Number One Fan

A crowd of ponies cheered as a group of pegasi mare and stallion racers passed by them. But as one passed by the crowd had to look away and the racers moved out the way in order to avoid getting burned. The pony was nothing but a flaming bullet of pure speed as it sped for the finish line never slowing down. Finally once the blur passed the finish line it slammed it’s hooves on the ground slowly coming to a stop. Once the blur had came to a stop everypony saw who it was,

“And the winner is, once again, Heat Wave!” An announcer said, Heat Wave smiled victoriously and posed for that camera’s that started flashing. Heat Wave wore a red jumpsuit that had orange flames on the hooves. The stallion had orange eyes as his wings we’re spread for all to see. But the most unique thing about the stallion, was that he had red mane and a tail that was on fire. The flames that we’re his mane and tail shrank slightly as the camera flashes went on but the stallion just grin and bared it.

Suddenly though seven figures came down from the crowd. There we’re two alicorns, one earthpony, three unicorns, and one pegasus.

The first alicorn had red satin cloth for skin as his eye’s we’re a bright pink. Her puffy hair was pink as well only being a shade lighter then her eye’s. Her cutiemark was a quilted heart shabbily sewn together. Her name was Cozy Quilted.

The second alicorn had a pink satin coat with a long, silky, bright pink, mane and tail that had little heart designs in it. Her eye’s we’re the same color as her mane, the pony appeared to be very jittery as her tail twitched slightly showing that the mare was a blank flank. Her name was Love Goddess.

The earthpony had a coat drenched permanently in black ink as her mane coveted her eye’s. The pony had a heart-shaped-shield for a cutiemark, the pony was the shortest out of the group only slightly taller then Heatwave himself. Her name was Inkie.

The first unicorn was the tallest as she had a pure white coat made of the purest silk. Her red mane was primarily made of two curls front and back that covered her eye’s. Her tail was huge and had a long curl at the end as well. Her cutiemark was a heart-shaped perfume bottle that had yet to be sprayed. Her name was Passion.

The next unicorn was a young stallion, he had a jet black coat that appeared to be made of leather. His light orange mane and tail were short and spiky, his eye’s we’re a majestic blue along with the inside of his ears. The young stallions ears we’re very large however and the unicorn was visibly nervous as he kept his ears down. His cutiemark was a heart with a pair of headphones on. His name was Boom.

The third unicorn had a deep blue coat with an orange stringy mane and tail. Her eye’s we’re completely black as her cutiemark was a broken heart on fire. Her name was Heart Breaker.

And finally the pegasus had a pinkish-purple coat with a flat indigo mane and tail. Her eye’s we’re lime green as her cutiemark was a heart-shaped box of chocolates with a large daisy on it. Her name was Valentine.

The ponies walked over to Heatwave and by the time they had gotten there the other racers had stopped all around the finish line with their fans surrounding them. Heatwave motioned for the group to follow him and soon they we’re all in a quiet part of the area. The stallion let out a sigh of relief his mane extinguishing itself slightly.

“I can’t wait to head home.” Heat Wave said,

“Well your not heading home quite yet!” A voice suddenly said. And everypony whipped their heads to see a skinny, pegasus stallion fly through the air. His mane was a yellow as hay as he wore a white track suit with golden feather designs on it.

“Uncle Sporty!” Love Goddess said, and the rest of her family playful rolled their eye’s.

“That’s right! It’s meeee!” Sporty said as he ruffled Love’s mane,

“Sporty….” Heat Wave warned.

“Chill Heat, you need to release the leash already. Let your daughter grow! It’s probably why she doesn’t have her cutiemark yet.” Sporty said. Love blushed and hid her flank as the others gave concerned looks to her, Heat Wave sighed as a look of guilt crossed his face.

“Your right Sporty. And, what do you mean by ‘your not heading home quite yet’?” Heat Wave said, Sporty gasped putting a hoof to his heart.

“You don’t know what today is!?” Sporty said, the ponies looked at Sporty in confusion (Heat Wave especially). The white pegasus slapped his forehead,

“Today is the day you got your cutiemark!” Sporty said and I looked realization came over Heat Wave’s face. The rest of the ponies however look shocked beyond all belief.

