Chapter 1 - A Fun Day Out

Thanks to Macho Madness for editing!

Leadership is defined as “A process of social influence in which one pony can enlist the aid and support of others in the accomplishment of a common task"

In Spitfire's world there was no such thing as 'a common task.' She is one of Equestria's elite flying aces and head of the famous aerobatics team known as, the Wonderbolts. Of course there are some slight downsides to this: sprained wings a few gashes here or there, the occasional concussion. That never stopped Spitfire really.  She doesn't know how to live any other way.  After all, when you have no family, you have to make your own life.

It was a secret Spitfire had kept from everyone, including her best friend and co-worker Soarin' who had been working with Spitfire since they were back in the academy. Spitfire had never found the need to tell anypony. Nor has she ever been confronted about her past, but today that was all about to change.

Spitfire had just preformed at their main stadium in the great sky city known as Cloudsdale. The yellow Pegasus was now in the main V.I.P hall which was the gathering for all the rich pegasi who had paid to see the Wonderbolts personally. The thing Spitfire didn't like about these events was that the rich ponies in Equestria only talked about one thing: 'Business'. There was never any normal conversation. Just lots of ponies talking about how much money they're going to make by letting the Wonderbolts advertise for them. Spitfire hated every minute of it.

The leader of the Wonderbolts casually walked around the cloud hall, trying to spot out any ponies who she could at least talk to without getting into a business proposition.Then out of the corner of her eye she saw a flash of rainbow. She turned around to see a rainbow maned Pegasus at the v.i.p entrance, arguing with the guard at the entrance to the hall. Her ears perked up as faint words floated to her over the din of the party.

"Come on, I just need to speak with Spitfire!" The rainbow maned pegasus pleaded, the guard shook his head firmly.

"Sorry, but if you don't have a pass you don't get in," the stubborn security guard said as he held his position in front of the red rope, Spitfire approached the desk and tapped the security guard on the shoulder. The large grey stallion turned around to face Spitfire.

"Can you let my friend in please?" Spitfire asked, giving the stallion one of her captain glares which would even give Fluttershy's a run for its money, the stallion guard gulped before nodding and undoing the red rope to let Rainbow Dash in.

"Heh, thanks Spitfire" Rainbow Dash said as she turned to look at the guard

"You just better hope that if you ever fall off the Cloudsdale Colosseum I'm there to catch you" Rainbow Dash replied with a smirk. The two fast flyers made their way back into the Hall, Spitfire turned to see Rainbow Dash open her backpack and see a little orange pegasus jump out. She checked her mane and then turned to look at Spitfire with widening eyes.

Rainbow Dash smiled, "Spitfire this is Scootaloo. She's my sister and it's her birthday today" Rainbow said with a sheepish grin on her face, Spitfire looked down at the filly.

"Never knew you had any siblings Dash," Spitfire said ruffling Scootaloo's mane making the filly giggle.

Rainbow shrugged, "She's not my sister by blood, but I did agree to take her under my wing." She looked down at Scootaloo with a grin. "Didn't I, squirt?" Rainbow asked Scootaloo who nodded with a smile a mile wide.

"Yeah! Rainbow Dash is awesome" Scootaloo said jumping into the air and flapping her small wings, Spitfire giggled.

"Well then you need to come with me. Let's see if we can't get you a few birthday gifts"  Spitfire said as she turned and led the two pegasi to an abandoned table which spitfire had used only a few moments ago to do her autograph signing for her fans.

Spitfire picked up a bold pen and took a poster off the stack of papers and flyers and wrote down something on it before handing it to the filly. Her eyes widened as she looked at what she just got.  Spitfire's autograph! She thanked Spitfire for it with a wide grin and couldn't even take her eyes off the poster. Spitfire thought she needed something more though.  She looked up and remembered she had left her goggles on her head.  She took them of and signed the strap before handing it to Scootaloo.  The little filly gasped with excitement, and Rainbow's jaw  hit the floor.

"Are you sure Spitfire?" Rainbow Dash said as she looked at Spitfire in astonishment at what the mare had just done.

Spitfire nodded, "Heck yeah Dash, we get new goggles each time we go out on stage. It's not a big deal" Spitfire said casually. The tiny filly rushed up to Spitfire and wrapped her legs round her hoof since she wasn't big enough to hug her properly.

"Oh thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Scootaloo said squeezing Spitfire's hoof tighter, Spitfire found her self giggling again at the little filly's antics. Scootaloo eventually let go of Spitfire's hoof and Spitfire ruffled her mane. Spitfire then looked to Rainbow Dash who had a slight blush on her face.

"Sorry I need to use the fillies room," Dash explained.

