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// My silent tears 
// Story: A sequel to My Little Dashie 
// by Lonepone 
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"I'm sorry, Mr. Dash, but it has to be this way" she stops and thinks for a few moments. "However, there is no reason why you can't"- A tear slides down her cheek -"Say"- another one follows it- "good bye. I'm so sorry. For what has to be done" a third tear appears.

"It doesn't have to be this way. We can find a way. What about the magic of friendship? The elements of harmony? Something?" I ask, desperate for a way to save my daughter.

Luna speaks up "Sister, I think he may have a point"

"No. There is no other way. You see, when she went to your world, how you raised her subtly changed her personality. She can no longer wield her respective element of harmony. And she's no longer true friends with the other five. She has no other true friends. The only one she trusts is you, Mr. Dash. Except for maybe... No" she has to stop talking to regain her composure. "I can wake her up so you can say good bye. That's the most I can do" she turns to look at my daughter. She shoots a magic beam at her, and she wakes up.

The first word out of her mouth is "Daddy?"

"I'm right here. Come here" she walks over to me.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" A hint of panic creeps into her voice. "Dad, I'm scared"

"So am I dashie, so am I" 

Vinyl walks up to me, puts a hoof on my shoulder, and says "I'll tell her"

I cover her hoof with mine "No, she's my daughter. We'll do it together"

Vinyl removes her hoof from my shoulder, and encloses one of Dash's in two of her own. "I'm Vinyl. I'm a friend of your dads"

"I already know why she's trying to..." She hesitates to find a way to say it. In the end, she decides to be blunt about it. "Kill me. It's okay. I'm ready"

All the words I have prepared fall to the ground. I stammer before I manage to say four words. "I love you, dash" I think before I add on to it. "Whatever happens, remember that I love you" my voice cracks. The tears I've been holding in slip out no matter how hard I clench my eyes shut."

Rainbow Dash grips me in the tightest hug I can remember her giving me. "I'm scared dad"

I hug her back. "So am I. But I know you'll make the right choice. Not just the choice that is right for you, but the choice that is right for everyone"

Whooves looks up at her. "I'm sorry I never got the chance to meet you. My name is Doctor Whooves. Just remember that through this, you'll get a type of immortality I could only dream of. You shall always be remembered as the mare that gave her life so all of equestria could live"

Dashie lets go of me as she thinks on what he said. The thought seems to have given her strength. "Thank you, Whooves. I'll remember that"

Octavia walks up from behind me, and whispers her name to Dash. "I'm so sorry we had to meet like this. I'm Octavia" and with that, she gives Dash a hug, holds it for a few moments then sits back down.

Celestia speaks up. "Are you ready, Rainbow Dash?"

"As much as I'll ever be" my daughter looks back at me. "Stay strong, daddy" 

"I'll make a statue of you in ponyville to remember what you gave so the rest of us could live" Celestia says.

"Just make sure it's about 20% cooler then all the others, alright?"

"Okay, I'm going to put you to sleep now"

"Wait, I want to hug dad one last time. Put me under then" She walks over to me, and collapses into my embrace. I can feel her light frame shake as she cries. "I'll see you again in the next life" she chokes out.

I nod at Celestia. She shoots another magic beam at her, and I feel my daughter collapse as she falls asleep. 
"You can leave. You don't have to watch"

Everyone goes to leave except me. "I have to watch. She's my daughter, and I have to watch her go"

Octavia speaks up "Are you sure?"

Luna protects my choice. "He has every right to stay. It's his daughter

I hear three sets of hooves walk out of the room.

Vinyl walks up next to me. Without thinking, we embrace, me looking on to what's about to happen, while she looks to the door, giving me support.

I close my eyes, and try to block out the noises of my one and only child's body being ground into mush. I open my eyes, to see the last few bloody peices getting ground up. I shall carry that sight to me grave.
"Lets go home" Vinyl says. The back of her mane is wet from my silent tears. The tears that I'll shed until I meet her in whatever follows this.