Breakfast is a bowl of oatmeal and one shriveled apple slice. Typical. But I guess in the middle of a war you can't be picky.

So i sit down with my normal group of friends and we start eating.

"Hey Lyra, can I sit with you guys?" asks a voice that sounds familiar. I turn around. It's Ditzy Do.

"Sure," answers Lyra, "But don't you like to sit with that team of yours?"

Ditzy shakes her head and sits across from Lyra, "I-I don't want to be around...her."

"Her?" asks Lyra.

"Got in an argument with one of the team," explains Ditzy, "I don't feel like talking to her."

Ditzy looks around the table until she notices me. "Hey, you're that pony that i saw outside our room this morning."

I gulp, "Y-yeah...I didn't know that was your guys' room, so I didn't know you were in there and..."

"You heard our argument, didn't you?"

I look down and nod, "Part of it..."

Ditzy sighs, picking at her apple slice, "Sorry you had to hear that. Cloudkicker has never been real fond of the Commander choosing me as the leader. She didn't follow one of my orders yesterday, and almost got us captured by the Changelings. Now she blames me and my vision... Anyway, my name's Ditzy Do, what's yours?"

"Bluebell," I reply, "But I have one question, why did you pick her for your team if she doesn't, er, like you?"

Ditzy snorts, "Oh, I don't get to pick who's on the team, the Commander does. She had a flying competition one day and she picked the top seven fliers. I have no clue how I got in though, or why she chose me as leader... Anyway I talked with the Commander about getting Cloudkicker off the team, while Cloudkicker wanted me demoted. She denied Cloudkicker, but told me in private that she will try and find a replacement."

"I see," I say.

"Ok," Ditzy says, "I have a question now. Why do you where that cloak?"

"I...have been told to keep my identity a secret," I answer.

"Oh, so I guess Bluebell is really a cover-up name," replies Ditzy, and I nod, "Thought so. Now I just have to contain my curiosity to know who you really are," she says with a smile.

"So...you're the leader of the Elite Flying Squad," I say, trying to change the subject, "What do you guys do?"

"Well, we get sent out to look for any enemy forces," Ditzy explains, "and we report back if we believe that our army can take them."

"So, like scouts?" I ask.

"Exactly," Ditzy answers.

I nod, and take a bite of my oatmeal.

"Hey, Derpy."

I turn around, there standing behind us is Cloudkicker.

Ditzy frowns, "What do you want?"

"Oh, nothing really," Cloudkicker replies with a smirk, "Just wanting to know why you're hanging out here and not with us. Don't you want to show us your 'great leader skills'?"

"Leave her alone Cloudkicker," says Lyra.

"Oh so these guys are your bodyguards now?" says Cloudkicker, "Got your feelings hurt so you need backup? Why don't you go eat a muffin, that will make it all better huh?"

Ditzy scowled, "Go away. I'm not speaking to you."

"Fine," Cloudkicker replies, "Keep hiding behind your precious friends while I try to get Equestria back."

She leaves. Ditzy sighs and puts her head down.

"Has she always been that big of a jerk?" asks Sweetiebelle. I jump slightly, I hadn't heard either of the fillies speak much after seeing Scootaloo.

"Yeah, that was real rude of her to say," comments Applebloom.

Ditzy sighs again, "I don't know. I really hadn't known Cloudkicker too well before this whole war thing started. She used to be overall nice to me, but I think I heard her making fun of me behind my back. I don't know, I could've been hearing things."

"From what just happened, I don't think you were hearing things," says Colgate, quietly as always.

"Guess so," Ditzy mumbles.

"But no matter what that Cloudkicker says to you," I say, "Don't feel down on yourself. If you need help, we are all here for you. That's what friends do."

"We're...friends?" Ditzy asks, looking up.

"Of course!" I reply.

Ditzy smiles.

"And what Bluebell said, we're all here if you need us," puts in Bon Bon, "Cloudkicker has no right to bully you. Perhaps you did make a mistake once or twice. Who cares? Nopony is perfect. You just keep being you, no matter what that pegasus says."

"Heh, thanks," Ditzy replies.

We spend the rest of the meal chatting about stuff, with even Applebloom and Sweetiebelle chiming in on occasion. I even detect small smiles on their faces, which in turn cheers me up.

When breakfast is over, I get up. Somepony taps on my shoulder. i turn around. it's the Commander.

"Hey, remember that training session I promised you?" she asks, I nod, "I'll be ready in an hour. Be at the training hall by then, know where that is?" I nod again, Lyra showed it to me on my first tour of the place, "Good. See ya then!"

She trots off. I walk out of the mess hall. My wings give an aching throb.

Time to find an empty room to stretch.

Author's Note

I should really stop with the "Twilight making new friends" and get on with the "let's go beat up some Changelings" parts.

Nah. it's my story. I'll go at my own pace. Besides, she's not the princess of Friendship for nothing!

Hopefully none of you really dislike my portrayal of Ditzy Do. I view her as a normal pegasus mare who was been unfortunately been plagued with her 'derpy' eyes. She's no different than any other pony. It never sits well with me when she's portrayed as a complete and utter idiot who is obsessed with muffins. Like seriously, she said muffin in an episode. So did a group of other ponies. So in that logic, there should be a muffin squad or something. And also by that logic, I must be obsessed with doors because I said door more than once in my life.

And just because she may have a disability doesn't mean that she's a retard.

Sorry for that little rant thing. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter! And don't worry, Twilight's first real battle is coming up fast, and I have some epic stuff planned!