"I was only able to help because of you, Flitter. Thank you." Bolt gushed. "I'm getting you some armor, Leaf. I'll be nice and let you choose it when you're all better. No thanks to me..." Bolt yelled to Leaf
"I... I d-don't try..." He replied. "I want to be done with this c-chaos..." Narrowleaf was trembling.
"I love how indignant you are, and they just keep on hugging." said Flitter, beaming. "May Fire Bolt be kind, and give us some peace." Brisk said, chuckling.
"Oh wow. Lonely Bolt has to leave alone? I See how it is...I thought at least one of you loved me..." Bolt trailed
"Woah...actually, nevermind! I'm happy too! Flitter, shall we go? I wanted to talk..." Bolt said' spinning her around.
"I can't...it will ruin your mood. How about we talk about what you wanna talk about. We can even do it looking at the stars..." Bolt offered, deciding against his topic
"You want to know what's ruining my mood? You not telling me stuff that you want to tell me." she said, pointedly.
"Are we gonna have that filly before or after I get torn from mane to tail?" Bolt asked, showing his scars from his battle with The Order.
"Back when you told me that you were a changeling, Flitter... called you something else. Is that your real name?" He asked, curiously.
She stared at him for a moment. Then, burst out laughing. "Why did you think that would put me in a bad mood? I won't let you get ripped to pieces, but I would like to have a filly one day." she said, nodding. Brisk nodded. "Sprite." she said. "I prefer Brisk though."
"Don't be making fun of Flitter's name now. She'll eat you." said Brisk, only half joking. "My turn for what?" asked Flitter.
