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  • E Touching Stars

    A few month ago, Rainbow Dash found Twilight stargazing up on the balcony of Golden Oaks library. Ever since then she comes back, every night, and listens to Twilight's lectures on everything astronomy.
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  • E Just a Joke

    Jokes are taken too far all the time, and can occasionally end in feelings being hurt. But what hapens when a joke is taken too far, and only one pony knows it's a joke?
    6,878 words · 4,800 views  ·  606  ·  27
  • E For a Friend

    Rainbow Dash asks a question "for a friend", and sets Twilight out on a quest to find an imaginary mare
    7,668 words · 1,149 views  ·  142  ·  5
  • E Formalities

    I understand; really I do. Laws are laws and she had no other choice. I just wish she didn't have to. I don't want Twilight to get married.
    5,162 words · 1,388 views  ·  178  ·  8
  • T Cheated Dreams

    When Rainbow's dreams are finally within her grasp, a simple rumor may make them slip through her hooves
    71,183 words · 1,923 views  ·  197  ·  11
  • E A Very Twidash Hearth's Warming

    Rainbow Dash seeks assistance in picking out the perfect give for a friend she wants to be closer to.
    5,690 words · 1,756 views  ·  163  ·  9
  • E Risks and Rewards

    When Rainbow Dash develops feelings for one of her friends, she must question if the risks are worth the rewards.
    5,804 words · 1,369 views  ·  116  ·  6
  • T Under Our Wing

    While on their Honeymoon, Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash receive word of tragedy back home. Now it is up to them to fix the shattered life of a young filly.
    20,598 words · 2,714 views  ·  197  ·  14

Blog Posts220

  • Tuesday
    Cover Art

    I think it's time a did a proper blog about this. It's been three fics now, after all.

    I'd like to officially welcome Angelic Flight over on DA to my list of amazing people. She has generously done cover art for not one, not two, but three of my stories. For free! All she asked in exchange was some proper crediting to get her name out into the fandom - something I was more than happy to do. Doing both 2D and 3D art, as well as styles I absolutely adore, she made the cover art for Missing Dreams, Cheated Dreams, and Touching Stars, and will most likely do a few more. She's been a joy to work with on the covers, and has been nothing but amazing whenever I've asked her to make some minor changes to the pictures.

    So, my little army of Twidashers (We're over 250; you're an army now) Go show her the love she deserves! Click that link up there, watch her, comment on her pictures... do whatever else it is you can do on DA (I don't really go on...).

    It's amazing to have cover art for some of my personal favourites of my fics, and the art more than meets the quality of the stories.

    Go, go spread the love!

    I'm already at work on the next chapter of MD!

    Until next time,

    Kodeake out

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  • Sunday
    Terrifying Inspiration

    Hello all you wonderful followers! I'm in a good mood tonight, for many, many reasons.

    First, progress is amazing on the next chapter of Missing Dreams. On Friday I wrote what is probably the cheesiest, sappiest scene I have ever written, and I couldn't be happier with it. Especially with what it leads into. I hope to have the next chapter out pretty soon, actually, depending on how much I get done tonight. If my plan for this chapter goes smooth enough and ends with a high enough word count, it could be done within a week.

    Four is Greater is... I don't wanna talk about it.

    What I do want to talk about though is the future. As most of you who read my blogs should know by now, my hope is to become an author. Full-time, not beside a second job. I can hope eh? Anyway, my plan has always been that I would wait to start planning/writing my first actual book until I was out of highschool, for many different reasons. Mostly because I don't think I'm good enough to get published yet. So for the most part, I don't even think about what I want to write for actual publication.

    Then I got an idea. It's an awesome idea, one I can't stop thinking about. I haven't even written anything down for it yet, but it just keeps bugging me, nagging me to do something with it. So... I might start planning my first real novel. It is an exciting, terrifying prospect, if I'm being honest. I have less than a year left in highschool (as long as I pass all my courses, otherwise I do an extra semester), and it's time I start seriously considering what the hell I'm gonna do when I get that diploma. I have a basic plan, and I've had it since I decided I wanted writing to be my career, but the closer I get to enacting that plan, the more it seems... flimsy. The closer I get to trying them, the more my goals seem unreachable.

