Spitfire X Rainbow Dash Novels & Stories

"You fool! You'll hurt your daughter," "Dad, please calm down, I'm fine. She purposely didn't hurt me," the girl cried. Apple's beautiful wings fluttered, releasing some kind of pink rainbow dust that transformed into smoke and spread across the room. The elves warily backed up against each other, their hands glowing to counter the attack.

Spitfire asked in that horrible, high-pitched, desperate voice. Guru opened his eyes and looked into Spitfire's. They were bloodshot within the familiar blue from the crying. He blinked twice and something began to gently fall from the sky. Little candy-coated chocolates. Guru looked up and back down and then back up as if he wanted Spitfire to notice the candy raining down. As if he were responsible for it.

I got this hunch that he'd become aware of my gaze and was about to return it, so I looked away immediately. "Are you aware that the rainbow is just an illusion?" He asked turning to me, with that cute smile still playing on his lips. "Huh?" "The rainbow," he repeated, pointing towards it "it's an illusion cast on the sky due to the reflection of light" "Really" I said. He scoffed and silence reigned once again. I figured it was now time to part ways before he begins to grow on me. "I'm about to go in now," I said reluctantly "Which hospital building do you stay?" I grabbed the arms of his wheelchair.

“Are you done? I’m going to sleep.” “I mean it, Scarlet.” He kissed me on the lips. “Other than me, I don’t know who can take care of you and healing your wounds. Let me be your lover, Scarlet.” “Whatever, I’m not listening.” I closed my ears with my hands and turned towards the wall to go to sleep. This Sin had to be out of his mind, I thought. With my tiredness, I soon drifted into slumberland. However, the slumberland I saw was not one of those pastel-coloured dreams filled with clouds. It was dark and lava was oozing over the black earth. Above me, bats circled the black, empty sky.

Ayleen, her eyes red-rimmed and swollen, leaned her head against Siobhan’s shoulder, seeking solace like a child clinging to the last vestiges of safety. It wasn’t just the incapacitation of Azraiel and Charlotte that weighed on them. The mention of the silver flames—a mysterious, otherworldly force—had injected an undercurrent of fear into the room. Caitlyn herself felt the chill, a creeping unease curling in her stomach. She had seen Azraiel’s burns, the charred marks lacing his strong frame, and it had shaken her. He looked indomitable, yet here he lay, felled by something they didn’t even understand.

Meanwhile, Dolly messaged me privately: “Hahahaha! I knew Chloe would never let you have the spotlight for long. A Rainbow Daytona?! That thing goes for hundreds of thousands, and it’s hard to even get your hands on one. No way!” “As far as I know, if Chloe had a Rainbow Daytona, she would’ve shown it off ages ago. Why wait till now? Total lie!” “I can’t take this. I’m calling her out!” Then she went into the group, dropping a sarcastic comment: “Chloe! A Rainbow Daytona, seriously?! How did we only get to see it now? Post a few more pics. We’d love to admire it properly.” Chloe responded with a mix of pride and guilt:

“ Now that the kids have gone to bed, let’s have some fun. I have a good friend who made a request. Normally we don’t do that but it was so simple and she is too hard to resist. All she wanted was something to dance to. My girl Songbird is going to help me make that happen.” The music starts and I Speed says “ Fake ID? Really?” Merigold nods and says as well as signs “ And you are going to dance with me.” Speed signs “ I don’t dance.” Ratchet looks at her like she has lost her mind and signs something. Merigold says “ Blow smoke up someone else's ass.You are coming.” Speed takes Merigold’s hand and Ratchet has the other. “ If I step on your feet you only have yourself to blame.

No, it was coming from a group of people that looked like ants from where it remained hovering in the air. Spartan, Diana, Jenna, Crimson and Cassie had ganged up, being the only other standing speedsters and all tried to attack the dragon at once, hurling lightning bolts at it. But the dragon roared and kind of absorbed them all then emitted its own terrific wave of lightning that had the speedsters strewn all over the ground.

His deep pink lips parted. “Shane Harley sir.” He introduced himself, sticking his hand out. Mr. Davis had no problems shaking it. Mr. Spencer followed by example. “I’m Raine’s… I mean, Ms. Mcclaren’s shadow for the next few months.” Mr. Davises face beamed. “You should consider yourself a lucky kid!”

It looked so silly that I giggled again, covering my mouth too late. “Wanna see a new trick I learned?” his hands asked. I nodded so fast my hair bounced. New tricks were always the best. He bent closer and snapped his fingers, and sparks jumped out, popping and cracking like fireworks. Then they moved like little zigzags across the air before fading. I call him Sparky because every time he does that, my tummy feels like it’s fizzing too. “Pretty,” I signed to him, still in awe as he blew softly on the flame and it stretched into a glowing ribbon that curled through the air like a dragon’s tail.