Money was a losing battle for a little time. It just wasn't meeting me in my hand. Nothing amazing happened differently from reality. The entire world is still soaking in illness and thoughts. Then after some time, I had done something I needed to do before.
"I'm dreaming..."
It seems it has not sank into a hell of emergency. I knew it was only a thought that I could only hope was only a thought and experimented it. After my little research, thankfully, it was only a thought and that it had not gone back to my bedroom room from fifteen years ago. Changed arrangements come to calling... There isn't another time to act this way.
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Today is my little Dashie's fifteenth birthday. But it could be her twentieth birthday if I count the celebration of the five other birthdays. Though I'd imagine Dashie would need a good amount of pride for the day, I think that she would tell me to continue to attempt to make her opposite of sleeping. Maybe now, something new for her was going to be the way. Hear me now, recently she has been telling me about the racing that she likes to keep her eyes on that's airing on the internet.
We have improved upon the technology so that we continue to keep in touch with the world. When ever she wanted to see Nascar car racing in person, I didn't know what it was until she explained it to me. As I searched for several terms of work, so that I could get a ticket to the Indy 500. It felt good to finally find a hundred dollar ticket to the Indy 500.
Yes, a good thing online like this is what must have fallen into my head. She was now able to see the Indy 500. Dashie is going to be happy to see it. Oddly enough, something against my will continues to squirm around in my mind. It's just too good to be true...
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The time it took to find a good price for a, more or less, quite frankly, a more than enough, more expensive ticket that is more valued than it should be, was a little over three hours. I believe I have only made four hours of sleep. It just so happened the coffee that I would keep to avoid was still holding on my body.
I don't expect this to make me that more ecstatic for moving devices that's been attention grabbing for Dashie. I knew I wouldn't like it, but I have to take her to the Indy 500. I might not even be able to get her outside to a large place with a lot of life in years. How will she expect this to be her grand birthday present.
As a father, trying to get her to be happy about fifteen years with me is a little draining. Now I have to get her to be happy and happy respond. She's still just upstairs in her room. She should be downstairs in a moment. It was only a short amount of time before I had reverted to the sound of knocking at the door knob for a third of a second. When I turned to look at that door, I was thinking about anyone other than me who would be around the house. I was hesitant to go see the situation.
As I walk towards the erratic door, my heart stopped beating as it unlocked and speed moved outdoors. I could see the ponies who I could remember from several years ago. Shit's not gonna be happy about this day anymore. Then the first sight from the ponies who was right up to me had screamed up,
"We're supposed to find a thirty-five year old pony that has wings and rainbow mane, remotely close to this city."
It was a shock to see the ponies who continued to give me that glance that made me pulsate. She looks around me to continue to stare at me. This was making eye contact with the majestic Princess Celestia began to make me uncomfortable now. She knew she was working on decaying me and now I discover that I crumbled beneath her head. I had to leave in to the living room to keep her eyes away from me. I am horrified.
For the first time in person, I have never been standing at the door to see the inevitable sight, as the one flattening pony contact was straight sweating in my vision. She knew she did something to me, and she comes in my living room and looked around for a place to settle down. She jokingly said,
"That shocked formed you have must be such a horrible feeling."
Celestia... That was just simply stupid. She sits just in front of me and she goes,
"I am the princess of Equestria. Maybe now you won't drop down trash next time."
"..."
"Hm... My name is Celestia, dear extraterrestrial. When do you plan on telling us yours?"
Before I piece my head back together to answer, the pink pony spoke from outside,
"Celestia, the rain is brewing up and we have no way to get in."
I'm sure I had never made it to the last episode of the show, but when did she call her by her first name? Better yet, something about the gang was just showing some time with age. Maybe it was my mind half expected a different day for this moment. But I remembered that Twilight's size was a lot more like the others.
Everything about them was a little more character development from the first seasons of the show.Then again, it has been a lot of time since i stopped. I mean it has nine seasons now. Shit has changed since.
I don't know how long i have been silent for, the ponies were all around me.
"Sir? Sir?"
I have finally realized that I didn't answer.
"Sir?"
I looked back to the princess.
"No"
The goddess herself was confused. I had never been asked for my name in years. I guess that was the least half expected answer.
"I'm sorry... What?"
"I... I honestly didn't mean that, Princess Celestia. I was talking to myself."
She smiled at me and she couldn't help but laugh. I awkwardly sit here and awkwardly laugh with her. That made some of the ponies collectively laugh through the pain. I am experiencing cringe for the first time in twelve years... When the laughter ended, she looks at me and says,
"I'm sure it was just that feeling when you're around me. If it makes you feel relieved, I won't bite."
"uh..."
