Taking Potshots: Crackshipping Rainbow Dash and Adagio Dazzle

by bahatumay

Chapter 2

Rainbow Dash dropped her tray on the table and then dropped herself into her chair. She dropped her head, and Sunset Shimmer quickly reached out and slid Rainbow's tray out of the way right before she dropped her face in her sloppy mashed potatoes.

“Are you ok?” Sunset asked.

Rainbow grumbled something into the table.

“You didn't get much sleep last night?” Pinkie translated.

Rainbow nodded into the table and grumbled something else.

“Couldn't find Adagio yesterday and stayed up all night thinking about where to find her?”

Rainbow nodded again, oddly thankful for Pinkie’s strange skill set.

“Rainbow, I think you're taking this a bit too far,” Sunset Shimmer said gently. “Ever since that whole rap battle thing, they've been laying pretty low… I mean, besides Sonata, of course. And Sonata says since they've learned to eat normal food, they're not so concerned with stirring up trouble to feed.”

Rainbow was about to say something else, but someone flounced down and sat at the table. But instead of a tray full of food, Sonata Dusk had brought a tray full of…

Applejack slowly set down her sandwich. “What in tarnation are you eating?” she half whispered, half demanded, and completely horrified at the sight.

“Rainbow was right! Mayonnaise is delicious!” Sonata giggled. “And they're just giving it away over there! In single serve, bite-size packets!” She clenched her fists and vibrated in ecstasy. “I love this world!”

Applejack felt a wave of nausea wash over her as Sonata ripped the top of another packet and squeezed the entire thing right into her mouth and swallowed. She pushed her tray away from herself, and looked over to see Fluttershy quietly doing the same.

Sunset Shimmer, having eaten much stranger when she first came through the mirror, shrugged and continued eating her salad.

Sonata dropped the empty packet and reached for another, and then paused and brightened. “Oh, Rainbow! I wanted to tell you something.”

Rainbow was drinking, and finished and looked up just in time to see her sucking down another mayonnaise packet. She squinted. “Is it that you're a freak?”

Sonata shrugged. “I'm pretty sure everyone in school knows that,” she said. “I used to be a Siren, you know. And I had an awesome voice and awesome egg-laying hips.” She looked down at herself, and her smile faded slightly. “And now I don't have either. But these aren't bad, I guess.” She rocked them once, and then her voice grew quiet. “I do miss my tail, though.”

“Sirens hatch from eggs?” Fluttershy asked, intrigued.

Sonata nodded eagerly. “Mm-hm! But we're all female, so if we want to lay eggs it involves a lot of singing a very special song and a lot of stolen energy. And usually a lightning strike.” She hesitated. “I think. Or that could just happen as a natural result of so much magic gathered in one place. I'm not really sure.”

“Fascinating,” Fluttershy murmured.

“You're worse than Pinkie Pie,” Rainbow grumbled.

“Thank you!” Sonata and Pinkie said in unison.

A pause.

“Hey!” Also in unison.

Rainbow was almost tempted to take her tray and leave, but she was actually hungry, so she pretended to be deeply intrigued by her mashed potatoes.

Sonata continued. “So, anyway… what was I talking about, again?”

“You wanted to tell Rainbow Dash something,” Fluttershy supplied.

“Oh, yeah!” She brightened again… and then lowered her hands. “I forgot.”

Rainbow stabbed at her mashed potatoes a bit harder than necessary.

“Did it have something to do with soccer?” Fluttershy tried.

“The weather?” Applejack guessed.

“You saw a particularly red balloon?” Pinkie Pie nearly shouted.

Fluttershy perked up. “You got a new pet?”

“Try-out results were posted?” Rarity suggested.

“Is it that her shirt’s tucked into her underwear?” Pinkie guessed.

Rainbow jumped. She looked back down and sure enough, her compression shorts had ridden up a bit. A slight blush crossed her face as she shoved them back down and tucked her shirt into her skirt. It wasn't like she'd been exposing herself or anything, but it was like having something stuck in your teeth. You wanted to know about it sooner rather than later.

“Maybe?” Sonata shrugged.

Rainbow scowled at her last few bites of potatoes. New topic new topic new topic… she silently pleaded.

Thankfully, Pinkie Pie provided. “So I was babysitting the Cake twins yesterday, and you would not believe what Pumpkin did with her sweet potatoes!” She gigglesnorted at the memory.

And with that, lunch continued as usual.

