Are you a Wonderbolt or not?

Ch.1 Train to Manehatten

It was a slow, peaceful day for Spitfire, as she got on her checkered coat and set off to see Manehatten. The Wonderbolts had time off for a few weeks, thanks to their manager. He wasn't always nice, but sometimes, he let them off, because of their hot, sweaty bodies from showcasing in arenas in Fillydelphia, Ponyville, Canterlot, and her favorite, Cloudsdale. As she quickly got on the train, she found herself sitting at one of the cushioned tables that viewed outside. Everypony was waving goodbye to her. She remembered that Soarin' and the rest of the team had decided to stay at the training arena. They were not mad at her for wanting time off, she just needed to remember to be back in 3 weeks. She remembered it, saying it over and over and over in her mind.

However, she wasn't sure if she would get along with all the fancy, well dressed ponies, while she, wearing a sweaty costume, flew around all day and night, doing tricks for ponies. But now, she wasn't wearing her wonderbolt costume, she was wearing a checkered coat with Slip on boots and a sunflower hat. Hopefully she would fit in just well with them wearing this. She knew most of the time she never wore anything decent, just her wonderbolt costume.

She wasn't too bored, but she remembered she had brought along one of her most favorite books about one of Manehatten's most famous ponies in the city: Fancypants. As she lay back with the book in her hooves, she carefully flipped open to the first page. She read it quietly to herself.

"One of Manehatten's most famous ponies is Fancypants. He is known for his most precise readings on Stallions tuxedos or Mares dresses. His most following model is Fleur De Lis. Her and Fancypants make a great team, where they stay as Fashion cops all around Manehatten, looking for the most fabulous outfits and ponies who need some work."

As she continued to read in awe, a pony came up and sat at the opposite side of the table. She put her book down to see the famous fashion designer, Sapphire Shores, look at her. She squealed in awe, praying that it was her lucky day to meet all these famous ponies, forgetting she was one herself.

"My dear, Spitfire! Are you going on the train to Manehatten? How wonderful! I'm going there too, to meet Fleur De Lis and Fancypants. Would you mind staying in the fancy hotel with me? It would be my pleasure..." She trailed off as she waited for Spitfire's answer.

"Of course! After all, Its been a dream of mine to meet Fancypants and Fleur De Lis. And I'd love to stay in the hotel with you." She looked around to see if anypony was watching, then whispered, "But I may need some help with my outfits." Sapphire giggled in delight.

"Of course I can help with your outfits! If I couldn't, why would I be a fashion designer?" Both ponies giggled at that, and then the train conductor yelled,

"TRAIN TO MANEHATTEN! BE THERE IN 2 HOURS!" Spitfire held her hooves up to her ears. His voice was so loud. She had heard it before at the arenas, but she wasn't as close to the loud speaker.

"This train will take awhile. I'm going to get some Beauty Sleep..." Sapphire Shores yawned, then closed her eyes. But Spitfire was restless, so she stayed up most of the time reading the book, until she got so groggy her head fell on the table, and she fell asleep.