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Flying High, Falling Hard - Soundslikeponies



Twilight, Dash, and Spitfire have a trainwreck of a relationship.

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Chapter 16: The Rain Will Wash Away the Sun

The Rain Will Wash the Sun Away

Flying High, Falling Hard by soundslikeponies

Spitfire flopped down on her bed. For the first time in what felt like years, she had actually flown just for the sake of flying. Her heart still pounded from the moment she had spent together on the dark rain clouds, and she sighed, wishing she could go back to it.

She thought that if she invited Dash to the Wonderbolts—the pegasus certainly had the talent for it—that she could get closer to her, and that Dash would leave Ponyville and maybe eventually forget about Twilight. It left a bad taste knowing she’d essentially made Dash choose between Twilight and her dream. But in that moment up on the clouds, all she had wanted was for Dash to keep flying with her, so that feeling wouldn't go away.

Yet... Dash had declined the offer. As selfish as it had been for her to make the offer, she had been almost certain Dash would say yes. But she hadn’t. It became obvious why once Spitfire had looked in her eyes. It was love.

Whether Dash realized it yet or not, she was in love with Twilight. The memory of how Dash had stared down at Ponyville, and knowing that look was for someone else, made the evening bittersweet. While she had begun to rekindle her love for flying, and gotten closer to Dash, the other pegasus felt further out of reach than ever.

Dash had agreed to go flying with her again though, which gave her hope.

Spitfire closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. She decided as long as there was some chance, she would keep trying.


Twilight stood at her desk, studying and scrawling notes on her paper. Her eyes darted rapidly between what she was writing, and the book she was reading. Behind her, Dash paced back and forth restlessly.

“Are you done yet?” Dash asked again.

“No,” Twilight replied, as she had the last time Dash had asked, and the time before that.

“I want to go to bed though!” Dash whined.

“I don’t see why you need me for that,” Twilight replied, her eyes still fixed on her writing.

Dash huffed and walked up to the desk, standing beside her. Twilight turned to her, and when she did, she found her lips captured by Dash's in a passionate kiss.

"Eep!" Twilight squeaked as their lips met. Her quill lost its magical glow and fell on the desk, her concentration broken by Dash's sudden advance on her. She briefly glanced at the quill, hoping it hadn't made a streak of ink through any of her writing, but her mind became hazy as Dash deepened the kiss. She felt her rear legs tremble, and had to sit down before they gave out.

Rainbow Dash was undoubtedly smirking on the inside at Twilight's reaction. Dash broke the kiss, allowing only enough time for each of them to get a gasp of air before their muzzles were locked again, only this time Dash had caught her with her mouth open, and planned to take advantage of it.

Twilight barely let out a startled cry before Dash's tongue invaded her mouth. The cry quickly turned into a moan as Dash's tongue explored. She could feel the hot breath from Dash's snout on her cheek as her tongue continued to roam around inside Twilight's mouth. Deciding to take a shot at being the one in control, Twilight hesitantly darted into Dash's mouth with a quick experimental flick.

Dash paused for a moment, and Twilight pressed her new found advantage, moving into Dash's mouth trying out different things. Dash saw Twilight's forehooves raise off the ground, and felt them stroking her mane, making her moan into the kiss.

Twilight spotted Dash's wings fidgeting out of the corner of her eye and reached a hoof down to give her feathers an experimental touch, making Dash's moan take on a higher pitch. At any other time she probably would have laughed at her making such a noise, but she was far too busy experimenting with how Dash reacted to her touch. Reaching back down to Dash's wing again she gave it a gentle stroke. She felt the wing shoot out, fully extending under her hoof. Twilight broke the kiss in shock, looking at Dash's fully extended wings.

Dash looked away and coughed into her hoof to cover her embarrassment. A blush covered her face, and she sat down, avoiding Twilight's look of curiosity.

"It's uh..." Dash paused, rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly. "It's a pegasus thing."

Twilight giggled, and pecked Dash on the cheek. "It's cute," she reassured Dash, before leaning in to capture her lips once more. This time they battled for dominance, their tongues poking and prodding and playing. Dash felt a shiver of pleasure as Twilight reached up and stroked one of her wings.

The two broke apart for air, gasping and panting. Dash leaned forward and rested her forehead against Twilight's, their eyes mere inches apart, and their breath mingling.

"That... was so awesome." Dash smirked, her magenta eyes staring into Twilight's violet ones. A smile spread on Twilight's face and she started to giggle. Dash found it contagious and began to giggle along with her, and soon the two of them burst out in full-on laughter. Twilight wiped a tear out of the corner of her eye, the two of them finally getting their laughter under control.

"Yeah, Dash... you were pretty awesome," Twilight said with a teasing grin

"Yeah, I was. You were pretty awesome too though," the pegasus said, puffing her chest up.

Twilight smirked and leaned in to nuzzle Dash's cheek. "Come on, let’s go to bed. I can finish what I was doing in the morning,” she said, turning and walking towards the stairs.

