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// Call Me Rainbow 
// Story: Blue Feathers and Rainbow Manes 
// by Voxyl the Game Dragon 
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Snowy Dash sat silently on the cloud as it flew toward flight school. She watched as the landscape below slowly carried on. She smiled small and sighed quietly.

"Hey, look! It's Snowy Crash!"

"For the love of Celestia," Snowy mumbled as she turned around.

Hoops and Dumb-Bell were walking over. 

"Hey, there Snowy Crash! How many windows ya break today?"

"She can't break windows."

"Why not?"

"Cause she can't fly!"

The two colts burst out laughing, Snowy snorting and returned to watching the ground roll by. Hoops jabbed her in the chest to get her attention, of which he did not receive.

"Look at me when I'm making fun of you!"

Snowy merely laid down, her light red eyes noting a small orange filly in an apple orchard. Hoops growled and grabbed Snowy by her white mane.

"Hey! Ow!"

"Look, Bell, her name's Snowy, and her mane is blank!"

"So not only are you a blank flank..."

"You're a plain mane, too!"

The bullies chortled as Snowy continued to try and free her mane from their grip.

"If you can fly so well, why don't you show us," Hoops said, dropping Snowy finally.

The filly rubbed her mane, glaring at the two.

"I don't have to. It'd be too amazing anyway."

"Yeah right!"

"Your parents do the amazing stuff! You're just a useless filly!"

Snowy felt tears try to prick at her eyes, but she didn't allow it.

"Take that back!"

"Show us you can do what your parents can!"

"No!"

By now, everyone on the cloud was watching the argument unfold. Snowy was growing more and more hurt and angry as it went on.

"Blank flank!"

"Plain mane!"

"Shut up!"

The colts laughed again, Snowy's tears falling through. 

"Look, she's crying!"

"What a baby!"

The colts laughed harder, causing Snowy to growl.

"You wanna see me fly? Fine!"

Snowy walked to the edge of the cloud, unfolding her small wings. She gulped, the ground seeming father away than when she was watching it.

"Go on, Slowy! Fly!"

"I am!"

Snowy looked at the ground again, feeling like she was gonna vomit. Hoops tapped Dumb-Bell, nodding toward Snowy. Dumb-Bell nodded and began running toward the filly.

"Have a nice flight!"

"Wha-"

But Snowy didn't finish, as Dumb-Bell shoved her off the cloud. The foals gasped as they watched Snowy began to plummet to her soon-to-be death.

"Help me! Anypony," Snowy cried.

Suddenly, a voice echoed through her head.

("I'm sure you can do it!")

"Mom?"

Snowy looked around, seeing only herself and the Grim Reaper gripping at her throat. Another message went through her head, this only accompanied with a memory.

("Watch."

"Ya don't have to tell me twice!"

Snowy watched her father, Star Strike, as he started to gain speed. A barrier was forming in front of his hooves, but he continued to fly.

"Almost there! Come on, dad!"

Star continued to flap his wings until he finally broke through the barrier, creating a giant white wave and now a glowing trail following behind him.)

Snowy wiped her tears and furrowed her brow. She straighten herself and put her hooves in front of her. She opened her wings and closed her eyes.

(Snowy was in the air with her parents, her parents holding her up with their hooves. The filly was giggling as she pretended she was flying on her own. 

"You'll fly just like us one day," Star said, nuzzling Snowy.

"Do you think I'll be able to make shooting stars? Or create the Northern Lights?"

Aurora chuckled slightly.

"Probably not."

"What? Why?"

"Because that's our job, Snow. Each pony has their own destiny."

"And we're sure yours will come to be soon."

"Oh alright. Do you think it'll be something cool like you guys?"

"Of course, Dashie."

"But until then..."

Her parents stopped flying and hugged her.

"You're our little Snowy Dash.")

Snowy didn't open her eyes, but continued to flap her wings. She began to steady, a barrier forming in front of her hooves.

"She's can't be!"

"Of course not!"

Snowy felt the barrier get tighter, but she continued to fly.

("Our little Snowy Dash.)

Snowy's eyes snapped open and she did a loop, cracking the barrier.

Because it wasn't fully broken, there was no shock wave, but a white trail did follow behind her.

Everypony gasped as they watched the trail, along with Snowy's mane and tail, slowly fade in. Soon the trail was glowing vibrantly and Snowy was flying back up.

The foals parted, allowing her to land. The trails ended the moment she touched cloud. Uproars of applause filled the air, Snowy allowing the praise to go to her head like a speeding bullet.

"I am awesome, aren't I?"

Snowy pulled a pose, causing a strand of hair to fall in front of her face. She was about to blow it back up, when she noticed it was red.

"Oh my Celestia. Somepony give me a mirror!"

A grey filly with a blonde mane gave her pocket mirror. Snowy's mouth went ajar at the sight of her mane.

"It's a rainbow..."

Snowy's smile grew with each passing second.

"Awesome!"

Snowy jumped in the air, her wings flapping as a reflex. She looked back at them and smiled bigger, if possible.

"I got my second set of feathers!"

Snowy cheered and flew in circles, performing tricks and creating a faint rainbow trail behind her.


Aurora and Star landed on the school grounds, looking through the crowd for their daughter.

"I don't see her."

"She made it to school, right?"

"Down here!"

The adults eyes traveled downward to see a rainbow-maned pegasus. She had Snowy's light red eyes and fur color, but she had her second set of feathers.

"Snowy?"

"Yep!"

"But your mane and tail..."

"And your feathers."

"I know! I can finally fly and I have colors in my mane!"

"How did this happen?"

"I don't know exactly how it works, but I look awesome!"

Star and Aurora were baffled, but happy none the less for their daughter. They brought her into a hug, Star ruffling her mane.

"We can't call you Snowy anymore, with that mane of yours."

"How about Rainbow?"

"Sounds simple, but awesome!"

"Rainbow it is then."

They locked in a family group hug.

"Our little Rainbow Dash."



"So ya see, Scoots, I wasn't always the great flyer everypony claims me to be."

Scootaloo wiped a stray tear from her eye, still wrapped up in Rainbow's wing.

"You were just like me, minus the mane thing."

"That's right. I started flying because I believed I could. You have to believe can too."

"A-alright. I will keep believing."

Scootaloo smiled and leaned on Rainbow, who in turn put her chin in her mane.

"You know, you're talent might have nothing to do with flying."

"What?"

"I've seen you fix things, Scoots. You're pretty good at it."

Scootaloo looked down at her flank, than at her scooter. She had to fix that thing a lot with the tricks she does with it.

"Maybe you're right."

"I always am. Now come on, let's get you home."

Scootaloo grabbed her scooter and climbed up on Rainbow Dash's back. The blue mare took to the air and began flying her home.

"Maybe one day, I'll be able to fly like Rainbow," Scootaloo thought to herself.

Scootaloo looked at her wings then up at her mane.

"But for now, I have my orange feathers and purple mane."