Wonderbolts Headquarters
11.48 pm.
Tuesday

  Soarin was still sitting on his chair, planning the new choreography for the show which was due to next thursday.

  And because of that the co-captain started to have his signature look, his beautiful eye bags, under his eyes that made him look ten times older than he was.

  Not to mention Celestia-knows-how-many cups of coffee he chugged down for the sake of staying awake. His only hope was the show's, hopefully, quality.

The show was going to start with, as always, all of them flying up to sky with Spitfire in the middle. After their usual grand opening, Surprise-who took Dash's place here- was going to twirl around them, and after that one by one all of them were going to start to leave the others and join Surprise; while some swirling clockwise, some swirling the opposite way.

After all of them started to swirl around the non-existent flying pegasi in the middle, Fire Streak was going to shoot up in the middle with Mistyfly starting to making some fog, using the clouds weather ponies prepared for them.

When the fog was done, Lightning Streak was going to use his wings to shoot little lightnings at the fog and make it spark a little.

And after that all of the Wonderbolts performing was going to  dive straight into the fog while Fleetfoot, Blaze, Spitfire and High Winds were going to use their wings to control the winds around them and get the fogs to fly with them.

As everypony started to fly to the front of the fog then shoot up and fly over the fog with their backs facing the ground; the four mares who controlled the fog were going to split into two, Spitfire with High Winds and Fleetfoot with Blaze, and fly up from the sides.

And for the finishing touch, Soarin was going to fly from the bottom of the fog; using his wings to carry mainly the lightnings and do a little zick-zack until he reached the top.

  With this they were going to have a striped and a framed emblem with a lightning bolt in the middle: one of their signature moves.

  -Finally- Satisfied with his work, Soarin started to stand up from his chair to go to his bed. Before leaving his desk, he looked at his clock.

11.57 ?  Dear Luna's stars what is sleep at this point?

No. Don't be a whinny drama queen Soarin, you know you have stayed up more than that before.

Academy was the worst.

  With his mind occupied with his memories from his Wonderbolt Academy years, he rubbed his eyes and left his room. Closing the lights with the help of his wing in the process.

  Not having any energy left in his body to do anything else; he fell to his bed, not even bothering to cover himself, when he arrived at the sleeping dorms.

Well, goodnight to me and the others sleeping here.

And goodnight to you too, mom and dad.

...

You too Dash...

...

Oh, that's right.

The stars aren't Luna's anymore.

•••

  The sun started to wake up from it's sleep and rise as it's rays painted the fields of the Equestria.

  Everypony started to wake up while some were already up, doing their daily tasks and greeting the others who were passing by.

  Birds looked up at the sky as if waiting for the right moment to start their beautiful concert. When the time came, they all fluffed their wings a little and looked at the sky once again.

  And they started their chirp-

"Wake up all of you lazy wings! We have lots of practice today! Especially the ones who will fly in the next show! Fleetfoot! Stop your sorry attempt at straightening High Winds' mane and come to my office! Ugh! All of you are going to be the dead of me!"

  Yep! No chirping of the beautiful birds today. It was time for the real deal.

  All of the sleeping Wonderbolts groaned, Fleetfoot and Soarin being the loudest, as they started to toss around their beds to find the comfortable position for the sake of going back to their sweet dreams. But they couldn't, because of Spitfire's daily -and to die for- waking 'ceremony' they all were fully awake.

  "Look at the time." motioned the clock Fire Streak, which showed that it was exactly one hour early from their usual time. Seeing that, all the Wonderbolts who had enough strength to look at the clock groaned even more.

  "Geez, she is extra cranky this morning." finally spoke one of them, Mistyfly.

  "I know right? It's not like she was the one who stayed up all night to work out the new flight plan." added Fleetfoot, pouting since High Winds woke up and started look around while saying 'Whaa-' with a ridiculous face.

"Ah right, look at the poor guy now." said Thunderlane, referring to the poor co-captain.

"Poor pie boy had to wake up from his pie filled dreams!" shouted Surprise from the bathroom, while splashing her face with some cold water to get the last bit of sleep that remained in her eyes out of her body.

Finally giving up the slim chance of going back to sleep, Soarin picked himself up and started to stretch his wings out because of the position he slept in last night.

"Good morning to you guys too." said Soarin as he sleepily looked around the pegasi around him.

Lightning Streak, who just finished brushing his teeth, came back to the beds and looked at Fleetfoot who was putting the magical device she had plans with away.

