Somewhere In Bucklynby StoneWare13ChaptersLeather and gold Somewhere out thereLost in the crowd Little Miss Perfect Ow I Wonder It's unfair Leather and gold Leather and gold Somewhere In Bucklyn Leather and gold It's cold, too cold. wind sent rushes of freezing air across the station platform. A few ponies huddled in herds to share warmth. It was winter in manehatten and frost had taken over. Many ponies would stay at home and cuddle with their loved ones. But not Soarin. Soarin was a perfect frosty blue stallion, he stood lonely and bored on the large train station platform. His eyes where fasantated by his hooves that pawed at the slippy ice covered earth, with every breath the Pegasus stallion took his body begun to relax to the tempture. His mind was wandering with only throats of his new life to come... At the age of 16. Soarin begin his training at the one and only wonderbolt academy for gifted Pegasus, he had been trained by captain Fire Hazzard. Soarin had only turned 19 about a month ago when he was invited to join the touring team but their was only one small detail... he had to wait for a pony to leave. That was the reson he was sat there on that cold winter morning, waiting for the train to Bucklyn. he had half expected to wait a couple of years but that wasn't the case when his captain, the one pony that truly believed in his ability, presented sorain with his winged badge. Captain Fire Hazzard was retiring and soarin was taking his place... Yet another train had arrived, leaving more ponies to their own business. he begun to worry due to the absence of his train. thankfully the stations clock only read 8:23, only 7 miniuts till he would be in the warmth of the train. even the simple wool scarf that his mother had given him didn't protect him from the freezing air. Maybe he must have been early getting to the station, most likely his excitement getting the best of him but that had changed now that the air chilled him to the bone. he watched each stallion and mare, his mind trying to work out their jobs and life style, a purple earth pony mare went by, she must have been going to a florets because of her tulip cutie mark. a Gray unicorn stallion off to work in a office that would explain his suit and tie. A golden orange Pegasus mare... his eye stopped on her. Her lemon yellow fur looked like fire, her mane was a little shorter than shoulder length as it flowed naturally, it's orange and gold coloured highlights glowed almost as bright as her perfect smile she worn. a deep brown leather jacket with cream lining (similar to a piece of clothing pilots in old love movies wore) was protecting her from the cold wind. she walked past, Sorain continued to stair with true amazement. sorain was hypnotised as his heart fluttered, the strange feeling was new for the lonely Pegasus. She stood sliently next to him allowing a large oak brown suitcase do stand proud between her front legs. he could hear ecos of hip-hop music that came from the small pale blue head phones, he mentally smiled at the mares love for a Uncomment music choice and she seemed To be enjoying herself, nodding her head in time with the pounding beat, his heart fluttered even more. He tryed so hard to not stair at the golden mare that shone so bright beside him, only looking at her from the corner of his eye. He failed to notice her growing smile as she had noticed his sly glances. "See something you like rookie?" She asked is a raspy but still feminine voice. "Wa?" Was all the embarrass stallion to say. Firstly why did she talk to him...him of all ponies. And secondly what's with the 'rookie' part? "You heard me!" She smirked pulling him away from his questions. Soarin just looked at her, her voice was perfect and honestly a little sexy, her eyes still faced forward but a huge smile was plastered across her face. "Sorry" his ears flatted agains his head, shameful of his actions, he shuffled his hooves trying to remove himself from the awkward moment. "Don't be, so where are ya headed?" She asked like she had known him for years, like they where best friends. "I... well Bucklyn" soarin slammed out, still in a state of shock that such a good looking filly was talking to him. now he thorght about it, she looked about his age, maybe a bit older, but only by a few years. "Nice, so we will be on the same train then!" She answered is a confident tone, for such a petite Pegasus she sure was proud and strong-willed. All he could do was nod in agreement, why was he acting like a filly in front of her? "So what you going to be doing in Bucklyn?" She asked without regret, hoping to get more details from the still shacking stallion. "new job...starts next week. I just wanted to get settled in," Soarin stumbled over his words, struggling to form full sentences. But somewhere in his panicking mind was curiosity. why would she asked a young stallion what he was going to do in a new town? "Nice..." The silence retuned, both mare and stallion looked over the train station trying to find something to say, anything that would Brack the awkward conversation. "You want to sit next to me on the train?... it gets kinda lonely... you know." what... was...he...thinking... he mentally face hoofed, knowing his stupid question was the perfect way to drive a mare, even a mare like her, away. "I would... but kinda meeting some other ponies on the train, for a meeting, but I don't mind meeting you back up after the train ride? "Ow.. Ok!" What did he expect. it was his own stupid fault, he had successfully driven a perfect and strong mare away. his face was now the perfect example of shame and regret. She interrupted his thinking, "Well we better go aboard!" He hadn't noticed the train pull into the station on perfect time, he give the golden mare a smile as he grapes his large blue suitcase and trotted behind her. Once aboard, she turned left heading down the carriage, the only one with small privet rooms, soarin looked down after her as she opens a single door and was greeted by a few voices, mostly mares, she left his view as she troted in and swiftly closed the slid door behind. Snapping from his gaze, he turned right to take a seat next to a large window, the carriage was quiet and alowed the now warm stallion to relax into a quick sleep... "Hello soarin! Spock the mare as she laid her head unto his chest, her flawless fur soothing up agains his. a paralizing shock rocked up his body and along his wings, as she laid a simple kiss upon his cheek. "H-hi!" stutted Soarin, feeling the warmth of her breath against his lips, his mind was telling him to kiss her and never let go, to feel her soft plump lips pressing against his. "How are you doing?" she whispered, nuzzling his neck to get closer to the now sweating stallion "Aww your so cute then your nervous"she giggled not wanting a reply from him, she leaned closer to nibbled his ear before speaking again "Can I tell you a secret?" He couldn't form any words so improvised by nodding her head, she leaned closer and closer each one of her smooth breaths sent shocks of pure bliss down his back... "Your train will be arriving in Bucklyn shorty, thank you!" announced one of the train staff over the intercom. Soarin jumped at the loud voice, all the lustful thought exited his head like his mind was in fire... Fire, just like her colour, her perfect fur and... "NO!" he yelled, luckily not noticed by any of the other passengers. He couldn't deny the honest feeling anymore. He had fallen for her. He must see her again... Thinking, he finally relized how long he had been dreaming about that mare, sleeping for the hole journey... all two hours of it. That must had been a record. With silent laughter, he begin to gather his suitcase and tossed it into his back befor waiting for the train to stop completely. Hopping of the now dormant train, his eyes looked over the sea of ponies that rushed to exit and enter the train. looking only for one mare, the one mare he was starting to admire. there was no sign of her. their was no sign of her slik orange mane or golden orbs, that looked more like two suns than eyes. Soarin remained on the Bucklyn station platform until only 2 ponies remained. a realisation came as he left the platform and headed on to the streets. She had gone, She had left him, She was somewhere is Bucklyn, Somewhere out thereSomewhere In Bucklyn Somewhere out there Honestly, If it wasn't for his mothers organisation he probably be lost by now. Luckily the simple hoof drawn map was helping, but the amount of ponies was making his journey difficult . It was shocking to see how many ponies lived and worked in a relatively new city. Bucklyn was only about 300 years old and a lot younger than canterlot or cloudsdale or even his home town of manehatten. Pony after pony passed Soarin as he wondered causally in search for the wonderbolt headquarters, the new head quarters was built in Bucklyn, so the wonderbolt team could train away from the busy academy. Sorain became inpatient with the slowness of his journey. He gave up trailing on hoof. starched is wings out in a swift movement he launched in to the sky. It wasn't very hard to find the new wonderbolt Academy coliseum, in all it's elegant beauty the building was made from crafted clouds that had been made to look like marble. the craftman ship that when into it was unbelievable and truly outstanding. Within minutes, he stood motionless looking up at his new home. Frozen and glued to the stop, Soarin looking up at 2 huge wooden doors. they where engraved with lightning bolts and outlines of the great wonderbolt captains. the doors alone where intimidating, causing soarin to Hesitate befor gently lifting a hoof to open them. behind the large wooden doors was a long hall that was lined with the cream tiles. sorain couldn't believable how amazing this place was, The stallion had trained in a complete different city and this was the first time he saw what the building had to offer. He gingerly trotted to the central desk where I simple mare sat reading the lates issue of mares monthly, her coat was a pail gray but her rose mane matched her ruby eyes perfectly, once soarin had gotten closer she seemed to look up to him and then back to her magazine. Within second she look back to him relizing who this stranger was. A red blush aspired on her checks. "H...Hello you must be Sorain, we have been expecting you, please take a seat while I contact your captain" the mare stutted before correcting herself, her smile was pleasant as She trotted away into a room to the left of the hall, leaving Soarin to himself. Sorain strolled toward the 3 seats that lined up agenst the mighty support coloums. his eyes scanned the interior, every inch of room was huge. The cealing was decorated with painted dancing pegasus. on each side of the