The Next Night
Rainbow Dash whistled a tune as she trotted over to her desk. She glowed with smug success from that day's letter. The look on Twilight’s face was priceless! Dash would give good bits to see the cute way Twilight's mouth just hung open as she read it over and over again.
With a contented sigh, she plopped down at her desk and pulled out some paper, ink, and quills, preparing for her night’s work. Who would've guessed that I'd actually like writing. Chuckling, Dash fiddled with a quill, not quite ready to work yet. She instead gazed out her window at the setting sun.
Dash didn't often watch the sunset, she preferred sleeping. It was almost never worth the sleep it took away. Sleep was important. Sunsets weren't. She only ever saw them when she was up doing something else, like planning a prank, hanging out with her friends, or writing a letter to Twilight.
She snorted. Heh, it's twilight and I'm working on my letters to Twilight. How ionic. She frowned. No, it's not ionic... Is it iconic? No that doesn't seem right either. Why can I never think of the right word? Rainbow Dash glowered out the window, silently cursing words and her inability to use them.
Shaking off her sour thoughts, Dash turned her attention toward the paper that laid before her. Alrighty! Time to get writing. Quill in mouth, she bent down ready to place her thoughts on the page. There was only one problem. Dash's mind was blank.
Okay brain, it's time to go! Her brain gave her no ideas. Come on, you've been doing this for a while now, just do what you always do, she prompted. Still her mind gave her nothing romantic to write. Fine. I'll just get some inspiration. She opened the bottom drawer of her desk and pulled out one of the books she'd gotten from Canterlot. She stared at the cover of the book and its mocking title, Romance for Foals.
No, she decided, putting the book away and shutting the drawer. I'm not going to use that. I've done well enough the last couple of times. I just need to clear my head. With that, she was off, quickly zipping through her home and out into the brisk night air, papers flying around the room in her wake.
A soft wind blew in from the Everfree, carrying the sounds of the forest with it. Dash's body relaxed as she flew, letting the stress roll off her and into the night air. She reveled in the peace of the sky and the beauty of the night. She cut through the air without thought, resting her mind and allowing herself to do nothing but enjoy the moment. She flew with neither aim nor goal, simply flying for the sake of flight. Time lost its meaning, her world becoming wind, wings, and wonder.
She landed on a cloud floating along slowly through the evening air. She walked over to the edge and laid down, looking over the sleeping village below her. There in the distance lay Sweet Apple Acres, Fluttershy’s cottage, and the Everfree Forest. She thought fondly of her friends and her eyes moved on. There was Carousel Boutique, one light still on even at such a late hour. Dash shook her head, a wry grin on her face. She shifted so she could see the rest of town, bringing Sugarcube Corner and the library into view. Her gaze lingered on the dark silhouette of Twilight's home.
There on the balcony sat Twilight Sparkle, looking through her telescope and up towards the stars. She had nothing with her, no paper or quill to take notes, nor a star map to guide her. It was her, the telescope, and the stars.
Twilight moved her telescope aside and stared up at the night sky. Curious, Rainbow looked up and she let out a gasp of her own. She never really paid that much attention to the stars, but tonight they were incredible. Millions of twinkling lights all laid out, covering the sky. The moon shone down from above, bright and full, illuminating the night.
Twilight was bathed in the moonlight, a picture of beauty. Her body was calm and relaxed and her breathing soft. She seemed to glow in the soft light, capturing every iota of Dash's attention. The pegasus couldn't look away. Twilight was stunning. Dash leapt from her cloud, silently gliding through the still air. She alighted with no noise upon a branch just above the balcony. She had a clear view of the two most beautiful things in Ponyville: the sky and Twilight.
Twilight eyes glimmered, reflecting and absorbing the light from the heavens. They were full of wonder and awe. As Dash watched, a look of pure joy spread across her face. Twilight's eyes were wide, taking in every aspect of the sky that she could. Dash looked up.
Through the sky streaked comets, like cuts in the fabric of the sky letting through the light of something beyond. Dash's jaw fell. Dash had seen nothing of equal beauty in her entire life. The two friends watched the night, basking in one of natures great beauties for hours on end.
