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// Endings 
// Story: Closing Doors 
// by ThatGirlOnFire 
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Later that night, a candy-colored pony crept into the hospital room of one Rainbow Dash. 
She walked towards the bed, sitting carefully. 
"This is for you, Dashie," she whispered, pulling out a large vial filled with a milky purple substance. She shuddered hesitantly, pulling out the stopper. She sniffed the liquid and wrinkled her nose. "Smells funny!" she coughed. "But it's worth it for you."
She brought the vial to her face, opened her mouth, and returned it to her lap before it hit her lips.
"Dashie, what if I shouldn't be doing this? What if I'm making the wrong choice? Dashie, you would be so mad if you knew.."
She took a deep breath.
"No. No. I can't think like that. I have to be brave." She leaned over and kissed her unconscious lover's lips. "I love you, Dashie," she said quietly. 
She leaned back and raised the vial to her lips. As she was about to swallow, she heard a familiar voice.
A very, very familiar voice.
"Pinkie?"
Pinkie Pie slowly turned her head towards the hospital bed.
"Dashie?" she whispered.
Rainbow Dash tried to grin. "Yeah," she said hoarsely. 
Pinkie dropped the vial to the floor in a rush to tackle her Dashie. Rainbow held her close. "Ow. Remember, I just woke up from a coma."
Pinkie blushed. "Oops. Sorry." 
As they embraced, Pinkie closed her eyes. 
A few moments later, she noticed her arms were empty.
She picked herself up off the floor and looked towards the hospital bed, where a still-unconscious Rainbow Dash lay perfectly still. A tear fell from her eye as she glanced towards the vial beside her. She carefully tucked it back into the small bag it had come from.
She didn't need it anymore.