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My Little Dashie: A sequel

By ty500600

Chapter 1

As I sit in my chair, I can’t help but glance back at where my Dashie was just lying only minutes ago. Where she was lying before Celestia and the other ponies stole her away from me. I almost snorted aloud. No, where she was lying before her friends came and took her home. I feel a pang of guilt for being so selfish. This stage always comes in a parent’s life. Ha, just listen to me, I sound like a person who had raised a child. Well, actually, isn’t that what I am? Great, first I was selfish, now I’m being extra critical of myself. Of course that’s what I did. Dashie was no different than any other human other than her looks. She talked, she wrote, she played, she loved… I cringed at that thought. I could feel tears coming on again, slowly dripping down my cheek. She was my child. No matter how she looked, I raised her to be the best person she could be, no matter where she lived, and I should take pride in that.

I glance back out the window, comforting myself with that pride. The window is cracked, and I hear birds chirping. ‘Heh,’ I think to myself. ‘Too bad Fluttershy isn’t here; she might enjoy meeting these new birds, this new world with the new creatures. Oh wait, never mind, the animals here are no different than the ones in their world… in Dashie’s world. Clouds are starting to form overhead, rain, I assume. I stand up to shut the window, but as I rise, a leaf blows in through the window. I follow it with my eyes, dancing and weaving through my living room, landing on the rug that the ponies were seated on not moments ago. I shut the window and I turn to face the room.

Other than my book of photos, there are no memories of Dashie left. I sink back into my depression. All thought and emotion other than sadness escapes my body. Just standing there, I collapse in on myself, remembering all that I could about my little girl. Her first bath, her first words, her first flight. Her cutie mark and the broken windows that came with it. At that thought I smiled a little, but it is quickly wiped from my face. I don’t know how long I stood there, just remembering.

When I came too though, I was sitting in Dashie’s recliner and the roar of water hitting my window helped to stir me. I got back up and approached the window and leaned on the sill, staring over our yard; my yard, I guess. The rain drops sliding down the window made me feel even gloomier. No, not gloomy, angry. I got so angry I could scream, so I did. I yell at the top of my lungs for as long as I can hold it. It felt like just seconds of a yell, but it was almost a full minute. The yell finally is muffled by a yawn. The yawn just provokes more anger, ‘how can I be tired at a time like this?’ I think to myself. I think of the episode of My Little Pony where Fluttershy becomes a model, and how she kicks her vase. I look around for the nearest vase, found one. The crashing sound reduced my anger some. I sigh in despair, and bang my head against the window. I told myself that I wouldn’t be angry. I told myself that I would be happy for her. After all, every parent must say goodbye to their child.

I turn back to the dark, empty house and I start walking. Something I haven’t done since the day Dashie found out where she was really from. I walked all over the house, up the stairs, and into our rooms. Seeing the office put a hole into my heart, and I had to shut the door to keep from crying again. I pulled out my key, and locked it shut. I didn’t want to go in there ever again, and for that matter no one should. Ha, that would require me having someone over. I proceed into my room and fall onto my bed. I feel empty, and I just wanted to cry myself to sleep. So many questions left unanswered. Will she remember me? Did she keep her things? I’m sure there were more but I’m too tired to remember. I let myself drift off to sleep.

“Let’s get her to bed,” whispered Princess Celestia to Fluttershy. The two were in Rainbow Dash’s cloud castle, gently resting her in her bed. It was nighttime, and it would soon be time for Celestia to raise the sun again. Outside of Rainbow’s cloud castle hovered the pink balloon that the other four ponies sat in, watching their friend finally being returned home. Twilight Sparkle let out a sigh of relief.

“I really thought that man who watched Rainbow was going to put up more of a fight, especially after we heard about how he cared for her so much.” She whispered. She looked back at her three friends that were in the balloon. They were all clearly tired and wanted rest.

“He just wanted what was best for his little...uh...Dashie,” Applejack muttered.

“Oh...that poor man, was this really right of us? I mean, yes, she is our friend too, but that man was alone in his world without Dashie. We have each other, five of us! They had each other only!” Pinkie Pie moped.

“Well of course this is what’s best, darling. Rainbow Dash was not meant for that world, she was meant for ours,” Rarity chimed in, ever so quickly to defer any bad ideas about losing her friends.

“Ok girls, Rainbow is asleep, she should be as good as new tomorrow. I’ll swing by again to check later,” Sighed the Princess. “Fluttershy? Would you mind staying here for the night to make sure nothing bad happens?” She asked politely.

“Oh, uh...sure, I would love to spend the night with Rainbow.” Blushed Fluttershy, her voice ever so quiet.

“Twilight? I would hate to trouble you more, but I have an assignment for you. I would like you to research this phenomenon and tell me what you discover. This has never happened before and I want to know all about it.” The Princess glanced at her pupil.

“Will do, princess, you can count on me,” said a confident Twilight.
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“Oh my head...” moaned a disgruntled Rainbow Dash. She kept her eyes closed and ran her hoof up to her throbbing forehead. Reaching around herself, she searched for her bedside table. She bumped a glass of water, which she quickly drank down. She didn't even bother to open her eyes due to the sunlight, and she wrapped herself up in the blanket she had on her, and dozed back off. Fluttershy hovered in the doorway, considering waking up her pegasus friend, but she thought better of it, and let her doze off.

“I’ll just make her some breakfast, which would be nice wouldn’t it?” Fluttershy asks herself. “I think it would.” She smiled and headed on her way. About a half hour later, Rainbow Dash woke up again to the smell of cooking. At first it smelled amazing, until she opened her eyes. This wasn’t her room. Where were her posters? Where was her comfy mattress? She started to breathe really fast. Where was she? She tried to calm herself, and it was working because she thought she heard Dad coming to see her, until a flying figure was floating in the door way.

“Good morning, Rainbow Dash, how are you-” Fluttershy was cut short. Rainbow Dash had started yelling at the top of her lungs for “Dad.” “Oh, no, please Rainbow, you’re home now, what is going on? Don’t you recognize me?” By now Fluttershy had dropped the plate, and backed up into a corner, trying to shy away from Rainbow Dash.

Dash was now flying around the room as fast as her wings could carry her. Panicking, she tried to fly through the cloud walls that surrounded her, but to her surprise they were solid. She took a chance at the window, and that worked. She flew out into the sky, away from that scary place. She turned to see the large pony that was named Celestia staring her in the face.

