Chapter 6 - Meeting old Friends

Spitfire stood in front of a large cloud home much like her own, she knocked on the door a few times and waited , soon she heard muffled noises from inside and the door swung open revealing a pale blue stallion with a midnight blue mane

"Hay Soar" Spitfire said, the stallion smiled

"Hay Spit, i-is this about practice?" Soarin' inquired.

Spitfire rolled her eyes, "Can't two old friends just have a normal conversation?" Spitfire asked, Soarin' gave Spitfire a weird look

"What?" Spitfire asked.

Soarin' shook his head playfully, "It's nothin really It's just we haven't spoken normally in a while so I'm guessing this conversation involves something really serious, not that I mind" Soarin' said walking back into his house and inviting the mare in.

Spitfire closed the door behind her and hung her scarf on the rack before making her way into the living room, Soarin' was already sitting down and patted next to the cloud couch, Spitfire sat down.

"So whats on your mind friend?" Soarin' said in a happy tone, Spitfire jabbed him in the side, the stallion stopped his antics

Spitfire breathed in before revealing the news "Ya well here's the thing, I-I'm adopting a foal" Spitfire said

Soarin' raised an eyebrow and a smirk tugged at his lips "you see what i mean about being serious?" The stallion said giving a slight chuckle, Spitfire scowled and jabbed him in the side again

"Come on soar this is serious I don't know if what I'm doing the right thing" Spitfire said , the worry in her voice was evident. The stallion stopped chuckling and opted for a smile.

Soarin' rested a hoof on Spitfire's shoulder, "Well then tell me about this foal, is it a colt or a filly?" he asked

"It's a filly" Spitfire replied.

Soarin' nodded, "So what is it you like so much about her ?" he said.

Spitfire shrugged "I guess she's just so fun and energetic, not to mention the fact we share a lot in common" Spitfire explained to her friend.

Soarin' raised an eyebrow "so whats stopping you?" he asked.

Spitfire sighed, "It's just I don't know if I'd be any good at it, I've never even been in care of a foal for more than 3 minutes" she explained.

Soarin' shook his head playfully, "Well answer this question for me, do you care about this filly?"

Spitfire nodded, "of course I do" she said flatly

Soarin' smiled "Do you love this filly?, in a motherly way of course" he added chuckling again, Spitfire lifted her hoof to meet his gaze. Soarin stopped his joking again and returned to being silent

Spitfire nodded "yes, but I don't see where you're going with all this?" spitfire questioned.

Soarin's smile returned to his face "What I'm getting at Spit is that you'll pick it up naturally, how do you think first time mums handle that type of commitment" Soarin said plainly.

Spitfire was dumbfounded "Since when did you know all about this stuff?" She asked.

Soarin' rolled his eyes, "I have a friend called Derpy hooves. She's a single mum who lives in Ponyville" the stallion answered.

Spitfire was still slightly confused, "since when did you have friends in Ponyville?" she asked.

Soarin' chuckled before responding, "When was the last time you had a nice normal conversation with somepony?" he said leaning closer to Spitfire with a grin, Spitfire reddened slightly.

Soarin' chuckled again, "Well I'm guessing your heading off to the orphanage now" he said.

Spitfire nodded, "I guess so, thanks for the help Soar, I knew i could count on you" Spitfire said embracing her friend in a quick hug.

Soarin' nodded, "Always happy to help Spit" he said patting the mare on the back.

Spitfire and Soarin' made there way into the hallway and Spitfire grabbed her scarf from the rack and put it around her neck. Soarin fumbled with the lock to his door and finally managed to unlock it and opened the door for Spitfire.

Soarin' smiled "So I guess I'll see you at Wonderbolts practice tomorrow then" he said, but to his surprise Spitfire shook her head.

"I'm afraid not soar, I'm off the team" Spitfire said in a sad tone.

Soarin' gasped, "you quit?" the stallion asked

Spitfire shook her head, "nope , Broad Skies fired me" she explained.

Soarin' scowled "he kicked you out for wanting to adopt a foal?" he said.

Spitfire nodded "yeah It's in the rules Soarin'"

Still Soarin' continued to scowl, "I still don't think it's good Spitfire you trained your whole life for this job" he said in an annoyed tone.

