To say Fleetfoot was upset was an understatement. She was furious. Here was Spitfire, her childhood and closest friend, hanging out with some talentless hack, braggart, showoff, and fraud of a mare. Yet it baffled her as to why Spitfire would help somepony who was nothing more than a liar. The words Spitfire said were heard, but the meaning was lost to her clouded mind.

Now Fleetfoot was one to think of consequences before implementing action, it was simply her. Yet in this scenario she simply couldn't understand Spitfire's reasoning for helping this mare. This mare who brought destruction to a small unwilling town. Then she has the nerve to run off without helping them! She thought to herself.

Spitfire wore an unamused look, like she was the victim of a well placed yet highly inappropriate joke. "It's as I said, she needs help and I'm helping her Fleet." She then pointed to the doors where Trixie watched in silence. "I promised to help her because she needs it Fleet. I as a decent pony would help anypony I could if they needed it." she then reached over grabbing Fleetfoot by the shoulders slightly shaking her, "Why can't you see that Fleet? Why are you being so cold to her when she's done nothing wrong by you?"

Fleetfoot responded by swatting Spitfire's hooves away scoffing. She then jumped from her seat hovering in Spitfire's face. Spitfire reeled back by the sudden movement the younger pegasi made. "I can't believe you Captain!" she yelled in an aggravated tone flailing her arms around. Great here it comes. Spitfire thought to herself. "She brought an ursa to that poor town Ponyville! She destroyed a pony's HOME! She humiliated several national HEROS!" Fleetfoot shouted to her. Spitfire was beginning to lose her patience with the blue mare. Her brow was twitching in frustration and she began breathing deeply. "Why will you help such a pon-monster!"

That had done it. Spitfire simply couldn't take it anymore. Fleetfoot was not only making a fool of herself but the Wonderbolts as a whole now. Stomping on the ground she flew into the other mares face butting their heads together growling. "Now listen Lieutenant Fleetfoot," she said venomously, "I won't tolerate this behavior in MY house. Now I think you need to calm down and take a breath before you make a donkeys behind of yourself any further."

Fleetfoot wasn't about to stand for this. She thrust her head hard into Spitfire's, who simply held her ground as both hovered over the couch. Fleetfoot looked dead into Spitfire's eyes with fiery determination. I need to make her see what a mistake it is trusting this mare. She thought to herself. "No Captain, you are making a mistake having her here! She's dangerous!" she yelled.

"No she's not!" The yellow mare yelled back causing an echo. "What is your deal Fleetfoot? Seriously? WHAT. IS. YOUR. DEAL?" she emphasized poking the other mares chest after each word. "Why are you being such a hard case?"

"Why are you helping her?!"

"I'M HELPING HER GET ON HER HOOVES! YOU KNOW BEING A DECENT PONY?" Spitfire howled her voice echoing in her home. "SOMETHING YOU'RE NOT BEING NOW!" She jabbed her in the chest.

Fleetfoot jabbed her back, her voice now matched Spitfire's. "I AM BEING A DECENT PONY!" Her eyes began to tear up out of frustration and fear for her friend/surrogate sister. "I'M TRYING TO KEEP YOU SAFE, SO SHE DOESN'T HURT YOU LIKE I WAS YEARS AGO!" the younger mares eye were streaming with tears.

Spitfire leaned away so she could see Fleetfoot. "Listen to me Fleet. It wasn't your fault what happened that day." she then grabbed the sobbing pegasus and landed on the couch. "AND, it wasn't his fault either. You know it was just bad luck and bad timing Fleet. You can't hold it agai-" her hooves were shoved away as Fleetfoot looked at Spitfire.

"I'm not going to lose you like I lost my parents Spitfire." she said coldly. Her voice was sold cold and devoid of motion it sent a shiver down Spitfires spine. Geez she's mad. I wish I could make her understand. She thought.

