The night was growing old and everypony was completely exhausted after the events of that day. The guests at the royal wedding talked amongst themselves and slowly began to leave as the night went on. Twilight had gone off to catch up with her parents. Rarity, had gone off with that fancy-pantsed guy... whatever his name was. AJ was cleaning up after her catering, Fluttershy was smoothing some animals that had been scared by the fireworks and Spike... um... Spike had also gone off for some reason or another.
It just left Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash together after everything was said and done. Pinkie had done her job making sure everyone, including herself and a generous amount of cake, had had a good. And Dash found out that no amount of flirting was going to get her into the Wonderbolts any faster. Especially when Spitfire was around to keep Soarin' under on control. It had to be after midnight by this point and the two found themselves back inside, just sitting in front of the altar, idly talking.
“Hey Dashie, you know it’s tradition for the Mare of Honour and the Best Stallion to kiss right?” Pinkie chirped.
“Um, I think you’re getting your traditions mixed up. It’s the Best Stallion’s meant to kiss the Bride… I think.” the question had come out of nowhere but that was to be expected from this girl. trying to hold a coherent conversation with Pinkie for very long was nearly impossible. “Besides there’s no Best Stallion here, we’re both Mares of Honour.” Dash replied.
“Oh… well, can WE kiss instead? I mean, it’s tradition after all!” Pinkie said, smiling widely as always and not picking up on Rainbow Dash's instant reluctance. It's not that Dash had anything against gay ponies or anything like that. But of course that didn’t stop her from hating the idea of being gay herself. Ever since she was young ponies had always assumed she was ‘filly-fooler’’ just because of how she tended to be a be scruffy and how she behaved most the time: tomboyish and tough.
But, this was Pinkie Pie. And if Pinkie Pie was anything, it was random. Rainbow Dash doubted she even saw it as anything more than not breaking a tradition. Even if that tradition didn’t exist. Rainbow groaned and said “Fine. Bu…” Pinkie didn’t hesitated for a second after hearing that before she rushed in, kissing Dash softly, but for quite some time. Finally breaking away from Pinkie, when she needed some air, Dash took a breath and said “Alright Pinkie, you happy now?...” with an obvious tinge of annoyance in her voice.Though she had to admit it wasn’t exactly a bad kiss by any means.
“You know… Dashie, I really like you…”
“Yeah… I like you to Pinkie.” Dash replied. She knew what saying that had meant. She wasn’t quite sure Pinkie knew what it meant thought. She tended to say stuff with double meaning like that all the time after all.
“No Dashie… I mean…” now Dash was sure Pinkie knew what it meant and quickly put a hoof to her friend's mouth to silence her before she said more than Dash wanted to hear.
“Pinkie, I… I like you too, but… you know I’m… not like that…” Dash said, trying to stop this dead in it’s tracks before it got any further. The last thing she needed was another ‘AppleDash conspiracy’.
Pinkie hadn’t been involved on the gossiping of her other friends about the whole ‘AppleDash’ thing. She had only heard about it afterwards. Rarity, Twilight and Fluttershy had somehow gotten it into their heads that she and Applejack were secretly in love with one another. Rainbow Dash however was as straight as a… a thing that’s really straight. She wasn’t too good with analogies.
The three had pestered her for nearly a full week before she’d had enough of it and completely flipped her lid and practically attacked most of them. It wasn’t that they wouldn’t stop, it was that no matter how much she told them she wasn’t a filly-fooler, they just didn’t believe her. It was like Flight School all over again, except she didn’t have Gilda to beat the snot out of anypony who said it. Irony abounds of course seems Gilda was half the reason ponies thought that of her. But that’s beside the point.
Right now though, Rainbow Dash had a close friend who had come this close to spilling her heart out to her, and now she had to turn her down gently. But before Dash could say anything further, Pinkie spoke up. “Oh, ok. I understand.” all the chipperness and cheer that Pinkie Pie normally exuded gone from her last words. “It’s just… I thought you and I could… go out somewhere sometime. I know you’re not, but I… could you… just give me a chance…?”
She seemed absolutely crushed. The look on her face... Dash couldn’t just refuse her friend. Pinkie looked heart-broken; even her mane wasn’t as puffy as normal. That's when an idea came to her: she’d let Pinkie take her on a date and she’d just break it to her slowly. Even if Dash said yes now, Pinkie had to know it was just so she didn’t hurt her. “Alright, Pinks.” Dash sighed. “I’ll go out with you. But!… I can’t promise anything. I’m not just gonna fall in love with you just like that.”
"Yippee!" Pinkie pie cried, all her usual energy instantly returning to her and Rainbow dash couldn't help but be a little happy about that too.
She just looked at her friend for a moment with a smile of her own, for a moment before adding “And if you tell anypony else!...”