“Ah, Rainbow Dash, I was just coming over to check on you, good to see that you’re up,” Celestia said with a royal tone. The panicked look in Rainbow’s eyes concerned her. “Are you alright?”

Rainbow just floated there for a moment, mouth gaping. Her voice caught up to her mouth, “But you were a dream! I had a dream that a bunch of the ponies from My Little Pony had come to my Dad and my house, and you were there! And so was the yellow one that had me trapped in that cloud fortress!” exclaimed Dash, pointing back towards the castle.

Celestia looked shocked, “You still remember him? The memory spell Twilight cast was supposed was to restore your true memories. This is most troubling. So, you do not recognize that sky castle?” She pointed at the castle.

Dash shook her head, still dismayed. “Where is my dad? I thought this was a dream at first! Where is he! We were supposed to go to an air show with the Blue Angels! I have always wanted to see them! WHERE...IS...HE?!” She was on the verge of tears.

Chapter 2

“Let’s get her to bed,” whispered Princess Celestia to Fluttershy. The two were in Rainbow Dash’s cloud castle, gently resting her in her bed. It was nighttime, and it would soon be time for Celestia to raise the sun again. Outside of Rainbow’s cloud castle hovered the pink balloon that the other four ponies sat in, watching their friend finally being returned home. Twilight Sparkle let out a sigh of relief.

“I really thought that man who watched Rainbow was going to put up more of a fight, especially after we heard about how he cared for her so much.” She whispered. She looked back at her three friends that were in the balloon. They were all clearly tired and wanted rest.

“He just wanted what was best for his little...uh...Dashie,” Applejack muttered.

“Oh...that poor man, was this really right of us? I mean, yes, she is our friend too, but that man was alone in his world without Dashie. We have each other, five of us! They had each other only!” Pinkie Pie moped.

“Well of course this is what’s best, darling. Rainbow Dash was not meant for that world, she was meant for ours,” Rarity chimed in, ever so quickly to defer any bad ideas about losing her friends.

“Ok girls, Rainbow is asleep, she should be as good as new tomorrow. I’ll swing by again to check later,” Sighed the Princess. “Fluttershy? Would you mind staying here for the night to make sure nothing bad happens?” She asked politely.

“Oh, uh...sure, I would love to spend the night with Rainbow.” Blushed Fluttershy, her voice ever so quiet.

“Twilight? I would hate to trouble you more, but I have an assignment for you. I would like you to research this phenomenon and tell me what you discover. This has never happened before and I want to know all about it.” The Princess glanced at her pupil.

“Will do, princess, you can count on me,” said a confident Twilight.
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“Oh my head...” moaned a disgruntled Rainbow Dash. She kept her eyes closed and ran her hoof up to her throbbing forehead. Reaching around herself, she searched for her bedside table. She bumped a glass of water, which she quickly drank down. She didn't even bother to open her eyes due to the sunlight, and she wrapped herself up in the blanket she had on her, and dozed back off. Fluttershy hovered in the doorway, considering waking up her pegasus friend, but she thought better of it, and let her doze off.

“I’ll just make her some breakfast, which would be nice wouldn’t it?” Fluttershy asks herself. “I think it would.” She smiled and headed on her way. About a half hour later, Rainbow Dash woke up again to the smell of cooking. At first it smelled amazing, until she opened her eyes. This wasn’t her room. Where were her posters? Where was her comfy mattress? She started to breathe really fast. Where was she? She tried to calm herself, and it was working because she thought she heard Dad coming to see her, until a flying figure was floating in the door way.

“Good morning, Rainbow Dash, how are you-” Fluttershy was cut short. Rainbow Dash had started yelling at the top of her lungs for “Dad.” “Oh, no, please Rainbow, you’re home now, what is going on? Don’t you recognize me?” By now Fluttershy had dropped the plate, and backed up into a corner, trying to shy away from Rainbow Dash.

Dash was now flying around the room as fast as her wings could carry her. Panicking, she tried to fly through the cloud walls that surrounded her, but to her surprise they were solid. She took a chance at the window, and that worked. She flew out into the sky, away from that scary place. She turned to see the large pony that was named Celestia staring her in the face.

“Ah, Rainbow Dash, I was just coming over to check on you, good to see that you’re up,” Celestia said with a royal tone. The panicked look in Rainbow’s eyes concerned her. “Are you alright?”

Rainbow just floated there for a moment, mouth gaping. Her voice caught up to her mouth, “But you were a dream! I had a dream that a bunch of the ponies from My Little Pony had come to my Dad and my house, and you were there! And so was the yellow one that had me trapped in that cloud fortress!” exclaimed Dash, pointing back towards the castle.

Celestia looked shocked, “You still remember him? The memory spell Twilight cast was supposed was to restore your true memories. This is most troubling. So, you do not recognize that sky castle?” She pointed at the castle.

Dash shook her head, still dismayed. “Where is my dad? I thought this was a dream at first! Where is he! We were supposed to go to an air show with the Blue Angels! I have always wanted to see them! WHERE...IS...HE?!” She was on the verge of tears.

Oh dear, Rainbow Dash, come with me. We are going to see Twilight,” said Celestia in a stern voice. “I hope she has found something useful.” She thought Rainbow Dash might resist at first, but something about her presence made the pegasus fly right next to her.

Chapter 3

Oh dear, oh dear!” panicked Twilight. She had stayed up all night trying to find an explanation for the Princess about what happened. Pinkie Pie had opted to stay and help her find something. All she had found so far was teleportation from one side of the planet to the other, nothing about world crossings or anything of the sort. In all of pony history, there was nothing about world crossings involved. The only remote thing she found about the world crossings was something about time shifting and time convergence, but as far as she was concerned that didn’t matter at the moment. She was poring over a glossary of a book when there was a knock at the door. “Pinkie, could you answer that?” asked a twitching Twilight.

Pinkie nodded her head ferociously, and bounced over to the door. She opened to see the Princess and Dashie. “Dashie!” yelled Pinkie, who proceeded to tackle her best friend. She was greeted by a shove.

“I don’t know who you are, so BACK OFF!” yelled Dash, tears in her eyes. Pinkie’s poofy pink hair deflated, just like last time. “What happened? Princess, why doesn’t she remember me?” Pinkie whimpered.

“I don’t know Pinkie Pie, that’s what I have come here to find out, may we come in?” Celestia asked politely.

