Rainbow Dash
Rainbow Dash rolled over, her normally soft bed of clouds seemed to be rather warm, lumpy, bumpy, and… full of a body?
Looking around in the dark room, she saw the figure under the covers move, groan out something, and reach over to a fixture near the bed: a lamp… which was quite odd, because she didn’t have a lamp by her bed.
Suddenly the room was flooded with light.
There before her sat a disturbing creature: it had hair that reminded her of a sponge, but only on the top of its head, the rest of it was bald skin with an off-beige coloring… it was pawing at something on the end-table next to the bed and came away with something that looked oddly like goggles or glasses before shoving them on its face.
“Ah, a pony!” It shouted, pointing a finger in her direction, which caused a startled shriek from Rainbow Dash — not that she’d ever admit it — followed shortly by a giant hug.
“I can’t believe it.” his voice cried, the joy plain as day, “My very own pony!”
“Um, hey…” Rainbow Dash tried to say something by the whole situation was so awkward, at least twenty percent more awkward than when she’d been nicknamed ‘Rainbow Crash’… the first time.
“Wh-what are you doing?” Rainbow Dash asked when she recovered from the shock. “Wh-who are you?”
“Oh, I’m Moss… Maurice Moss, but everybody calls me Moss… just Moss.” the creature, apparently named Moss nervously replied, still hugging her… then he stopped as his hands found appendages that weren’t normally on a pony: her wings.
“Wings… you’re a pegasus.” Moss said, in a tone of unbelief, as if pegasi were some sort of mythological creature suddenly come to life; his face blossomed into a bright smile, and he literally bounced as he declared “I have a pegasus-pony in my room! A pegasus.”
“Uh, yeah…” Rainbow Dash elegantly replied, “I am a pegasus-pony.”
“This is brilliant, just brilliant!” Moss shouted, “I’ve got to call Roy!”
Moss threw the covers aside ans scrambled to a dresser pulling something small off the top and, after a moment of waiting, talked into it… his face suddenly drooped and he looked rather sad as he put whatever it was back.
“Apparently Roy’s not feeling too well,” Moss said, his earlier exuberant joy completely gone replaced with a look of disappointment, “Seems he had the doctor make a house call…”
“Who’s Roy?” Rainbow Dash asked.
“He’s my best friend…” Moss said, shuffling his feet as he looked at the ground. He indicated the cyan pegasus, “I wanted to tell him about you.”
For some reason this made Rainbow Dash feel for the guy, as she was reminded, just a little, of her friend Fluttershy. It wasn’t much, but maybe just a similar awkwardness around ponies they don’t know, and a tendency to get excited about creatures they hadn’t seen before. Rainbow Dash thought quickly about what she could do to escape the uncomfortable feeling…
“Well, I am the coolest, most awesome pegasus in all of Equestria!” Rainbow Dash declared with as much pride as she could, hoping that the boasting would put things back to a place where she was comfortable.
“Obviously.” Moss replied, indicating the bright blue pegasus, “I mean you’re here talking to me in my room, how is that not awesome?”
Rainbow Dash was stunned for a second, she hadn’t expected him, a complete stranger, to accept the claim so readily. Well, maybe he was smarter than he looked… her train of thought was interrupted by her belly rumbling.
“Oh, are you hungry?” Moss asked. “I’ll ask my mum to make you something too.”
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Twenty minutes later Rainbow Dash and her new friend made their way down to the kitchen for breakfast, her mind still reeling from having a game (Magic the Darkening) explained to her… there were just so many rules and interactions. To be able to remember all of them Moss must be an egghead or something.
Anyway, they came to the table and the food, which Moss called a “Full English Breakfast”, smelled great — there were fried eggs, grilled tomatoes, puddings, toast, hash browns, sauteed mushrooms, and two items she couldn’t identify: two long calendrical brown things, and two wide undulating strips of… something.
In any case it was delicious, especially the two unidentified items which Moss told her were “sausage” and “bacon”, respectively. She wondered for a moment about getting the recipe because she’d never had anything quite so interesting in Equestria, the textures and flavors were all so new.
“Let’s go outside, Moss.” Rainbow Dash suggested, as Moss cleared the breakfast dishes from the table.
“Um, yeah… are you sure you want to? I mean it’s all outsidy with trees, and thunderclouds, and bullies, and squirrels, and everything.” Moss protested.
“Yes! Let’s go.” Rainbow Dash replied, wondering if perhaps the bullies and squirrels were the same thing, after all Fluttershy was constantly being bullied by her ‘pet’ rabbit, Angel.
After pushing her way out of the house, leaving Moss to chase after her she soared high in the sky, pulling off a few aerobatic stunts for a few minutes before her conscience got the better of her — she couldn’t just leave her new, if somewhat odd, friend in the lurch (especially after breakfast)… it just wouldn’t be loyal.
She soon found herself alternately hovering around Moss’s shoulder-level or swinging a wide orbit above and around his head. On about the third orbit she asked:
“So, what’s there to do around here?”
“Well, there’s a Sea Parks…” Moss suggested, “I’ve always wanted to go to Sea Parks with a pony.”
“What’s a ‘Sea Parks’?” Rainbow Dash asked.
“Only the funnest, wettest, most splish-splashy place in the world!” Moss enthusiastically replied.
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“That was awesome!” Rainbow Dash declared as they walked back from their day at the Sea Parks, “I never thought that otters and sea lions could be so cool!”
“I told you it was great.” Moss said, so happy at being right and talking with his pegasus-friend that he didn’t notice the group of people on the bench… three bullies.
“Stupid hair!” said one bully.
“Dem glasses is shit, innit?” said the next.
“Dorky jacket, mate!” the last yelled out.
Completely blind-sided by the hurtful comments he immediately started crying and running — not that the result would have been any different if he wasn’t blind-sided — dropping the bag of Sea Parks merchandise as he tried to make his escape.
“Hey!” Rainbow Dash interjected, flying between Moss and his tormenters, “That’s my friend! You’d better apologize.”
“Yeah?” one of the bullies belligerently bespoke battle.
“Yeah!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed, reading for a fight.
“You wanna make us, little horsey?” another bully asked, sneering at the pegasus.
“Um, that’s a pegasus.” the last said, trying to get his fellows to see the… uniqueness of the situation.
“Sure!” Rainbow Dash said, closing the distance between them.
The second bully lunged at her, but she dove and clipped his leg, throwing him off balance, and looped back to face them again.
“I’m the toughest pony in all of Equestria!” Rainbow Dash gloated, egging them on with a rude gesture — though it was lost on them as they weren’t ponies.
Five minutes later Rainbow Dash had reduced the three humans to painful piles. There were three broken bones, one of which was a complex fracture, multiple contusions and a few lacerations.
Seeing the carnage that Rainbow Dash wrought upon the bullies, Moss was tempted to smile and walk away… but, no, they really needed to be seen by the emergency services, so he pulled out his phone and, singing the number so he could remember it, he dialed 0118-999-881-999-119-725…3.
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Arriving back at the flat Rainbow Dash settled down to wait for dinner, something that Moss called Smarties cereal, but looked like candy in a bowl of milk it tasted… different.
“Oh, I almost forgot.” Moss said pulling out the bag of merchandise and pulling out a tee-shirt, “I’ve got to fix this for you.”
Ten minutes after his work at the sewing machine and Rainbow Dash had her a shirt with holes for her wings — it had been an awesome day for Equestria’s most awesome mare.