Friendship Sauadron: WWII Aces

by Woody Willows

Rating: teen
Tags: Alternate Universe, Comedy, Adventure, Human
Length: 2503

This story follows the mane six as they perform missions for the AAC (Army Air Corps) as a squadron of six ace pilots.

The year is 1942, one year after the USA's joining of WWII. An elite squadron of six P-51D Mustang pilots must fly missions for the Army Air Corps to do their best to make the sky a friendlier place, one dogfight at a time. They will endure hardships that will test their friendship and face choices that will change the course of their entire lives.

The title is only a working one. If you have another title idea, PM it to me as to free comment section.

(Idea inspired by the "Blazing Angels" game series, but not enough taken to be a crossover.)
(Rated "T" for some infrequent coarse language, some suggestive jokes, and occasionally mildly bloody scenes.)

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-09-01 20:50:01 UTC

Chapter 1

"ATC Tower Alpha. Requesting permission to touch down?"

"Permission granted. Welcome back."

          One aircraft lands and continues on into one of six small hangars, followed by five others. All of the pilots exit their aircraft and walk into the hangar at the far end, where their leader is starting to take off her gear.

         "Ahhh, lovely day to fly, right girls?" she says as she takes off her helmet and throws her rainbow hair out of her face.

         "Yup! Sure was, Rainbow-Dash," says another pilot as she brushes back her blonde ponytail.

         "Do you know if we had any more training today, Commander?" says a different pilot.

         "I'm not too sure, Twilight," Rainbow-Dash replies. "Hey, you wanna work on figuring that out?"

         "I'm sure they'll tell us over the radios if there is any more training today," says another pilot. "Umm, I mean, if you want  to wait and see."

         "We'll go ahead and unwind first, Fluttershy. Best take a break," replies Rainbow-Dash.

         "Can we eat in the meantime?! I'm starved!" Another pilot says. She then gasps heavily. "I can make us some cake and we can have our own little party right here!"

         "I don't think that'll be necessary, Pinkie-Pie, but I like the enthusiasm! Always great to have you on the team!" Rainbow replies. Pinkie-Pie beams and bounces around. "Just, try to keep the entusiasm under control, alright?" Pinkie stop bouncing and just vibrates in place.

          A voice from the door interrupts them. "Wel, it's a fine thing to leave your own friend in the dust like that!" She walks in, brushing her curly, indigo hair.

         "Well just keep up next time, silly!" Pinkie says.

         "Well, you know I need time to exit the aircraft!"

         "And by 'exit the aircraft', ya mean admirin' yerself in the mirror, right, Rarity?" Apple-Jack pokes.

         "Well, a lady needs to look presentable!"

         "Sure. Well, Ah'm a lady and yet Ah don't normally give a damn how I look!"

         "Well that's because you're just a country brute!"

          Apple-Jack just waves a hand dismissively. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever pretty-britches." Rarity stomps a foot on the ground and huffs as Apple-Jack smirks in response.

         "Alright, settle down," Rainbow-Dash says. "We're a team, don't forget that!"

         "Yes ma'am," they all respond in unison.

         "Eh, we're not in a military setting right now. Be as informal as you want...ehh, to an extent. Just unwind and get changed. Unless you like these flightsuits so much. C'mon. Let's go in the back area and rest."

         "So, why is YOUR hangar the ONE of ours that actually has our a back area?" Rarity asks.

         "I'm our squad commander. I get the convenience!"

          They all make their way casually into the back room to get changed into their more comfortable uniform. When they get back there, they each open their respected locker and grab their woodland-camo uniform. Rarity is quick to beat the rest behind the changing screen in the room.

         "Heh, eager ta git out of the flightsuit, are ya?" Apple-Jack laughs to herself.

         "I hate the flightsuit! It...chafes..," Rarity says.

         "Sure. Hey, Dash? Do ya know if we got anything else ta do today?"

         "Sadly, no we don't," Rainbow replies.

         "Sadly?"

         "I just love being in the sky! I feel perfectly at home in our P-51Ds. And nothing gets me more fired up than blasting those damned Nazis out of the sky!"

         "Ah'm in it jus' ta help our country!"

         "What about you, Twilight?"

         "Well, it's not so much the fighting that I like, but the amazing science of how these things fly! It's amazing! I did it to study these planes!" Twilight says.

         "Nice. And what about you, Rarity?"

         "Primarily to deal with thise Japanese brutes!" She steps out from behind the changing screen and Twilight walks behind. "Pearl Harbor was the last straw for me! That and...I might be able to make a new fasion line based off of old war attire when this is all over..."

         "Oh, you and your fasion! What about you, Pinkie-Pie?"

         "Well...I thought it would be a nice change of pace in my life! From cooking grub to cooking grenades, I guess."

