Chapters Soarin's Nightmare
Soarin’ awoke from his sleep, breathing heavily, and sweat covered his entire body. When he sat up he noticed the yellow mare at his side was still fast asleep. He decided to go down to the kitchen of his Canterlot flat. He went to his fridge and got out a bottle of whiskey, poured some into a glass and sat at the kitchen table. As he looked out of the window he noticed that the moon was at it’s peak in the sky, he took a sip of his drink, savouring the taste of the Irish drink as it went down his throat.
It wasn’t the first time Soarin’ had woken up in such a state. He just let the dream fly over as he told himself “it’s only a dream” even if it did recur every night. As he finished his drink he heard hoofsteps coming down the stairs. He then turned around and saw a very tired Spitfire.
“Oh, hi Spits.” Soarin said through a yawn. “How come you're up so early or late or whatever?”
“I, um, fell out of bed.” she said, rather embarrassed.Soarin’ couldn’t help but giggle a little, trying to hold back laughter. “Why are you up?”
“It doesn’t matter,” Soarin said. “Lets go back to bed.” She knew something was up, but she was too tired to say anything.
With that Soarin’ walked his bottle of whiskey to the fridge and put it in, and followed his marefriend up stairs. When they got to the bedroom they both got into bed, Spitfire immediately closed her eyes and went to sleep. But Soarin’ on the other hand just layed there on his back, with his fore legs behind his head, looking at the ceiling.
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The next day both Wonderbolts were awoken by a knock on the front door, Soarin’ got out of bed and had a good long stretch.
“I’ll get it.” he said as he walked to his bedroom door. When he got downstairs the door knocked again. “I’m coming, I’m coming” he mumbled as he made his way to the door. When he opened it he was shocked at who he saw standing on his door step.
“F...Fleetfoot? What are you doing here?” He asked raising an eyebrow in his confusion.
“Is the Captain here?” The snow maned mare asked.
“Uh yeah she will be down in a second, why whats up?”
“I will tell you when Spitfire comes down”
“Ok, come in, I will get us some coffee.”
A little while later Spitfire emerged from the hallway and walked into the room Fleetfoot and Soarin’ are in.
“Oh hey Fleet what’s up?” Spitfire asked.
“Well it’s about the show this weekend” Fleetfoot started. “Your brother, Rapid isn’t gonna be able to be there, due to the fact that he is at a meeting with your Father.”
“But Dad is the pony who put this whole thing together! Spitfire exclaimed. “Why would he pull Rapid out if his solo flight was gonna be first?”
“I don’t know but it means that we will have a lot of work to do, we are gonna have to change a few things around. Or get Misty to fill in for him.
“Ok I will get that sorted, and get back to you.” Spitfire said. “Do any of you know where to find her?”
They both just shrugged and they all sat in silence for a while. After a few minutes Fleetfoot had left the Canterlot flat. The sun was at it’s peak in the sky. Soarin sighed as he got up.
“Can’t let a day like this go to waste now, can we?” He asked.
“No we can’t, let’s fly” Spitfire said as she shot up.
They flew for a while, they both raced each other through Canterlot town and around the outskirts of the city. But he knew it wasn’t going to last.
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Fleetfoot was flying back to the hotel that she was staying at, but as she flew she saw Misty. So she thought she should tell her about Rapid and how she’s going to have to fill in for him. Fleetfoot swooped down and lightly landed behind Misty. The yellow mare just stood there looking at a poster as if Fleetfoot wasn’t there.
Fleetfoot took a step closer until she was near enough touching the other mare’s flank. A smirk appeared on her face as she thought of an idea to startle the other mare. She raised a hoof into the air, a lightly smacked Misty’s flank.
“Ow What was that for?” Misty yelped, as a light shade of red appeared on her cheeks.
“Oh, you know,” she replied. “Just wanted to get your attention.”
“Well you have it, so whats up?”
“The sky?” Fleetfoot replied sarcastically. “But in all seriousness. you are gonna be filling in for Rapid this Saturday”
“Umm ok then, why?”
“That doesn’t matter, Spitfire will fill you in tomorrow.”
“Ok then,” Misty said as she was about to take off, but she was stopped by Fleetfoot.
“Um, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out for a while?” She asked.
“Yeah, sounds like fun,” Misty replied.
After that they both took off and went for a flight.
After a while they saw Soarin and Spitfire flying, “Hey, Fleetfoot?” Misty asked. “How about we speed past them and see if they chase us?” Fleetfoot just nodded, as they picked up speed. After they caught up, they picked up even more speed zooming past the two lovers.
