A regular day for the Rainbow family. Everyone experiences it differently, so why not see it all?
Okay, Rainbow Dash isn't the only one in her family. She had a father, a cousin, and adopted little sister with a purple mane and brown coat. hint hint. Here's a run through of the average day for them.
Rainbow Dash had just woken up in her room without a hangover. Both good signs. She was going to give the perfect performance today. She got up, and saw Scootaloo was no longer in her nearby smaller bed. They shared a room, but that was the extent. Sometimes, when Scootaloo had a nightmare, she would crawl up next to Rainbow in her bed, which was kind of cute. But today was just going to be an average day. At least as average a day as it could be for somepony newly promoted to official Wonderbolt. She used to be just on Wonderbolt reserve, but now she was official. She had a show later today at 3pm. Luckily, she had an hour to get ready and be on the other side of Cloudsdale, where her father, Scootaloo, and her cousin Prism Flight lived. Rainbow grabbed her flight suit, her goggles, and began dressing. When she slept, she had a way of keeping her wings perfect, so no need for preening. Once she was properly dressed and ready, she started on her way to the Wonderbolts HQ. She took her time, hovering slowly to get her wings completely awake by the time she got there. The whole morning was a tired blur, but now she was waiting in the locker room with her current fellow wonderbolts. She was supposed to do do a sonic rainboom while Spitfire and Soarin do a double helix pattern through it while the others make various intricate patterns. It was 5 minutes until flight, and the three wonderbolts were getting ready in the 3rd hangar, where she would be launching from, closely followed by Spitfire and Soarin. This would be one of the best performances in her life, except the race where she got 1st place against Spits and the other officials.
"So, Dash. You ready to do this?" Soarin was always the one worrying about everything.
"Geez Soarin, you asked me that 500 times, and yes I can do this." Dash changed her tone from annoyed to teasing. "You worried I might crash and damage you eye candy?" This even made Spitfire slightly chuckle, and it was all Rainbow could do to not burst out laughing.
"Hey!" But Soarin had no defense for that. Rainbow had caught him staring on several occasions, and Soarin knew it.
"Just keep your mind on the show," Rainbow couldn't help it. "and not on my flank."
"Take you own advice." Soarin tried to salvage the situation, and didn't fail. Per say, that is. Rainbow saw him blush after the 'eye candy' comment.
"Whatever. Lets just fly." An intern came into the room to make sure they were ready.
"30 seconds to launch. Go once the door stops opening." She heard the cheers of the crowd outside for the already out reserves already out performing. The wall started slowly descending, and Rainbow was at the back of the room, with the two others. She was ready to perform her life's calling. Her wings were pumped, and the wall was completely down. She took off as fast as she could. She felt the adrenaline flow through her whole body , and the static in the air signaling that she was close to the boom. She looked to the stage, she was accelerating to fast. She stayed at the border until she was in the very center of the stage, and pushed. There was a beautiful release of energy as she was launched forward into the air, out past everything. She abruptly came to a halt, being by far out of sight by all in the stage. She looked back, and there was a beautiful pattern of rainbow with the helix inside. Soarin had a green smoke trail, and Spitfire took the red one. The contrast was hypnotizing, mainly because of the amplifying power the rainboom gives the contrast of the double helix a perfect state of beauty for the split second that it lasted, never being able to be perfectly replicated. The split second that everyone in the stands craved so much. The reason she got up in the morning. There is no way to have a better feeling than when she looked upon her creation. Art in its perfect form. This was the climax for the performance, and it was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen. She had never looked back on a rainboom, and she should have. She was capable of making pure perfection. Yes, it only lasted a split second, but she couldn't be happier for the seemingly endless instant. Time to go back. She flew back to the HQ exhausted from the show. It was about 2 minutes, being not that far and the fact that she decided to walk. She got there, and luckily it was only her body exhausted and not her brain because Soarin flipped at how long it took her to get back.
"Rainbow! We were worried! what took you so long?"
"Soarin, you were worried. Only you." Spitfire always had fun setting Rainbow up to mess with him, and didn't hide it.
"I didn't know you needed a picture for the road, or I might have hurried back. I was just exhausted from the whole sonic rainboom thing." She put some annoyance into her tone at the end of the last sentence. "Aw, did it break your camera lens? I don't see one anywhere." Perfectly executed.
