Authors Note: I can't believe I'm on chapter eight of this story already. Time had simply flown by (pun not intended). But there's still a LOT of this story left and I've got to write it or I'll burst.

Captain Alaska- I laughed when I read the end of your comment (actually I still am). Ya know, sometimes I read Spring Song's lines in Diamond Tiara's voice, even though I see her being played by a totally different actress. That's just me; I like coming up with voice actors who would be good for my OC's. Is that weird?

Commencing chapter eight!

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Soarin sighed as he rested his head on the table. The cadets were in the middle of the second half of drills and were currently doing a flag hunt. The chilly, late March breeze made the clouds outside slowly sway. It was a typical calm day, but one pony wasn't calm at all. Soarin let out another frustrated sigh as Braeburn began muttering something negative to himself. The earth pony was standing at the window, which the sun was shining brightly through, darn near blinding Soarin, probably dreading the end of drills, which was when he was planning to talk to Spitfire.

"Hey, guyth," Fleetfoot greeted as she sat down next to Soarin at the table, making the stallion jolt with surprise at her sudden appearance.

"Warn me next time you're gonna do that," Soarin scolded the white maned mare, who just rolled her eyes and shoved Soarin.

"You're thuch a thcardey cat, ya know that?" She teased him in that regular lisp of hers. Soarin mumbled something under his breath that he'd rather Fleetfoot didn't hear. The light blue mare prodded Soarin's shoulder and the Wonderbolt co-captain obediatenly turned to face her.

"What'th goin' on with Braeburn? He looks thtressed," She commented, putting a hoof to her chin. Soarin looked over to his high school friend. Sure enough, a bead of sweat was going down his chin and he was mouthing something Soarin couldn't quite make out.

"He's just…under pressure," Soarin decided to say, not wanting to tell the truth, since Fleetfoot would get involved without a doubt. This was strictly between him and Braeburn.

"Well, maybe I could help," Fleetfoot grinned cracking her neck from side to side before prancing over to the earth pony and standing behind him. Braeburn gasped with surprise as Fleetfoot covered his eyes with her hooves. "Gueth who," She whispered into his ear, making Soarin roll his eyes.

"Howdy, Fleetfoot," Braeburn chuckled at the mare as she removed her hooves. She sat down beside him, beginning to yak away like a parrot. Soarin put his head in his hoof, staring past his two friends and out the window. He'd finished all his work so there was nothing left for him to do. When they had nothing to do in their teen years he and Braeburn would play these crazy games like 'What pie am I?' or 'Can we fit Soarin in a pillowcase?' He wasn't too fond of that last one.

Soarin tilted his head to the side and squinted when he saw a grey speck in the sky. Wait. Was it getting bigger? Yes, yes it was.

And it was heading right for the window.

"DUCK!" Soarin called to Braeburn and Fleet foot before diving out of the way. Fleetfoot rolled her eyes.

"There are no duckth in Cloudthdale," She tutted at him. Soarin face-hoofed and poked his hoof out from his hiding spot under a table to point at the window.

"No, DUCK!" He repeated. Fleetfoot turned her head to the side and gasped before rugby tackling Braeburn to the ground, moments before the 'whatever-it-was' shot through the open window and skidded across the floor before coming to a stop against the wall. Soarin realised that the 'thing' was a pegasus mare. She had grey fur and yellow-amber cross eyes and her cutie mark was a bunch of bubbles. Soarin rushed over to see if she was okay.

"Oh my gosh, are you hurt?" he asked her, assisting her to her hooves. The mare rubbed her head and nodded.

"Nah, I'm fine," She smiled.

"Um…do you often rocket through windows like that?" He joked. The mare gave a little chuckle.

"Surprisingly often," She replied before shrugging. "I just don't know what goes wrong."

Soarin was surprised at how optimistic this pegasus was after zooming through a window at 80mph. Her eyes uncrossed as she realised something.

"Oh yeah, I just remembered why I came here," She fumbled through the saddlebag she was wearing before pulling out an envelope. "I've got a letter for my friend Rainbow Dash. Do you know where she is?"

"Oh, yeah she's-"

Before Soarin could answer the door to the training grounds opened and Spitfire entered followed by Rainbow Dash and a few of the other cadets.

"What in the name of Celestia just crashed through the window?" The fiery maned mare yelled, sounding ticked. The grey mare bowed her head, her smile fading. Soarin shrugged.

