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// Day 4: All her Friends and Applejack 
// Story: Rain 
// by Commando-Scarecrow 
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"I can't believe you beat up that guy over a pair of sunglasses," I said as we walked through the door to my motel room. I just got back from a department store and had gotten into a scrap over a pair of cool looking sunglasses that Rain said that she saw first. Someone else, of course, took exception to that.
She only gave herself a wry and egocentric grin as she followed me. "I can't believe that you took out that other guy that was twice your size with one punch." Hells yes, I did. A big guy tried to go after her, but I showed him
She took a seat in my chair and began to stretch. Meanwhile, I was digging into my mini-fridge. "Hey, anyone that's gonna mess with my girl is gonna get a taste of Miles Wilhelm!" I took out two Budweiser beers, placing one of them on my burning right cheek. It was still beat red and bruising from that big guy punching it.
She took on an almost ear to ear grin. "So I'm your girl now, huh?" I handed her one of the beers.
"Sure. Remember the romantic sunset last night? I was there. So were you. Good times?" I cracked open my drink and she did the same.
"The best!" We clanked our bottles together and began to the illicit beverages up to our faces and was about to drink the sweet lager.
"By the way," I asked just before her lips met the top of the bottle. I probably should have asked this before I gave her alcohol. "Exactly how old are you, anyway?"
"What?" She lowered the king of beers for a second.
"Well," I began to explain the situation to her. She was here for four days and I still didn't know much about her other than was demonstrated from the show. Maybe it was because she was so much more fascinated with a world that was new to her than her own. "The show never really said how old you and your friends were."
"I'm 20," she said lifting the bottle once again to her mouth. "Why does it matt- hey!"
I grabbed her beer. "Because you're under age and not old enough to drink... is why it matters."
She got off my chair and made reaches for the drink. "Give it!"
"Ha! No!" I smiled as I used my two inches on her to my advantage, keeping the opened Budweiser away from her at all costs.
"I said give it!" She reached higher and higher until she fell over... on me... on my bed... with my legs apart... yeah.
With a beer in each arm and my arms spread totally apart, we both stared at each, the breathing heavy on each others faces and both of our hearts beating faster and faster. Our eyes were almost totally parallel, violet to stormy blue, and her hands on my chest. Both of us were afraid to make a move away or towards the other.
"Um..." I said stupidly. I honestly was not sure how to go from here. That's when God must have taken mercy on me. We both heard the door knock a few times, breaking the several types of tension that filled the air, little as it was between the two of us. "I'd better get that!"
"And I'll, um..." She quickly got up, apparently just as nervous as I was. "I'll just go take a shower, then!"
"Yeah..." I got up and watched her enter the bathroom. The knocking seemed to get louder and louder, but I wanted to wait until Rain was in the shower good before I opened the door. That’s when I heard some familiar voices. "Wait a sec..." I opened the door to my room and, lo and behold, I laid witness to the impossible for the second time this week.
Before me stood five girls, all between the ages of 17 and 21. In the front was a girl that looked of about average height in a school girl outfit. She had purple eyes and brown hair with a proud expression on her face. To her left was a blonde girl with green eyes in flannel shirt and jeans and a cowboy hat. To her far left was a small and meek looking blonde in yellow shorts and a pink hoodie with blue eyes. To her right, there was rather upscale looking young woman in a white and silver shirt, expensive looking jeans, and to many accessories with raven black hair and royal blue eyes. And to her far right was a happy looking red, almost pink, haired girl with blue eyes, a pink shirt with balloons on it and relaxed fit jeans. I knew immediately who they were. "Greetings, Sir!" The girl in the school outfit greeted with almost infectious arrogance. "My name is-"
"Twilight Sparkle of Canterlot, number one student to Princess Celestia of Equestria," she had a shocked expression on her face, no doubt wondering how I knew who she was. I gave myself a mental grin. "With you are Rarity, Fluttershy, Applajack, and Pinkie Pie." I extended my right hand to shake. "It's a pleasure."
The young woman accepted my hand shake then proceeded to ask how. "How do you know-"
I opened my door all the way. "I'm Miles. Come inside and I'll explain everything." I took a deep breath. "We have a lot to discuss."
