Are you a Wonderbolt or not?

Ch.5 3 Weeks too long

After spending some time in Manehatten, Soarin' had realized that Spitfire had been gone longer than she should have been gone. This sent him in rage that he had to go and find out what was going on with her. He quickly packed a few things, and hopped on a train to Manehatten, with a piece of paper that had her Hotel name on it.

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Spitfire was one to be unable to notice how much time she had spent in Manehatten. To her, it was only a Week, but in reality, it had been 4 weeks. She had been to the Spa, A dinner show, Fashion show, and many other things. Sapphire Shores, Fancypants, and Fleur de lis had all become her true friends. They gave her the best fashion advice, How to be proper at dinner, and other things. Once Soarin' had gotten off the train, he had gone to the hotel to see where she was. He walked through the door, feeling like a stranger to everything.

"Excuse me, but do you know where um.. Spitfire is?" He asked the mare at the front desk.

"Why, yes! And you are..." She snorted to him.

"I'm Soarin'..she and me are part of the wonderbolts."

"Ah..I see..well," The mare coughed, "She's not here right now. She's out dining."

"Oh, Alright...Thanks anyways.."

He quickly left the Hotel with anger. How could she be popular enough to go out dining with somepony else?! Unless she's found her very...very..s-s-special..Stallion. B-but...I secretly like her..! Grrr..the nerve of somepony like her! He knew his frustration was useless, so he went searching for the Mare in every Dining place.

Meanwhile, Spitfire was with her friends at their usual dining place for dinner, sitting outside in the cool nighttime. Spitfire held a glass of Grape Wine in her hoof, smiling and laughing, her face with a small drunken smile.
"Toast, to Sapphire Shores, amazing dress designer!" She giggled, holding it up. The other three ponies levitated their fancy on-the-rocks tequila and toasted with her. They were all quite drunk, but Spitfire could hold herself steadier than the other three.

"Ya know, Spitfire, its been uh..g-g-g-great having you here..! Sooo-oo--oooo much fun!" Fleur giggled madly as she sipped the salt off her drink. Sapphire smiled, looking at everypony at the table two or three times.
"Yeah..y-y-you should come here more often! I can't believe its y-y-your uh first time heeere in Manehatten!" Fancypants laughed, in a voice that didn't seem like his.

Soarin' dashed around the corner, finally seeing the drunken Spitfire. He stopped, noticing how she was with some of the most famous ponies. "Oh.." He mumbled, noticing all four were brutally drunken except for Spitfire. She still held her words more correctly than the others. He raced to the dining place, seeing her black dress. "SPITFIRE!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. Other ponies stopped and stared at him. Spitfire turned and saw him.

"Awh shit, what's he doing here? Its only been a week!" She mumbled.

"Somethin' uh wrong, Spitfireee..?" Sapphire laughed. She then saw the galloping Soarin' and frowned.