walls was a portrayed every wonderbolt captain from comander huricain all the way to capin Fire Hazzard but on the left of his captains painting was a unknown painting, it's black cloth that layed over in, stop Sorain from seeing the pony beneath... "Hey, your the newbie, right?" Asked a unfemiler mare. She was a pail blue colour with a sliver mane and tail that was swooped back, simular to his own, she was a skinny mare her trademark flight suit showed off her slim figure. "Umm yer, the names soarin, you are?" He asked giving the mare a curios look. "Fleetfoot, nice ta meet ya" her hoof was thrown into his direction and he grasped it with his own in greeting. How could he have from gotten who she was? She was a bucking wonderbolt! "I can't believe Iam talking to a real wonderbolt!" Soarin almost squeezed. In complete fancolt moment. "Calm down will ya, your one of us now. you better not look in the Mirror if that's how ya act seeing a wonderbolt" she teased giggling to herself. Soarin shuffled his hooves "Hehe yer i gess..." "Well I gotta get unpacked, I'll see ya around rookie." There it was again what was with mares calling him that... she seemed to trot off clearly excited by something. he just watched, trying to workout what that mare was up to but he was soon interrupted by a more familiar deep voice. "Soarin my colt, your here. nice to see you again!" Captin Fire Hazard trotted down the hall towards Soarin, his slightly greyed orange coat hadn't changed from the last time they had meet, but his mane, tail and beard have almost turned white. One of the many disadvantage of growing old. "Sir!" Soarin said as he raised a hoof to his head to salut to his captin. "At ease, I am not the captin anymore remember? so just talk to me like a friend" he insisted "Sure" Soarin said trying to see his 'captin' as just a friend "Well let's show you around!" Each room that Soarin entered made him become more and more giddy, firstly was the workout room. It was a huge hall with stretching mats, treadmills, Dumbbells, weights, bikes and even a wrestling ring. Then the running track with the cloud obstical Corse that floated above. that's where he met some other wonderbolts, misty fly was a quiet mare she was the oldest member at the age of 32, surprise was a hyper active mare that seem to bounced around him and she was clearly fasnated by his wings and lastly was rappidfire, a stuck up stallion who seems to look down at Soarin. he was the type of pony to cause trouble. they where all older than soarin but he was still confident to fit in and perform to the best of his ability. And finaly he saw the one room he would never forget. the one room where his lover would wait for him... The mess hall "Pieeeeeee!" Sorain hummed as the sweet smell of apples hit his nostrils. "ow no you don't, you need to get unpacked first!" the captin held to strong hoof up and pointed to soarin's back, he had forgotten about his suitcase that laid still on his back. Sorain trotted away from his beloved pie, heading towards the apartment block that was joins to the headquarters and exclusive to the team. "Cap... Hazzard?" "Yes Soarin ?" "Is rappidfire always.. You know.. Stuck up?" "Soarin...! don't let me catch you calling my son" Soarin was given a stern look from his idol before a smile cracked upon fire hazards face. "Ow I'am sorry, I didn't know!" "Don't worrie your self...So what's your plans for the rest of the week?" Hazzard asked as he trotted with Soarin at his side. "Ow well I am going to sight see" Soarin's head was still trying get over the fact rappidfire was related to his captain, it must run in the family. "Ow I see" the older stallion grinned, Soarin noticed the look he was given, a smug grin. "you know soarin, there is more to life than... mares" it took Soarin a moment to understand what his captin was suggesting. "What...no... I mean I realy am going to look around the city!" he tryed to explain before a mental pictur of the mare from earlier poped up. maybe looking for her around the city would be a good idea, he would give his left wing to see her again. "Well here you go, do you need any help unpacking or can I leave you to it?" Hazzard asked stopping outside a door of the long corridor where the teams rooms where. on the simple door was his name graves in a silver plate, he was one of them now! "Iam fine thanks" "Well have fun 'sight seeing'" fire Hazzard winked while trotting into a room only a few doors along. Soarin walked into his room. The room was plain nothing fancy.just a simple room with a bed, dressing table, bed side table and a few shelves, opposite the bed that stuck out into the room was a door that lead to a simple bath room. The tired stallion fell upon the double bed. For the first time since he had arrived he could relax, but how could he relax when a golden filly was haunting his mind. It was not till he had relaxed did he notice the lack of name for her, yes Soarin, Also know as goofball, had forgotten to get her name... After a quick rest he open his baggage to reveal the few personal items a framed photo of himself and his loveing mother, all he had ever wanted was to make his mom proud even since his father left when he was very young, his mother meant the world to him. He put a few other items with the photo on the bed side table, next he put his hair gel and brush on the dressing table and a his books on the shelf. Today had been very eventful, but for now the sun was setting and a early night would help him with his search plan tomorrow, looking for that unknown mare. Lost in the crowd Lost in the crowd Somewhere in Bucklyn Lost in the crowd Sorain trotter with excitement as he looked over the many stalls, every table was flooded with food, drink, gems and other assorted items, he felt like a colt in a candy store. He failed to notice a mare; minded her own business, as he wondered strait into her, knocking her tiny body to the cobbles street below. "Goodness, I am so sorry! are you ok?" He asked,the clumsy colt tried to help her up. Her thin legs stumbled as the mare rose to her feet, looking up to her attacker, he remembered that Amber streaked tail. from behind her mess of a mare was her golden eyes, the eye he could never forget. his jaw dropped in pure shock... It can't be! "Ow its you again!" She moned as she atempted to dust off her coat. "you do know it's rude to stair?" She pointed out, giving the paralized stallion a disapproving look. "Wh.. What's you name?" Soarin blurted out. his head needed to know the true identity of the mare who seemed to control his thoughts. She rose a single eyebrow and she seemed to qustion his thought process, but soon forgot and gladly answered. "Well is you must know it's...." "SOARIN!" THUD.... Soarin bounced his head firmly off the grayed carpet of his new room befor a pile of messed up sheets fell upon his twisted body, a pounding pain rocketed in his skull. "Soarin?" The first thing he noticed was a stunning light that hit his face like a bat. Part blocked light with a shadow of a pony looking down at the Brock stallion. "Soarin..... SOARIN!" "WHAT!" He yelled back in annoyance of his perfect interrupted dream. "Hahahahaha... Ow Soarin you goofball!" He finaly saw that face of the dream destroying pony that seemed to enjoy his pain. "Go away Fleetfoot, I wanna sleep more!" Moaned Soarin as his hoof massaged his swelling head in a circler movement. "Tuff luck rookie, up and out... It's almost 11 plus you might miss that Apple pie that's in the mess hall" she teased, attempting for a reaction. Which he gladly gave. "I'am up, I'am up!" Said Soarin, as he practical flew to his desk. grabbing his brush and straining put the mess he called a mane and following hot on Fleetfoot's heels, out towards his pie. "So how did you get in my room?" Asked Soarin, stuffing his face with the fresh baked pie. "It was open. You must have left it open when you fell asleep, that or somepony Broke into your room," she giggled to herself. "So wait... do I have this right you where in his room this morning, is there something I should know?" Teased Surprise, who had joined the pair only minutes before. "Nonononononon!" Fleetfoot shocked her head, masking her now ruby checks. "Ooooo some pony has a crush" hummed Surprise. She was always the one for teasing ponies but it was all in good faith, well... Soarin hoped. "I'am right here you know?" Complained Soarin, removing his muzzle from the now empty pie bowl. "Yyyyyup" sang Surprise before turning back to Fleetfoot. " sooooo do you think the captain will be happy if you have a crush on the rookie?" Surprise continued giving the cyan filly I knowing look. Soarin knew he was hopeless with mares; he was pritty sure it was genetic. but the 2 mares sat across the table knew something. they where not letting on. Soarin saw no need to continue the awkward conversation. "well I think I shall leave you two mares to yourselves and look around the city!" Deep down he prayed to Celestia they would stay and not follow. that wasn't going to happen, not in a million years. Each day Soarin left the Colosseum with Surprise by his side. In some ways it wasn't too bad as she know the city like the back of her hoof, on the down side, God that mare knew how to talk and talk she did. It was Sunday or as Soarin saw it the last day of Freedom as tomorow was the start of his official training. what hurt the most was the fact he was no closer to seeing that mare again. yes he had dreamed of her strong hooves running over his body and her lips up against his own and the odd little more intermit dreams... well maybe more than a few. He spent most the days searching the many shop that looked similar to the ones he dreamed that first night but no Amber filly was even spotted, she had seemed to disappear, never to be seen again. he wondered back to the Colosseum with a feeling of overwhelming loneliness. As he sat in the mess hall on his own for once, he failed to notice a stallion trot up toward the sulking Soarin. "You ok mate? You look a little.... Lost!" Hazzard pointed out as he reached the lonely stallion, Soarin didn't move. he just gazed into his large hooves. "I feel it too" said Soarin "What's happened? You can tell you old captain!" His Captain insisted, sitting across the large mess hall table. "Well I... I met a mare at the train station" started Soarin, he was depressed and needed the confert from any pony who would provide it. "Ow I see... let me Guess! you have spent the hole week searching for her but no luck... now you feel lost! am I right?" A smug grin covered his face and Soarin knew his captain was right. "How did you know?" Fire Hazzard leans back into the seat and crossed his trimmed hooves befor talking. "Same happend with me and my perfect wife" "What happened?" "I met