Always

by MyBestPony

Memories

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Spitfire and Soarin left the bar.

It was around midnight. They took to the air and began the night flight to the hotel.

"I can not wait until I sleep in my own bedroom," said Spitfire.

Although Manhatan was beautiful, they missed the city in the clouds they had not seen for two months.

Before they know it, he finds himself in front of the hotel's door.

They entered the elevator and in the blink of an eye found themselves on the top floor.

There were a number of rooms, each for separate miracles. Spitfire always had room seven and eight, it's tradition.

"Good night, Soar," said the Spitfire, entering her room

"Goodnight, Spitty," Soarin replied with a laugh

"Do not call me that!" She snarled, but before she could add anything, the fo was gone.

Shaking her head, she went into her room

next day

"Good morning, Captain," Fleetfoot shouted. "How's the night of the night with Lieutenant Skies?" - she began to laugh

"Good people, we're starting!" Spitfire blew on the whistle, and everyone jumped off like one

After the training

Some vandals fired a race that flew directly to the public. At the last moment Captain Streakfire took her way, then blast ... Stormy Flear scream ... blood ...little Spitfire saw the tragic death of her father, the father who was a hero

Spitfire felt that tears were gathering under her eyelids

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