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Epilogue
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.
The End.
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Yay!
Great story, great ending, thanks a bunch!!!
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My previous comment? The one criticizing it?
Yeah, I'd like to retract that. I thought the new ending was much better written, and was quite climatic with Dad showing up just as Dash left. This now feels truly complete, and my 3 1/2 star rating has once again gone up to a five. This end feels much more like how the original story went, only with the happy ending we all wanted. So sorry for the hateful words, and I wish to take them back and give you all my internets as compensation. This really feels like the story has closure. And who knows... someone may want to make a sequel to THIS (yo dawg, we heard you like sequels....) In fact, when I get done with my Cupcakes spinoffs, I would love to continue this story, with your permission of course.
Heh... now I feel like Hoity Toity from the episode where Rarity makes the rest of the mane 6 dresses for the Grand Galloping Gala, you know, the guy that judged the fashion shows?
Image: http://i.imgur.com/yfxSc.gifmanly tears were shed during this story.
>>106331That is okay. Pinkie will take Dashie's nimber out... for now. DUN DUN DUNNNN!
It really is more of funny takes on the story though, such as Dash writing it in an insane attempt to join the Wonderbolts and such. My next one will be a Monty Python-esque version of the story where Rainbow is completely calm about the entire thing.
But for the sake of all that is good and pleasant, I will not try to cross MLD and Cupcakes again. I wrote a chapter like that for my first parody, and it doesn't seem very well written.
But thanks for the permission; I may get to work with that later on!
>>Sithis It did have some good emotional weight IMO, but I mainly was just interested to satisfy the part of me that's been living off of Gears of War and GTA for the last few years. In short: Violent man needs violence, and Violent fic is violent.
actually, he is pulling a nice impression of this lovable little furball
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Dammit! I just finished crying over the ending, come back this morning, and there's an epilogue.
Waterworks: online
Hydro-electric generator: online
Tears are now powering PC + accesories.
*sniffle*
Although cheers guys. You cleared up a LOT of open questions.
Also, Celestia can die in a hole.
My Little Dashie - one of the best fanfic's I have ever had the pleasure to read. It is touching and almost brought me to tears. It was left on a sad note, but luckily you wrote a sequel to it and it finished it up how I thought it should, Daddy (was he ever named i forgot :S) and Dashie living happily ever after in Equestria since they would both be happy there and not lose out on any friends.
I felt really hanging with the final chapter, and resorted to making my own interpretation of the ending. But I am happy to know that this is how it ends. Happily. Ever after. 
The original story made me cry so much, and every chapter of this had an equally profound effect on me. The fact that the rollercoaster of sadness and happiness has come to an end, a happy one at that, has truly made me happy. Thank you for writing this. Really.
*Smile*
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Phew. I loved the original story and I loved this sequel. In the epilogue I was afraid it would involve Twilight, Applejack, Rarity, and Fluttershy and cause a commotion, but luckily they didn't. I can have Pinkie Pie as an exception because of her Pinkie Pie Swear.
You had their characters fit well like in the show, and can't wait for some more of your fanfics, non MLD stories lol.
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Image: http://macromeme.com/cat/im-just-saiyan-dbz.pngEnding felt like you wrote for the majority...
I hope this is good, 
I have read many sad fanfictions in my time that brought me to manly tears, but yours is the first fanfic that made me cry tears of joy. I swear this is actually just as good if not better than the first. To think that I once thought the first had a perfect ending, but now this. This one had an entirely happy ending, a look into other characters emotions, and plot twists that actually had me jump up. Fanfictions of another fanfiction almost never turn out as good as they hope, but you have gone above and beyond my expectations .
Which pinkie pie swear was it?
Did she...
Cross her heart and hope to fly
stick a cupcake in her eye?
or
Zipper her mouth shut, lock it,
go to a hill, bury it, build a house on top of the key and then go live in that house?
Also, I love you
(some homo, but not enough to actually be gay- just enough.)
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Okay, I will not cry...I will NOT cry....but I will allow myself to make that little half-whine noises of a cry and allow my chest to tighten from joyous sorrow.
A great ending to a great story. All the stars in Luna's sky could not cover how many you deserve for continuing and concluding the masterpiece that is My Little Dashie.
No feeling I am having right now can describe how great the limitless feeling of incredibly intense happiness. The tears of joy this fanfic made me shed was enough to rival the atlantic ocean. (half were from comments, hehehe). When it sais they were happily wrestling on the bed. Two single tears slid out of my eyes, and converged to one, like Rainbow and Her Dad, their paths weren't the same at first, but soon became so close, the became one.
I love it not only when someone comes up with stories like MLD, but even better is when people write amazing sequels for those that wanted to see more of what happened. You are an amazing author my friend, and I wish my writing skills could be enough to ever come to write a MLP fanfic.
i showed this to my to my fellow bronies at college, who have all read My Little Dashie, and we all read it togeather and we all sheaded manly tears and we 
and and at the end we were 
there was many bro hugs and passing of the tissue box.
brovo good sir, you wrote a moving and heart warming sequel to a heart shattering story and i tip my hat to you, and lastly when ever i read this i get Phil Collens "you'll be here in my heart" going through my head.
And to Celestia; you just got trolled, human style.
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>>122705 you have no idea how disappointing that is for me to hear, for one of my readers to loose their immersion due to a pointless error I made, so to correct this I pulled down the original chapters and left the newly edited versions. Sorry about that, I hope u enjoyed the rest of the story.
-ty500600
>>110141 Every so often I come back to this comment and read it because this is the exact response I was going for. The ending meant so much to me, not only as the author, but as a reader as well. I don't want to come off as someone who is egotistical or anything, but as far as endings go, I can't think of much that could beat it. I would have been saying the same thing if someone else had ended the story the same way. Not only is the ending happy and joy filling, it is also peaceful. But also it leaves us with several meaningful questions. Once again, not to sound like a ponce or something, but I am so happy with the ending, and I'm really glad that you posted this comment for me to come back and read every so often. I hope everyone liked the ending, and I am actually going to ask someone to go out and create a picture of this. That would be awesome everyone!
This is drugs for the eyes, I mean seriously, the level of bawwwwww is over 9000! for this. I gotta say the ending was perfect, just perfect. I give you all the internet my good sir 
Just cant believe that this is over , its like taking the last lick of the tootsie-pop, or having the last pringle out of the can except much more drastic. *sigh* A sequel would be like the "Best Thing Evar" but I am extreme content with this. Thank you soo much for making this 
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