Author's Note
Welcome to Heart of the Herd II!
As said, this is commissioned!
I do what I was asked and paid for (Although I have to say I don't really like those patronages, so don't expect that from me all too soon.)
This story is 50/50 clop and story.
Enjoy. 
If not, sorry^^
(Expect chapter one tonight or tomorrow (gdoc messed it again...) 
Prologue
Prologue
It was a nice and sunny afternoon over Cloudsdale. Nothing disturbed the quiet atmosphere, until two streaks blasted through the skies. One was a flaming trail of smoke, one was shimmering in every colour of the rainbow.
“That was some nice training, Rookie,” Spitfire grinned at Rainbow as she dropped her speed.
“Thanks Cap, you know I love it,” the cyan mare winked back. “Now let’s get home before somepony sees us,” she added quietly.
Spitfire sighed and flew a bit closer, letting her wingtip gently touch Rainbow’s. “Our house is far enough out, to the edge of Cloudsdale, so I think we’re safe. As long nopony slips up during the training, the shows, or in public, we should be fine.”
“Hopefully not. I know we have to keep it between us and all because I’m still a cadet, but this really sucks.” Rainbow let out a sigh as she brushed a touch closer to Spitfire before regaining her place. “Here I am, soon-to-be-Wonderbolt, with the three hottest mares in Equestria… this is everypony’s dream! But I can’t even tell anypony.”
“Rainbow, we’ve talked about it. One year and nopony can do shit to us!” Spitfire grinned. “Besides, I thought you were more of a buck-us-senseless type instead of being a mushy lovey-dovey pony?”
Rainbow’s cheeks sported a blush that showed through her cyan coat. “I. Well. Uh. I mean…Rainbow Dash is NOT lovey-dovey, but doesn’t mean I wouldn’t want to uh… brag?” Rainbow exclaimed a bit too loudly, before quickly regaining her composure.
“Brag?” Spitfire asked, waggling her eyebrows before shaking her flank mid flight. “You sure you wouldn’t rather want to buck this here?”
***
Down below on the academy grounds, a pale blue stallion with a navy blue mane heard that slight yell. He looked up just in time to see something a bit inappropriate between captain and cadet. There’s no way she… Jokes happen all the time. But “lovey dovey?” What in Tartarus… Taking to the skies, Soarin took off after the two mares, being sure to keep his distance.
***
Rainbow blushed even more before attempting to be her usual, cocky self, not wanting to be outdone. “And I always thought you loved to eat me out. I remember the especially cute squeaks when I-”
“Okay, stop, stop!” Spitfire moaned. “Don’t make me drip while flying! You did it once, please not again!” Then she added, “Try to save that for home.”
“I will do much, much more at home than just make you drip,” Rainbow scowled playfully.
“That’s the kind of—” Spitfire stopped mid sentence, her ears twitching around. Looking back, she saw a shadow followed by a blue blur. “Buck! Dash, we’ve got a problem.” She gestured with her head back towards Soarin.
“Oh horseapples, where’d he come from?! Do you think he saw anything?”
Spitfire glared at her. “More like he probably heard your little freak out when I called you lovey-dovey.” Despite her demeanor, she managed to laugh as Rainbow’s coat almost turned red. “Well, what do you say?”
Rainbow gave her a grin. “I know he’s a Wonderbolt, but what do you say, we try and lose him?”
Spitfire smirked and gave Rainbow a quick flank bump before speeding up and diving for the ground. Rainbow followed suit and glanced behind her quickly, just to notice Soarin realize what was happening and pick up his own pace.
“Let’s split up and meet back at the Cloud!” Rainbow shouted. “He won’t follow me after a Rainboom and you know him well enough to easily lose him!”
Spitfire nodded and Rainbow waisted no more time as she angled upwards, increasing her speed until the familiar white cones appeared on her forehooves. Then she changed direction, increasing her speed more and more. The captain could always stare in amazement as Rainbow pulled off a rainboom, shooting off far out of sight. No matter how many times she witnessed it, the rainboom was always an awe-inspiring sight to her.
“Well, my old Lieutenant, now it’s only you and me,” she smirked before speeding off.
***
Soarin stared at the two mares as he followed behind them. He saw Spitfire look back. He saw the flank bump. Then, before he could even think, he saw the two dive for the ground followed quickly by Rainbow shooting into the sky and disappearing into an explosion of color. Deciding Rainbow wasn’t worth the effort, he beat his wings faster in an attempt to catch his old friend. Okay, something is going on, time to find out what.
***
Spitfire smirked as she noticed Soarin following her. Of course, he would chase who he thought was the easier target.
She was about to show him just how wrong he was in that decision.
Getting to the ground, she leveled off with only a few hoofs between her and the grass. Approaching the trees she quickly began to weave in and out between the trunks, trying to get to the thicker woods where he couldn’t follow or see her from above. Soarin tried to follow but, as the trees got bigger and closer together, his larger frame couldn’t match her lithe agility.
While his impressive wingspan and size made making tighter turns in the open skies a breeze, the trees made his wingspan a liability. Even if he could make the turns, the dense growth limited how far he could spread his wings and forced him to fly above the canopy.
Soon, Spitfire stopped flying altogether and set down at the base of a tree, watching the blurred form of her teammate fly overhead as he continued to search for her. She quickly trotted back the way she came, to the tree line. Glancing around and not seeing his pale blue form anywhere, she kicked off the ground and shot towards her home like a batpony out of Tartarus, chuckling to herself the whole way.
***
"We have a bucking problem!” Spitfire said out of breath as she burst through the door of their cloudhome, just to see the other three mares already sitting in the living room, a worried look on their faces.
“We already know, love,” Fleetfoot rolled her eyes. “And I was just about to tell these two here that it wouldn’t be a problem!”
“And you ain’t getting the news, featherbrain!” Surprise growled. “If somepony finds out we all live together, they just have to put one and one together, then we’re screwed!”
Fleetfoot glared at her before sighing. “We’ve got enough contingencies to prevent that. Like now, they were able to lose Soarin or whoever that was. Or if we’re all here, we just pretend we’re visiting. My old cloudhome still exists, so does Dash’s old one over Ponyville, problem solved.”
“And the rest?” Rainbow asked.
"Surprise and I are old enough, and full members, it wouldn’t be a problem if rumors got out,” Spitfire waved a hoof.
“I still don’t like it.” Rainbow and Surprise scowled in unison.
“I know,” Fleetfoot shrugged before pulling the two mares closer, planting a soft peck on their muzzles. “But don’t you think this is worth all the trouble?”
Spitfire smiled as the two mares smiled under the affection, soon joining them.
Things wouldn’t be easy, but they could manage.
They would manage, no matter what got in their way.
