Fleetfoot's POV

Oh my god. I'm going to find out my best bud's crush in a few minutes. I can't believe I've waisted all those years begging for him to tell me. Now, with the help of Rarity, I can tease him like never before!!!! Mwahahaha!

We're still looking for clues to find out the lucky mare. Rarity is still behind me, spying on ponies and asking them useless questions about fashion. But, she's Equestria's best investigator, she probably knows what she's doing. I better not question her, after all, she has cracked one of the worst case ever!

"Fleetfoot dear!" I heard that annoying but acceptable fake british accent again. I signed and turned around to see none other than Rarity.  

"Haiz...Yes, Rarity?"

"Go....um..get some information. I am busy talking to THE ONE AND ONLY Sapphire Shores!!!! Eeeeeeee!!!! Ahem....I mean, I'll be with you in a minute."

So yeah. Rares just ditch me, leaving me on my own with the quest of finding the CHOSEN mare. I shook my head lightly, since I have decided to give up. I walked to the long line of ponies waiting to get a glimpse of the 'Best Investigator' trophy Princess Cadance sent. Right now the 'best investigator' is ignoring me to talk to a famous mare. Wait a minute. Why am I standing here and not looking for clues?! Come on Fleet! Get on your hooves. Your whole FUTURE of embarrassing your best friend DEPENDS ON IT!!!!

I was walking back to the dance floor when I caught something suspicious. Soarin and Rainbow Dash talking. Soarin and Rainbow, humm....it looks like Rainbow's very comfortable talking to him, but Soarin.....he's stuttering, and...and blushing,..and....OH  MY FLEET. RAINBOW!!!!!!!! Rainbow's the one. She's the PERFECT ONE!!!

As Rainbow walked away, I smirked and trotted quickly towards the furiously blushing Soarin.

"So....Soar. Wanna tell me about something? Like....about Rainbow Dash?" I dramatically paused a few times. Soarin, who's still blushing, stuttered,

"Um....wha-what....what are-are-are y-you....tal-talking about...?"

"Oh you know what I'm talking about."

Soarin's sweating like he's on fire. Well, possibly, in his stomach he must be burning. But I don't give a buck. I just wanna know if Dash is the one for 100%. Wait, where's Soarin?! He was just here and now he's gone! I scanned the castle when I spotted a sky blue figure running towards the exit door. OH NO HE DIDN'T. He IGNORED me when I was talking to him! NOBODY ignores me when I TALK. I spread my wings and flew with lightning speed. The Wonderbolts weren't kidding when they said I'm the fastest. Believe it. In less than 5 seconds, I reached the exit, a second before Soarin. To make some dramatic effects, I flipped my hair over my shoulder before I could beat him.

"You don't wanna make me mad, don't you Soar?"

After a moment of hesitation, Soarin signed loudly and FINALLY gave in.

"Haiz....fine.....whatever..."

OMGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS THE MOMENT I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SINCE TONIGHT?! IS THIS IT? THE HOLY MOMENT WHEN I FOUND OUT HIS CRUSH AND COULD TEASE HIM FOR LIFE?! I'M SOOOOO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"So, is Rainbow......"

"Yes. She's the one."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!"

I ran to find Rarity and pulled her out of the conversation with Fancy Pants.

"Hey! Watch it Fleetfoot!" She yelled, but I didn't care. I pulled her to where Soarin is and whispers,

"Rainbow's the one Rares. Your best, best, best pony friend."

For a moment there, I thought Rarity has lost the ability to speak. Her mouth hung open and then suddenly curves up to a big smirk. She squealed and jumped around as I soon joined her. We both squeal and dance around like crazy ponies. Which we are, by the way. Soarin was blushing and smiling shyly at us. He shook his head and turned around to go to the buffet table.

"Well well well, it was her all along, huh?" I heard a familiar voice talking to Soarin behind me. This pony began to bicker with Soarin. And winning at it. It's not a surprise to see Soarin loose to a fight, but still! I turned around, finally, thinking that I could help my buddy out. But when I turn around, something was irritating my eyes.

The one who said all those things about Soarin and his crush, the one that bickers through the night about it, was Spitfire.