Dash didn't follow right away, watching the way Twilight's rump swayed back and forth as she walked. She tore her eyes away from her marefriend's flank for a few seconds, and dashed to catch up with her. Her plans to stay at her own house that night were forgotten as she followed Twilight up the stairs.


Rainbow Dash's eyes blinked open slowly. The warmth from the bed—and from Twilight still clinging to her chest fast asleep—made her extremely reluctant to get up. She felt the sleeping pony stir slightly, burying her face further into Dash's chest and tightening her grip. Dash let out a sigh. She raised a hoof and nudged Twilight’s shoulder.

"Hey... Twi..." she whispered. Twilight mumbled out Dash’s name in her sleep. As touched as Dash was that Twilight was dreaming about her, she was going to be late to the weather center if she didn't pry her off soon.

"Twilight!" she hissed right above the sleeping pony's ear. Twilight’s eyes opened slightly, and Dash let out a sigh of relief; for a second she thought she would have to shout. "Could you let go, Twilight?" Dash asked.

Twilight gave her a confused and sleepy look. She looked at the hooves she had wrapped around Dash, and with a small disappointed sigh, she let go.

"I have to go help out with the storm again today," Dash explained, as she rolled out of bed, her mane messy, having just woken up.

"What time will you be back?" Twilight asked, sitting up on her haunches and letting out a yawn.

"I'm actually going to head back to my place tonight," Dash replied, seeing the disappointment in Twilight’s eyes she knew would be there. "It's been a while since I've stayed at my own place, so I kinda want to spend the night there." Twilight looked down at the bed sheets and frowned. Dash turned to walk down to get some breakfast before she headed out, but was stopped by Twilight speaking again.

"Hey, wait!" Twilight called out.

Dash groaned, and turned back around to face Twilight with a raised eyebrow.

"I've never been to your place... do you think I could come over?" Twilight asked.

Dash cringed at the suggestion, remembering the state her place was in.

"I don't know Twilight... I haven't been home for a while, so I haven't really vacuumed lately and stuff..." Dash stalled, trying to think of a good excuse. She looked at Twilight, who had clasped her hooves together, a begging frown on her face. Dash let out a sigh, a good excuse evading her. "Fine," she reluctantly agreed, as she turned and left the room.


Dash glanced around. Most of the ponies at the weather center were standing around and chatting while they waited for the work day to start. It seemed Ditzy was no different. She trotted up to Dash, ever-optimistic smile on her face, eager to strike up a conversation.

"Hey, Dash! How's Twilight?" Dash frowned at her choice of conversation starter. She was beginning to feel as though everything was about “Twilight this” or “Twilight that.”

"It's none of your business," Dash snapped.

"Sorry..." Ditzy murmured with her head hung low.

Dash let out a sigh, her features softening. "It's alright Ditzy, I'm just a little on edge lately." She turned to walk to the changing room. "It just seems like since me and Twi started going out, all anypony ever wants to talk to me about is our relationship. I miss hanging out with friends and laughing about what happened at Pinkie's last party, or talking about stuff."

Ditzy nodded with a small frown tugging down at her lips. “Sorry,

"But since you asked..." Dash glanced around briefly. "She's been—well... clingy." Dash walked up to her vest, grabbing it with her teeth and taking it down off the peg. "I mean, she wants us to sleep together practically every night!"

Ditzy blushed bright red and looked down at the floor.

Dash groaned and hit herself in the forehead with a hoof, wanting to kick herself. "That's not what I meant! Just sleep-sleep, you know? Like, cuddling and falling asleep."

The other mare's eyes widened in realization, her mouth resembling a small 'o.' "Well, if you want my opinion, it just sounds like you're a new couple." Ditzy grabbed her vest in her mouth and dragged it down off the peg, reminding Dash of her own still lying at her feet. "It's pretty normal that new couples are the topic of conversation for a while, and as far as Twilight goes, I'm sure it's only temporary." Ditzy lifted her vest slightly off the ground with a hoof, sticking her head in through one hole, and then each of her forehooves through the others.

"I guess so." Dash lifted the back of her vest off the ground, poking her head through the middle hole and then each hoof through their respective holes. Trotting outside to get to work, a small confident smirk tugged at her lips.

She had a storm to cause.


Dash took a deep breath and stepped into the library. Twilight all ready with a scarf and a saddlebag with a pair of books tucked into it, sorting books and humming to herself. She stopped what she was doing and turned to Dash.

"So, are you—uh, ready to go?" Dash asked, fidgeting.

Twilight nodded. She followed Dash out the door, climbing atop Dash and wrapping her hooves around Dash’s neck. Unfurling her wings, Dash took off towards her house.

The sky darkened as the sun set and black clouds loomed overhead, threatening to rain at any moment. Dash stayed low to the ground as she flew, avoiding the winds higher up.

Closing in on her house, she ascended, struggling against the winds which battered her wings. Twilight tightened her grip around Dash’s neck to the point that she was almost choking her.

Dash reached the clouded ground in front of her house and landed on it. She gasped for air once Twilight slipped off her back, finally able to breathe freely again. Her house was designed similar to the ones in Cloudsdale and Las Pegasus, made of refined clouds that were hard as rock. Twilight looked at the house as though she had half expected it to be a giant fluffy imitation of a blow-up house. She walked up to it and touched a wall, sliding her hoof down its marble-esque surface.

