Soarin'xRainbow Dash Ficlet Challenge Collectionby paxtofettelChaptersHearth's WarmingNapKneelFamilyJokeTasteGiggleVeilKissBeachHearth's WarmingX-Mas Hearth's Warming "WAKE UP!" If there was one thing that both Rainbow Dash and Soarin' had in common, it was that they were definitely not morning ponies. Granted, they were always forced to wake up in the early hours of dawn in order to comply with the strict training regimen the Wonderbolts imposed. But even so, they would have preferred sleeping in; especially seeing that it was a free weekend. However, a certain little foal did not seem to be aware of that. "WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" cried Cloud Puff, bouncing up and down in glee. "Cloud Puff," grumbled Rainbow Dash, "what did mommy say about waking her and daddy up when they're off practice duty?" "I know, but I'm so excited" Now it was Soarin's turn to speak. "And why, dare I ask, are you excited about" he said. Cloud Puff gasped at her father's ignorance. "You mean you don't know?" asked the small filly in shock, "it's Hearth's Warming Day!" Rainbow Dash smacked her face with her hoof. "Ah cow manure, I totally forgot about that," she muttered, "all right, we'll get up. Just wait for us in the living room while we get ready." Cloud Puff merely squealed in delight before trotting to the living room. Rainbow Dash pulled the covers off her body and sat on the edge of the bed. "C'mon honey," she told her husband, "if we don't get up, Cloud Puff's gonna keep bugging us." "Do we have to?" groaned the light blue stallion. The mare nodded and Soarin' let out an exasperated sight, "fine." After getting up and straightening themselves up, they made their way to the living room. It was a rather large room, with intricate cloud columns supporting the "roof." In the corner, there was a small tree, much smaller than the ones that are usually found in surface homes due to the fact that it was rather difficult to carry regular sized one up to the house. Under the tree, there were a small group of presents, all neatly wrapped up with a bow on top. "The Gift Giver came last night!" exclaimed the filly, already holding one of the gifts in her hooves, "can I start opening it now?" "Yeah, go crazy," answered Rainbow Dash, making her way to the kitchen for some coffee. "Just don't make too much of a mess," Soarin' quickly followed. Soon the entire room was filled with the sounds of tearing paper and delighted squeals. The couple had each filled a cup of rejuvenating coffee in order to wake up from their morning stupor. "Ah, much better," said Soarin' after taking a sip from the strong, bitter drink, "still can't believe we had to wake up so early." "Well, we should have been expecting this when we decided to have a foal," answered Rainbow Dash, "but, I still think it was an awesome decision." Soarin' had to agree with her; while Cloud Puff was a hooffull at times, she did bring a new sense of spontaneity in their lives. "Heh, I guess you're right, baby," he said, "I think the day she was born was probably the happiest day of my- honey, why are you staring at me like that?" Soarin' saw that she had a devious smile etched upon her features. She signaled to the roof with her head, causing him to look up. Sure enough, above them hung a single piece of mistletoe, nailed to one of the more solid pieces of the room. Soarin' smiled and decided that tradition was very important in a day like today. His head began moving closer, her head mimicking the movement. It seemed like an eternity before the gap between them disappeared and was replaced by a union of lips. She still had the strong taste of coffee in her mouth, but he didn't mind one bit. It seemed to them that nothing could ever interrupt this wonderful moment. "EEEEWWW, GROSS!" exclaimed Cloud Puff, already having finished opening her presents. They both quickly separated and looked at the dark blue filly. She was looking at them with a disgusted look on her face, mimicking the moment when somepony loses their lunch due to seeing something revolting. Now it was Soarin's turn to smile deviously. "Oh, how silly of us," he teased, "how could we forget you?" He looked at Rainbow Dash, who had already figured out what he was planning, (after living together for a few years, she had already learned much of his mannerisms, including his love for pranking). They both approached the filly and planted a long, wet kiss on both sides of her face, pulling away with a loud "MWAH." "EEEEEWWWW! Old pony germs!" squealed Cloud Puff, who was rubbing her cheeks furiously. Both Soarin' and Rainbow Dash began rolling on the floor, overcome with laughter. NapNap (355 Words) "Rainbow Dash!" called Soarin' as her searched the living room of his and his wife's cloud home. "Rainbow Dash! Now where in the Goddess' name is she?" He looked in every single room of his abode, with its intricate columns reminiscent of Ancient Preek architecture. He looked in the kitchen; no dice. He tried the foyer; still nothing. He tried looking in Cloud Puff's room. Sure enough, the two year old foal was playing with some toys given to her by his wife's friend's little sister. "Hey Cloud Puff, you seen your mother around here?" he asked the dark filly. "No, daddy!" answered Cloud Puff and she resumed playing without a care in the world. Soarin' was at a loss at the whereabouts of the energetic