Rainbow Dash heaved an exhausted sigh as she put away her Wonder Bolt uniform. It had been a long day, and her bed was calling her, along with the latest issue of Daring Do. Just as she was about to head off, she heard somepony call her name. Turning around she saw Spitfire walking up to her, her own uniform also put away. She was wearing an expression that Rainbow had never seen before, and, as a result, couldn't read. It was serious, but at the same time gentle.
"Care to fly with me?" she asked.
Rainbow Dash was tired, but something in the look on Spitfire's face told her that she should say 'yes'. So she did. Walking out to the training grounds, Rainbow followed Spitfire as she flew off in an unfamiliar pattern.
"You know," Spitfire said suddenly. "I don't think I ever told you what my nickname is."
Rainbow Dash blinked. No, Spitfire hadn't told her what her nickname was, but she'd always assumed she didn't have one. Spitfire always seem too serious and level-headed to end up doing