The FlutterDash Group Collab

Written by Flutterguy89

***

Whoever said ‘absence made the heart grow fonder’ was full of grade-A horsechips.

Rainbow Dash paced the dressing room, her hooves threatening to wear a path in the dense cloud carpet. She stopped for a moment to rub an idle hoof at her form fitting uniform, its elastic fabric seemed to be making her coat itch.

It was no good. Her hooves couldn’t get the job done and the itch only seemed to spread. She began to pick at the yellow and blue uniform with her teeth, growling in frustration as she failed to find relief.

“Something on your mind, probie?” Spitfire  called across the room to the newest probationary member of the Wonderbolts, who now appeared to be attempting to consume her jumpsuit.

“Just… got…an…itch…” Rainbow managed in between the increasingly furious attempts at sating the now all consuming sense of physical discomfort. She let out a final groan of frustration and threw herself back-first onto the carpet.

“Uh huh,” Spitfire responded flatly, her tone dripping with skepticism. “Let me guess: got a special somepony back home?”

The cyan flyer trained her eyes on the ceiling. At Spitfire’s words, a vision of her gentle marefriend danced before her eyes. The way those aquamarine eyes had brimmed with tears as Rainbow left for her first tour still caused Dash’s heart to constrict in grief. But there had been such joy in those eyes too. Fluttershy had felt genuine happiness for Rainbow’s dream come true. Sometimes she wondered if the situation had been reversed, would she have been able to say the same.

“Yeah…” Dash replied, the feeling of discomfort slowly ebbing as she replied. “I, well… I miss her pretty bad. She comes to whatever shows she can, but she has responsibilities too and all.”

“I know the feeling, first few tours were pretty rough on one of my relationships,” Spitfire offered sympathetically.

“What happened?” Dash asked quickly, sitting up and casting an anxious gaze to her senior team member.

“Well,” Spitfire looked away. “We split up.”

“W- what!?” Dash spluttered.

“It’s not like we were that serious,” Spitfire back-peddled.

“Well, that’s not gonna be me and Flutters, okay!” Dash’s voice carried every bit of righteous indignation she could manage.

A tension filled silence settled between the two flyers.

Slowly Dash began to sag, as if a weight had been placed about her shoulders.

“…Will it?” Rainbow’s voice sounded uncharacteristically frightened.

“Not if you don’t let it,” Spitfire intoned with a kind smile. “We, my old coltfriend and I, we never really worked hard to keep our connection strong. We drifted apart. You get out what you put into your relationship, especially in more stressful times. If that marefriend of yours has made it out to some shows she’s already doing better than that stallion I used to run with.”

“Yeah…” Rainbow said as she began to perk up. “Yeah! Me and Flutters aren't gonna call it quits for anything. Together forever!”

Somehow, despite all the worries, she knew the simple mantra was true.