her in a old restaurant. When she left, I couldn't find her for almost a month, until I found out she lived next door to me..." Soarin saw the truth in the stallions eyes, the way he Spoke about his wife was the same true feeling he had for that golden mare. "I tried to hard to find her so I didn't notice her standing right in front of me." A welcome silent as calm as a sky after a storm lingered in the air, Hazzard interrupted it. "Well... Let's get off that subject and on to one that involve alcohol!" "Alcohol?" A puzzled look crosses Soarin's face. "Yes? the drink that makes y..!" "I know that it is!" shot Soarin, insulted but his Captains thoughts. "Ow... well tomorrow night the wonderbolts are having a party at a local bar, as a way to welcome you and say ferwell to myself! You coming?" Asked the greying stallion. "I sure am!" "Right I gotta go. gotta sort out the new captain, you better get a bit of flying done, your behind!" Advised the Orange stallion, rising from his seat. "Yes sir!" Sorin saluted in a casual manner. "Get to it!" "Wait! who is you new capti...! "Before he could ask the qustion that had been at the back of his love struck mind. His captain had left trotting into the hall where the main offices where located, he could have followed to meet his captain-to-be, but he had gym work to do. Maybe that could clear his mind! Little Miss Perfect Little Miss Perfect Somewhere in Bucklyn Little miss perfect "Let's get down to business, shall we?" Called a mare's voice. Her tone was harsh and controlling, Soarin's instinct from the years of training, took over and like the other wonderbolts he stood to attention, pushing his large toned chest forward. his emerald eyes darted towards the running track in a swift movement. Out of the corner of his eye was the mare, strutting alone the line of wonderbolts, she was also dressed in the trademark flight suit. "well! it's nice to see you all back for another successful year. this year a few changes have been made, such as myself taking over from captin Fire Hazard." She stepped closer and closer to each of the team members "we have a new member and hope you have all kicked him into shape!" A silence from the line made the mare question. "well, if you need something doing, do it yourself " she complained under her breath but so the team could hear. she was now in soarin's face nose to nose with the still emotionless stallion. "Hello again rookie!" Soarin eyes when wide, was it her?The mare from the train station a hole week ago? No it can't! "Don't you recognised me rookie? What.. Was it my hair?" Her piecing look sent shock waves over the stunned stallion. "Still can't talk to me?" She smiled and removed her huge flight goggles. they revealed the eyes that sparked hope into Soarin's heart, for that instant Soarin knew exactly who she was. Soarin's mouth hung open. It was her! "well let's get you into shape! 1500 LAPS NOW... ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!" In unison the team chanted back "Yes ma'am!" Soarin's wings slammed down with every beat of his pounding heart. To his left was rappidfire, his mane swooping back and eye almost closes, gritted his teeth as he atempted to catch up to the tiny mare ahead, fleetfoot. Soarin was also Racing, having just passed suprize the lap before. Soarin was determined to show the hole team what he was made off, and that he belonged with the team he had always dreamed to flying with. Failing to notice, Soarin passed rappidfire and was neck a neck with Fleetfoot, as they powered around the final bend, He looked over to the that turquoise mare beside him.. Did she just wink at him? The two passes the finish line where the current captain and hazzard timed the laps... She had won!!!! "I was so close to beating you flank!" announced Soarin as he glided with fleetfoot to a stand still on the landing platform, a cocky smile was plastered across her face. "Hahah you wish" fleetfoot teased back. Soarin snorted at her remark, she was a good friend and she sure acted like one too."So what you think of the captain?" the mare asked as their adrenaline rush subsided. Soarin just lifted his shoulders, not realy knowing what to say. "Hahah I still can't believe she was only on the team for 5 years and now look at her," fleetfoot looked over to where the amber mare was "we called her baby spitfire when she joined coz she was only 16." "So her name is spitfire?" Soarin asked after hearing the name said finally to him. "Ow yer sorry, I gess we never told you. well now you know!" "LINE UP!" Yelled the now named mare, Spitfire. She looked over her clipboard as her team lined up standing to attention like before their 'little' work out. "Right! I think I will give you all the rest of the day off, you mares or stallions have time to get ready for tonight" she looked up looking over the tired ponies. "dismissed!" Soarin turned with fleetfoot and suprize to trot to the shower blocks when a voice cut him short "Except you rookie," ow dear, now what? "Good luck" the two mares whispered to him, this didn't give him any confidence but he was kinda looking forward to talking with her again. The others trotted away leaving Soarin and his captain alone on the running track. "Y-yes ma'am?"Soarin stuttered. She looked up to him and... Smiled? "It's good to see a new face around here but you need concentrate, this is not the academy ok?" "Yes ma'am!" "And I know what fleetfoot is like for... teasing." She seemed to pick her words carefully. "Dismissed." Soarin turned to follow his team, still a little confused why she had kept him back but he knew better than to question his commanding officer. "Ow and Soarin, nice to see you again." "You too ma'am." Soarin finished his daily pie and retuned to his room to fresin up, his mind wondered back to just a few hours before. She was very special, at the age of 21 and already a wonderbolt. Not only that! she was a caption. Spitfire... her name was perfect, no other name could represent her. The way her hair swooped back was nice but not as nice as it looked flowing to her shoulders. Soarin couldn't describe the true beauty in the way she looked in that flight suit. The way she strutted and moved showing off her perfect body. Romantic thoughts where interrupted by a knocking form his room door followed by a casual sight of fire Hazzard walking in. his smile never failed no matter what day. "Ow hello sir" Sorain greeted his former captain. "I hope she didn't give you too much of a hard time" said Hazzard walking over to soarins bed and sitting calmly upon it. "Ow, the captain ?" Soarin paused to think, he need to say something now about her but not tell Hazzard he was in love with the Amber mare. "No she she was.. Well let's just say she gave you a run for your money, when it comes to acting like we are in hell." "That's my girl" the older stallion proudly announced. "It was nice to get... Wait what!" Soarin dident quite get what Fire Hazzard was referring to. "did you not know? captain Spitfire is my daughter!" He seemed very proud of him self, having two talented foals. "What! no way!" Exclaimed Soarin in a state of shock. he can't truly be in love with his captains daughter could he!? "Wow I had no idea." "Haha yup anyway, I just came to make sure she gave you hell like expected. well I better let you get your make up sorted" teased the retired stallion as he gathered hisself and trotted back over to the open door. "You too sir" Soarin called over to the Orange stallion. "I will get you back for that cadet!" This was the only time he could push the limit when it came to teasing his captain, "No Dought you will!" Soarin was proud of himself, yes it was a little foalish teasing a stallion that could make his training a living nightmare. but he didn't seem to care. So as his door closed once again, Soarin relaxed knowing he had a few hours to get really for his welcome party. maybe... just maybe... he could get a little closer to Spitfire... Ow I Wonder Ow I Wonder Somewhere in bucklyn Ow... I wonder Music blasted into every corner of the local bar. a young alabaster stallion with striking orange mane and tail was working the dj booth, allowing his magic to change records and turn dials. bouncing by his side was a hyper looking filly who looked to be his daughter, her mane was similar but a neon blue colour. The club was casual. a nice sized room with a few tables that lined the walls. most not needed, as the wonderbolt members and there loved ones seemed too occupied with the music to sit sulking in a corner, like one stallion. Many of the team mates danced, moving in time with the beat, swaying their hips with each note change. Surprise was being... well Surprise, hoofing out trays of food and alcoholic drinks. In a shadowed corner soarin sat with his cider, occasionally gulping a mouthful. he had taken his time getting ready and arriving for the party. turning up on time, he had spent the last hour hiding from the other ponies. Soarin wasn't a antisocial type, he just prefers to watch the other mares and stallion. There was mostly pegasus walking around chatting and eating the food provided, to the Soarin's surprise , a few unicorns and earth ponies joined, most likely friends and family of the team members he had began to train with. Soarins eye settled on the door way as a golden mare trotted in. The pure sight of her face made soarin smile, she just had this ora that made Soarin's heart flutter. Following her was her brother (Rabidfire) and father (Hazzard). but to Soarin, spitfires perfect smile was the only importance. "Having fun?" asked a new voice of a stallion who had joined Soarin the corner. Soarin haven't noticed rappidfire trot over while he was willingly admiring the team mates sister. "Ow yer... yer lots of fun" soarin try to say without feeling guilty about his actions. "I never would have gessed the corner was fun place to be" Rapidfire was a very sarcastic pony. Soarin found his personality amusing, the way he acted so similar to his younger sister but nothing like his father. "Yer funny" wined Soarin. "I know I am! so anyway, I don't think we really got off on the right hoof, iam Rapidfire !" "Yer I know, your the son of captin Hazzard and brother of spitfire. am I right?" In that moment Soarin felt like the cocky one. "Yer how in Equestria did you know that?" Rappidfire complained. "Your dad told me" "That would explain things. Well anyway, enjoy your night. I am going the find some nice filly, if you get me?" The orange maned stallion posed attempting to show if his well toned wings which Made him self look like a fool but soarin just role his eyes at such act of masculinity. "Have fun" soarin tested, not expect the cocky stallion to hear as he trotter of in search for a mare. Soarin looked back over to