"Shut up!" Spits along with the few interns left who wanted to see what Dash was like after the show were all giggling. Soarin is still helpless, and it was hilarious. It was time to let him off the hook, as it was getting late after the show.
"Okay, dude, chill. Were all friends here. I gotta go anyway. Later, guys!" And with that, she was off. As she cruised idly, letting her years of experience and Pegasus instincts autopilot for her, she gets some alone time. She decided to think about how she was always merciless towards Soarin. She always teases him for how hot she herself was, but what if she was right? She wouldn't shoot him down instantly if he asked for, like, a date or something. She didn't really have anyone in mind, anyways. Her neutral gender preference didn't help much with that, either. What if Soarin did, though? The Wonderbolt rulebook had nothing against it, and Spitfire said herself that if you can trust someone in the sky, you can trust them anywhere. Also, she suspected Spitfire had something going with the Canterlot wing official. What was his name? Nevermind. Spitfire's sex life was her own. She noticed that the sun was halfway behind the mountians. It was goung to be dark by the time she got home at this pace. She had two options, One was stop to pick up some dinner from herself and the other was to actually put in some effort for flying, even though her wings were sore. She set down, and trotted up to a diner. Angel Wing's Diner. She walked in, up to the counter. People were staring. Oh, right. She still wore her flight suit.
"Look, everyone. I just want to eat. I am not going to sign anything. Okay?" Everyone went back to their meals. There were a few disappointed groans from the smaller fans. She got some bits out of the leather pocket Rarity had designed for her wing, and rang the bell for service.
"What can I get ya, miss Dash." It was a young mare with a brown coat and blonde mane.
"Yeah, yeah. Don't expect an autograph. Can i just grab like, two multiflower sandwiches and go?"
"10 bits." Wow, decent price. But this wasn't a discount. She read the price on it, and it was actually 5 bits a sandwich. She would have to come here more often, if its any good. The mare arrived with the food, and dash paid. These were actually really good. Only because they were good, she decided to get the place some more business.
"Okay, everypony!" That got literally everyone's attention. "Tomorrow, bring 2 bits, and something for me to sign here. Okay? Be here by 5pm." She got cheering from every single pony in the place. They were all fans, probably because it was Cloudsdale. She took the sandwiches and left. It was dark now, and she was on her way home. She finished the last bite of the last sandwich on her way in the door. to see her cousin sleeping on the pull out couch where he was before he woke up somehow with Fleur De Lis?! A Duchess?! Was this the right universe? Whatever, she would deal with whatever in the morning. She went to her bed to find Scootaloo curled up asleep at the edge. She snuggled in next to her, putting a wing over the little filly, and drifted away to sleep.
Prism Flight is the cousin of Wonderbolt Rainbow Dash. He has a rainbow mane as well, but he had more navy blue coat, opposed to light blue. He was just waking up on the couch, when he saw the clock saying 2pm. Just like everyone else in the family, he loved to sleep in. There was a difference between coming to consciousness and waking up. Once you move your head, you start waking up. Once your eyes open, you don't have to wake instantly. He might have been somewhat semi-conscious by about 1:30 pm. What really woke him was the sound of the door closing. Who was that? Oh, It was 2pm, and in an hour his cousin Rainbow Dash had a show, so it was probably her. Why get up? Oh, he had a date with the Duchess Fleur De Lis at 6, and no way in hell he would miss it. At that moment he realized, he was awake. Well, no turning back now. He got up, and walked to the mirror to make sure at least his mane was decent. It was all over the place, as was his coat. There were two ways to fix this, and one would kill two birds with one stone. He grabbed a towel, and hopped in the shower. After about 5 minutes, he got out, dried himself off, and went too see if he had any clothes anywhere at all. Nope, but he had 3 hours to go out and by something. He grabbed his saddlebags with all his bits, and went out the door. Lucky he had fast wings, because there was no clothes shops in upper Cloudsdale. But, within 10 minutes, he found a fancy clothes shop. Bingo. He went in to see the many racks of Tuxedos and very, very, very fancy dresses. Not Rarity status, but comparable. He walked up to the clerk, a mare with a dark brown coat and black mane.
"Hello, welcome to La Flair. Would you like to see our collection of tuxedos?"
"Sure, I guess." When he was escorted to a large hallway absolutely full of Tuxedos, he didn't take to long to decide. He stopped on a basic one. It was mostly just the standard black with white secondary. What caught his eye was the multi-color collar for the neck. Almost as if it was made for the exact occasion. He pointed with his left hoof and asked.
