tOS extended his wings to their full span. The wind flowed past his orange mane as he did laps with the rest of the reserves. Rainbow Dash was leading the procession as always, but situations like that can change in an instant. Spinning up the coils on his rear hooves, tOS accelerated just past the theoretical limits of normal pegasi. Of course neither he nor Dashie were normal pegasi, him being a dark blue alicorn and her able to push the limits of the spectrum barrier. Both were circling the course in record times, noticeably pushing the aforementioned barrier.

tOS then decided to have a little fun. Lighting his horn and sending a transmission to the ground in lieu of a radio, he gave a short transmission: "Captain this is Dimensional: tOS requesting permission for a flyby," winking at Dash as he did so.

Said captain was none other than Spitfire, leader of the Wonderbolts (the aerial acrobatics team). Spitfire shook her head in exasperation, saying out loud: "Negative Dimensional, there are recruits on the tarmac". Said tarmac was stretched out in front of her with the main buildings at her back. An intern from Cloudsdale walked up and handed Spitfire a steaming mug of coffee. She accepted it gratefully, being captain took a lot out of a pony.

Meanwhile, tOS was still up in the air. Despite getting the return message loud and clear, he had been planning to buzz the platform no matter the answer. He signaled what he was planning to Dash, who just rolled her eyes at his antics and continued her laps. tOS decided now was as good a time as any and quickly lined himself up parallel to the runway.

Spinning up every coil with magic and energy he pointed all limbs behind himself and shot forward. Quickly accelerating to Mach speeds he buzzed 20 feet above the landing pad.

Startled by the large 'Boom' and accompanying shockwave, Spitfire spilled half of her remaining coffee down the front of her suit. Looking up she had just enough time to see tOS give a mock salute before he zipped off in a random direction.

After rubbing off what she could of the caffeinated beverage, Spitfire muttered a single phrase almost under her breath: "God damn son of a-", before getting assaulted by laughter from the trainees. 'Oh, this just isn't my day,' she thought miserably.

Author's Note:

My first little one-shot, just a short scene to give you a brief introduction to tOS. A technical explanation of the coils will be added in the note upon request. If you didn't realize it already, this is a recreation of the flyby from "Top Gun" with ponies. I figured I would start off simple. This does not take place at any one time in my grand plan; it is just a small teaser of what is to come for future stories. As a prize for reading to the end, enjoy a disclaimer:

I do not own top gun or my little pony. Both have been used and referenced without expectation of monetary gain.

Let me know if I messed up. I like fixing things when they go wrong.