She suddenly jumped, a loud clap coming from above. The two ponies glanced up at the sky as the clouds rumbled with a telltale signs of coming thunder.

"We should probably get inside. Looks like it's going to start raining any second now," Dash said, opening the door. Twilight nodded, rushing inside to get away from the cold and the ominous rumbling of the clouds above.

Dash closed the door behind them and looked over at Twilight. She was looking at the living room with her mouth hanging open, and Dash blushed. Two of the three pillows from the couch were ripped, their stuffing scattered on the floor around the couch—and what looked like one of her flight suits hanging from the ceiling fan.

"Hadn't vacuumed?" Twilight asked.

Dash looked away from the mess. "And maybe a couple other things," she added, wincing when she peaked to look at it.

"You are so lucky I'm a unicorn," Twilight said, as her horn glowed.

The room lit up with an ethereal pink light. Dash watched with amazement as the entire room came to life. The chip that had been taken out of the wall floated up and melded back into place. Stuffing from her pillows climbed back into the rips and split seams in the pillows, the rips sewing themselves shut soon after. Her clothes—the few that she had—all danced through the air, folding themselves and floating into drawers. Lastly, a couple old plastic food containers grouped up, and deposited themselves in the trash.

It was like they were staring at a completely different house.

"You have no idea how jealous I am that you can do that." Dash walked around the room, looking at how clean everything had become.

"Just don't tell me how that suit got stuck on the ceiling fan. I don't think I want to know." Twilight walked up to the newly refurbished couch and lay down on it.

Dash left the unicorn on the couch, glancing into the other rooms. "Well thanks for doing that. It probably would have taken a lot of time out of my schedule."

"Schedule? What schedule? You're infamous around Ponyville for slacking off and napping all the time!"

"Well yeah. Slacking off and napping are part of my schedule, and now I have more time to do both," Dash explained, grinning, and causing Twilight to groan. Dash walked up to her with a smirk and kissed her. "Relax Twi, I'm only messing with you."

Dash wandered off to the kitchen to grab a glass of carrot juice just as raindrops began to fall on the roof.

"So what time tomorrow should we head back to the library?" Twilight shouted from the living room, watching the ceiling fan spin round.

"Well, I was thinking I would stay here," Dash shouted back.

"Oh, well we could stay here for another day or so, but I do need to get back to the library." Twilight lowered her voice as she saw the pegasus re-enter the room with a full glass tucked in her wing.

"About that..." Dash walked over to a small lamp table nearby, and set her glass down. "I was thinking we should maybe... see less of each other." Dash turned away slightly, avoiding eye contact. She stole a glance at her, and winced downcast look Twilight had, staring at the floor.

"R-really?" Twilight's voice quivered. "I thought we were..." Twilight felt her eyes begin to water, and she was having trouble making words come out of her mouth. "Well... i-if that's what you want. I had thought after what we went through..." She bit back a sob, trying to retain what little of her composure she could.

"Listen Twilight, I just—"

"I'm sorry, Dash—I don't really want to hear it." She was on the verge of tears. "I just want to go home."

"But Twi, it's late, and there's a storm out-"

"I don't care!" Twilight shouted, as she got up and walked to the door. She kept her face turned away from Dash so she wouldn’t see her cry as she stepped outside.

"Twilight?" Dash asked cautiously.

The rain poured down, and the sky was pitch black. Not a single star, nor hint of the moon could be seen through the clouds.

"Take me down, Dash." Twilight looked back at her with a sidelong glance.

Dash was certain Twilight was crying freely, but she couldn't tell her tears from the rain. She didn't know what to do other than obey.

Dash stepped out into the rain, and felt the unicorn get on her back, wrapping her hooves around her neck. It felt different. Twilight wasn't hugging her neck affectionately the way she usually did. Dash took off, carefully descending closer to the ground where there would be less wind, and maybe even some light from the Ponyville houses. She reached the ground and began to skim low along the grass towards the library.

"Put me down here." Twilight’s voice carried no emotion.

Dash was surprised to even hear the pony on her back speak, but it was strange to hear that kind of tone from her. "I can take you to the library," Dash said, continuing to fly towards the hollowed out tree.

"Put. Me. Down!" Twilight shouted.

Dash didn't have a clue how to react. So she did what Twilight wanted. They landed on the ground. Both of them completely soaked as Dash folded her wings, and she allowed Twilight to climb off her back.

"Twilight, what are you—" She was interrupted by Twilight pushing off with her hooves, trying to get off as fast as possible. Dash turned, and met Twilight's eyes. The two stared at each other in silence, even with both of them soaked to the bone it was easy to tell that the unicorn was crying.

Twilight broke away first, galloping into the darkness. Dash just watched her go with a pained expression, completely unsure of what she was supposed to do. Part of her felt she was supposed to go after her, but another part of her thought that Twilight wouldn't want her to.

She sat down and cold rain pelted her coat, but she felt she probably deserved it.

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