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Ponywatching - ThunderTempest



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Legacy Prompt #9: Long Awaited

Rainbow Dash stood outside the room in the Los Pegasus Aerodrome that Spitfire had temporarily converted into her office while the Wonderbolts were in town. She knocked on the door, and at Spitfire’s call, she entered.

“Reserve Rainbow Dash reporting, Ma’am!” said Rainbow, snapping off a salute as she’d done every other time she’d been called up to help with the Wonderbolts as a reserve. Such things usually meant helping behind the scenes, but Rainbow always held out hope that one day, they’d ask her to take part in a performance.

“Ah, Rainbow. I’m glad that the letter reached you in time-this is a bit of an emergency, and to be honest, you were our first call. You’ve performed admirably every other time we’ve called on you, so you’re definitely moving up in many of the Wonderbolt’s books.”

“Thank you ma’am,” said Rainbow, itching to know what Spitfire was going to get her to do this time. Unfortunately, it would be rude to outright ask, and as potential employers and teammates, Rainbow wanted to make a good impression.

“You’re needed in the locker room, Rainbow Dash. Soarin wanted you in there. Likely, you’ll be checking flightsuits.”

“Yes ma’am!” said Rainbow, taking that as her dismissal. With a final salute, she headed out the door. Once she was outside, she looked around, searching for the corridor to the lockers.

‘Okay, it’s just flightsuit checking,’ thought Rainbow, ‘it’s not a flight position, but it’s closer.’ As lost as Rainbow was in her thoughts, she didn’t notice Spitfire come out of her office, and follow behind Rainbow Dash as Rainbow walked towards the locker rooms.

“Rainbow!” called Soarin, as Rainbow Dash entered the locker rooms, “So glad you could make it.”

“Thank you, sir. What did you guys need?”

“Just need you to do a full equipment check right now. You know, make sure that everyone’s locker has the right stuff in it. Once we get closer to go time, you’ll be doing last-minute suit checks. Here’s your clipboard.” Rainbow Dash sighed, took the board filled with the information of all the Wonderbolts rostered to perform that night, and started with her task. She could have been at home right now, celebrating her birthday with Rarity, but instead, she was here in Los Pegasus, and Rarity was in Canterlot, selling fancy dresses to fancy ponies. As usual, the list was in alphabetical order, so by the time that Rainbow Dash got to the R’s, she was almost done with the checks.

“R. Dash,” she muttered, still absorbed in thoughts of missed dinners and birthiverasies with her friends in Ponyville. She opened the marked locker, and seeing the fresh, unworn flightsuit hanging there, “size four, check. Goggles, check. Powder, check.” With the check completed, Rainbow suddenly paused. Her eyes went back and forth from locker to sheet, back to the locker, and finally over to Spitfire and Soarin.

“Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh.”

In the corner, Spitfire smirked, and Soarin groaned as he handed ten bits to his Captain.

“Happy birthday, Rainbow Dash, and congratulations. You’ve earned this.”

****Time****

After the performance was over, and all of her now teammates were congratulating Rainbow on a near-perfect first performance, there was a knock on the locker room door. Spitfire, being the closest, went to answer it.

“Rainbow? It’s for you,” said Spitfire, opening the door to reveal Rarity, who was sporting one of the wigs that had been specially made for Rainbow’s debut.

"Hello, dear. You didn't really think I'd miss my marefriend's first performance, did you?" said Rarity. Rainbow didn’t even hesitate, and launched herself clear across the room and kissed Rarity on her mouth.

“Best Birthday Ever!” said Rainbow, once she’d come up for air, and then she dived right back into exploring Rarity’s mouth with her tongue as she flew off, holding Rarity in her hooves.

Author's Note:

Written for Legacy Prompt #9, over on the TMP Group Forums.

The Prompt: Happy Birthday, my love.

It's official. I think I have an OTP. send help.

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