As I sit in my chair, I can’t help but glance back at where my Dashie was just lying only minutes ago. Where she was lying before Celestia and the other ponies stole her away from me. I almost snorted aloud. No, where she was lying before her friends came and took her home. I feel a pang of guilt for being so selfish. This stage always comes in a parent’s life. Ha, just listen to me, I sound like a person who had raised a child. Well, actually, isn’t that what I am? Great, first I was selfish, now I’m being extra critical of myself. Of course that’s what I did. Dashie was no different than any other human other than her looks. She talked, she wrote, she played, she loved… I cringed at that thought. I could feel tears coming on again, slowly dripping down my cheek. She was my child. No matter how she looked, I raised her to be the best person she could be, no matter where she lived, and I should take pride in that.
I glance back out the window, comforting myself with that pride. The window is cracked, and I hear birds chirping. ‘Heh,’ I think to myself. ‘Too bad Fluttershy isn’t here; she might enjoy meeting these new birds, this new world with the new creatures. Oh wait, never mind, the animals here are no different than the ones in their world… in Dashie’s world. Clouds are starting to form overhead, rain, I assume. I stand up to shut the window, but as I rise, a leaf blows in through the window. I follow it with my eyes, dancing and weaving through my living room, landing on the rug that the ponies were seated on not moments ago. I shut the window and I turn to face the room.
Other than my book of photos, there are no memories of Dashie left. I sink back into my depression. All thought and emotion other than sadness escapes my body. Just standing there, I collapse in on myself, remembering all that I could about my little girl. Her first bath, her first words, her first flight. Her cutie mark and the broken windows that came with it. At that thought I smiled a little, but it is quickly wiped from my face. I don’t know how long I stood there, just remembering.
When I came too though, I was sitting in Dashie’s recliner and the roar of water hitting my window helped to stir me. I got back up and approached the window and leaned on the sill, staring over our yard; my yard, I guess. The rain drops sliding down the window made me feel even gloomier. No, not gloomy, angry. I got so angry I could scream, so I did. I yell at the top of my lungs for as long as I can hold it. It felt like just seconds of a yell, but it was almost a full minute. The yell finally is muffled by a yawn. The yawn just provokes more anger, ‘how can I be tired at a time like this?’ I think to myself. I think of the episode of My Little Pony where Fluttershy becomes a model, and how she kicks her vase. I look around for the nearest vase, found one. The crashing sound reduced my anger some. I sigh in despair, and bang my head against the window. I told myself that I wouldn’t be angry. I told myself that I would be happy for her. After all, every parent must say goodbye to their child.
I turn back to the dark, empty house and I start walking. Something I haven’t done since the day Dashie found out where she was really from. I walked all over the house, up the stairs, and into our rooms. Seeing the office put a hole into my heart, and I had to shut the door to keep from crying again. I pulled out my key, and locked it shut. I didn’t want to go in there ever again, and for that matter no one should. Ha, that would require me having someone over. I proceed into my room and fall onto my bed. I feel empty, and I just wanted to cry myself to sleep. So many questions left unanswered. Will she remember me? Did she keep her things? I’m sure there were more but I’m too tired to remember. I let myself drift off to sleep.
“Let’s get her to bed,” whispered Princess Celestia to Fluttershy. The two were in Rainbow Dash’s cloud castle, gently resting her in her bed. It was nighttime, and it would soon be time for Celestia to raise the sun again. Outside of Rainbow’s cloud castle hovered the pink balloon that the other four ponies sat in, watching their friend finally being returned home. Twilight Sparkle let out a sigh of relief.
“I really thought that man who watched Rainbow was going to put up more of a fight, especially after we heard about how he cared for her so much.” She whispered. She looked back at her three friends that were in the balloon. They were all clearly tired and wanted rest.
“He just wanted what was best for his little...uh...Dashie,” Applejack muttered.
“Oh...that poor man, was this really right of us? I mean, yes, she is our friend too, but that man was alone in his world without Dashie. We have each other, five of us! They had each other only!” Pinkie Pie moped.
“Well of course this is what’s best, darling. Rainbow Dash was not meant for that world, she was meant for ours,” Rarity chimed in, ever so quickly to defer any bad ideas about losing her friends.
“Ok girls, Rainbow is asleep, she should be as good as new tomorrow. I’ll swing by again to check later,” Sighed the Princess. “Fluttershy? Would you mind staying here for the night to make sure nothing bad happens?” She asked politely.
“Oh, uh...sure, I would love to spend the night with Rainbow.” Blushed Fluttershy, her voice ever so quiet.
“Twilight? I would hate to trouble you more, but I have an assignment for you. I would like you to research this phenomenon and tell me what you discover. This has never happened before and I want to know all about it.” The Princess glanced at her pupil.
“Will do, princess, you can count on me,” said a confident Twilight.
“Oh my head...” moaned a disgruntled Rainbow Dash. She kept her eyes closed and ran her hoof up to her throbbing forehead. Reaching around herself, she searched for her bedside table. She bumped a glass of water, which she quickly drank down. She didn't even bother to open her eyes due to the sunlight, and she wrapped herself up in the blanket she had on her, and dozed back off. Fluttershy hovered in the doorway, considering waking up her pegasus friend, but she thought better of it, and let her doze off.
“I’ll just make her some breakfast, which would be nice wouldn’t it?” Fluttershy asks herself. “I think it would.” She smiled and headed on her way. About a half hour later, Rainbow Dash woke up again to the smell of cooking. At first it smelled amazing, until she opened her eyes. This wasn’t her room. Where were her posters? Where was her comfy mattress? She started to breathe really fast. Where was she? She tried to calm herself, and it was working because she thought she heard Dad coming to see her, until a flying figure was floating in the door way.
“Good morning, Rainbow Dash, how are you-” Fluttershy was cut short. Rainbow Dash had started yelling at the top of her lungs for “Dad.” “Oh, no, please Rainbow, you’re home now, what is going on? Don’t you recognize me?” By now Fluttershy had dropped the plate, and backed up into a corner, trying to shy away from Rainbow Dash.
Dash was now flying around the room as fast as her wings could carry her. Panicking, she tried to fly through the cloud walls that surrounded her, but to her surprise they were solid. She took a chance at the window, and that worked. She flew out into the sky, away from that scary place. She turned to see the large pony that was named Celestia staring her in the face.
“Ah, Rainbow Dash, I was just coming over to check on you, good to see that you’re up,” Celestia said with a royal tone. The panicked look in Rainbow’s eyes concerned her. “Are you alright?”
Rainbow just floated there for a moment, mouth gaping. Her voice caught up to her mouth, “But you were a dream! I had a dream that a bunch of the ponies from My Little Pony had come to my Dad and my house, and you were there! And so was the yellow one that had me trapped in that cloud fortress!” exclaimed Dash, pointing back towards the castle.
Celestia looked shocked, “You still remember him? The memory spell Twilight cast was supposed was to restore your true memories. This is most troubling. So, you do not recognize that sky castle?” She pointed at the castle.
Dash shook her head, still dismayed. “Where is my dad? I thought this was a dream at first! Where is he! We were supposed to go to an air show with the Blue Angels! I have always wanted to see them! WHERE...IS...HE?!” She was on the verge of tears.
“Oh dear, Rainbow Dash, come with me. We are going to see Twilight,” said Celestia in a stern voice. “I hope she has found something useful.” She thought Rainbow Dash might resist at first, but something about her presence made the pegasus fly right next to her.
“Oh dear, oh dear!” panicked Twilight. She had stayed up all night trying to find an explanation for the Princess about what happened. Pinkie Pie had opted to stay and help her find something. All she had found so far was teleportation from one side of the planet to the other, nothing about world crossings or anything of the sort. In all of pony history, there was nothing about world crossings involved. The only remote thing she found about the world crossings was something about time shifting and time convergence, but as far as she was concerned that didn’t matter at the moment. She was poring over a glossary of a book when there was a knock at the door. “Pinkie, could you answer that?” asked a twitching Twilight.
Pinkie nodded her head ferociously, and bounced over to the door. She opened to see the Princess and Dashie. “Dashie!” yelled Pinkie, who proceeded to tackle her best friend. She was greeted by a shove.
“I don’t know who you are, so BACK OFF!” yelled Dash, tears in her eyes. Pinkie’s poofy pink hair deflated, just like last time. “What happened? Princess, why doesn’t she remember me?” Pinkie whimpered.
“I don’t know Pinkie Pie, that’s what I have come here to find out, may we come in?” Celestia asked politely.
“Oh, sure, come on in.” Pinkie had said, back to her cheery self in no time.
“Twilight Sparkle, my pupil. What have you discovered in your studies? We may have a problem.” Celestia asked her student. Twilight hung her head low in shame.
“I haven’t found anything about worlds crossing over. The closest thing I found was that one pony had perfected teleportation and had gone from one side of the world to the other, but that was it. I’m sorry Princess, I let you down. What’s wrong with Rainbow Dash?” she questioned, still hanging her head.
“Let us worry about your investigation later; for now, Rainbow Dash’s memories are still about the man from the other world. It seems that the memory spell used on her was ineffective. What do you have to say?” Celestia asked.
At the sound of this, Twilight picked her head up immediately, concerned. She thought she did it exactly the same as she had done it during the Discord incident. “I dunno, should I try again?” she asked her mentor. Celestia nodded, and walked over and held Rainbow Dash. “Hold still, please.” Twilight was about to lower her horn to Dash’s head again, but this time Rainbow jumped away.
“Oh, no, not this time, the last time this happened you ruined my life! I’m not going to let you do that again!” yelled a furious Rainbow Dash. She squirmed out of the hold of Princess Celestia, and soared through an open window. She quickly glanced around, looking for somewhere to hide. She saw a forest not far off, and with memories of Daddy, she bolted toward it, hoping that he would be under one of trees like he was that one day long ago.
“Why doesn’t Rainbow remember us? And why does she still remember that man?” bounced Pinkie. “I thought when you used that memory spell it would replace anything that happened before?” She was bouncing around the room, looking through Twilight’s books.
“I don’t know, Pinkie, I thought the same thing. I still feel bad about the first time, but after I saw how scared she was this time, I just wanted to help. Now she is off in the Ever Free Forest.” Twilight let out a sigh of fatigue. She had been up for almost 24 hours, trying to find out what had happened to Rainbow when she had gone to the different world, and now discover what had happened with her memory spell. Princess Celestia had gone back to Canterlot to talk to her unicorn advisers to see what they could figure out. Applejack, Rarity, and Fluttershy were out in the forest looking for Rainbow Dash. Pinkie had opted to stay behind and help Twilight, much to the dismay of Fluttershy. “Gah, this is useless. There is nothing about world teleportation or memory prevention!” She had started skulking around the room in self-pity when Pinkie threw a book at her.