"Celestia, you don't have to make yourself up to be the princess anymore. You've scared him enough."
Twilight Sparkle says from my right. I could only look towards her. I don't know how I didn't notice that she had wings on her sides now. I knew I missed a lot of episodes because I stopped watching the show after Dashie came into my life. That's true... But twilight became a princess? I wish I knew that episode...
"Anyway, Mister Sir, it's fine if you don't tell us your name. But it would help to get to know you better."
"I... uh..."
"Well, we understand if you're not comfortable with us knowing who you are, but it would help."
"Before I go do that, I know exactly why you are all here."
"You do?" Celestia asked me.
"Yea, even though I have honestly expected this moment to happen, probably, but my daughter is hello."
It seems writing with a computer is barely perfect... Thank me for the words I have to make up with the piece of bum as written English for this book of fiction that you are here to see. Anyway, it seems my mind began beating random found stuttering so that I can't tell Celestia the words to express myself anymore.
"... You what?" Celestia looked surprised and curious.
"Wait, your daughter?" Twilight used curiosity, it was fruitless.
I glanced back to her.
"... Guess I didn't mouth my mind level about that..."
"Uh, what?" Applejack said into my left cheek.
"I'm finding myself out here..."
Applejack started painting a question I'd normally refuse to attempt to please.
"Now, give me, Sir, an answer. Are you telling us that father of Rainbow Dash, is you?"
It must be such a horrible time for them. I don't rush through my voice to say speed remotely. I take a lot of some time to digest what I know.
"Dashie is my daughter. She's up stairs in her room."
Most of the ponies were so unable to keep themselves from believing that I was playing some joke on the ponies. Since that living with a stranger possibly dispelled a reason to take Rainbow Dash back with them. During two seconds of stirring thoughts from the sudden amount of ponies sticking out loud sticks out amongst the rest, shortly after, Dashie had screamed from the walls,
"Dad?"
No, get away from the living room, Spongebob. Pinkie Pie bounced straight to Dashie and starting her voice was twice as high as everything birds.
"Dashie!"
"How did you know my name?"
"It's your friend, Pinkie Pie, silly."
"Uh... I don't know who you are."
"How could you mean that horrible thing."
"I'm sorry, Miss Pink pony, but what are you doing in my house."
I speak out, "Dashie, allow me to finally tackle this situation. Come here... "
She tried to, apparently, lean beyond her former friend to get down into the living room. As she looks around her friends and former, she was a shock and confusion in confusion, seeing the ponies who occupied the couches and center rug in front of me, and Dashie no longer hung from the walls of the box with my foot. She was simply shut down before she looks up to me and she said,
"Pops, what is going on."
"Sit here..."
She did come to the seat beside me. I have to let the ponies know exactly what we have to talk around about.
"Dashie, you know the show that you had you in it? They are your actual friends."
"These ponies were my friends?"
"Yea... That is Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, Twilight Sparkle and the ugly sized goddess horse looking at me is Princess Celestia. Oh, and the pink one on the stairs is Pinkie Pie..."
Celestia looked between my eyes with death ahead in her eyes. Still, she laughed it off. Afterwords, she sighed and told me,
"I'm not the Princess Celestia that you know anymore. I have retired Dear Sir."
I was very quiet for a few moments, but I fear that it would slow down my life if I keep going silent.
"So, if you're not the goddess Princess of Equestria, then who occupied the house of airing?" I speak out loud.
"I'm." the purple mare of many words who was just there had said from the sudden sound off my right.
"You're?"
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It used to be that the house was just me and Dashie. I would enjoy the morning with her, and the long hours at work and staying up with her, at the end of the day, it was only a matter of time before she had to leave me. I just never thought that the gang of Dashie's former friendly friends making knocking on the wood of my house knocked at the door knob for several seconds.
So, we are uneventful here... But I have to tell them everything that I could. Then, I said it,
"Fifteen years!?" the five of them shit off question.
"It's true..."
Rarity spoke up, "How did you have her that long?"
"When I found her, she was still a small filly..."
"What!?" the ponies chose to say.
"Celestia, you said the storm was a normal thing, not a physical time path." Princess Twilight began to lash at Celestia.
"I wasn't sure if it was." Celestia had said.
"She disappeared, without a lot of resistance!" Twilight raised her voice to her mental mother.
"Hey, get yourself together, plushie!" I speak out loud.
"Excuse me Sir, much like how you cannot speak out loud, you have to see me completely react collectively."
Before anypony else should have told her sooner, I had to shut her up so that she could arrive at the end. Like how you cannot explain anything remotely close to extrinsic attitude was the radiant barrier of the purple princess. Better have her mess up the time lines.
