A/N: So, everyone seems to be doing Quaratine fics right now, in all the fandoms (at least in the ones I'm in, there's quite a lot). So I'm gonna jump on the train and do one of my own! This was also written at midnight, so... yeah.

Summary: Dusty is a racehorse. High energy, hot headed, strong and fast, he is not doing well with the quaratine. Especially since he can't work and work is what he needs to keep calm. As tensions rise on the team when their unable to do their jobs - besides firefighting, but fires are few and far between as there are no campers - or go anywhere, Blade and Cabbie decide to do something about it.

Disclaimer: I own none of the recognizable characters, Disney/Pixar does.

Blade knew, as soon as Cabbie had made the announcement that the government had issued self quaratine, that they were in trouble.

His team did not do well without work. They could last maybe three days without long amounts of physical activity, but three weeks was a bit much for them. After a week had passed, and the government issued another three weeks quaratine, he really knew they were in trouble.

Dusty, Dynamite and Blackout were having the most difficult time. Their breeds were notorious for having high energy and the need to work, to do something. Blackout and Dusty, with Thoroughbred lines in them, were the worst. Dynamite could keep herself in control better than the other two, but everyone could easily see past her laidback mannerisms.

The first week wasn't bad. Blade occupied them by reteaching some of their firefighting tactics, and for the most part everyone was fine. Energetic, but fine. They'd gotten a call once that week, and that helped with some of their energy levels.

By the middle of the second week, Blade could tell they were getting a bit antsy. They were workers, they needed to work, and they really shouldn't be going this long without it. Before long they'd end up destroying the entire base in an attempt to burn off the extra energy.

And by the end of the third week his suspicions were confirmed when the entirety of the smokejumpers and Dusty were running full sprint from Maru, as the smaller stallion chased them with a wrench and telling them off.

Blade shared a look with Cabbie. "We have to do something."

"I know one thing we could try. It's not anything extremely active, but it'll keep their minds active."

Blade cocked his head, raising an eyebrow, "And what would that be?"

"Ever heard of Airs Above the Ground?"

After a moment, Blade's eyes widened slightly as he nodded. "Yes, I have to perform some of the movements in the show."

"Should we teach them something?"

"Why not everything? It'll keep them occupied and out of Maru's hair."

Cabbie nodded and followed Blade towards his team. Watching Blade, he could tell the stallion was getting a bit ansty for work just as much as any of the other team members, he just had a better way of hiding it.

"Alright team. We're gonna do a bit of work," Blade circled around in front of them, effectively getting them to stop running. Drip almost collided with him - had the decency to look a little sorry at least. "Ya ever heard of Airs Above the Ground?"

Dusty beamed, "Yeah! Skipper showed me a couple of the moves."

"Which ones?"

"The simpler ones. Levade and Ballotade is all he's taught me so far."

Cabbie nods, "Levade is the main frame for performing a Capriole. Mind showing us a Levade, Dusty?"

Seemingly effortesless, Dusty suddenly gathered himself up and curled his neck to touch his chin to his throat as he set himself on his hind legs. He gathered his forelegs to his chest and sat back further, keeping perfect balance. He was only a few feet from the ground, but Cabbie could tell he could execute an amazing Capriole. Dusty sat deep on his hind legs and his instructor always said 'the deeper you sit in a Levade, the more powerful the Capriole will be'.

"Think you all can do that?" Cabbie looked at the rest of them, and they nodded, "Show me."

Dusty came down and went up again as the rest of them went up to try and perform it. Cabbie knew just how much strength was required to perform any of these moves correctly, but he also knew how powerful everyone on base was.

As he watched them all, he noticed Blackout sat almost has deep as Dusty, and Pinecone didn't sit as deep as any of the others. None of them stayed up quite as long as Dusty, each of them having to set down at least twice more before actually holding it for a couple seconds.

Blade, true to his word, had obviously done it before. He sat deeper than Dusty and his head touched his throat, his legs tucked almost like he would over a jump. He stayed in that position for a good eight seconds before touching back down.

