//------------------------------// // A happy mare, for a moment WARNING: slight gore for a minimal time in this chapter // Story: My little dream girl // by Slick Dash //------------------------------// I stood in the doorway to my room looking in at the strangest sight I had seen since first meeting a unicorn. The purple mare was bouncing up and down in a circle, her eyes closed and her smile wide. She was quietly humming something, I craned my neck to here without moving my feet –not wanting to disturb her- tilting my ear as close as I could. It wasn’t much of a song but more like a little chant. “He’s safe! He’s fine! His smile’s so benign! He’s friends with my dragon and he smells so devi”- the unicorn stopped dead in her tracks as she opened her eyes to see me watching. “I uhhhh, didn’t hear you a Spike stop playing...” she mumbled as her cheeks went a bright pink noticeable even in the darkness of night and the storm. My light wasn’t turned on, I reached over to the switch and flicked it up. The harsh light made Twilight flinch slightly before she adjusted to it. I smiled at her, as I walked over towards my bed and ruffled her mane as I passed her. Finally slumped into the deep folds of the mattress and smiled. Tilting my head towards the on looking Twilight so we could still see each other’s faces I said very calmly. “You know, the only reason I’m “safe” and “fine” is because of you shouting down Spike for me. I’d probably be dying of frostbite by now if not for you.” The unicorn smiled at my comment, but then she frowned, “But it was your idea! And if it wasn’t for me being so slow you could have been fine quicker!” she looked crestfallen, and at that I sat up and swung my legs over the side of my bed so I looked at her head on. “I wasn’t even able to speak, let alone shout awake a sleeping dragon, and anyway!” I clapped and smiled, slightly startling the sad magenta pony, I flung my arms out wide to emphasise my happiness. “Who cares how quick it happened?! I’m fine now and that’s all that matters!” The pony nodded and smiled in agreement with me, and then her blush returned. She tried to start her sentence but it was obviously difficult –impossibly- for the pony to articulate how to begin. “Well, you know...” She began, “You know that’s why I was just dancing around just now right? It wasn’t anything else but me being glad my lack of thought didn’t end up harming you, no other reason than that.” She looked at me, and at that I smiled at her, which she returned with a radiant beam as I said, “Well of course, what else would you be dancing around for?” I needed to cheer her up slightly, so I continued with “After all, with this beautiful face gone, who would you have to stare at all day?” I winked at her. At that moment she scowled at me, almost the same way rainbow had after our race. “Stare at you?! I don’t see you most days because you’re out trying to get a job or actually doing one! So I don’t really think I’m able to stare at you ALL DAY!” and with that she turned and walked out of the room, slamming the door shut with her bright purple magic. I sat there for a moment, staring at the slab of wood that separated the two of us, dumbfounded. With what seemed like my 100th sigh of the week, I twirled myself around so I lay back on my bed. “Chicks!” I grunted, and for a moment, I swore I could hear a faint voice outside the door “Boys!” And with that I drifted into a troubled sleep, filled with cider barrels, lightning, dragon fire, dancing ponies and...rainbows. Unbeknownst to me Twilight then went up to her room, fell onto her bed and looked up into the ceiling, a thousand thoughts rushing through her head. All about me I regret to say. She laid there for hours, never dozing off or feeling drowsy. She simply lay there trying to understand what this feeling was? Why had she become so angry at an obvious joke? Was it jealousy that AJ had spent so much time with him today? No, she wouldn’t have been doing the same work as him anyway. She was sure she had the jealousy part right however. As she racked her brains to understand these emotions, it hit her. My reaction to Rainbow not seeming to like me. Twilight sat and thought hard, she wondered if she suddenly stopped acting as if she liked me, would I give her the same reaction. Coming home in the middle of a storm, nearly killing myself in the process. Would I be this distraught if it was her? She secretly hoped so. She still looked up at the dark ceiling, listening to the rain fall on the window outside. To the distant rumble of thunder, it made her think of her friend the weather pony. Why wasn’t she doing her job? Keeping the skies clear was after all what she was supposed to do in ponyville. She could have prevented the storm easily before it had even begun to rain. So...what had stopped her? Had she been distracted? And if so, what? She turned in her bed and hung her head off of the side of the mattress, looking down at her rooms floor which was immediately above my ground floor guest room she corrected herself in her mind “And if so, who?” Downstairs my dream was taking a turn for the worse! I was sat in the library all alone, freezing alive. I try to call out but my lungs feel as though they are filled with ice. I drag myself to my feet and move to my room, I look in to see Twilight staring straight at me, still scowling! “Stare at you do I?!” she screamed at me madly. As she began to approach me. A knife almost seemed to materialize in her mouth. “Well, why don’t we fix it so I don’t stare at all!” at that she dropped the knife into her hooves and angled it towards her face. She then dived on top of it, laughing insanely while she did. The knife entered her eye’s fluid and sent it spewing to the floor! Still laughing she looked up at me with her only eye she had left. “Well no more staring for me!” as she dived onto the knife for a second time I close my eyes in horror. Nothing. The scream of an engine roars into my ears, I open my clenched eyes to find myself behind the wheel of my car. I’m driving at a furious speed through the town of ponyville, I look to my right and I see Rainbow there yet again. She smiles at me and gives me that same cheeky wink. Remembering what happened last time I look up sooner, ready to take the corner properly. But there was no corner. There was no turn, just a wall. I smash into the sheet of brick head on. In a dazed half dead state I look up through the windshield, I’m in the forest, ploughed into the side of the same tree as before. I get out of the car shakily. And a strange sight catches my eye. In the centre of the clearing stands spike, with Rainbow Dash to his left, and a blindfolded Twilight to his right. The fabric is white, but red circles were expanding from above where her eyes should be. The two mares begin to laugh as the little dragon takes a deep breath, I scream! Knowing exactly what is about to happen. A giant plume of green flame explodes from the dragon’s mouth, engulfing me into its almost liquid like depths. I awoke suddenly, I bolted out of my bed tangling my feet in the cover’s and ultimately ending up on the floor of my room in a heap. At that point while I was sprawled on the floor I realised that I was still screaming but as soon as I noticed, my voice began to die down. I was soaked in sweat, I felt hot, and yet my body was riddled with shiver’s and Goosebumps. Twilight was correct yet again, I had caught a cold. And a nasty one at that! I thought back to my dream, the images fast fading from my mind but the general story was still vivid. I’d never had a fever that altered my mind so much in my sleep. I took a deep breath, the sound reminded me of the dream Spike preparing to roast me alive, and I flinched almost expecting the fire to engulf me once more. I heard hurried hoof steps behind the door, but my strength had left me. I couldn’t bring myself to sit back up or even speak, I simply lay there panting. My vision began to blur, colours mixed with each other smearing the room into one long smudge of mixed paint on a canvas. Light suddenly landed on me as I heard –almost as if a mile away- the door to my room open, and a startled gasp as Twilight looked at me. A fuzzy outline of a purple mane’d head swam in and out of my focus. Her voice sounded muffled... as I..... Slowly...........passed................out...................... Thank you all for following this story!