Dash is love. Dash is life.

by Reptilicus

This is my cloud.

My name is Scootaloo.
I am a pony.
I was 11 years old.

I had watched Rainbow Dash fly 452 times.
Cheerilee says it's bath time.
I took my action figure with me to the bath.
Cheerilee yells at me for taking too long in the bath.

She tells me I like that shitty Wonderbolt too much.
She bucks my action figure.
My only Dash action figure is destroyed.

I cry tears of sorrow and pray to Dash.
My bottle of bubble bath floats to the surface.
Wonderbolt-scented bubble bath.
I dump the sky-blue contents into the tub.

The stench of the Wonderbolts makes my wings extend.

I flap furiously in the blue water and bubbles.

Fly.

"We melt the white snow."
Dash emerges from the water, naked.
Enraged, Dash flies out of the bathroom.

She flies to Cheerilee's room where my sister is grading tests.
Dash is enraged by the non-pegasus infidel.
"When the sun comes up, it's warmth and beauty will glow!"

Dash's leg-sized wings stand to attention.
She flaps at my sister's cutie mark until feathers come out her mouth.
She burns down my house with rainbooms.

I am left alone in the tub as the house burns.
I ask Dash, "Is winter wrapped up?"
"CAUSE TOMORROW SPRING IS HERE."

Baptize myself in the bath.
Emerge as the new Rainbow Dash.
Dash takes my hoof.
We fly into the sky.

Dash is love.
Dash is life.