“How about this one? It’s called, ‘The Effects of Teleportation on Memory,’ that sounds promising!” said an ecstatic Pinkie Pie. Twilight just shook her head in awe.
* * *
“Rainbow! Where are you! It’s your friends! We’re here to take you home!” yelled Applejack. They had begun their search about an hour after Rainbow Dash had bolted away from Twilight’s library, and had been searching for a couple of hours since.
“Applejack, if she really doesn’t remember us, why would she be willing to let us take her? I mean, really, use that brain of yours,” snapped Rarity. And then, “I’m sorry Applejack, it’s just that being in these creepy, dirty woods has been really irritating me. Fluttershy, do you see anything?” Rarity yelled up to Fluttershy, who was following closely above the tree line, hoping to get a sight of Rainbow.
“No, nothing. In fact, I haven’t seen any form of flying animals since we got in here, this is really scary. Can we go back now?” Fluttershy said timidly. You could tell she was nervous. She was flapping her wings rapidly, her eyes were shifting back and forth, and her ears were flat against her head. “Besides, it’s getting dark, and it isn’t safe out here in the d-d-dark,” she gulped.
“We gotta’ keep searchin’. If she really doesn’t have her memory back, then she has no idea what’s in these here woods,” Applejack stressed to her friend. “Let’s think about her position here. She has a happy life with a great man for 15 years, and then six ponies trot into her house, tell her that she needs to leave, and, more or less, ponynap her back here. Now don’t get me wrong, I think she is better off here, but is it what she truly wants? Anyways, she wakes up the next morning to find herself somewhere completely different, without her old memories, and does what any other pony would do, panics. Also, I don’t have the darndest idea as to why she doesn’t have her old memories, so don’t ask.” grunted Applejack.
“Continuing on, she manages to escape the strange place, the cloud palace mind you, and runs right into one of the ponies that ponynapped her, the biggest one of all, Princess Celestia. Now, obviously, Dash doesn’t have any idea who Celestia is, but goes with her to see Twilight under the assumption of help. They get there, and she gets, what probably seems to her, assaulted by Pinkie Pie for the second time in days. I’m sure that disturbs her a bit, then she hears Celestia tell Twilight to try and change her memories again. Now, don’t tell me that wouldn’t make you shiver in your galoshes. She freaks out, and runs to the nearest place that reminds her of her home, the forest. She has no idea what is out here, so Fluttershy, until it is actually dark, we keep searching. I don’t even care if she remembers us right now or not, I just want to see her safe and-” She was cut off by a large explosion.
It has been several weeks since my Dashie had left. I had told myself that I was going to go out and try and meet actual people since dwelling on the past probably wasn’t healthy. After a debatably fun outing with some of the people from my work, I had started walking home. Someone had offered me a ride, but I respectfully declined. I wanted to be on my own for a bit, and I didn’t feel like inviting someone into my house. Saying my or I about anything around the house had taken awhile to get used to, since Dashie took equally good care of it, and it wasn’t easy to push that thought from my mind. I was walking in the forest near where Dashie and I hid underneath the tree during that rainstorm so long ago, when the day went from mostly sunny to very cloudy.
Ever since the ponies had come and gone, there had been strange weather phenomena; clouds moving at odd speeds and angles, rain coming and going almost systematically. Meteorologists had chalked it up to just that; a strange phenomenon. I had picked up my pace slightly as to not get caught in the rain, but nothing faster than a brisk walk, for I also had no desire to get home fast. I felt the first drops of rain hit my face and jacket, when a thunderous bang echoed overhead. The sound made me flinch, and I looked up to see lighting jump through the clouds. At first, it sounded like something had broken the sound barrier, but thunder didn’t sound much different I guess. I almost picked up my pace again, until I saw it. The tree that Dashie and I hid under together. The spot where we cried in each other’s hooves and hands, respectively. I figured I would sit down, just to get off my feet for a bit and to get out of the rain. I had rested my head against the trunk of the tree and closed my eyes.
I heard a crack. I instantly jumped from my position and began to look around me for any sign of life. And then there to my left, I saw Dashie. I almost leapt at her to hold her, but something bound me to the ground. Then I saw something new. I saw myself, sitting right next to me. I tried to talk, but my mouth wouldn’t move. I tried to wave, but my hands were as immobile as my feet and mouth. All I could do was watch. Dashie seemed younger than the last time I saw her, probably around the same age as when we were together under this tree. She had walked over and had sat down next to me. Well not me, me, but the other me. I watched, for the longest time, the two just sit and look out at the woods. Then she asked him if he still loved her. I watched the whole scene play out, exactly as I remembered it. I wanted to yell, to move, to hold her, to hold my Dashie one more time, but I couldn’t. I was crying on the inside. A tear leapt from my eye, just hovering on my eye lash. I watched them say sorry and I watched them embrace each other, crying. I watched myself grab my daughter, and hold her tight. I wanted to join them in embrace, trying ever so hard to move my arm. I felt a twitch in my arm. I pushed with all my might, trying to just touch Dashie once more. My arm, very slowly, approached my daughter.
It seemed like an eternity, how long it took for me to reach her with my hand. My hand brushed her wing. Success. My heart exploded, just like that old meme. But then, everything around me started to fade. I tried to hold on to Dashie with all the strength I could summon, but it wasn’t enough. The mystical force that had bound me before had me again. I squeezed my hand on her wing, hoping she would stay with me, but she disappeared, out of my sight. And so did I, the other I. He vanished too, and then there was the same bang that I had heard earlier, and I woke up. I shot straight up from my previous position. I looked back to where I was. I had fallen asleep under the tree, and was dreaming. ‘But, I could have sworn I actually felt Dashie’s feathered wing’ I thought to myself. I stood up, and peeked out from under the tree, and looked up. The clouds had been swept away, and in their place stood a majestic rainbow. It was beautiful, and not because it reminded me of Dashie, but because it was Dashie. I just knew it to be true, even though I had no way to prove it. I must have stared at that rainbow for an hour.
The rainbow began to fade, so I turned to head home. My heart was bouncing with so much joy. Had my Dashie found a way back? Maybe a way to communicate? I had no idea how to describe what I saw, but it was the best I had felt in weeks. It was only then that I noticed how tired my arm was. I also felt my hand clutching something, something tight. I looked down, and in my hand, the hand I tried so hard to reach Dashie with, was a big cyan feather.
Fast. That’s all I could think about. Those ponies, I knew from how much I watched the show, were not fast. The way I figured it, I was the fastest around, and no one could match me, so I flew. I flew as fast as my wings would carry me, hoping that I might find something in the forest. I don’t know how long I flew, a couple hours probably, but I had no way to tell. From what I noticed, these ponies only had one clock tower. No watches or phones to tell time, just that tower. Dad would have helped these ponies... Dad. I had to push that thought out of my head for now; there was no time for sadness. Only speed, I had to get to somewhere that I could think and find out how to go home. I don’t care what those ponies say, about where I belong. I don’t care what world I live in, as long as I am with Pops, life was good.
I wasn’t paying attention to how fast I was going, and that’s when I noticed the air friction increasing. The sonic rainboom...That would get Dad’s attention! If he could see it, anyway. I pumped my wings as fast as they would go, pushing me through the air barrier. I felt the resistance building, but I was determined. I felt myself punch through the barrier, the rainbow forming around my mane. My body was speeding up, and a whistling sound was deep in my ears. I pumped my last bit of energy into my wings, and I exploded forward, rainbow tail behind me, the massive color circle spreading ever wider, covering this forest. It was easily the biggest one I had performed yet. The circle expanded for miles, at least from what I could tell, since I only glanced back for a moment. It was large enough that not only did it clear clouds; it smashed them together to form a massive rainstorm. I halted myself, and flew back towards the rain. To me, sitting on top of a thunderhead sounded like something to take my mind off current events.
I hovered above them for just a moment and let my wings collapse against my body, and I fell several feet. My hooves landed with a small thud. ‘That’s strange,’ I thought to myself. ‘When I was in that cloud castle, when I ran through the clouds, I made no noise. Come to think of it, the only time I made noise walking on clouds was...’ I glanced down over the edge. Below me was a massive tree, easily protecting the ground underneath it from the rain. My heart started rising fast, and I leaped off the cloud, unfolding my wings to slow my decent.
I hit the ground, and landed on a twig that cracked under my hoof. The sound almost made me jump, but something about it seemed familiar and calming. I looked around, searching for anything familiar. There was not a single thing that looked the same, other than the large tree. I trotted over, and sat down, letting my hooves slowly slide until I ended up lying down. I was alone in this jungle, no person or pony here with me. I felt like crying again, but this time I let myself. I don’t know how long I cried, but I must have cried myself to sleep because I had a dream where I saw my dad again. At first it seemed real, but then I could also see myself there with him. I saw me ask him if he still loved me, and he told me of course. How could I have been so foolish back then? Of course he loved me; he had raised me for ten years before that. If I ever see him again... no, when I see him again, I will be sure to apologize for that.
In the dream, I saw him stroke my mane and hold me close. I tried to lean in on the hug, but I couldn't will myself close enough, until I felt a sharp pain in my wing. That’s what woke me up. I shot up out of the position I was in, checking myself for any visible damage. Other than a missing feather I seemed alright. This is where I sit now, having no idea where one of my feathers went, and am currently under a tree hiding from rain. Some pegasus pony I am.
“Rainbow where are you?” came a voice through the trees. I could hear the voice of the orange one, what was her name, Applejack? They were out looking for me, but I had no intention of letting them take me back to have my memory wiped again. I stand up, trying not to make too much noise. I trot off slowly, knowing that the flying one, Fluttershy, I think, is probably up there watching for me. Hoping to slip away under the cover of the night, I jump into some bushes off the side of the trail, waiting to see if they move past. Trying to control my breathing, I peek out of the bushes. I see the white one first, Rarity, followed closely by Applejack. I look up and see a faint shadow of a flying figure above me.
After sitting still for several minutes, I lose sight and sound of them. I slowly move back through the woods, making sure not to give my position away. After several seconds of this, I felt my flank rub up against something soft. A living being, it felt like. I whipped my head around, and was staring right into the eyes of another creature. I felt its emerald eyes scanning me, observing me. My eyes adjust to the darkness, and I see a cloaked figure. It had black and white stripes, it was a zebra.