"Everything's fine, Spitfire, the window was open," Soarin tried to look on the bright side of things, though he could tell Spitfire didn't appreciate this. Rainbow Dash gasped and rushed over to her friend.

"Derpy, what're you doing here?" She asked. Soarin raised an eyebrow. This mare's name was Derpy? Appropriate. The mare, now revealed to be Derpy, lit up at the sight of her friend.

"Oh…I was just delivering the mail and…it didn't go so well," She laughed nervously, rubbing the back of her head. Rainbow Dash beamed when Derpy passed her the letter that was addressed to her. Spitfire sighed and readjusted her shades.

"Well, at least that's all this is about. I was worried somepony had dropped a bomb or somethin' in here," She groaned as she looked up at the clock on the wall. "It looks like drills are over for today."

"At least our team won the flag hunt," a pink furred cadet that Soarin had seen Rainbow Dash with before whispered to the green mare beside her. Rainbow Dash looked a little irritated when she heard this.

"Okay, you're dismissed," Spitfire flicked her hoof and the cadets went their separate ways. She began heading back out the door. Soarin then remembered something and looked over to Braeburn. His earth pony friend was standing by the window, staring straight at Spitfire. His jaw was slack and his eyes were wide and Soarin saw that he was drooling a little, too. Fleetfoot stood beside him, prodding his shoulder.

"Braeburn, hellooooo? Anypony in there?" She asked him, poking him harder. Soarin put his head in his hoof and shook his head. When Spitfire vanished through the door, Braeburn showed a sign of life. He dipped his head and grumbled, looking mad at himself. "Are you okay?" Fleetfoot put a hoof on his shoulder. Braeburn sighed and slumped low to the ground.

"Eeyup," he replied, pulling his hat over his eyes.

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Rainbow Dash sat in the kitchen at one of the counters, ripping open the envelope. Derpy sat beside her, eating some of Braeburn's delicious muffins. She unfolded the letter and read it, grinning like a maniac.

Dear Rainbow Dash,

Sorry that we couldn't get Spike to send this. He has a bad case of the trots and I don't want to disturb him. It's a good thing Derpy's always happy to help.

We're all glad that you've settled in so well, but we're a little concerned about this Spring Song. It's not like you to be bothered by something like this, so if she really is that bad, you should tell Soarin or Braeburn.

The next sentence was in different hoof writing that Rainbow recognised as Pinkie Pie's.

Hey, Dashie, I just wanted to ask you something. I never had a chance to try it myself when we went to Cloudsdale before, so can you tell me if clouds taste like cotton candy?

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes and resumed reading the letter. Pinkie Pie was so random!

You're not missing much up there. Today we're all helping out at Sweet Apple Acres. Applejack and her family are planting some new trees and we all decided to lend a hoof.

We'll write to you again, soon.

Rainbow Dash saw that the next part of the letter was written in Fluttershy's hoof.

Rainbow Dash, could you come and visit us sometime soon. I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to. It's just that we all miss you so much.

Your best friends,

Twilight, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rarity and Fluttershy.

Rainbow Dash smiled as she folded up the letter and tucked it into the pocket of her cadet's uniform. Derpy gave a loud belch as she finished the last muffin. She licked the last crumbed from around her mouth and turned to Braeburn.

"Whoa, your muffins are fantastic!" She exclaimed, throwing her hooves into the air. Rainbow Dash became concerned when they saw that Braeburn was angrily pounding dough, like he had the other day when he was mad at Soarin. Rainbow realised that she still didn't know what they were arguing about back then. She decided that she didn't want to know what he was mad about now; she'd had enough of angry ponies.

"Thanks for delivering this, Derpy, I really appreciate it," Rainbow drew her attention away from the mad earth pony. Derpy smiled one of those signature grins of hers.

"No problem; I'm always happy to help," she gave Rainbow a lopsided salute. She looked behind her at the clock and leapt up from her chair. "I've gotta get going. I've gotta pick Dinky up from school in twenty minutes," She headed out the door, saying a final goodbye.

"See ya, Derps!" Rainbow Dash called after the grey mare. She turned back to Braeburn, opening her mouth to speak to him, wanting to tell him about her letter. She quickly changed her mind when she saw that Braeburn was already talking to himself."

"Ah could've said something!" He raved at himself through gritted teeth, pounding harder on the dough. "Or Ah could've at least smiled!"

Rainbow Dash decided to leave, not really wanting to know what Braeburn was so mad about. She couldn't remember ever seeing him mad. He always had this glow about him, along with a wide smile. Usually, they'd be lucky if he ever shut up. At that moment Soarin burst through the door looking excited.

