Painting our Life - 6 Colors

   That was how my life truly began. You may not feel how I felt, you may not understand how important she was to me, but after a year, I no longer cared what I did to keep her happy. Over the years, we've done so many things together that I never thought I'd do. Not that you perv. Yeah I know what you're thinking, uh huh.

   Anyways, after months of working at my new job, I finally saved enough for a car. The first thing I did was take Dash for a ride through town. Nobody could see her, the windows are darkened from the outside so we could see out and no one could peep in. She was astonished at all the buildings in the small city of Guelph. Of course I already had my drivers liscence when I was 16, the orphanage offered lessons. It took me some time to dig it up. One thing that surprised me though, while driving, Dash asked me if I thought she could ever visit one of those buildings. When I turned back to look at her, her eyes were glued to the window, telling me she was just speaking her mind. I didn't answer. We drove past the orphanage, I used to feel lonely whenever I walked by, but that day, I was with Dash. The drive lasted a quick hour, the first time Dash had any fresh air. She was beginning to get cranky each day. If only I could've bought a whole plain for her to fly in.

   We celebrated Dash's birthday on September 17th. She had turned 20. I went out and bought a cake, I had the baker write Happy Birthday Dashie on it in frosting. He questioned me about the name but I just ignored him. When I left, I heard him mumbling about crazy kids and spoiling their dogs. I wanted to stomp back in there and yell in his face that Dash was not a dog. But self control had my back. Returning home, I found Dash sleeping quietly on the couch. At first I wasn't sure it was her birthday. I checked the websites and fan fictions of My Little Pony online. So taking a risk, I went with the date that many fan fiction writers used as Dash's birthday.

   "Happy Birthday!" I had shouted. Dash jumped up in surprise and looked around confused. It was kind of cute. She chuckled and gave me a small punch on the shoulder for scaring her. Forgoing candles, we ate the cake. It actually lasted us a few days since it was only the two of us. She's not that much younger than me. There's a 2 year difference. Yet, she acts a bit like a child. Then again, she is from a children's television program. Another thing was Christmas. I had problems picking out gifts for Dash during Christmas. When I went shopping, my mind was blank on what she would want. I ended up giving her a Teddy bear in a racer costume. She loved it. I discovered she was fond of racing. Back in Equestria, there is a group of ponies called the Wonderbolts. They are the fastest flyers. Dash was amazed by the fact we had racers here, mostly because our legs don't carry us as fast as Pegasus wings do. Instead, we drove cars.

   2 years after I got hired, I finally saved up enough money to buy a new house, mostly because I moved up as one of the top waiters in the restuarant. The house is just outside of Guelph. It's three kilometres out. Here's the part that please Dash the most: nobody ever crosses these parts. There's a field with a forest beside it. Complete private propety to her and I. Buying the house left my bank account really low, so after, I had to stop my weekly visits to the mall to save money on gas. But it was totally worth it. Dash can freely fly about the property now. The house itself is quite big. The basement is finished, it has a huge, cozy living room and there's four bedrooms, but only two are slept in. Since we have two extra rooms, we used one as a computer room and the other as a workout room which I filled with equipment such as dumbells, a treadmill and a benchpress.

   Speaking of the computer room. I keep it locked. There are things on the Internet I prefer Dash not to see. Some could totally change her view on humans. I'm less strict on television because shows like Pokemon, Spongebob, FairlyOdd Parents and iCarly are completely fictional. I often catch her flipping through channels that run cartoons like Family Guy or South Park, I don't mind her watching them, as long as she doesn't get influenced by them. But she's a strong mare and knows what right or wrong.

   I also bought her an iPod touch due to the fact she has come to enjoy the radio music during car rides, but I can't always leave it on. So I bought her an iPod and loaded it with the songs she like. She uses the tip of her hoof when using it and believe it or not, she can control that thing better than most people who use fingers.

   Another problem was that she has been lonely back at the house while I'm gone. There's no other ponies here to keep her company and I'll be damned if I show her to a human. Since I had no other choice, I bought a small dog from a local farm. I admit, it's hard not to smile everytime I see Dash playing fetch with it. She had decided to name him Tank, after her old pet in Equestria. I haven't seen her leave Tank alone since I bought him. She curls up in bed with him, like a mother. They watch television together on the couch and they go for races in the small nearby forest. Dash always wins of course, due to her size and being a pony, she has stronger legs. But unfortunately, we had to return the dog as my work became a much bigger priority making it almost impossible for me to take him out on a walk without him running free. Dash offered to take care of him, it broke my heart to say no. She sulked for days. It's something I regret to this day.

   Oh god. Three years have passed already. They felt so short.  I never felt so much happiness in my life before. Dash has shown me to feel sympathy for others, to relinquish self pity. To laugh. To cry. To try. And to love. Why do I feel empty sometimes? She's with me. She filled the void. But nothing lasts forever. She won't always be with me. I must be horrible for this, but I'm glad she was exiled from Equestria. If she wasn't, I would've never met her. And a knife would have ended me 2 years ago, not by Tim, but me. It's amazing one small pony has brought so much change to my life within such a small time. Until further movement in what I'm going to accomplish in life, I'll just enjoy the present.