“Ah, Rainbow Dash, it is good to see, that you have not forgotten me?” said Zecora. The zebra had a big smile on her face, clearly happy to see me. She was about to have a big surprise. When I didn’t respond, her smile turned into a frown. “You do remember me, do you not? Or am I someone you have forgot?” She asked concerned.
“The only reason why I know your name is because I have seen the show,” I say cautiously. The one episode of the show that I actually saw the Zebra in was about where she cursed us, I mean them. “And, if you don’t mind, I’m going to leave now.” I unfold my wings to make a quick break, until the Zebra bit my tail and held on.
“Wait, Rainbow Dash, do not go, for what is wrong, I must know,” Zecora says through clenched teeth. She obviously wasn’t going to let go, so I let myself fall back to the ground and fold up my wings. “Please come back to my home, for in the dark, you should not roam,” she warned me. I let out a sigh and nodded, having her lead the way. She was right, I had no idea what was out here, and a house would be nice after being stuck out in the rain for so long.
It has been a little more than a month and a half since I’ve seen Dashie so it must have been only a couple hours back in Equestria. I was sitting in my TV room, relaxing after a long day of work, and I figured I could reward myself with a little down time. I was flicking through the channels on the TV when I came across some NASCAR reruns and I figured I would try and watch it to see what Dashie saw in it. I know it was in her blood to go fast, but I was curious as to what she liked in particular. After about an hour of watching NASCAR, I was getting dizzy of watching the cars go around in a circle for so long. I personally didn’t find that very entertaining, so I got up to pour myself a drink.
After fumbling around in the dark for a while, I almost tripped out of the kitchen. One of the floorboards had been coming up and it snagged my foot. I caught my balance and sat back down and figured that NASCAR required a little bit of alcohol to enjoy, so I sipped on a beer. Normally I don’t drink, but after watching NASCAR I felt it was necessary. I set my drink on the side table next to my chair, all the while watching the screen.
I found myself rooting for the number 16 car which was a lighter blue. I thought to myself, ‘Like Dashie in the episode where she was competing for the Best Flyer's Award.’ I suddenly found my eyes drawn to the blue feather that I found several weeks ago. It was resting on top of the TV cabinet, next to the picture book. I averted my eyes back to the screen and started yelling, “Go Dashie, Go!” The Number 16 car was fighting hard for first place, struggling to get around the other car ahead of it. Then something happened. Number 16 got up really close to the first place car, then did some swerving motion, and snuck ahead of the other car. I launched out of my chair in excitement. I was standing now, cheering at the top of my lungs. One more lap to go, sweat was dripping down the side of my cheeks. The cars rocketed past the finish line, with Dashie just ahead of the pack. I was dancing and screaming and cheering. I knew that it wasn’t actually Dashie, but it felt good to cheer for her again anyways.
An interview crew ran up to the driver, and began flashing their cameras and asking questions. One interviewer asked the question, “How do you explain what you did back there? Getting past the forward car, I mean?”
The driver took his helmet off, “Well, to be honest, I have no idea. I thought I was giving my car all she had, but then she seemed more determined to win than I was, and bolted ahead. It was almost like magic. Ha, magic moves in mysterious ways I guess,” he looked at the camera and winked. I reeled back from the screen in awe, as if he was talking to me.
Celestia said that once, I’m pretty sure, and my eyes bolt back to the feather. I walk over slowly, staring at it intently. Magic, something that wasn't in my world, but in theirs it was everything. My mind racing, I was trying to think of something, some explanation. This is almost impossible, because I’m a human; I don’t know any real magic, just cheap card tricks.
My eyes shot back up to the feather again. I reached up and grabbed it, ever so slowly, and brought it close to my eyes. Other than the fact that it belonged to Dashie, there was nothing remarkable about it. I turned it over gingerly in my hands, treating it like a baby. The feather had a very large column running up the length of it, just like most feathers. I still knew enough My Little Pony lore to know that a pegasus’ feathers were thicker than bird feathers to carry their weight, but I couldn’t tell much of a difference. I gently put it back where it was, starred at it for a few moments longer, then pulled away. I stared at the TV for a moment longer and then powered it down. The room went dim, with the only light now trickling in from the hallway light. I walked to the light switch and flicked it down, cutting off all light to the television room.
I passed the walls that separated the room from the hallways, methodically walking for I was in deep thought. I headed towards the kitchen again, going to grab a glass of water. Thoughts were racing through my mind, but I was having difficulties focusing on a single one. ‘Is there a way for her to come home? Where did that feather come from? Is there a way for me to go to her? What can a human do as far as magic? Do humans even possess the ability to control magic? Is there a way to learn? Could something science-y cause something to happen…was Dashie alright? ’ All of these thoughts were fighting for the spotlight for my brain to focus on, that I wasn’t aware of my surroundings.
The plank that had caught me by the ankles last time had managed to trip me up again, only this time successfully making me fall. I hit the ground with a loud Omph, the glass shattering against the hard wood floor. “God dammit,” I sighed under my breath. With a sluggish movement I pulled myself up off the floor, limping back to the kitchen for a towel and a broom. I hobbled back out into the hallway, my towel and broom in my hands. I dropped the towel over where the glass hit, soaking up the water. I began sweeping up the broken shards of glass in a pile for me to vacuum up. A large piece of glass had slid into the television room. I rested the broom against the wall and, with a slight twinge of pain in my left ankle, walked to grab it. I was bending down when something caught my eye. A faint glow came from above the TV. I stood up, unaware as to what was going on. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room. The glow was cyan in color, radiating out of the feather that was perched above the TV.
I felt like I was in a trance. My body moved without me telling it to. Gradually I made my way towards the cyan feather. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it, like I was drawn to it. It drew ever closer to me, slowly but surely. I felt my foot bump against the furniture that held the TV and feather. At first, nothing happened it just sat there, glowing. But then, the unnatural happened. It rose slightly off its perch and halted, just floating. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had control of my body again, and I bent down to get a closer look. It was hovering about an inch off of the wood, not moving, just floating. I slowly reached up to touch it. As soon as my fingers brushed against it my vision was consumed by darkness.
“Twilight please go to bed! You have been up for almost three days now! Besides, you won’t be any use to us if you can’t even stand!” Pinkie Pie shouted up to Twilight, who was perched on the edge of her over hang where her bed was. Twilight’s mane had snares and split ends, and was getting dirty from not showering. She had very droopy bags under eyes, and she was having issues keeping her balance on the edge. Her tail was wrapped around her legs, and that too was messy. She was reading the book Pinkie had found, looking for an explanation as to what was happening to Rainbow Dash.
“No Pinkie! If any one of us was in trouble, Rainbow wouldn’t rest until she figured out a way to help,” Twilight said with a slurred, tired voice. She was rocking back and forth, flipping pages frantically with her magic, looking for any sign or hope. “All I have found is that memory spells, when combined with teleportation, might bring memories of the pony who cast the spell over to the pony on the receiving end. That doesn’t help us at all! Rainbow doesn’t remember anything! This book is useless!” Twilight flung the book down onto the pile of books that were already on the floor beneath her. “And the worst part is that no one can find her! The other three spent several hours, HOURS, in the forest and no sign of Rainbow. Spike, send
the princess a message asking her if she has found any promising results, and make it quick!” Twilight barked.
“Uh, Twilight? The princess said that if she found anything then she would come back as soon as she did. I don’t think we should bother her-” Spike’s sentence was cut off in the middle, and a plume of fire shot out of his maw and a scroll landed in his claws. “Or never mind…ahem, ‘Dear Twilight, my advisers know nothing of this magic. What they believe to have happened is that the mixing of the powerful natural energy of the weather and your also powerful magic had created a wormhole of some sorts that was made of both magic and natural energies. They also brought some interesting points to ponder. The pegasus ponies have the ability to control the weather, where unicorns have only slight control of this and earth ponies have none. This is all and well, but they think that the combination of the Pegasus pony powers plus the unicorn magic may have created something inside of your friend, almost a new pony magic of sorts. While this is not a tested theory in the slightest, it must be noted as a possible explanation. This is important because, if this is true, this new magic is only controlled by your friend and, for it to be manipulated, would require another pony with similar powers to affect her.
Basically, what I am saying is that, once again only if this is true, then none of this worlds magic will affect Rainbow Dash’s personal well-being. This is also disturbing because that means that she may or may not have the power to control weather and magic. This is also different than the abilities I possess for I do not control a single power of magic and weather, but I possess two abilities. One for weather control and the other, magic. For now, there is nothing you or your friends can do to help Rainbow Dash. I now ask you, please get some rest. Your friends are worried about you and Spike tells me that you are not in the greatest of conditions. I need you at the best of your abilities, both mentally and physically. So sleep, my student. I will come to you when I need you. Princess Celestia.’ Whew that was a lot to read,” said Spike. Twilight hung her head.
“I can’t do anything to help Rainbow, and she wants me to sleep?” moped Twilight.
“Twilight, you silly filly, you know that’s not what the princess said. She said that she wanted you to rest and be ready when she needs you. Now, go to bed, Spike and I can clean these books up for you,” chimed Pinkie Pie.
Twilight sighed, “Okay, okay, you guys win.” Twilight struggled to her hooves, clearly weak and exhausted, and slowly walked to her bed.
After the sound of Twilight shutting her door, Spike was quick to talk to Pinkie Pie. “What do you think of this Pinkie Pie? I mean, is this right? Rainbow Dash has no idea who we are and the only person she has had for a family was this man you guys keep talking about. Do you know his name by the way?” A quick shake of Pinkie’s head delivered the answer.
“Nope! He never said anything about his name! Neither did Dashie... And I’m in the same boat as you are Spike. At first I was really excited to have Dashie home! But after I saw what had happened, even I cried a little bit. I told the other ponies a couple days ago too, but Rarity didn’t like that thought,” admitted Pinkie. Her head drooped a little, “Spike, that man out there, he had no one to love or to hold. We have always each other! He had Dashie, and Dashie had him for a long time! I’ve been thinking this whole time about what is happening.”
Spike just gave Pinkie a quizzical look.
“That’s exactly the look Rarity gave me! I remembered how that we needed Rainbow Dash to be one of the elements of harmony, but if she isn’t our friend... Then she won’t be able to use her element... How could she be loyal to somepony she doesn’t know? Or FIVE someponies she doesn’t know. I wouldn’t trust a bunch of crazy ponies who are keeping me away from my pops!”
