//------------------------------// // The Dream // Story: "I will make you proud..." // by chewyrainbow //------------------------------// I laid belly up in my bed, after all of that food, I don't know how I could fly, I'd probably fall through the cloud floor. I smile still tasting the sweet desert on my tongue. I haven't eaten anything like that in what seems like ages! I rolled over on my side, and pull the soft covers over me, and remember something Spitfire said at the table. - - "We'll be showing our new routine in about three days. We are making a personal trip to Scootaloo's hometown," she elbowed me with a wink. - - I am so excited, but thoroughly tired. Slowly I drift into sleep. ------------------------------------------ The wind whips my mane and tail, air rushes around my face and cups my ears. I flap my wings strongly as I prepare to come up higher. My eyes are brimming with determination. I am zooming down towards the ground with an amazing speed. A cone forms around my sides, but something catches my attention, to my right side. A cyan figure is looking at me with a smile. It's back towards the ground, facing upwards, but eyes locked to mine. I forget what I'm doing, to attracted to the figure, but glance only slightly to my front to realize I am within inches of the ground. My scream is cut short as I come in contact with the ground, knocking the wind out of me, and probably dislocating my jaw. I whimper and try to stand, but remain motionless on the grass, trees surrounding the area. The soft clicking of hooves come my way, I look up gently, but not greeted by the cyan pony, but instead, a white pegasus mare with an orange and yellow mane, similar in shape to that of the DJ pony that I had seen at events...Vinyl Scratch was her name, I think... I am frightened, angered, and amazed all at the same time. Her cutie mark was a small flame of fire, with a lightning bolt cutting through it. I open my mouth and quietly whisper, "W-who are you?" The pegasus smiles. "Who I am is not important, Scootaloo, but you have to do something for me." I'm shocked, why won't she tell me who she is? "What is it?" My throat cracks. "You have to give Spitfire something for me, give her this," the mare dropped a folded piece of paper, which landed in front of my nose. On the outside is a sticker, Spitfire's cutie mark. "Don't read it, this is something for her to see, and her only. Now go, and don't forget it." The mysterious mare slowly disappeared into a wisp of white fog that blew away in the wind. My mind is spiraling into strange and curious thoughts. Who was she? What is this? And Am I dreaming? I get up, with no pain whatsoever, what is going on with this? I slowly walk away from the ground, leaving the note there. This is just some stupid dream, why should I believe any of it! I spread my wings, ready to go back into flight, when I feel the presence of someone else. I turn my head and mumble, "Not this again." When I turn, I see a cyan blue pony with a rainbow mane and tail. "R-rainbow Dash?" I whisper, my throat dry, and suddenly I feel all the heartache I have for her. How much I have missed her. In the mare's eyes, I see pain and longing. I run at Dash, tears already streaming down. I am almost there, so close, so very close... I can feel the ground move beneath my hooves, the earth is stretching wider. Slowly I notice that Rainbow Dash is farther from me than she began, she hasn't moved at all, all except a tear that has dripped down the side of her cheek. I scream as she disappears. I am broken on the inside. Falling limp to the ground, I whimper quietly But then I hear a small, delicate, quiet whisper, a whisper of someone I know, I look up and see Rainbow, she is there, but I can see through her to the trees that are around the area. "Follow your heart, Scoots. I know you will figure this whole thing out." "What do you mean?" I cry out loud back to her. "Exactly what I said, that's what I mean. There is something else behind it all, something I can't tell you, something that no one can tell you. You have to find it out yourself." "Please, Dash! Tell me what are you saying? Give me a hint! Anything!" My throat burns. This has to make more sense! "Fine, one hint. Do you know who you are?" I pause, "Well duh, I'm Scootaloo." "No, do you know where you came from, who your family is, what you are?" I'm about to reply when it hits me. My eyes widen. I'm about to reply when I look up, the vision the the mare is gone, and I notice everything around me begin to fade to black. ------------------------------- A loud beeping makes me shoot out of my bed. I turn on the nearest light, and wipe my face with my hooves. I had actually been crying. What a strange dream, I think to myself. I roll off the bed, and look at the time on the clock. I notice something else on the nightstand, something new. A small piece of folded paper, and a orange lightning bolt on the outside.