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Nothing amazing happened between the two mares. Everything was just a lot of yielded English to me. They were all going on about "fifteen days ago was she sent over here in this world, " and I'm sure whatever Twilight added was "she was a filly." It had been a while, and after three minutes of them stirring up a argument, I am finally able to speak through their madness.
"Now, Princesses, for your information, I don't know why you have to get tested on the clouds. Rainbow dash is here and safe and alright. I don't mind you being here, but you need to get home before I have to worry about this decision."
"You're right, sorry Sir. " Twilight cleared.
Lucky that it didn't escalate. That raising ugly mower is gone now, along with the utter chaos that either dumb ponies had in mind, or something happens.
"Well, I believe Dashie here, has something to tell us..."
"Dad... I don't have telling attitude currently."
"I guess I'm down to read English in my head."
"... "
"So, something I needed to say before the two of you raised your voice... if it's been fifteen years for us, and only fifteen days as of you, how old are you guys?"
As I said before, something about the ponies had seemed older than when the show was aired. I mean, Twilight now has wings, so she's a Princess now. And the others were still as vivid as I imagine, but they seem more along the lines of thirty or something. I think age works differently when you're a pony, because they still look young, I guess. Anyway, they answered me and I was right, they are in their thirties.
"Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but if you guys are in your thirties, and my Rainbow Dash is twenty, do we have to wait ten years now, so she's the right age?"
"Yea, how's that gonna work, Twilight? " Applejack started.
"I don't know how to tackle that fact, but I think there's a spell for that, right celestia?"
"There is... The problem is, it is quite dangerous, especially if we aren't under the leaves of the tree of existence. Maybe after we take her home... She could-"
"Dad, what does she mean by that?"
"... Don't worry about it, Dashie. This is where I send a messege."
"Okay..."
"So, now what? " I asked the ponies.
Twilight began to glow her horn towards Dashie and told me,
"The memory spell."
"Before you do what has to be done... Can I just have a moment to talk with her, please? This is the last time we ever see each other."
"Of course, she is your daughter." Celestia looked to me and nodded.
"Dad, what's going on?"
"Listen, you know how you don't really belong here, and now, after all these years, you're going home."
She looks to me with teary eyes and with painful sadness in her voice she says,
"But this is my home, I belong here, with you."
"I... I know. I know... But you have to go back with them. They are who you really belong with."
"But... But why?"
"Because you don't belong here in my world, it's not meant for us."
"Daddy, I love you. " she greeted me with a tight hug.
I could feel her tears on my neck and through my shirt. I returned the embrace, and I couldn't hold back my tears any longer. She was going home and I won't be able to see my daughter again. It was heartbreaking once it finally sunk into my heart. Nothing else amazing can come remotely close to the fifteen years that Dashie had given me.
"Wow, that's quite a good bond you have." Celestia began.
"It's even more painful to see it die in person." Twilight added.
Fluttershy quietly said, " Twilight, how do we have to break up the family."
And then the other ponies started tears flowing out of their faces. It was a moment of upset eyes and painful heart. Instead of the fire place, turning into confusion, Celestia looked to me with a sorrowful face and Celestia said,
"I hate to bring you two apart."
"It's been a lot more than a normal life ever since Dashie turned up." And then I focused on Dashie and I returned,
"I love you too, Dashie."
Celestia began to look around our living room and walked up to me and sent her horn towards me and her horn glowed twice and warmth rush through my body. Something just happened to me and I stare at her. She looked down at me and winked. I don't know what she did, but I guess I'm supposed to know.
"I can see that what you two have, is something beautiful." Celestia answered.
"Twilight, would you like to say a few words?" Celestia asked Twilight.
"Oh... All I can say to you, Good Sir is, thank you. For fifteen years you took care of Rainbow Dash. I didn't think that you could get this far." Twilight said.
According to her, that was a normal thing to say to me. Soon after, she had given me several scenes of sadness, the rest of the gang: Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie all said thanks in their own, in character, different ways. Then it closed on Celestia, she looks to me with a small smile on her face and she says,
"Thank you for being a friend."
How she responded was fixing my once weak heart. What she said also was taking me back to when my parents got the filled up television with some teeth and decaying carrots to work and the first show that was on was the show I continued watching with my grand mother back at my old house before she died and my parents went out to the house that me and Dashie moved from. I hate money problems. So, I replied,
"Just being a parent."
"Well... All that's left to do is wait for Rainbow Dash." Celestia continued.
"What?" Dashie asked surprised as she cried.
"I'm asking you if you're ready."
"Uh, wait please, I... have to ask... can't... he come... with me?" Dashie started.