         "I see. And what about you, Fluttershy?" They are answered with merely science. "Uhhm, Fluttershy?"

         "What? Oh! Sorry! I...ummm...thought it would be nice to do the right thing..."

         "Any reason's a goood one, Fluttershy. So, because we got nothing else to do, anyone wanna go up for a while for fun?"

         "I will...if that's okay with you anyhow. If you don't want me to go then I-"

         "Nonsense! Of course I want you! Hey Twilight?"

         "Yes, ma'am?" Twilight asks, casually throwing her bra over the changing screen and grabbing another.

         "You are in charge while me and Fluttershy are away. We'll be out for a few hours."

         "Yes ma'am!"

         "Alright. Ready to go, Flutters?"

         "Yes."

         "Ya'll gonna refuel 'fore ya git out there?" Apple-Jack asks.

         "We should. Hang on a second." She steps back away from everyone as she grabs the radio from her flightsuit. "ATC Tower Alpha, do you read?"

         "Yes Commander. What do you need?"

         "I request fuel out on the flightline. Me and Sergant Fluttershy are heading back up for a free-flight."

         "Alright. Will dispatch units as ordered."

         Rainbow looks back to everyone."Tankers are on their way. We'll be going up soon."

         "Alrighty then," Apple-Jack says from behind the screen as her panties fly over it and another pair us quickly zipped over the edge. "Well, we,ll see ya later then."

         "Apple-Jack!" Rarity yells.

         "What did Ah do now, prissy pants?"

         "Do you just leave your undergarments laying around the hangar?!"

         "Naw, Ah get 'em when Ah'm done changin'...most of the time."

         "Most of the time?!"

         "Well, sometimes it just slips my mind, ya know?"

         "Well, if you MUST forget, at least put it behind the screen instead of flicking it in telhe middle of the floor!"

         "Boo-hoo, git used to it now 'cause it'll happen still."

         "Girls, calm down! This is such a stupid thing to complain about! I'll just pick up the damn thing if it'll make you stop complaining!"

         "We won't make you do such a deed, commander!"

         "Alright, Rarity. YOU pick them up." A booming laughter is heard from behind the changing screen as the woodland-camo jacket and hat gets pulled over the top if the screen.

         "What?" Rarity says with a look of disgust. "But-bu-but they- where do I-"

         "Pick them up and throw them in the dirty clothes hamper."

         "But th-"

         "But nothing! That's an order! We got a sink and some soap over there."

         "...Fine..." Rarity stoops down and grabs the black undergarments and quickly tosses them in the hamper. She the  runs over to the sink as Apple-Jack walks out from behind the screen, chuckling while Pinkie-Pie hops back there. A knock is heard at the door. Rainbow walks over to the door and opens it. Another soldier is on the other side if the door. He raises a saluted. Rainbow raises one in return and drops it along with the man.

         "At rest, Sergeant," Rainbow says.

         "I was just here to inform you than your aircraft are fueled, ma'am"

         "Thank you Sergeant. Be on your way." He takes a step back and raises a salute. Rainbow raises her arm and drops it in unison with the guard. He turns and walks to the tanker and drives off. Rainbow turns around. "Well, me and Fluttershy will be off now."

         "Farewell, Commander!" Twilight says and salutes. Everyone else but Fluttershy does as well Rainbow salutes them and drops her's with the rest. Her and Fluttershy turn and walk out of the hangar as they put their helmets and goggles on.

         Rainbow climbs onto the wing of her aircraft as Fluttershy makes her way down the flightline to her own plane. Rainbow opens the bubble canopy if her airplane and slides her way into the comfortable seat. She positions the headset over her ears and moves the radio by her mouth. Shortly after a voice comes from over the radio. It's Fluttershy. "Are you ready, Commander?"

         "You bet I am!" Rainbow turns the key in the ignition and the prop starts spinning. She turns dials and presses buttons before thrusting the throttle forward. She moves out on the airstrip and turns the plane down the runway, noticing Fluttershy is already there. "ATC Tower Alpha, are we clear for takeoff?"

         "Yes you are, Commander. Have a nice flight."

          Rainbow-Dash pushes the throttle as far as it will go and the plane begins moving forward quickly. She pulls back on the yoke and the plane begins to lift itself off of the ground behind Fluttershy's aircraft. Rainbow-Dash speeds up besde and slightly ahead of Fluttershy before slowing to her friend's speed.

         "Beautiful day fo a flight, isn't it, Fluttershy?"

         "Yes it is, Commander."

         "Do you want to go anywhere specific or just fly aimlessly?"

         "Whatever you want to do, Commander."

         "No, I'm serious. I'm letting you decide. You're normally ignored in out saquadron because you're so quiet, which is okay. So, I'm letting you decide. Where do you want to go?"

         "Well...we can fly to the next air-field. Umm...if that's alright with you, anyway."