spitfire she stood chating with Fleetfoot and a strange earth pony mare. The mare as a tan colour with a a simple blue pot cutie mark, but the main attraction was spitfire. her toned figure was almost too perfect to believe, the way her wings clung tight to her back. even down the way she swooped her mane back with her hoof. Soarin just smiled nothing could break his trance... "SURPRISE!" "HOLY MOTHER OF LUNA! Suprize what the hell! you made my jump!" Yelled Soarin but the thumping bass muffled his complaints. "Well maybe you shouldn't stair at fillys!" sang Surprise, she remained too close the the panicked Soarin. Her face inches away from his, as she balances all her weight on her front hooves. "I wasn't!" Huffed the pail blue stallion defending his image. "Yes you where silly. I can tell you like her!" She squealed in her high pitched voice. "Ow yer, how?" "That way you look at her" her voise became softer, the completely opposite to her day to day hyper personality. she sounded almost caring and supportive. "Big wow. she is nice looking, do you blame me? Soarin said looking back over to the chatting captain. For a moment the mare and stallion just looked out above the herd of dancing ponies. soarin had become close to each of his team members, Surprise along with Fleetfoot where two of his best friends, it was only then did he realize that Surprise was trying to help him. "Can I tell you a secret" Surprise blurted out. no consideration to the mental break through exploding is Soarin's head. "No WAY! Suprize can keep secrets?" Soarin teased the yellow pegasus. "Very funny! but yes I can." she strikes a pose of conference, which made Soarin snigger under his breath. "Ow go on then." Soarin continued to tease. "She likes you!" "WHAT!" Soarin was taken back with what his new friend had suggested. his eyes almost jumped of his face with shock. surly that couldn't be true! "Yup, yes has a pretty big crush on you, has done since you arrived" Surprise retuned into her sing song voice. "How in equestria would you know that?" The yellow maned mare shock her head at the stallions naivety. "She is my best friend! she tells me everything... so you going to make a move on her?" "B...But what do I say to her?" Nervously, Soarin began to stutter, that way he did when talking to the one and only spitfire. "Just go up there and ask her on a date or something! your a big colt now, you can do it." The words of wisdom from the hyper Lemon mare where inspiring to soarin. "O..ok then, here I go" Her now empty mug retuned to the table as the nervous Soarin got to his hooves to walk over to her. The trot began with determination, with each hyper beat of a rhythmic drum, his hoof collided with the dance floor. He conference act soon dropped, as his got closer and closer. he walking in the tips of his hooves almost like he was sneaking past a sleeping dragon. with every step he took he heart expanded to the point of exploding. time seems the slow as he grow closer and closer and closer. "H..hey spitfire" soarin stuttered grabbing the attention of the flawless mare as she chatted with Fleetfoot and a younger looking tan mare. "Ow hey Sorain what's up?" Asked spitfire smiling like that day he meet her. Soarin pawed helplessly at the floor, he failed to notice Fleetfoot as she slowly backed away to leave the conversation with her ears folded against her head and tail between her legs. Soarin continued "I was just wondering.. If... well if you would want to go out for a dinner some night... you know like... like a date?" Soarin looked up to the reaction she would give prayed her would smile with the perfect smile she always had but she wasn't. Silence trapped the pair in a bubble, as she look down upon the stallion. bouncing notes of the music drowned out by the pounding beat of the shy Soarin's cracking heart. she didn't smile, or frown. She just stood there... "Rookie, look....." It's unfair It's unfair Somewhere in bucklyn It's not fair The night had rolled in like the train, Soarin hope he could forget. Truthfully he wish he could take back the hole week from meeting that distracting mare. He wish he could start again and be the stallion he told his mother he would always be. But for that moment, pain was the only feeling running within his veins. Soarin sat motionless on a bench in the garden of the bar. Looking up at the stars that seemed so far away, too far even for a pegasus to reach, they only made him feel smaller, less important. It didn't matter what words he used, that feeling was set like stone onto his chest, causing his heart to work Harder. Attempting to get just a little love from this hole experience. Only a single dryer tear was across his checks. With all the strength he had to offer, he held the flood gates closed. "Soarin?" Whispered a general voice. a voice he had come to know well. He didn't move, he didn't even react. He wasn't sure he could even form words. "Soarin... can I sit with you?" He only nodded, words where not needed to express the felling that swelled in his green eyes. He felt like a helpless puppy lost, forgotten and left on a street, left to defend for him self. Fleetfoot joined the lonely stallion, she just looked up towards the stars above trying to figure out what the blue stallion was thinking. A pleasant silence surrounded the pair as they watch each star sparkel. She may not have said a word, but her presents had all the reassurance he needed. "How was I to know?" Soarin whispered out into the twilight air, letting the words of sadness fall upon the loving ears of Fleetfoot as she looked to his emotionless face. "You can't of know soarin... I didn't even know she was into mares, until she introduced me to her." Her soft voice calmed Soarin. Fleetfoot's hoof landed softly upon his own. She needing to comfort the saddened stallion."I know how you feel." "I doubt it!" "Honestly... I do... I fell inlove with a colt, not that long ago but... he doesn't see me in that way." Fleetfoot caring words held Sorain, he just looked down to her. her purple eyes; the very colour of Luna's night sky, glimmered. Only a hint of sadness. Sorain thought about her words he had never considered Fleetfoot, a happy go lucky mare who specialised in having fun could be deep down, hurt by some selfish colt. "Soarin? why do you love her? what was it about her?" Fleetfoot asked looking the rookie stallion. Her question was an honest one and not one to joke about... She needed the truth. "I am... Iam not sure." Soarin thought for a moment. "her eyes, I love her perfect golden coloured eyes and the way she walked with confidence.. What about the stallion you like? why did you like him?" Something about the moment seemed right! "He well... he is kind, quiet and Doesn't know who he truly could be. but the biggest thing I love...is the way he makes me feel, even when he just says "hi"" she blushed looking down to Soarin's and her own hooves, that still held there embrace. "He sounded like the perfect stallion!" Sorain smiled at her reddened checks. The pair smiled letting the tension in the midnight air escape. The fresh smell in the breeze was pleasant as a perfect silence once again held the pair together. Together their gentle breaths felt like a harmony. "He sure is..." "Soarin... I need to tell you something but I... I am terrible at words and... And ..." Deep down within her body was a terrified filly, who held onto a hope. Soarin could see the way she looked to almost cry, just trying to get the pure emotion in her next words. "You can tell me Fleetfoot... I am your friend you can tell me anything" he leaned closer to her tiny body, as she looked into his emerald eyes. "I want to tell you, it's so hard to find the correct words but... I gess I could show you!" A hint of confidence attempted to push the uncertainty away. "Show me wh...?" Before the last part of his question was said, he was silenced with a pair of soft lips. His eyes shot open with the contact. All he could see was her face, her lavender eyes hidden by closed eye lids. It felt so wrong...but so right. He pressed firmer into the kiss, slowing letting his eyes feel heavy and close. He gentle raped her body in his hooves. Holding her slim figure closer to his chest, his heart beat in perfect timing with hers. Moments ago, Soarin struggled to control his feeling. in this one kiss everything seemed to stop, allowing him to think... and think he did. The only thought was of the mare he held so close, even his wings had wrapped her closer to him, blanketing her in the warmth of the reassuring gesture. Their instinct for air intake paused their embrace. Soarin pulled back, looking down to the mare that filled his head. her eyes remained closed. As Soarin placed a hoof under her chin to rise her eyes to his, her perfect eye flutter opens. Her body shock; she was nervous. As Soarin looked at her flawless face a single Crystal tear rolled down her check. "Sorry" she whispered. "I better go" regret covered her face as she turned to leave, her ears flat against her skull. "Fleet?" Soarin called after her, he couldn't let her go, he had just felt a soft glowing somewhere within his body. This was what love truly felt like. Only now did he realise what his captain had meant, the one and only pony he needed, was right in front of him the hole time. She reluctantly turned to met his gaze. "Yes?" "Do you love me?" Soarin was confident for the first time in front of a mare. Her eye glittered with the fresh tears that threatened to fall... "Yes" "Then please don't leave" he rose to his hooves, coming closer to the mare, a loving smile crossed his face "because, I think I love you too!" The pair steped closer, now muzzle to muzzle a red haze on both their checks, Fleetfoot's eyes glowed brighter that all the stars. her baby blue coat shone. he saw past a friend or teammate, and saw the mare of his dreams. she was perfection, only one question still remained "Why did you walk away, when I when the talk to Spitfire?" She giggled, pawing at the ground. "Well, I kinda told suprize to get you to ask me out. I gess you thought she was talking about spitfire." "Ow!" Soarin looked to Luna's Sky, in a way to show his thinking process. "well then... Fleetfoot would you like to go on a date with me? He look into her face that glowed, as she smiled at his suggestion. "Soarin?" "Yes!" "shut up and kiss me!" Fleetfoot jumped into Soarin, wrapping her wings around his neck. For the second time that evening the pair held onto each other letting their muzzles interlock. The kiss lasted longer with more passion that ran within them. A onlooker turned away from the romance from her royal subjects, her almost black coat and flowing midnight blue mare indicted her identity. the alacorn smiled "my work here is done" with a soft Aqua glow the mare vanished in search for others to guide... *THE END*
