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The senior cloudsdale academy races were on. Storm fly was of course expected to be there with his high profile in competing and winning as he walked through the crowds of teens, adults and kids there. A few mares winking at him and giggling as he flirted a bit before walking to the main starting line. Before he was able to make it he got pulled to the sides of the crowd by a smaller Pegasus. Storm looked at him and realised it was his friend Cloud, they hadn’t talked a lot but he had a strange feeling when near him. Cloud shifter gave a smile at him as his tail wagged lightly, he was acting his usual giddy self.
 
“Just wanted to wish you luck Storm, not like you need it anyways your always winning” he laughed at the end and fixed a curly piece of hair on his face. Storm gave a smile in return raising an eyebrow.
 
“Of course I’ll win, I’m the fasted guy in this city but it’s always cool to hear from you” He rubbed the back of his neck feeling what he’d said was slightly awkward but Cloud gave a smiled again, tilting his head.
 
“Well what sort of friend would I be not to support you? Wish I could compete, I dont fly much though” he made a hoof gesture while talking and looked around as Storm examined him from where he was standing before getting his head back.
 
“U-uh yeah, it’d be fun” he gave a closed eye smile as Cloud looked up at him with a smirk.
 
“Sounds good then don’t expect me to win though my wings arn’t made for speed, I get that from my fathers side” he rolled his eyes for a moment having to mention Zephyr as Storm gave a reassuring face.
 
“Don’t worry about it, I’d let you win~~” he cut himself off as he looked at Cloud a bit “Not that you couldn’t win~~” Storm was cut off again but by Cloud who had his hoof on Storm’s chin. Making his feathers fluff up and wings open in supirse. Cloud had a sly face and looked at him.
 
“I get it, dont worry stormy” Cloud gazed at Stormfly’s eyes which Storm’s face heat up against his will and wanted to move away but couldn’t, the crowd were too busy looking at the other competitors to see what was happening. “There is no way I could win against you, and theres no way that any of those losers can win against you” His face turned soft again and he gave a closed eye smile. “Now go win that race for me!”
 
He took his hoof back from the flustered pegasus who was slightly cursing to himself about why he got so caught up by the moment. Cloud waved from afar with a large smile as Storm took his space at the starting line, his intentions of winning were first on making his ego larger and parents proud but the hesitantly grew more to the little pegsus. The large colt was soon brought to reality by the mare beside him, her hair sunset colours as she smirked at him.
 
“Getting stage fright Storm?” Blitz laughed at him while in a ready stance, her wings open and stretching. Storm frowned at her and growled, getting ready also.
 
“Hell no I’m here to beat you. You have no chance against me” he kept his steady look as his head faced forward. Blitz looked forward after him and smirked.
 
“Isnt that what your mom said to mine before she got kicked from the academy” Stormy was more furious now and stared down the mare, before he heard a bang, indicating that the race had begun.
 
 

 
wowie that was difficult to type haha, though I really like these two, cloud’s devious persona with Stormfly’s unsure emotion will defiently be a good arc to do, evil laughter.

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