“We just got a big break in our pursuit of local crime boss Axe Ritzo, A.K.A. ‘The Axe stallion.” Spitfire announced. The Wonderbolt headquarters was particularly busy today. Spitfire and Fleetfoot stood at the front of the conference room, while the other Wonderbolts hung on to every word their captain and co-captain said.

Spitfire gestured to the projection screen beside her, which displayed pictures of Ritzo and his crew.

“Now, Ritzo’s long-time accountant, Herbal Pollack, has reportedly fled the organization with a sizable amount of Ritzo’s cash and copies of all his financial records, which means that if we can get to Pollack before Ritzo does,” She smiled. “We’ll have all the evidence to put this low life away for a very long time.”

She then noticed Soarin enter the conference room with a spring in his step. “Oh! Soarin, we were just discussing the fact…”

Soarin held up a hoof. “Bup, bup, bup! I’m not here,” he declared with a grin on his face. “I took the day off to do my wedding planning, remember? I don’t wanna be bothered with any more work business.” He then noticed the picture up on the projection screen. His eyes widened. “That’s Axe Ritzo and his accountant!” He said in surprise.

“Who just fled the organization.” Fleetfoot added.

Soarin’s eyebrows shot up. “What? That is huge news!” Spitfire and Fleetfoot nodded.

Soarin snapped out of his surprised stupor. “Which I will deal with tomorrow. When I return to work.”

“You’re doing all your wedding planning in one day?” A trainee asked.

Soarin smiled. “Yep. When you’re marrying the fastest flyer in all Equestria, you gotta pick things up a bit. Here, check it out, I already have the ‘Save the Date’.”

With that, Soarin started to pass out the cards to everyone in the room. “One for you, one for you… I don’t know you… one for you, and one for you.”

Fleetfoot read the card and looked up. “Uh, Soarin?”

“Mmm-hmm?”

“It says you’re getting married this Saturday.”

Soarin nodded. “2:00 p.m. sharp. Now, be on the lookout for the actual invite which should be arriving in three, two, one..” He held up a bunch of flyers from behind his back. “Hey-oh! There you go..”

He started to pass out all the flyers around the room, much to everyone’s amusement.

Spitfire raised her eyebrow as she read her invitation. “It says to RSVP by noon today!”

Soarin shrugged. “What can I say? Rainbow and I’ve got one speed, and it is full throttle. Plus, there was a last-minute cancellation at the Gryphon Kingdom.” With that, he flew out of the room.

Spitfire shook her head and smiled. “Okay, so I feel like my briefing is done, thank you, everypony, you are dismissed.” Everyone quickly cleared the room, and Spitfire and Fleet foot  sauntered  into Spitfire’s office.

“I still can’t believe it,” Fleetfoot said, sitting in a chair. “Our goof ball getting married? And to Rainbow Dash? Who would've thought, huh?”

Spitfire grinned. “Yep. Time sure does fly.”

As if on cue, Soarin flew in with a big grin on his face. “Spit! Fleet! Rainbow’s inviting her Ponyville friends to Cloudsdale, and her friend Pinkie Pie is organizing a bachelorette party for her the night before the wedding, and Rarity is going to design your dresses. And I know Rainbow was hoping you two could make it. “

Spitfire’s eyebrows furrowed. “Uh, first of all, I would prefer to wear my uniform to the wedding, and second of all, didn’t Rarity do time for killing a mare at a sale at the mall?”

“Uh, paralyzing a mare at a sale at the mall. I heard it was just a big misunderstanding. And she’s rehabilitated now.” Spitfire and Fleet foot looked doubtful. Soarin smiled softly. “Come on, it’ll be fun! It’s going to be at the Agua Verde Hotel and Casino in Las Pegasus, that place is first class all the way.”

Fleet foot tilted her head to the side. “Isn’t Bulk Biceps doing part-time security work there?” she asked.