Spitfire sighed "Soar It's okay, I'm not all that fussed about it and besides I'm adopting a foal" she added trying to calm down her friend.

Soarin' huffed, "I'm still going to have a word with Broad about this" he said as Spitfire was walked out of his house

Spitfire shook her head playfully as she turned around and faced Soarin' who was still leaning on the door frame "well okay Soar , just promise you wont work yourself up about this" she pleaded.

Soarin' smiled "I'll let you know when your back on the team" the stallion replied as he winked towards his oldest friend. Spitfire sighed, she knew there was no turning Soarin' from a fight, especially when it involved a friend. The pair shared one final hug before Spitfire began trotting off towards the orphanage.

Spitfire looked at the building with great sense of terror. She was entering the same orphanage that she had resided in when she was a foal. That was however until she ran away and never looked back.

Spitfire hesitantly opened the red door which read the words 'Cloudsdale orphanage' and walked inside. There was a desk not to far in front of her and white walls which surrounded the hallways and room that she currently stood in. Spitfire gathered up her courage  and started to walk into the plain looking room, she slowly walked up to the desk where she saw a grey mare sitting just behind it reading a magazine with a look of utter boredom plastered across her face. Spitfire gulped loud enough to alert the mare, she lazily looked up towards the Wonderbolt with her near lifeless face.

"Hi there" Spitfire said with a slight grin, her voice nearly cracking.

The grey mare raised an eyebrow "can I help you?" she asked with a sigh clearly just wanting to be somewhere else right now just like the mare standing in front of her.

Spitfire nodded almost shyly, "yes I um, I'm here to adopt a foal, her name is Scootaloo"  she replied.

The mare sighed again this time though a hint of annoyance came across her face. she took a set of keys from the desk, the sound of the metal scraping against the wooden surface made Spitfire wince. Once the grey mare was up she turned around and started to unlock a cloud cabinet which was behind the desk.

Spitfire started to look around the establishment, besides the new lick of paint the place hadn't changed a bit, but that only troubled Spitfire. She started to remember back to when she was at the orphanage and the reason why she had fled.

Spitfire was one of the few pegasi who couldn't fly at her age which was around 6 at the time, she was always shy around those times too because of her wings and there was also a pegasus colt by the name of 'purple heart' who bullied and tormented Spitfire relentlessly for her defect of being a late bloomer in flying. days before she ran away the colt had been relentless in the insults and never stopping until one of the mares of the orphanage would come over and take Spitfire to her room.

"um hello ?" the grey mare said waving a hoof in the yellow pegasi's face. Spitfire jumped when she heard the voice. She shook her head as her vision came back. The grey mare was now holding a folder out in front of Spitfire with an eyebrow raised

"well are you gonna take it?" There mare asked slightly annoyed, Spitfire nodded and hesitantly took the folder from the mare.

"Well have fun" the mare said as she slumped back down on the chair and took the magazine off the desk as she started to read again.

Spitfire raised an eyebrow in confusion "Wait don't I need to do some stuff first?" she asked curiously.

There mare gave a slight look of confusion herself "what do you mean?" the mare spat.

Spitfire shuffled her hoofs as she felt her heart thump in her chest "I-I um thought you had to um do signatures and stuff" she asked her voice nearly cracking again as Spitfire tried to regain her composure.

The mare sighed again with her annoyance boiling over from her short temper, "Look Miss Spitfire I know who you are and I think its safe to say your not a foal napper and besides if that runt gets any parents she'll be lucky" The mare said in a causal tone but with the annoyance evident in her voice.

Spitfire was shocked by the mares outburst. She wanted to ask how the mare knew her without her Wonderbolts uniform on and at the same time she wanted to buck the mare into next week for calling her future daughter a 'runt'. Eventually though Spitfire just let out a sigh and nodded before leaving quickly not wanting to spend another second in the building that haunted her memory.

Spitfire breathed in a lung full of air as she opened the red door into the outside world. She smiled when she looked down at the folder, she would need to go home and get her saddlebags before she went to Rainbow Dash's house to give her new daughter the biggest surprise in her life.

With a flap of her wings Spitfire sped away from the orphanage with great excitement eager to meet Scootaloo and start her new life.