“I hear ya’ Pink, but I think we need to look at what is better for her overall. Here in Equestria, she can live. She can fly and truly be herself. In their world, at least from what you guys tell me, she couldn’t,” Spike said, sliding a book onto the shelf.
“That reminds me, I saw the strangest thing on the way over today. I was walking, well not walking. I was skipping over and I was watching the sky for the off chance of seeing Rainbow Dash, when I saw a cloud move!” exclaimed Pinkie Pie. Spike gave her a confused look. “Not like that silly, I mean it moved on its own! There was no pony pushing it or anything! The only place I have ever seen that was above the Everfree Forest and in the other world,” Pinkie said with excitement.
“Something strange is happening Spike, but I don’t know what.”
“Are you sure? I mean, are you sure you didn’t see somepony pushing it? Clouds from the forest always stay above the forest. And why would a cloud from the other world be here? HOW would it be here? They don’t have magic,” Spike asked with wide eyes. The standard rapid head nod confirmed his answer. “Eh, I bet its just something that came from the forest. I’m sure it was nothing, lets finish this up-”
“Did I hear you say something about a cloud moving on its own?” came a drowsy voice. “I read about that in one of the
books...!” Twilight emerged over the edge of her loft, blinking heavily. “One of the old wizard ponies had documented that long distance teleports that required a large amount of energy would sometimes bring more than just ponies through the gates,” Twilight said. She stopped for a moment to collect her thoughts as she began to speak again. “The thing is, these anomalies would only occur for no more than an hour or two after the teleport happened. Pinkie, did you say...- That you saw this today?” Twilight stammered, still very tired.
Pinkie nodded her head ferociously, “Yeppers, on my way over here this morning. What does that mean though Twilight? Aliens? Are aliens here?” Pinkie’s eyes suddenly widened at the thought.
“No Pinkie, that does not mean aliens. At least I don’t think. No, this means something else. This means...this means,” Twilight’s sentence was muffled by a yawn. She swayed at the top of the stairs for a moment before collapsing.
“Twilight!” Spike and Pinkie yelled in unison. They rushed up the stairs to the unicorn friend to see if she was alright.
“She must have fallen asleep,” Spike said as he let out a sigh of relief. He lifted her rear end, “Pinkie, help me move her to her bed.”
“But I wanted to know what she was going to say!” Pinkie whined. She wrapped her hooves around Twilight’s sleeping face, “wake up! What does this mean!”
“Pinkie! She is sleeping, let her be. We can ask her what she meant when she wakes back up, now help me,” grunted Spike. He wrapped his claws around Twilight’s rear hooves and began to pull.
“Good idea Spike! Dropping her off the edge would surely wake her up,” Pinkie said as grabbed Twilight and started off towards the balcony.
“No Pinkie! Help me get her to her bed! She needs to sleep,” Spike growled.
“Oh I see, if we let her sleep, she can tell us later! You're full of good ideas Spike,” she said while trying to balance the sleeping unicorn on her back. Spike stared blankly after Pinkie, who bucked Twilight onto her bed. “Nighty night, Twilight. Hey that rhymes,” she chuckled to herself. Spike just brought his claw up to his face creating an audible slap at hearing that.
“Pinkie, sometimes I just don’t understand you...”
“Hey, Rarity said that too!”
“That is quite the predicament Rainbow Dash, let us find the answers before somepony does something brash,” said Zecora. We had just arrived to her hut and we had spent the time walking discussing what was happening. I told her everything that had happened so far. Waking up in Dad’s world, being raised by him for so long, the other ponies coming and taking me home, me waking up in this…world, and how I came to this forest. From the show, the only thing I remembered about Zecora was that she was good with potions. I can’t say I’m an expert with potions, but I don’t think that they could help me find dad. I voiced my concerns with Zecora.
“Uh, Zecora? Not to be rude or anything, but how would a potion help me get out of this place?” I questioned, with slight drowsiness. I had been up for almost two days and it was starting to get to me.
“This potion will not help fix the events that transpired, but it will help you become less tired,” she said, slowly adding ingredients to her pot. She added some flower to it and it began to bubble. I took a quick sniff and snapped my head back. It smelled horrible, but I was so tired I was willing to try anything. After a few more moments of stirring, she dipped a bowl into the pot then set it in front of me. I quickly swallowed it down; it didn’t taste too bad either. I felt like a fire was lit inside of me and it felt good. I spread my wings as far as I could and began to flap them, and I lifted off the ground and held it there for a moment. I haven’t felt so alive since I arrived to this place.
I was so caught up in the moment though that I didn’t notice Zecora backing away from me at first. I looked around to see what she saw, and it was me. My wings and cutie mark had begun glowing. “Zecora! What did you put in that thing,” I panicked. I tried to move but my body was locked in place. The energy flowing from my body was amazing and horrifying at the same time. Zecora couldn’t respond; she just stood there staring at me, mouth agape. She stirred herself finally and ran over to try and pull me down. She struggled with all her might, but I was stuck. Then as quickly as the glowing came, it disappeared, and I fell to the ground with a thud! I stood up and shook myself off, I was exceptionally tired again, but this time, it felt like I had expended a large portion of energy, not like I had not gotten enough sleep.
“This pony magic is crazy to me, I just use brews and potions you see,” Zecora murmured. She walked over to a book and flipped it open and began to read. “I must study to find a remedy.”
I turned my back to Zecora and I walked through her house, looking at the trinkets and other things she had strewn all over the place. The way this place was decorated felt like something out of a horror movie or something. ‘All we need is a ghost’ I thought to myself. I turned to face the zebra when I got my wish. Something was in the room with us, but Zecora didn’t seem to notice. I slowly approached what seemed like a shadow in the center of the room. At first it didn’t do anything. It sat there, moving only slightly, until I saw it. In the center of the shadow, was a face. Not any particular face, but a human face.
My Dad’s face.
“Dad!” I shrieked. I broke into a sprint towards it, trying to catch it. I jumped into the air to try and grab it, but I flew straight through and smashed into Zecora’s pot. Zecora was now on her hooves, looking very confused. I just sat there in the pile of pots and pans for a while. Was that who I thought it was? I looked over to Zecora, I know she didn’t have any answers, but I just needed someone to speak to. I was going to say something, but I didn’t know what I wanted to say. My head was trying to make sense of what had just happened. I felt a hoof on my shoulder as Zecora spoke to me slowly.
“What is wrong Rainbow, I cannot help if I do not know.” I turned back to where the apparition was not moments ago, but to my dismay, it was gone. I rose to my hooves and brushed myself off. I stared at Zecora, finally coming up with words.
“Thank you,” I whispered.
I didn’t know what to make of the little that I saw. I blinked, trying to clear my vision. What did I see? I saw a room, that was for sure. What was in the room was the main question. I saw... something. It was all still somewhat of a blur. I shook my head, trying to get my memories to settle. There was some stuff on a wall, cups and bottles resting on shelves mostly. There were some tribal masks scattered around the room. It was somewhere that I knew, but I have never been to a place like that. Then it hit me. I hadn’t, but Dashie had, it was Zecora’s home.
But how did I get there? It couldn’t have been a dream, it had only been a couple minutes since touching the feather, yet something happened. There was someone there, probably Zecora logically thinking, as logical as this situation could be anyway. There was someone else though, someone who shouted something. If I heard it right, it was “Dad.” Dashie? Was Dashie there? No way, it couldn’t have been. I’m straining my brain to remember what I saw. No, Dashie was there for sure. I remember her lunging out to grab me. This isn’t possible. How could it be? I don’t control magic, neither does Dashie or Zecora.
In my hand sat the feather, which was noticeably faded from its previous color, as if the energy was sucked from it. I slowly climbed to my feet and took in my surroundings. I was in the television room again. Everything was the same as it was moments ago. No, something was different. There was light leaking in through the shut windows. How was that possible now? It was midnight just minutes ago. I heard a beep from the kitchen, the answering machine. That was also strange, since no one calls me. This day kept on getting odd. I set the feather down on the TV and walked into the kitchen and hit the play button as I went to pull a drink out of the fridge. It was from the office. It basically told me that they didn’t see me at work and were wondering where I was. The beer gushed back out and onto the floor 'Crap, I missed work! How long was I friggin’ gone?!' I looked at the clock, it was almost 7 o’clock. I was gone for nearly 19 hours. I just shook my head. I must have drank too much last night and don’t remember it.
I headed back into the television room and sat on the couch and stared at the blank TV. So many thoughts were rushing through my head. I just let them though, and I kept staring at the TV. I sat there for an hour, just staring and sipping on my drink. My mind was trying to rationalize what I saw, but I no longer cared what it had to say. My heart knew what I saw. I saw my little Dashie.
Urgent knocking on the door stirred Twilight from her long sleep. She rolled over and peaked out one eye. She had slept for nearly 15 hours. She bolted out of bed, disgusted with herself. ‘How could I let myself sleep that long?’ she thought. “Spike! Open the door!” Twilight yelled, brushing her mane, she was ready to get back to researching. The knocking persisted, “Spike? Where are you?” She yelled. She sighed after getting no response other than knocking. She trotted down the stairs, “I’m coming, I’m coming,” she grumbled impatiently. She pulled open the door to see Princess Celestia standing on the front step.
“Twilight, may I come in? This is urgent, and I felt I must speak with you in person,” The Princess said hurriedly. Twilight was taken back a bit by her urgency.
“Of course Princess, make yourself at home,” she said, stepping out of the way of her teacher. “Could I get you something to drink?”
The princess politely declined as she walked into the tree house, “No thank you Twilight, I need to hear what you have learned.”
“Yes Princess. First thing, I apologize to you beforehand. I have been sleeping ever since you sent that letter concerning Rainbow Dash. I had wanted to be up sooner but I over slept,” Twilight said, ashamed of herself.
“Twilight, there is nothing to apologize for. You have more than applied yourself for the past few days. You need your rest, now please, what do you know?” The Princess inquired.
“Right, well main thing that I have discovered is that there are strange weather patterns over the skies of Ponyville. Clouds are moving on their own, no one is controlling them. This was brought to my attention by Pinkie Pie who had noticed them. I had read that some of the ancient wizard ponies had documented that long distance teleports would leave lasting effects on the areas where they occurred. One of the effects was that the portals remained open for short periods of time. What I believe is happening is that Rainbow Dash is doing something that uses great amounts of energy and compressing that energy into a small area which is opening the link back to Earth, the only other place where she has a portal connection,” Twilight said, slightly elevated that she finally had something to report to the Princess. The Princess’ reaction was not what she had expected, however.