Leather and gold Leather and gold Somewhere In Bucklyn Leather and gold It's cold, too cold. wind sent rushes of freezing air across the station platform. A few ponies huddled in herds to share warmth. It was winter in manehatten and frost had taken over. Many ponies would stay at home and cuddle with their loved ones. But not Soarin. Soarin was a perfect frosty blue stallion, he stood lonely and bored on the large train station platform. His eyes where fasantated by his hooves that pawed at the slippy ice covered earth, with every breath the Pegasus stallion took his body begun to relax to the tempture. His mind was wandering with only throats of his new life to come... At the age of 16. Soarin begin his training at the one and only wonderbolt academy for gifted Pegasus, he had been trained by captain Fire Hazzard. Soarin had only turned 19 about a month ago when he was invited to join the touring team but their was only one small detail... he had to wait for a pony to leave. That was the reson he was sat there on that cold winter morning, waiting for the train to Bucklyn. he had half expected to wait a couple of years but that wasn't the case when his captain, the one pony that truly believed in his ability, presented sorain with his winged badge. Captain Fire Hazzard was retiring and soarin was taking his place... Yet another train had arrived, leaving more ponies to their own business. he begun to worry due to the absence of his train. thankfully the stations clock only read 8:23, only 7 miniuts till he would be in the warmth of the train. even the simple wool scarf that his mother had given him didn't protect him from the freezing air. Maybe he must have been early getting to the station, most likely his excitement getting the best of him but that had changed now that the air chilled him to the bone. he watched each stallion and mare, his mind trying to work out their jobs and life style, a purple earth pony mare went by, she must have been going to a florets because of her tulip cutie mark. a Gray unicorn stallion off to work in a office that would explain his suit and tie. A golden orange Pegasus mare... his eye stopped on her. Her lemon yellow fur looked like fire, her mane was a little shorter than shoulder length as it flowed naturally, it's orange and gold coloured highlights glowed almost as bright as her perfect smile she worn. a deep brown leather jacket with cream lining (similar to a piece of clothing pilots in old love movies wore) was protecting her from the cold wind. she walked past, Sorain continued to stair with true amazement. sorain was hypnotised as his heart fluttered, the strange feeling was new for the lonely Pegasus. She stood sliently next to him allowing a large oak brown suitcase do stand proud between her front legs. he could hear ecos of hip-hop music that came from the small pale blue head phones, he mentally smiled at the mares love for a Uncomment music choice and she seemed To be enjoying herself, nodding her head in time with the pounding beat, his heart fluttered even more. He tryed so hard to not stair at the golden mare that shone so bright beside him, only looking at her from the corner of his eye. He failed to notice her growing smile as she had noticed his sly glances. "See something you like rookie?" She asked is a raspy but still feminine voice. "Wa?" Was all the embarrass stallion to say. Firstly why did she talk to him...him of all ponies. And secondly what's with the 'rookie' part? "You heard me!" She smirked pulling him away from his questions. Soarin just looked at her, her voice was perfect and honestly a little sexy, her eyes still faced forward but a huge smile was plastered across her face. "Sorry" his ears flatted agains his head, shameful of his actions, he shuffled his hooves trying to remove himself from the awkward moment. "Don't be, so where are ya headed?" She asked like she had known him for years, like they where best friends. "I... well Bucklyn" soarin slammed out, still in a state of shock that such a good looking filly was talking to him. now he thorght about it, she looked about his age, maybe a bit older, but only by a few years. "Nice, so we will be on the same train then!" She answered is a confident tone, for such a petite Pegasus she sure was proud and strong-willed. All he could do was nod in agreement, why was he acting like a filly in front of her? "So what you going to be doing in Bucklyn?" She asked without regret, hoping to get more details from the still shacking stallion. "new job...starts next week. I just wanted to get settled in," Soarin stumbled over his words, struggling to form full sentences. But somewhere in his panicking mind was curiosity. why would she asked a young stallion what he was going to do in a new town? "Nice..." The silence retuned, both mare and stallion looked over the train station trying to find something to say, anything that would Brack the awkward conversation. "You want to sit next to me on the train?... it gets kinda lonely... you know." what... was...he...thinking... he mentally face hoofed, knowing his stupid question was the perfect way to drive a mare, even a mare like her, away. "I would... but kinda meeting some other ponies on the train, for a meeting, but I don't mind meeting you back up after the train ride? "Ow.. Ok!" What did he expect. it was his own stupid fault, he had successfully driven a perfect and strong mare away. his face was now the perfect example of shame and regret. She interrupted his thinking, "Well we better go aboard!" He hadn't noticed the train pull into the station on perfect time, he give the golden mare a smile as he grapes his large blue suitcase and trotted behind her. Once aboard, she turned left heading down the carriage, the only one with small privet rooms, soarin looked down after her as she opens a single door and was greeted by a few voices, mostly mares, she left his view as she troted in and swiftly closed the slid door behind. Snapping from his gaze, he turned right to take a seat next to a large window, the carriage was quiet and alowed the now warm stallion to relax into a quick sleep... "Hello soarin! Spock the mare as she laid her head unto his chest, her flawless fur soothing up agains his. a paralizing shock rocked up his body and along his wings, as she laid a simple kiss upon his cheek. "H-hi!" stutted Soarin, feeling the warmth of her breath against his lips, his mind was telling him to kiss her and never let go, to feel her soft plump lips pressing against his. "How are you doing?" she whispered, nuzzling his neck to get closer to the now sweating stallion "Aww your so cute then your nervous"she giggled not wanting a reply from him, she leaned closer to nibbled his ear before speaking again "Can I tell you a secret?" He couldn't form any words so improvised by nodding her head, she leaned closer and closer each one of her smooth breaths sent shocks of pure bliss down his back... "Your train will be arriving in Bucklyn shorty, thank you!" announced one of the train staff over the intercom. Soarin jumped at the loud voice, all the lustful thought exited his head like his mind was in fire... Fire, just like her colour, her perfect fur and... "NO!" he yelled, luckily not noticed by any of the other passengers. He couldn't deny the honest feeling anymore. He had fallen for her. He must see her again... Thinking, he finally relized how long he had been dreaming about that mare, sleeping for the hole journey... all two hours of it. That must had been a record. With silent laughter, he begin to gather his suitcase and tossed it into his back befor waiting for the train to stop completely. Hopping of the now dormant train, his eyes looked over the sea of ponies that rushed to exit and enter the train. looking only for one mare, the one mare he was starting to admire. there was no sign of her. their was no sign of her slik orange mane or golden orbs, that looked more like two suns than eyes. Soarin remained on the Bucklyn station platform until only 2 ponies remained. a realisation came as he left the platform and headed on to the streets. She had gone, She had left him, She was somewhere is Bucklyn,
Somewhere out thereSomewhere In Bucklyn Somewhere out there Honestly, If it wasn't for his mothers organisation he probably be lost by now. Luckily the simple hoof drawn map was helping, but the amount of ponies was making his journey difficult . It was shocking to see how many ponies lived and worked in a relatively new city. Bucklyn was only about 300 years old and a lot younger than canterlot or cloudsdale or even his home town of manehatten. Pony after pony passed Soarin as he wondered causally in search for the wonderbolt headquarters, the new head quarters was built in Bucklyn, so the wonderbolt team could train away from the busy academy. Sorain became inpatient with the slowness of his journey. He gave up trailing on hoof. starched is wings out in a swift movement he launched in to the sky. It wasn't very hard to find the new wonderbolt Academy coliseum, in all it's elegant beauty the building was made from crafted clouds that had been made to look like marble. the craftman ship that when into it was unbelievable and truly outstanding. Within minutes, he stood motionless looking up at his new home. Frozen and glued to the stop, Soarin looking up at 2 huge wooden doors. they where engraved with lightning bolts and outlines of the great wonderbolt captains. the doors alone where intimidating, causing soarin to Hesitate befor gently lifting a hoof to open them. behind the large wooden doors was a long hall that was lined with the cream tiles. sorain couldn't believable how amazing this place was, The stallion had trained in a complete different city and this was the first time he saw what the building had to offer. He gingerly trotted to the central desk where I simple mare sat reading the lates issue of mares monthly, her coat was a pail gray but her rose mane matched her ruby eyes perfectly, once soarin had gotten closer she seemed to look up to him and then back to her magazine. Within second she look back to him relizing who this stranger was. A red blush aspired on her checks. "H...Hello you must be Sorain, we have been expecting you, please take a seat while I contact your captain" the mare stutted before correcting herself, her smile was pleasant as She trotted away into a room to the left of the hall, leaving Soarin to himself. Sorain strolled toward the 3 seats that lined up agenst the mighty support coloums. his eyes scanned the interior, every inch of room was huge. The cealing was decorated with painted dancing pegasus. on each side of the walls was a portrayed every wonderbolt captain from comander huricain