Soarin' is all aflutter. After enduring months of grueling training at the Wonderbolt Academy, the young, inexperienced and self-conscious stunt-flyer is finally on the cusp of fulfilling his wildest dream.

But is he truly good enough to soar with the best of them? Spitfire seems to think so, even if Fleetfoot and Rapidfire still need convincing.

Contains: Wrestling, lots of light summer romance and of course, soarinfire.

This story is originally written by theycallmejub, who deleted their account after falling out of the fandom. I recently started digging out my old fanfic stash and after going through many stories I used to like, found this gem. It's every bit as good as I remembered, and I just can't not post it here because it's too good to be stashed away and forgotten.

Also please don't be turned away from the wrestling part. The author did a fantastic job blending in the wrestling with the actual story. No prior knowledge of wrestling is required to enjoy this masterpiece of a story.

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