    But no matter what I think or hope, it's coming, and I can't stop it. So I must prepare for it and be ready. With this idea for a novel, maybe I can be ready. Maybe once I get some actual planning done for it I might share a view details, but... for now I'll just keep it in my head until I have a solid grasp of what I want for it.

    Also, wanna know where this idea came from?

    A dream.

    I am not even kidding. I hear people a lot of the time say their inspiration comes from dreams, and I never bought it; never once have I had a dream that I can take anything usable from. I've also had some pretty.. disturbing, concerning dreams. Some have made me even question how I see myself... yeah I can have some pretty intense dreams. But I woke up a few days ago, and I was at that stage where I knew I was waking up but I was still dreaming, and I really didn't want to wake up. I could actually feel myself forgetting the dream, and when I woke up, I could only remember just a few details. But as I laid in bed, my mind went "Yep, we're thinking about this. What the fuck could that have been about?" And built and entire scenario to explain what little memory of my dream I had left. And... well, that scenario has been slowly growing and building in my mind to the point where it's about as well thought-out as Twilight's Rainbow was when I started it, and way more thought out than Don't Give Up.

    So yeah, if you're ever struggling for inspiration, stay up till 5AM playing TF2 and see what happens. It's how I did it... unintentionally.

    Anyway, I really kinda wanted to talk about that, because just typing that out makes the idea of actually considering writing something for publication a little less daunting. A little; it's still downright terrifying.

    I shall return to Missing Dreams.

    Until next time,

    Kodeake out

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  • Friday
    Opinion Blog; Depression VS. Attention

    The last opinion blog I did was pretty short, and since I know a handful of people like these I decided to make up for it. That an procrastinate from starting the next chapter of Missing Dreams. Oh don't look at me like that; it'll get done. Don't even pretend you don't procrastinate.

    Anyway, this is a topic that I see a lot, and can occasionally bother me. People exploiting or downright lying about depression in order to gain attention and sympathy.

    Those of you who read my blogs regularly will know that depression is something I've had to deal with on a regular bases for a while now. I tend tot talk about depression a lot, simply because I know what the fuck I'm taking about unlike some other people, and I usually do it in a way that could potentially help others who are also dealing with their own issues. I have never used my depression as a method to garner sympathy. Simply put, depression is not, and never will be, something to be taken lightly. It's a serious condition that effects millions of people, and using it just to boost your own ego is nothing short of despicable.

    Now I won't lie; I like attention as much as the next guy, and a sympathetic ear can do wonders for a person with depression, but there's a difference between honestly needing help, and wanting a little sympathy to feel good about yourself. People who exploit their depression in a desperate struggle for attention are a complicated case. On the one hand, they are using their condition as a method to get sympathy, but on the other they are actually depressed and might actually need help/someone to talk to. I don't approve of what these people do, but I can understand it. Having been depressed I know just how much a single person asking "Are you okay?" can mean. But really, you don't want people to feel sympathy for you because you're depressed, you want them to feel sympathy for you because they actually care.  

    There's a big difference between someone talking to you because they actually care, and someone just returning automated responses because it's the "right" thing to do. They may feel like what they're doing is good but it's really not, and it's only a temporary solution. The best thing you can do for these people is just talk to them, don't sympathize with them, don't offer automated responses, just honestly talk tot hem and see what they have to say. Who knows, you may end up helping them. Don't toss out sympathy to people who you couldn't really care about; in the long run that just hurts them more, but do take notice.

    But the people who really get on my nerves, the people who this blog is really about,a re those that will outright lie about depression to garner sympathy.

    Look, I get the desire for attention and sympathy, it's a desire every human being has in some capacity, but to exploit a serious condition to make yourself feel good? No. Just no.

    For these people, the only thing you can do, and the only thing you should do, is ignore them. Just ignore them, and walk away. They probably won't learn any better, and they probably won't stop trying, but it doesn't matter; this isn't for their own good, this for you. Don't get drawn in, don't waste your time, and don't take the bait.

