My friend, not yours

by Kunama Windrider

Spitfire's attitude

Spitfire groaned. Fleetfoot was late for practice. Again. Her hooves tapped as she wondered what was keeping her. "Team!" she yelled. "Start routine. I'll be back!" Speeding off, she looked at an aqua mare with an orange mane playing with a blue mare with a white mane. She suddenly pulled up. "Fleetfoot! Back to training! And you," she pointed at Lightning Dust," are banned from Cloudsdale! Remember?" Lightning Dust flared up.

"Fleetfoot is my friend, not yours!" she cried. "She would leave the Wonderbolts for me! She doesn't have to follow your orders, because she's"STAMP"not"FLAP"a"STAMP"Wonder"STAMP"BOLT!!!!!!!" Spitfire gasped.

"Is this true?" she asked Fleetfoot, her voice quavering. Fleetfoot shrugged. Then Lightning Dust dragged her away, while Fleetfoot begged her to let go. "It won't work," Spitfire mumbled to herself. "Wait and see..."

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