The dreams came again, and they were the same. Falling, tumbling through the dark. All night, until she woke up, gasping and in a pool of sweat. Every night for a week this happened. Rainbow Dash’s strange feelings didn’t stop, just got stronger. They only came when she was around Pinkie Pie, though. Rainbow was starting to wonder if the two might be connected.

The next week was fairly uneventful. Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash read together, went for “walks” in the park, and played with Gummy. Finally, it was time for Rainbow’s doctor appointment. While they were on the way there, Pinkie would not stop chattering.

“I’m so excited, Dashie! Maybe they’ll say you’re all better and take all the casts off! No wait, that would mean you wouldn’t be staying with me anymore. Maybe they’ll just take some of the casts off.” Rainbow Dash sighed. This was getting annoying. She was relieved when they finally got to the hospital.
Pinkie Pie pushed Rainbow into the waiting room and walked over to the front desk. “Hi! I’m here with Rainbow Dash for her appointment. The doctor said to come today.”

The pony working at the desk looked up and smiled. “You can go right on back. The doctor is waiting for you.”

“Thank you!” Pinkie grabbed Rainbow and pushed her into a pristine, white room. Every tool, sheet, and curtain was perfectly placed and organized. The doctor stood in the corner, waiting for.

“Hello, Miss Dash. You’re looking much better. I’m going to start the X-rays right away so we can get some of those casts off as soon as possible. The bones in your arms were just bruised, so they should be good to go. Hopefully your ribs will be healing nicely, too.” He grabbed the wheelchair from Pinkie Pie. “If you can just wait here, Pinkie, we will be right back.”

He pushed Rainbow Dash to an X-ray room and positioned the camera in front of her ribs. He took a few pictures, then repositioned it over each arm and took more pictures. As he walked away, a nurse retrieved Rainbow and returned her to Pinkie Pie.

“How did it go?” asked the pink mare.

“I don’t know yet, we have to wait until that doctor gets back with the pictures.” No sooner had the words left her mouth than the doctor came back.

“I have great news!” he said. “Miss Dash, your arms are completely healed, and your ribs are good enough to take the casts off!” With that, he pulled out the weird buzzing saw and began to cut open the casts on Rainbow Dash’s arms and legs. He made short work of them, and the white fiberglass bindings were removed in a few minutes.

Rainbow Dash stared in dismay at her pale, pasty arms and chest. “Is this normal?”

“Yes.” answered the doctor. “But don’t worry. They’ll look better in the morning. I’ve made another appointment for you in a month. Your legs should be healed by then.” He walked out to the waiting room and called the next patient. Pinkie grabbed the wheelchair and pushed Rainbow Dash out to the waiting room and through the hospital doors.

“This is great!” Pinkie seemed to be more excited than Rainbow was. “Now you can feed yourself and read by yourself!”

“Pinkie-“

“And we can play games and make cupcakes together!”

“Pinkie!”

“What?”

“You don’t have to push me. I can wheel myself now that my arms are free.”

“Oh yeah! Cool!” Pinkie let go of the wheelchair and let Rainbow Dash push herself. “And nooow…” Pinkie grinned mischievously. “I’m gonna find some way to get you back for spitting water in my face!”

Rainbow Dash smiled. If Pinkie tried anything on her, she had a few tricks up her own sleeve. They arrived at Sugarcube Corner, and Pinkie held the door for Rainbow as she wheeled in. “So what should we do first, Pinkie?”

“Make cupcakes!” Pinkie walked into the kitchen followed by Rainbow Dash. Rainbow stopped in the middle of the doorway in shock. There were chunks of cake batter hanging from the ceiling, piles of frosting on the counters, sprinkles all over the floor, and cooking utensils everywhere. Her struggled to comprehend what she was seeing. Pinkie normally kept her kitchen spotless.

“Pinkie! Why the hay is this place so… messy!?”

“Weeelll… I’ve been spending so much time taking care of you that I haven’t really had time to clean up. I wanted to make you completely comfortable, so I got kind of sidetracked from cleaning.”

Pinkie gave Rainbow Dash a very un-Pinkie-like smile. Rainbow started. Was Pinkie… flirting with her?! She shook her head. No way. It was probably just a figment of her imagination. Then she noticed the warm feeling rising in her chest again, like she had just drunk a hot glass of apple cider.

“There’s that feeling again! It’s like I’m… happy, in a really weird kind of way. Do I want Pinkie to flirt with me? Why would I want that?”