all the way to capin Fire Hazzard but on the left of his captains painting was a unknown painting, it's black cloth that layed over in, stop Sorain from seeing the pony beneath... "Hey, your the newbie, right?" Asked a unfemiler mare. She was a pail blue colour with a sliver mane and tail that was swooped back, simular to his own, she was a skinny mare her trademark flight suit showed off her slim figure. "Umm yer, the names soarin, you are?" He asked giving the mare a curios look. "Fleetfoot, nice ta meet ya" her hoof was thrown into his direction and he grasped it with his own in greeting. How could he have from gotten who she was? She was a bucking wonderbolt! "I can't believe Iam talking to a real wonderbolt!" Soarin almost squeezed. In complete fancolt moment. "Calm down will ya, your one of us now. you better not look in the Mirror if that's how ya act seeing a wonderbolt" she teased giggling to herself. Soarin shuffled his hooves "Hehe yer i gess..." "Well I gotta get unpacked, I'll see ya around rookie." There it was again what was with mares calling him that... she seemed to trot off clearly excited by something. he just watched, trying to workout what that mare was up to but he was soon interrupted by a more familiar deep voice. "Soarin my colt, your here. nice to see you again!" Captin Fire Hazard trotted down the hall towards Soarin, his slightly greyed orange coat hadn't changed from the last time they had meet, but his mane, tail and beard have almost turned white. One of the many disadvantage of growing old. "Sir!" Soarin said as he raised a hoof to his head to salut to his captin. "At ease, I am not the captin anymore remember? so just talk to me like a friend" he insisted "Sure" Soarin said trying to see his 'captin' as just a friend "Well let's show you around!" Each room that Soarin entered made him become more and more giddy, firstly was the workout room. It was a huge hall with stretching mats, treadmills, Dumbbells, weights, bikes and even a wrestling ring. Then the running track with the cloud obstical Corse that floated above. that's where he met some other wonderbolts, misty fly was a quiet mare she was the oldest member at the age of 32, surprise was a hyper active mare that seem to bounced around him and she was clearly fasnated by his wings and lastly was rappidfire, a stuck up stallion who seems to look down at Soarin. he was the type of pony to cause trouble. they where all older than soarin but he was still confident to fit in and perform to the best of his ability. And finaly he saw the one room he would never forget. the one room where his lover would wait for him... The mess hall "Pieeeeeee!" Sorain hummed as the sweet smell of apples hit his nostrils. "ow no you don't, you need to get unpacked first!" the captin held to strong hoof up and pointed to soarin's back, he had forgotten about his suitcase that laid still on his back. Sorain trotted away from his beloved pie, heading towards the apartment block that was joins to the headquarters and exclusive to the team. "Cap... Hazzard?" "Yes Soarin ?" "Is rappidfire always.. You know.. Stuck up?" "Soarin...! don't let me catch you calling my son" Soarin was given a stern look from his idol before a smile cracked upon fire hazards face. "Ow I'am sorry, I didn't know!" "Don't worrie your self...So what's your plans for the rest of the week?" Hazzard asked as he trotted with Soarin at his side. "Ow well I am going to sight see" Soarin's head was still trying get over the fact rappidfire was related to his captain, it must run in the family. "Ow I see" the older stallion grinned, Soarin noticed the look he was given, a smug grin. "you know soarin, there is more to life than... mares" it took Soarin a moment to understand what his captin was suggesting. "What...no... I mean I realy am going to look around the city!" he tryed to explain before a mental pictur of the mare from earlier poped up. maybe looking for her around the city would be a good idea, he would give his left wing to see her again. "Well here you go, do you need any help unpacking or can I leave you to it?" Hazzard asked stopping outside a door of the long corridor where the teams rooms where. on the simple door was his name graves in a silver plate, he was one of them now! "Iam fine thanks" "Well have fun 'sight seeing'" fire Hazzard winked while trotting into a room only a few doors along. Soarin walked into his room. The room was plain nothing fancy.just a simple room with a bed, dressing table, bed side table and a few shelves, opposite the bed that stuck out into the room was a door that lead to a simple bath room. The tired stallion fell upon the double bed. For the first time since he had arrived he could relax, but how could he relax when a golden filly was haunting his mind. It was not till he had relaxed did he notice the lack of name for her, yes Soarin, Also know as goofball, had forgotten to get her name... After a quick rest he open his baggage to reveal the few personal items a framed photo of himself and his loveing mother, all he had ever wanted was to make his mom proud even since his father left when he was very young, his mother meant the world to him. He put a few other items with the photo on the bed side table, next he put his hair gel and brush on the dressing table and a his books on the shelf. Today had been very eventful, but for now the sun was setting and a early night would help him with his search plan tomorrow, looking for that unknown mare.
Lost in the crowd Lost in the crowd Somewhere in Bucklyn Lost in the crowd Sorain trotter with excitement as he looked over the many stalls, every table was flooded with food, drink, gems and other assorted items, he felt like a colt in a candy store. He failed to notice a mare; minded her own business, as he wondered strait into her, knocking her tiny body to the cobbles street below. "Goodness, I am so sorry! are you ok?" He asked,the clumsy colt tried to help her up. Her thin legs stumbled as the mare rose to her feet, looking up to her attacker, he remembered that Amber streaked tail. from behind her mess of a mare was her golden eyes, the eye he could never forget. his jaw dropped in pure shock... It can't be! "Ow its you again!" She moned as she atempted to dust off her coat. "you do know it's rude to stair?" She pointed out, giving the paralized stallion a disapproving look. "Wh.. What's you name?" Soarin blurted out. his head needed to know the true identity of the mare who seemed to control his thoughts. She rose a single eyebrow and she seemed to qustion his thought process, but soon forgot and gladly answered. "Well is you must know it's...." "SOARIN!" THUD.... Soarin bounced his head firmly off the grayed carpet of his new room befor a pile of messed up sheets fell upon his twisted body, a pounding pain rocketed in his skull. "Soarin?" The first thing he noticed was a stunning light that hit his face like a bat. Part blocked light with a shadow of a pony looking down at the Brock stallion. "Soarin..... SOARIN!" "WHAT!" He yelled back in annoyance of his perfect interrupted dream. "Hahahahaha... Ow Soarin you goofball!" He finaly saw that face of the dream destroying pony that seemed to enjoy his pain. "Go away Fleetfoot, I wanna sleep more!" Moaned Soarin as his hoof massaged his swelling head in a circler movement. "Tuff luck rookie, up and out... It's almost 11 plus you might miss that Apple pie that's in the mess hall" she teased, attempting for a reaction. Which he gladly gave. "I'am up, I'am up!" Said Soarin, as he practical flew to his desk. grabbing his brush and straining put the mess he called a mane and following hot on Fleetfoot's heels, out towards his pie. "So how did you get in my room?" Asked Soarin, stuffing his face with the fresh baked pie. "It was open. You must have left it open when you fell asleep, that or somepony Broke into your room," she giggled to herself. "So wait... do I have this right you where in his room this morning, is there something I should know?" Teased Surprise, who had joined the pair only minutes before. "Nonononononon!" Fleetfoot shocked her head, masking her now ruby checks. "Ooooo some pony has a crush" hummed Surprise. She was always the one for teasing ponies but it was all in good faith, well... Soarin hoped. "I'am right here you know?" Complained Soarin, removing his muzzle from the now empty pie bowl. "Yyyyyup" sang Surprise before turning back to Fleetfoot. " sooooo do you think the captain will be happy if you have a crush on the rookie?" Surprise continued giving the cyan filly I knowing look. Soarin knew he was hopeless with mares; he was pritty sure it was genetic. but the 2 mares sat across the table knew something. they where not letting on. Soarin saw no need to continue the awkward conversation. "well I think I shall leave you two mares to yourselves and look around the city!" Deep down he prayed to Celestia they would stay and not follow. that wasn't going to happen, not in a million years. Each day Soarin left the Colosseum with Surprise by his side. In some ways it wasn't too bad as she know the city like the back of her hoof, on the down side, God that mare knew how to talk and talk she did. It was Sunday or as Soarin saw it the last day of Freedom as tomorow was the start of his official training. what hurt the most was the fact he was no closer to seeing that mare again. yes he had dreamed of her strong hooves running over his body and her lips up against his own and the odd little more intermit dreams... well maybe more than a few. He spent most the days searching the many shop that looked similar to the ones he dreamed that first night but no Amber filly was even spotted, she had seemed to disappear, never to be seen again. he wondered back to the Colosseum with a feeling of overwhelming loneliness. As he sat in the mess hall on his own for once, he failed to notice a stallion trot up toward the sulking Soarin. "You ok mate? You look a little.... Lost!" Hazzard pointed out as he reached the lonely stallion, Soarin didn't move. he just gazed into his large hooves. "I feel it too" said Soarin "What's happened? You can tell you old captain!" His Captain insisted, sitting across the large mess hall table. "Well I... I met a mare at the train station" started Soarin, he was depressed and needed the confert from any pony who would provide it. "Ow I see... let me Guess! you have spent the hole week searching for her but no luck... now you feel lost! am I right?" A smug grin covered his face and Soarin knew his captain was right. "How did you know?" Fire Hazzard leans back into the seat and crossed his trimmed hooves befor talking. "Same happend with me and my perfect wife" "What happened?" "I met her in a old restaurant. When she left, I couldn't find her for almost a month, until I found out she lived next door to me..." Soarin saw the truth in the stallions eyes, the way he Spoke about his wife was the same true feeling he had for that golden mare. "I tried to hard to find her so I didn't notice her standing right in front of me." A welcome silent as calm as a sky after a storm lingered in the air, Hazzard interrupted it. "Well... Let's get off that subject and on to one that involve alcohol!" "Alcohol?" A puzzled look crosses Soarin's face. "Yes? the drink that makes y..!" "I know that it is!" shot Soarin, insulted but his Captains thoughts. "Ow... well tomorrow night the wonderbolts are having a party at a local bar, as a way to welcome you and say ferwell to myself! You coming?" Asked the greying stallion. "I sure am!" "Right I gotta go. gotta sort out the new captain, you better get a bit of flying done, your behind!" Advised the Orange stallion, rising from his seat. "Yes sir!" Sorin saluted in a casual manner. "Get to it!" "Wait! who is you new capti...! "Before he could ask the qustion that had been at the back of his love struck mind. His captain had left trotting into the hall where the main offices where located, he could have followed to meet his captain-to-be, but he had gym work to do. Maybe that could clear his mind!