“Yes, I feared as much,” Celestia said, shaking her large head. “The situation is becoming worse every minute as well I’m afraid. Every time Rainbow Dash uses her untamed energy, she slowly opens the portals more and more. Not only are physical objects starting to come through the gates, but certain elements of physics are too. The time difference that the two worlds shared, the one day here was one year there has decreased. In fact, my advisers and wizards believe that it is as close as one day here is two weeks there,” she elaborated.
Twilight’s eyes grew large at hearing this fact, “But Princess! You said that our worlds were never made to mix, that we can’t house each other! If what you saying is true, how long would it be until the two worlds merged together?” Twilight was panicking now. She started ranting about the repercussions of the two worlds colliding, but Celestia cut her short.
“Yes Twilight, I am well aware to the gravity of the situation. My advisers have agreed only upon one thing; Rainbow Dash needs to have her powers stripped. If she doesn’t, the raw power of the energies she controls will surely spell disaster across Equestria and Earth,” Celestia said with a grave tone. She saw Twilight cringe at the thought of trying to take another thing away from her friend. “She must be willing to give up her powers; otherwise there is no way that I would be able to remove them. They would resist me due to their uniqueness.”
“What if she resists? Then what will happen,” Twilight asked frightfully.
“Let us hope she does not. We must explain the gravity of the situation to her, and hope she understands what we are trying to do. Then, sadly, we will have to give her memories of Equestria back to her, and we know what that will do,” Celestia said quietly, almost at a whisper. Twilight knew what that meant, and she hung her head at the thought.
The group of ponies set out into the forest for the second time, only this time with the Princess and her two loyal body guards. Twilight and the Princess had gone and rounded up their friends again to look again for Rainbow Dash. Like last time, Fluttershy was flying above the tree line, but this time she had a companion, Philomena. The Princess opted to bring her pet along do to its sight and magical attunement.
“Okay Philomena, lead the way!” Princess Celestia shouted up. The majestic bird cawed in response, and took off low over the forest, circling back every so often to allow the group to catch up.
“Did you guys happen to check Zecora’s home when you were out last time?” Twilight asked her friends. Applejack and Rarity swapped glances.
“Well...Uh-,” Applejack stammered out until Rarity cut her off mid-sentence.
“What she means to say is...no, we didn’t. We figured that, if Rainbow Dash couldn’t remember any of us, she would have no need to go to Zecora’s, or even remember how to get there,” Rarity said, a little ashamed to hear it out of her own mouth.
“Well, I suppose I see where you guys are coming from, but that would have been the first place I would have checked. Knowing Zecora, if she found Rainbow Dash lost in the forest, she would have taken her in,” Twilight said, a hint of scold in her voice. The other two ponies hung their head in shame.
Pinkie Pie was bouncing behind the group, stopping to look at anything that caught her attention. The Princess was heavily focused on watching her pet, trying to determine where she might find the cause of the trouble in her land. “It’s been awhile since I have set hoof into the Everfree Forest, and now I remember why,” Celestia said with a slight shudder. Twilight looked on her mentor.
‘Even the Princess is afraid of the forest,’ she thought to herself. She didn’t blame her, especially now with the two worlds closing in on each other. She had yet to actually tell her friends the urgency of the situation, but she didn’t want to scare them. She was hoping it was the right thing to do. “Princess, how many times do you think Rainbow has opened the portal to the other world?” Twilight said as she turned around to face the princess.
“Well Twilight...-” Suddenly the princess stopped dead in her tracks, the others were soon to follow. A look of shock adorning each of their faces. As Twilight froze too, she summoned all the willpower she could muster to turn back around. What she saw she couldn’t comprehend.
“...She must have opened it more than once that is for sure...” The Princess said.
“Yeah, this is like my fifth time here.”
The group of ponies stared at the steam and smoke billowing off of the apparition that appeared in front of them. Where thin air was just moments ago, something new stood in its place. Twilight’s jaw dropped, “How…how is that possible?”
The Princess just stared at the figure that was hiding in the steam a few feet away, she too was very surprised. The door to the contraption in front of them flung open. “As I was saying, I have been here five times now and…Princess!” Shouted a startled voice. The smoke was whisked away by a breeze and the figure with the voice now stood in full view. Behind him, his companion flew out of the contraption as well.
“Where are we now, Doctor?” Asked the pony’s companion.
“Ditzy, I think we are in the wrong place,” The doctor said, carefully backing up into his blue box. He quickly reached out and snagged his companion. “Time to go!” He yanked Ditzy back inside and shut the door.
The blue box that was in front of the group of friends just moments ago disappeared as quickly as it came. Everyone exchanged confused looks.
“Uh…What just happened?” Everyone asked in unison.
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Of course I was lying to her, this was only my second time here, but I didn’t think it would hurt to rile up the goddess a little bit. It took all the composure I had to keep from laughing at her and her subjects’ faces. “Hello, Celestia, long time no see,” I said with smirk. “Its been...what? Like two and a half months since I last saw you? That means that you guys are bringing me back after like an hour or something?” The shock that still was stuck on their faces turned my smirk into an inner smile. If one of them hadn’t said something, I probably would have started to laugh. Naturally, Pinkie Pie was the first to break the silence.
“Oh hi! I remember you! Wait, this is your fifth time here?” She asked with sudden revelation. I nodded in response. I knew exactly what was coming. The pink mare bounced off the ground and gasped. ‘Now she will bolt off towards Ponyville,’ I thought. She would have too if Applejack had not bit down onto her pink tail.
“Whoa dere’ shugga’ kube, we ‘int going no’ere,” Applejack spit out through clenched teeth.
“But he has never been to one of my parties!” Pinkie squealed. Celestia walked over and rested a hoof on Pinkie and shook her head. Pinkie stopped jumping, clearly upset that she would not be able to throw me one of her magnificent parties.
“Maybe next time, Pinkie Pie,” I chided. Her face brightening almost immediately.
“I do not think so, friend,” Princess Celestia said flatly. “As I told you before, our worlds are not meant to house each other. As you are undoubtedly aware, Rainbow Dash has the ability to open a portal from our world to yours.” I nodded my head, where in reality I had no idea what was going on. “The problem is,” she continued, “that every time Rainbow Dash opens the portal, it brings our worlds closer to each other. Tell me, how long has it been since we first met in your world?” She questioned with interest.
I stared at her, trying to understand what she was getting at, “Well, its only been a few months, so that means it has been no more than an hour or two here, yes?” I asked, now in all seriousness.
“It has been three days for us,” she said, a bit smugly. Now it was my turn to be surprised.
“What? I thought one day here in Equestria was one year back on Earth,” I asked. Now it was her turn to get me riled up.
She shook her head, “Well no... And although I would love to sit and explain the situation to you, we simply don’t have the time. All I can tell you is that you being here with that portal behind you is creating negative effects here in Equestria and on your planet... Have you noticed strange weather patterns back on Earth..?” She questioned.
“Well, yeah, I guess I have. The weatherman and the meteorologists said it was just strange phenomena though,” I replied, already knowing what she was getting at. She was about to start up again when I cut her off, “wait, wait, wait, so you mean to tell me that Dashie crossing into my world so long ago has been effecting both of our worlds?” A curt nod was her reply. “But then how come when she came to me in the first place, there was no negative effects? Or when you and your...group,” I almost said posse, “came through and then left there was no effects?” I said, starting to get annoyed. I came here to find my Dashie, not standing around talking to a bunch of ponies.
“Where I cannot explain why the first time Dash... ehm, Rainbow Dash came through there was no ill side effects, maybe because it was the first incident or for some other plausible reason. But when my little ponies and I came through the portal, Twilight and I used our combined powers to do so gently, as to not rip open the portal, but to gently stretch it so that we could proceed through,” she said, also getting impatient. “Now, what we believe that has happened is that Rainbow Dash was charged with the powerful magical spell we told you about those months ago, or in our case days. It was mixed with the frightful energy of the massive storm and stored in her body, giving her a magical power not yet seen in Equestria... That is how you keep getting here, but as you said, you already knew that,” she said, staring into my eyes. She knew I was lying, but I didn’t care.
I clenched my fists, “Well that's all well and good, but I’m here to find Dashie, so if you don’t mind, I’m off to find her,” I said, slightly more angry than intended. I turned my back to the group and started off, that was until I heard a sharp whistle. Two of the Princess’s Royal Guards flew down from the sky and landed in front of me, wings spread, cutting off my route. I turned to face the Princess, now I was getting angry, “Will you please move your cronies,” I asked, relatively calmly. This scared Fluttershy a bit, who was now on the ground, quivering behind her friends.
“I’m afraid I cannot do that, for you must return to your home. As I said earlier, our worlds were never meant to be together. This portal cannot stay open for much longer, other wise it will become more dangerous than before. I’m sorry to tell you this, but you must leave at once. If not for the good of the rest of us, then for the good of your...Dashie. It is imperative that I strip her powers from her to close this portal. She is the key to this doorway, and it must be locked for good. I’m also sorry to tell you that our original memory charm was ineffective at restoring the memories of her past here in Equestria, and-” she couldn’t continue, I cut her off.
“What! I thought she still remembered me, but also her friends...” I said, my anger being replaced with sadness that I hadn’t felt for months. But I wasn’t sad for myself, I was sad for Dashie. She was not looking to see me, she was looking for a way back to me.
“Yes, and although it hurts me deeply, you must return home, for the good of both worlds. If she sees you again, she might not willingly give up her powers, and then we would not be able to shut this doorway. Now, I don’t know if this is any condolence, but it will not hurt her. She will also not hurt for you, for she will not remember you...
Just the thought of this was able to break me. My Dashie... She would not remember anything..? I fell to my knees as if I had just taken a blow to the stomach. And although I wasn’t hurt physically, the Princess might as well have done so... I felt my heart beat faster and I was breathing heavily. I couldn’t hold back the tears, it was just to much for me to take in.
“I am sorry but this is how it must be, for fear of these energies resurfacing later, but you must leave,” she said, noticeably quieter. She walked over to me and knelt down beside me and wrapped a wing around my body. She was aware of how much I was hurting.
“Okay, okay, I’ll go. I’m sorry, I thought Dashie had found a way...” I couldn’t finish my sentence, a tear rolled down my cheek. I looked straight into the eyes of the elder pony sitting beside me. “I said this before, but I’m going to say it again. Take care of my Dashie... She deserves better than you, and she deserves better than me. There is nothing we can do to help that.”
