Sweet Revenge

"Alright everypony you all know the drills, Royalty and fans are here to spectate" Spitfire yelled "so  no funny business."

She finished peering over her shades at Fleetfoot and Blaze.

"What? Its not my fault Blaze threw up on that kid..." Fleetfoot exclaimed, the blue mare gave a pouty expression.

"If I remember correctly you, Fleetfoot, are the one who gave her all that food and told her to do a downward spiral." Spitfire snapped, her golden eyes glaring down at her.

" Calm down sis its not like puked all over the Princesses...but that would be cool." Blaze smirked winking at Fleet. Spitefire`s  face had turned a deep shade of scarlet.

Dash was standing at the back In between Firestreak and Soarin, trying not to explode with laughter as she watched the scene unfold before her eyes. She looked up at Firestreak the white stallion had his wing over his mare friend Mistyfly who also was trying not to explode with laughter. Dash loved Misty, the peach coloured mare was so sweet with her turquoise mane swept back, kinda like Firestreaks  whos orange and white mane looked so cool swept back like that.

Dash felt Soarin shift beside her, looking she realised that he hadn`t said anything all morning.

"Soarin..are you ok?" she asked peering up into his stoic face.

"Huh..oh right um....yeah Im fine Dash dont.... don`t worry about me." he reassured her.

"Oh ok."

But she was not falling for it that quickly, if there was one thing she knew it was her stallion was like... and he was not ok...

As Dash stepped into the female changing rooms to get her uniform she took a look at the audience, she couldn`t see her friends but, she knew that they where there supporting her. The princesses where standing out like white on black, security flying all over the place searching for possible threats.

Dash grinned filled with excitement, she opened her locker and pulled out the new spandex suit. It was a pain to put on since it so was so tight for streamlined positioning, it took a while to get over her wings without causing pain.

But the finishing result was priceless, all her muscles where shown off along with her sleek figure. Puffing out her chest she admitted she looked like a wonderbolt..but that did not stop her thinking could she play the part of one.

"Only one way to find out." she said to her reflection.

As she turned to leave she heard a clink in the back of the mare`s showers, perking up her ears she turned away from her awesome appearance, and slowly stepped cautiously towards where the noise came from.

"Hello?" she said, the clip clop of her blue hooves echoing around the changing room.  All the shower curtains where open except for one, slowly Dash made her way toward it swishing her colourful tail around her legs, opening her wings in a defensive position, she turned to look at Soarin`s feather, the baby blue feather standing out  between her cyan toned ones.

Just looking at the feather filled her with courage. She reached up to move the curtain aside.

"Hey Crash you ready? We are about to take off." came Fleetfoot`s voice behind her.

"Oh um yeah sure hang on let me grab my goggle." Dash replied, she trotted over to where her newly polished goggles sat on the bench, as she followed Fleetfoot out the door she glanced over her shoulder towards the shower curtain.

"Probably my imagination ... come on Dash concentrate."