Over at the Crystal Prep Academy, two very angry girls were seemingly playing against the rest of their team in their training session.

"Urgh I can't believe this! How did she even become team captain if she can't even breathe right?!" Lightning Dust growled.

"Not sure. But we could find out. I know for a fact that they have their training right now too." Gilda said.

"Really? How?" Lightning smirked.

"I have my ways." Gilda smirked back.

"Your cousin told you. Didn't he." Lightning teased.

"No..! Okay fine yeah he did. Said the champion was shooting goal after goal." Gilda admitted.

"Well what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

"Hey! Where are you going?!" Someone in their team called after them, but it went on deaf ears.

"What's your cousin doing there, though?" Lightning suddenly asked.

"I've sent him as a spy. He's been following her all day." Gilda said proudly with an evil smirk.

"Ooooh~ you bad, bad girl you!" Lightning joked and elbowed her teammate in the chest.

"Relax, Tiger. We can go into their changing room and hide in the lockers until the champ is out. Then we can approach their team about it."

"Tiger? When did we move to nicknames, G?"

"You're one to talk."

"Point taken."

"GOOOOOAAAAAAAL!!!!" They heard not far ahead. "Guess their star is gonna make some last few goals before it's over." Lightning said with an evil smirk.

When they could watch what was happening in the field though, they were surprised to see that Dash was mostly protecting their goal instead of shooting into them. It seems like only Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot were actually playing, Thunderlane being the other protector opposite of Dash.

"Heh, look at that! Already retreading it seems." Gilda mused.

Unfortunately for the Crystal Prepper girls, they were not unheard and Sunset soon had a good eye on them.

They didn't notice and went on with their plan. It were only ten more minutes to play so they made a run for the changing rooms. They stood in front of two doors.

"Which one is the girls?" Gilda asked.

"Dunno. Let's find out." Lightning said and opened the door next to her.

Seconds later she ran out again. "NOT THAT ONE!!! DEFINITELY NOT THAT ONE!!!" She said, doubling over and gagging.

Gilda giggled at her silly team mate.

"It's not funny! Come on!" Lightning snapped and opened the other door.

Shortly after they were in, Gilda pointed to a suspiciously colorful bag. "Hey, isn't that her bag?"

"Looks like it to me." Lightning shrugged and went over to open it. She searched in every pocket until she found a certain item they were already familiar with. "Bingo."

They high five-ed and moments later heard steps coming towards the door. They quickly hid the inhaler in their pockets and hid in lockers.

* * *

The game was finally over with a very subtle 6:0. Even though Dash had let the others play, she felt completely exhausted. She was still a little stressed, so she grabbed some things from her bag - not noticing anything missing yet - and went to take a looooong shower. Letting warm water run on your back was a nice way to relax, she could stay like that all day.
Between the running water, she could hear voices talking. Voices that were definitely not from her team mates.
Leaning softly against the door she tried to listen to their conversation.

"So why did you take her as your team captain?" Her eyes went wide as she recognized the voice.

"What's it matter to you? You're the enemy, why should we talk to you." Spitfire spat. Nice, her team was talking the way she had wanted them to.

"Oh come on, you only have her in your team because she can aim well. Without it she wouldn't even be in your team!" The other one snapped. Ouch, that hurt.

She heard Fleetfoot groan annoyed, taking over. It was rare that Fleetfoot got involved in anything talking related. "Dash is in the team because she is the best of the best. You are just jealous because you can't play half as well as she can alone!" She snapped back. Dash grinned, glad that this was how her mates were thinking, even if she wasn't around.

"Oh and you think so even though she can't even breathe like a normal person?" Dash had to put a hand over her mouth to keep from gasping out loud.

"What are you even talking about." Spitfire said, annoyed.

"Oh, she didn't tell you? Some captain she is. That girl has asthma. Pretty bad actually." Dash gulped and started shaking.

"So what? She's proven that she's more than capable of playing. If what you are saying is true, do you seriously think it would change anything? She's been the best player we ever had and now leave before I call the headmaster." Fleetfoot argued, ending the conversation.

Dash let out a silent sigh of relief.

"Fine. Come on, G. Let's go." The other said and apparently they both left, slamming the door.

Dash went back under the shower and turned the water off, dried herself and got dressed before stepping out again to face her teammates.

They didn't say anything to her, only changed into their usual clothes.

Dash was shaking again. Today was just not her day. The stress was become too much for her to handle and she just wanted to go home.

"Ey Dash?" She turned around to face the other two girls in the room.

"Y-Yeah?"

"Can we ask you something?" Fleetfoot asked. Of all people.

"S-Sure, what is it?"

"Please just answer. We promise we won't judge or anything, but do you have asthma?" The question stung like a knife to the heart.

"Yeah.. it's true.."

"Just wanted to know for sure. How those creeps knew is beyond me but I'm happy to see that you're trusting us enough to tell us the truth. Even if it wasn't exactly free." Spitfire told her with a chuckle.

"You don't mind?" Dash asked, completely surprised and not trusting the situation. This had to be a dream or something, right? This could not be real..

"Nope. In fact, I've had asthma as a kid but lots of training made it better. I barely have any trouble anymore." Spitfire admitted proudly.

Dash smiled. "Thanks..."

Suddenly the door slammed open.

"Dash are you alright?! I saw those Crystal Prep girls and-" Sunset asked frantically but noticed her friend was perfectly fine.

"Am I.. interrupting something?"

They all shared a laugh.

Author's Note

Shit is happening

Only one chapter for today, sorry! But I'm a bit behind with writing right now and I want to update every day.
Something happened yesterday and I can't concentrate right now, so I hope you understand..