My Head's in the Clouds

[Spitfire]

(January 5th Lame title is lame :P A relaxing thread for Pegasi ^^)

Spitfire shifted on the cloud she was laying on unable to get comfortable. Her personal trainer had advised her to get more rest, because that silly old pony thought trainng 15 hours of the day was too much! Nonsense! There was always time to step up your game, but obviously her trainer didn't see that, nor did her coach. Yes, the yellow pony would have loved to protest, but the news team was coming in to interview her coach, so she had to hit the skies pretty soon. So it was nap time for the firey-maned equine, and boy was she not enjoying it. The cloud itself was fine, but she didn't want to nap in the middle of the day! What a waste! And, besides, she didn't have her uniform on, making it even harder to be lulled into sleep. Maybe I'll just fly around a bit, see who I can meet...

Picking herself up, the Wonderbolt gently flapped her wings, resisting the urge to break into an all-out speed race against the clock. Gliding closer to Cloudsdale, Spitfire couldn't help but pray that she might run into one of her fellow Wonderbolts, but she knew that it was highly unlikley. They were probably all training while she got stuc out here, doing absolutley nothing! Sighing inwardly, the yellow pony wondered if anyone was around, at least she'd have someone to talk to, that would keep her mind of flying for a bit! Picking up a bit of speed, Spitfire flew into Cloudsdale, landing on the cloud ground then quickly beginning looking around, she realized how many ponies were around her. But the fiery-maned pony wasn't too worried, she was out of uniform, so, unless you were a devoted Wonderbolt fan, you probably wouldn't even realize who it was.

Walking through the small crowds of pegasi, Spitfire looked around for anyone she might recognize. Letting out a huff of irritation, the yellow pony sppun around, only to knck right into another equine. "Whoa! Sorry 'bout that! Here, let me help you," She said, feeling a bit guilty.

[Comet Fire]

Cloudsdale was boring in the daytime. While it was up in the clouds, where she loved to be, Comet Fire just hated being dragged in with the crowd. The silver-haired pegasi was even considering retiring herself to the ground for a bit, if only to get some food. She was feeling a tad bit hungry, and her stomach wasn’t helping out with that.

Trying to push her way through the crowded main “street” of Cloudsdale, Comet Fire felt somepony bump into her, and she was sent the short distance to the cloudy ground, landing with a small bounce. Shaking her head, and blinking her eyes a bit, teal irises turned to the pony who had accidentally bumped into her. “Nah, it’s okay. I’ve got it. But thanks.” Comet Fire said, with small smile. “It’s my fault for not looking where I was going.” she said, pawing the cloud with a hoof. For some odd reason, Spitfire looked very familiar to her, but without the Wonderbolt outfit, there was no way Comet Fire could tell she belonged to the Wonderbolts.

“You look a little familiar. I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere, but I just can’t place my hoof on it.” Comet Fire said, rubbing the underside of her chin with a hoof, contemplating the thought.

[Spitfire]

"No, honestly, my head's in the clouds today or somethin'!" Spitfire exclaimed, feeling awfully guilty about not helping the blue pegasi up. Probably 'cause I haven't gotten to train! The yellow equine thought stubbornly, taking a step back as she realized that Comet Fire was looking at her. Putting a small smile on her face, the fiery-maned pony looked around casually, having gone through this many times before. The "Hey I know you!" thing was somewhat old, but Spitfire enjoyed her loyal fans, so was always polite.

Although, today, the amber-eyed equine was somewhat reluctant to reveal her true identity. She had always wondered what it would be like to be just a regular pony, but it would most definitly catch up with her. If she didn't tell Comet Fire now, somepony was bound to come up to her and say "Hey! Aren't you one of the Wonderbolts?" It had happened to one of her fellow Wonderbolts. The wonderbolt had lived a day as a regular pony with a new friend, then, at the end of the day, a group of young colts and fillies raced up to him, asking if he really was a Wonderbolt. Spitfire was pretty sure that the Wonderbolt and his new friend had never talked again.

"Uh, I'm Spitfire, you probably know me better as a Wonderbolt, though," The fiery-maned pegasus explained, not speaking too loudly. She really didn't want to draw attention to herself right now. If her personal trainer and coach knew she was flyingabout Cloudsdale right now she'd be in for it, for sure!

[Comet Fire]

“You’re a Wonderbolt?” Comet Fire asked. As opposed to other pegasus ponies, Comet Fire wasn’t all that interested in the Wonderbolts. Sure, they were the fastest flying group in all of Equestria, but that didn’t really mean anything…at least to her. What mattered to the silver-maned pony was the night sky, and the wonders of it.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you anyways, Spitfire.” Comet Fire said, holding out a hoof. The least she could do was to greet her formally. “I’m Comet Fire. I’m so sorry if it sounds weird that I didn’t know you were a Wonderbolt. But I’ve seen you before…training with your coach, I think.” Comet Fire said.