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// How Many Fingers am I Holding Up? 
// Story: Shadow Dash 
// by lordcurly972 
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"So you really don't remember anything, and you're sure you didn't see anything that happened to the factory, or anypony that might have done it?" Twilight asked accusingly.

"Nope, I can't even remember waking up this morning, let alone what happened to the factory," I responded.

"Wow, that serious huh?" she said, raising an eyebrow, "You must have taken quite a knock to the head."

She got up from her chair and walked over to me, she began pressing her hoof in various spots of my head and asking me if it hurt when she applied pressure. She then moved her hoof to the center of my head, "Does this hurt?" she asked while mashing down. I flinched in pain. It felt as if she put my head in a vice grip.

"You've got quite a knot there," she said, vanishing into the bathroom, "It will probably take three or four days for you to gain your full memory back, until then I'll wrap this ice pack to your crest to get the swelling to go down."

She placed the ice pack down, causing me to cringe again; I really hoped my head wouldn't be this sore for much longer.



"Did any other pony come back from the factory?" I asked, hoping she would say yes.

"No, in fact..."

"What!" I cut her sentence short, "Then we have to go find them!"

"Rainbow Dash calm down," she said, putting her hoof on my shoulder.

"Calm down!" I exclaimed, throwing her hoof off my shoulder, "How could you expect me to calm down when somepony could be seriously injured." I didn't understand why Twilight was being so passive about this, we needed to go help them.

"Look, Rainbow," she began, "the reason no pony came back is because no pony but you was there today, its Sunday."

Suddenly, a memory rushed back to me and hit me like a ton of bricks. I remembered why I was there. I was going to there to check in on Derpy, she had just been promoted to color screening no more than a few days ago and I wanted to see how she was getting along. But, when I arrived at the factory I remembered it was Sunday, and no pony would be there. I was just about to fly home when I noticed a fire coming from one of the smoke stacks. I was just about to fly over and investigate when the factory suddenly exploded. The force of the blast must have been so strong that it knocked me out and gave me amnesia.

"Twilight, I just remembered something!" I shouted, startling her a bit.

"What, what is it?" she asked, leaning forwards as if she expected me to whisper.

"I remembered why I was at the factory," I exclaimed.


After I told Twilight what I remembered, we sat in silence for a good five minutes. She had just been sitting there rubbing her chin with her hoof, I was becoming very anxious.

"Hmmmm," she finally responded.

"What, what is it?" I asked, now I was leaning forwards.

"Oh, nothing, it just seems that your memory can be jogged with key words," she said," Is there anything else you could tell me?"

That's when I remembered the goo; I can't believe I forgot to tell her about that. I told her all about it, how I woke up outside the factory with it covering me, how it began to burn me after awhile and how easily it washed even though no matter how hard I tried earlier, it just wouldn't come off.

Yet again we sat in silence while she rubbed her chin with her hoof.

Man, I hate trying to talk with eggheads, it's like everything is just so puzzling to them.

"So you say you washed it all off?" she finally responded standing up from her chair again.

"What of it?" I asked, as she began to pace about the room.

"Well, I could have taken a sample to find out what it was exactly, but I guess I'll just have to look for it in my books," she said walking over to the bookcases, she grabbed a book off the shelf, "starting with Jell-o and Other Slimy Substances."

She sat down and began to read, I knew I had lost her. Once she began to read, no pony could break her concentration, even if the world was on fire.

"So... I guess keep me in the loop if you find anything out," I said, opening the door to step out.

"Uh, huh," she responded not removing her eyes from the page she was reading.

She probably didn't hear a word I said, but if I know Twilight, she will probably be itching to tell anypony anything new she learned, so I'll probably find out soon enough anyways.

As I walked out the door, I felt a little strange. I felt, gloomy. But it was a beautiful day outside. Not a cloud in the sky, birds chirping, little fillies playing in the street. The air was just full of the sounds of laughter and other ponies having a good time, yet I felt exhausted and a little depressed. I shrugged it off, maybe I was just tired after spending so much time at Twilight's, eggheads can truly bore you to the brink of depression.