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// The Very First Day 
// Story: My Little Dashie: In Between The Gaps 
// by voidless 
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Hello there people who are still somehow enjoying my work. Enjoy this chapter. As said in the last chapter, this one will be Dashies dream about her first day. This is Dashies POV by the way.

I felt something shake. I slowly opened one of my eyes. It was still to blurry to see. I rubbed my face with my foreleg trying to wake myself up. All I see is the color brown. I tilt my head up and see something different. It was a face. We stared at each other for a minute. He told me something. I think it was a hello. He asks me something else and I start looking around. There wasn't anything else to look at. I moved my tail behind me. I didn't do it on purpose though. My entire body made a movement. I was shivering in the cold.

I was inside a box with nothing around me to protect me from the cold. I wasn't even awake for the most of it. I was being picked up. I struggled around inside the cloth I was now trapped in. My wings and hooves moved. I remember calming down as soon as I felt the warmth seep through the jacket and onto my body. I wanted warmth so much that I stopped shaking at the first glimmer of it. I forced my head out of the jacket. I moved around so I could get more comfortable. I heard him say something. I couldn't comprehend it. He said something again. This time I got it. He wanted me to calm down. I set my chin onto his arm and sighed. I wanted to sleep. I wanted to savor this warmth as good as I could with sleep. I drifted off into a slumber without even knowing it.

I saw a flash under my eyelids. It had somehow gotten brighter. I wanted to move. I squirmed around and moved my legs in every direction. I felt something more solid underneath me and I jumped out into the light. I looked around. First I looked at the thing I was standing on. It was a cream color. It felt weird under my hooves. I jumped over onto the wooden table that was a foot away. I hear him ask me something again. I look at him without any emotion. I hear him ask something one more time. Are you lost? I felt saddened at the word lost. I felt my ears droop and I looked to the ground. I wasn't lost… was I? It felt different than that. It felt like I didn't belong.

He says something else to me. It doesn't sound so encouraging to me. I do lift up my head though. My ears erect again. I still don't feel better though. My face still had a sad look on it. He smiles at me and says it again. I understood now. I felt happier at his words of encouragement. We spent what felt like hours looking around the area he brought me into. He didn't take me into one of the rooms though. I wonder why. He set me back down onto what he called the couch and walked into the kitchen. He grabbed something from a large white box and grabbed out some orange sticks. He broke them up on a white disk and placed it in front of me. I grabbed one carefully in my mouth and chewed it up. It didn't taste bad at all. I gleefully chewed up the rest of it.

I finished up the rest of them and got onto the floor. The empty chair looked comfortable. I walk around the small area it presents me with and sit down. He covered me up in a small blanket and watched me lie down. I saw him do the same. He stopped moving in a couple of minutes. I walked over to him and jumped in between his body and arm. I set my chin down on the inside of his elbow and drifted off into sleep again.

Don't worry the story isn't over.

The next part is about the day after the one above

I woke up in the same place I fell asleep in. The man who brought me here still hadn't moved. I jumped off of the couch and went in front of the large white box that the man got the food from. How did it work? I tapped it with my hoof. It was cold. How was this going to work? I pushed on it with my head. It didn't work either. I heard footsteps behind me and turned around. It was the man. He stretched out his hand and opened the box. He asks me if I was hungry. I did the only thing I could and nodded. He got out some more of the orange sticks and broke them into smaller pieces. I tried my best to jump onto the area the orange sticks were on. I grabbed at the top of the slick surface with my hooves and fell down onto the floor. He picked me up and placed me in front of the white disk that held the food. I ate the broken pieces happily and savored the flavor. I finished and wondered what I could do to stop my boredom. I looked over the edge of the counter and tried to build up the courage to jump. I didn't need to. I slid of and landed on the floor. My legs spread all around me.

I didn't want to look around too much though. I settled myself down on the chair and looked around the room. There was nothing new. I wish there was something else I could do. I set my head down on the arm of the chair and relaxed. I'm just glad I had somewhere to be. I fell asleep again during the middle of the day.

Yes I know this chapter probably wasn't the best. I hope that it was enjoyable though. I thank you very much for reading this far!