The pair were in the same restaurant as the year before. In fact they sat in the same booth, in the same positions, and ordered the same meals. Soarin with a mouth still filled of food leaned over to Blue Jay “So how did you make the bits to pay for this meal huh?”
Blue Jay copied the manner of Soarin and responded the same way the question was asked “The orphanage helped me find a part-time job with delivering news papers after school.”
“Ah,” said Soarin after he took another bite from his hayburger “And the orphanage, how’s that?”
“It’s good. I made a lot of friends there already. Mostly because they think I’m your long lost brother” said Blue Jay
“You do have the same good looks like me.” bragged Soarin as he elbowed Blue Jay
“Yeah, yeah keep dreaming. Maybe one day a mare would look at you” joked Blue jay
Soarin punched Blue Jay on his shoulder in a soft yet strong way that pushed Blue Jay closer to the window. “Shut up” said Soarin
Outside the crowd on the street started to erupt in a cheer. The pair looked out the window to see a Wonderbolt racer with a golden yellow mane blitz by. A streak line of turquoise with a zig-zag yellow in it followed them. Only a few seconds later did the rest of the flock followed suit.
“The lead wasn’t that flashy like last year’s” said Blue Jay as he watched the last of the racers go by.
“A racer doesn’t need to be flashy,” said Soarin as he picked up his hayburger “If a racer knows how to fly and has the skill to prove it. Then doesn’t matter what they look like when they win.”
Blue Jay slowly nodded from Soarin’s lesson and looked back at his food. He stared at it and said “Is that why you have so may notes in the book you gave me.”
“Yep,” said Soarin with one final swallow of his meal “Those are lessons I’ve learned from slying with higher leveled racers than myself and things I’ve learned personally. I wrote them down so in case I need a refresher I would have them.”
“So then you came up with the ‘Blue Blitz’.” asked Blue Jay
“Yep, one hundred percent my idea.” Soarin responded
Blue Jay sipped on his straw to make a load empty sucking sound and said “Right because a smart flyer wouldn’t come up with the ideato fly an inch from the ground, that’s why you came up with it.”
Soarin punched Blue Jay on the shoulder again. This time he added more strength to it. Which cause a load thud to sound off of Blue Jay. “Shut-Up-“ said Soarin
“What it’s true” said Blue Jay with a teased sound in his tone.
“You have to take risks some time. And if flying so close to the ground cuts you on your chin for the sake of full speed without liftoff then so be it. I can take the book back if you want.” said Soarin
Blue Jay pouted from the reply and said “No, I want the book.”
The crowd outside started to erupt in a cheer once more. But Blue Jay knew that there was only one group of racers that fly for this event. “What is a split group of racers that far behind.” asked Blue Jay
“Not a recruit racer group” replied Soarin
“Huh!” Blue Jay said and he looked back at Soarin from the strange response
“Just watch” said Soarin
Blue Jay looked back out the window to see a second flock of racers in the air. But this flock was different from the rest. They were slower, less skilled, and some quit as he watched. But biggest fact he saw in the flock was that they were all fillies. “Since when can fillies be in the race!” yelled Blue Jay as he started to shake Soarin “And why didn’t you tell me!”
“Calm down Blue there’s a reason for both” said Soarin as he grabbed Blue Jay’s hooves “This is a new program for the race that allows fillies to participate in it.”
“So, they started at WRC?” asked Blue Jay while he peered back out side to watch the flock go by
“No they started once the racers passed Canterlot walls.” said Soarin
Blue Jay watch the flock of fillies flew with all their might. As they moved through the air he saw a bright pink filly that struggled in dead last. Her wings fluttered in the air with all the force she could give, her yellow mane kept getting on her aviator goggles that she had to clear away almost every few seconds. “So whay didn’t you tell me?!” said Blue Jay
“Because Blue Bird this was a test race ad certain ponies only wanted their kids in the race.” said Soarin
Blue Jay looked back to Soarin and looked at him as if he had a second head. “What?” said Blue Jay
Soarin took a deep breath and look straight into Blue Jay’s eye. Their eyes locked and for the pair it was almost if they were to look in a mirror to see their own eye. Soarin said “Ponies of high society, like rich ponies paind for their kids to be the only ones in the race”
“Oh…” said Blue Jay with a distraught look. His eyes moved away from Soarin’s gave and ending at the booth’s seated cushion. “Oh…ok” said Blue Jay
“Hey but don’t worry about it,” said Soarin in a frantic tone “Because next year there will be a rule that anypony can compete in the race.”
“So, I can race next year?” asked Blue Jay as he looked back up to Soarin
“Yep you can!” said Soarin as he raised Blue Jay’s chin higher with his hoof “So make sure yoy train hard this year so you can be the best next year. Ok.”
Blue Jay smiled and hugged Soarin. “I will, and you’ll watch me right.”
Soaring hugged Blue Jay back and said “Of course I’ll watch you Blue Bird. I’ll watch you at the starting line and will see you at the finish line.”