Rainbow Dash X Spitfire Novels & Stories

I said. We didn't wait for the ship to fall. We threw ourselves out of the bridge, our wings intertwining—his "Obsidian-Red" and my "Obsidian-Violet" creating a chaotic, beautiful spectrum of "Grit-Fire." We dived straight into the white light.

Fire& Gasoline::: Rosa dragged the brush through her dark hair, If she was to get to work on time and not receive a telling off then she needed to hurry. Hastily she applied her makeup, all thoughts of her earlier play-time in the shower were forgotten, she simply didn’t have time to finish. That seemed to be happening more often, and part of her wondered if she really was too busy to finish, or if she was deliberately stopping herself.

It's official; I've lost my fucking mind. "Let's go." I took her elbow and was surprised when she didn't pull away right away. My club is called Spice; it has three levels with bar, lounge, and night club. Each floor had textured walls in differing shades of blue, from aqua to midnight blue. There were liquid floors on all three levels. The space had the capacity for three thousand and was usually packed on the weekends with lines around the block. Mouth was sure to do good here if she didn't get herself killed; there are some pretty rough customers who like to hang out in my place.

she chuckled. Rico walked away from her, his hands on his face. “What’s up?” She chuckled nervously, walking closer. “Uh, not much, just that you’ve made like my year, with this…” “Oh come on,” she blushed, “Now you sound just like Ryan. I just agreed to come work for you. What’s the big deal about that?” “You agreed to come work for me and that means we get to start working on what is definitely going to be the greatest tv show ever, The Spark,” he stated like it was a well-known fact.

This ensured that any losses from counterattacks or reprisals were minimized. Freya’s shield was riddled with cannonfire from numerous drones, but it held firm. She upped its repairs while she continued to dash around the perimeter. “Looks like they finally wised up,” she said. “It only took, what, four settlement attacks until they got their shit together?” Behind her was Raijin and Max, both in Stormrider mecha as well. Behind them was Xylo, in her own mecha as usual. This time however, they had eschewed the Prophet’s White and Gold paint scheme. They instead replaced them with the colors of the Ravens - a matte black with hues of blues and greens and purple under the right angles.

"As they all do." Spitfire made sure to wink at the Hares as he rushed to catch up to Priest. "Serve? That sounds... unpleasant." He felt like he could speak freely with the captain. Though now that he was fully awake, he wondered why the Grey-fur's name sounded familiar. "Though I've done some pretty unpleasant things in my life, so maybe serving you and your Hares might not be so bad." Spitfire was about to start freaking out, but he'd perfected the art of flirting no matter what he was thinking or feeling. He hoped that skill was going to serve him in this new situation.

Thinking now on how Xavier, instead of talking me through his reservations, shoved a handkerchief soaked in Wolfsbane up my nose filled me with rage, and were it not for the little of my self-preservative instincts that remained, I would’ve tried to go in for another attack. After what felt like an eternity (though it couldn’t have been more than a few seconds), Xavier let out a chuckle which quickly morphed into a low groan as he straightened to his full height, reminding me once more of just how tiny I was. “You pack a mean punch, Spitfire,” he said. There was a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as the beginnings of a smile played around the edges of his lips, and when he gave me a thumbs-up

Xanne and Dantzler both seem confused and the look of confusion on Xanne's face quickly switches to absolute anger as he sees a massive flame of rainbows descending from the ship separately. Xanne: No, no, noooooo!! I swear that girl is doing this on purpose at this point she knows the problem and consequences that come with this she's literally our time-space battery!!! The ship cannot run on infinite power without her physically attached to it!! DAAANTZLEER!!!! WE'RE GOING OUT RIGHT NOW!! (In the park trees are thrown everywhere as Dantzler is swiftly dodging left and right to avoid four trees at a time coming to pummel him, the fountain in the center and the benches surrounding it all thr

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.