         "No problem!" The two pilots speed their planes forward in the direction of the next airfield, admiring the countryside.

          After a giid fifteen minutes of slowly cruising along, Fluttershy alerts Rainbow-Dash,"Watch out over for your 10 o'clock, Commander. A small group of other aircraft. Just a heads-up."

         "That you, Sergea- Wait a second..." Rainbow squints at the emblem in the planes' fuseloges. "Those are German aircraft! Seven Stukas! Do we take them or ask for reinforcements?"

         "I don't know! I don't make battle calls!"

         "Well, prepare yourself. We're going in hot!" Rainbow quickly turns the plane in the direction of the German craft. When one plane is in her sights, she unleashes a hail of bullets on one of the Stukas. It begins to smoke as they break their 'v' formation and go into fighting maneuvers.

          One of the Stukas quickly line itself up behind Rainbow-Dash and begin to fire upon her as another goes in to intercept Fluttershy.

         "This is Commander Rainbow-Dash asking for fighter assistance of the airfield in closest proximity!" She pulls the plane into a full loop and ends up behind her assailant and begins to fire, putting so many holes in it, it begins to fall to the ground in flames. "Repeat! This is Commander Rainbow-Dash requesting fighter assistance from any close avaliable airfield!"

          A Stuka goes down in flames beside Rainbow-Dash as Fluttershy speeds ahead of her, smoking with two Stukas in hot pursuit. "Commander Dash? This is Airbase Lima. Explain your situation. We have fighters dispatching to you as I speak."

         "Sir, This is Commander Rainbow-Dash! I was up with Sergeant Fluttershy when we came upon seven German Stuka aircraft. Two have been -- three have been shot down, but the rest are tearing us apart as I speak! We are in distress! Both of us are smoking and badly damaged. It's nothing but a Charlie-Foxtrot up here!"

         "Understood, ma'am! Hang tight, two P-51Ds are on their way now to help you clean up the mess."

         "Mayday, mayday, mayday! This is Sergeant Fluttershy! I've been shot down! Bailing now!" Rainbow-Dash looks out of the window to see Fluttershy's airplane spiraling down. It levels ling enough for an olive-green figure to jump out of the cockpit and open its chute.

          Suddenly, two aircraft come in the distance and begin to fire a surprise attack on the Remaining Stukas, sending all but one down, which Rainbow-Dash takes.

          She chases after the Stuka and pulls behind it. She fires a burst before it rolls off to the side. She brings her craft around and follows it, shooting the whole time.

          She quickly turns the opposite way the Stuka is turning and catches it on the go-round, pelting its cockpit with a hail-storm of bullets. The plane begins to drop into the ground below.

         "Airbase Lima, the assistance is appreciated. Bring around a team to pick-up Sergeant Fluttershy. We are circling around her position now. Sergeant Fluttershy, stay where you are until you are picked-up. "

         "Yes, ma'am. Not like I can go anywhere..."

          The three fighters begin to circle the area where Fluttershy is waiting for evacuation. After not too much longer, the pilots see a jeep and a fire-truck coming out to Fluttershy's position. They see Fluttershy getting into the jeep and the fire-truck spraying down the flaming wreckage of her airplane a few hundred feet out.

         "Commander Rainbow-Dash, we are taking the Sergeant to our airbase. She landed wrong and is currently suffering a broken left leg. Either you can stay with us or return to your airbase."

         "Thank you for the status update, sir. I'll fly back with you guys and wait with her . I'll radio to my base and request a two-passenger plane to pick her up."

         "Alrighty, then. Follow the other aircraft and they will lead you to our airbase. Enjoy your stay."

         "Thank you, gentlemen!" She turns a dial on her radio, setting the frequency to talk to the rest of her friends. "Squadron F, does anyone read me?"

         "I hear you, commander. What do you need?"

         "Twilight? Does everyone else hear me? This is important and I'm not about to say this twice."

         "Alright. Give me a second." The radio goes offline for a few seconds before Twilight responds. "Okay, go ahead."

         "Me and the Sergeant  were doing our flying when we came across seven German Stuka aircraft. We decided to take them out. I made a bad call. They were more armed than we thought and were more than a match for us. My plane is smoking and Fluttershy was gunned down." She hears a collective gasp over the radio. "She was, however, able to kepp the plane steady long enough to bail and is perfectly fine other than a broken leg from from the landing. I will be staying at Airbase Lima. I need you to get a, at least, two-passenger craft to come pick up the sergeant. Don't panic. I am fine and the Sergeant will be okay. From the sounds of it, her leg's breakage isn't as bad as it could be. Understood? Any questions?"

         "No ma'am. Thank you very much and tell Fluttershy we send our regards. Will dispatch the pick-up ASAP."

         "Thank you all. Commander Rainbow-Dash, out"