“Oh, sure, come on in.” Pinkie had said, back to her cheery self in no time.

“Twilight Sparkle, my pupil. What have you discovered in your studies? We may have a problem.” Celestia asked her student. Twilight hung her head low in shame.

“I haven’t found anything about worlds crossing over. The closest thing I found was that one pony had perfected teleportation and had gone from one side of the world to the other, but that was it. I’m sorry Princess, I let you down. What’s wrong with Rainbow Dash?” she questioned, still hanging her head.

“Let us worry about your investigation later; for now, Rainbow Dash’s memories are still about the man from the other world. It seems that the memory spell used on her was ineffective. What do you have to say?” Celestia asked.

At the sound of this, Twilight picked her head up immediately, concerned. She thought she did it exactly the same as she had done it during the Discord incident. “I dunno, should I try again?” she asked her mentor. Celestia nodded, and walked over and held Rainbow Dash. “Hold still, please.” Twilight was about to lower her horn to Dash’s head again, but this time Rainbow jumped away.

“Oh, no, not this time, the last time this happened you ruined my life! I’m not going to let you do that again!” yelled a furious Rainbow Dash. She squirmed out of the hold of Princess Celestia, and soared through an open window. She quickly glanced around, looking for somewhere to hide. She saw a forest not far off, and with memories of Daddy, she bolted toward it, hoping that he would be under one of trees like he was that one day long ago.
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“Why doesn’t Rainbow remember us? And why does she still remember that man?” bounced Pinkie. “I thought when you used that memory spell it would replace anything that happened before?” She was bouncing around the room, looking through Twilight’s books.

“I don’t know, Pinkie, I thought the same thing. I still feel bad about the first time, but after I saw how scared she was this time, I just wanted to help. Now she is off in the Ever Free Forest.” Twilight let out a sigh of fatigue. She had been up for almost 24 hours, trying to find out what had happened to Rainbow when she had gone to the different world, and now discover what had happened with her memory spell. Princess Celestia had gone back to Canterlot to talk to her unicorn advisers to see what they could figure out. Applejack, Rarity, and Fluttershy were out in the forest looking for Rainbow Dash. Pinkie had opted to stay behind and help Twilight, much to the dismay of Fluttershy. “Gah, this is useless. There is nothing about world teleportation or memory prevention!” She had started skulking around the room in self-pity when Pinkie threw a book at her.
“How about this one? It’s called, ‘The Effects of Teleportation on Memory,’ that sounds promising!” said an ecstatic Pinkie Pie. Twilight just shook her head in awe.

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“Rainbow! Where are you! It’s your friends! We’re here to take you home!” yelled Applejack. They had begun their search about an hour after Rainbow Dash had bolted away from Twilight’s library, and had been searching for a couple of hours since.

“Applejack, if she really doesn’t remember us, why would she be willing to let us take her? I mean, really, use that brain of yours,” snapped Rarity. And then, “I’m sorry Applejack, it’s just that being in these creepy, dirty woods has been really irritating me. Fluttershy, do you see anything?” Rarity yelled up to Fluttershy, who was following closely above the tree line, hoping to get a sight of Rainbow.

“No, nothing. In fact, I haven’t seen any form of flying animals since we got in here, this is really scary. Can we go back now?” Fluttershy said timidly. You could tell she was nervous. She was flapping her wings rapidly, her eyes were shifting back and forth, and her ears were flat against her head. “Besides, it’s getting dark, and it isn’t safe out here in the d-d-dark,” she gulped.

“We gotta’ keep searchin’. If she really doesn’t have her memory back, then she has no idea what’s in these here woods,” Applejack stressed to her friend. “Let’s think about her position here. She has a happy life with a great man for 15 years, and then six ponies trot into her house, tell her that she needs to leave, and, more or less, ponynap her back here. Now don’t get me wrong, I think she is better off here, but is it what she truly wants? Anyways, she wakes up the next morning to find herself somewhere completely different, without her old memories, and does what any other pony would do, panics. Also, I don’t have the darndest idea as to why she doesn’t have her old memories, so don’t ask.” grunted Applejack.

Continuing on, she manages to escape the strange place, the cloud palace mind you, and runs right into one of the ponies that ponynapped her, the biggest one of all, Princess Celestia. Now, obviously, Dash doesn’t have any idea who Celestia is, but goes with her to see Twilight under the assumption of help. They get there, and she gets, what probably seems to her, assaulted by Pinkie Pie for the second time in days. I’m sure that disturbs her a bit, then she hears Celestia tell Twilight to try and change her memories again. Now, don’t tell me that wouldn’t make you shiver in your galoshes. She freaks out, and runs to the nearest place that reminds her of her home, the forest. She has no idea what is out here, so Fluttershy, until it is actually dark, we keep searching. I don’t even care if she remembers us right now or not, I just want to see her safe and-” She was cut off by a large explosion.

Chapter 4

It has been several weeks since my Dashie had left. I had told myself that I was going to go out and try and meet actual people since dwelling on the past probably wasn’t healthy. After a debatably fun outing with some of the people from my work, I had started walking home. Someone had offered me a ride, but I respectfully declined. I wanted to be on my own for a bit, and I didn’t feel like inviting someone into my house. Saying my or I about anything around the house had taken awhile to get used to, since Dashie took equally good care of it, and it wasn’t easy to push that thought from my mind. I was walking in the forest near where Dashie and I hid underneath the tree during that rainstorm so long ago, when the day went from mostly sunny to very cloudy.

Ever since the ponies had come and gone, there had been strange weather phenomena; clouds moving at odd speeds and angles, rain coming and going almost systematically. Meteorologists had chalked it up to just that; a strange phenomenon. I had picked up my pace slightly as to not get caught in the rain, but nothing faster than a brisk walk, for I also had no desire to get home fast. I felt the first drops of rain hit my face and jacket, when a thunderous bang echoed overhead. The sound made me flinch, and I looked up to see lighting jump through the clouds. At first, it sounded like something had broken the sound barrier, but thunder didn’t sound much different I guess. I almost picked up my pace again, until I saw it. The tree that Dashie and I hid under together. The spot where we cried in each other’s hooves and hands, respectively. I figured I would sit down, just to get off my feet for a bit and to get out of the rain. I had rested my head against the trunk of the tree and closed my eyes.