    Perhaps the most difficult thing about all this though is telling who's actually depressed and who's faking.

    From what I've seen, you need to pay special attention to how they describe what they're going through, and what they say.

    For an actually depressed person, they don't really mention how they feel all that much. They'll state flat out how they feel, but then they'll generally go on to explain why. Most of the time, there are some pretty valid reasons. If it seems the person is over reacting, it's probably someone who actually is depressed and is just trying to get someone to listen to them. if it seems way blown out of proportion, then they're probably faking it.

    Another way tot ell when someone's faking is that a lot of the time these people won't tell you what's happening. They'll say either "It's personal stuff" or "Private business" and just tell you that they're depressed, and normally over exaggerate that as well. If they're writing seems... energetic, they're probably faking. If it seems slow and lethargic, it's probably genuine.

    A lot of the time, people faking it will try to bait you in with statements like "I feel yadda yadda yadda because of some private junk, please don't ask what."

    That last few words; "PLease don't ask what" is how you can tell the person is not actually depressed.

    Go ahead back to some blogs I made when I was depressed, what did I do? I flat-out stated what was going on in my life that was making me feel the way I felt. Occasionally I'd omit some detailed, usually because it was about someone else and I didn't want to release private information about other people on the internet without their permission, but if it was about me I did not hide it. Why? Because as I said in one of those blogs,

    Maybe as long as you get a single view on your tiny, insignificant blog post, you know that someone, somewhere knows. Someone took the time to read it. Maybe they didn't read all of it, but they read at least one word of your personal problems.

    One word can make a world of difference

    When I make a blog about how I'm feeling, it's because I want other people to know. Not because I want sympathy, but because just knowing that someone else knows what you're going through, whether they understand or care, can make a big difference. When I post blog because I'm depressed, I wait around until they get a view. Just one view; that's all I need. As soon as I see that someone has read my blog, I smile, and I feel a little bit better, knowing someone knows.

    These methods don't always work to find those who are faking, as some have gotten pretty good, but as a general rule of thumb, I find it works. Don't get baited into giving your sympathy to those who don't need it.

    Until next time,

    Kodeake out

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  • 6d, 21h
    Writing News

    I can't believe I'm about to say this...

    Under Our Wing's next chapter is going to be delayed.... even more than it already has been. I can't say how long,  but it's just... not working out right now. Simply put, I have no idea what to do with the damn story. It was written well before I thought "Hey, you know what would be a good idea? PLANNING MY GOD DAMN STORIES" and as such suffers from a plot that is... non-existent. Well, to be fair, the original plot for it was the first one I ever planned. I had a flow chart and everything! But... well, looking at that plot from a better perspective it... sucked, so I made a new one based on some half-formed ideas I had at the time and said "Yeah, let's go with that!" and now here I am with no idea where to take the story. I have a vague sense of where I'm going, but I have no god damned idea how to get there. Sorry guys, but it's gonna wait for a while until I can get my head on straight and do some serious thinking.

    In the mean time, I will work full-time on Missing Dreams because in the last week I have thought up about a billion different ideas for it and I have planned scene after scene after scene. As well as part-time work on Four is Greater because I'm excited to write that one, if I can get past the block with the current chapter.

    Oh, and the third book in the Dreams series is already being planned! Yeah, not kidding. Well, I am over exaggerating; I'm not planning it, I'm thinking about it. I already know who the main antagonist is going to be, I know what their goals and motivations are, and I know what I want them to be like. (Spoiler; it's a character already in the Dreams series. Also, the main antagonist for Missing Dreams is actually You think I'd tell you? , yeah; I can't believe no one guessed them yet.)

    Anyway, Missing Dreams should be about as long as Cheated Dreams, possibly longer depending on a few choices I make later on. The third one is, right now, going to be the shortest until I can think out a more substantial plot for it.