"Brae, Dash, flour!" He addressed the two ponies and a sack of flour on the counter, making Rainbow Dash shift her eyes uncomfortably. Something must be really exciting if Soarin was talking to inanimate objects. "Blaze, High Winds and Surprise want to come and watch you train with me, Rainbow!"

"That's awesome!" Rainbow exclaimed, jumping up from the chair and flapping her wings with excitement. Braeburn stopped throwing punches at the dough long enough to say 'great'.

"Don't feel down, buddy," Soarin stood beside his friend. Rainbow tilted her head, baffled by all of this. What in Tartarus was up with Braeburn all of a sudden?

"What's goin' on?" Rainbow Dash asked them, wanting to get answers.

"Ah messed up, Soar," Braeburn pulled his hat over his eyes again.

"Messed up WHAT?" Rainbow Dash asked again, growing a little irritated.

"We'll figure something out," Soarin patted his friend on the shoulder.

"I DEMAND TO KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING!" Rainbow bellowed, flapping several feet into the air.

"Ah sure hope so," Braeburn smiled weakly up at Soarin, ignoring Rainbow Dash entirely. Rainbow gave a sound that sounded like a mix of a growl and a groan and stormed out the room, deciding that she wanted no part in their problems, anyway. She was gonna go down to the staff room to wait for Surprise, Blaze and High Winds.

She thought back to the letter from her friends. Was she really letting Spring Song get under her skin like that? Nah. She'd just ignore Spring Song from now on, just like she'd done in drills yesterday. If she paid no attention to Spring Song from now on, there would be nothing to worry about. That's how things would work from here on out.

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"…and they're even gonna take pictures of it!" Soarin finished ranting to Braeburn about Surprise, High Winds and Blaze's agreement to come to one of Rainbow Dash's training session. Braeburn bit his lip, trying to smile. It was hard; he'd never had to go through this before.

"That's great, Soar," He grinned at his friend, though his voice shook as he spoke. He hadn't really been listening to Soarin at all. The events of the afternoon haunted him like a spirit or poltergeist, threatening to drive him insane. The two stallions were heading through the hallways towards the staff room. Rainbow Dash had already left. Soarin looked up at Braeburn, seeming both concerned and mad at the same time.

"Braeburn, this is freaking me out. You never frown. Usually you're the happiest pony around, so SNAP OUT OF IT!" Soarin looked uncharacteristically threatening. Braeburn took a step away from him as they rounded a corner. He thanked Celestia that they were almost at the staff room. He just wanted to sit down with a cup of coffee and forget all about what happened earlier. The two friends noticed that one of the doors was open. Braeburn noticed that the sign on it read 'First Aid'. He heard a loud crashing sound from inside followed by some angry muttering. Soarin raised a brow and peered around the door.

"Oh, hey Spitfire, what're you doing in here?" The pegasus stallion asked. Braeburn felt that familiar freezing sensation flow through his body that threatened to completely overtake him. His heart was beating so loud it was like there was an entire marching band in his ears.

"Oh hey, Soarin," came the reply from inside. "Do ya know where the bandages are in here?"

"Yeah, I'll get 'em," Soarin disappeared into the closet and Spitfire came out, still muttering. Braeburn avoided eye contact with her. The two of them just stood there in silence, waiting for Soarin to come out. Every second that past felt like a mallet bashing into Braeburn's head. He wanted to say something, but he just couldn't. "Here they are," Soarin came out with a roll of bandages and tossed them to Spitfire. "Why do ya need them, anyway?" He asked.

"Oh, I was just trying to repair the fog maker on the air obstacle course- loose gear of somethin'- and…as you can see I'm not gifted in that department," The fiery maned mare raised her right front hoof, which was pretty swollen. Braeburn gasped.

"Holy Celestia! What happened?" The earth pony took hold of Spitfire's hoof and raised it up to eye level.

"That's just what happens when you drop a hammer on your hoof," the mare replied, quickly pulling her hoof away from Braeburn and proceeding to wrap the bandages around it. Braeburn realised that she really must have no idea how to repair things if she was trying to fix a loose gear with a hammer. Braeburn looked over to Soarin and saw a look in his eyes that suggested he was planning something. The pegasus stallion looked from Braeburn to Spitfire and then back to Braeburn again.