I heard a crack. I instantly jumped from my position and began to look around me for any sign of life. And then there to my left, I saw Dashie. I almost leapt at her to hold her, but something bound me to the ground. Then I saw something new. I saw myself, sitting right next to me. I tried to talk, but my mouth wouldn’t move. I tried to wave, but my hands were as immobile as my feet and mouth. All I could do was watch. Dashie seemed younger than the last time I saw her, probably around the same age as when we were together under this tree. She had walked over and had sat down next to me. Well not me, me, but the other me. I watched, for the longest time, the two just sit and look out at the woods. Then she asked him if he still loved her. I watched the whole scene play out, exactly as I remembered it. I wanted to yell, to move, to hold her, to hold my Dashie one more time, but I couldn’t. I was crying on the inside. A tear leapt from my eye, just hovering on my eye lash. I watched them say sorry and I watched them embrace each other, crying. I watched myself grab my daughter, and hold her tight. I wanted to join them in embrace, trying ever so hard to move my arm. I felt a twitch in my arm. I pushed with all my might, trying to just touch Dashie once more. My arm, very slowly, approached my daughter.

It seemed like an eternity, how long it took for me to reach her with my hand. My hand brushed her wing. Success. My heart exploded, just like that old meme. But then, everything around me started to fade. I tried to hold on to Dashie with all the strength I could summon, but it wasn’t enough. The mystical force that had bound me before had me again. I squeezed my hand on her wing, hoping she would stay with me, but she disappeared, out of my sight. And so did I, the other I. He vanished too, and then there was the same bang that I had heard earlier, and I woke up. I shot straight up from my previous position. I looked back to where I was. I had fallen asleep under the tree, and was dreaming. ‘But, I could have sworn I actually felt Dashie’s feathered wing’ I thought to myself. I stood up, and peeked out from under the tree, and looked up. The clouds had been swept away, and in their place stood a majestic rainbow. It was beautiful, and not because it reminded me of Dashie, but because it was Dashie. I just knew it to be true, even though I had no way to prove it. I must have stared at that rainbow for an hour.

The rainbow began to fade, so I turned to head home. My heart was bouncing with so much joy. Had my Dashie found a way back? Maybe a way to communicate? I had no idea how to describe what I saw, but it was the best I had felt in weeks. It was only then that I noticed how tired my arm was. I also felt my hand clutching something, something tight. I looked down, and in my hand, the hand I tried so hard to reach Dashie with, was a big cyan feather.

Chapter 5

Fast. That’s all I could think about. Those ponies, I knew from how much I watched the show, were not fast. The way I figured it, I was the fastest around, and no one could match me, so I flew. I flew as fast as my wings would carry me, hoping that I might find something in the forest. I don’t know how long I flew, a couple hours probably, but I had no way to tell. From what I noticed, these ponies only had one clock tower. No watches or phones to tell time, just that tower. Dad would have helped these ponies... Dad. I had to push that thought out of my head for now; there was no time for sadness. Only speed, I had to get to somewhere that I could think and find out how to go home. I don’t care what those ponies say, about where I belong. I don’t care what world I live in, as long as I am with Pops, life was good.

I wasn’t paying attention to how fast I was going, and that’s when I noticed the air friction increasing. The sonic rainboom...That would get Dad’s attention! If he could see it, anyway. I pumped my wings as fast as they would go, pushing me through the air barrier. I felt the resistance building, but I was determined. I felt myself punch through the barrier, the rainbow forming around my mane. My body was speeding up, and a whistling sound was deep in my ears. I pumped my last bit of energy into my wings, and I exploded forward, rainbow tail behind me, the massive color circle spreading ever wider, covering this forest. It was easily the biggest one I had performed yet. The circle expanded for miles, at least from what I could tell, since I only glanced back for a moment. It was large enough that not only did it clear clouds; it smashed them together to form a massive rainstorm. I halted myself, and flew back towards the rain. To me, sitting on top of a thunderhead sounded like something to take my mind off current events.

I hovered above them for just a moment and let my wings collapse against my body, and I fell several feet. My hooves landed with a small thud. ‘That’s strange,’ I thought to myself. ‘When I was in that cloud castle, when I ran through the clouds, I made no noise. Come to think of it, the only time I made noise walking on clouds was...’ I glanced down over the edge. Below me was a massive tree, easily protecting the ground underneath it from the rain. My heart started rising fast, and I leaped off the cloud, unfolding my wings to slow my decent.

I hit the ground, and landed on a twig that cracked under my hoof. The sound almost made me jump, but something about it seemed familiar and calming. I looked around, searching for anything familiar. There was not a single thing that looked the same, other than the large tree. I trotted over, and sat down, letting my hooves slowly slide until I ended up lying down. I was alone in this jungle, no person or pony here with me. I felt like crying again, but this time I let myself. I don’t know how long I cried, but I must have cried myself to sleep because I had a dream where I saw my dad again. At first it seemed real, but then I could also see myself there with him. I saw me ask him if he still loved me, and he told me of course. How could I have been so foolish back then? Of course he loved me; he had raised me for ten years before that. If I ever see him again... no, when I see him again, I will be sure to apologize for that.

In the dream, I saw him stroke my mane and hold me close. I tried to lean in on the hug, but I couldn't will myself close enough, until I felt a sharp pain in my wing. That’s what woke me up. I shot up out of the position I was in, checking myself for any visible damage. Other than a missing feather I seemed alright. This is where I sit now, having no idea where one of my feathers went, and am currently under a tree hiding from rain. Some pegasus pony I am.

“Rainbow where are you?” came a voice through the trees. I could hear the voice of the orange one, what was her name, Applejack? They were out looking for me, but I had no intention of letting them take me back to have my memory wiped again. I stand up, trying not to make too much noise. I trot off slowly, knowing that the flying one, Fluttershy, I think, is probably up there watching for me. Hoping to slip away under the cover of the night, I jump into some bushes off the side of the trail, waiting to see if they move past. Trying to control my breathing, I peek out of the bushes. I see the white one first, Rarity, followed closely by Applejack. I look up and see a faint shadow of a flying figure above me.

After sitting still for several minutes, I lose sight and sound of them. I slowly move back through the woods, making sure not to give my position away. After several seconds of this, I felt my flank rub up against something soft. A living being, it felt like. I whipped my head around, and was staring right into the eyes of another creature. I felt its emerald eyes scanning me, observing me. My eyes adjust to the darkness, and I see a cloaked figure. It had black and white stripes, it was a zebra.