    Lastly, the fic idea I pitched last blog interests me enough to write it, and after gathering a few opinions on it, both on and off this site, I've decided to go ahead with A Study on the Notion of Love at First Sight. Still a working title, and will probably be changed. Once I get a few episode's worth of backlog I'm going to release, and I want to write a new chapter every day; they're only, like, 500 words, and will occasionally drop as low as 300, so that' not even 20 minutes, including editing time. I can manage that, even on a bad writing day.

    Quick re-cap; Under Our Wing is going back to the drawing board for an actual plot. Could take a while (SORRY!). Missing Dreams is my main focus. Four is Greater is my side project. Dreams fic #3 is in planning. My journal series is going ahead, and I hope to have the first couple chapters out in a week or two. It'll give me the perfect excuse to watch the episodes over again.

    That's all folks! Sorry again to those of you looking forward to Under Our Wing. I promise when I get an actual plot hammered out for it I'll get back in gear.

    Until next time,

    Kodeake out

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  • 1w, 21h
    Opinion Blog; Hypocrisy

    Before we start today's opinion, A quick update on my next side project. The working title is "A Study on the Notion of Love at First Sight" (It just kinda... needed a name so I called it that). Anyway, it's in a style I've wanted to try for a while; journal entries. the basic premise is that it's Twilight's journal tracking her crush on Rainbow through the seasons. There will probably be a chapter for every episode, skipping a few episodes but also some chapter in between episodes. No chapter will be much shorter than 500 words, but there probably won't be many longer than 800 either. Some chapters will contain entries from two episodes, and some chapters just a single episode, depending on the length and what's in it. I'm writing the first two episode's entries right now, and I actually quite like the style so far. I do however want your guys's opinions on it, so go ahead and let me know if the idea appeals to you.

    Now then, onto the opinion.

    Hypocrites; we all know what they are. Generally these people are frowned upon, but what most people don't realize is that almost everyone is at least a little hypocritical. I admit to being a hypocrite on certain subjects.

    But you wanna know what I think? I think, if anything, a hypocrite has more authority than people who stick to what they say. Who would know better not to do something than someone who does it? Really think about that. Sure, you could live your whole life believing something and following that belief, but why should you have any authority on it? It's not like you've experienced it or anything. I'd give a lot more credibility to someone telling me not to do something when they've actually done it rather than someone who doesn't know a thing about whatever it is they're talking about.

    Saying that a hypocrite shouldn't be listened to because they don't listen to to their own beliefs is like saying you shouldn't listen to anyone with experience. The entire idea of hypocrisy in our society is backwards; these people should be considered the best source of knowledge because they know what the fuck they're talking about through first hand experience. Respect the people who know what they do is wrong, don't ignore them.

    So to all the hypocrites of the world; be proud. You know what the fuck you're talking about, and people should start listening to you.

    Huh... short opinion today... normally I can get, like, a good 10-12 paragraphs out of these things. Guess I just didn't have much to say about this one; it should be self-explanatory.

    Anyway, don't forget to leave your opinion on the story idea (seriously guys, I'm going back and forth on it and I could use some help) and respect those with experience. Oh, before I go, have a song.

    If you think this is based on the Marvel comic books or movies then just... I can't help you.

    Until next time,

    Kodeake out

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Rainbow and Dash

“Where the brambles are thickest, there you will find a pond beyond the most twisted of vines.” Rainbow muttered the rhyme as she pushed her way through a particularly thick bush. Her mane was a mess, twigs and leaves practically turned the rainbow of colours into a dull brown due to how many there were. Her coat was no better; tangled and matted, a few scratches showing from particularly sharp branches. She would have much rather flown, but the trees made it impossible for her to see anything from above, forcing her to follow Pinkie’s old story.

She emerged on the other side of the bush, sporting a new and particularly deep cut across her cheek. She felt a single bead of blood trickle down her cheek before raising a hoof to wipe it away. She looked around, realizing she was in a small clearing. In the centre was a large grey stone, half buried in a hole of some kind.

“Twilight mentioned she plugged it.” She grumbled approaching the rock and poking at it with a hoof. “Now how am I supposed to get down there?”

