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