see, I wonder if you can keep it up when it’s all on the line? After all, my ‘assistance’ won’t be up much longer,” he sneered while poking the side of Soarin’s head. “You better hope you’re ready for it when the barrier is gone.”
“You think I can’t handle it?!” Soarin snapped while pulling his head away and angrily glaring. Discord cackled to himself for a moment before shaking his head.
“If only you really knew what you were up against…” he floated up into the air. “You better keep up your confidence, believing in yourself may be the only advantage you have. And I hope you haven’t forgotten what I’ll have to do if you CAN’T handle it.”
“What I’m up against?” Soarin looked up at the horn, then back towards Discord, but the god of chaos was already gone.
“Don’t forget…” Discord’s voice echoed slyly in Soarin’s head. “There’s more than one life on the line…”
---To Be Continued---
Yay new chapter!
Dash reconnecting with all her friends... Storm is getting back involved!
and WOW Discord... revealing the secrets of our favorite characters all the time eh? See Fleetfoot just likes to have fun! In her own little way of course.
And what did Discord mean? Oh he meant lots of things 
Thanks for reading i hope you enjoyed it! 
Stats
Page generated in 0.042 seconds
Total duration
1,008 users online
1,505,583 hits today, 2,280,440 yesterday
FIMFiction
My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Fanfiction
Designed and coded by knighty & Xaquseg - © 2011-2024
Follow & Support Us
Support us
SubStar
Chat!
Discord
Follow us
Twitter
MLP: Friendship is Magic® - © 2024 Hasbro Inc.®
Fimfiction is in no way affiliated with or endorsed by Hasbro Inc.®
the mystery continues.
I can totally see Dash finding out that Fleet is bi from Rarity who found out from Fluttershy who found out from Discord and totally goin "Well that explains a lot."
Then callin Fleet on it when she bothers Soarin and herself
More than one life on the line? *Le Gasp*
Yup, Fleetfoot is still awesome and the best. I love how you write her.
I should draw some FleetWind art sometime soon. Cause it's still one of the most adorable things ever.YYYYEEEEEeeeeeeeeSssssss
calm wind rises again
we love you fleety!
*crowd cheers and holds up heart shaped signs in the distance*
Also did I hear her say she messed it up with lightning? :'(
My ship has sunk
will animak win her heart? He was so cute defending her like that
There is great possibilty for airfloot to set sail in near future
Love animak
can't wait till your next!
-DD
Discord. That was awesome. I say besides Thunderlane, you are my favorite character in this universe. This is going to be fun. Great job.
oooooooooo
Discord!!!!!
Calm!!!!
images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111008152652/mlpfanart/images/1/17/Trollface_Discord.png
*sigh
thank you thank you thank you
Im really glad soarin didn't make a big deal out of fleetfoot being bi , it the way it should be, im thankful for that. also dicord is a dick in this chapter... ok a bigger dick than usual
is that a thing soarin does
just take people he likes to rusty like a little ritual 
. seriously the first thing that came to mind was that soarin was dating storm as well
finally this chapter came a surprise to me, a nice surprise but a surprise non the less, i dont know i just did expect a chapter to be uploaded to day yay
Lightning Streak!? Fleetfoot finds Lightning of all ponies sexy, and nothing about the cerulean Casanova!?
Fleetfoot is bi or rather bi-curious. It explains a lot. But honestly we still love her. But I wonder who Fleet could hook up with.
By more than one life on the line, does he mean Dash? Or the entirety of the Wonderbolt Compound?
Can you do a separate story about what happened with Fleetfoot at Rusty's?!
fimfiction why you do dis!!! my notifications are so broken.
but i'm not complaining about the nice surprise at the end of a bad day!
I really am liking the casual squad shenanigans. i am enjoying day to dayness of the situation while things happen in the background that are setting up for something big.( i have my predictions but il keep those on the down low. fazzizle.
also after many hours of honing my craft and improving i have reached a point where i'm working on fan art again!
this time higher quality and more detailed. on a COMPLETELY unrelated note do you know how hard it is to find a reference for a male griffon in the same style as the show? (hint you can't)
Probably shouldn't have read this at half two in the morning, but oh well.
Fleetfoot is super adorable in this! 
And Discord is a massive pain as usual. But what could he mean? Le mysteries shall continue! 
Also, you missed a speech mark, I think, after Rainbow Dash says 'I never really considered myself captain material' near the beginning of the chapter.
More mysteries so therefore more answers will be shown in the future. Can't wait!
NOOOOO Blast you are the best/worst at the cliff hangers! Excellent chapter. Blast Fleet... Discord... that... ouch. I think Fleet is just young, and hasn't a clue what to do with the fame she has.
Leave it to Discord to shatter the 4th wall.
You know, if Fluttershy found out that Discord was keeping secrets from Dash's lover, I'd imagine that she wondered why he do something terrible like that. She even add something like:
Fluttershy: Oh, Discord, how could you do something like that? I mean, I thought were friends. After all, friends should always trust each other and never, EVER keep secrets from one another. I mean, don't you trust me? Don't you care about our friendship, Discord?
She'd probably say more than just that of course, and I'd imagine that Discord would find it a bit upsetting that she say that too. I'd also know Discord would counter in asking if she's got any secrets she hasn't told him. No doubt she'd have the courage to say this:
Fluttershy: Alright, if really want to know, then I'll tell you: I've been dating Applejack's brother, Big Macintosh for a long while now and I love him very much. There, I've laid out my biggest secrets. Now, would you please tell me yours, my friend? I mean, if it involves Rainbow Dash or her other friends, like Soarin, I'd really like to know so I could possibly help them if they're some possible danger sometime soon. I'd rather see them come to harm.