And so I explained how Rain supposedly got here, from Thunder Clapper's gauntlet to finding her on the side of the road. I even told them about the television show. They all liked the idea except for Applejack. Meh. I more or less saw that coming. AJ always did prefer her privacy. "That's what we saw on our end, too." The former unicorn said.
"What I'd like to know is why you guys showed up fully dressed and Rain-"
"Rain?" Rarity asked. "She allows you to call her 'Rain'?"
I sighed. "I found Rain unconscious on the side of the road and naked. I asked her name and Rain was all I heard at first, so I just stuck with that."
"And that didn't bother her?"
I shrugged while the fashion designer took on an all knowing grin. "She didn't speak out against it."
"Did you..." Applejack started now, looking like she was worried for her. "Did you touch her at all?" She seemed almost angry when she asked that, no doubt worried for her best friend.
"Please," her asking that actually pissed me off. "I'm better than that." Then I turned back to Twilight. "So how come you guys showed up dressed while Rain showed up... not dressed?"
"I used my magic!" Of course. A wizard did it. "I saw how clothes seemed to be a custom here, so I had Rarity use magic to make some outfits for us while in the vortex that brought us here and as we transformed into... humans?" I nodded, which made her happy. Twilight Sparkle always did take pleasure in knowing she was right.
"But if Fluttershy and Rain didn't get wings, how come you can use magic?" Seemed like a good question.
Twilight levitated the television remote to her glowing hands. "It's probably because a unicorns magic runs through the whole body but is channeled through the horn. But the ability to fly comes directly from the wings of a pegasus." Made sense. "You know why we're here?"
I nodded. As much as I knew it would come, it still didn't make it easy. "You're here to take Rainbow Dash back to Equestria?" I looked to the side bitterly, basically ruining any illusion I had of being alright with it.
"That's right." Then she took a closer look at me. "Miles... did you fall for-"
Then Rarity popped up with her enthusiastic accent. "How romantic! A love that spans different plains of reality." The blood began to rush to my face faster than AJ to a rodeo... that simile was an accident. Swear to God.
"Rarity," Applejack berated her friend. "You're confusing real life for a fairy tale by mistake again."
"Actually," I cut in to try and kill the tension. "I'd venture to say that she was totally in the right, given the context."
"Miles," Twilight started again. "You must have known that we'd come looking for her. You must have known-"
"Well maybe I did know and just didn't expect it to happen anyway!" They were all shocked by my outburst. "I'm sorry. That was mean of me." They all looked at me with pity, which I hated. But Rarity seemed to look at me with something more. Compassion maybe? "Would anyone like a drink?"
"No, we're fine. Miles-"
"Guys!" Then there stood Rain, fresh out of the shower in her clothes and her hair still wet. They all got in a six person group hug.
"Oh my gosh Rainbow Dash! We were so worried when we didn't see you after you were struck by lightning and disappeared." Pinkie Pie's words seemed to blend into one, intelligible string of incoherent and impossible to understand gibberish. "We were all worried that we wouldn't see you again and that you'd been blown to smithereens, but then Twilight was all like, "No, she'll be fine. We just need to find out where she is and bring her back." And here you are and here we are hehehehehe!" Yep. That was the same Pinkie Pie from the show.
Rain smiled more warmly than she ever had while she was here. With good reason, I'd imagine. It's not every day your friends cross space and time to find you in the motel room of some guy that finds you on the side of the road. Meanwhile, I just stood sat there. Watching all the tender love I could take, I tried to look away but couldn't. That's when Rain surprised me yet again.
"Guys," she sat down next to me and grabbed a hold of my hand. "This guy is Miles. He saved me from the side of the road and helped me out." All of her friends were shocked, but seemed to hold me in higher regard after she did that. Maybe it was since Rain's trust was hard to come by, or maybe it was for some other reason. "He's a pretty cool guy." That part made me smile.
"Well, anypony that Rainbow Dash likes is alright in my book!" AJ said in her southern drawl. Her mood seemed to suddenly lighten up, which put me at ease. The only pony in Equestria tougher than Rain WAS AJ, after all.