I stood up and looked at the sky as I wiped the tears of my face.
“So I ask you, make her happy again, like all of your old time adventures. Protect her for me, since I won’t be able to. And...if at all possible, tell her I love her. Tell her that I am still so proud of the mare she has grown up to be. Tell her that i raised her to be the best person she could be. Please, just tell her while she remembers me. She deserves that at the least,” I choked out. My eyes were welling up with tears. I scanned the group of ponies. I saw tears in some of their eyes, hurt in others. I turned my back to the group, and stared down the maw of a shadow looming in front of me. A single tear rolled down my cheek and it fell to the ground. I heard a voice behind me.
“Be safe through out your life good sir, you are right, but you are wrong. Dashie doesn’t deserve us, not anymore. The compassion you showed her has once again reminded me of the good everywhere. I hope that we may take a lesson from you, and I hope we may never meet again,” the majestic voice said, and then, almost inaudibly, it said, “You were wrong, she truly deserves you.” I didn’t look back as the darkness engulfed me, I never wanted to go back there...
“You must understand Rainbow Dash that, while not what you wanted, this is what must happen. I do not want to do this anymore than you do, but for the good of Equestria and Earth, we must close the portal to the human world. The only way for us to do this, however, is that you must willingly give up your magical abilities, and then I shall remove them. It will not hurt you, and you will still have the ability to control the weather as you did before, but the magic itself will leave you,” the large pony said to me. I stared her down, challenging her, daring her to try and take my magic.
“My magic, my rules. What’s wrong with a few clouds anyway? Sure they aren’t natural to your lands, but that doesn’t matter. Have your flying ponies clear the sky. I’ll even be willing to help, but I am going to see my dad again. There is nothing in either of these two worlds that will stop me, and you are no exception,” I sneered. I didn’t actually expect to talk her down, and the ruse I was putting on wasn’t going to hold much longer either. I knew what I was going to have to do, sooner or later.
After Zecora had given me that potion, I had been practicing the ability that brought dad to me earlier. While I know that I had used the ability, I felt drained like I did after seeing him for the first time in the middle of Zecora’s hut after doing the trick again very recently, right before these ponies showed up. I had thought that maybe he had come through again, but I had lost hope of this attempt after these ponies arrived. I was trying to stall so that I could activate the ability again, but it took a lot of energy. I have no idea if I could hold them off long enough to activate it again.
“Rainbow Dash, I am not your enemy here. The only enemy you have is fate. It is fate that had you ripped through time and space and transported to an alien world. It is fate that you were found and raised by that wonderful man,” she said, her tone getting softer, “it is...fate...that you must now give up all that you love and remember for the sake of both worlds to move on. Fate has chosen you for some, unfair and awful reason to give you love and friendship...twice, and then strip it away from you...twice.” She was almost whispering at the last sentence. I wanted to be selfish, I really did. At that moment, I wanted to tell that god pony to ram it up her snout and to leave me alone. I really did. I wanted to go to every single pony in the room and give them a beating they would never forget. I really did. But something was stopping me. Deep in my heart, I knew that I couldn’t do any of the above.
‘So this is the reason why I’m the element of loyalty,’ I thought to myself, forcing a shudder. I tried to put my defensive face back on, but I couldn’t. Not anymore. I couldn’t keep staring at the ponies in the room and tell them that their problems belong to them and them alone. This was the reason why I let them take me last time, I remember that now. That’s why I left without a struggle. Because I knew it my heart, it’s what I was supposed to do, not what I wanted to do. “No, no, I can’t...I belong with him,” I sputtered. I was on the verge of tears.
“Yes...yes you do, but you can’t be. That is why this is so unfair. That man, he raised you from a young filly. He did more than raise you, he turned you into the mare you are today. He taught you to speak, he taught you to bath, he taught you to fly, he taught you to...love,” she choked a little at that. She quickly regained her composure as best as she could. “That man, he not only shaped you into who you are today, he shaped you into who you will be for the rest of your life. I will openly admit that that man had a much bigger impact on you than anypony will ever have in your life. And now we must take that from you, so that we, not you, can be happy,” she said, losing her composure for real this time. A tear slowly fell down her cheek, “so that we, not you, may live in peace. And saying this out loud does not make it any easier, but, like you, fate has picked me...fate has picked me to destroy the beautiful memories of one of my subjects who were raised out of my sight and control. By anyponies standards, this is not fair, and I truly...so truly wish that this could be different, but fate is cruel. I will not say it again, but you know what must come,” she said, tears streaming down the side of her face.
I couldn’t respond. I couldn’t look her in the eye but I couldn't look away either. I sat there, in a state of limbo and raw emotion. I was stuck like a rock. I opened my mouth to speak, “I know...will I remember him? Will I remember any of this?” I asked between strained breaths. She shook her head slowly, tears flowing. I sat there, staring at the ground in front of me. Tears were sliding down my cheeks, following the wet paths of the ones before. “I...I...relinquish control of my magic, Princess Celestia,” I breathed. The Princess withdrew her head and turned to her pupil, who was almost distraught as I was. She headed towards me, her horn glowing. I thought hard once more, I thought of the letter I wrote dad, and the times we had shared. I thought of my first sonic rainboom, and the shattered windows that came with it. I thought of my first real NASCAR race, and shouting for all of the drivers, and seeing dad looking up at me, smiling. I remembered the times we cried together, the times we-.
Twilight’s horn reached Rainbow Dash’s head. There was a bright flash, and Rainbow was lifted off the ground and was held by an unknown force. Twilight backed away slowly and looked up to her mentor, who signaled her pupil to be steady. Rainbow’s body began to glow a vibrant cyan color, and her eyes turned to pure white, rays of light leaking out of it. The cyan energy began to seep out of the pegasus’s body, disappearing as it left. Several of the ponies of the group began to back up slowly, scared of what might happen, but none was willing to leave their friend for long. Another flash projected from Rainbow Dash’s body, temporarily blinding all who saw it. When they regained their vision, ahead of them lay a sleeping Rainbow Dash.
“Let’s get her to bed, for real this time,” the Princess said quietly, tears still in her eyes. She was not proud of what she just did, and she doubted she would ever forgive herself for it. She had taken the life of a pony, not created one. But Equestria needed the elements, and the two worlds were never meant to cross. She did it for the good of both worlds. She too was alone. She had her students, but that was strictly business. She had Luna technically, but they were still distant after the Nightmare moon incident. She had no one to love her for who she was, not what she was. She would never wish that upon somepony, and yet she did. She alone…alone made the decision to end the life and memories of one pony that was loved truly and deeply loved.
“Fluttershy, I would hate to ask you again, but could you be so kind and stay with Rainbow Dash again? I assure you this time that everything will work out quite alright,” the Princess said, still mostly lost in her thoughts. Fluttershy swallowed deeply, but nodded. The Princess let out a sigh, “thank you Fluttershy. This is all over, and I’m sorry to you all for putting you in that situation,” she said. The friends looked among each other and then back to their leader. They bowed to her, and her them, and with a push of her mighty wings, set off towards her home.
The door to Sugar Cube Corner swung open, and Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash trotted in, laughing with each other. “Well, I guess I should run Pinkie, all of the others wanted to see me for some reason, well c’ya later!” Rainbow said to her pink friend.
“Oh ok, later Dashie!” Pinkie called to her, smiling. Rainbow shared the smile and trotted out. After Rainbow was out of ear shot of Pinkie, Pinkie let out a small sigh, “She didn’t even flinch when I said ‘Dashie’...”
It has been two days... Two damn days... Most of which was a blur to me. I have had enough alcohol to put myself into a coma twice now. What Celestia said... I don’t know whether I should thank her or hate her. My mind was clouded by these conflicting emotions, and yet with all these thoughts I still had one ray of hope. Rainbow Dash was going to be happy again, with her friends, and above all, she wouldn’t remember me. She wouldn’t have to deal with that pain have losing her father. I have already had to handle it once, and forcing her having to go through it would have ruined me. As for losing her again, the very thought brought me to my knees as it did so long ago.
I thought that was going to be easier the second time through... I was so wrong. In fact it hurt more, now armed with the knowledge that she would never remember me. But in a sad way, that is also what I needed to hear, it brought me closure, finally knowing what would happen to my little Dashie.
I walked slowly through my house, touching things, just so I could feel something, anything other than pain. I walked up the stairs into my room and stood there for a moment, thinking. ‘She will be fine, and happy, and you know it.’ I kept telling myself. I wanted to prove that wrong in any way I could. I want to find a flaw in that reasoning so I could have an excuse to find a way back and be with her. I didn’t even have to see her. Just knowing that she is somewhere out there with the memories of us was enough. I left my room and continue walking. I needed to stop wallowing in my sorrow. I walked back down the stairs and into the television room, and instantly my eyes darted to the feather resting on top of the TV. It was ghostly white, all the energy gone from it. I approach it slowly, and reach my hand out towards it. I had no idea if it would teleport me to her, if it would take me to where I wanted to go. I didn’t even care where it took me anymore; I just wanted it to take me away. I grasped it in my hand, clutching it close to my chest, expecting to be swallowed by darkness again. To my relief and disappointment, I wasn’t. I opened my eyes, I hadn’t gone anywhere. I sighed, not in anger or sadness; it was a sigh of defeat.
So many times I have lost what I held dear to my heart... The pain hung there slowly tearing be apart at the seams. I fell to my knees again as I remembered the days before I had met Dashie.
Her first words... The times we had baked... Every moment was permanently etched in my mind. The thought that she would never remember me again creeped into my mind once more. I just wanted to end it all, just like I had so many years ago.
Dashie would not want that to happen. I had to keep on going with my life. I had made a promise to my parents that I would live a happy life. One where I could look back at what I have done and smile at those moments.
I put the feather back on the TV. I looked back upon the room. It was calm and lonely, just like normal. I sat down on the chair and stared at the powerless TV, thinking about nothing, trying to clear my thoughts.
I woke with a start; the sun was seeping in through the windows. ‘Shit, was I late for work again?’ I pulled my phone out, it was a Sunday. ‘Whew, best news I’ve had in a while.’ That last thought reminded me why it was the best news however, and I quickly sunk back into my sadness. There was a glass of water sitting on the table and I quickly drank it down. Toady would be a new day. I had made a promise not only to my parents.
“But to you Dashie, I will live on with our memories.”
