Author's Notes:

Hello my loyal followers and readers alike!

How have you all been? Sorry for the late update on the story and all my others. I recently got promoted and found my hours limited and I really only felt like reading for a while as I continued writing every so often.

So anyways, here's the next chapter!

Remember to read rate love and tolerate!

After an awkward lunch Trixie and Spitfire walked down the streets of Manehatten heading home so the Wonderbolt could get ready to head off to Cloudsdale. At the apartment Trixie found Link resting on the couch under the sunroof. He loved this spot, it was warm and he could bask in it as long as he wanted. There was one thing that could drive him away.

"LINK! KISSES!" Trixie called to him.

The little green timberwolf awoke, startled by the sudden loud voice, but quickly became excited when he realized who called him. He leapt off the couch and ran up to Trixie licking her face, covering her in saliva of love. Spitfire still thought it was gross, but it had an air of cuteness to it. To her dismay, Trixie held the cub up to her face saying, 'give kisses' and the cub proceeded to do the same to her.

"Dang it Trixie!" the mare spit off to the side.

"Aww. He likes you love. You should feel honored." the unicorn said smugly knowing it annoyed her mate.

Spitfire growled at her flying off with a huff. "I'M going to go pack." she said in mock anger. She hovered over the door that lead to the hallway with the bed rooms, her back to Trixie looking over the corner of her eye.

"Love you Spitz!" Trixie called to the pegasus putting Link down.

"Love you too, hon!" she called back from her room.

For the next several minutes Spitfire gathered her belongings for her two day stay in Cloudsdale. She gathered extra shirts, her uniform, and a spare uniform, her dress blues, and her favorite hair pin in the shape of her cutie mark. While she flew about the room gathering her belongings Link managed to nudge his way through the door. He silently snuck across the room, until he stood right behind Spitfire. The mare was zipping up her bag when a loud bark startled her causing her to jump giving off a loud girl scream.

"Damn it Link! Bad boy!" Spitfire scolded him.

The cub responded by rolling over on his back whining.

"Ugh, fine you're forgiven." she sighed rubbing the cubs belly. "You're lucky you're cute."

He kicked his tiny leg off to the side his tiny green tail waged happily as he got a comfortable belly rub. After giving Link an load of attention she went back to packing for the trip. Link jumped on the bed sitting on the bed beside the bag. He watched as Spitfire flew back and forth throwing her belongings into the bag with no real organization to it. She was in the process of trying to zip it up when Trixie entered.

"Spitfire have you seen Link? What are you doing?" she asked watching her mate struggled with zipping her bag. "You're never going to get all that to fit in the bag!"

"Says you!" Spitfire redoubled her efforts stomping on the bag, pulling up on the straps to force the clothes in. After a harsh battle she managed to get the bag closed. She smiled with pride as Trixie rolled her eyes unzipping it and dumped all the clothes back onto the bed. "What are you doing?!" Spitfire exclaimed, picking up her uniform off the floor dusting it.

Trixie scoffed at the brash pegasus lifting a shirt with her magic folding it. "As a dignified Wonderbolt I expected you to have better discipline than this, Spitfire."

"Psh. Whatever." she picked up her dress blues folding them absent minded.

Trixie noticed the condition of the dress uniform glaring at Spitfire. "How can you let this uniform get all wrinkled?"

"What do you mean? They look fine."

"They're wrinkled!" Trixie groaned taking the uniform form her. "Fine, as the responsible one Trixie will steam press this for you!"

The sly pegasus grinned hovering above the unicorn. "Thanks you, dear." she said snickering.

The blue mare stuck her nose up slamming the door to the hall shut behind her. Spitfire sighed shaking her head. She flew over to the bag which now had a sleeping timberwolf in it, curled up like a kitten. "Aww, aren't you precious?" she cooed nuzzling him.

Link yawned shifting his position ignoring the yellow mare. a few minutes later Trixie returned to see Spitfire trying to fold the clothes before putting them into the bag. She did a decent job but it was painfully clear she never cared to try in the past. She walked up to her mate brushing up against her side.

"Hey there beautiful." Spitfire said kissing Trixie.

Trixie placed the uniform on the bed returning the kiss, holding Spitfire's head with her hooves. She broke away taking a deep breath. "We best hurry or you'll miss the train."

"Guess so." the pegasus sighed taking the uniform from the bed and placed it in a carrying bag. "I'm not sure about leaving you alone for the next few days."

Trixie placed Link on the bed kiss him. She then turned to her mate. "Why do you say that?"