"I swear I'm going to kill whoever called Wave Chill to attend that meeting. Now, we are the ones that need to deal with Spitfire."

Fleetfoot, who was ready for something like this to be said, replied to Lightning although it looked more like she was talking to everypony in the dorms.

"Spitty is mad because her boyfriend isn't here to drink morning coffee with her while romantically calculate the financial allowance of this month's."

A 'pffft' was heard from the bathroom as everypony started to laugh their wings off. Their laughter doubled when Fire Streak yelled 'Damn it! It got into my mane!' and joined the others with toothpaste in his face and mane.

"I bet she misses the daily flight plan readings with him too-"

"And that's why you are still not the co-captain, let alone the captain of the Wonderbolts, Fleetfoot." came Spitfire's voice from the speakers as everypony in the room started to laugh at Fleetfoot who only rolled her eyes.

"Also you can sleep in Soarin-"

"No need to, I'm already up-"

"-If you want somepony else to take your spot."

By now Thunderlane looked like he was having a seizure while Blaze hold her stomach with one of her hoofs as her wing wrapped itself around Mistyfly to keep herself balanced while muttering 'I can't breathe.' between her laughs.

She really is crankier than normal today, huh?

Screw you Wave Chill.

"If you guys won't stop laughing than forget about the breakfast!" yelled Spitfire through the speakers, finally losing her patience.

Everypony, including a still annoyed Soarin, started to fly for their lifes to the cafeteria as they knew that Spitfire wasn't a morning jokester.

The whole room was empty with nothing but dust from the now gone pegasi, before High Winds came from the bathroom with a toothbrush in her mane while she was holding a mane brush next to her muzzle.

"Where did everypony go?" questioned the poor, tired mare.

•••

Everypony was doing warm-ups at the training grounds of the Wonderbolts Headquarters as Soarin watched them with a side glance from Spitfire's office's window.

Just being in that same room only a day ago unexpectedly made Soarin have a weird feeling.

Why do I feel like a colt who is about to get lectured about something they messed up at?

...

Please don't tell me she didn't like my new choreography...

With now the fear of his work going to waste, Soarin stood at full attention and stopped glancing at the training pegasi as he fixed his gaze to the working mare in front of him instead.

Not having the enough patience anymore, Soarin asked Spitfire.

"Did you not like the new choreography I made Spitfire?"

The sudden breaking of silence in the room brought the mare in question back to reality as she realized that she got caught up with her work.

"You mean the new flight plan that still didn't come to my desk? Then no, I didn't like it nor like it." replied Spitfire sarcastically.

This being the second time of her smart talking him today, Soarin finally asked with kind of an angry attitude.

"Then why am I here, ma'am?" left the words from Soarin's mouth.

Noticing his behavior and remembering her lack of attention towards him, Spitfire brushed his words off and answered him.

"I bet you are aware that Wave Chill left for a meeting two days ago."

Oh, I'm very aware of that.

"Well his meeting was with Princess Twilight and the Friendship Council."

Upon hearing these, Soarin perked up.

What?

Noticing his confusion, Spitfire continued.

"He sent me a letter today, telling about why he was called and what was discussed."

Spitfire motioned the letter that was on the desk with her head before gathering the papers she just finished signing to put in the 'bills' file.

"Turns out he won't be present for the next week, since he knows the northeast of the Equestria's skies better than anypony thanks to his trainings there for 2 years, 4 years ago."

Wait, so is he-

After closing the file that got the new papers inside itself, Spitfire looked back at Soarin.

"Wave Chill is going to accompany Princess Twilight and the Friendship Council. Because of that, I need you to help me with the next week's media meeting that I was supposed to attend with Wave Chill and Blaze. Also for the performance we were going to do for Manehattan's mayor's birthday next friday, you should look into the schedules of the others to fill in Wave Chill's spot since he was going to do one with Fire Streak. But try to choose somepony other than the ones who are going to fly at next thursday's performance since we can't afford to have a Wonderbolt fainting in the middle of a show because of exhaustion now, can we? I don't want any of my flyers to tire themselves out."

Spitfire continued to fill Soarin in about his new tasks that joined the ones he already had but Soarin wasn't listening her, not after that first sentence.

Wave Chill is joining Princess Twilight and the Friendship Council for their journey.

Wave Chill is joining Friendship Council for their journey.

...

Wave Chill is going to see Dash.

...

At least I will have a chance to know what might happen on that week.

Yeah, a chance.

...

Damn you Wave Chill for leaving us with an angry Spitfire.

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