“Ah, Rainbow Dash, it is good to see, that you have not forgotten me?” said Zecora. The zebra had a big smile on her face, clearly happy to see me. She was about to have a big surprise. When I didn’t respond, her smile turned into a frown. “You do remember me, do you not? Or am I someone you have forgot?” She asked concerned.

“The only reason why I know your name is because I have seen the show,” I say cautiously. The one episode of the show that I actually saw the Zebra in was about where she cursed us, I mean them. “And, if you don’t mind, I’m going to leave now.” I unfold my wings to make a quick break, until the Zebra bit my tail and held on.

Wait, Rainbow Dash, do not go, for what is wrong, I must know,” Zecora says through clenched teeth. She obviously wasn’t going to let go, so I let myself fall back to the ground and fold up my wings. “Please come back to my home, for in the dark, you should not roam,” she warned me. I let out a sigh and nodded, having her lead the way. She was right, I had no idea what was out here, and a house would be nice after being stuck out in the rain for so long.

Chapter 6

It has been a little more than a month and a half since I’ve seen Dashie so it must have been only a couple hours back in Equestria. I was sitting in my TV room, relaxing after a long day of work, and I figured I could reward myself with a little down time. I was flicking through the channels on the TV when I came across some NASCAR reruns and I figured I would try and watch it to see what Dashie saw in it. I know it was in her blood to go fast, but I was curious as to what she liked in particular. After about an hour of watching NASCAR, I was getting dizzy of watching the cars go around in a circle for so long. I personally didn’t find that very entertaining, so I got up to pour myself a drink.

After fumbling around in the dark for a while, I almost tripped out of the kitchen. One of the floorboards had been coming up and it snagged my foot. I caught my balance and sat back down and figured that NASCAR required a little bit of alcohol to enjoy, so I sipped on a beer. Normally I don’t drink, but after watching NASCAR I felt it was necessary. I set my drink on the side table next to my chair, all the while watching the screen.

I found myself rooting for the number 16 car which was a lighter blue. I thought to myself, ‘Like Dashie in the episode where she was competing for the Best Flyer's Award.’ I suddenly found my eyes drawn to the blue feather that I found several weeks ago. It was resting on top of the TV cabinet, next to the picture book. I averted my eyes back to the screen and started yelling, “Go Dashie, Go!” The Number 16 car was fighting hard for first place, struggling to get around the other car ahead of it. Then something happened. Number 16 got up really close to the first place car, then did some swerving motion, and snuck ahead of the other car. I launched out of my chair in excitement. I was standing now, cheering at the top of my lungs. One more lap to go, sweat was dripping down the side of my cheeks. The cars rocketed past the finish line, with Dashie just ahead of the pack. I was dancing and screaming and cheering. I knew that it wasn’t actually Dashie, but it felt good to cheer for her again anyways.

An interview crew ran up to the driver, and began flashing their cameras and asking questions. One interviewer asked the question, “How do you explain what you did back there? Getting past the forward car, I mean?”

The driver took his helmet off, “Well, to be honest, I have no idea. I thought I was giving my car all she had, but then she seemed more determined to win than I was, and bolted ahead. It was almost like magic. Ha, magic moves in mysterious ways I guess,” he looked at the camera and winked. I reeled back from the screen in awe, as if he was talking to me.

Celestia said that once, I’m pretty sure, and my eyes bolt back to the feather. I walk over slowly, staring at it intently. Magic, something that wasn't in my world, but in theirs it was everything. My mind racing, I was trying to think of something, some explanation. This is almost impossible, because I’m a human; I don’t know any real magic, just cheap card tricks.

My eyes shot back up to the feather again. I reached up and grabbed it, ever so slowly, and brought it close to my eyes. Other than the fact that it belonged to Dashie, there was nothing remarkable about it. I turned it over gingerly in my hands, treating it like a baby. The feather had a very large column running up the length of it, just like most feathers. I still knew enough My Little Pony lore to know that a pegasus’ feathers were thicker than bird feathers to carry their weight, but I couldn’t tell much of a difference. I gently put it back where it was, starred at it for a few moments longer, then pulled away. I stared at the TV for a moment longer and then powered it down. The room went dim, with the only light now trickling in from the hallway light. I walked to the light switch and flicked it down, cutting off all light to the television room.

I passed the walls that separated the room from the hallways, methodically walking for I was in deep thought. I headed towards the kitchen again, going to grab a glass of water. Thoughts were racing through my mind, but I was having difficulties focusing on a single one. ‘Is there a way for her to come home? Where did that feather come from? Is there a way for me to go to her? What can a human do as far as magic? Do humans even possess the ability to control magic? Is there a way to learn? Could something science-y cause something to happen…was Dashie alright? ’ All of these thoughts were fighting for the spotlight for my brain to focus on, that I wasn’t aware of my surroundings.

The plank that had caught me by the ankles last time had managed to trip me up again, only this time successfully making me fall. I hit the ground with a loud Omph, the glass shattering against the hard wood floor. “God dammit,” I sighed under my breath. With a sluggish movement I pulled myself up off the floor, limping back to the kitchen for a towel and a broom. I hobbled back out into the hallway, my towel and broom in my hands. I dropped the towel over where the glass hit, soaking up the water. I began sweeping up the broken shards of glass in a pile for me to vacuum up. A large piece of glass had slid into the television room. I rested the broom against the wall and, with a slight twinge of pain in my left ankle, walked to grab it. I was bending down when something caught my eye. A faint glow came from above the TV. I stood up, unaware as to what was going on. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room. The glow was cyan in color, radiating out of the feather that was perched above the TV.

I felt like I was in a trance. My body moved without me telling it to. Gradually I made my way towards the cyan feather. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it, like I was drawn to it. It drew ever closer to me, slowly but surely. I felt my foot bump against the furniture that held the TV and feather. At first, nothing happened it just sat there, glowing. But then, the unnatural happened. It rose slightly off its perch and halted, just floating. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had control of my body again, and I bent down to get a closer look. It was hovering about an inch off of the wood, not moving, just floating. I slowly reached up to touch it. As soon as my fingers brushed against it my vision was consumed by darkness.