As all things must, it came to an end. With a yawn, Twilight rose to her hooves, picked the telescope up in her magic, and retired to her room. As soon as Twilight was inside, Dash was off. Words filled her mind as she soared, and she was itching to get to her desk. Dash knew exactly what would be in her next letter to Twilight.
The Next Morning
The sun crept its way over the horizon, its light flooding over Equestria to signal the start of a new day. But Twilight Sparkle was already up. The night before, she had settled down to sleep, but hadn't been able to quite drift off. Questions about her admirer plagued her thoughts. Eventually she had gone out to stargaze, hoping to clear her thoughts. She'd watched the northern lights until she'd come up with a plan.
Alright. It’s time to watch the mail! It wasn't her most creative plan, but sometimes simplicity was the best choice. Whoever is sending these letters has to be hoof delivering them. Without a return address, they wouldn't come through the mail.
Satisfied that she'd see her admirer that morning, she lifted her coffee mug to her mouth with her magic, only to be met with none of the wonderful nectar. Twilight’s pupils shrunk. Coffee was an integral part of her plan. Without it she would never have enough energy to watch for the mail. What with the early start and the insomnia from the previous night, she was sure she’d fall asleep.
And so the unicorn found herself in a conundrum. She could either stay in her observation post, struggling to stay awake, or she could go back inside, get coffee, and hope in that time the letter wouldn’t arrive. It’s only a bit past sunrise, she reasoned with herself. Surely they won’t come by this early.
Having decided that it was safe, Twilight quickly teleported inside and made her coffee. Glad that she never drank it with sugar or cream, she quickly returned outside. Oh Celestia, please let it not be there. she prayed as she approached the mailbox. Opening it as if it were rigged to explode, Twilight peered in.
One magically mangled then magically fixed mailbox later, Twilight Sparkle once again sat at her kitchen table with a cup of coffee and an unopened letter before her. Twilight projected her anger onto this letter. What are the chances that the moment I go in to get coffee, the letter shows up?!’ Her eyes tried to bore holes in the offending piece of paper. I mean come on! she grumbled. She tore open the envelope, and began to read.
Dear Twilight Sparkle,
You are my night sky. You are my stars, constant and ever present, steadying me with your light. You are my moon, captivating and stunning, always constant, always beautiful. You are my comet, amazing me with all you do. You are my north star, always there to guide me when I feel lost. You are my night sky, and I am trapped on the ground, always yearning to reach you and yet never able. You are my night sky and I hope that the dawn will never come.
An Admirer
Twilight's heart fluttered, her legs shook, and her mouth hung slightly open. She was blushing heavily as she carefully rose to her hooves, not sure if her body would support her. She walked slowly through her home, not focusing on anything she passed. Up the stairs she went, opening the door to her room.
She placed the letter down on her desk with the others. She walked over to her bed and let herself collapse onto it. Her thoughts ran wild through the letters and through her feelings. They begged one question.
Have I fallen for this pony? she asked herself, fearful of the answer. I don't know who they are. I know nothing about them. I should be flattered, but it's something more than that. I feel more than I should when I read these letters. I feel warm inside like I do when I'm with my friends, and yet it's more intimate.
She cast a glance over to where the letters sat, feeling the warmth inside her. If I find the pony who sent these, what will I do? Twilight Sparkle didn't know.
d'awwwwww
man, i can't wait for when dash starts going all sappy in her letters, then later realizes she's being sappy and is both horrified and yet strangely ok with this new revelation.
Oooooh , now it's getting interesting
Oh, definitely keeping an eye on this one. Is good.
it's tagged for romance and it's actually romantic?!
what heresy is this?!
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but seriously, this one of the few fics that is tagged with romance that is actually romantic.
good job i say! keep up the good work
And RD continues to think this is a prank - a horrid prank, but a prank nonetheless. Hopefully she recognizes her own feelings before Twilight finds out.
Great story, but the shipping seems kinda forced.
Romantic Dashie is adorable.
