Author's Note

This is the turning point my friends!

After a long hiatus the chapter is finally out. And I have to say sorry for two reasons. 1. This is basically a filler chapter I spewed out after trying to make something for months. 2. That first point being what it is, this chapter was made just to advance the plot. I tried to make it good but it felt sub-par to what I usually do.

So, I promise things will get better from here on out, I just had to get over this last hurdle. Those of you who stayed with me so far, I thank you for you patience and ask you to be patient a little longer as I trudge through this chapter. Still hope you enjoy!

PS>>> I hate Wind Rider.

Resign

Today was a sad day for Rainbow Dash.

Today was not a day she was looking forward too, but she had to. The blue pegasus was in the locker room with her wing pony Lightning Dust at her side. They were getting their cadet uniforms on to meet in the main training grounds.

Rainbow had finished slipping her flight suit on and closed her locker. She glanced at Lightning Dust who looked just as sad as she felt. The teal mare had bags under her eyes and bloodshot eyes. She didn’t sleep well last night after they heard the news.

Once suited up the sluggishly flew towards the airfield where every cadet and current Wonderbolt was gathered. Among the flight suits there was one pegasus donning her signature blue officer coat. Her ribbons and medals all gathered neatly and measured to the millimeter dangled proudly over her chest. A single metal whistle also hung around her neck with a pair of aviators between the tread. Her yellow fur and fire orange mane were clean and shining in the sunlight.

Rainbow and Lightning Dust settled near their class as they watched Spitfire, standing tall and proud, took a step forward seeing everyone was present.

“Good morning,” She said in her usual gruff voice. “As you may or may not have heard, there’s been a rumor going about the Academy about my resignation from the wonderbolts. Well, it’s all true.”

Murmurs from the cadets and staff filled the area. Off to the side of his fellow Wonderbolts Wind Rider smirked. Spitfire walked along the edge of the cadets looking at each of them as she spoke her next words.

“Some of you know me very well, but some of you won’t have the honor of knowing me. Regardless of that, I leave you in the good hooves of one of the Wonderbolts finest ponies,” Spitfire trailed off for dramatic effect.

Every cadet went tense. Who could possibly replace Captain Spitfire as head of the Wonderbolts? There were a few candidates with Wind Rider being the most likely in the line of succession. Even Wind Rider himself was sure he’d be the one chosen. After all he was the most talented flier on the team, according to him.

Spitfire raised one wing to silence the chatter. “I have taken time to consider my options in who I chose to lead the WOnderbolts after I’m gone. After a thorough review there was only one option I could see fit. Fleetfoot! Front center!”

To everyone’s surprise Fleetfoot being called wasn’t the last choice many would have made, but she wasn’t the first either. As the teal mare walked nervously forward Spitfire reached into her chest pocket and pulled out a tiny black box and held it in her hooves as she sat on her haunches.

“Fleetfoot, you have been by my side since we were fillies. You always have my back and the teams back,” She then gestured to Soarin, who puffed his chest out. “Soarin is my second in Command, and he’s kept me on course, true, and steady. Now, he’s your second in command, and I know he’ll keep you on course throughout your career. Congratulations, Captain Fleetfoot.”

With the words spoken Spitfire opened the small box revealing a golden medal with the Wonderbolt insignia on it. She placed the medal on Fleetfoot's chest and stepped back to salute her. Fleetfoot for her part was in total shock, but managed a salute, albeit sloppy, before Spitfire turned about face and walked away from the shocked crowd.

“Have fun, Fleet!” She casually called back walking next to Trixie who was off to the side of the groups.

Trixie followed SPitfire preparing to leave the Academy grounds as quickly as possible. Trixie had to quicken her pace to keep up with her lover, who was just short of galloping with how fast her pace was.

“What’s wrong Spitz?” Trixie asked.

“Nothing. I just want to get out of here before-” The mare never finished her sentence as Wind Rider came flying over them and landed, cutting them off.

“Spitfire! I must protest this change in command!” He said loudly stomping his hoof on the ground. “Fleetfoot can’t run the Wonderbolts!”

