MLP Fanfic:(CLOPFIC) Soarin's Panty Raid

Chapter 1: Getting In

CHAPTER 1---

Call me a coward, call me a wimp! Not after tonight! the light blue pegasus repeated to himself as he flew through the cold night air. His destination known, target coming into sight. Only a few more seconds before 'Operation Prove I'm a Man' was a go. Under normal circumstances Soarin would never have even thought about doing this, but these were not ordinary times. His pride was in question, and there was no way anypony on the team was gonna question that after tonight.

The house now in sight, the moon illuminating his path while he traveled. At a first glance all the lights inside were turned off, just like he had planned. She was out of the house, away at Rarity's just like every week, right on time. The cloud gave a soft squishy response under his hooves as his wings slowed his descent. A address confirmed that he was at the right location. Each step he made gave a quite 'pumf' while he walked. The distance between him and the front door was quickly closing. Upon second inspection all was clear as well, glass windows lining the door, making it easy to see inside. All was calm, it was now or never.

Breathing quickened, along with heart rate. Flying during a Wonderbolts show, or hard training had nothing on this. No amount of practice could have prepared anypony for what was to come next. The task ahead so seemingly simple yet so hard at the same time. The front porch steps squealed under his weight while trying to come down the three steps. The noise splitting through the night air. His body froze upright, his mission may be over before it even had a chance to start. Moisture dripped off Soarin's chin and forehead, ears perked up scanning the air.
Seconds passed, and nothing was to be heard, not even a single peep. He let out a large sigh of relief continuing on his mission. 'Operation Prove I'ma Man' was still a go. Nothing was stirring inside the house, she couldn't have gotten home yet. Soarin kept his momentum going, trotting around the house's exterior. The soft cool night air keeping him ever so awake as he continued.

There hadn't been too much planning on this mission, it was more a spur of the moment idea that was only initiated by his so called 'friends' on the team. It all started only a couple of days ago, when she came to the academy. She being the one mare every stallion and most mares in Equestria sought after, but were too scared to actually go for. Her smooth, flawless coat drawing each and every member of the Wonderbolts in, only to be hit with that crazy beautiful rainbow mane, some more than others.

Her name was Rainbow Dash, at least he thought so. Everyone on the team knew about her even before she even came to the academy a couple of weeks ago. Normally no one went crazy over who was on the roster for tryouts, but this was a different case. Ponies were fighting over who was to get the list next, attached to the sheet of paper were also a couple pictures of the recruit. When Soarin finally got a turn to see the desired form, all that was left of it was the name 'Rainbow Dash', and two holes where the staples to the pictures had been.

Most ponies on the team and off didn't believe him when he said that he talked to her once. Well, in truth all he said was 'you saved it, thanks', but was anypony else gonna know that? The fear from losing his beloved pie had overcome the realization of who he was talking to. And so he was able to speak a clear and proper sentence, on any other occasion it would have been hard to get him to even make a sound. This Rainbow Dash was a sight to behold, an encounter that could never be forgotten.

Soarin had only seen her a couple of times, each one burned vividly into his mind. Sadly, each encounter only lasted a few mere moments, but that was all that needed to get the full effect. The most recent being the closest he had ever gotten since the pie incident at the Gala. Rainbow walked right passed him only a couple of inches away, giving him a close up view at every detail of the mare. For a pony who claimed to be rough and tough she was oddly clean and tidy. It still was hard to register that the mare of his dreams walked right by him like it was nothing.

He almost even missed it, something so stupid he couldn't even believe it himself. It was just another normal day, just trotting around the facility then, bam! Like being hit by the Canterlot train ten times over, the oxygen in the room seemed to be immediately sucked out because for some reason it became hard to breathe. Mid turn he spotted the mane that every stylist in Equestria craved, each color pulling him in closer and closer. Secretly he just wanted to chew on that mane, but nopony knew that, it was his dirty little secret. Maybe it was all the air leaving the room but her mane seemed to smell like a sweet apple pie, freshly baked and still hot from the oven.

Nopony could help it, not even a pony with Wonderbolt discipline. Helplessly his head turned along with Rainbow while she trotted by. His eyes starting at the end of her tail and working their way up to the top, there was no way he could help himself. The way she trotted, flaunting that rainbow back and forth was unfair, it was like she was just trying to get everypony to look at her. This was where everything went wrong, in the heat of the moment Soarin had made the fatal mistake of dropping his jaw, letting his tongue fall out into place.

His 'friends' took advantage of it immediately, a couple busting out in laughter at his foalish mistake that only a small colt would have made. Fleet and some others wouldn't let him live it down, it was dumb, so incredibly stupid of him to be taken away in the moment. Even the days that followed no pony on the team would let him live it down, the story only got more and more popular. It had to be put a stop to, and truly there was only one way to do that, do something so manly, so bold, so unheard of, that his manliness would never be in question ever again. Do something that would forever rewrite the Wonderbolts history books of boldness, from that moment and forever forth his plan was made.

Every little detail had gone into planning this little operation, down to the point he even got Ponyville's building record of her house just so he could study it and come up with a plan of best attack. The only part left was up to him, and his sticky hooves. The plan so crazy he didn't even know if he was going to be able to do it, a panty raid. Of the mare that so taunted everywhere he went. Without a doubt his manliness would never be questioned ever again by anypony, stallions for ages would look up to him as the manliest guy that ever lived. Stories would be made of this night and his accomplishments, heck, the Wonderbolts might even make him captain for his boldness in the line of duty.

Soarin's head peaked over the window sill outside the planned entrance and exit. The coast was clear, nopony in sight and no signs of life. The stallion gave a quick jerk, trying to raise the pane of glass but to no use. The window had been locked from the inside, how could he have overseen this. Stupid, stupid, stupid. In all the haste and preparation he had forgotten about the simplest of things, like the lock on the window. The pegasus' head collided with the glass from frustration, of all things that could go wrong... this.

Inside the simple lock gave out a small squeal as it jerked from its semi-closed position. With all hope lost, the stallion lifted his head away, ready to head for home. The next day he was going to have to march through the Wonderbolt locker rooms empty hoofed. Most would simply just draw it down to him being even more of a mare than most had believed, instead of saving his manliness, he would lose it entirely.
With embarrassment in his heart, Soarin banged his head again on the window, disappointedly. The lock on the inside slid off its enclosure opening the entrance. Once free, a spring inside jutted open the window but just a crack. The cool glass moved against his forehead, stupid window. Almost without thinking the stallion pulled his head off, ready to leave and head away in defeat. Then finally, he noticed the small gap at the bottom. It was quite possibly the best sight to see beside Rainbow Dash herself, his chance at saving his pride was still intact.
He could feel his insides lift in excitement and let out a squeal of happiness like a small filly. Quickly snapping out of it, he looked around cautiously hoping nopony had heard that. The skies were clear, no sign of anypony for miles not even a broken cloud or the sound of a pegasus' wings. Not wanting to waste any more time, he lifted the window fully up, sliding it smoothly to the top, leaving him just enough space to fit himself in. It was actually smaller than he had thought, forcing the wider pony to force himself through the small gap. Each muscular wing making it ever so difficult to budge through. His insides compressed together, trying to save as much room as possible.