My little Dashie (Fan Epilogue)

by sh1v3r

Rating: everyone
Tags: Rainbow Dash, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sad
Length: 1030

A short Epilogue i wrote. Origional story "My little Dashie"by ROBcakeran53.

There comes a time in our lives when we just have to let go. I suppose I'm just not that kind of person. Thoughts of her constantly play out through my head. It's a special day, I should do my best to honor her.
Slowly I reach down to pick up a pen a paper. Without thought. I begin to write.

Published 2012-02-13 13:14:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-02-13 13:14:02 UTC

Epilogue

“Dashie,
I am not sure if you will ever read this, but even the illusion of talking to you gives me comfort. It’s September the seventeenth. Your birthday. I am still going to celebrate it every year, I even made a cake.
I still watch the re-runs of friendship is magic on TV. every time, I tear up, and miss you more. I know it’s only been a couple hours since you left, and it’s only been a couple of months here, But it has felt like a hundred years.
Hell, who am I trying to fool? Dashie, I never told you much about my life before you came into it. All that you should really know is that it wasn’t good. Dashie, I need you more now than ever before. It sounds selfish, but I would give everything I have, just to get a sign. A sign that even though we arent together, that you are happy. I want what is best for you. I will always love you, and I will never forget you. My little Dashie
-you’re Daddy.”
I set the paper and pen down on the small coffee table in front of me. It saddens me greatly, to think about the fact that by the time she has completed one full year in equestrian I will be long gone, and she will be the only one who remembers me. It saddens me even more to think that I cant tell anyone about Dashie. People will thank I am insane.
I scanned through the paper at least ten times. Thinking about how I can make it perfect. As I scan the paper I get lost in thought. My eyes are still moving over the piece of paper in front of me. Every single memory I have of her, rushed to the front of my mind. I couldn’t control myself anymore. A tear fell loose from my eye and rolled slowly down my cheek. Eventually jumping on to the paper. The tear hit one of the words, causing it to absorb into the ink.
That one tear was just the beginning. I soon let go, I stopped fighting it. Once one tear falls, it is like a dam breaks. Every tear leaves the eyes in what is now, a constant stream down my face. Every single one landing on the paper, leaving a small dark blotch where they land. I cant help but let the tear stains remind me of the letter she wrote me when she left. To this day, the words always ring in my head,
“Dad,

For fifteen years you took care of me. For fifteen years you loved me, played with me, and made sure I enjoyed my life in a world not meant to house me.”

“I love you daddy. You helped shape me into the mare I am now. I'm not sure what is going to happen, if I will remember any of this or not, but I want you to know that you did a darn good job of raising me, even if I was a bit stubborn at times and short with you during others.”

“Your little daughter always.”
“Your little Dashie forever.”
“Rainbow Dash.”
I lay down on the couch that I was sitting on. Tears were now gushing from my eyes. I cried for about thirty minutes before I fell asleep.
I had a dream. Well I didn’t seem so much as a dream, but more like an extremely vivid memory. It was of the day she first said “I love you daddy” I watched myself kiss her on the forhead. I walked out of the room as she closed her eyes. She whispered under her breath,
“I will always love you daddy, and I will always be happy. I will never forget you.”
“I promise you, I will never forget”
I had only wished that it was real, that was what I wanted to hear when I wrote the letter. My heart felt as though it had stopped beating, that is when I woke up.
Everything seemed different. It was now dark outside, crickets were chirping, and the last bit of red glow from the sunset radiated off of a cloud. I look around and realize, I’m wrapped up in a blanket. It was a blanket I had given to Dashie, when she was a filly. I had long since folded it up and stored it in a closet. Another thing that seemed out of place is the fact that my fireplace was in full roar. I have never once lit the fireplace since the day she found out the truth, and we had come inside from the rain.
I continued to look around. I noticed the time. I had been asleep for six hours. That would make me four hours late for work. I rush over to check the messages on the answering machine on my phone. I had three missed calls. All were from my manager. I had never been late for work before. I suppose there is a time for everything.
My energy was drained, I could barely keep my eyes open.I sat back down on my couch, and let out a sigh. I continue to look around, my mind racing. I eventually look to the spot in which I had placed my letter to Dashie. My heart sunk to my feet. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I must have been hallucinating. She knew, I asked for a sign, and she gave me one. In place of the letter I had once written. Was a cyan feather.

(All rights to the original story and its corresponding characters from “My little Dashie” go to ROBcakeran53. The My little Pony: Friendship is Magic characters belong to Hasbro. )
(A shout out to ROBcakeran53. I read your story, and I loved it. You have great talent. My goal is not to rip off your story. I don’t wish for this to be any kind of sequel either. This is only something I wrote, almost as a deleted scene. Or alternate ending. I would really like to hear thought and opinions on this story.)