Stance strong.
Wings ready.
Rainbow Dash walked out onto the soft cloud and observed her surroundings. She was in a stadium made of compacted clouds that were formed in to pillars, seats, and a race track. The lack of a roof provided the perfect lighting for Celestia's sun to shine down upon the track in sort of a spotlight kind of way.
Rainbow had been to this stadium multiple times before watching the WonderBolts compete, the only difference this time is that SHE was competing in the race. Rainbow walked up to the starting line, stretched her wings and put on her googles to prepare for the events about to take place. She tossed a glance to either side of her, spying Soarin to her right, Spitfire and Fleetfoot to her left.
Dash's ears perked up to the announcer's voice counting down to the start of the race. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.-BANG! The announcer shot the starting pistol and before her mind could catch up Dash's body shot off the starting line. In first, was Spitfire, 2nd Fleetfoot, next Rainbow Dash, last Soarin. The four started the first leg of the race. Dash sped around the first corner, then another, then the third but clipped her wing on a piller in the process. She gritted her teeth, but in an attempt of determination shoved the pain to the back of her mind and then cleared it. The only thought she had was winning.
Rainbow came around the fourth corner on to the straight away. She could see a pony in front of her and was determined to pass this pony. The second set of curves came at the end of the second straight away and she was forced to slow down to avoid the fate of crashing. When she swooped out of the curves, the starting line was half way down the first straight away and she bolted for it. Dash threw a look at the announcer tower checking for a flag but none arose.
Fleetfoot was about a yard in front of her and she knew how fast she could go going straight so she flapped her wings harder and evened out with her opponent,then with a bit of straight track ahead pulled through and passed Fleetfoot. Rainbow Dash knew Spitfire would be in first so she shook her head burrowing it in the wind, pumping her wings with vigorous effort. Dash executed the corners perfectly and passed the start again, seeing a white flag being waved above her head. Rainbow knew to win she would have to be at her A game.
As she pulled off the first set of curves again, she saw Spitfire heading down the straight away. Rainbow wanted to win so bad it hurt so she took those emotions and used them as fuel as she did the rest of her feelings. The crowd cheered for it seemed Rainbow could not be stopped. Her actions mimicked the ones of a bull seeing red. Dash flung herself around the last corner and locked her eyes on her fillyhood idle. She saw the checkered flag ahead and pushed all her energy into her wings. Rainbow Dash could feel the wind against her face become stronger. The cheering of the crowd became a faint whisper as she traveled faster and faster. She felt like lightning as she traveled faster then she ever had before, and in that moment a loud boom sounded and a rainbow of color shot out around her. Dash soared past Spitfire leaving a rainbow in her wake. She flew over the finish line and arced up into the sky and over the stadium creating a vibrant rainbow stretching from one side of the stadium to the other. Dash landed with a loud THUD on the winners podium in the first place spot.
Author's Note
Hello people who were openminded enough to read this!(not to say the people who didn't aren't)
This is my first fiction and i am exited to see the comments about my story!
(Constructive criticism encouraged)
~Myrtylbro
Rainbow Dash stepped off the podium to greet the three WonderBolts she had just competed against. They flocked around her telling her how the sonic rainbow she had just preformed was amazing and- All Rainbow could hear was the pounding of her own heart and her own thoughts bouncing through her mind.
"You okay Dash?" Spitfire asked with a calmed tone.
"Y-yea I think so."
"You think so or you know so." Spitfire said with a smirk.
Dash playfully glared back at her.
"Soooo the Bolts and I are headed to the post-race party, you game, or are you got other plans?"
Dash looked at Spits and the rest of the WonderBolts and smiled.
"What makes ya think I have plans?" Dash remarked and quickly followed up with "Of corse I'll be there I just need to head home to get ready."
"This isn't a formal party Dash."
Later...
"Wow..."
"Yea who knew Pinkie threw THESE parties!" Dash shouted through the crowd.
"I haven't had this much fun in years!" Spits yelled back.
The two ponies were sitting at a table next to the dance floor that had been built at Sweet Apple Acres where the party took place. It was getting dark out and Luna's moon peeked out from the horizon. Pinkie and Vinyl Scratch where sitting in a booth above the action and playing music that only Pinkie could come up with and only Vinyl could D-J.
"Wow Soarin can really move." Spits said head turned towards the dance floor looking a bit impressed.
There Soarin was pulling off back flips and front flips with ease, including the worm and many other advanced moves.
"Yea he really gets goin." Rainbow said turning her head in the same direction as her friend's.
Fleetfoot, obviously feeling left out, emerged from the crowd and started to moonwalk out onto the dance floor stealing Soarin's spotlight. She then proceeded to awe the crowd with her moves until Soarin slid in and preformed a spin. A glint in each Soarin and Fleetfoot's eyes told them that a battle was a head... A battle for best dancer!
"Ohh no." "I know that look" Spitfire turned back to Dash. "That's the look they share when there about to compete and from the looks of things, I'd have to say it would have something to do with dancing."
"Well you wouldn't be to far off." Dash remarked still staring at the dance floor.
Soarin and Fleetfoot where spinning, flipping, diving, and any other move just to woo the crowd in order to win.
As the night progressed Rainbow and Spitfire were losing their bearings from a few drinks they had ordered but quickly recouped when Fleetfoot splashed a pitcher of freezing cold water on their heads to get themselves together.
After figuring themselves out, the two sat down with Soarin and Fleetfoot to catch up Rainbow and Spits on what had happened while they where out of it, and who won the dance off.
"I OBVIOUSLY won Fleet." Soarin exclaimed the statement like it was made out of the most precious material on Equestria.
"As if. The crowd cheered LOUDER at my performance." Fleetfoot threw her statement at Soarin like a rock with a angry note tied on it.
Rainbow, knowing she had to be up early tomorrow to bust clouds, stood up from the table and and leaned from one side to the other stretching her wings for her flight home. Plus she thought it wiser that she didn't stick around the two friends while they were bickering.
"You're not leaving now are you?"Spits asked.
"Eeyep. Got things to do. Uhh and make sure that their tizzy there, doesn't escalate." Rainbow replied.
"Will do. And have a good night."
"You to."
And with that Rainbow took to the sky.
Author's Note
And that,my friend,is the story of the race (and the party) FYI it says in the last chapter that all she dose is go lay on her bed when she gets home for people that might of missed that.
Thanks for reading!
~Myrtylbro
