Painting our Life - 6 Colors

   It's been a few years since Dash has become human and came to live with me. We are entering our adult years now, yet, we still act like children. When I return home from work, she's waiting at the door or on the couch for me. Dinner is a quick fix for me, then we spend some time playing video games. Yes that's right, video games. Two adults in their thirties playing video games as if they were teenagers. It's quite fun, although I don't remember winning against her once, not even when she was a pony.

   Even though she's human now, and can visit places that she couldn't as a pony, I still miss the cute cyan pegasus form she was when I met her. She's taller now, about a head shorter than me still but definitely taller than when she was a pony.

   "Wake up, you're late for work." Dash's voice rang in my head. She nudges me.

   "Just a few more minutes mom," I mumble, pulling my blanket over myself.

   "I'm not your mom, now get up before I slap you awake."

   "Ok, ok, I'll get up." I sigh and sit up.

   "Yeah, and now go make us some breakfast." Dash kisses me on the forehead before leaving the room. What just happened? Was that a motherly tone?

   "I'm nearly three years older than you!" I call.

   "Yeah, and I'm a hundred."

   "Don't do it again," I scold. The waiter that was sent down here nods his understanding. "You are free to go." He mutters something on his way out, something I couldn't hear. I slink down on my seat. Dash sits in a chair next to me. A few weeks ago, she had convinced me to bring her to work with me every day.

   "You could be a bit easier on him," says Dash.

   "He was caught sitting around playing his iPod, that's not what I pay him to do."

   "Reminds me of someone I know, he's pretty nasty." My eyes widened. Who was this person?

   "Oh really? Who?"

   "Don't know, but he refused to wake up this morning and come to work." She slugs me on the shoulder. I laugh.

   "You're mean."

   "Yeah, there's no Internet here so you're the best thing here. For me to bother that is." I was against the idea of her going online, but seeing that she was now human, I succumbed to her demands and bought her her own laptop.

   Unfortunately, there were things I could not stop her from seeing. One hour on her new laptop had lead her to discover that more than half of the people who knew about her thought of her sexuality as lesbian. She locked herself in her room for hours. I eventually barged my way in to soothe her. Told her that that wasn't who she really was and those people were just making really bad assumptions. She cheered up eventually and learned to deal with the world talking about her in a negative way. After all, she is no longer Rainbow Dash the pegasus, she is Rainbow Dash is the human.

   Speaking of which, Dash had to think of a new name for herself. If she told anyone her name was Rainbow Dash, they would obviously think she is one who has lost it. At home when we're alone together, I still call her by the name of Dash, but the minute we leave the house, I am forced to know her as none other than the human "Shay".

   Twilight and her friends visit once a month, to check in on Dash. Occasionally a few of them would beg her to go back to Equestria, but she merely shakes her head and answers with "No".

   "Hey, you daydreaming?" Dash taps on my shoulder. I jolt awake from my trance.

   "What?" I snap. She points at the clock. 6:37.

   "It's quitting time."

   "Damn, didn't notice, grab your coat from the lobby and we'll go." I reached for my hoodie which I hung loosely on the side of my chair.

   "A-hem." She points at what she's wearing. Her rainbow t-shirt. "It's not even winter, why do I need a coat?"

   "Oh whatever."

   "Ky, seriously, if I wasn't here, you would've stared into space for the rest of the night." Dash chuckles before punching me on the shoulder. She does that a lot. A LOT.

   The ride home was silent. We don't have much to say during car rides.

   "My student, none of us want to do this, but we must."

   "Wouldn't it be much simpler if we just take her back?"

   "That would break the man's heart and leave her wounded. She would despise her own kind for what they did. We must learn to respect her wishes."

   "Yeah but-"

   "This is the only way. We must. You must. Now go."

   "Princess I don't-"

   "Go."

   "Fine."

   I sit in my room listening to one of Sum 41's older albums. Rainbow Dash is sound asleep in her's. I can't sleep. It's a Friday night anyways, there's no work in the morning; I can sleep in. I have my headphones on so I don't wake her. A devilish side of me comes out and I get the sudden urge to pull out the headphone cord so the song plays aloud from the laptop. I chuckle at myself and my idiotic wishes. Must be getting old.

   I close my laptop and crawl in bed. I fall into dreamless sleep.

   I wake up with the sudden urge to use the washroom. I sleepily walk down the hall. Past the medicine cabinet, past the lightswitch and past Dash's room which has an ominous glow emitting from inside. Wait. What? The door opens, and a purple unicorn trots out. She sees me and her jaw drops. Shaking her head, she closes her eyes and her horn glows. Her mane. I reconize that black mane with purple streaks anywhere.

   "Twilight?! What're you doing here?" She doesn't answer. Sweat drips down her face, and she sends a white beam of light shooting straight through me, piercing me like a bullet.

   "If this hurts, please forgive me, but I feel you should be changed as well. I will explain when I have the time." Her horn glows again and a bright light surrounds her. The light dims and where Twilight once stood is now empty. The unicorn is the least of my worries. My head began to ache, I clutched my turning stomach and I felt my muscles shrink. Twilight mentioned something about changing, but what? Can't think straight... My eyes flutter shut and I hit the ground. The world goes black.