As if on command the ground shook slightly as the rock fell a few inches down the hole. Curious, she stomped on it, causing it to fall quite a distance. He lips spread into a smile as she jumped down the hole, landing on the rock with a solid thump before continuing further towards the cavern said to hold the Mirror Pool.

A few more minutes of stomping and jumping let the rock finally fall away from the tunnel that was just barely big enough for it, rolling to the side to reveal a large cavern with a pool in the centre. The cavern was lit with mushrooms and various other luminous plant-life that let off a soft light.

Rainbow didn’t waste her time as she approached to pool and looked into it. Staring back up at her was herself, a confident smile on her face. She took a second to admire herself and her brilliant idea before thinking back to Pinkie’s rhyme.

“And into her own reflection she stared… yearning for one who’s reflection she shared… uh, how did it go? Oh right, and solemnly sweared not to be scared at the prospect of being doubly mared!” As she spoke the final words the pool started to shift, a few ripples emanating from the edge. The ripples slowly turned to bubbles, then to a cyan head with a rainbow mane. The head was followed by a pegasus body; cyan wings a perfect match for her own.

“It worked!” Dash cried happily, thrusting a hoof into the air. Her clone stared blankly at her for a second before opening her wings and cocking her head.

“Race?” She asked inquisitively.

“Uh, sure, but for now we need to sort some things out. First, though, what should we call you?” Rainbow sat back on her flank, her front hoof rising to rub her chin thoughtfully. “I know! I’ll be Rainbow, and you can be Dash, sound good?”

“Race?” Dash asked curiously, flapping her wings and hovering in the air.

“Not now. We’ll need to teach you a few things. Come on.” Rainbow led Dash back up the tunnel to the entrance.


“You know what you need to do?” Rainbow asked, peeking out from behind a bush across the street from a tree.

“Yep, I need to go find Twilight, my marefriend, and tell her I chose her over the Wonderbolts, my life long dream. From then on we can live happily; all I need to do is keep her and her friends away from anything Wonderbolt related to keep our secret safe.” Dash responded, puffing her chest out proudly at the fool proof plan.

“Excellent, now go on, the sooner the better, she didn’t look too healthy when I saw her.” Rainbow shuttered as she remembered the pale, sickly looking unicorn she had seen earlier that day. With a nod Dash walked towards the library and knocked on the door. Rainbow sighed sadly as she looked up, the sun had just gone down and the moon was just peaking over the horizon. It had been a hard decision, deciding where she would go, either to stay with Twilight or stay with the Wonderbolts. In the end she had decided to stay with the Wonderbolts. In the end it came down to the fact that everypony would be happier that way. She could fulfill her life long dream, and Twilight and her friends could stay happy. It was a win-win scenario.

She took off into the air with a powerful flap and started making her way back to Cloudsdale, only to stop and turn around. She looked sadly at the scene before her. There was Dash, her clone, being kissed passionately by Twilight. She felt a tear threaten to leave her eyes as something dawned on her; she could never see Twilight or any of her friends again. They would be happy, but would she? Sure, she had the Wonderbolts, her life long dream and long time goal, but was it worth it? And if she changed her mind now, was it too late? What would Twilight say when she walked up behind them and told her what happened and what she was going to do? She didn’t know and she didn’t want to find out. She took of as fast as her wings could carry her, her necklace bouncing against her chest as tears forced their way out of her eyes.

“Element of Loyalty. Who am I being loyal to now? The Wonderbolts? Myself? Certainly not my friends or Twilight. But who takes priority?” Rainbow’s thought bombarded her until she could no longer see Ponyville. There was no going back now. She forced her eyes to dry and shoved her thoughts to the back of her mind. Filling it instead with thoughts of her next show. Her new stunts she was working on, anything except a tree library and a lavender unicorn.


Twilight stayed in her bed, wrapped in her blanket in her darkened room, tears both fresh and old staining her cheeks. Even now she wanted to cry, but she had no more tears to use. She gripped a picture to her chest with her hooves; her and Rainbow Dash, flying through the sky as the sun was setting behind them. Twilight was glad she brought her camera with her that day; her very first flight with Rainbow. She scrunched her eyes tightly as a new wave of tears washed over her. She remembered giving Rainbow the ultimatum, remembered her dumfounded reaction, and remembered telling her to get out. She wished she could undo every second of it.