Chapter 7

“Twilight please go to bed! You have been up for almost three days now! Besides, you won’t be any use to us if you can’t even stand!” Pinkie Pie shouted up to Twilight, who was perched on the edge of her over hang where her bed was. Twilight’s mane had snares and split ends, and was getting dirty from not showering. She had very droopy bags under eyes, and she was having issues keeping her balance on the edge. Her tail was wrapped around her legs, and that too was messy. She was reading the book Pinkie had found, looking for an explanation as to what was happening to Rainbow Dash.

“No Pinkie! If any one of us was in trouble, Rainbow wouldn’t rest until she figured out a way to help,” Twilight said with a slurred, tired voice. She was rocking back and forth, flipping pages frantically with her magic, looking for any sign or hope. “All I have found is that memory spells, when combined with teleportation, might bring memories of the pony who cast the spell over to the pony on the receiving end. That doesn’t help us at all! Rainbow doesn’t remember anything! This book is useless!” Twilight flung the book down onto the pile of books that were already on the floor beneath her. “And the worst part is that no one can find her! The other three spent several hours, HOURS, in the forest and no sign of Rainbow. Spike, send
the princess a message asking her if she has found any promising results, and make it quick!” Twilight barked.

“Uh, Twilight? The princess said that if she found anything then she would come back as soon as she did. I don’t think we should bother her-” Spike’s sentence was cut off in the middle, and a plume of fire shot out of his maw and a scroll landed in his claws. “Or never mind…ahem, ‘Dear Twilight, my advisers know nothing of this magic. What they believe to have happened is that the mixing of the powerful natural energy of the weather and your also powerful magic had created a wormhole of some sorts that was made of both magic and natural energies. They also brought some interesting points to ponder. The pegasus ponies have the ability to control the weather, where unicorns have only slight control of this and earth ponies have none. This is all and well, but they think that the combination of the Pegasus pony powers plus the unicorn magic may have created something inside of your friend, almost a new pony magic of sorts. While this is not a tested theory in the slightest, it must be noted as a possible explanation. This is important because, if this is true, this new magic is only controlled by your friend and, for it to be manipulated, would require another pony with similar powers to affect her.

Basically, what I am saying is that, once again only if this is true, then none of this worlds magic will affect Rainbow Dash’s personal well-being. This is also disturbing because that means that she may or may not have the power to control weather and magic. This is also different than the abilities I possess for I do not control a single power of magic and weather, but I possess two abilities. One for weather control and the other, magic. For now, there is nothing you or your friends can do to help Rainbow Dash. I now ask you, please get some rest. Your friends are worried about you and Spike tells me that you are not in the greatest of conditions. I need you at the best of your abilities, both mentally and physically. So sleep, my student. I will come to you when I need you. Princess Celestia.’ Whew that was a lot to read,” said Spike. Twilight hung her head.

“I can’t do anything to help Rainbow, and she wants me to sleep?” moped Twilight.

“Twilight, you silly filly, you know that’s not what the princess said. She said that she wanted you to rest and be ready when she needs you. Now, go to bed, Spike and I can clean these books up for you,” chimed Pinkie Pie.

Twilight sighed, “Okay, okay, you guys win.” Twilight struggled to her hooves, clearly weak and exhausted, and slowly walked to her bed.

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After the sound of Twilight shutting her door, Spike was quick to talk to Pinkie Pie. “What do you think of this Pinkie Pie? I mean, is this right? Rainbow Dash has no idea who we are and the only person she has had for a family was this man you guys keep talking about. Do you know his name by the way?” A quick shake of Pinkie’s head delivered the answer.

“Nope! He never said anything about his name! Neither did Dashie... And I’m in the same boat as you are Spike. At first I was really excited to have Dashie home! But after I saw what had happened, even I cried a little bit. I told the other ponies a couple days ago too, but Rarity didn’t like that thought,” admitted Pinkie. Her head drooped a little, “Spike, that man out there, he had no one to love or to hold. We have always each other! He had Dashie, and Dashie had him for a long time! I’ve been thinking this whole time about what is happening.”

“That’s exactly the look Rarity gave me! I remembered how that we needed Rainbow Dash to be one of the elements of harmony, but if she isn’t our friend... Then she won’t be able to use her element... How could she be loyal to somepony she doesn’t know? Or FIVE someponies she doesn’t know. I wouldn’t trust a bunch of crazy ponies who are keeping me away from my pops!”

“I hear ya’ Pink, but I think we need to look at what is better for her overall. Here in Equestria, she can live. She can fly and truly be herself. In their world, at least from what you guys tell me, she couldn’t,” Spike said, sliding a book onto the shelf.

“That reminds me, I saw the strangest thing on the way over today. I was walking, well not walking. I was skipping over and I was watching the sky for the off chance of seeing Rainbow Dash, when I saw a cloud move!” exclaimed Pinkie Pie. Spike gave her a confused look. “Not like that silly, I mean it moved on its own! There was no pony pushing it or anything! The only place I have ever seen that was above the Everfree Forest and in the other world,” Pinkie said with excitement.

“Something strange is happening Spike, but I don’t know what.”

“Are you sure? I mean, are you sure you didn’t see somepony pushing it? Clouds from the forest always stay above the forest. And why would a cloud from the other world be here? HOW would it be here? They don’t have magic,” Spike asked with wide eyes. The standard rapid head nod confirmed his answer. “Eh, I bet its just something that came from the forest. I’m sure it was nothing, lets finish this up-”

“Did I hear you say something about a cloud moving on its own?” came a drowsy voice. “I read about that in one of the
books...!” Twilight emerged over the edge of her loft, blinking heavily. “One of the old wizard ponies had documented that long distance teleports that required a large amount of energy would sometimes bring more than just ponies through the gates,” Twilight said. She stopped for a moment to collect her thoughts as she began to speak again. “The thing is, these anomalies would only occur for no more than an hour or two after the teleport happened. Pinkie, did you say...- That you saw this today?” Twilight stammered, still very tired.

Pinkie nodded her head ferociously, “Yeppers, on my way over here this morning. What does that mean though Twilight? Aliens? Are aliens here?” Pinkie’s eyes suddenly widened at the thought.

“No Pinkie, that does not mean aliens. At least I don’t think. No, this means something else. This means...this means,” Twilight’s sentence was muffled by a yawn. She swayed at the top of the stairs for a moment before collapsing.

“Twilight!” Spike and Pinkie yelled in unison. They rushed up the stairs to the unicorn friend to see if she was alright.

“She must have fallen asleep,” Spike said as he let out a sigh of relief. He lifted her rear end, “Pinkie, help me move her to her bed.”