"How much?"
"75 bits." Extortion, but whatever. After seeing it, he had to have it. He grabbed a roll of 50 buts out of his bag, and a 25 roll with his other wing.
"Here. Now give me my tux." He winged over the bits and grabbed the tux.
"Thank you for your business." And he left. He carefully put the Tuxedo into his saddlebag and flew home. Once there, he looked at the clock to see if he should change. No way. It was 2:30. He had expected to take longer with that, but now he had some free time. He heard the TV from Rainbow's room. Obviously Scootaloo was bored out of her mind, so why not? He knocked, and was quickly answered. Her new friend Button Mash was sitting on the bed with one of the controllers.
"Hey Prism, whats up?" Scootaloo asked, probably puzzled why he was of all places, here. "Don't you, like, have a date, or something?" He always felt buddy-buddy with Scoots, so naturally they had hung out from time to time.
"Eh, not for a few hours. I was wondering how to kill some time, and Rainbow's at a Wonderbolt thing."
"I'm just gaming with button, you wanna join?"
"Nah, I'm good." Prism was a decent gamer, but Button Mash had a cutie mark in gaming. He couldn't compete with that. So, he had a few hours to kill and nothing to do. Rainbow was always into those books, which gave him an idea. He set the alarm for 5pm, because he had seen how into the books Dash gets sometimes, and opened Daring Do and the Sapphire Statue, apparently the first one in the series. It ended up being a good idea setting the alarm where he had, because he literally lost himself in the book. When the alarm rang, he snapped back to reality and bookmarked his page. Wow, he was going to read every last one of these when he got back. For now, he went to change into the Tuxedo and leave for Canterlot. He grabbed the magic rose that Rose gave him for the occasion for 20 bits. It was a cloud of constantly moving colors of the rainbow along the petals. Being a resident, he knew exactly where Cloudsdale went and when. It was close right now, and he had no problem flying the rest of the way. By the time he got to the castle, he had 10 minutes to find where she was. He perfectly timed it, and that helped his self esteem somewhat. He stepped up to the gate, and was instantly confronted by a guard.
"Halt. State your business."
"Here for Fleur De Lis. She is expecting me."
"State your name."Can't expect any less from a royal guard.
"Prism Flight."
"Enter. You will be directed shortly." The gate opened, and he went in to quickly be intercepted.
"This way sir." He followed the guard to a room with somewhat large doors, and the doors opened to reveal a tall, pink, beautiful unicorn in a white dress and a tiara with the white sparkling shape of a Fleur symbol in the middle. They both had the 'overdressing' theme going. However, she was royalty and he was family of the element of loyalty. You can't really overdress for something like that, but still. She also had white shoes with the same theme as the tiara. She was captivating, and he could tell she was thinking he was the same with the magic rose.
"Hey, you ready?" After a moment he was able to speak, and she was definitely looking forward to this.
"Yes. Lets go, then?" And they went on their way, being closely followed by 3 guards. One looked familiar, but he had never seen the other two. Two white, one dark grey. They were on their way to one of the most high-class restaurants in Canterlot, The Starry Night. The main reason for its fame, aside from the extremely good food, was the fact that the roof opened at night and the unicorn staff use a spell that blocks out all excess light. The sun was bordering the mountains when the carriage stopped, and a Sonic Rainboom went off somewhere. They both saw the captivating light in contrast to the sunset, and it was amazing. Celestia bless Rainbow and her timing. After the few seconds that both the ponies were captivated, Prism floated down to give Fleur a hoof down. He extended a hoof up, and she gracefully stepped down from the carriage. They had entered, to be greeted by a caramel earth pony with a black mane and silver platter for a cutie mark.
"Welcome to The Starry Night. Do you have a reservation?"
"Yes. Prism Flight and Fleur De Lis."
"Ah, yes. This way, please." They followed him to a table in the middle of the restaurant, and were given menus. After a minute or two, Prism decided on the spaghetti and cider. He put down his menu, and saw Fleur do the same. Then, the same pony who seated them returned.
"What will you be having today?"
"The Multiflower Forest and some cider please." Fleur replied.
"The spaghetti and cider, please" Prism was confident that if they served it here, it was good. And, he always loved any pasta he could get his hooves on, it being a delicacy. The pony shortly returned with the dishes, and they began eating and making conversation.