On the lamp stand next to my table sat my mother’s photo album, and inside rested all of my past. My sad, fruitless, past. Full of loss and death. But it also had my life’s best moments. It held the previous fifteen years of my life, the years that have made today possible. I have flipped through the pages of this book more times than any other, and yet, this one still makes me smile the most. I opened to the first page. Family photos lined it, as well as the next few. But there, several pages back, was the photos of my Dashie and all the memories we shared together. This was why I knew I had to let her go before, so she could keep having these memories with her true home. At first, I blamed those other ponies. They were jealous of what Dashie and I had together, I thought. But they were only looking out for the best interest of their friend. Celestia was right; Dashie couldn’t live here, not on Earth. She needed Equestria to live, she could only survive here.
I turned the page, and what I saw drew a tear from my eye. The letter Dashie wrote for me before she left the first time. I can still remember it, without reading it:
For fifteen years you took care of me. For fifteen years you loved me, played with me, and made sure I enjoyed my life in a world not meant to house me. I'm not a mare of many words, but even though I told you this in person, I felt you needed a written version of it so you will know it was all real.
I love you daddy. You helped shape me into the mare I am now. I'm not sure what is going to happen, if I will remember any of this or not, but I want you to know that you did a darn good job of raising me, even if I was a bit stubborn at times and short with you during others.
With Celestia's permission, I hope to allow you to keep our photos; our memories, with you so that you will never forget. Again, I love you, and thank you.
Your little daughter always,
Your little Dashie forever,
I looked down to read it again. Although I knew every word by heart, it comforted me to know that Dashie had written this for me. I scanned the paper slowly, going over every detail.
‘Dad,’ it started,
‘For fifteen years you took care of me. For fifteen years you loved me, played with me, and made sure I enjoyed my life in a world not meant to house me. I'm not a mare of many words, but even though I told you this in person, I felt you needed a written version of it so you will know it was all real.’
So far so good. A tear was forming in my eye,
‘I love you daddy. You helped shape me into the mare I am now. But now, I need you again.’
Wait, that’s not right. I got close to the paper to make sure I read it right, I did. ‘I am sorry to say that I had to change the original note I wrote for you those many days ago, but I needed some way to talk to you, and this was the last connection I have to home...’
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I rubbed them with the palms of my hand, trying to clear the thing that was making me read Dashie’s note wrong, but no matter how much rubbing I did, the words were still there. “I know you were here a second time, I felt a drain my energy like the first time bringing you here.
“It is true that I am the element of loyalty, but how can I be that if I cannot be loyal to family as well as friends? So now, I leave you with a choice. With this choice, I uphold my loyalty not only to my friends, but to you as well. Celestia has taken my powers from me and I no longer control the ability to bring you back to my world. I have locked my memories of you away, deep inside my mind, somewhere that Celestia will not be able to get at, but it will not last. My memories will come back if I see you again; it is how the spell works. Until then, the memories that the purple one, Twilight, gives me will be mine. And that is your choice, enter Equestria and be with me, the one you raised, or choose not to, and I will be the Rainbow Dash that was on the show. If you do come, I will be waiting by the lake near the forest. And, this is important, I won’t be there forever. I gave myself the idea that for three days Equestrian time, I should go to the lake and relax. From what I understand, that gives you a little more than a month to decide. This paper now controls the last of my ability. Once that month fades away, the energy will too, and when the energy fades the portal will close, either behind you, or in front of you. Which ever one it is, is up to you, and there is no turning back, it will close forever.
Your little daughter always,
Your little Dashie forever,
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. She knew I was there again? Never mind that, she knew how to control her magic? Never mind that, she was giving me a choice? The last question wretched my gut. I gently plucked the paper from the book and held it in my hands. I could feel the energy in my fingers, but how would I activate it? That is, how would I activate it if I wanted to? The paper housed the energy, but only she could activate it.
I grunted in frustration. Just listen to me! How can I be so selfish! How could I endanger so many lives just for my own selfish purposes! But I realized that Dashie needed me. She left me this letter so that she would remember our memories again. I am going to do this for her.
That’s when it hit me, the feather. I stood up and almost sprinted the small distance to the feather as I set the paper near the feather. A stream of energy began to flow between the two. The feather was now cyan blue once more as it pulsated slowly. I stepped back, stunned with shock and confusion. But then, I hear Celestia’s voice in my head, ‘Your world was not meant to house her, I’m sorry but that is the way it must be.’ I stared at the feather for what seemed like eternity.
I took one step towards it, my mind racing, and then... I turned away.
“Alright Twilight, but are you sure you don’t want to come? It could be fun! Nothing wrong with the lake is there?” Rainbow Dash asked her purple friend. Twilight shook her head.
“No there is nothing wrong with the lake Rainbow Dash, but I’m really behind on my studies and I need to catch up,” Twilight replied. She hoped Rainbow wouldn’t ask why she was so far behind.
“Alright, if you say so, but you need to stop being so lazy Twi, those books are gonna' pile up if you don’t stay on them. Okay, c’ya!” Rainbow yelled as she floated away.
“Whew...” Twilight sighed.
Rainbow Dash spent a majority of the day at the beach, but nothing exciting really happened. In fact, she didn’t even know why she wanted to be there in the first place, but she didn’t mind. It was relaxing, and for some reason she had felt tired since she found Fluttershy in her kitchen making her breakfast. ‘That was a weird morning,’ she thought to herself. The sun was beginning to set, ‘time to go.’
“Hey Applejack! Wanna' go to the beach today? I went there yesterday and it was really awesome! It was very relaxing too!” Rainbow yelled into the Sweet Apple Acres barn. Applejack came out, panting heavily. “Looks like you could use some relaxing yourself,” Rainbow commented.
“Howdy Rainbow Dash... I would love too but... I’m really behind on ah-ah-apple buckin’... I’ll gladly catch ya’... next time though,” Applejack panted. She was hoping the same thing Twilight was the day earlier, ‘Don’t ask me why...’
“Well it’s your loss, I’m going with or without you, but you and Twilight really need to keep on your guys’ work. I mean look at the clouds! There is none to be found! Alright, AJ, I’ll see ya' later,” Rainbow said, getting a leaping start off the roof of the barn.
“Whew...” Applejack breathed.
Today went the same as yesterday for Rainbow. She swam a little, she flew a little, and she laid on the beach a little. ‘This is really nice, too bad the clouds don’t have lakes to swim in,’ she said to herself with a grin. The sun began to set on the horizon, ‘Well looks like time to go again.’ She took off and flew into the horizon, but for some reason, a tear rolled down her cheek. She was sad, but she didn’t know why.
“Well it was good talking to you Rainbow Dash, and I would love to go to the beach with you, but I’m behind on an order for a very important client, and as you know,” Rarity stopped a moment for a giggle, “duty calls.”
“What is with all you ponies and being behind on your work? At least Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie had their work done, but it’s your loss I guess. I’ve gone to the beach both days for the past two days. Well, if you feel like it later you can come down; I’ll be there most of the day!” Rainbow said. She trotted out the front door and took off.
“Whew, thank Celestia she didn’t ask why,” Rarity said quietly.
When Rainbow Dash got to the beach this time, she didn’t feel like doing anything. She just felt like watching. So that’s what she did, she sat. And she watched. Nothing interesting happened. She wanted to get up and fly around a bit and stretch her wings, but something kept her grounded. The sun was beginning to set for the third time. ‘No surprise there, but why is it a big deal?’ She thought. She got up slowly, and approached the lake. She got to the waterfront and stared over the placid water, and began to cry. Each tear making ripples in the water. She didn’t know why she was crying, but she felt it was needed, so she let herself. She cried for what seemed like an hour, and by now the sun was at the horizon ready to make way for the moon. She lifted herself off the ground, and snapped open her wings, tears still streaming down her face. She flapped her wings, but something stopped her. She had heard the sound of hoof steps off towards the forest. She looked for what she saw, but didn’t see anything. She turned back towards the water and looked at her reflection. Tears dripped down her face, hitting the water. The stinging tears made her blink and tried to wipe the tears from her eyes. She opened her eyes and saw a silhouette behind her in the water.
Thanks and shout outs:
ROBCakeran53 The original author for the masterpiece My Little Dashie.
Athanix My cover artist and editor. You made this story possible my friend.
Lauren Faust for making My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Without her genius, none of this would be here right now.
And last but not least, you guys. I want to thank each and every one of you guys who supported me through this story. I was worried that I would not be able to hold my own against the original heart tugging, tear jerking story we all know and love. You guys pushed me through and for that, I thank each and every one of you. Please, go check out the two guys listed above. They are excellent people and deserve much much credit. Also, for those of you who liked my writing, stay tuned with me for I am working on another fan fic. Be expecting updates within the next week, thanks again everyone. Happy New Years.
Hey there guys, now I know this isn't what you were expecting, but I have new projects to complete, and a sequel to my story is not one of those projects, nor is any new chapters. However, the recent comments have concerned me to a point that I went through them and threw together this little continuation to hopefully answer some of your questions you may have.
What are Applejack, Twilight, and Rarity doing at the end that they are too busy to be with Rainbow Dash? Well, this question has a simple answer, they were trying to help their friend for the whole story and fell behind on their work! Twilight was straining herself to try and find an answer, while Rarity and Applejack were apart of the search parties, and not to mention the fact that this sequel takes place RIGHT after MLD. So they also were trying to get Rainbow back through out those fifteen days said in the original story. So they are all very behind on their work, they just didn't want Rainbow to ask them why so they wouldn't of had to tell them what happened and risk resurfacing her memories.
What are the repercussions of him coming through the portal again? When Rainbow Dash left the note for her dad, she was told by Celestia that her powers must be removed for the portal to close. Rainbow charged the note she left with some of her magic she had left, thus leaving the gate open. However, she also said that once the energy ran out, the portal would close for good. Being that Dad chose to go through the portal (Spoilers, sorry, read the end of the last chapter if you didn't know this, and I mean the VERY END), the last of the energy was consumed and the portal was closed. Whether he wanted to go back or not, it doesn't matter. The two worlds are cut off for good, nothing will come through them again (so all of you who said Celestia can cram it, then you guys are victorious).
Is dad a pony? No, that is over done and I don't like it. Sorry those of you who are fans of it, but a human is a human, and a pony is a pony. Can't change that in my world.
The smell of a small fire pit filled the room with the pleasant scent of campfire. I was sitting in a chair that I fashioned together after a long while of hard labor. Houses won’t build themselves you know? And they don’t build themselves with only one person either, I might add. Or in this case, not with only one pony.