“It is!? Daddy why didn’t you tell me!? I need to know how you got your cutiemark!” Love Goddess said a desperate tone in her voice, Cozy Quilted ran a hoof through her daughters mane.

“Honey breathe, daddy can tell you how he got his later.” Quilted said,

“Yeah don’t sweat it Love! Anyway, Heatwave and I are going to celebrate by heading to the restaurant: Chez Gourmand!

“What!? I wanna go! That place is lite!” Boom said,

“Sorry dude but I only got enough for Heat. So we have to go I’m sure Heat will bring you guts desserts.” Sporty said. The pegasus then took Heatwave by the hoof and the older stallion said goodbye to his family. As him and his friend left for the changing rooms.

-X-X-X-

Heat Wave and Sporty both we’re lazily flying to their next destination both very hungry. Heatwave had an orange coat and his cutiemark was a racing finish line on fire. Sporty had a pure white coat, and his cutiemark as a large gold feather that had the suns rays shinning on it.

“I need to get a wing massage soon, my wings have been getting cramps again.” Heatwave said,

“I know, I wish I could go back in time and get my mama to massage my wings.” Sporty said. Heatwave gained a sympathetic look,

“I’m sorry about your mom. I would’ve come to her funeral….but….” He said.

“It’s cool dude, you we’re doing your own family thing. I can expect you to be in two places at once.” Sporty said,

“I know, I just feel I should’ve been there.” Heat Wave said.

“It’s fine dude.” Sporty said again, suddenly though before anything else could be said. A filly flew in front of the stallions and the two stopped in their tracks. The filly had a set of headgear on as she wore glasses that made her eyes look big and buggy. Her mane and tail was a light twilight color, her body was a red velvet cupcake shade, and her eye’s we’re a light blue. Her cutiemark was the silhouette of a pony cheering someone on with a heart above it’s head.

The filly looked to be in her late teens as she held up a magazine with a picture of Heatwave on it.

“Hello, Heat Wave! I’m your number one fan and I just love everything about you! I heard that today was the day you got your cutiemark! So I decided to pop over and say hi! Can I get your autograph too? That is if you don’t mind.” The mare said, Heatwave blinked before his cheeks flushed and his mane and tail began to spark. The stallion had never had to deal with fangirl’s or fanboy's (he wasn’t one to judge). He had always had simply gotten fan letters or some sort of confection from a fan. Never had he met a fan in person, he guessed his fans we’re just very shy or thought that because he was (technically) a king that he didn’t want to be bothered.

“Oh my gosh! I made Heat Wave blush! This is awesome! Sorry! I just—this is so awesome! I idolize you!” The young teenage filly said before hugging Heat Wave, the stallion blushed even redder as his wings flapped robotically. Sporty glared at the filly before prying her off of Heat Wave.

“Heat Wave is very busy, and we gotta go. So bye!” Sporty said, he then took Heat Wave's hoof and sped off.

-X-X-X-

It didn’t take long for the two stallions to get to the restaurant (especially with how fast Sporty had been going).

“What did you do that for!?” Heat Wave demanded,

“Getting you away from that phyco-chick!” Sporty said.

“Sporty she’s just a filly, all she wanted was an autograph!” Heat Wave said incredulously,

“Nope! I’ve dealt with that type of fan! They are phyco's! You need to put a restraining order on her soon, before it’s too late!” Sporty argued desperation and fear in his voice. Heat Wave blinked before sighing his ears going flat,

“I can’t get a restraining order on a filly. How about this, I just try to avoid her. I’m the fastest stallion on the circuit. She can’t outfly me.” He said. Sporty sighed shaking his head,

“Okay dude, but if she crosses the line get the restraining order. Please. You don’t wanna deal with phyco-fans.” He said. And him and Heat Wave entered the restaurant.

“Okay Sporty, but I think your overreacting. I mean how much trouble could a filly be?” Heat Wave responded. But unknowingly to both stallions a red velvet filly was hiding in the clouds.

And the filly was looking directly at Heat Wave.