The Life of SpitFire

by shadowgal

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Spitfire, Sad, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Soarin, Rainbow Dash, Romance, Gilda
Length: 1081

The cruel events that turned Spitfire into the hardy pegasus she is today.

This is the story of the Wonderbolt named Spitfire. She was a respected pony in the Wonderbolts, flying by her Soarin. The stallion she grew up with... The stallion she loved. But after a cruel twist of events, the Ponies heart was shatter, and she lay alone to sweep up the pieces.

Published 2013-03-18 04:00:03 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-18 04:00:03 UTC

Chapter 1

The chirping birds are what woke me up like always that morning. Bucking off my bed of clouds and rolled onto my hooves, bouncing up a bit after hitting the floor. The nice thing about a Pegasus homes were that they were constructed completely out of clouds. With a bounce in my step I trotted over to the window, grabbing bird seeds, and as always, I shook them out the window. Jumping onto the window ledge I watched as the birds rushed about and swooped downed to feed on the breakfast I happily fed them. It didn’t matter where I was, I loved feeding the local birds. As the last bird finished I bounced back out around my bed and out my door.
I smiled to myself. It seemed RainbowDash, had gotten up early to clear the skies. It was nice, I don’t usually don’t stay in Ponyville. In fact I think its somewhere in between CloudsDale and Ponyville, but either way. The Wonderbolts yearly tour was over, and me and the rest of the gang were off for about a month. Lucky for me I had this temporary home to live in for my time off.
I trotted over to the miniature pond in my little floating cloud. Taking a few gulps of the clean collected rain water before glancing in to my own reflection. My fiery orange mane looked a little ruffled, and with a quick tense, kind of of like a sneeze, my flaming mane burst into another heap of fire, laced with an electric charge. Getting it spiked in the way I love it.. Almost.. Stretching out my wings, I raced around for a quick fly.
Landing back into my fluffy home, and glanced back at my reflection. My mane was swept backwards thanks to the wind.
“They don’t call me Spitfire for nothing!” I grinned. “Well I don’t really spit fire.. Hmmm..”
I decided I needed to work on talking to myself and made my way back inside, I started to dig through my bag. I never packed much, but at the very top of the suite case was one of my favourite items, besides my Wonderbolts uniform of course, my framed picture of me and Soarin, flying through the clouds together as young filly’s. I placed the photo beside my bed and decided to head down to Ponyville for lunch, since there wasn’t much to eat up in the sky.
I wasn't much for flaunting my status around, but I grabbed my goggles, just because they make my fly that much easier.
“I should get that uniform sewn up tomorrow” I thought out loud again as I jumped into the air, flapping my wings into the direction of Ponyville. Stretching my wings each morning gave me an overwhelming sense of joy… kind of like… Soarin does... I shook my head. He was just a friend, and no more than a close friend... A co-worker, even. No, not just a co-worker, he was more special to me than that... Maybe it was because we got accepted into the Wonderbolts at the same time. He is a talented kid, plus he’s a couple years younger than me.

Chapter 2

Slowing down for a casual land, my hooves touched the ground in a trot to make for a smooth landing. Sliding off my goggles as I walked into one of the Ponyville restaurants and taking a seat outside in the lovely sunshine. As I waited for my waiter I watched the world go by before me. Ponyville was such a beautiful, laid back sort of place. It was a nice, relaxing break from the rest of Equestria. I studied the happy ponies going about their daily to dos. Earth ponies happily enjoying the day, waltzing along the dirt road glancing at the little stands in the market, and a grey Pegasus flying overhead, delivering the mail, flying a little less gracefully than normal flying ponies.
It wasn’t till after my lunch did I notice the fluffy earth pony inspecting me from afar. It was like her big blue eyes were staring into my soul. Suddenly, just like that she was in my face. I don’t even know if it was pony possible how fast she moved.
“HI!” she squealed eagerly, hopping up and down. “What’s your name? I’m Pinkie Pie”
I giggled at her energy.
“I’m Spitfire” I replied
Pinkie Pie gasped so deeply that it would seem overly enthusiastic to some, but somehow she made it look almost natural.
“The SpitFire?! From the Wonderbolts?!” The pony exclaimed excitedly.
“Shhh” I hushed her, blushing a little. “Yeah.. That’s me, but keep your voice down”
“Ohhh that’s so cool! My friend RainbowDash is dreaming of being a wonderbolt, she’s the best flyer in the world!” The pink filly gushed.
“You know RainbowDash?” I questioned, raising an eyebrow. “Do you know where she is? I was going to complement her on her amazing job on the weather clearing.” The pony thought for a moment.
“Oh wow, a comment from another real live living breathing wonderbolt! I would go find her, but she’s actually hanging out with a different Wonderbolt right now. HE wanted to talk to her about her cloud kicking TOO. Isn’t that neat?”
“Oh!” I blushed at the thought of Soarin and his gentle and kind ways. “I didn’t know Soarin was in Ponyville, I better pay him a visit after fixing my uniform tomorrow”
The pink pony squealed and grabbed my hoof,
“I know just the place!”
I bounced along the dirt and grass alongside my new pink friend. It was nice having someone without wings to talk to. Being around all Pegasus all the time, most small talk was about flying or tricks. Don’t get me wrong, air entertaining is my thing, but it’s nice to mix things up a bit. Pinky had brought me to her friend Rarity’s clothing shop. It was a large, elegant building, and Rarity seemed simply over joyed to help me.
“Meet you back here tomorrow” Waved rarity and pinkie as I placed back on my goggles. I had some business to attend to in CloudsDale. Checking up on the clouds machine water supply was part of my job. But as I flew away I could hear Rarity gushing about how good having a famous person in her shop be good for her business. I blushed again as I flew through the single cloud blocking my route.