"The next thing we can do is a Ballotade. Dusty, could you show them again?"

Dusty nodded and moved away, giving himself some space. He bounced on his forelegs a couple times before settling on his hind legs, jumping straight into the air. He even himself out and tucked all four legs in towards his body. He landed squarely, head bobbing once and he looked to Cabbie for approval.

"Very nice. Skipper taught you well," a small smile from the retired war horse and Dusty beamed at him, then at Blade. "This requires a lot of strength, so if you don't go as high as Dusty that's ok."

Truth be told, he was impressed by all of them. Blade looked like a pro through the entire two seconds it took to finish the move. Dynamite and Avalanche had done it almost in sync, while Pinecone looked like she had the easiest time getting into the air. Drip and Blackout didn't go as high as any of the others, but they still got quite a few feet off the ground.

Smiling at them, Cabbie nodded. "I'll show you a Courbette."

With practiced ease, Cabbie came up off the ground in a rear, tucking his forelegs close to his body. Sitting heavier on his hindquarters, he pushed off his hind legs and jumped forward about a foot. He settled on his haunches again, and jumped forward another three times before touching down.

"It takes a lot of power to go more than once without touching the ground again, so just try one for now. If you can get more, good. But don't hurt yourself," he pointedly glared at Drip, who also was refusing to met his gaze.

Watching them again, it was apparent of just how much power Dusty possessed. The young stallion made it four jumps - just like Cabbie had - before he came down on his forelegs. He and Blade were so much alike, everything from personality to strength apparently.

Cabbie nodded his approval as all of them finished their movements. "Let's try a Capriole. It's very difficult, takes a lot more strength than you think, and perfect timing."

Cabbie nodded to Blade to show them. He knew the younger knew how to perform a Capriole, and he performed it well. With grace and power in every move.

First, Blade began doing mini Levades, rapidly switching between being on his forelegs and hindlegs. Technically, he didn't need to do that, but he figured it was to help the others get greater power in the move. When he gathered himself all the way, head tucking and forelegs coming in towards his body as he went up, Cabbie knew it would be something to watch.

Coming off the ground, Blade first brought his hind legs in. However, mid-air, he kicked out with both hind legs. He came a good seven feet off the ground, and then came straight back down. He hit the ground squarely, as he should, and snorted after he hit.

He looked back up to see several very impressed faces of the jump team and Dusty. Cabbie quirked a brow at them, "Who wants to try it first?"

Avalanche, Drip and Blackout shared a look before Drip moved to find a bit more space, and he tried the Capriole. He defintiley didn't come close to the air Blade got, but he still looked good. Avalanche got a bit higher while Blackout was around the same. Dynamite greatly impressed him when she managed to come around five and a half feet off the ground before kicking out. And Pinecone, tentative thing she was, came around the same height as Drip. Around four feet, even though Cabbie knew she could defintiley go higher.

And, as if to prove his earlier statement, Dusty showed just how much 'Blade' he had in him. He jumped at least six and a half feet off the ground, arching and tucking his neck and kicking out with both hind legs. Where the jumpers had only kicked out with one, or landed on forelegs first, Dusty kicked with both and landed on all fours.

Blade was impressed as well, that much was obvious. And, it apparently cured the boredom. For the next four days, Cabbie watched from the safety of the main hangar as Blade continued to help the jumpers and Dusty - Dipper one day - with the execution of the movements. And by the end of the fourth week, they were all pros.

They still had another two weeks to go, but they could get by. If Blade needed to, he could take them on a run through the most remote part of the forest. They'd enjoy that, and they'd sleep for hours after.

Maybe, Cabbie should encourage that.

A/N: So that was quite a bit longer than I expected it to be. I haven't written anything in a while, either, so excuse any misspelling or any character seeming OOC. Also, I hope everyone is doing ok with the Corona virus! Please stay safe and make sure to wash your hands! 3

What do you lot think, should I write about them running through the most remote part of the forest??