Little Miss Perfect Little Miss Perfect Somewhere in Bucklyn Little miss perfect "Let's get down to business, shall we?" Called a mare's voice. Her tone was harsh and controlling, Soarin's instinct from the years of training, took over and like the other wonderbolts he stood to attention, pushing his large toned chest forward. his emerald eyes darted towards the running track in a swift movement. Out of the corner of his eye was the mare, strutting alone the line of wonderbolts, she was also dressed in the trademark flight suit. "well! it's nice to see you all back for another successful year. this year a few changes have been made, such as myself taking over from captin Fire Hazard." She stepped closer and closer to each of the team members "we have a new member and hope you have all kicked him into shape!" A silence from the line made the mare question. "well, if you need something doing, do it yourself " she complained under her breath but so the team could hear. she was now in soarin's face nose to nose with the still emotionless stallion. "Hello again rookie!" Soarin eyes when wide, was it her?The mare from the train station a hole week ago? No it can't! "Don't you recognised me rookie? What.. Was it my hair?" Her piecing look sent shock waves over the stunned stallion. "Still can't talk to me?" She smiled and removed her huge flight goggles. they revealed the eyes that sparked hope into Soarin's heart, for that instant Soarin knew exactly who she was. Soarin's mouth hung open. It was her! "well let's get you into shape! 1500 LAPS NOW... ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!" In unison the team chanted back "Yes ma'am!" Soarin's wings slammed down with every beat of his pounding heart. To his left was rappidfire, his mane swooping back and eye almost closes, gritted his teeth as he atempted to catch up to the tiny mare ahead, fleetfoot. Soarin was also Racing, having just passed suprize the lap before. Soarin was determined to show the hole team what he was made off, and that he belonged with the team he had always dreamed to flying with. Failing to notice, Soarin passed rappidfire and was neck a neck with Fleetfoot, as they powered around the final bend, He looked over to the that turquoise mare beside him.. Did she just wink at him? The two passes the finish line where the current captain and hazzard timed the laps... She had won!!!! "I was so close to beating you flank!" announced Soarin as he glided with fleetfoot to a stand still on the landing platform, a cocky smile was plastered across her face. "Hahah you wish" fleetfoot teased back. Soarin snorted at her remark, she was a good friend and she sure acted like one too."So what you think of the captain?" the mare asked as their adrenaline rush subsided. Soarin just lifted his shoulders, not realy knowing what to say. "Hahah I still can't believe she was only on the team for 5 years and now look at her," fleetfoot looked over to where the amber mare was "we called her baby spitfire when she joined coz she was only 16." "So her name is spitfire?" Soarin asked after hearing the name said finally to him. "Ow yer sorry, I gess we never told you. well now you know!" "LINE UP!" Yelled the now named mare, Spitfire. She looked over her clipboard as her team lined up standing to attention like before their 'little' work out. "Right! I think I will give you all the rest of the day off, you mares or stallions have time to get ready for tonight" she looked up looking over the tired ponies. "dismissed!" Soarin turned with fleetfoot and suprize to trot to the shower blocks when a voice cut him short "Except you rookie," ow dear, now what? "Good luck" the two mares whispered to him, this didn't give him any confidence but he was kinda looking forward to talking with her again. The others trotted away leaving Soarin and his captain alone on the running track. "Y-yes ma'am?"Soarin stuttered. She looked up to him and... Smiled? "It's good to see a new face around here but you need concentrate, this is not the academy ok?" "Yes ma'am!" "And I know what fleetfoot is like for... teasing." She seemed to pick her words carefully. "Dismissed." Soarin turned to follow his team, still a little confused why she had kept him back but he knew better than to question his commanding officer. "Ow and Soarin, nice to see you again." "You too ma'am." Soarin finished his daily pie and retuned to his room to fresin up, his mind wondered back to just a few hours before. She was very special, at the age of 21 and already a wonderbolt. Not only that! she was a caption. Spitfire... her name was perfect, no other name could represent her. The way her hair swooped back was nice but not as nice as it looked flowing to her shoulders. Soarin couldn't describe the true beauty in the way she looked in that flight suit. The way she strutted and moved showing off her perfect body. Romantic thoughts where interrupted by a knocking form his room door followed by a casual sight of fire Hazzard walking in. his smile never failed no matter what day. "Ow hello sir" Sorain greeted his former captain. "I hope she didn't give you too much of a hard time" said Hazzard walking over to soarins bed and sitting calmly upon it. "Ow, the captain ?" Soarin paused to think, he need to say something now about her but not tell Hazzard he was in love with the Amber mare. "No she she was.. Well let's just say she gave you a run for your money, when it comes to acting like we are in hell." "That's my girl" the older stallion proudly announced. "It was nice to get... Wait what!" Soarin dident quite get what Fire Hazzard was referring to. "did you not know? captain Spitfire is my daughter!" He seemed very proud of him self, having two talented foals. "What! no way!" Exclaimed Soarin in a state of shock. he can't truly be in love with his captains daughter could he!? "Wow I had no idea." "Haha yup anyway, I just came to make sure she gave you hell like expected. well I better let you get your make up sorted" teased the retired stallion as he gathered hisself and trotted back over to the open door. "You too sir" Soarin called over to the Orange stallion. "I will get you back for that cadet!" This was the only time he could push the limit when it came to teasing his captain, "No Dought you will!" Soarin was proud of himself, yes it was a little foalish teasing a stallion that could make his training a living nightmare. but he didn't seem to care. So as his door closed once again, Soarin relaxed knowing he had a few hours to get really for his welcome party. maybe... just maybe... he could get a little closer to Spitfire...
Ow I Wonder Ow I Wonder Somewhere in bucklyn Ow... I wonder Music blasted into every corner of the local bar. a young alabaster stallion with striking orange mane and tail was working the dj booth, allowing his magic to change records and turn dials. bouncing by his side was a hyper looking filly who looked to be his daughter, her mane was similar but a neon blue colour. The club was casual. a nice sized room with a few tables that lined the walls. most not needed, as the wonderbolt members and there loved ones seemed too occupied with the music to sit sulking in a corner, like one stallion. Many of the team mates danced, moving in time with the beat, swaying their hips with each note change. Surprise was being... well Surprise, hoofing out trays of food and alcoholic drinks. In a shadowed corner soarin sat with his cider, occasionally gulping a mouthful. he had taken his time getting ready and arriving for the party. turning up on time, he had spent the last hour hiding from the other ponies. Soarin wasn't a antisocial type, he just prefers to watch the other mares and stallion. There was mostly pegasus walking around chatting and eating the food provided, to the Soarin's surprise , a few unicorns and earth ponies joined, most likely friends and family of the team members he had began to train with. Soarins eye settled on the door way as a golden mare trotted in. The pure sight of her face made soarin smile, she just had this ora that made Soarin's heart flutter. Following her was her brother (Rabidfire) and father (Hazzard). but to Soarin, spitfires perfect smile was the only importance. "Having fun?" asked a new voice of a stallion who had joined Soarin the corner. Soarin haven't noticed rappidfire trot over while he was willingly admiring the team mates sister. "Ow yer... yer lots of fun" soarin try to say without feeling guilty about his actions. "I never would have gessed the corner was fun place to be" Rapidfire was a very sarcastic pony. Soarin found his personality amusing, the way he acted so similar to his younger sister but nothing like his father. "Yer funny" wined Soarin. "I know I am! so anyway, I don't think we really got off on the right hoof, iam Rapidfire !" "Yer I know, your the son of captin Hazzard and brother of spitfire. am I right?" In that moment Soarin felt like the cocky one. "Yer how in Equestria did you know that?" Rappidfire complained. "Your dad told me" "That would explain things. Well anyway, enjoy your night. I am going the find some nice filly, if you get me?" The orange maned stallion posed attempting to show if his well toned wings which Made him self look like a fool but soarin just role his eyes at such act of masculinity. "Have fun" soarin tested, not expect the cocky stallion to hear as he trotter of in search for a mare. Soarin looked back over to spitfire she stood chating with Fleetfoot and a strange earth pony