“Hay!” Spitfire yelped in surprise, “It is, so on!” She exclaimed, as she sped up, Soarin not far behind her. Soarin and Spitfire soon closed the gap between them and the other two mares.
The four Wonderbolts flew around for hours, unknowing that darkness will soon fill the land. When they noticed that the sun was setting Soarin’ and Spitfire went back to Soarin’s place while Fleetfoot and Misty flew the other way.
“Wanna, come stay at the hotel with me tonight?” Fleetfoot asked in a nervous tone of voice.
“Um, sure, I guess.” Misty replied with a confused look on her face.
Author's Note
Ok so I wrote a few chapters a while ago and uploaded them, but i am re writing it cuz the last one sucked.
Next chapter will be up soon.
Soarin's Nightmare
The hotel room had one double bed, a two piece couch, a small coffee table and a small kitchen area. When Fleetfoot and Misty got there, Fleetfoot opened the door and motioned for Misty to enter. They both walked in and sat on the couch, where they sat in silence for a little while until Fleetfoot spoke up.
“Hey Misty? Can I get you something to eat, or drink?” Fleetfoot asked.
“Yeah, a glass of water, please.”
“Ok, then.” Fleetfoot walked over to the kitchen and got glass of water for her friend, and a bottle of wine and an empty glass. She walked back to where her friend was and set the drinks onto the small coffee table.
“Thank you,” Misty replied. Another moment of silence passed, before Misty spoke again. “Hey, um, Fleetfoot?”
“Yeah whats up?”
“Why did you want me to stay over tonight?” She asked looking at the ground.
Fleetfoot was unsure how to answer the question, she didn’t want to tell her friend that she was lonely, not to mention a fillyfooler. So she had to think of an answer.
“What? Can’t friends have sleepovers anymore?” She asked hesitantly. “What kind of answer was that?” She thought.
“Um, no, not at our ages”
“Oh.” Fleetfoot just sat in silence for a while, she poured some of the wine into her glass and took a sip. Unfortunately for Fleetfoot the time seemed to drag on
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Soarin’ and Spitfire sat on the couch at his place eating pizza, he had been meaning to ask his marefriend something all day but he just couldn’t think of the way to do it. He got up after finishing his last pizza slice and walked out of the room and walked up to his bedroom. For a while he was rummaging through his drawers looking for an item.
When he found what he was looking for he returned to Spitfire with the item tucked under his wing.
He stood on his hind legs and kneeled down in front of Spitfire, and reached for the small blue box under his wing.
“Spitfire, will you do me the honour of being my wife?” He asked as he opened the box to reveal a diamond necklace.
“Yes, I will,” she replied, now with water starting to fwell up in her eyes, and a smile on her face.
Soarin’ got up and gave her a light nuzzle. “I love you!”
“Love you too.” She said as she returned the gesture in nuzzling him back.
They sat in each other’s embrace for a while before going bed..
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Soarin’ walked into the locker room of the Canterlot arena, where he went to see Spitfire before he started his flight.
“Hey!” He said as he walked up to her and gave her a hug.
“Hi, you ready for the show?”
“Yeah, I’m on just after Misty lands.”
After a while Misty had landed and Soarin’ was in the tunnel ready to take off. The sun was at its peak in the sky, the heat was beating down on the arena with a light breeze, perfect for flying.
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Soarin’ awoke from the short dream, not sure why it ended earlier than usual, but was grateful for it.
He looked to his side to see an empty half of the bed, with a note on the pillow.
Soarin’.
Gone for a flight,
Will be back later tonight,
love Spits.
He didn’t know if Spitfire intended for him to wake up that night, but he let it slide. He put the note back on the other pillow and laid back down. A few minutes had passed and he still couldn’t sleep, so he reached for a book he had on the little square table next to his bed. He opened the book to the page that had a bookmark in it and began to read.
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Fleetfoot was half asleep on the couch, When Misty looked to her friend, she noticed that her head was on her shoulder. She didn’t want to seem rude or anything, but she was feeling a bit uncomfortable.
“Hey, Fleetfoot?” She asked in a whispered tone. “You awake?”
“Huh? Yeah, what’s up?” Fleetfoot replied through yawns.
“Why are you using my shoulder as a pillow?” she asked jokingly
Fleetfoot remained silent for a while, all that could be heard was the wall clock on the other side of the hotel room.
