The ground was ice, the sky flame. The flat surface stretched to infinity, and reflected the burning clouds above.
It also showed Wob's reflection. When she looked down, though, the reflection turned into Rainbow Dash, glaring right back at her.
“I thought I got rid of you.” Wob growled.
“What, you thought if you just said 'I forget you' or something and smash the mirror, that it would just disappear?” Rainbow snapped right back. “It's not that simple. It never is. The reflection can never hope to destroy the original image.”
“Well, I understand that now.” Wob sighed. “You were her friend for a very huge chunk of her life, from what she told me. A large part of all these ponies' lives.”
“Took you long enough.” Rainbow said. “But you are still just an echo.”
“I don't want to be an echo!” Wob yelled. After a pause of silence, she began to walk forward, mirroring Rainbow's movements exactly. “I need to be somepony, not just something.”
Rainbow laughed. “Like that's going to happen any time soon.”
Wob shot a glare at the reflection. “Shut up! You're not anything like Rainbow Dash! Fragments of her memory still swarm my mind, and she was never as mean-spirited as you!”
“Death does funny things to ponies.” Dash said darkly, her gaze straight ahead. “Gives them a different perspective, sometimes a different personality.”
Wob stopped, her right forehoof hovering in the air. “...What did you just say?”
“I said it changes ponies.” Dash said, smirking.
“...You aren't Rainbow Dash, because I am.” Wob said. “Right?”
“Not quite.” Dash replied.
“I have her memories, I have bits of her personality within me... I want to be a new pony, but I'm held back by you.” Wob said, now starting to get it. “Whenever I look in the mirror, I see you. I see what I used to be, but I'm not you anymore. I'm not your reflection.”
Rainbow Dash began to glare intensely at Wob Niar. Suddenly, she reached through the ice and grabbed Wob's neck, choking her.
“You. Are. NOTHING!”
*Whump*
The changeling blinked. Her body ached slightly, and she tried to get herself oriented. She was on her side, in the living room.
Okay, I just had another bad dream. Perhaps I should see a psychologist about this.
She shook her head and got up. It was nighttime, about 1 in the morning, from what she could tell from the clock. She buzzed her wings slightly, then walked outside for some fresh air.
It was rather cold.
“Gh...” Wob sighed as she began to walk. As she put one hoof in front of the other, her thoughts began to wander. She was a fairly lonely mare, and could use some companionship. Well, okay, Fluttershy was a nice friend. A rather pretty friend. One she knew swung her way-
No. She's still grieving over the loss of her dear friend. Wob thought. It wouldn't be right to take advantage of her.
Though, on the other hand, perhaps it would do the pegasus some good.
Perhaps... Wob mused, her head tilted. I don't think one date will hurt. But I'm a changeling, I don't think she'll want to go out with a changeling!
Wob's muzzle scrunched up slightly. Or perhaps she wouldn't mind. I mean, she is a very nice pony, I don't think she would say no to one date, just to try things out. Who knows, something might develop, something beneficial for both of us.
The changeling smiled softly. Yeah, I'll do that.