Fire and Ice Don't Mix

                     Soarin stood beside Spitfire, captain of the Wonderbolts and his dear friend. Spitfire had that extremely confident look on her face that he knew all too well. Soarin sighed inwardly, cursing his nervousness before every show. He wasn't really shy, it would be safe to state that he was just a little bit shyer than the rest of his teammates. Soarin explored the stadium with his eyes, it was certainly....different than most other areas they had preformed. The stadium was a tall structure, but the amount of distance between it and the ground certainly wasn't enough to allow the Wonderbolts to preform certain moves, so his show basically wasn't going to be as spectacular as the ones they have done in the past but, it should still be something. The stadium was blue on the inside mostly and what  caught Soarin's attention the most where  the cloud seats as well as normal seats. The regular seats were royal red that stood out against the breezy blue background, and the cloud seats looked beautiful against the background as well, making you feel as if you were actually in the sky. A thought crossed Soarin's mind, ''What if one of his teammates, heh probably Surprise, were to run into the walls thinking that they were actually outside'' he knew it was ridiculous and that it would never happen, but if it did..... Soarin tried to kill a laugh unsuccessfully and ended up laughing like a psycho. It was one of those oh-my-gosh-this-joke's-so-stupid-that-I-had-to-laugh moments that some ponies' have when they're a little nervous. Spitfire's raised eyebrow and the weird look she gave him made him laugh even more. After a couple of seconds Soarin managed to snuff out his laughter.

                                   ''You okay?'' Spitfire asked her eyebrow still rising, pretty soon, Soarin thought, it was going to disappear off her forehead. Soarin shook that thought away and gave her one of his signature goofy grins.

                                  ''Sure Spitz, why?'' Soarin mentally slapped himself for giving such a lame answer, especially Spitfire who would (naturally) tease him about it for oh, three weeks give or take a couple days. As Soarin expected Spitfire rolled her eys and gave him one of her famous (at least for him) looks that said;'' Are you serious? Because if it ain't I'm gonna kick your sorry flank into next Tuesday.''

                                ''Well first of all you just burst out laughing outta nowhere, and the look on your face could only mean trouble,'' Spitfire teased, well at least he hoped that she was and that she wasn't in her full-blown Army Commander mode. Soarin was about to reply with his own smart remark when his eyes unexpectedly landed on a certain rainbow maned, cyan Pegasus amidst a group of six other ponies'. They all appeared to be having a good time especially that particular Pegasus, what was her name....Rainbow....Rainbow ah yes Dash, Rainbow Dash, the mare that had saved him and a couple others at the Best Young Flyers competition and had preformed a Sonic Rainboom. Soarin was impressed, no he had and still been beyond impressed. He had never seen anything like it, well technically he didn't get to see it at all himself since he was knocked out, which he keeps regretting, although not wanting to see himself fall to his embarrassing death does sound kind of tempting. Rainbow Dash had also saved his precious apple pie from it's horrible fate at the Gala as well. He starting thinking about her magenta eyes that sparkled with mischief and life. Soarin watched her from above, the way she walked radiated pure confidence and that I'm-so-awesome-and-you-can't-do-nothing-about attitude that made him chuckle inwardly. His thoughts were cut off bye Spitfire's yellow hoof waving like a fan in front of his face.

                             ''Equestria to Soarin, hey show's startin in about....oh I don't know, a minute! Ands what's with the red cheeks Soar, you look flushed,'' Spitfire snorted, then followed Soarin's gaze and surprisingly they landed on the cyan Pegasus that saved them at that one competition. Spitfire's eyebrow started to travel up again,she smirked '' Oh man, wait till I tease him about this later hehe,' Spitfire thought. ''Ooooh, somepony's got a little cruuush...,'' now was her turn to snort with laughter.

                          ''Stuff it Spitty,''Soarin grumbled caught completely off guard. Spitfire narrowed her eyes at being called 'Spitty' yeah...not her favorite nickname. She opened her mouth to shoot back a retort but two shadowy figures lurking at the top rows of the blood red seats. Her eyes narrowed even further. Spitfire was going to say something before she was interrupted by a voice coming over the speakers in the stadium.

                      ''Laaadies and gentlecolts, please rise and join me in welcoming the Wonderbooolts!'' massive cheers erupted form the stadium making a small grin form on her face, she turned back to the mysterious figures only to find that theyhad disappeared. She quickly searched the stadium with her eyes sweeping from one side to the other but no sign of them popped out to her sharp eyesight. She sighed, ''Later...,'' she thought. She looked at Soarin who waved to her to come over. It was time to begin.