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Rainbow Dash tapped the soccer ball with the toe of one foot, tipping it past an imaginary defender and catching it with her other foot. She spin-dodged, keeping the ball protectively between her legs before turning, ready to unload the most powerful kick to score the golden goal to end the game-

“Hey, Rainbow Dash!”

Rainbow missed her kick. The soccer ball went spiraling off the side of her foot, ricocheted off the wall, and bounced to a stop right in front of a fire hydrant. She looked back and scowled, and only softened slightly when she saw who had yelled. “Hey, Sonata.”

Sonata scampered over and made a valiant attempt to kick the ball back over to Rainbow, but it fell short. Undeterred, she quickly ran up to the ball and tried again, and only crossed half the distance.

Rainbow sighed defeatedly and jogged over to retrieve the ball herself. She kicked it up and tucked it under her left arm. “I take it you didn't come to play soccer?” she asked flatly.

“I came to buy some flowers,” Sonata said, pointing a finger at a flower shop that Rainbow had not known existed before that very moment. “I love the way they smell.”

Rainbow snorted. “You've been spending too much time with Rarity.”

“That's funny, because she says the same thing about you. I think she just doesn't understand the beauty of a taco-powered fart.”

Rainbow's face scrunched up in confusion. Did she really…? And did that mean Rarity thought she…?

Sonata held up her hands disarmingly. “What? It just isn't the same underwater.”

Rainbow dragged her palm over her face. “Sonata, has anyone ever told you that you need counseling?”

Sonata nodded, and then a smile crossed her face. “I think people just don't understand / my name's Sonata Dusk, and I'm not from your land / I've got my own experiences, my own point of view / so stick with me and just maybe I'll teach you something, too.”

“You're certainly teaching me patience,” Rainbow said.

Sonata brightened. “Sonata, masta' rappa' / takin' classes teach ya fasta' / so you gotta keep up quickly / or else she's gonna outclass ya!” She bumped Rainbow's hips with her own and grinned, possibly expecting applause.

She did not receive it. All she ended up doing was bumping the ball out of Rainbow’s hand. Rainbow exhaled flatly, as if silently begging for patience.

But Sonata was undeterred. “Anyway, I remembered what I wanted to tell you at lunch today!”

“What?” Rainbow asked, picking up her ball again.

“I saw Adagio last night.”

Rainbow was suddenly keenly interested in everything Sonata had to say. “Where?”

“Over by Ninth street.”

Rainbow nodded. That was close to where she had been skateboarding a couple days ago. “That's a pretty big area,” she said, inviting Sonata to elaborate.

“Yeah, but that's where all the good rap battlers are, and I haven't had a good street rap battle in a while. I'm getting better! I didn't even choke up when he talked about my mother this time!”

Rainbow blinked. Too much information, none of it what she'd wanted. “We're all so proud of you, Sonata,” she said flatly.

“Yay!” Sonata pumped a fist in the air.

“So where was she?” Rainbow demanded.

Sonata shrugged. “I dunno.”

Rainbow facepalmed. “That's stunningly unhelpful,” she scowled.

“But I do remember that she came out the third door down across from the fifteenth street light counting from Eighth.”

Rainbow's mouth worked wordlessly. “You remember that, but you don't know the address?” she demanded.

Sonata shrugged.

Rainbow pinched the bridge of her nose. “Well, it's a good thing I like math,” she grumbled sarcastically.

Sonata blinked. “For realzies? Because I've never liked math.”

“Yes, Sonata!” Rainbow exploded. “For realzies! I love math! I would drop my skirt and let math have its way with me in the middle of the classroom if I could!”

Sonata nodded hesitantly. “W- well, I think the guy who sits in front of me in social studies is pretty cute,” she offered.

Rainbow let out an inarticulate roar of frustration and stomped off, pausing only long enough to stop, return, and retrieve her soccer ball before stomping off again.

Sonata watched her leave, and a tiny frown flickered across her face. “Was it something I said?”

Comments

[Seether00]

Sonata will be the end of Dash

[axelsempai]

Ah, I'm so glad this got another chapter.

Now we wait some more!

[ForSpite]

Okay, that conversation tipped me over the edge, even though Adagio hasn't even really shown up yet and I therefore can't judge the quality of the romantic aspects of the fic, this is still getting a thumbs up right now.

[MelodiousCreschendo]

8367861
No, Sonata will be the end of the whole world if she teams up with Pinkie.