“But I wanted to know what she was going to say!” Pinkie whined. She wrapped her hooves around Twilight’s sleeping face, “wake up! What does this mean!”

“Pinkie! She is sleeping, let her be. We can ask her what she meant when she wakes back up, now help me,” grunted Spike. He wrapped his claws around Twilight’s rear hooves and began to pull.

“Good idea Spike! Dropping her off the edge would surely wake her up,” Pinkie said as grabbed Twilight and started off towards the balcony.

“No Pinkie! Help me get her to her bed! She needs to sleep,” Spike growled.

“Oh I see, if we let her sleep, she can tell us later! You're full of good ideas Spike,” she said while trying to balance the sleeping unicorn on her back. Spike stared blankly after Pinkie, who bucked Twilight onto her bed. “Nighty night, Twilight. Hey that rhymes,” she chuckled to herself. Spike just brought his claw up to his face creating an audible slap at hearing that.

“Pinkie, sometimes I just don’t understand you...”

“Hey, Rarity said that too!”

Chapter 8

“That is quite the predicament Rainbow Dash, let us find the answers before somepony does something brash,” said Zecora. We had just arrived to her hut and we had spent the time walking discussing what was happening. I told her everything that had happened so far. Waking up in Dad’s world, being raised by him for so long, the other ponies coming and taking me home, me waking up in this…world, and how I came to this forest. From the show, the only thing I remembered about Zecora was that she was good with potions. I can’t say I’m an expert with potions, but I don’t think that they could help me find dad. I voiced my concerns with Zecora.

“Uh, Zecora? Not to be rude or anything, but how would a potion help me get out of this place?” I questioned, with slight drowsiness. I had been up for almost two days and it was starting to get to me.

“This potion will not help fix the events that transpired, but it will help you become less tired,” she said, slowly adding ingredients to her pot. She added some flower to it and it began to bubble. I took a quick sniff and snapped my head back. It smelled horrible, but I was so tired I was willing to try anything. After a few more moments of stirring, she dipped a bowl into the pot then set it in front of me. I quickly swallowed it down; it didn’t taste too bad either. I felt like a fire was lit inside of me and it felt good. I spread my wings as far as I could and began to flap them, and I lifted off the ground and held it there for a moment. I haven’t felt so alive since I arrived to this place.

I was so caught up in the moment though that I didn’t notice Zecora backing away from me at first. I looked around to see what she saw, and it was me. My wings and cutie mark had begun glowing. “Zecora! What did you put in that thing,” I panicked. I tried to move but my body was locked in place. The energy flowing from my body was amazing and horrifying at the same time. Zecora couldn’t respond; she just stood there staring at me, mouth agape. She stirred herself finally and ran over to try and pull me down. She struggled with all her might, but I was stuck. Then as quickly as the glowing came, it disappeared, and I fell to the ground with a thud! I stood up and shook myself off, I was exceptionally tired again, but this time, it felt like I had expended a large portion of energy, not like I had not gotten enough sleep.

“This pony magic is crazy to me, I just use brews and potions you see,” Zecora murmured. She walked over to a book and flipped it open and began to read. “I must study to find a remedy.”

I turned my back to Zecora and I walked through her house, looking at the trinkets and other things she had strewn all over the place. The way this place was decorated felt like something out of a horror movie or something. ‘All we need is a ghost’ I thought to myself. I turned to face the zebra when I got my wish. Something was in the room with us, but Zecora didn’t seem to notice. I slowly approached what seemed like a shadow in the center of the room. At first it didn’t do anything. It sat there, moving only slightly, until I saw it. In the center of the shadow, was a face. Not any particular face, but a human face.

My Dad’s face.

“Dad!” I shrieked. I broke into a sprint towards it, trying to catch it. I jumped into the air to try and grab it, but I flew straight through and smashed into Zecora’s pot. Zecora was now on her hooves, looking very confused. I just sat there in the pile of pots and pans for a while. Was that who I thought it was? I looked over to Zecora, I know she didn’t have any answers, but I just needed someone to speak to. I was going to say something, but I didn’t know what I wanted to say. My head was trying to make sense of what had just happened. I felt a hoof on my shoulder as Zecora spoke to me slowly.

“What is wrong Rainbow, I cannot help if I do not know.” I turned back to where the apparition was not moments ago, but to my dismay, it was gone. I rose to my hooves and brushed myself off. I stared at Zecora, finally coming up with words.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

***

I didn’t know what to make of the little that I saw. I blinked, trying to clear my vision. What did I see? I saw a room, that was for sure. What was in the room was the main question. I saw... something. It was all still somewhat of a blur. I shook my head, trying to get my memories to settle. There was some stuff on a wall, cups and bottles resting on shelves mostly. There were some tribal masks scattered around the room. It was somewhere that I knew, but I have never been to a place like that. Then it hit me. I hadn’t, but Dashie had, it was Zecora’s home.

But how did I get there? It couldn’t have been a dream, it had only been a couple minutes since touching the feather, yet something happened. There was someone there, probably Zecora logically thinking, as logical as this situation could be anyway. There was someone else though, someone who shouted something. If I heard it right, it was “Dad.” Dashie? Was Dashie there? No way, it couldn’t have been. I’m straining my brain to remember what I saw. No, Dashie was there for sure. I remember her lunging out to grab me. This isn’t possible. How could it be? I don’t control magic, neither does Dashie or Zecora.

In my hand sat the feather, which was noticeably faded from its previous color, as if the energy was sucked from it. I slowly climbed to my feet and took in my surroundings. I was in the television room again. Everything was the same as it was moments ago. No, something was different. There was light leaking in through the shut windows. How was that possible now? It was midnight just minutes ago. I heard a beep from the kitchen, the answering machine. That was also strange, since no one calls me. This day kept on getting odd. I set the feather down on the TV and walked into the kitchen and hit the play button as I went to pull a drink out of the fridge. It was from the office. It basically told me that they didn’t see me at work and were wondering where I was. The beer gushed back out and onto the floor 'Crap, I missed work! How long was I friggin’ gone?!' I looked at the clock, it was almost 7 o’clock. I was gone for nearly 19 hours. I just shook my head. I must have drank too much last night and don’t remember it.