“Fleetfoot, talk to me. Why did you really want me to stay over?” A concerned yellow mare asked with a raised eyebrow.
“I, um...Do you promise to not tell anypony else on the team?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“Well, I feel kinda lonely, it feels like I’m missing something in my life.” Fleetfoot said, her eyes tearing up. Can you help me? Please, help me find a marefriend.”
Misty was speechless, her best friend was a fillyfooler? “I, um...Wait! You’re into mares?”
“Yeah, is that a problem?” She asked, all of her sadness turned to anger at the thought of her friend not liking her because of her sexuality .
“No, I don’t have a problem Fleet, I just never expected you of all ponies to be a fillyfooler.”
Fleetfoot was relieved that her friend didn’t hate her because she was different.
“After tomorrow’s training we will go out and meet some mares. I promise.” Misty promised before she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
“Thank you,” Fleetfoot replied as she did the same.
Author's Note
Another short chapter, next one will be longer.
Next chapter will be up late next week.
With a flap of his wings, Soarin’ took flight and ascended into the air. Once he reached an altitude he was happy with, he did a few loops and barrel rolls. The crowd went wild as he soared past them.
Soarin opened his eyes and looked around his bedroom, he felt a warm breath of air on the back of his neck. He rolled over to see his wife to be laying next to him. A tear rolled down his one of his eyes as he looked at her, he knew it was all going to be over soon.
He turned back over and looked at the clock on his small bedside drawers it was only five o’clock in the morning so he tried to go back to sleep. After about twenty minutes of failed attempts of falling asleep he gave up and decided to get out of bed. He removed the sleeping mare’s fore hoof from around him and got up and headed towards the bathroom.
After his shower he went into the kitchen and clicked the kettle on. After it had boiled he got two cups out of the cupboard and put a tea bag and the right amount of sugar in each of them. He then walked to the bedroom and set one of them beside Spitfire on the small table on her side of the bed.
“Hey,” Soarin said slightly rubbing his mare friend’s shoulder. “we gotta go in about an hour to speak to the team and start practising.”
Spitfire looked at the stallion for a second in disbelief. “You, up before me?” She asked blinking her eyes a few times. “Another nightmare?”
“Wha...What are you talking about?” He asked, shocked at the question at hoof.
“Soarin’” she said putting a reassuring hoof on his shoulder. “You can tell me anything, you know that right?”
“How could she possibly know?” He wondered to himself. Was it really that obvious? “I know Spits, but really, I’m fine,” he lied.
“Fine, you win,” she said reaching for her cup of tea.
Misty awoke to the smell of pancakes, she looked around the medium sized hotel room and saw Fleetfoot in the small kitchen. She got off of the couch and walked to the bathroom, but before she entered Fleetfoot spoke.
“Hey sleepy head,” she said giggling like a filly.” Want some pancakes?”
“Yeah sure, thanks.” Misty replied as she then walked into the bathroom. A few moments later she walked out and went back to the couch she had slept on.
Fleetfoot walked over to the couch and put two plates of pancakes on the small coffee table in front of it. “Here you go.” She said in quite a happy tone of voice.
“Thanks.” Misty replied looking curious about something. “Hey Fleet?” She asked, and Fleetfoot looked at her. “You say you’re into mares but weren’t you and Rapid dating a while back?”
Fleetfoot nearly choked on the piece of pancake she had in her mouth. “Wha...Yeah but don’t tell him I told you this but I kinda felt sorry for the lad. After he told me he had never had a special somepony kinda shocked me and i felt sorry for him so I asked him on a few dates.”
“Right ok….Wha? Rapid had never had a marefriend before you?” Misty asked with an evil grin on her face.
“Thats right, why.” She replied with a raised eyebrow.
“So, that means he’s a virgin right?” Fleetfoot’s cheeks flushed red at the question, and Misty noticed it. “No, you didn’t did you?” Fleetfoot’s blush intensed. “You did!”
“Can we please change the subject? I’m kinda trying to eat.”
“Aw come on you gotta tell me, how big is he?” She laughed.
“Wha?” She said through a cough, “why do you…..” She was cut off by Misty’s incoming statement.
“I bet it was small, wasn’t it?”
“Misty!” She exclaimed. “I ain’t going into my sex life with you, ok?”
Misty’s smile turned into a slight frown. “Ok Fleet you win. I’m sorry I brought it up.”
