More than Hate

Nice Going...

Soarin's POV

Ever since Crash joined the Wonderbolts' team, my life's been getting more and more miserable by the second!

Yesterday she was pissing the hell out of me during practice and today she's actually being normal for once!

But who knows that would probably change after today's practice.

Maybe I should come up with a scheme so that it'll teach her to not mess with the Soarin!

I thought hard as an idea popped into my mind.

Huh that's not such a bad idea I may take it into consideration.

I got up from my bed and was getting ready to head out for breakfast at the mess hall.

And later I'm gonna head to training where it'll be super enjoyable for me but for Crash, not so much...

I walked out of my room with a smirk planted on my face as an image of my plan formed in my head.

.  .  .  .

As we passed each other during breakfast we gave each other mean glares, as usual.

When I finished I threw away my extra scraps in the garbage can as I was gonna head out towards the locker room to grab my uniform and start training.

Huh maybe I should reconsider that idea I had earlier.

I smirked to myself.

Nahhh, why would I ever think of such a thing?

Dash opened her locker as she looked at me in confusion.

"What's up with you? You've been smiling for the past couple minutes now." Dash said.

"None of your business," I replied rudely.

"Damn, I'm just asking, you don't have to go and be such an ass all the time to me." Dash said as she slammed her locker with her uniform in her hooves and headed towards the changing rooms.

.  .  .  .

While I was practicing with Dash I had devised how the plan was going to go throughout our training.

"Let's try the part where you split the directions?" I said.

"You mean the wing split?" She asked correcting me.

Bitch

"Yeah, whatever it's called." I replied in annoyance.

Remember when I said Dash wasn't being as annoying today well I take that back.

We both flew up with her in front of me and me in front of her.

Right when we were just about to split our directions I had "accidentally" crashed my side into her wing which caused her fly unsteadily and tumble into a nearby garbage can.

"Oops, my bad! Im so clumsy!", I said while snickering at her.

Dash looked like she was about to break out into tears right then and there but refused.

"Crash are you okay!?" High winds said as a bunch of the Wonderbolts made their way towards Dash.

Dash covered her face with her wing and I couldn't make out why.

Then I saw a slight teardrop fall down to the ground and it hit me.

She's crying, but she's ashamed to show it? Wow, loser much?

Says you...

Shut up stupid mind.

"T-this is why I f-fucking hate you..." Dash managed to say while her wing still covered her face.

She then rushed back inside and most of the Wonderbolts looked at me with disappointed faces.

"What the fuck Soarin? What did Crash ever do to you?" Misty Fly said angrily towards my face.

Spitfire came up to me with a strict face as she said, "I need you to go apologize to Crash."

"But-"

"No buts Clipper! That was an order! Now go do it before I make you clean the compound for five months and you'll be removed to preform with us at Manehatten!"

I sighed and nodded as everyone went back to what they were doing.

"Nice going Soarin! You ruined your chance to actually get along with Dash." Rapidfire said towards me.

"So? We were never gonna get along anywa-"

"How do you know? You never even tried! She can be such a great person inside and out if your actually kind and talk to each other like normal ponies!" Rapidfire interrupted then flew off towards Fleetfoot leaving me behind alone on a cloud to think about my decisions.

Did I go too far?

Aww poor wittle Dashie! Things will clear up with the two hopefully. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Next chapter is gonna be about an apology so stay tuned!