I headed back into the television room and sat on the couch and stared at the blank TV. So many thoughts were rushing through my head. I just let them though, and I kept staring at the TV. I sat there for an hour, just staring and sipping on my drink. My mind was trying to rationalize what I saw, but I no longer cared what it had to say. My heart knew what I saw. I saw my little Dashie.

Chapter 9

Urgent knocking on the door stirred Twilight from her long sleep. She rolled over and peaked out one eye. She had slept for nearly 15 hours. She bolted out of bed, disgusted with herself. ‘How could I let myself sleep that long?’ she thought. “Spike! Open the door!” Twilight yelled, brushing her mane, she was ready to get back to researching. The knocking persisted, “Spike? Where are you?” She yelled. She sighed after getting no response other than knocking. She trotted down the stairs, “I’m coming, I’m coming,” she grumbled impatiently. She pulled open the door to see Princess Celestia standing on the front step.

“Twilight, may I come in? This is urgent, and I felt I must speak with you in person,” The Princess said hurriedly. Twilight was taken back a bit by her urgency.

“Of course Princess, make yourself at home,” she said, stepping out of the way of her teacher. “Could I get you something to drink?”

The princess politely declined as she walked into the tree house, “No thank you Twilight, I need to hear what you have learned.”

“Yes Princess. First thing, I apologize to you beforehand. I have been sleeping ever since you sent that letter concerning Rainbow Dash. I had wanted to be up sooner but I over slept,” Twilight said, ashamed of herself.

“Twilight, there is nothing to apologize for. You have more than applied yourself for the past few days. You need your rest, now please, what do you know?” The Princess inquired.

“Right, well main thing that I have discovered is that there are strange weather patterns over the skies of Ponyville. Clouds are moving on their own, no one is controlling them. This was brought to my attention by Pinkie Pie who had noticed them. I had read that some of the ancient wizard ponies had documented that long distance teleports would leave lasting effects on the areas where they occurred. One of the effects was that the portals remained open for short periods of time. What I believe is happening is that Rainbow Dash is doing something that uses great amounts of energy and compressing that energy into a small area which is opening the link back to Earth, the only other place where she has a portal connection,” Twilight said, slightly elevated that she finally had something to report to the Princess. The Princess’ reaction was not what she had expected, however.

“Yes, I feared as much,” Celestia said, shaking her large head. “The situation is becoming worse every minute as well I’m afraid. Every time Rainbow Dash uses her untamed energy, she slowly opens the portals more and more. Not only are physical objects starting to come through the gates, but certain elements of physics are too. The time difference that the two worlds shared, the one day here was one year there has decreased. In fact, my advisers and wizards believe that it is as close as one day here is two weeks there,” she elaborated.

Twilight’s eyes grew large at hearing this fact, “But Princess! You said that our worlds were never made to mix, that we can’t house each other! If what you saying is true, how long would it be until the two worlds merged together?” Twilight was panicking now. She started ranting about the repercussions of the two worlds colliding, but Celestia cut her short.

“Yes Twilight, I am well aware to the gravity of the situation. My advisers have agreed only upon one thing; Rainbow Dash needs to have her powers stripped. If she doesn’t, the raw power of the energies she controls will surely spell disaster across Equestria and Earth,” Celestia said with a grave tone. She saw Twilight cringe at the thought of trying to take another thing away from her friend. “She must be willing to give up her powers; otherwise there is no way that I would be able to remove them. They would resist me due to their uniqueness.”

“What if she resists? Then what will happen,” Twilight asked frightfully.

“Let us hope she does not. We must explain the gravity of the situation to her, and hope she understands what we are trying to do. Then, sadly, we will have to give her memories of Equestria back to her, and we know what that will do,” Celestia said quietly, almost at a whisper. Twilight knew what that meant, and she hung her head at the thought.

***

The group of ponies set out into the forest for the second time, only this time with the Princess and her two loyal body guards. Twilight and the Princess had gone and rounded up their friends again to look again for Rainbow Dash. Like last time, Fluttershy was flying above the tree line, but this time she had a companion, Philomena. The Princess opted to bring her pet along do to its sight and magical attunement.

“Okay Philomena, lead the way!” Princess Celestia shouted up. The majestic bird cawed in response, and took off low over the forest, circling back every so often to allow the group to catch up.

“Did you guys happen to check Zecora’s home when you were out last time?” Twilight asked her friends. Applejack and Rarity swapped glances.

“Well...Uh-,” Applejack stammered out until Rarity cut her off mid-sentence.

“What she means to say is...no, we didn’t. We figured that, if Rainbow Dash couldn’t remember any of us, she would have no need to go to Zecora’s, or even remember how to get there,” Rarity said, a little ashamed to hear it out of her own mouth.

“Well, I suppose I see where you guys are coming from, but that would have been the first place I would have checked. Knowing Zecora, if she found Rainbow Dash lost in the forest, she would have taken her in,” Twilight said, a hint of scold in her voice. The other two ponies hung their head in shame.

Pinkie Pie was bouncing behind the group, stopping to look at anything that caught her attention. The Princess was heavily focused on watching her pet, trying to determine where she might find the cause of the trouble in her land. “It’s been awhile since I have set hoof into the Everfree Forest, and now I remember why,” Celestia said with a slight shudder. Twilight looked on her mentor.

‘Even the Princess is afraid of the forest,’ she thought to herself. She didn’t blame her, especially now with the two worlds closing in on each other. She had yet to actually tell her friends the urgency of the situation, but she didn’t want to scare them. She was hoping it was the right thing to do. “Princess, how many times do you think Rainbow has opened the portal to the other world?” Twilight said as she turned around to face the princess.

“Well Twilight...-” Suddenly the princess stopped dead in her tracks, the others were soon to follow. A look of shock adorning each of their faces. As Twilight froze too, she summoned all the willpower she could muster to turn back around. What she saw she couldn’t comprehend.

“...She must have opened it more than once that is for sure...” The Princess said.

“Yeah, this is like my fifth time here.”

Chapter 10

Of course I was lying to her, this was only my second time here, but I didn’t think it would hurt to rile up the goddess a little bit. It took all the composure I had to keep from laughing at her and her subjects’ faces. “Hello, Celestia, long time no see,” I said with smirk. “Its been...what? Like two and a half months since I last saw you? That means that you guys are bringing me back after like an hour or something?” The shock that still was stuck on their faces turned my smirk into an inner smile. If one of them hadn’t said something, I probably would have started to laugh. Naturally, Pinkie Pie was the first to

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