So, something about her voice was heartbreaking, which was just tears flowing out over every ones eyes. Sadly, i have to let their friendships on.
"I'm afraid he cannot join you in our world." Celestia answered.
"Sadly, I can't risk our worlds looking to seek war."
Now, most of the world would rather forget about the recent events but I feared that it would become a few years before it would end, and that somehow my country would be forced in to it. Luckily, we hadn't started making it worse and me and Dashie had a few more years to ourselves. Well, until now.
"Dad, will I be okay? " Dashie asked me.
"Of course you will. you're in safe... hooves."
I didn't even need to say that. But she got the message. She was hesitant to stand up from beside me, but she walked over to Twilight and told her,
"I'm ready now."
"Right." Twilight simply said.
She looks to Dashie and she goes, "I honestly wish there was another way to do this. But we all need you."
"I know." Dashie started.
As Twilight began to let her horn level to Dashie's forehead, Dashie closed her eyes and letting a single tear running down her face. My mind began forcing our fondest memories together, and I could only wish that it didn't make me cry so much. But i couldn't hold back and I tried to keep myself focused on Dashie. She was actually crying as much as I am.
I leaned back as my head couldn't hold up with the tears flowing. I kept my eyes on her as Twilight's horn glowed and all I could see was a bright light and it engulfed me with a small shiver and it seemed to me that my heart stopped beating.
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When I opened up my eyes, they were all gone. I feel tired, and it seems that some time had passed. Then again, we have talking for a while. I could feel my dried salty tears on my cheeks, I looked down to see a book. It was my photo album. I wiped my tears and I looked through it.
I opened it to the first page, it shows my parents with me and my fat head in the hospital when i was born. The next few pages are of me and my childhood house. And then the old house and the last pictures of my mother, then my father. And the next pages are blank after my old labrador passed away.
Afterwords, I found the page of my first day with Dashie. It has a folded piece of paper in it. I open it and I could recognize the writing. It was the mouth writing of my daughter, Rainbow Dash. As I read the note, I was tearing up at the last memory of my little Dashie. It was just a comfort and something that made another September the Seventeenth special. I wouldn't be able to celebrate it with Dashie ever again now, but it's finally something I can remember for several more years to come.
Though, I should be faring a emotions of sorrow, I am able to spread a smile as I keep reading the note until I memorized every words. I had to stop before I start to examine the details of the page. Now, I put it next to the album and I picked it up to look back at my time with Dashie.
Each time we had a picture, the quality got better. And every memory that was special was captured in the photo album. For fifteen years, we had moments of every situation. I look back on our memories of us together and I stare back to this picture of Dashie when she was a filly, that had her big smile on her face. I teared up with a smile as I turn to the next page. And then the next page was our recent photo.
She had me buy her some posters of racing cars and other racing fan stuff. She wanted me to bring the camera for the album. there she was, smiling and being proud of her decorations. I never got into racing and my face in the picture shows it.
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Then I jumped up the stairs to see her room. On the way up I notice the pictures on the walls were disappeared and replaced with empty frames of where pictures of Dashie and me once sat. Nothing else could I have expected when I opened the door. In the room of my daughter was none other than the retired princess Celestia.
She was standing facing the window. She looks to the door and then to me. She says,
"So, you're finally awake."
"Huh?"
"Never mind. I know you might have already accepted that Rainbow Dash has gone back home to Equestria. But the tree of existence was decommissioned. So Rainbow Dash wasn't able to look her age."
"Yea... ok."
"But- " Celestia continued
"I have given it some thought, and now, you get to spend the rest of the day with your daughter. Maybe we'll have the tree ready for when you come back."
"How do you mean that?"
"See for yourself."
She backed away from the center of the room and I finally saw it. There she was, on the bed looking at me. There's one of three questions that rushed in my mind.
"I don't get it... does she still remember me?"
"Hi dad."
Dashie started smiling and she goes towards me and hugged me tight. I could feel her relief of breath as she closed in. I hugged her back and Celestia smiles and then says,
"You tell me."
Celestia then told me,
"She has just told me everything about you. I must say, you're more than welcome to visit us through the tree forest."
"What does that mean?" I ask.
"I will show you later." Celestia closed. "Well, don't you have a race to be at?"
"How did you know that?"
Dashie spoke up, "We found the ticket, dad."
"Oh..."
"The delivery person was terrified when he saw us. Is that normal?" Celestia began.
"He saw you?"
Celestia nodded.
"That's not good for me. Well, you'll be back in Equestria anyway, right?"
Celestia nodded again.
"Alright! Lets go to the Indy 500." I say to get us hyped up.
"Yea!! " Dashie shouted as one last remark.
Not the end yet...