All I remember is the gist of the thing, but no details. Hey, you wouldn't remember either if you had just done a sonic rainboom but hadn't pulled out of it in time. My head slammed into the ground with a bone jarring thud, and I blacked out.
Ok, this will require some explaining. Hi, I'm Rainbow Dash, but you can't call me Dashie. I will smash your head into a table, making you lose a hundred brain cells in a violent face table if you do. Don't tell anyone but I love Daring Do books, if you tell, it'll be almost as bad as if you call me Dashie. So maybe you get that there are a lot of things you need to be careful of around me. I'm like a minefield. But anyways, il get in with the story.
Scootaloo is a weak flyer. Let me explain. Scootaloo is reckless, brave, and pretty much exactly how I was when i was a filly. But I didn't admire myself so much. I'm like her idol. I'm not even being arrogant. But she came to me so I could help her. She wanted to see me doing a sonic rainboom. So I did. But of course I ended up in the hospital.
My eyes slowly blinked open, and my head felt like Applejack was bucking a zap apple tree right onto my head. I winced and rubbed my head, but I felt something different. A cast! I jolted up quickly. My doctor gently pushed me back down.
"You crashed into the ground at 1000 miles per hour. You can't argue that you don't need rest. You do, believe me." She whispered. But even that made my head pound. I could barely speak without unbearable aching. Then, an odd feeling to hit me right at that moment, I was hungry. I rubbed my tummy, and the doctor quietly spoke tow nurse who trotted out. She knew the speaking hurt my ears, so she wrote something down on a clipboard and placed it as softly as possible in my lap. I suddenly realized my whole body was tender and injured. Even my eyes hurt. But I read that I would need to use a wheelchair for a few months until my body healed. I had a major concussion that had been reduced as much as it could, but I could no longer fly for two months. TWO MONTHS?!? I would've screamed, but everything hurt. I needed to calm down. I realized I was hyperventilating. I stopped. I closed my eyes and thought about how I should be glad I was ok. I should be glad of what I had. Friends who loved me, wings, rainbow colored hair. I thanked life, and decided I would push through. I opened my eyes to a tray of hospital cafeteria food. I stuffed some carrots into my mouth, then enjoyed the hay salad. I finished it off with a scrumdiddlyicious cupcake. " Cupcakes?" I thought. " No hospital has cupcakes. Unless..." Pinkie Pie burst through the doors, hopping all the way towards me. I groaned. The last thing I needed to help me with a head ache was Pinkie! She was always overexcited and hyper. Usually, I could handle her. But now? After I just got a huge concussion and my head felt like it was about to blow up? No way, no how. She bounced beside me, silent. I let out a tiny smile that hurt me badly. She spoke as quietly as possible,
"When are they letting you out of this joint?" I shrugged painfully. She spoke to the doctor, and then bounced away. My jaw dropped. Had she just managed not to be crazy for full TEN MINUTES? What had happened while I was unconscious?
I couldn't go home. My home was in Cloudsdale, and I couldn't fly up there. Not that no one volunteered to take me. We just couldn't take the risk of me falling off. So I was staying at Twilights. I veered the joystick through the doorway, and the door closed. It was pitch black. I thought they were prancing me when the light went on and they yelled as quietly as possible, ( probably copying Fluttershy,)
"SURPRISE."
Fluttershy spoke quietly,
"Yay."
I smiled as I saw Pinkie Pie speaking softly just for me, but keeping her dramatics. Her mind boggling attitude made me feel dizzy and confused, so I wheeled away. I bumped into Twilight, who fell in my lap. She looked up at my suppressed smile and raised eyebrow and hurriedly got up, dusting herself off.
"How are you feeling Rainbow Dash?" She asked awkwardly. I brushed off the incident and told her of the hospital food, and Pinkie's daily cupcake.
"Everyday was a new flavour. One day I could've sworn it was pickle-" I was interrupted by Big Mac coming over and nudging a Pinkie Cupcake into my hand. I took a tentative bite, almost jumped out of my chair, and spewed out crumbs. Twilight used her horn to wipe herself off, while disposing of my cupcake. I looked wistfully at it.
"I was just shocked. It was actually good." I said sadly, mourning the cupcake. Twilight brought me another one and one for herself. I took a gigantic bite, swallowing it whole. Twilight watched, then took a bite. She spit the crumbs on me, and I used a napkin to wipe myself and throw hers out in the garbage. She gave me a sarcastic smile ( I didn't think she knew about sarcasm) and got herself another one. Suddenly,
"Cupcakes aren't for throwing out, they're for eating silly!" Pinkie whispered, jumping away. Twilight and I burst out laughing.
"I never knew pink lemonade cupcake could be so good." I said, washing it down with a glass of pink lemonade.
"Well, Pinkie can do anything." Twilight said, watching as Pinkie jumped down onto Rarity's head from the ceiling. Rarity shrieked and started staggering around the room, Pinkie whispering,
"Yeeha! Giddy up horsy, giddy up!" Oh Pinkie.
Applejack bucked Pinkie right off, sending her flying. Rarity fixed her hair, then sauntered off as if nothing had happened.
"She could've said thanks." Applejack grumbled as she bumped into me, this time flying over my head and into the punch bowl. She sat dazed, when Pinkies head emerged under Applejack, carrying her out of the punch bowl.
"This is all so confusing. It's making my head hurt. I'm going to sleep." I said. I came to a problem right away. The stairs. But Twilight used her horn to take me up the stairs.
"Thanks!" I called down as I veered myself into my room. Twilight followed me and magicked me into my bed.
"Good night!" I said as she headed back down to enjoy the party.
The last thing I thought was
"Oh yeah, I'm living the good life."