"Look Hon it's OK. You'll see, nothing is going to happen to me." She then hugged the other pegasus. Fleetfoot buried herself into Spitfire's shoulder and let her tears flow eventually she began bawling her eyes out. After a few minutes Fleetfoot finally stopped crying and was now resting her head on Spitfire. "You OK now hon?" Spitfire asked.

Fleetfoot looked up to her with the most cute yet pathetic look she'd ever seen on the blue pegasus. they both smiled. Fleetfoot then pushed away from the older mare and looked into her eyes holding her hooves. "Promise me, if anything happens the first pony you tell or contact is going to be me OK?" she asked.

Spitfire nodded still smiling. "I promise. But you'll see nothing is going to happen to me." her expression saddened as she thought of her encounter with the pegasus earlier that night. I really need to get this off my chest now. Maybe it'll help her too. "Look Fleet I'm sorry about- you know the THING I said earlier. I should have thought about your feelings and well, I'm sorry." she said sadly.

The blue pegasus gave her a death grip hug. "I know you are." they held each other for a moment before separating, but not before she bore a serious expression. "You should be careful around her though."

Spitfire sighed rubbing Fleetfoots hoof. "Fleet." she said exasperated.

The blue mare shook her head. "You should hear what others have to say about her Spitfire. She nearly killed three foals."

"You don't know what happened there Fleet. You shouldn't judge others before hearing both sides of the story." Spitfire shook her head pressing the ridge over her nose. "I thought I taught you better than that Fleet."

"Well, YOU don't know what happened either." she snapped back.

Spitfire rubbed her temples. She had her there. True Spitfire didn't know what happened in Ponyville, what she does know is nopony got hurt and from what she's seen only Trixie suffered from this. I guess there's only one way to settle this. We need to talk to Trixie. "Look Hon. If we get Trixie's side of the story will it put your mind at ease?" she asked. The other mare held a contemplative look for some time before responding.

Fleetfoot nodded. Spitfire sighed as she slumped down into the couch. "OK, we're all tired from the long day. At least I’M tired from the long day. Let's call it a night and say we pick this up in the morning OK Fleet?" she asked the younger mare. Fleetfoot looked at the door where Trixie still remained hidden, watching, then back at Spitfire.
"Ok Spits. I'll head home for the night, and if she's willing, I'll allow Trixie to speak for herself and reserve judgment based on what she says. Agreed?" she held out a hoof to Spitfire.

Smiling at this she accepted the hoof shake and replied, "Deal."

Fleetfoot left shortly after. Spitfire wanted her to stay, but Fleetfoot decided she needed some space to calm her mind and be ready for the encounter of tomorrow.

Meanwhile Spitfire was on her way to the shower when she ran into Trixie in the hall looking upset. Spitfire walked up to the azure mare a smile on her face trying to hide her nervousness. "Hey Trixie! You done already?" she asked cheerfully.

Trixie scowled at her, Spitfires smile wavered. Trixie then walked up to her with an angry look in her eye. "You should have asked me BEFORE you made such a promise." she hissed to the large mare.

Spitfire held her head low shamefully. "I know. I messed up there I really did." she sighed. "I've been doing that a lot this night it seems. First Fleet, then you. Guess I'll never learn huh?" she ask dejectedly.

Trixie walked next to the mare and wrapped an arm around her scowl turned to a smile. "Yeah you did, but then so did Trixie." She hugged the larger mare. Spitfire returned the hug. "I'll see you in the morning Spitfire." Trixie said nudging her as she walked by heading for her room.

Spitfire watched as Trixie as she entered the bedroom. "Good night hon." she said as she went to the shower.

Author's Notes:

Hey everyone! Sorry the chapter is short but I have eleven interviews this week so I won't be updating for a while. Sorry.
I'll be back soon though so stay tuned for the climactic clash between Trixie and Fleetfoot
Will the answers you seek be revealed? Will Trixie redeem herself in Fleets eyes?
Why does Fleetfoot have a stick up her ass?
Why does Spitfire help others in need?
Why is the cabbage stallion always there?
No probably not.
Also any mistakes I made please let me know so I can promptly fix them love yall!