My Little Dashie: Fifth Is A Gift.

It has been 3 days since I have been reunited with pops and my friends. It seems as if heaven is exactly like Ponyville, only more... peaceful. if that's even possible. Me and pops have 20 years to make up for. I can only hope that he's as excited to see me as I am to him. I still remember the day he died, it's as if that memory has been permanently etched into my memory. I don't like to think about it, in fact, I never did. But now there's no reason to. Because now we are together, a family, again. Hopefully forever this time. I don't know what I would do if he was somehow taken from me again.

I think Dashie is worried about something, I keep asking her what's wrong but she always says that everything is OK.

But I know my daughter, there's something on her mind thats bugging her. I will keep trying to find out what it is, But I   don't think she will ever tell me.

Today was an... interesting day, to say the least, due to the clouds moving on their own, much like they do back on Earth, I seem to have alot of down-time.

Mind you this is usually spent hanging out with my friends, or going into town with dad. But today I sat on pops' lap in my favorite recliner, watching TV,NASCAR,

to be exact. About half way through the race I looked up at dad. "dad?" He looked at me with a grin.

"ya? what is it Dashie?"

I sat there for a few seconds,twiddling my hooves, trying to think of how to say what i'm thinking. "are... are we going to be together forever this time?"

his face fills with worry, evicting the smile that residented there just moments ago.

"Of course we are, this is what's supposed to be. Why?"

I looked down towards the ground. That's the answer I expected,expected, but not wanted. I looked into his deep,blue eyes.

"Because we have been separated twice now and..." I stop mid sentence as I feel a tear roll down my face, I don't care.

"and those 20 years after you died were the worst years of my life." he looked at me. " I know Dashie, but I was with you the whole time." he ends the sentence with

a warm grin."I know... it's just that I don't know what i would do if it happened again." he hugs me as if he believes it will make me forget the subject.

it doesn't work. he realizes this and continues. " I know what you mean, when Twilight and the other ponies showed up and took you away..."

he stops to wipe a tear from his face.

" I was so depressed that I considered suicide." he puts his face between his hands and starts crying. I jumped off him and onto the soft carpet. My eyes now filled with tears that flow

like rivers and my face filled with both fear and worry. "NO!" I scream. "Tell me you didn't actually think about that!"

he looks at me his eyes now red from the tears. "It's OK, I considered it but I would never actually do it. I knew that that isn't what you would want."

I looked at him, my tears still covering my cheeks like a blanket. "r...really?" i asked. "of course, I would never put you through something like that.

you have experienced me dying once and i wouldn't want to put you through that pain again."

I jumped back up onto his lap and gave him what felt like the longest hug a pony has ever given ever.

He seems surprised but returned the hug. "don't ever ever scare me like that ever again." I whispered. Even though

I can't see him, I can sense that hes smiling. "don't worry, I wont, I promise." I smile as the worry and fear retreat from my emotions.

After about 5 minutes of us hugging and smiling. I let go and said "OK that's enough." he seemed worried at first but that emotion is quickly

replace with another smile. He chuckled as if he was remembering a funny joke from his childhood. "That's my Dashie." we both chuckled.

At that moment I remembered something, the perfect thing to say in this very situation.

So without thinking I say: "Yup. I'm your daughter always, your little dashie forever." He was blown away by this. "Wow,

you still remember the note that you wrote before you returned to Ponyville." "Of course I do. That note is what brought you back to equestria with me." At that very moment

I could hear something behind me. I turned around,scared as to what I would see. But when i saw it I was relieved.

It was just the TV. I then remembered we were watching the Daytona 500. It took me only a second to realize why there was cheering coming from the crowd.

but when I did, boy was I excited. My favorite racer,Jimmie Johnson, won the race. I shot up into the air like a rocket.

Screaming and hollering. Ha, apparently I screamed so loud, that the neighbors heard. They galloped over faster than a race pony and flew open the door.

Their faces were filled with fear and worry.

"Are you guys OK? we heard Rainbow Dash screaming so we came over as fast as we could."

It took me and dad a little bit, about 2-3 seconds, to realize why they were so worried. When we found out dad started bursting into laughter. I fell to the floor onto my back and laughed so hard my throat

went dry and I started coughing. I stood up,dad still in a fit of laughter so hard he was crying, and explained to them what happened. They just shook their heads,chuckled, and trotted off.

When they left. me and dad burst into EVEN more laughter. I don't think i have ever heard dad laugh this loud and, for that matter, this long.

Overall, today was a nice relaxing,not to mention hilarious, kind of day. Just me and pops.

Today me and dashie went to my parents house.

Dashie seems to like my parents. Even though she never really spent enough time with them to really

get to know them.

Just as we were about to knock on the door, I looked and pointed my finger at her. "Before we knock, you have to promise to be on your best behavior. OK?" She just looked at me with a sarcastic look. She rolled her eyes and simply said: "Come on,dad, I may look like a filly here in heaven,

but i'm still your big girl. I think I know how to behave appropriately." I knew she was telling the truth. She would behave, I just wanted to be sure.

I chuckled, ruffled up her mane and knock on the door. "Daaaaaad." She said.  "Now I have to fix my mane all over again." We both chuckled. Just then the door opened up to my moms warm, inviting smile.

I couldn't help but return a smile as me and Dashie both give her a hug.

Just then my dad walks up behind my mom and gently pushes her out of the way.

Me and Dashie hug him as well. He seemed surprised at our sudden hug-fest but he returned the hug to me, and to Dashie.

I smiled, I knew my parents would love dashie, but I wasn't expecting this much love this quickly. he let go of Dashie and invited us in.

My mom offered me and dad a tea and grabbed Dashie a soda. She said thanks. And smiled.

She then turned to me and mouths the words: "see? I told you I would behave,dad." She ended the sentence with a big grin. I return it.

We sat at the kitchen table,oddly enough, it's the EXACT same one that they had when I was a kid. I sat there for a little bit letting the memories come back to me.

We were there for a few hours. They asked a lot of questions, mostly about Dashie, they were so interested in her. I let her answer most of the questions, seeing as

this was as much for her as it was for me. Although, I had to answer some of them. such as

"Where and when did I find dashie?" and "how did you get from earth to Equestria?" That last one brought tears to my eyes as I remembered the crushing depression and sadness after Dashie left. They immediately apologized. But I just said "it's fine. At least we are together forever now, right Dashie?" I looked at her and noticed she was having trouble holding and even drinking her soda. My parents got her a straw right away. She,once again,said thanks, took a sip, and looked at me. "Right, pops." we both smiled at each other.

We were there until midnight. As we said our goodbyes, Dashie asked me to carry her, as she was to tired.

I happily agreed, as she hasn't asked me to do this in so many years. About half way home she managed to fall asleep. I just smiled as I opened the door. I wanted to savor the moment. So I lied down on the couch, let out a deep sigh, and looked at Dashie. Who was now curled up,asleep, right smack dab in the middle of my chest. I love moments like this. Moments where she acted like a filly, just for me. It was nice and quiet. I fell asleep shortly after.

I joined dad in his dream, he was a pony with short rainbow colored mane and tail. And grey feathers he looked stunning. This was the first dream in years that didn't involve the darkness that killed dad so long ago. No. This was a nice, peaceful dream of just us flying through a rich green forest.

Just me and pops.