Spitfire smirked, "Second door on the right." She pointed out the appropriate corridor and Dash sped off down the hall nearly knocking the punch bowl over.

Spitfire looked down at Scootaloo who was now wearing her new goggles around her neck and staring at her poster star struck by this whole evening.

"So then do you live in Ponyville?" Spitfire asked, Scootaloo nodded

"Yeah It's a nice town" Scootaloo replied with a smile on her face. Spitfire leaned over and saw Scootaloo's wings which were very small, even for Scootaloo's frame. Spitfire didn't want to ask the question, but she couldn't think of anything else

"So." She paused for a moment, uncertain.  "Can you fly?" Spitfire asked hesitantly. She felt her heart sink slightly when she saw the filly's head sink low 'Well done there Spitfire.  You've known her 10 minutes and you already made her feel like crap,' she thought to herself. Spitfire put a hoof on the filly's back and leaned down to meet her at eye level.

"Hey it's okay if you're a bit late," she said nervously. "I-I was too!" She added without thinking. Scootaloo looked up at Spitfire with wide eyes, "Really!? You?" she asked.  Spitfire ruffled her mane "Sure, I wasn't much older than you are probably." She leaned in and whispered into Scootaloo's ear, "Don't tell anyone, but I was 11 when I first did it."  She drew back and Scootaloo looked at her with amazement in her eyes. "No way,"  she said.  Spitfire shrugged, "Yeah. I flew first when I was 11. Then I first crashed soon there after." she chuckled at her own misfortune. Spitfire then suddenly remembered 'I've never told anypony about that.' She thought. Just then Rainbow Dash returned.

"Hey is this place just full of rich ponies Spitfire?" Rainbow Dash asked raising an eyebrow at the yellow pegasus, She just nodded as she got back up onto all fours and looked around the hall. Then an idea popped into her head and a sly smirk tugged at her lips.

She looked down at Scootaloo, mischief in her eyes. "Hey Scootaloo, you wanna have some fun?" Spitfire asked, Scootaloo looked up and nodded, Spitfire leaned down and whispered into her ear.

Five rich pegasi where standing in a circle with their drinks in hooves. Scootaloo looked back at Rainbow Dash who gave an encouraging nod, Scootaloo grinned and walked up to the ponies standing around, she tapped the stallion's hind leg to which he and the other four mares in the group turned to face the orange filly, Scootaloo put the plan into action and widened her eyes as she put on her most innocent tone

"Hi" Scootaloo said as she looked to at the stallion. The four mares around him aww'd and said hello to the young Scootaloo. Meanwhile Spitfire silently moved up behind the rich snobs who had now put their drinks behind them as they leaned forward to look at the adorable sight, Spitfire could hardly contain the laughter as she switched the drinks that where on the small plates and casually walked away, Spitfire winked at Scootaloo, telling her the job was complete, Scootaloo then looked back up at the mares before smiling and taking off.

Spitfire, Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash burst out laughing when one of the mares tried what she thought was her original drink before spraying the contents all over the stallion in front of her.

"Hahaha, great job squirt!" Rainbow Dash said, as Scootaloo rolled on the floor giggling. After the three recovered from their prank, Dash sighed and looked at the clock in the hall before turning back to Scootaloo who was still talking to Spitfire.

"Come on squirt, we've gotta get going," Rainbow said. The orange filly's ear's drooped as she moaned, "Can't we stay longer?" Spitfire felt her heart sinking again.  She smiled and put her hoof under the small filly's chin, lifting her head up.

"Hey Scoootaloo its okay. I'm sure I can come visit in Ponyville some time," Spitfire said in a happy tone, Scootaloo cheered and pumped her hoof in the air again just like when she first met Spitfire before making her way back over to Rainbow

"So when can you come over Spitfire?" Scootaloo asked in a hopeful tone.

Spitfire pondered for a moment before saying, "I can come over next weekend. How does that sound?" Spitfire asked.

Scootaloo beamed with excitement. "That sounds awesome!" Scootaloo replied, Spitfire leaned down to ruffle the filly's mane again, but this time Scootaloo hugged her neck. Spitfire felt a warmth of happiness wash over, she hugged the filly back as she felt a new connection towards Scootaloo, soon though the hug ended and the two pegasi waved goodbye to Spitfire before leaving.

After a few more hours the v.i.p hall soon dispersed and a worn out Spitfire made her way to her room. Spitfire opened the door to her hotel room and collapsed onto the bed. She had been thinking about Scootaloo since she had left. She felt so happy around the filly, but something told her that Scootaloo was hiding something. 'No, it can't be anything' Spitfire thought wiping the idea from her mind as she got under the covers and shut her eyes.  As visions of the day went past her, one thing in Spitfire's mind shone through: She couldn't wait for next weekend.