//------------------------------// // Chapter 2ish // Story: Greyscale // by Zoom zoom //------------------------------// “So,” you say after Rainbow Dash still does not stop laughing on the ground. It couldn’t be that funny that she got you with a simple joy buzzer. Still you swallowed your tongue and asked, “Are you sure you’re the weather manager? To be honest I sort of expected somepony a bit more professional than this when it came to interviews.” To that she gave a sly smile and started to calm down, “how do you know this isn’t part of the interview? I mean the position is basically for my personal gofer, so if I can’t get along with you than that defeats the entire reason I would hire you right?” She did have a point. Though this was the first time you had heard the position being explained in such terms. You shut up about this inquiry and snapped to attention with a loud, “Yes Ma’am.” You were not exactly a well oiled machine with this movement, but you naturally had a high alert mentality in the first place. “Bah,” she spat sitting up, “No need to be so formal around me. You can just call me Dash, Rainbow takes too long sometimes and I get enough of hearing my friends just say Rainbow every time they have to be serious with me.” She made a few muttering sounds about somepony in a mocking tone for a moments as she got to her hooves. “Very well,” you replied trying to sound as formal as possible anyway. Then with the idea that if you were going to bother with the entire “gofer” thing you may as well put on something that would make her regret it. So, you threw in a bit of a Trottingham accent, “What shall I do to prove I’m a capable worker for you miss Dash?” Rainbow groaned at your horrible accent and simply replied. “Okay fine use Rainbow then.” She visibly bighted up after this saying, “Now if you follow me I do have a flying exercise I figure will do as a test of sorts.” “Flying exercise?” you double checked. She nodded slowly, puzzled likely why you wouldn’t expect a flight test for your job interview. At the same time the news sunk in however, you couldn’t help but bounce a bit before opening your wings and allowing what they held to tumble out in your excitement. Rainbow stared at the two items before gazing back up at you. “What the heck is in the bottle?” she asked starting at one item. “Pain medication,” you replied picking up the eyepatch and making sure there wasn’t any dirt before taking off your sunglasses. Rainbow gasped and you quickly shut your eyes when you suddenly remembered she was there. The idea of flying without somepony questioning if you even could with one eye allowing you to completely forget Rainbow didn’t even know you had a condition let alone what it was. You heard the sound of glass skidding across the floor and slowly opened your right eye. Rainbow held the bottle of pain medication in her hooves and was reading the instructions. “This is some pretty strong stuff,” she commented. “I get this whenever I break my wing for the first few hours at the hospital, and you have all you could want of it?” She was right to be concerned. The pills were not that regular for you but they also were known to make a pony unable to access normal biological abilities while under it. No bathroom use and slower motor skills was one thing. But it also made flying nearly impossible and a unicorn’s magic unusable once ingested. You could tell this was going to get you marks off being allowed to work as a flyer if you didn’t correct this quick. “Oh I’d never take them before work Miss Dash,” you quickly explained trying to grab the bottle. Rainbow gave you a stern look that delivered her message completely: “You’d better not.” “I told you just to call me Rainbow. That aside Is it for that?” she inquired motioning to your eye. You nodded trying to keep your eye shut. But as it did when you didn’t where your glasses or the patch it slowly cracked open and the swirl of every color of you could ever remember struck you. Was that how Rainbow Dash got her name, or was that mane dyed? “What happened,” she asked curiously. You could see the colors move around and felt a bit of the short mane brush the eyelid as you refocused and shut your eye. You immediately heard the shuffling of hooves and your employer freaking out a bit. “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me it was just so…” “Eye catching,” you finished opening your other eye to try and get the patch strap around your head. The damage to your left eye kept it from staying closed when you were not focusing on it so when it came to flying you pretty much had to wear the thing. The hardest part was away securing it since there was a third strap that had to keep it in place for flying and hooves were not exactly the best ways to work with the back of your head. “Let me help,” offered Rainbow flying behind you. It didn’t take long at all for you to feel the snap of the third strap pulling tight. There wasn’t much said after that. You were glad that at least your employer wasn’t about to ask you more about something you were uncomfortable with. “All set then, on to business.” A smirk crawled over her face as you made another failed attempt at getting back your bottle. “I think you just gave me an idea.” Slowly she rose of the ground and balanced the bottle on her hooves as she spoke. “I think I’ll change the test to something a bit more my style. I WAS going to just have you try to beat the clock at cloud kicking. But then I’d only watch you be slower than me. How about you’re in if you can get back your little bottle. Sound fair?” It really didn’t sound fair at all, but you were no lightweight when it came to flying and you had a few moves of your own even if she was somehow right about being the fastest in Equestria. So long as she wasn’t as fast as Lightning Dust you’d get her eventually. “You’re on,” you say cocking a grin.