Did she really expect Rainbow to choose her over the Wonderbolts? No, not really, but at least then Rainbow could move on. Twilight wouldn’t hold her back anymore.


She was about to call for Spike when she remembered she had sent him away. She had sent him up to Canterlot on some bogus errand she couldn’t even remember so he would be out of the way when Rainbow came home. But now she had a problem; there was somepony at the door, and Twilight didn’t want to get out of bed.


Whoever it was they were being persistent. Gathering what strength she could muster, Twilight stood slowly from her bed, her blanket still wrapped around her shoulders. As she approached he door she passed her desk, sitting on top was a pristine cyan feather. With a flick of her horn she put it back where it belonged; behind her ear. She may lose Rainbow Dash, but she’d still have her feather. She would never forget her.


“ALRIGHT!” Twilight yelled, her annoyance giving her the energy to make it down the stairs and to the door. She opened it, fully intending to chew out anypony who would disturb her at such an hour. To her shock, opening the door revealed a cyan pegasus with a rainbow mane and a confident smile on her face.

“R-Rainbow?” Twilight stuttered, taken aback at the sudden appearance.

“I choose you!” Rainbow said proudly, her smile widening to a grin as she puffed her chest out. Her eyes flashed to the side briefly, to brief for Twilight to see where she looked, but long enough that she noticed it. He mind, however, didn’t pay attention to it as she wrapped a hoof around Rainbow’s neck, dragging her in for a kiss.

When she broke the kiss she caught a glimpse of something shiny out of the corner of her eye. She turned to look at it, only for the dark of the night conceal it from her. Her focus was brought back to Dash as she gave her one more hug and motioned to the inside of the library. “Mind if I crash here tonight?”

“Of course, Rainbow.” Twilight smiled brightly as she stepped aside, letting Dash into her house. Whatever she had seen was instantly forgotten as she watched her marefriend trot happily into her home. Into her life.


Twilight awoke the next morning to the sun streaming through her windows like she had countless times before. But this time was different, this time she wasn’t alone. This time there were cyan legs wrapped around her midsection; holding her tightly to a cyan body behind her. The steady rising and falling of Rainbow’s chest nearly rocking her back to sleep as her heart pulsed rhythmically against her back. She smiled as she closed her eyes. How many times had she awoken without the safe feeling she now had? Too many for her to count, but now it all seamed like a bad dream. Rainbow was there, with her, for her.

Her sigh caused the pegasus to shift. She too opened her eyes.

“Morning Twilight.” She said groggily.

“That’s odd; she normally calls me Twi, especially in the morning.” Twilight thought, but quickly pushed the errant thought out of her mind. There was no reason for her to doubt Rainbow, not after she had chosen her over the Wonderbolts.

“Morning Rainbow.” Twilight replied, rubbing her eyes to clear her vision. Today was a big day, and they needed to get up. They had to tell their friends about her decision; Pinkie would probably throw a party. Twilight giggled at the thought, Pinkie would throw a party for any happy occasion, but was it still happy when Rainbow had to give up her dream for it?

“Not morning yet, you can get up if you want, but I’m sleeping in.” Rainbow released her grip on Twilight and rolled over. Again Twilight found this odd; Rainbow never slept in once she was up. Twilight just sighed and chalked it up to the stress of being a Wonderbolt for two months and got out of bed. She headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. The cyan feather discarded on her desk. She didn’t need it anymore; she had the real thing now.

Author's Note:

Short chapter this time around, just wanted to set up the cloning thing, the next chapter should be out faster to make up for the fact that it is shorter as well, but wafter that I am trying once again to aim for round 3K words. I hope you all enjoy, we are nearly 75% through the main plot that I have planned.

#1 · 89w, 6d ago · 1 · ·

:rainbowderp: I need to make a life decision here. It'll take a lot of thought.