"The nightmares you have." she said taking the bag and placing it over her shoulders. "You tend to get violent when they occur. I worry you'll get hurt while I'm gone."

She smiled to her worried mate. "Don't worry about Trixie. She'll be fine. Link'll be here along with Soarin and Fleetslut."

Spitfire smiled walking out of the room with Trixie in tow. "You mean FleetFOOT?"

"No. Trixie meant what she said."

"Thought you two were buddy buddy now?" Spitfire quirked an eyebrow. She got a swift swat to the head. "Ha, OK OK. I get it you're not."

The two left the apartment and headed into town. Along the way the talked about adoption and Trixie seemed eager to adopt. IN fact she was nearly gushing about it. She had her mind set on either the batpony filly she saw or the changeling. Possibly both. She tried to get Spitfire to tell her which she wanted, but being a typical stallion minded pony, sh said she'd go with whatever choice Trixie made.

"Oh, come on Spitfire!" Trixie whined.

"I said I'd be happy with which ever you choose. What more do you want?"

"A little more input would be nice."

"Fine. Look i just want you to be happy. That will make me happy. I really don't care if you got one or the other or even both." She tapped her chin thinking as they continued along towards the Manehatten express. "Actually why not get both? You said you had trouble deciding on which one to adopt, so why not adopt both at the same time?"

Trixie pondered this for a moment. True with their combined income they could easily adopt and raise two children. Spitfire could on her own actually but that would make Trixie feel like a bum. Spitfire saw the look on contemplation on her mates face and smiled.

"Surprise me." she whispered into Trixie's ear nibbling it, causing the blue mare to blush.

"Stop that!" she shoved the pegasus away.

But Spitfire din't relent. She jumped in for seconds and succeeded in finding the ear once again. Trixie escaped running down the street swearing profanities at her mate all the way to the station. When they arrived they were both out of breath. The two shared a laugh at the silly antics they both displayed.

They walked up to the ticket booth and bought a ticket for Spitfire. Then the two ponies sat waiting for the train to arrive. During the wait Trixie took the opportunity to talk about the adoption with Spitfire.

"So love, do you think it's too soon to adopt? Is that why you keep dodging Trixie's questions?" the unicorn asked.

Spitfire sighed shaking her head. "No Trixie." She said looking to her pressing a hoof on her cheek. "It's not too soon but what you decide is up to you. I want a flyer too, but don't you want to get a child that is a unicorn?"

"Changelings use magic and fly." Trixie stated.

"Oh. Well then why not get the changeling then?" she asked tapping the ground. "Was it a boy or girl?"

"Boy."

'What about the little threshal filly you mentioned? What did you think of her?"

"She seemed nice. A bit rambunctious but nothing Trixie can't handle." she said leaning into Spitfire. "I think you'd like them both."

Spitfire was about to respond when he sound of a whistle blowing in the distance signaled the arrival of the Friendship Express. Trixie looked at the train as it came rolling into the station. As it stopped it released a puff of steam as the doors opened and a sea of ponies exited the cars. Spitfire and Trixie took her luggage and placed it in a massive pile in the back of the train making sure the staff took extra care of Spitfire's uniform.

Once that was taken care of the two gave a short embrace. They kissed as the conductor made the final call.

"All aboard! Final call!" He shouted from the caboose.

The two separated as a massive rush of ponies made their way to the carts, either being late or just finishing saying their goodbyes.

"Guess this is it." the pegasus said.

"Guess so. Can you handle yourself without Trixie for a few days?" Trixie asked.

The mare scoffed. "Please, I can handle anything! A few days without you'll be agonizingly painful, but I think I'll mange!" she laughed.

Trixie gave her a playful swat to the head giggling with the older mare. They hugged one last time, neither truly wanting to let go, but time said otherwise. They broke apart and Spitfire headed into the train leaving Trixie behind. As the doors closed Spitfire appeared in a window near Trixie. She placed a hoof on the window, Trixie mirrored making it look like their hooves touched.

The train whistle blew and slowly the sound of grinding iron and steel echoed throughout the station and the train slowly began to gain momentum. Spitfire mouthed 'I love you' as the train began to move and Trixie called out saying, "I love you too!"

She waited there for a few minutes waiting to see the train vanish into the distance. She took in the sight of the train heading over the bridge to central Equestria off towards Canterlot then to Cloudsale. Once the train was out of sight Trixie turned and headed for home. She felt odd, there was a heavy feeling in her chest and a nagging feeling like something was amiss. Suddenly her stomach growled and she decided to find someplace to eat, unaware she was being watched.