"How's the flowers?"
"Very good. And the spaghetti?"
"I always loved this stuff, and they aced the sauce."
"Glad you like it, this doesn't seem like it was very cheap." Then, the roof started opening. This was no sky he had ever seen! The stars had this intricate pattern of patterns that wove the sky and held it together like the visible cross sections of millions if invisible spider webs.
"Beautiful, isn't it." Fleur De Lis came back to reality first, and spoke, which called Prism back as well.
"I've never seen anything like that before. Is that how it is when there aren't any lights around?"
"Yes. All the time." They just enjoyed the view for a few moments, then returned their gaze to each other. They were both leaning in, why fight it? They kissed It was a moment better than the glance up, or the view of a rainboom. Hell of a first date. "Prism, the castle wont really work for me tonight, because of a tour or something. Can I stay at your house for the night?
"It's in Cloudsdale. How would you get there?"
"Royalty, remember? I can go anywhere I want." By this time, they had both finished eating, and were just getting up.
"I'll pay." Fleur looked like she was going to argue, but he was already getting out the bits. The waiter had given them the check with the food, so he just got out the bits and put them on the table, with tip. They walked out the door, and got into the carriage. After a small trip, they arrived at the castle. Fleur got out and gestured to one of her nearby personal guards who had accompanied them in various corners of the restaurant.
"Flash, get a Pegasus chariot, please."
"Yes, mam." He went off to find a chariot. and quickly returned, followed by 4 pegasi guards. "We are ready, mam. Cloudsdale?"
"Yes, please." Fleur seemed to really not want to be here for the castle tour. It was probably just a bunch of snobs asking prices of various items. He knew firsthand, worse than it sounds.
"What about being able to walk on the clouds?" Prism still felt uneasy about a unicorn in Cloudsdale, especially Fleur De Lis.
"Cloud walking spell." Well, cant argue with that. It was a short ride, and they were there in about 5 minutes, and the walk was really short.
"Welcome to my humble abode, make yourself at home." Prism was glad that they were home.
"Thanks. It would be a nightmare to try to sleep with rich snobs gawking at you every 5 minutes." Fleur obviously had tried before, and failed. "Where do we sleep?" He trotted over to the couch, and pulled a lever which opened up a relatively nice bed from the otherwise thick couch.
"I'll be right back, I'm gonna change out of this tux. I paid more for it than the restaurant reservations." He stepped into the bathroom and took of the absurdly expensive clothes carefully. He then folded the clothes, and put them under his left wing. He walked back into the living room and put the Tux in the hall closet. He then returned to the now empty room and got into bed. Fleur was doing the same. Once they were both in bed, he moved in for the kill.
"So, were both here, alone, and-"
"Not tonight. Maybe next, but I don't go there after just the first date." He was effectively cut off, and shot down. Fine, whatever. Time to just, only sleep. Nothing else.
Once light invaded her eyes, she had to turn. This is why she closed the curtains, and what happens when she forgets to. After a few moments or so, she reopened her eyes to see that Rainbow had already left. She got up, remembering what she had planned to do today. She heard that Sweetie Belle had beaten Button mash in Pony Kart 7, so she would beat him in PK 8. She already had it, and had played it so much that she was certain to at least go down with a fight. She focused on more urgent matters, breakfast. She trotted to the kitchen, and fluttered her way onto the counter. She then grabbed the cereal, and hovered over to the table to set it down. Then, hovered over to the fridge to get the milk. She set down in front, pulled the handle, grabbed the milk, and closed it. She took the milk to the table, flew up, and landed on the table to open it. It was easier not to fly, but Scootaloo needed the exercise. She then flew to the cabinet, and retrieved her bowl. She then poured the cereal, milk, and went to get a spoon. Once she was sitting at the table, she dove in. It only took a few minutes for her to completely finish. She then rinsed the bowl, and flew to the door of her room again. In nearly no time at all, her PBOX was on, and she was ready to race. It was a few hours of fun, frustration, and racing, and she was completely ready for this. She then went to the door, and went to leave. She was now floating down from the cloud home, on her way to Button Mash's house. Once she arrived, after a shaky landing, she knocked. Mash's mom answered.
"Hello, Scootaloo. Are you here to take Mash?" They had organized this yesterday, so it would be easy. She nodded, and Button Mash was sent out shortly.