2562342 don't count on it since if she'd realize it too late then it would add more drama, which is everywhere.... all. the. time
Well Rainbow hasn't realized it yet. My money says Twilight makes the first move, Rainbow gets skittish and bails, then comes back
It's too late to turn back Dash
Three things. One, is it really several days later from the previous chapter? Has Twilight failed at catching Dash every morning? At the end of the last chapter, Twilight was going to stake out the mailbox the next morning.
Two, in this:
There should be a comma before 'she prompted' instead of a period.
And three, in Dash's letter, it just says "You are comet". Shouldn't it be "You are my comet"?
Anyway, can't wait to read more.
Heh. Bet Dash figures out she's not a good enough writer to fake these letters about thirty seconds after Twilight goes into a blind rage about the crank.
2562377 What makes it feel forced? I'm not the best in the world at this, so any input is helpful.
2562317 Fuklaw is angry because he's a pony
2562436 Thanks for spotting those!
2562268 Never underestimate Rainbow Dash.
Rainbow Dash has fallen and fallen hard. She doesn't realize it quite yet and it may or may not have originally existed in one form or another but her obsession with pranking Twilight has turned into something different and she has no real way out that I can see. She has opened Pandora's Box.
2562525 ponies are xenos... we like ponies... OH SHIT! Fuklaw is coming for us
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I'm looking forward to Dash's realization when it hits her about her feelings.
2562593
I can't wait for the moment RD realizes what shes writing is the truth and not pranking anymore.
It's always fun to watch someone's own prank bite them back
2562737 you were the first comment I saw when I finished the chapter, and it was the perfect comment for that moment.
ready to me their light
Will we be seeing her other pranks
Or will she realize she's so into this one Prank to Prank the others
Also Great story
2562649 took words right from my mouth
Adorable. Can't wait for more.
2562780 Oops.
I can see this with a okay happy ending
or
A GREAT unhappy ending
but
I'm hoping for both
2562737
Twilight bites?
D'aww...
Nothing of equal what... Nothing of equal what?!
<3 DarqFox
Next letter:
Dearest Twilight,
Just kidding. Smell ya later!
2563020 only if ya want her to
Well Twi, I'm sure 'he' will reveal 'himself' in due time.
2563020
It's always possible
Adorable chapter , MOAR
so sweet
So much Daawww
I love this story need more
2562994 I think this will have a happy ending after some potential anger awkwardness.
2562268 When she lands she doesn't just drop all of her weight on the tree all at once, she puts her weight on the branch slowly, that's how
Can I just say that I adore your writing style. The description and thoughts that you use for both Dashie and Twilight fit perfectly with how they would be in the show, and it makes it that much more believable. I'm quite surprised at Rainbow Dash's writing ability, makes her seem like a bit of an egghead if you ask me.
I am sensing imminent Twidash in the near future!
Nice job and keep up the good work!
2562523 there is noting mentioned about how Twilight looks for 2 chapters, then suddenly out of nowhere Rainbow is gushing over her. I think its the sudden change in style that makes it feel forced. The 2 chapters you talk about feelings, but when describing the scene where Dash looks at Twilight the description of them turns to nearly nothing.
That makes it feel like its a lie or something (kinda like audioalist is suddenly speaking from visualist's standpoint, when he tells lies.) Sorry, that I am kinda bad at explaining.
Also the whole writing poetic letters ting, wile struggling to remember words like poetic themselves is kinda jumping out a bit.
Dang it. If these letters get any more adorable, I might have to shed some manly tears. No one wants that.
2564620 Ok, thanks a lot for the feedback!
Hrrrggrkk. My poor heart is going to give out. Why are all these Luna-damned TwiDash writers so damn good at what they do? CONFOUND THEM!
So fuckin' cute. I'm with 2564642, this is going to be the end of me. THIS IS IT, FOLKS. IT'S BEEN A GOOD RUN.
I had a good chuckle.
2563432 Oh goodness yes please.
2562649 Ohhhh yes.
2562436 YOU ARE COMET. BIG AND GO BOOM. DA.
2564734
Say it with me:
CONFOUND THESE PONIES, THEY DRIVE ME TO DRINK
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This is a good story, despite the fact that I hate it when authors pair Rainbow Dash with anypony.