"Ya know, Braeburn's pretty good at fixing and building things," He told Spitfire. Braeburn's eyes bulged and he shot an angry look at Soarin. What in Equestria was he doing? Spitfire looked up from her bandages to reply.

"He is?" She raised an eyebrow. Soarin stood beside Braeburn and put a hoof on his shoulder.

"Yep. He helped build his hometown and he rebuilt the Apple family farm. A loose gear is nothing to him," Soarin spoke about Braeburn as if he were some kind of new product to be sold. "You'll help out, right Brae?"

"Um…" Braeburn felt that freezing sensation again. He looked down at the ground. Maybe if he wasn't looking at her, he wouldn't mess up. "Sure Ah'll do it," he managed to say. Success!

"Great," Spitfire gave him a tiny smile. "Meet me by the air obstacle course at 1500 hours; the tools are already out there." She headed down the hall and rounded the corner, Braeburn blushing as he found his head swaying side to side in rhythm with the swing of her tail.

"What just happened?" Braeburn rubbed his head, feeling a little faint. Soarin gave him a playful slap on his back that pretty much knocked the breath out of him. He readjusted his cowboy hat before turning to look at his high school buddy.

"I'll tell ya what happened. You scored yourself some alone time with Spitfire," Soarin wiggled his eyebrows and Braeburn gave him a shove that turned out rougher than he'd wanted.

"Nah, you scored me some alone time with her," Braeburn corrected Soarin. "Thanks, by the way."

"Anything for my BEPFF," Soarin shrugged. Braeburn tilted his head and mouthed 'what?' Soarin rolled his eyes. "Best Earth Pony Friend Forever. Duh!" he explained, sticking his tongue out at the end of his sentence. "Now c'mon, we've gotta get to the staff room before Rainbow Dash finds us and drags us there," Soarin practically began pushing Braeburn down the hall. On the outside, Braeburn looked calm but inside his head he was doing a happy dance. He couldn't wait until 1500 hours.

Whenever that was.

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"Hurry up!" Rainbow Dash bellowed from atop a cloud. She was waiting for Soarin to quit talking to High Winds, Blaze and Surprise and get up here! He was gonna show the three Wonderbolt mares how she could now do their firework trick Blaze was holding a camera and was apparently going to photograph the entire trick. Rainbow Dash was practically itching with anticipation and it was taking all of her will power to sit still. She felt a weight lift from her shoulders as Soarin flapped up to sit on the cloud beside her.

"Okay, so you remember everything we practiced?" He checked with her. He had a determined look on his face that showed that he really wanted to prove to the other Wonderbolts how good a mentor he was.

"I do," Rainbow Dash nodded her head enthusiastically, praying that Soarin would only make this a short pep-talk. She wanted to show off her stuff to the three mares watching below and each second that dragged on felt like an hour.

"Don't forget that we do a flip at the end," Soarin put a hoof on her shoulder.

"I remember," Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes.

"And if you don't feel like you've got enough speed at the climax of the trick you can kick off me."

"I know."

"Remember that timing is everything; if we try and make the fireworks even a moment apart the entire thing could look like a mess!"

"I KNOW!"

"And make sure that-"

"SOARIN!" Rainbow Dash glared up at her mentor with both annoyance and humour in her magenta eyes. Soarin sighed and spread his wings. He'd taken off his officer's uniform for this. Rainbow Dash had never had much of an opportunity to examine the co-captain without his uniform. His pale blue fur looked quite soft and she couldn't help but notice his odd cutie mark: a lightning bolt through two crested waves. She wondered what his special talent was. Maybe she'd ask him later.

"Okay, let's get this show on the road," Soarin stared straight ahead. Rainbow Dash felt her entire body tingle with adrenaline and she began aching for Soarin to just say-

"NOW!"

That was the cue. Rainbow Dash and Soarin took off, Rainbow flying diagonally right, Soarin flying diagonally left. Rainbow looked over to Soarin, waiting for him to give her the signal. He shifted his eyes to the left and gave Dash a wink. That was the sign to go on to the next part of the trick.

The two pegasi flew closer together until they could safely circle around eachother. They then flew in a straight line up until they had gathered enough speed to create the firework.

Rainbow and Soarin flew in a knot formation around eachother before zooming in opposite direction, Rainbow letting out a loud cheer as the two of them left behind an explosion of colourful fireworks. She did the final flip before swooping downwards. Rainbow heard cheers erupt from Surprise, High Winds, Blaze and Braeburn down below and Surprise even threw come confetti into the air. Rainbow giggled at how much she reminded her of Pinkie Pie. She grinned as she though that sooner or later she would be performing that trick in front of hundreds of ponies. She touched down on the cloudy ground and the four observing ponies rushed over to congratulate her. Soarin landed beside her a few seconds later and Rainbow Dash immediately began ranting about the trick.

