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// Chapter 15 
// Story: Date-Your-Own-Dashie 
// by CategoricalGrant 
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A week passes. You hadn’t spent any significant amount of time with Rainbow Dash since that day, although you had greeted her when you saw her and stopped to chat for a few minutes, once.

While cleaning your kitchen at home, you hear a number of timid knocks. Drying your hooves on a kitchen towel, you walk over to your front door and open it.

Upon seeing who is there, you are unable to contain your joy, smiling so wide that your eyes crinkle up. “Rainbow Dash! What’s going on!?”

“H-hey,” she greets, loudly but nervously. “I’m fine. C-can I like, come in real quick?”

“Sure thing,” you answer, stepping aside. 

She scurries in and sits down on your couch. You follow, taking a seat next to her. “Hey, your mane looks great!” you compliment. Oddly enough you think you can smell a hint of perfume as well, but say nothing of it.

“Th-thanks,” she says. She’s smiling, but you can see in her eyes that something has her on edge; you can practically feel the anxiety coming off of her. “S-so, I wanted to ask you something. S-”

“Yeah?” you interrupt accidentally.

“Uhp, sorry-” you both say at the same time, before falling into silence for a few seconds.

“Go ahead,” you finally speak up.

Rainbow Dash takes a rather shaky breath in an exhales before trying again. “There’s a big Wonderbolts thing in Canterlot coming up- it’s like a meet-and-greet but also a dance, and we’re, like, supposed to bring somepony? I guess?”

She stops talking and looks at you expectantly, her cheeks bright red. She’s clearly very nervous.



To accept Rainbow Dash’s invitation, proceed to Chapter 16.

To ask for clarification (she did phrase it in a pretty confusing way, after all), proceed to Chapter 17.

To decline Rainbow Dash’s invitation, proceed to Chapter 18.