This time, it really was a normal, do-nothing day. I wanted it to be. It had to be a surprise. Eight months into my stay in Ponyville, and I know. She’s the one. She’s who I want to spend the rest of my life with.
So, like I said, we just did the usual: watched her pull some tricks off down at the pond, then went to lunch at the usual Saddle Arabian restaurant. We both got our usuals, sat down to a quiet meal, and I left no hint for what was about to come. Then, right after we’d finished our meals, I started. My hands were quivering, I was so nervous.
“Rainbow,” I started, my voice quivering in spite of my best efforts. “It’s been one helluva couple months.”
“Shyeah, no kidding,” she snickered. “Good months, though.”
“Yes, good months,” I added, still quivering.
Mistaking my nerves for sadness, she laid a hoof on my wrist. “Aw shoot, sweets, don’t tell me you’re missing Earth.”
“No, no! I mean…I do…” I moaned. I was already fucking this up. It was now or never. I pulled the small box I bought out of my jacket pocket. Her eyes widened. No mistaking what I had. No going back now.
“Ohmygosh…” she gasped breathlessly.
“Rainbow,” I said. “You are, by far, the best thing that’s ever happened to me, both here and on Earth. You met a tiny, lonely monkey from another world that other ponies were quick to dismiss as a monster, and you let him into your life in so many ways, and I…”
I was breathing heavily by now. C’mon, only one thing left you idiot, you can do this…”Rainbow Dash, will you…”
“Yes.”
“What?”
She looked up at me, her eyes shimmering with tears, snickered, and said: “I said yes, you big idiot. I’ll marry ya.”
Always the impatient one. I smiled through my tears as I affixed the golden band to a primary feather, then we kissed, passionately. Okay, nevermind everything I’ve said before, this was the best day ever. And it’s only the beginning. We can’t have foals, I know, we’ve already looked into that, but we can adopt. I move into her Cloudsdale home next week. The Ceremony’s in two months. And for the first time since I came here, I can actually look and see something constant, something normal.
Her.
My Dashie.