"WHOA! Did you see me, Soarin? I was like whoosh and you were all zoom and then we went BOOM and we make such a good team, and you were AWESOME!" Rainbow Dash halted her blabbering and threw herself at Soarin, squeezing the breath out of him.

"Heh…we do make a good team," Soarin replied, squeezing her, too. Rainbow Dash swore she heard High Winds say 'aaaw' but she had no idea why. She parted from Soarin and gave a little bounce, feeling like the happiest pony in Equestria. Surprise piped up.

"Hey, how about we celebrate Rainbow Dash's awesomeness with some muffins?" She suggested, earning murmurs of agreement throughout the assembled six ponies. "Say, anypony have the time?" She added, looking at her bare wrist. High Winds looked at the watch that was hanging around her neck.

"3:15," She replied, before heading off to the mess hall. "Hurry up, slowpokes; we can look over the pictures we took of the trick while we eat."

"Yeah, last one there's a pile of dragon doody!" Surprise chirped, flapping ahead of the other ponies. Rainbow Dash was about to take off after her when Braeburn tapped her on the shoulder. Rainbow Dash turned to meet his gaze.

"Um, Dash. What time is 1500 hours?" The earth pony asked, looking a little worried. Rainbow Dash raised a brow, wondering why the light gold stallion would want to know something like that.

"3 O'clock. Why?" Rainbow asked. Braeburn suddenly gasped and took off in the other direction in a panic, leaving a cloud of dust behind him. Rainbow blinked, confused, as the dust settled.

"Um…bye then?" she said to the air.

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Spitfire leaned against the purple fog maker, tapping her left hind hoof on the cloud ground. He was meant to be here fifteen minutes ago, so where in Equestria was he? The golden pegasus leaned her head against the machine, gritting her teeth. If that earth pony didn't show up she'd…she'd…she didn't know! Usually the fiery tempered mare could come up with a threat in moments, but she was completely stumped this time. She couldn't slap him or anything, he was too…nice. She sighed, allowing herself to sink down into the clouds, feeling comforted at their softness.

She sighed, tracing circles in the clouds. Being the Wonderbolt captain was pretty stressful. Then again, she was always stressed. Always. And if she wasn't stressed she'd be angry, upset or tired. She looked behind her at the shiny, purple fog maker, catching sight of her reflection. She lifted her shades, sighing as she set her eyes on her regular frown. The only things that could really make her smile were her teammates and Rainbow Dash. She shook off her sadness and pushed her sunglasses back up her nose. She was aware of approaching hoofsteps and turned to see Soarin's earth pony friend approaching. She was about to give him a stern talking to when he spoke instead. He sounded frantic and worried.

"Ah'm real sorry that Ah'm late ma'am. Soarin wanted me ta watch him and Rainbow Dash do a trick and Ah guess we lost track of time. Ah didn't intend for this ta happen. Please excuse mah rudeness," He took off his cowboy hat and wrung it in his hooves. Spitfire was pretty baffled. Why did he care so much about being late…and why did he want her forgiveness. She was still ticked but she just shrugged it off.

"It's no big deal, at least you're here" she said, leaning back against the fog maker. The earth pony lit up and put his hat back on, trotting over to the red tool box that was resting beside the machine. He opened up the hatch in the back of the fog maker that contained all the mechanisms and began tinkering away with a wrench, probably trying to locate the loose gear.

"So…uh…what's it like, ya know, bein' the captain of the Wonderbolt's?" the stallion (Spitfire tried to remember his name; Bertie…Brandie…Braeburn! That was it!) asked her. Spitfire folded her arms and began kicking at a tuft of cloud that stuck out from the rest of the ground.

"It's…cool," She stated, simply. Why did he even care? She stopped kicking the cloud and stared straight down. Her ears pricked up as she caught the sound of Braeburn whistling as he worked. "So…I thought you were an apple bucker? Where did you learn to build things?" She asked him. She didn't know much about earth ponies, but she knew that unicorns were more common repair ponies that them.

"My father taught me," He replied cheerfully, not taking his eyes off his work. "And he learnt from his father and so on."

Spitfire felt a pang of envy as she heard the stallion talk about his family. She let out a small sigh as she thought of how big the apple family was. It made her family of one look absolutely pathetic. She felt ashamed for even thinking about it. She didn't need a family.