“It’s ok. But why did you want to know if we did it or how big he is?” Fleetfoot asked in a curious tone of voice and a raised eyebrow.
At the Canterlot stadium eight of the Wonderbolts were sitting round a table in an office. The office was a medium sized room with a oval shaped table in the centre, a small coffee table on the far end of the room with a coffee machine, a bottle of milk, some tea bags and a kettle. The room also had a window that took the majority of wall space on the right side as you walked in.
“Ok listen up!” Spitfire instructed. “I am sure you are all aware that we have a minor setback, but not to worry, it just means more training.” She explained. Misty is gonna be filling in for Rapid, and she hasn’t seen the routine so we are gonna rehearse it shortly, but first have a drink and get something to eat. Get back here in one hour. Dismissed!”
After that speech they all gave a quick salute and went about their business. That is until Spitfire stopped her friend, Fleetfoot.
“Sergeant, can I speak with you for a sec?” She asked. Everypony else walked out, that is all but Misty who hid and eavesdropped on the two speaking.
“What is it ma’am?” Fleetfoot asked.
“Take a seat opposite me,” she instructed. Fleetfoot sat in the seat and nodded. “It’s about my brother.” she said which made Fleetfoot gulp but she nodded to say she was listening. “He wants to know if you would get back with him, he says he misses your company.”
“In the bedroom maybe!” She said under her breath, but not quiet enough that she was heard by both mares in the room.
Misty’s eyes widened and she giggled a little, but that didn’t go unnoticed by Spitfire. She left it for a second to try and figure out who it was before saying anything.
“Huh? What’s that supposed to mean?” Spitfire asked raising an eyebrow at the other mare’s comment about her younger brother.
“That doesn’t matter, and I’m sorry ma’am, but I’m going to have to decline,” she replied. It isn’t that he’s a bad guy or anything, It’s just that I like mares.”
Author's Note
Here is chapter 3 i hope you enjoy it. Next one will be up soon.
Spitfire looked puzzled at Fleetfoot’s statement. “What?” She exclaimed. “You’re a fillyfooler?” She had a stern look on her face, Fleetfoot was worried that her best friend wouldnt accept her. But then that stern look turned into a smile. Spitfire got up and hugged her friend. “Thats perfect!” She exclaimed.
“What?” Now it was Fleetfoot’s turn to be confused. “What do you mean it’s perfect?”
“All in good time my young friend,” This only confused her more.
“I’m two years older than you.”
“ I know. But seriously,” She glanced around the room to make sure no one was nearby. When the coast was clear she motioned her friend closer and whispered in her ear, “Misty is also into mares.”
“Oh, well I don’t really like her like that. We’re just friends.” Fleetfoot said.
Spitfire’s face turned into disappointment, “Oh, you would make a great couple. But if you say so.”
A short while later the rest of the team returned and Spitfire resumed where she left off.
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In Ponyville Rainbow Dash had just finished packing what she will need for her weekend away in Canterlot. She had got VIP tickets to the Wonderbolts show off of Fleetfoot just after the Equestria games, so she could hang out with them before and after the show.
“Ok Rainbow, are you sure you have everything?” Twilight asked.
“Yes Twi, I have everything that I’ll need.”
“Good we’ll see you Monday night.” She replied with a smile.
“Ok, see you all then” she said as she got on the train and waved to the girls.
“Goodbye, see you soon” all the girls shouted in unison.
To Rainbow Dash, the train ride was boring so she slept through most of it. What the time she was awake she spent reading a Daring Do book and looking out the window.
When she got to Canterlot she was surprisingly greeted by Fleetfoot. “Hey Rainbow Dash, what’s up?” she asked.
“Oh, I came to meet you, is that okay?” she said.
“Yeah of course, I’m just kind of surprised is all.”
Fleetfoot just giggled and then they started walking away from the station. “So Dash, where are you staying for the weekend?”
“Oh, I was gonna go check into the hotel down the road from the Stadium.”
“Awesome, thats the hotel I’m staying in too.” Silence fell upon them for a short while as they walked. They saw some other famous ponies, like Sapphire Shores, and Photo Finish. They finally got to the hotel and checked in.
Rainbow and Fleetfoot split up and went into their rooms. Rainbow’s room was just a standard hotel room, nothing too fancy.
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It was Saturday and the first day of the show. All of the Wonderbolts were at the stadium except for Fleetfoot, she decided that because her flight wasn’t until the next day that she didn’t need to go just yet. So she went to see Rainbow Dash. She knocked on the door and waited for an answer. About five minutes later the door swung open and she saw a very tired pegasus.
