Rainbow Dash lay on her bed, her eyes staring unblinking upon the silver disc that the human girl had given her days ago.
If you really think your dream was real... she thought, turning the disc back over again.
Nothing but more reflective surface. And a smudge.
She turned the disc back over and continued watching her reflection in the rainbow-hued disc.
The past few days had been largely nondescript, save for occasional murmurs about Celestia that she had largely ignored. She still spent her days playing, and training, her younger sister, but as of late, she had caught herself more and more simply staring at the disc, as if it held the answers to all of her questions, as if it just took a careful eye to delve into its secrets.
"Dashie!" Spectral Glider cried in fear as she burst into the room, "Didn't you hear? Celestia's gone!"
"Huh?!" Rainbow exclaimed in shock, turning just as her sister tackled her.
"You were there when daddy was reading the news!" Spectral pouted in return.
Missing. Celestia. Disc. Girl. The thoughts swirled in Rainbow's mind as she took it all in.
Did the girl have anything to do with Celestia's disappearance? the argument began in her mind,
No, she certainly hasn't. She's far too young to do something like that.
But what about the old stallion accompanying her? He sure seemed suspicious.
Suddenly, Rainbow's eyes widened as she reached her next connection.
And they were asking about Celestia, too...
Rainbow leaned close to her sister, who was at the moment, playfully braiding the mare's tail.
"Hey sis..." she began quietly, "Do you think you can sneak down to Ponyville with me?"
Spectral crinkled her muzzle. "No." she objected, "And you can't either, Dashie, your wing is gone!"
Rainbow smirked as she pulled the open box that held the prosthetic from under her bed.
"Yeah, but I'm still here."