"There we go, all done!" Braeburn stepped back to admire his work. Spitfire shut the hatch and moved to the front of the machine where the button that turned it on and off was. She pressed it and sure enough a strong jet of fog shot out the front of it. Spitfire found herself pretty impressed, which didn't really happen often, unless Rainbow Dash did a Sonic Rainboom. She turned it off again and walked back round to Braeburn.

"I've gotta admit, you did good," She gave him a look of approval before reaching into the pocket of her captains uniform and pulling out her wallet, which was made of black leather and had her cutie mark embroidered into it. "So, how much do ya want?" She asked him. Braeburn looked shocked as she said this.

"Wait, what?" He asked her. Spitfire raised her wallet up.

"How many bits do you want?" She repeated, a little clearer. Braeburn shook his head.

"Nah, Ah can't ask for money. This is on the house," He told her. It was Spitfire's turn to look shocked. She couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, too

"You seriously want to do this for nothing? But…you've gotta want something" She said, her confusion clearly shown on her face. Braeburn nodded.

"Nnnope," He spoke in that accent of his. "If ya need somethin' else repaired, ya know where ta find me."

Spitfire just gave him a nod, feeling pretty bewildered. Why would he do this for nothing? It just wasn't normal. Ponies never did favours for Captain Spitfire and she didn't do favours for anypony else. That was just the way things worked.

"See ya later, ma'am," Braeburn smiled at her as he walked away, back to the mess hall, where he disappeared through the double doors, leaving Spitfire alone with her confusion. She sighed and took off her sunglasses, letting them hang limply around her neck by the red string they were attached to.

"Control your Celestia damn emotions," She thought to herself, rubbing her temples. This earth pony was too kind for his own good. Kind ponies had a way of working their way into Spitfire's head and rooting themselves there. She shook her head and trotted over to the other side of the fog machine. She turned it on, her mane being swept in one direction as the force of the fog thundered past her. She then turned it off again, then on again and then off again. Finally she stared straight up at the purple machine, knowing that now it was fixed it'd be good for the cadets to use in an exercise.

But she had no idea which exercise the cadets could use it in. She just couldn't focus. Because no matter what she tried…

She couldn't get Braeburn out of her mind.

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Rainbow Dash stared at the piece of paper she'd balanced on her nose. She blew it up in the air only for it to float back down onto her face again. She sat up with much difficulty, groaning at the uneasy feeling in her stomach. After she'd performed the trick with Soarin, they'd gone back to the kitchen to make muffins. Unfortunately, since Braeburn had run off to who-knows-where and none of the remaining ponies knew how to cook very well, they'd decided to wing it. The resulting muffins weren't nearly as good as the ones Braeburn made, not at all. They must have forgotten a few ingredients because Rainbow knew that muffins weren't supposed to be sticky and blobby. But, they'd eaten them anyway and in the end they'd all had to leave with tummy aches. Rainbow decided to just get the letter over with so she could lie back until her tummy felt normal again. She grabbed the quill in her teeth and began to hurriedly write.

Hey, guys!

I'm gonna make this one quick, because my stomach's not feeling right…at all! Life lesson for you guys, when life gives you ingredients to make muffins, WAIT FOR A PROFESSIONAL TO MAKE THEM!

Everything was okay today, I guess. Spring Song's team totally thrashed mine in the flag hunt today and she's probably never gonna let me live that down. In other news, I finally got to perform a trick in front of the Wonderbolt's today. I'd send you the pictures if Blaze had remembered to take the lens cap off it before using it. As you can imagine, I was awesome.

I'll write tomorrow, as usual, and promise to send me another letter soon. Derpy literally delivered your last one with a crash!

Yours outstandingly,

Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow sighed as she rolled her letter up and practically threw it into her saddlebag. She lay flat on her bed and groaned. She was only able to lie there for a few moments before feeling a little queasy. She jumped up in alarm and made a B-line for the door as she felt a churning sensation in her belly, taking a sharp right as she headed for the bathrooms.

She'd never be able to look at muffins in the same way again after this!

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This is now the longest chapter in the story so far, which kinda explains the long time it took to get done. Sorry about that by the way. Hey, I've just realised something. This is the first time since chapter four that I've wrote from each of the four main characters' point of view. Anyway, the story continues in chapter nine where we take a small time jump and Rainbow Dash and Spring Song have a little confrontation.