Soarin rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Alright, you got me. Most of the way. What do you say?”

“Uh..”

“Great! I’ll give Princess Twilight your phone numbers! Rainbow’s going to be so excited!” As soon as he flew out of the office, he immediately bumped into Spike.

“Hey, Soarin!” The baby dragon greeted.

Soarin blinked in surprise. “Spike! How’d you get here… and how are you walking on clouds?”

Spike smiled. “Twilight  performed the cloud walking spell on us ahead of time so she could organize everything right away.” He rolled his eyes. “I already wrote the checklist, and it’s a mile long. Oh, and the girls are already here, and Rainbow’s at your house.”

Soarin beamed. “Sweet!” he scooped up the princess’s number one assistant and placed him on his back. “Hop on, buddy!” He zoomed out of headquarters, and head towards where the Wonderbolt  dorms were.

“So,” Spike began. “Where’s your bachelor party gonna be at?”

Soarin frowned a little in thought. “I dunno. There’s so much to do. With everything going on, I didn’t even think about the bachelor party.”

Spike was stunned. But then he thought of an idea. Don’t worry Soarin, Spike thought with an evil smirk forming across his face. I’ll take care of everything.

Later, Rainbow Dash and Soarin stood in front of his place, saying their goodbyes, at least until the wedding day. “Just think,” Soarin said while nuzzling Rainbow. “In less than 29 hours, you are going to be Mrs. Rainbow Soarin.”

Rainbow smirked. “Really? I’m thinkin’ Mrs. Rainbow Soarin Dash. I’m keeping the Dash.”

Soarin laughed. “Alright fine.”  

The cyan Pegasus raised an eyebrow at Soarin’s attire. “What’s with the robe?”

Soarin looked down at himself and grinned. “Like it? Its 100% cotton.”

Rainbow rolled her eyes, and waved her hoof at the robe. “This is embarrassing.”

“This was on sale! Admit it, you’re gonna miss this.”

Rainbow rolled her eyes again. “Yeah, yeah.” The two then gazed at each other lovingly, and leaned in for a kiss.

HONK HONK!

Both pegasi jumped as the rest of the main six pulled up in front of Soarin’s place in a jeep with Spitfire and Fleet foot in tow. “COME ON, DASHIE!” Pinkie yelled.

Soarin grinned. “She’s comin’!” he called.

“Why don’t you come say hi to everypony?” Rainbow suggested.

Soarin looked over at Spitfire and Fleet foot, who were giving him death glares from the back of the jeep. “I would love to, but I’m not armed.” Soarin said simply.

“Come on, Rainbow, let’s go!” Twilight yelled. “We’re on schedule!”

Rainbow smiled and ran over to her friends, lugging her suitcase. “Alright, I’m coming, I’m coming, settle down!” She tossed her suitcase to Fluttershy as she hopped in the jeep, and slammed the door.

“See you at the wedding, Soarin!” Rarity called.

“Let’s get this show on the road!” Applejack said. “Punch it, Pinkie!” Nodding, Pinkie slammed on the accelerator, and with a loud SCREECH the mares sped off into the distance.

Soarin smiled as they left, and he was about to head back inside, when he noticed a newspaper in the driveway. Soarin looked left, right, then left again. He was in the clear. He walked out front, and grabbed the newspaper.

Then he had the feeling he was not alone. Soarin scowled. Now was not the time. “Note to whoever’s out there,” he said loudly, his eyes darting back and forth. “Step to me, and I whip out the enormous piece I have under this robe!” He then noticed the scrawny mail pony looking at him strangely.

Soarin blushed. “Heh heh… morning, Sherman.”  Sherman waved slowly, and flew off.

Soarin headed back to his place, when he heard a twig snap. Soarin looked up. “Sherman?”

Just then, a hood was placed over his head. “Sherman?!”  

“Welcome to your bachelor party, Soarin!” He heard Spike declare.

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