That's when I finally asked. "So when were you all leaving?" The room filled with an awkward and unyielding silence. Apparently, upon learning about me and Rain, nopony wanted to answer. "Well?" Rain looked down, unwilling to talk after that. Bluntness always was my specialty, after all.
"We were going to leave as soon as possi-" Twilight started before Rarity cut her off.
"But I suppose that we can give them one more night to say their goodbyes to one another." Twilight shot Rarity a dirty look when Rarity responded with a pleading one. "What would it hurt?"
Twilight Sparkle only sighed as a response, while the others seemed to almost beg her to let it happen. Even Applejack. In that instant, I took back everything I'd ever thought about her being my least favorite of the Mane Six. "I suppose one night in this world wouldn't kill us." Then I saw Rain's expression pick up and, without my knowledge, so did mine.
"Are you guys sure? Isn't there some kind of space/time fabric that could get messed up?" Not that I minded, but I'd read enough, and by that I mean not much at all, science fiction to know something like this might break physics.
"Haha!" Twilight laughed at me, to my irritation. "That's funny! Space/time fabric!"
"There are some stores that I could take you guys too," I suggested to them, even knowing they couldn't buy anything. "You can't buy anything, but at least Rarity might be able to get some ideas from them."
"Hmm... You know, a nice winter line could help my business!" Glad to see that she liked the idea.
"Well, we don't really need you for that, Miles," Always nice to hear. Twilight Sparkle was one of my favorite ponies, always has been, but I sometimes wondered "Does she know how she sometimes come off to others?". "I know a directional spell!" She pointed into the air rather extravagantly.
"Well what are we waiting for, Twilight!?" Rarity almost sang. Apparently the prospect of other worldly fashions seemed too good of an idea not to go check out. "It is so on!" And so they left the room, no doubt searching for a safe place to teleport. I only wished that I'd had the time to thank Rarity for letting me have Rain for one last night.

I closed the door behind them and poured all the beer from earlier down the sink. Alcohol would only our last night together. Rain had a rather somber look on her face. Almost exactly like mine. We BOTH knew that this was our last night together. "So what do you want to do, Rain?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well," I started out. Rainbow Dash, though not as smart as Twilight or Applejack, always had some sense of direction. She always knew her next move. "Did you want to go to the movies? Or go out to dinner? I still have some money left."
She was trying not to look torn up as hell. I know because I was doing the same. Damn. Thing. "Come to think of it, where did all that money come from anyway? And why haven't I seen you go to work once this week?"
"It was the first day of my vacation when I found you. I was going to take a trip the next day, but then you showed up. The money I'd been spending with you was the money I'd saved for that trip over the last few months." I didn't want to tell her that because she would feel guilty. I then took my old seat next to her.
I don't know if she her pride was hurt or whether or not it was something else. It seemed almost as if joy and sadness fought a war over her face and what would show more. "You didn't have to help me, you know. You could have just ignored me and drove on. You would have never had to see this end."
I turned to look her in the eyes. "I know." Then she faced me with her beautiful violet eyes. "But I wanted too. And besides, why would anyone want to turn their back on this? It was the best time I'd ever had, even knowing your friends would find you."
"Miles." She tried to stop me from talking, maybe to insert her own point, but that point never came.
"I helped you because, after all you and your friends taught me, I couldn't NOT help you," I took her hands in my own. "You and the others made me, are making me, into the man I WANT to be, not the ma-"
Neither of us ever got to hear the end of that sentence, because then she kissed me. Long and deep and passionately. "You talk too much." She went back to kissing and I responded in kind, moving her still wet and crimson hair out of the way and slowly moving my own kisses down the side of her neck, finding at last that her cutie mark had been next to her shoulder and bellow the base of the neck. She must have liked it because she allowed it more and more. Soon, it became more and more ferocious as we began to remove our clothing, revealing that I had been wrong about her body. It wasn't in the form of an Olympian, but of a Goddess. As she rubbed my pale muscles and as my hands traced her lightly bronzed skin, we looked into each others eyes one last time, and then we realized something. We both knew this would only make the hurt worse. And we both knew that this would only deepen the wounds later on when she left, but neither of us really cared about that. Essentially, we were saying "Screw the hurt". And so we did.