"So, you ready to get your rump kicked in Pony Kart 8?"
"Not in a million years. PK 7 was a different story, but I will NOT lose this one."
"Whatever. Lets go. I play it more than you play anything."
"Let's just go. Can we hurry up with proving I'm better than you at gaming already?" They had to use the sky staircase, and the thick paths made for non-pegasi, but once they got there, it was no time at all before they were in front of the PBOX. She left the title screen on, so they just sat down and played. They decided to start with a Grand Prix. The first round, obviously, went to Button mash. But, only Barely.
"Told you so."
"Don't be so fast to judge. We still got 2 rounds" Next round actually went to Scootaloo. Button was shocked, to say the least.
"But- HOW?" He seemed to slightly blush. Whatever he was thinking, she would win the next round. It was a tense round, considering it was a Tartarus-based map, and they both were constantly getting hit. The AI behind them had absolutely no chance of catching up, but their were random blue shells. When they were almost finished, Scootaloo just barely landed a green shell, and took the round.
"YEAH! I WIN!" Button froze, then blushed fiercely. "Whats with you? surprised a Girl beat you twice over?"
"N-no I- nothing." This sparked a question in her mind.
"Let me guess. Sweetie and me both beat you, so now you think your getting worse at games?"
"Not in this lifetime!"
"Was it something she did after she won?" Button literally changed his entire coat color with a red hue at that. "It is, isn't it? Don't freak. I don't go crazy from winning. I'm used to it." His blush faded, and he replied.
"Bet you can't beat me at COP 2!"
"You're on!" They switched games, and began.
There was a knock, and Scoots called for whoever it was to come in. It was Prism Flight."Hey Prism, whats up?" Scootaloo asked, puzzled why he was here. "Don't you, like, have a date, or something?" She was buddy-buddy with Prism, so naturally they had hung out from time to time. "Eh, not for a few hours. I was wondering how to kill some time, and Rainbow's at a Wonderbolt thing." "I'm just gaming with button, you wanna join?" "Nah, I'm good."
A long night of Scootaloo beating Button Mash in every game, until he pulled out a new game out of his saddlebag, then a large pad.
"Dance Dance Revolution." She played that in the local arcade almost every day, so obviously she grinned, and nodded. He hooked it up, and before she knew it, they were each on the pad. He went into the highest difficulty songs, and selected 'Wub Kingdom' By Vinyl Scratch. This was the only dubstep, and by far the hardest, song here. This was suicide for Button, because Scoots could nearly perfect the whole thing. The beats began, and nearly instantly rows of 4 and 3 arrows were aligning with the push areas. After about 30 seconds, they were both beginning to sweat, from concentration and physical effort combined. It lasted 6 minutes at least, but the last few rows were elevating. They were both panting by the end, and when the winner screen came up, it was player 2. Scootaloo won by one point. She stumbled off the pad, nearly collapsing, followed by Button mash when she collapsed on the bed. She rolled over to face Button, and she could tell he was blushing again, but he was too tired to do it fiercely. They were uncomfortably close, especially their muzzles, and with every breath Button's coat turned a new shade of red. It then hit her what may have happened on Sweeite and Button's sleepover. That was definitely not happening here, as, well, she didn't, well, like boys like that. Once she regained her breath enough to talk, she did so.
"No way. When Sweetie stayed over at your place, did you two, well, do anything?" Awkward silence said enough, in combination that his coat was now more red than brown. "Oh. My. God. You did, didn't you."
"Uh, well, maybe. I uh, she started it." He blurted out.
"Geez, don't freak. I'm not gonna steal you. I just see you as somepony who's as good at gaming as me." She nudged him with a hoof. "Anyway, now that I know your secret, It's only fair I tell you one." She received a questioning look. "I wouldn't even think of kissing you. I like mares. A certain one in particular, but that's the extent of the secret i'm telling. you tell anyone, and everypony's knowing exactly what you two did that night. Got it?" Button nodded. "Anyway, you can have my bed. Rainbow doesn't mind if I take some of hers."
"You sure?"
"Last time you shared a bed with a filly who beat you in a game, you didn't just fall asleep, now did you?" She chided, and went to Rainbow's bed. She turned the light off, and snuggled into the edge of the cloud bed.
"Woah, cloud beds are awesome!"