I’m not implying that I’m a pony of course, no that would not be possible. What I meant by that is my little Dashie was here help. Her and even a friend, Pinkie Pie. When Rainbow Dash had brought Pinkie Pie to visit me at first, I had almost gotten angry. It was very much a secret that I was here, and I wanted to keep it that way, as much as I wanted to say something to that goddess horse.
But after Pinkie “Pinkie” promised me that she would never, ever in a million bazillion years’ tell anyone about me, I was glad to have her over. We had the house built in only a couple days. Where it is not very large, it made up for it in spirit and love. It had a bedroom and a makeshift kitchen. At first the kitchen was just a fire pit and a tub of water from the lake nearby, but Pinkie Pie and Dashie had managed to quietly move some furnishings from Ponyville to my home. A real bed. Not some thin blanket and pillow. An actual bed like the ones back at home. They also brought some cooking utensils, a small cupboard, and a type of cooler that I could store my food in. The cooler was almost filled to the brim with produce of all kinds. That is one thing that I still very much need to get used to. No meat. I thought about trying my take at hunting, but I know whats in the forest. It’s not that big of a deal to me, not having meat. I never had a problem with vegetables and fruits and things like that, but I still liked meat. Time to time, Rainbow Dash or Pinkie Pie would bring me eggs and or some baked goods or things like that. It was always nice to have them around. It was convenient too because I was only a mile out of ponyville, but I was still well hidden. I was nestled into a small clearing right on the edge of the forest, right on the other side of the lake where I found Dashie. I had just recently finished putting together another bed from a mattress Pinkie Pie dragged in one day. I had asked her where she got it, she told me that would ruin the surprise.
Oh, that silly, pink mare. The first time she saw me, she had wanted to throw me a welcome party, but I had to quickly stifle that idea. When she brought up the point about where I said “Next time,” I told her that once I was finished with my house, I would let her throw me a small house warming party. I told her she could invite herself, Dashie, me, and gummy. When I told her that, I dont think I have ever seen her more excited about something, ever. She also said the same thing, except the time where she first met me, but who could top that. What a silly mare. But I am grateful for her, she comes and visits me almost everyday. She always comes with that ear to ear smile that brightens up the darkest days. Dashie, on the other hand, is here every day.
And I am so glad for that. There are times now where I wish I was a pegasus, just so I could fly with her. Now, where I can’t fly with her in real life, I can sometimes in my dreams. There was a side effect of the teleport. We sometimes share dreams, whenever she stays with me for the night. I feel myself flying low over the trees, struggling very hard to keep up with her. She takes it easy on me, but I still have issues keeping up with her. From my understanding of things, Dashie now had the memories of her past self, and her current self. I had no idea how she was handling it, but I’m sure she was doing great. She was, after all, Rainbow Dash.
So, this is now my life. I wake up, I do some work on my house, I go foraging a bit, I shower with water from the lake, and then I wait for my two friends to come and see me. No, not two friends, my friend and my daughter. I would never trade it for anything, no matter what.
Pinkie Pie, Dashie, and I were sitting around the fire, just relaxing. We had a big day tomorrow. It was my house warming/welcome party! Pinkie, in her standard relaxing mode, was spouting words faster than a gun, but I didn’t mind. These two mares were the first “people” I had ever had over in my house since I moved out of my parents old house. It felt good to finally have company. This was all I wanted, and needed. A brony and his ponies, just like good ol’ times.
The sun was beginning to set, and Pinkie Pie had just gotten up and left, assuring me that she would be over bright and early tomorrow. Dashie had stayed behind to help me mount something on the wall. My mothers painting, the only thing I had brought from home. We hung it just above the fireplace, a suiting spot. It was the centerpiece of the room now and, other than Dashie herself, was the most colorful thing in here.
“It’s beautiful dad,” she said to me, leaning her head on my thigh. I rested my hand on her mane and stroked it gently, staring at the picture.
“I agree, and I agree because its you,” I said quietly. She looked up at me for a moment, her big rose eyes looking into mine, wondering what I meant by that. She smiled when she understood, and I returned the smile back. “Dashie, wanna’ stay the night with me?” I asked her. She smiled even bigger.
“Thought you’d never ask! Race you to the beds!” She yelled and was gone in a flash. “I win!”
“Yes, Dashie, you win. You always do!” I called back to her. “I’ll be right there, I just need to do one thing,” I say, my voice getting quieter as I said it. I walk up to my moms painting, and I rest a hand on it. “I did it mom, I’m finally happy, just like you wanted,” I said quietly, a small tear slid down my face. I stood there for a moment, realizing what I just said. ‘I’m happy now, and I always will be because of-’ my thought was cut off.
“DAAAAD! Are you coming or what?” Dashie called from the bedroom.
“Yes, Dashie, I’m coming!” I shouted back, “because of her,” I continued my thought out loud.
“Huh? You say somethin’ pops?” Dashie said, poking her head out the door.
“No Dashie,” I smiled, “I didn’t. Here I come!” I turned and ran for the doorway she was sitting in. Her face instantly had a grin on it, and her eyes were angled right at me. She bolted back into the room, me hot on her rainbow tail.
Laughter could be heard through the small window in the bedroom as Dashie and her father played and wrestled deep into the night. When they turned out the lights, they connected in their dreams again. They were flying over the lake just outside of their home. Something had changed in her father, he was keeping up with her. She looked back and to her surprise, found “pops” right next to her. She opened her wings and pulled up into the sky, he followed her up, no more than a foot behind her. Together they looped and rolled in their dreams together, deep into Luna’s brilliant night.
I was sitting in my chair, holding a refreshing glass of water, staring across the lake. The water was like glass, so still and serene, yet solid. Filling my lungs with the rich air, I basked in the warm summer’s day and let the warmth seep deep into my bones, It was perfect, calm day. I closed my eyes and reclined as much as could to enjoy the peacefulness before...
“Cannon ball!” shrieked a voice.
Instantly my eyes wrenched open looking for the offender. There was a pause before the still day erupted into chaos. There was a loud crashing noise, much like that of glass breaking, followed by a torrent of cold substance drenching my body. My nerves froze in their position, being shocked into rigor mortis by the chill that just assaulted my body. My lungs began to absorb the air rapidly as they were also shocked by the cold.
I sat there for a moment, waiting for my body to respond to the attack on it. Once I regained control of myself I stood up and scanned the area, looking for the monster that ruined my tranquility. It didn’t take long to notice the cyan figure swimming in circles around the lake, laughing her head off at me.
I scowled. “Dashie!”
“Hah, hah! Hey Dad! Whassup?” she said happily. She began kicking her legs behind her, pressing her towards the sand.
“Well, if you must know, I was enjoying a nice, peaceful day before you showed up and drenched me,” I growled.
She had just gotten to the shore. Upon hearing the tension in my voice, she rolled over and sat up with her rear still in the water. “Uh, Pops? You alright?”
I began to breath heavily, letting an intense feeling flow over me. “Rainbow... You were off at the Wonder Bolt academy for how long? The first thing you do when you get back is scare the bejesus out of me, drench me, and say ‘what’s up?’ before offering even a solid ‘hello’?”
Her ears fell flat behind her head. Her expression softened. “Sorry Dad, I didn’t realize you were going to be upset about it.”
I paused for a moment, looking at the adorable sight in front of me. But I had to keep the ruse going just a bit longer. “Rainbow, I’m more than upset.”
Her cute rose eyes stared deeply into mine. “You are?”
“Yes. I’m much more than upset. I’m...” I paused and took a step towards her. “So happy to see you!” I dove at my daughter, wrapping her shocked body into my arms and tackling her into the lake. I embraced her into a deep hug and after she realized what had just happened, did the same for me. We both began laughing.
After the laughing began to die, I broke myself from the embrace and splashed her a bit. After wiping the water from her face, she returned the favor. I had the upper hand in this fight what with the ability to cup my hands. She fared well too though. Much better than I thought she would.
After the splashing stopped, we pulled ourselves out of the water and plopped ourselves down onto the sandy beach, letting the warmth roll over us. It was peaceful again... which meant that—
I sighed, slightly amused about how I knew that was going to happen. “Yes Dashie?”
“What is war like?” She asked planely.
The question was so innocent, it shocked me. My mouth sat agape for a moment while I tried to create an answer for the question. “Uh... well, Dashie, war is like... I don’t know to be honest. I’ve never fought in a war before. Not to mention that seems like such a distant memory now that I live here with you. The only thing I know is that war... war never changes.”
She nodded slightly and gazed up at the clouds that were dancing over head. I noticed her face was fixed with puzzled look on it. I stared at her for a moment, expecting a follow up question, but when it never came I decided to act.
“Why do you ask?”
She didn’t respond immediately, but after a moment of silence she responded. “Well, we learned that the Wonderbolts were formed a long time ago as a military unit, a branch of the Royal Guard. I was taught that they fought a long time ago, when Equestria wasn’t as peaceful as it is now.”
Upon hearing this, I lurched forward somewhat. I was intrigued to hear about this. “Go on.”
“Well, thats it really. I was just wondering because when the Wonderbolts accept me into their ranks, I was thinking about if I had to fight a war or not.”
“In my opinion Dashie, I don’t think war will ever come here. This place is to peaceful and friendly. War seems like a pretty far fetched idea.” I said flatly.
She seemed to hesitate before nodding in agreement. She rolled over and looked at me. “Besides, if something ever did go wrong, Equestria would have the two Princesses, the Elements of Harmony, and my dad to defend it, right?”
I chuckled a bit before nodding. “Hoorah Dashie, Hoorah.”
I stared at me for a moment in confusion. “Hoorah?”
I laughed. “It’s a thing that the United States soldiers say when they agree on something.”
She nodded in understanding before trying it out for herself. “Hoorah... Hoorah, Hoorah! I like it. Makes me feel tough, indestructible almost.”
“Dashie, nothing could break you. You are indestructible!” I interjected.
She beamed with delight at the compliment. “Yeah, I am pretty good, aren’t I?”
I smiled. “The best, Dashie, the best.”
Hey there everyone! Welcome to my pointless little addition to My Little Dashie: A Sequel. What this is is sort of like the 1 year anniversary to my sequel being completed (roughly) on fimfiction. It’s been quite a year, with a lot changing in my life and I’m sure many of yours as well. All Athanix and I can say is thank you guys so much for reading our story. You guys made it blow up like a Balefire Bomb and we can't appreciate it enough. Here is to a new year. May it hold many new adventures for us all!