MLP:FIM MacinDash

As I walk over to Sugarcube corner, I think about what I'm going to tell Sorin.

Pinkie Pie comes out no where with a tray with different types of cakes on it.

"Whoa. Slow down there, Pinkie." I say as I put a hoof to my stomach

"Oh, Rainbow. Just the mare I'm looking for."

"Oh really?" I ask knowing good and well what she wants from me with that tray full of cakes.

"Yes silly." She laughs at me. "I need you to pick out some cake, Dashie."

I laugh at my old-new nickname. Pinkie is where Mac picked it up. "Pinkie, I can't right now." I start toward Sugarcube Corner.

"If you're going to Sugarcube Corner, of course you can, you silly filly." She laughs as hops along side me. Surprisingly the tray stays in place.

I roll my eyes at the powers Pinkie. "You don't understand, Pinkie. I have to talk to Soarin'."

"Why do you have to talk to that meanie-bo-beany?" She asks as she starts to walk like a normal pony.

"Long story." I say as we walk in to Sugarcube Corner.

"Okay." She hops to the back to put the tray away.

I look around for Soarin'. I finally see him sitting off to one side with Dr. Whooves and Derpy Hooves. Soarin' is eating pie as always. Dr. Whooves is sipping on some hot tea, occasionally handing Derpy a muffin. I sigh as I head over to them.

Dr. Whooves sees me first. He greets me in his normal British accent. "Good day, Rainbow"

"Hello Dr. How are you this wonderful afternoon?"

"I'm quite well. Thank you for asking. How are you and the little one?"

I smile as I place a hoof on my stomach. "We are well. I have a little pain every now and then but nothing major."

"Good." He nods as he hands Derpy another muffin.

She turns to hand it to me. "Muffin, Dash?"

"No thanks, Der-dear." I start to say as I remember that she don't like her name.

"Okay." She turns and starts eating it.

Then Soarin' turns to me, clearly drunk. He throws a hoof around me, his breath smelling of a mixture of apple cider and Applejack Daniels. "Hey, baby. Wanna drink?"

I push him of me. "You're such a jackass, Soarin'."

"What do you mean?" He says as he tries to put his hoof back around me.

I push him again. "How could you do this to Spitfire?"

"Spitfire? Oh you mean that mare I fucked in your bathroom." He shrugs his shoulders and takes another bite of the pie in front of him. "Just a fuck and leave."

"How could you? She loves you, Soarin'."

"Love? Ha. Don't make me laugh." He burps. "Spitfire wouldn't know love if it Blaze fucking her yesterday instead of me."

I narrow my eyes "Fuck you, Soarin'! This is why I left you in the first damn place!" I turn to walk out.

"You'll be back, Dashie-baby. You'll be back!"

I growl as I walk out and on to the street. I sigh and push my wings out. I lightly flap them just to get my feet of the ground, and then head back to Rarity's.