"No. Regular beds are just really bad." She decided not to make a witty remark about Sweetie and him, and just subsided into sleep.
Spectrum Streak was always an early bird, and today was no exception. Today was special. He was the only one in the house who knew Firefly, Rainbow's mother, and today was the 20 year anniversary of her death. No doubt he was the only one in the house to knew it, though. After he made a sandwich of some various flowers, he went to get flowers for a different purpose. The flight from Cloudsdale to Ponyville was short, as the 2 cities were close at the moment. He was going to pay a visit to an old friend, Roseluck. Once he arrived, and entered, he was quickly greeted.
"Spectrum. We haven't seen eachother for a while. You here for her flowers?" He nodded, and got a bouquet of black roses with pink stems. Firefly's color scheme. "I worked on it for her. It wasn't too difficult." He noticed he forgot to bring any bits.
"Oh, sorry I didn't bring any bits. I'll go an-"
"It's on the house." She gave a comforting smile.
"Thanks." He nodded, and brought the bouquet with him across Ponyville. It was a short fly, especially for an ex-wonderbolt. He arrived at the somber stone arch, connected to a similar fence going around a large grass field of stone graves. He entered, instantly feeling the aura of souls at peace around him. It was a sad but happy feeling, like a sad smile, which he was now wearing. He made his way through the graves, and found a tall one labeled with his ex-wife's name by seeing the reserved spot for him someday next to her.
Here Lies Firefly
Died of cancer shortly after giving birth.
"Hey, hon. You were right about Rainbow. She's almost Wonderbolt captain now, you should see her. She's amazing. She's grown up beautifully. I couldn't be more proud of her. She even saved Equestria again. Now, she's looking after a little orphan pegasus filly named Scootaloo. She makes the best big sister, but you should know something else too. Shortly after I saw you for the 10 year mark, she came home and started crying. I managed to approach her quietly and asked her what was wrong, and you know what she told me? She liked mares. She pleaded that I wouldn't stop loving her, and of course I wouldn't ever even think of doing so. It's her life, and I support her through everything. I love her so much, I couldn't even think of losing her. On a lighter note, Scootaloo is growing up wonderfully now, too. She has a group called the Cutie Mark Crusaders, you can guess what they do all day. It's a group of her, a unicorn filly called Sweetie Belle, and a little earth pony filly named Applebloom. They get into so much trouble together, but they have a way of getting out of it so well. Our cousin, Prism Flight, has a date with Fleur De Lis, a duchess. I hope that soon this day could be happy for us." He began to tear up. "I miss you so much. I just wish that I could hear you again." He shed a single tear onto the grave, then stopped.
"I love you. Please, don't forget that. I love you so much." Tears were returning, his voice was cracking.
"I miss you so much. I wish you were still here. Please, just stay happy where you are. please. For me. For Rainbow. I just want to know your okay. I love you, so, so much." He just sat there for the day, silent, well into the night. He was going to fall asleep if he stayed there longer, so that's what he did. He picked up the bouquet, kissed it, then returned it. He then took a place by the grave, lying down. The soft dirt was reminding him of the soft feeling of Firefly's coat against his own. He just layed there, and looked at the stars. He and Firefly used to always do it in their teen years. He stayed like this until he was carried into the world of dreams.
"Spectrum." An all to familiar voice called out to him.
"Firefly?!" He turned to see a pink mare with a black, slick mane wearing a warm smile.
"You need to stop grieving over me. Please, it pains me to see how much I hurt you." A frown took hold of the beautiful face.
"How are you here?"
"I had to give the 3rd degree to both Celestia AND Luna to get into your dream. I don't have all the time in the world. I had to get Celestia bring my soul into a dream, then get Luna to send me to you. Look around." Spectrum looked, and saw he was just standing on air. There was only the sun, nothing else. "Please. Just stop the tears. You'r my soldier, I can't stand to see you cry. I pushed through multiple layers of reality to get here. I'm not letting you go until you promise me you'll stop. Promise me!"
"I can't make that promise. I'm sorry, but I just can't." He just received a firm hit to the side of the muzzle.
"You want me to be happy, but I can't unless you promise me!" Tears in her eyes now, and it was all that he could do to not do the same. They shared a long moment of eye contact, and Spectrum spoke again.
"I promise I won't cry for you again." Firefly pulled him into a hug, then kiss, then when they broke he was lying in the dirt again. The sun beating down on him.