Spitfire looked up from her paperwork.
"What?" She asked. Thunder sighed.
"Listen, I'm sorry for what happened," He said, "I didn't mean for it to."
"You gotta be more careful," Spitfire said seriously, "You could have hurt somepony."
"I know, I just," Thunder thought, "I feel really bad about it." Spitfire sighed, took off her sunglass, and put her hooves together, just like her dad had done. But she was crying.
"Thunder, you could have been hurt," She said, "I've already lost post my parents. I don't want to lose you, too." Thunder frowned and stepped forward to hug Spitfire.
"I promise, I'll be more careful," Thunder said quietly in Spitfire's ear.
"Thank you," Spitfire mumbled, giving Thunder a small kiss.
A while later, let's say a few months, Spitfire was all better. She was hanging out with her friends again, doing shows, and she went to the Grand Galloping Gala, with Thunder as her guest. At a year since Thunder joined, it was time for graduation.
Spitfire stood on stage in front of all the Pegasi. She was taking deep breaths, imagining how her dad would do it. Finally, everypony quieted down as she began.
"Welcome, everypony," She said, "To graduation. We're here to congratulate all these Pegasi, who have worked so hard to become full-fledged Wonderbolts. Let's begin, shall we? First up, Lightning Storm." The ponies cheered and stomped as the stallion came on stage. After about ten more ponies, the last left was…
"ThunderScam," Spitfire announced as her coltfriend came up on stage. A small voice could be heard over the cheers, saying:
"My brother's a Wonderbolt! My brother's a Wonderbolt!"
After the party, everypony headed home, and Spitfire walked over to Thunder.
"Welcome aboard, ThunderScam," Spitfire said, saluting. Thunder smiled and took Spitfire's saluting hoof. He kissed her, making her blush, but also smile, slightly.
Three months later, Spitfire and her mane group, Soarin', Blaze, and ThunderScam, were to do a show for Cloudsdale. Thunder was a teeny tiny bit nervous about his first show.
"Don't worry," Spitfire said, setting a hoof on his shoulder, "You'll be great." Thunder smiled and gave her a kiss.
"Thanks, babe," He said before they began. Thunder was keeping an eye on the crowd, searching for his family. He found them sitting next to another family with a filly with a rainbow mane. He heard her screaming lightly.
"Whooo! Go Wonderbolts!" She was yelling.
After the show, the group was to sign a few autographs. Since Thunder was fairly new, he didn't have many to sign, so he went to find his family. He found them waiting for him and Con ran/flew up to him.
"That. Was. Awesome!"
Spitfire was back at the academy, pacing in front of a line of new recruits. She glanced over at Thunder, who was training another batch. He smiled at her and she smiled back. Her face turned serious again under her sunglasses
"Well, looky what we got here," She began, using the same speech her father had.