“Hey Dash.” she said.
“Uh, hey Fleetfoot, how’s it going?” she asked through a yawn.
“It’s all good.” She replied. “Wanna go get breakfast? It’s on me.” She asked.
“Whay? You wanna buy me breakfast?” the rainbow maned pegasus asked in shock.
“Yeah why not, we can call it a date.” Damn, why did i say that? It was so…. She was cut out of her train of thought when Rainbow agreed. Perfect.
When they got to the small cafe there were ponies in the dozens queuing to get their morning tea/coffee and a bite to eat. When they finally got to the counter Fleetfoot ordered their drinks and food. The two of them had a cup of coffee and some toast each. Oh my gosh! I’m on a date with Fleetfoot. Dash thought to herself.
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At the arena, Fleetfoot and Rainbow walked into the locker room and was greeted by a very depressed Soarin who was being comforted by Misty.
“Hey guys. so who died?” Fleetfoot asked.
“Spitfire.” Soarin cried.
“What do you mean Spitfire died?” Rainbow asked.
Soarin wiped his eyes and told Fleetfoot and Rainbow Dash what had happened.
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Spitfire had taken off into the air and picked up speed, she pulled a few barrel rolls and loops during her time in the air. Her time was almost up, so she thought she would end off with a bang, and she did. It was a show nopony would ever forget. She flew straight up and prepared herself in a nose dive position. She dove down in a straight line “Ouch, wing cramp.” she said to herself. “HEEEEEELP,” she cried but no one heard her through the crowd cheering. She saw her life flash before her eyes as the gap between her and the concrete floor came to a close.
“NO!” Soarin exclaimed as he flew over to the crash site. Much to his surprise the medics were already there. “Please let me through, she’s my wife.” he said. The medics let him through to see her. If it were anyone else they would have said no, but they made an exception because they were family. He sat beside her and started talking to her, but she didn’t answer. “Spitfire please wake up.” he cried. She opened one eye and smiled to him before saying.
“Soarin, I love you very much and I want you to be happy, as happy as you made me feel when we started dating. I haven’t got much time left but I want you to know that I will never forget you, and I will always love you.” Her eyes closed again and her body stopped moving. one of the medics checked her heartbeats and puls, but there were none. She had gone. The medics moved the body onto a stretcher and covered her before taking her to the ambulance.
“No Spitfire please don’t go, you can’t die, not now, not after all we have been through.” He cried, Misty escorted him to the locker room while the other wonderbolts were talking to the press about the accident.
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“And that’s how it happened.” he said. Fleetfoot and Rainbow were crying in each others arms.
A few weeks later they held a funeral service for the Wonderbolt Captain. Soarin was the first to speak. “Spitfire was my fiance, we had planned to get married the week after the three night shows had finished. I guess that will never happen, but I’m glad we spent as much time as we did together over the past ten years we have been together. I love you Spitfire, I always have and always will.” He walked back to his seat with tears running down his cheeks.
Next to speak was Rapidfire. “Hey sis, I’m not sure if you can hear me or not, but I may as well try and say a proper goodbye.” Rapid was never one to believe in life after death but because it was his younger sister he wanted to say goodbye. “You were the best little sister a guy could ask for and I love you.” I remember all the fun we’ve had over the years, even when you let me join the Wonderbolts Academy all those years ago. I never got the chance to thank you for that so I’m saying it now. Thank you sis, and I love you.” Rapid walked back to his seat beside his best friend to comfort him.
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Because of Spitfire’s death Soarin’ left the Wonderbolts and spent most of his time at home drinking cheap whiskey or sat in a bar doing the same.
He was in his house when there was a knock on the door, when he got up to answer it he saw Rapidfire, Fleetfoot, Misty and Rainbow Dash. “How’s it going?” Rapidfire asked already knowing the answer. Soarin just shrugged off the question. “Soarin’, my sister would want you to be happy. Come back to the Wonderbolts, Fleet and I are doing just awful without you, you’re the only one with leading experience.” Rapid said.
“I’ll think about it.” He said with a sigh, “Just give me some time to think, okay?”
“Sure, just don’t drink too much okay?”
Soarin’ gave a small smile “Okay,I won’t”
END!!
Author's Note
Well this is the end of the story of spitfires death. I was going to make it at least 15-20 chapters but I shit happens. I might do a sequal on how soarins life turns out after but that won't be for a long time.
