20 years later
The front door slammed shut with a light kick of her hind leg, after a tiresome day’s work at the weather factory as manager, Rainbow Dash sought a nap. Stretching her wings, she made her way her bedroom.
Rainbow Dash had been all alone for years now, her friends all passing into the great afterlife after living a long, fun, joyful, and loving life. She was the youngest of them all, giving her more time on Equestria. Now with all of her closest friends gone, she was living a sad life. The occasional visits from the grown up and disbanded Cutie Mark Crusaders gave her some joy in life.
She saw the note that rested on the book shelf, the letter that he wrote to her on his deathbed. She took it out of it's stand and laid down on the couch. In pencil, the letter reads:
“Dashie, I know your memory isn’t what is used to be and your hearing is going, that is why I am writing this in a note. I raised you from a filly into the mare that you are today, in a world that wasn’t meant for you. For half a year you were without me, taken from me and put where you belong, but not with who you belong: Me. For those six months not a single day went by that I didn’t think about you, not a single second went by that I didn‘t think about you. After four and a half months when I arrived in Equestria for the first time, my only thoughts were to find my daughter, my little Dashie. Only to be sent back to Earth for another month and a half.
When I woke up in the clearing near the lake, I began to look for you. I found you, crying, I knew that we’d be together forever. I still remember all of our adventures together, my wings, learning how to fly, your races and performances, our mutual dreams, flying together. I still remember your fillyhood on Earth, your first bath, first words, doodles and drawings, our baking mishaps, your first preened feathers, getting your cutie mark. I remember it all, I will never forget. Dashie, I’ve lived a good life, but my time has come, I’m an old man now, everybody has to die eventually. Do not be sad, because I will be waiting for you up there until your time comes, but do not make me wait too long. As the old wise saying goes, ‘don't cry because the good times are over. Smile because they happened.’
I will be watching you, whispering advice in your ear, if you ever need me, just know that I am a part of you; we can still share dreams, remember that, and never forget your old man. I hope you had a good life, because I know I did.
Love, Dad.”
The letter brought tears to the now ex-speedster’s glaucoma ridden eyes. As Rainbow Dash made her way to the bed, she could not help but shed a few tears in remembrance of her father once more. Dash fell asleep, still remembering her times with her Pops. That night she flew with her father again in her dreams before succumbing to peaceful release.
Dashie was in the sky, just not the one that she was accustomed to. This sky seemed endless, and almost golden. Before her were her best friends, all back to their young selves. They seemed to be gleaming with joy. The sight was heavenly. She herself was once again young. All of the age and impairments had washed away like stains of dirt. Suddenly, a voice spoke up behind her, each word like a beautiful symphony to her ears.
“Hello Dashie, it’s been a while.”
“Heya Pops. Yeah, it has been a while. How’s it been?”
“Oh, you know. Same shit, different day.”
Done by the great writer EpicBG who wrote the terrific second sequel to My Little Dashie. His collaboration has given all of you that happy ending for Brian that you so rightfully deserved. And with this final chapter and glimpse, so concludes the life of Dashie and Brian.