Trixie was about to tell the arrogant stallion off, but several pegasi joined with them, including, Fleetfoot, Soarin, Flare, Rainbow, Lighting and a few others.

“Hey! You leave Fleetfoot alone Wind Rider!” Soarin yelled at the stallion.

“Yeah, she’ll be a great Captain!” Rainbow Dash added.

“I can’t believe this!”Wind Rider said with a low tone. “She has no leadership experience, she isn’t an experienced lead pony, and on top of all that she has zero leadership experience!”

To everyone's surprise it wasn’t Spitfire who answered Wind Riders accusations, nor was it rainbow, or even Soarin, but Trixie. Trixie stood between Fleetfoot and the encroaching Winter Rider with a defiant look on her face. Frowning at him, and receiving a scowl in return, Trixie pushed the older stallion away from Fleetfoot with a grunt. He was stronger than his old looks suggest.

“You leave her alone you old coot!” Trixie scolded him like a parent to her child. “She’s far more qualified to lead the Wonderbolts than some overly eager, egotistical, and completely narcissistic jackass like you!”

Everyone ‘oohed’ at Trixie’s comment to Wind Rider. Fleetfoot and Spitfire were amazed she stood up for the teal mare, especially against Wind Rider, but they were all thinking the same thing.

Wind Rider chuckled, “Funny coming from a monster like you.”

With that the stallion made a hasty retreat leaving the group alone. Trixie Then turned to Fleetfoot and patted her back gently.

“Are you alright, Fleet?” Trixie asked softly.

“Yeah, um. Thanks Trixie. I, never expected you to do this for me.”

Soarin laughed placing a wing over Trixie’s back and hugging her. “That’s Trixie for you! Always looking out for those she cares about! Right, Spitfire?”

The yellow pegasus in question nodded in agreement. She placed a wing over Trixie and Soarin’s wing pulling the unicorn free from the pegasus stallions grip.

“Wow, Trix, that was the most sweet thing I’ve heard you say to Fleetfoot ever! I’m proud of you,” Spitfire said pressing her nose against Trixies.

The azure mare pushed back scrunching her nose with a giggle that made everyone else shuffle away from the intimate act. Not that any of them felt the act disgusting, but it was still socially awkward to show affection in public.

Then from the side Rainbow approached her with a stern glare. Spitfire fluttered her wing and gave Rainbow a piercing glare of her own, warning her not to cross a line. The message was received loud and clear, and Rainbow nodded to her former XO to show it.

“Trixie?” Rainbow asked getting the unicorns attention.

Trixie Turned to face Rainbow head on.

“What?” She asked curtly.

“Trixie.” Spitfire said in a warning tone.

“No, it’s fine ma’am,” Rainbow raised a wing to stop Spitfire. “I just wanted to say sorry about what happened in Ponyville. The whole, you know, ursa thing.”

“It’s fine I guess.”

“Cool, um, yeah so I’m gonna get going and talk to my friends,” Rainbow said gesturing for Lightning to follow. “The girls want you to come by Ponyville next chance you get. We got an apology gift for you.”

“A apology gift?”

“Yeup! So let us know when you can come by okay?” Rainbow said with a bit more enthusiasm. “Anyways, we gotta get back to drills. See ya later! Later Spitfire!”

With that Rainbow and Lightning Dust left heading back to join with the rest of the cadets for their training. Lightning Dust looked back once before following rainbow at full speed. After a few more exchanged words the rest of the Wonderbolts and cadets left Trixie and Spitfire alone to leave the grounds.

The two lovers got into a new balloon and took it all the way back to Manehattan. The flight took over two hours in which the two lovers simply basked in the presence of each other. They pressed their flanks against each other wrapping their tails together.

They missed the close intimate contact of each others body. The warmth and fuzzy feeling of having one's loved one beside them, whispering they loved you to each other. Tonight when they returned home they promised to spend the entire night together and then the next morning they’d spend the whole day with the kids and Link. As they descended towards Manehatten Trixie felt on edge about telling Spitfire about her family.

She decided to hold off for the next few days on that subject. Once they landed Spitfire carried Trixie bridal style all the way back home. Once back home the two proceeded to make a night of passionate love the like so f which they never had before that lasted long into the night.