mare. The mare as a tan colour with a a simple blue pot cutie mark, but the main attraction was spitfire. her toned figure was almost too perfect to believe, the way her wings clung tight to her back. even down the way she swooped her mane back with her hoof. Soarin just smiled nothing could break his trance... "SURPRISE!" "HOLY MOTHER OF LUNA! Suprize what the hell! you made my jump!" Yelled Soarin but the thumping bass muffled his complaints. "Well maybe you shouldn't stair at fillys!" sang Surprise, she remained too close the the panicked Soarin. Her face inches away from his, as she balances all her weight on her front hooves. "I wasn't!" Huffed the pail blue stallion defending his image. "Yes you where silly. I can tell you like her!" She squealed in her high pitched voice. "Ow yer, how?" "That way you look at her" her voise became softer, the completely opposite to her day to day hyper personality. she sounded almost caring and supportive. "Big wow. she is nice looking, do you blame me? Soarin said looking back over to the chatting captain. For a moment the mare and stallion just looked out above the herd of dancing ponies. soarin had become close to each of his team members, Surprise along with Fleetfoot where two of his best friends, it was only then did he realize that Surprise was trying to help him. "Can I tell you a secret" Surprise blurted out. no consideration to the mental break through exploding is Soarin's head. "No WAY! Suprize can keep secrets?" Soarin teased the yellow pegasus. "Very funny! but yes I can." she strikes a pose of conference, which made Soarin snigger under his breath. "Ow go on then." Soarin continued to tease. "She likes you!" "WHAT!" Soarin was taken back with what his new friend had suggested. his eyes almost jumped of his face with shock. surly that couldn't be true! "Yup, yes has a pretty big crush on you, has done since you arrived" Surprise retuned into her sing song voice. "How in equestria would you know that?" The yellow maned mare shock her head at the stallions naivety. "She is my best friend! she tells me everything... so you going to make a move on her?" "B...But what do I say to her?" Nervously, Soarin began to stutter, that way he did when talking to the one and only spitfire. "Just go up there and ask her on a date or something! your a big colt now, you can do it." The words of wisdom from the hyper Lemon mare where inspiring to soarin. "O..ok then, here I go" Her now empty mug retuned to the table as the nervous Soarin got to his hooves to walk over to her. The trot began with determination, with each hyper beat of a rhythmic drum, his hoof collided with the dance floor. He conference act soon dropped, as his got closer and closer. he walking in the tips of his hooves almost like he was sneaking past a sleeping dragon. with every step he took he heart expanded to the point of exploding. time seems the slow as he grow closer and closer and closer. "H..hey spitfire" soarin stuttered grabbing the attention of the flawless mare as she chatted with Fleetfoot and a younger looking tan mare. "Ow hey Sorain what's up?" Asked spitfire smiling like that day he meet her. Soarin pawed helplessly at the floor, he failed to notice Fleetfoot as she slowly backed away to leave the conversation with her ears folded against her head and tail between her legs. Soarin continued "I was just wondering.. If... well if you would want to go out for a dinner some night... you know like... like a date?" Soarin looked up to the reaction she would give prayed her would smile with the perfect smile she always had but she wasn't. Silence trapped the pair in a bubble, as she look down upon the stallion. bouncing notes of the music drowned out by the pounding beat of the shy Soarin's cracking heart. she didn't smile, or frown. She just stood there... "Rookie, look....."
It's unfair It's unfair Somewhere in bucklyn It's not fair The night had rolled in like the train, Soarin hope he could forget. Truthfully he wish he could take back the hole week from meeting that distracting mare. He wish he could start again and be the stallion he told his mother he would always be. But for that moment, pain was the only feeling running within his veins. Soarin sat motionless on a bench in the garden of the bar. Looking up at the stars that seemed so far away, too far even for a pegasus to reach, they only made him feel smaller, less important. It didn't matter what words he used, that feeling was set like stone onto his chest, causing his heart to work Harder. Attempting to get just a little love from this hole experience. Only a single dryer tear was across his checks. With all the strength he had to offer, he held the flood gates closed. "Soarin?" Whispered a general voice. a voice he had come to know well. He didn't move, he didn't even react. He wasn't sure he could even form words. "Soarin... can I sit with you?" He only nodded, words where not needed to express the felling that swelled in his green eyes. He felt like a helpless puppy lost, forgotten and left on a street, left to defend for him self. Fleetfoot joined the lonely stallion, she just looked up towards the stars above trying to figure out what the blue stallion was thinking. A pleasant silence surrounded the pair as they watch each star sparkel. She may not have said a word, but her presents had all the reassurance he needed. "How was I to know?" Soarin whispered out into the twilight air, letting the words of sadness fall upon the loving ears of Fleetfoot as she looked to his emotionless face. "You can't of know soarin... I didn't even know she was into mares, until she introduced me to her." Her soft voice calmed Soarin. Fleetfoot's hoof landed softly upon his own. She needing to comfort the saddened stallion."I know how you feel." "I doubt it!" "Honestly... I do... I fell inlove with a colt, not that long ago but... he doesn't see me in that way." Fleetfoot caring words held Sorain, he just looked down to her. her purple eyes; the very colour of Luna's night sky, glimmered. Only a hint of sadness. Sorain thought about her words he had never considered Fleetfoot, a happy go lucky mare who specialised in having fun could be deep down, hurt by some selfish colt. "Soarin? why do you love her? what was it about her?" Fleetfoot asked looking the rookie stallion. Her question was an honest one and not one to joke about... She needed the truth. "I am... Iam not sure." Soarin thought for a moment. "her eyes, I love her perfect golden coloured eyes and the way she walked with confidence.. What about the stallion you like? why did you like him?" Something about the moment seemed right! "He well... he is kind, quiet and Doesn't know who he truly could be. but the biggest thing I love...is the way he makes me feel, even when he just says "hi"" she blushed looking down to Soarin's and her own hooves, that still held there embrace. "He sounded like the perfect stallion!" Sorain smiled at her reddened checks. The pair smiled letting the tension in the midnight air escape. The fresh smell in the breeze was pleasant as a perfect silence once again held the pair together. Together their gentle breaths felt like a harmony. "He sure is..." "Soarin... I need to tell you something but I... I am terrible at words and... And ..." Deep down within her body was a terrified filly, who held onto a hope. Soarin could see the way she looked to almost cry, just trying to get the pure emotion in her next words. "You can tell me Fleetfoot... I am your friend you can tell me anything" he leaned closer to her tiny body, as she looked into his emerald eyes. "I want to tell you, it's so hard to find the correct words but... I gess I could show you!" A hint of confidence attempted to push the uncertainty away. "Show me wh...?" Before the last part of his question was said, he was silenced with a pair of soft lips. His eyes shot open with the contact. All he could see was her face, her lavender eyes hidden by closed eye lids. It felt so wrong...but so right. He pressed firmer into the kiss, slowing letting his eyes feel heavy and close. He gentle raped her body in his hooves. Holding her slim figure closer to his chest, his heart beat in perfect timing with hers. Moments ago, Soarin struggled to control his feeling. in this one kiss everything seemed to stop, allowing him to think... and think he did. The only thought was of the mare he held so close, even his wings had wrapped her closer to him, blanketing her in the warmth of the reassuring gesture. Their instinct for air intake paused their embrace. Soarin pulled back, looking down to the mare that filled his head. her eyes remained closed. As Soarin placed a hoof under her chin to rise her eyes to his, her perfect eye flutter opens. Her body shock; she was nervous. As Soarin looked at her flawless face a single Crystal tear rolled down her check. "Sorry" she whispered. "I better go" regret covered her face as she turned to leave, her ears flat against her skull. "Fleet?" Soarin called after her, he couldn't let her go, he had just felt a soft glowing somewhere within his body. This was what love truly felt like. Only now did he realise what his captain had meant, the one and only pony he needed, was right in front of him the hole time. She reluctantly turned to met his gaze. "Yes?" "Do you love me?" Soarin was confident for the first time in front of a mare. Her eye glittered with the fresh tears that threatened to fall... "Yes" "Then please don't leave" he rose to his hooves, coming closer to the mare, a loving smile crossed his face "because, I think I love you too!" The pair steped closer, now muzzle to muzzle a red haze on both their checks, Fleetfoot's eyes glowed brighter that all the stars. her baby blue coat shone. he saw past a friend or teammate, and saw the mare of his dreams. she was perfection, only one question still remained "Why did you walk away, when I when the talk to Spitfire?" She giggled, pawing at the ground. "Well, I kinda told suprize to get you to ask me out. I gess you thought she was talking about spitfire." "Ow!" Soarin looked to Luna's Sky, in a way to show his thinking process. "well then... Fleetfoot would you like to go on a date with me? He look into her face that glowed, as she smiled at his suggestion. "Soarin?" "Yes!" "shut up and kiss me!" Fleetfoot jumped into Soarin, wrapping her wings around his neck. For the second time that evening the pair held onto each other letting their muzzles interlock. The kiss lasted longer with more passion that ran within them. A onlooker turned away from the romance from her royal subjects, her almost black coat and flowing midnight blue mare indicted her identity. the alacorn smiled "my work here is done" with a soft Aqua glow the mare vanished in search for others to guide... *THE END*