Pinkie had sacrificed her own time just to make Rainbow Dash feel at home. Somehow, that made Rainbow feel really happy that Pinkie cared that much. “Whoa! What the buck, brain? Stop it!”

“Hello? Earth to Rainbow Dash! Come in Rainbow Dash!”
Rainbow Dash shook her head, as if trying to get the thoughts out. “Sorry, Pinkie! What do you need?” She wheeled over to where Pinkie was standing on a stepladder in the middle of the room. She looked up and noticed that the pink pony was holding a glass of water against the ceiling.

“Oh good, you’re here! Grab the broom and aim the handle up here!” Rainbow Dash looked around the room until she saw said broom leaning against the wall in the corner. After picking it up, she wheeled back over to Pinkie and did as she had been told. Pinkie positioned the broom handle against the bottom of the glass. “Okay, now put some pressure on it and hold it there.” Pinkie said as she climbed down the ladder. She folded up the ladder and walked out of the room.

“Wait! Pinkie! What do I do now?! Come back!” Rainbow began to feel worried. Then Pinkie Pie appeared in the doorway.

“Now” she said. “you figure out how to get out of this. Or you get wet. Your choice. Think of it as revenge for spitting water in my face.” She smiled perkily and bounced out of the room. Rainbow Dash was pissed. Not at Pinkie Pie, because she had known that this was coming. No, Rainbow was pissed off at herself for letting herself be drawn into this trick so easily.

Pinkie sat patiently outside the kitchen with her ear to the wall and listened intently to Rainbow Dash trying to get out of her hazardous predicament.

“Hmmm. Maybe if I- nooo, that wouldn’t work. Oh, I know. I’ll just sort of- move over- and shift this- YAAAHHHHH!”
Moments later, there was a splash and the sound off glass breaking. Then, a very wet Rainbow Dash wheeled herself out of the kitchen. “You’re picking that up, Pinkie.”

While Pinkie was in the kitchen, Rainbow had an idea. She quickly searched through the room until she found a piece of rope. Using the lasso skills that Applejack had taught her a while back, she made the correct knot and threw the loop at the ceiling fan. It took her a couple of tries, but she got the lasso tightened around the fan blade just as Pinkie walked back into the room and somehow didn’t notice to rope dangling down from the ceiling.

Rainbow Dash rolled over to Pinkie and over her pink tail, effectively tangling it up in the front wheel of the wheelchair. Pinkie Pie let out a squeal of pain. “Ohmygosh, Pinkie! I’m so sorry! Here, let me help you with that!”

She bent down, blocking Pinkie’s view. A few seconds later, she came back up. “Okay, you’re good now.” She rolled towards the doorway, leaving a slightly confused Pinkie Pie standing in the center of the room. When Rainbow reached the door, she turned around and flicked on the ceiling fan. “Ha! Here’s my revenge, Pinkie!”

Pinkie was becoming even more confused. Then she felt a tug on her tail. She looked down. There, she saw a rope tied in a knot around her tail. Following it up to the ceiling, she braced herself as she realized just what was about to happen.
The ceiling fan didn’t spin quite as fast as Rainbow Dash would have liked, but that was because Pinkie was hanging from it.
The pink mare hung upside down by her tail. Her arms were folded, and her face had an un-amused expression on it. She spun in slow circles around the room, causing Rainbow no small amount of glee. “Ha! I told you I’d get you back!” She smirked. “Try getting out of that one, Pinkie.”

Pinkie’s eyes grew wide as she realized that Rainbow Dash had no intentions of releasing her anytime soon. “Wait! Dashie! You wouldn’t just leave me here, would you?” She made her best and biggest puppy eyes at Rainbow.

Rainbow Dash quickly turned her head away, but it was too late. She had made eye contact with Pinkie. She felt a twinge, and, almost against her will, she turned off the fan and released Pinkie Pie. Pinkie growled playfully.

“That was pretty clever, Dashie. But that just means my retaliation is going to be even better.” She grinned wickedly. Rainbow Dash smiled. She barely wanted to admit this to herself, but playing around like that with Pinkie Pie had brought those odd feelings back into her chest. She was starting to actually welcome them and enjoy them. Maybe staying with Pinkie Pie wouldn’t be so bad after all…

Author's Note

BTW please feel free to criticize any mistakes that you find. Also, compliments are appreciated. ;)