Me: That's the Rainbow I know! Taking everything into consideration to make the tactical-

:rainbowdetermined2: Imma make a clone of myself to stay with Twi' while I join the Wonderbolts. Sure my friends will find out at some point, but that's not an issue. I mean it's not like the Wonderbolts are famous and will publicize the hell out of me and my name right?

:rainbowderp: Hey where are you going Clone?

Me: I'm taking a lawn chair, parking it in front of Twilight's house, and I'm going to wait for this thing to crash and burn.

#2 · 89w, 6d ago · · ·

Without a battle-hardened Droid Army, what use are clones?

I know...(facehoof)...

#3 · 89w, 6d ago · · ·

Poor Rainbow. Not very good at the whole forethought thing.

#4 · 89w, 6d ago · · ·

:ajbemused: good choise feather brain :rainbowhuh:

#5 · 89w, 6d ago · · ·

Called it, to easy LOL

And Dash done messed up. no good will come from this. at all

#6 · 89w, 6d ago · · ·

So you only have the epilogue to write.

Because Rainbow has just betray Twilight and her trust.

Rainbow has chose and it's the Wonderbolts, too late for regret, sorry but there no turning back.

And I don't give Twilight more than 24 hours to know it isn't the real Rainbow Dash who is with her; She's far from stupid and it's an insult to the character to write something else.

Also, nothing that you could write will make believable the two together at the end, you shot yourself in the foot.

That why you only have to write the epilogue.

Cédric out

#7 · 89w, 6d ago · 1 · ·


I don't think your giving me enough credit, you'd be surprised at how believable I can make something like this. but you'll have to wait and see, I can tell you right now there are at least 4 more chapters to this story.


At this point she is only thinking about maximizing how happy she and her friends are. I really need to add something though, something make a little more sense of what I'm about to say; she couldn't just leave the Wonderbolts, element of loyalty and all, loyal to her team, herself, and her dreams, along side her friends. Next chapter clears this up a bit, for now this chapter is only to get the clone situation handled. Next chapter will explain more.

#8 · 89w, 6d ago · 1 · 7 ·



Wait, you were serious ? I give credits where credits are due and It isn't your fic's case.

You need to take a dictionary and read what a betrayal is, because this is exactly what Rainbow did.

And a romantic relationship would never survive a betrayal, but maybe you don't have first hand experience to know.

Four more chapters of useless drama you mean ? Seriously write an epilogue,this is the only logical step after this chapter.

Because this chapter was worse than a Harry Potter fan fiction.

And for the 'wait and see', please don't make me laugh...Again.

Cédric out

#9 · 89w, 6d ago · · ·

cedric, stop trolling so much

and btw i was expecting like 50 or 60%. or maybe thats my imagination coming up with a massive really bad issue thats gonna start up between rainbow and dash that will drag out the plot line more

either way good story

#10 · 89w, 6d ago · · ·


I'm well aware of what betrayal is, I have expirienced it first-hand. I'm well aware it is next to impossible to recover from it. Though for future reference, I would advise you wait until you can read the next couple chapters before passing a judgment such as you did. I mentioned in the notes that this chapter held very little content and that the next chapter would contain more of this. As for pointless drama, you have no clue what I have planned, so you are in no place to judge what kind of drama I have planned.


The thought crossed my mind for soemthing like that. But in this case I have to give it to cedric: Twilight not finding out is an absolute insult to her character. Though I have a few ideas to extend the story even further passed the main plot it will most likely be in the form of an epilogue.

#11 · 89w, 5d ago · · ·

Dash made the wrong decision. She SHOULD have had the clone stay with the Wonderbolts because she will still get the fame and then she should stay with Twilight. Plus with this method even when they find out Twilight won't feel as abandoned just angry that Dash used the mirror pond.

#12 · 81w, 4d ago · · ·

this is not going to end well.

#13 · 48w, 4d ago · · ·

>>2229152 Yes. Yes, go out. Now.:twilightangry2:

#14 · 8w, 20h ago · · ·

I love Rainbow, but sometimes I hate her decisions...

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