"Rainbow Dash?" You call while searching the house, "stop hiding, it's time for your lunch."
As you make your way up the stairs, a hoofstep on the ceiling tips you off. You quickly look up and come face-to-face with the rainbow maned pegasus standing on the ceiling and wearing the Wonderbolt costume you made her for her birthday. You're glad she likes it because you spent a whole week making it. Dash suddenly drops from the ceiling and onto your wide-eyed face. You stumble backwards for a moment before regaining your balance and pulling the silly filly off your face.
“Now then,” you say, “are you ready to eat?”
Rainbow immediately flies off away from you and to her bedroom, causing you to fall over when she leaves your grip. You stand back up and run after her.
“Dashie,” you say running down the hall, “come back.”
You swing the door open to be greeted by a cute sight. Rainbow Dash is poking her head out of a cardboard box with the words “Fort Dash” written in crayon, something you did for her.
You sigh and ask “Does this really have to be so difficult for both of us.”
Your reply is a foam building-block thrown at you from the fort. Which does absolutely nothing. You walk forward as the pegasus throws more and more blocks, each time more worried than the last. You eventually get to the box and pick her up.
“Now, now,” you say, “was that really necessary?” You make sure that you have enough sternness in your voice to get the point across.
Dash slowly shakes her head as you carry her downstairs and into the kitchen. You sit her down in her highchair and tie on her Wonderbolts bib. You then place food on her tray-table. As soon as you place the carrots on her tray, Rainbow tries to fly out of her chair, you have anticipated this so you grab her before her tail leaves the seat.
“No,” you firmly say as you put oatmeal on her tray.
Rainbow Dash turns her head up and away from you and the food.
“Come on Rainbow,” you say as you load some carrots onto a spoon, “you’re going to have to eat this eventually.”
No response.
“It’s not really that bad, you’ll probably like it if you try it.”
Still no response.
“Eat it,” You start to raise your voice, “just eat it!”
Rainbow just stays looking away in silence. You think that maybe you should change your approach.
“Your going to have to eat your vegetables if you ever want to make it onto the Wonderbolts.”
The moment the word leave your mouth, Dashie is sitting forward with a wide-eyed expression and her mouth open. She seems to be preparing for the torture she’s willing to take to fulfill her dream.
You bring the spoon to her mouth and she begins to chew. She seems to wince at the taste, but she’s not putting up any fuss. Well, that made it a whole lot better. You decide that you’ll try a different vegetable next time, but for now, you don’t have to worry about any debates, but you do worry about how much worse the debates will become when Rainbow learns to talk. The process of feeding takes about 2 minutes. When you’re done, you move on to the oatmeal. Rainbow points her small, blue hoof towards the spoon with an “I want it” look on her face. You hand her the spoon she holds it in her hoof and dips it into the oatmeal. She then lifts the spoon up, but instead of eating it, she flings the pasty spoon at you. It hits your cheek, it sticks there for a moment before you take it off. You feel that you’ve just about had enough. You can feel your frustration rising and eventually you flat-out yell.
“I’ve just about had enough of these battles young mare!” You yell, “Why do insist that you put up such a fight! You’re going to have to eat anyways!”
You inhale after finishing. You then get a glimpse of Rainbow Dash’s face. Rainbow looks up towards you with the sad look of a filly trying not to cry. Her mouth is trying not to frown, but you can tell she’s having trouble, her eyes are filled with tears that she tries to hold in. You suddenly realize what you just did.
“Oh my gosh, Rainbow,” you say, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you.”
Rainbow tries to settle herself down, you rub your fingers through her multicolored mane. She starts to calm down. She looks up at you and lets out a forced smile.
“Sorry Dashie,” you say.
You take the spoon and begin to feed her the oatmeal. Rainbow doesn’t like it that much, but she seems to be able to tolerate it. When she finishes the oatmeal. You grab a juice pouch from the dining room table and give it to her. Dash takes the straw and pokes at the pouch, she’s a little off with her aim and keeps missing and not getting the straw into it. Eventually she gives it back to you so that you can do it. She then happily slurps up the delicious juice. You wonder what it is about pegasi that makes them like juice in containers so much. After she sucks up the last few drops, you hand Rainbow a cookie. A huge smile appears on her face as she takes the treat and eats it in a couple seconds.
When everything is done. You lift Rainbow Dash out of her high-chair and place her on the floor. She then flies out the door, which reminds you that you should get the mail. You walk up to the front door and grab the assorted letters, but you something else in the piles, It’s a new issue of Rainbow’s favorite comic book, “Wonderbolt Adventures”. You call to Dash to tell her that the new issue is here. She flies up to you, ready to have it read to her.
“It’s no wonder you like The Wonderbolts so much,” you say with a smile, “trust me Dashie, you'll probably become one someday.”
She smiles back.