How would Discord reply to that? After all, he has been on good terms with Fluttershy socially since his reformation (I'd even imagine that he'd ask her to Pinkie Pie swear not to tell anyone else what he'll tell her).
Woowee! That was one awesome chapter! You already gave me a few ideas for some new art!
Oh! Also, here have some weird and happy narwhals!
[youtube=www.youtube.com/watch?v=anM1N5oN-OM]
Why, why has it taken me this long to realize and figure out. I feel like a merp a herp for not noticing this before. Everypony get your tinfoil hats on and settle in for a trip!
Rainbow Dash
Squall
Matteo
Little Star
Twister
Storm
Six unlikely ponies all brought together in friendship by one, leader, if you will. Leader being Rainbow.
Sounds awfully familiar....
img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111205172131/mlp/images/2/2c/Main_ponies_activated_the_Elements_of_Harmony_S01E02.png
The Mane 6 has six unlikely ponies all brought together in friendship by one leader, Twilight.
So if we look at these two universes, one created by His Grace, Calm of House Wind, First of His Name, King of the Andals and the First Ponies, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, and Protector of the Realm, we have two groups of 6 unlikely ponies brought together by the leadership of one into friendship. Coincidence? Let's look deeper.
Two groups of six. Six divided by two is three. This series has what I like to call three points of emphasis, The Bolts, The Gods(Discord and the Princesses) and the Other Bolts(Shadowbolts). Want to know what else has three points? That's right. A triangle. Six divided by two is three, three Points of Emphasis, a triangle has three points, the Illuminati is also a triangle therefore Rainbow Dash is Captain Friendship and Calm Wind is Illuminati CONFIRMED
i.imgur.com/s8JlpMN.gif
i.imgur.com/H87bxof.jpg
You got some 'splainin to do.
5711234
*wraps self in tin foil* I am an anti-Illuminati burrito. Fear me.
I know this is pointless derp derpity derpyness but at the end and this is just a theory I think discord means if soarin goes spitfire and dash go or just him and dash since they are connected do to saving him
5711234
static.fjcdn.com/comments/I+just+watched+mulan+with+my+girlfriend+for+the+first+_dd8a6751218a47d2d18ca062a595620e.jpg
i cant take this seriously my friend does thissort of thing all the time you can do this with anything
im bi-curious...
Wow that cliff hanger... You know, you can be really evil sometimes
. But seriously awesome chapter... YAY STORM IS BACK!
5711234 Oh crap...
I had my suspicions all along...
I really miss Thunderlane.
But it's okay because I know we'll most probably see him again soon.
Foreshadowing, what are you doing here? But seriously, this can only end badly
Oh god Fleet don't cry! Ur not the only bisexual mare in this world. i am to
plus you've got great friends who support and love u. But if u look at Dash like that, Soarin might have to kill u
Ah yes. A good read. Can't wait for dash to do some epic captainy things.
And it was good to see the living set up they will be experiencing... But what happened to Silvers room that he had at the back???
This was awesome!
Aww, Fleet. You're annoying, but I still love you, even if you're bi!
Cool chapter and I'm thinking on what discord said more than one life on the line I'm wondering if it's something related to dash
If he has to choose if dash or he himself has to live of course the answer is obvious but I think it's more complicated than thatI SHIP CALM X FLEET!
And no complaining about it calm. Or I would drag you to fleet to sort it out yourselves.
*grabs you an magical aura and drags you to fleets house*
5709968
cdn.meme.am/instances/500x/19133980.jpg
5709971
LE GASP INDEED!
5709976
Dohohohohohohohohohooho
5710020
Hahaha "airfloot" i like that
Thanks for reading!
(Ah yes if you recall ive brought up more than once a night where Fleetfoot was really drunk and stuff happened with Lightning streak)
5710040
Discord, the troll of the universe
5710041
Thats how i like to write Discord, An ass that knows more than everyone else and rubs it in their faces "
And oh jeez.... haha that could be taken that way with Soarin and Storm, i should have worded that better
5710140
Lol those were just ones named off first, Discord named many more but i didn't want to fill up the whole page with them
5710154
Makes no difference, as Soarin said. But that explains her willingness to get real hoovesy with EVERYPONY
5710285
Indeed who could DIscord mean?
5710320
Oh the pancake on the nose prank?
maybe at some point
5710345
Fleetfoot is my favorite female Wonderbolt, it was great to give her some more attention
5710525
derpicdn.net/img/view/2014/1/18/527784__safe_screencap_griffon_rainbow+falls_irma_gaston_natalya_griffon+team.png
derpicdn.net/img/view/2014/1/20/530097__safe_animated_screencap_griffon_rainbow+falls_spoiler-colon-s04e10_loop_stretching_irma_gaston.gif
Just this guy really
5710569
Ah thanks for that, and yes, fleetfoot is adorbs
5710632
Gotta keep everyone on the edge of their seat amidst the shenanigans
5710666
i actually know someone like Fleetfoot, she's often accused of being a little too flirty and teasey and willing to throw herself at someone, but she honestly just loves people and being intimate with people.
5710697
i.imgur.com/6pmGxlY.png
5710776
Knowing the way i like to write discord he'd find a way to weasel out of it while learning Fluttershy's secrets anyway, but make it all seem like a fair tradeoff
5710960
HAHA i love that song!