My Little Dashie - Alternate Ending

by Emerald Flight

Rating: everyone
Tags: Slice of Life
Length: 1089

I do not own the original 'My Little Dashie'. Please don't hurt me. I just made a happy ending.

I made this story first on wattpad.com. This isn't really as good as the sequel i made to it though: Dashie & Me. Read that next, 'cause it's awesome.
EDIT: It's not, please don't.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-02-11 10:04:02 UTC

Chapter 1

As the princess's glowing horn touched my forehead, I felt a warm sensation from my toes rising slowly to my head, and my whole body tingled. I looked through teary eyes to my left and noticed something before I became unconscious: Twilight's horn had let out a burst of blinding yellow light. I heard "TWILIGHT, NOT Y-" and all became silent.

When I awoke, I was lying down in an odd position. The floor beneath me was the same wooden texture, but everything was dark. I assumed that I had awoken in the middle of the night. I pulled myself up to my feet, tears once more welling in my eyes as I remembered the events that had recently transpired.

To my great surprise, I toppled forwards to the hard wooden floor, landing on my nose. It began to bleed, but I could hardly care, and I didn't notice what had happened until I pulled myself up onto my worn tan couch. My anatomy was strange, and my legs felt as though they were broken. My stomach was larger, and my back was extremely uncomfortable in my current position.

I almost died when I heard a sound that chilled me to my bone... in the best way imaginable.

It was another voice: the voice of Twilight Sparkle.

I tensed, as though I felt confusion throughout all my body. "Oh, no!" I heard her cry. "What have I done?"

I stood up to get a closer look in the dim light, my eyes still fuzzy from my tears. I fell forwards again, but onto my... hands?

After all of the initial shock of 'Oh my God, ponies! What?' I was able to piece together the strange coincidence that I was just involved in. Twilight brought the ponies back to Ponyville... but she had also brought back a large circle of my house's ground floor, including most of its furniture. I was also vaguely aware that this transportation involved me.

As my eyes began to adjust to the natural darkness, I saw all of the ponies that were in my house earlier that day, including one that had been in my house for a full fifteen years. Trying to concentrate very badly, with my nose (?) bleeding and my head hurting, one beautiful phrase bounced around in my pained skull:

My little Dashie.

I began to cough. This experience was too muslch for me. I tried to bring my hand up to my mouth, but it wouldn't reach.

"Oh my..." By this point, Fluttershy was the most attentive, and also the first to notice me. "W-what's happened to him?"

My pulse quickened. Fluttershy made it seem as though I was injured.

Pinkie gasped, followed by Applejack and Rarity. My head hurt more as I tried to lay down, but I stood stock-still on all fours, wondering what would happen next.

Rainbow Dash looked up, and saw me standing about ten feet away from the other ponies. It had not yet occured to me what Dash was going to do when she saw me. Twilight, on the other hand, was looking at a whitish mass on the ground that I knew to be the unconcious Princess Celestia. But my total concern remained on Dashie.

Forever passed, as Dashie stared at me and I at her, until the silence was broken by Applejack's country twang: "Twilight, what on earth just happened?" My attention still could not be drawn as Twilight began to explain that she had transported to early. I knew that.

I tried once more to stand upright, but toppled over again. Blood poured out of my nose. I remained there, as I saw no point to try again until I knew what had happened.

Fluttershy was the first to approach. She seemed much taller than she did back in the living room at the house, but perhaps that was because of my position. I just wanted to get to Dashie. I reached out my hand - and recoiled, because what reached out was a blurry tan mass of flesh. I looked closer, and I noticed an imprint on the bottom of my deformed 'hand'. It was the mark of a horseshoe.

I gasped, rolled onto my back, and broke into a cold sweat. I was panting. By now, all of the other ponies had crowded around my tannish body, including the slightly disheveled Princess Celestia. A quiet murmuring took over the group. "How could this happen..." "Did I do this?" But one voice stood out of all.

"Daddy?"

"Dashie," I replied, coughing a bit. "I thought I'd never-"

Fluttershy put a hoof over my mouth. It was farther out from my face than I remembered. "Please, sir, but right now you should rest. I think this would be strange for you if you knew what had happened."

But I already knew. I smiled, first slowly, then breaking out into a huge grin that spread across my face.

"Dashie..." I said slowly, quietly. "I'm so glad..." I was very weak, and a thin trickle of blood entered my mouth as I spoke. "Please... stay here..."

I woke up slowly while it was still dark. I sat for a second with my eyes closed. I recollected everything that had happened to me. I sat up slowly, trying my best to configure my new body. There was no dried blood across my face; the other ponies had taken care of me so well. When I had awoken, I looked around at my settings. I noticed the magificent cliff and the high, clear waters it swept into. I noticed a bubbly pink town to my left, dull in the early-morning darkness. But when I turned to my right, I saw five ponies fast asleep in a small group.

I rose to all fours. I knew this was as high as I would get, forever after today. I walked over towards the ponies, wobbling slightly. I nudged Dash with my nose, trying not to wake the others. She woke up slowly, like she always has.

"Dad?" she questioned. I nodded in response.

"Come here. I want to show you something."

She arose quietly, levitating. The feat was even more amazing now that I saw it from her own eye level. I guided her over to the cliff, where we sat together. We watched the sun rise slowly in the east. No words were spoken, but none were needed. A solitary tear fell down my left cheek.

I wished this moment would not end.