cyan Pegasus. He had searched every inch of the fluffy home; well, almost every inch. "I haven't checked the bedroom," he said to himself, "worth a shot." He trotted down the hallway that led to the master bedroom door. He opened it slowly and was greeted with a sight that brought a large smile on his face. His wife, the mare who could fly three hundred miles between Maredrid and Trottingham without breaking a single bead of sweat, was lying sprawled on the cloud bed they both shared. She was snoring lightly, sleeping peacefully. Soarin' chuckled and shook his head softly. Rainbow Dash had a habit of napping wherever and whenever she could. He walked to her side and placed a kiss on her lips; softly, so as to not wake her up. Her mouth curled up in a satisfied smile, which made Soarin' feel even more content. He pulled the bed covers over her and placed another kiss on her forehead. "I love you," he whispered softly, before tip-hoofing out of the room and closing the door. He would have loved to join her, but somepony had to look after Cloud Puff. Speaking of Cloud Puff; as soon as he exited the bedroom, the foal trotted out of her room, her doll riding on her back. "Did you find mommy?" she asked. Soarin' smiled, "Yeah, I sure did." KneelKneel (332 Words) "So, where are we going again?" asked Rainbow Dash for the second time that particular night. Both she and Soarin' had been flying to Goddess-knows where for what had seemed to be an hour. Rainbow was never a patient Pegasus; always keen on getting answers the second she asked a question. "You'll see it soon," he answered, "just be patient." She let out a frustrated groan. While she loved Soarin' with all her heart, his laid back nature always seemed to agitate her more and more. "I swear Soarin', if this turns out to be another of you weekly pie trips…" she was interrupted by Soarin' suddenly pointing his hoof towards a distant cliff and shouting, "THERE!" Both of them landed on the solid rock ridge that overlooked the valley below. Being that it was the middle of winter, the ground was covered by a thick layer of fog; a metaphorical sea of clouds. "So what is it ya wanted to ask me?" she asked, "what's so special about it that we had to fly all the way here?" Soarin' sighed, "Rainbow Dash," he said, "ever since I've met you, you brought so much joy and happiness into my life. All these months we've been together have been the best ones that I've ever had." He kneeled down and reached into the pockets of his suit and pulled out a small trinket. He placed it on one of his hooves and presented it to her. She could not believe what her eyes were witnessing at this moment. It was a wedding earring; quite similar to the one Big Macintosh gave to Fluttershy a year ago. "Rainbow Dash," he said, "will you do me the honor of marrying me?" He felt the full weight of the cyan Pegasus tackle him to the hard soil; her legs pulling him into a frantic lip lock. He returned the kiss, pulling her close to him. That was the answer he wanted; the only one he needed. FamilyFamily (344 Words) Back and forth he paced; the waiting room of Cloudsdale General Hospital was silent save for the occasional voice radiating from the intercom. Soarin' felt his legs starting to become sore from all the pacing he had done for the past two hours. What's going on in there?, he continually thought to himself. He was soon brought out of his musings by the sound of the door to the maternity ward opening. A light pink Pegasus stepped out, a smile etched on her features. "Well?" Soarin' asked nervously, "is she all right?" "Everything went completely well," the nurse answered, "congratulations, you're a father now." At those words, he felt his heart literally burst with joy. "Can I see her?" he asked. "Of course, right this way please." The nurse pony led Soarin' through the brightly lit hallways until they had finally reached the room. When he entered, he was greeted by the sight of a beautiful cyan Pegasus with a rainbow mane; his fellow Wonderbolt teammate and loving wife, Rainbow Dash. She was lying upright on the bed and in her legs, she held a small lump covered in a blanket. She looked up at him and smiled. "It's a filly, honey," she said. Soarin' felt tears of joy build up in his eyes. He walked up to his love and looked at his daughter. She had a dark blue coat, same as his mane, and dark rainbow mane, same as her mother's. "She has your eyes," Rainbow Dash told him. Indeed, her eyes were as green as his, perhaps a bit darker. "She's beautiful, Rainbow," he finally said, "just like you." They were interrupted by the nurse clearing her throat. "Have you two thought up a name for her?" she asked. They both pondered for a while, trying to figure out the perfect name for the foal. It wasn't until a few minutes that Rainbow Dash finally spoke up. "How about…Cloud Puff? What do you think, Soarin'?" suggested Rainbow Dash. He smiled and gave her a kiss. "I think it's perfect," he answered. JokeJoke (360 Words) "Ok, ok, here's a good one: what's the difference between a goblin and an Ursa Major?" Rainbow Dash pondered over it a moment. When it came to figuring out punch lines, she was not exactly the sharpest spear in the arsenal. "Hmmmm, I got nothing," she said, giving up, "what's the difference?" "Well," began Soarin', "one's a big, blubbering monster of destruction; the other's an Ursa Minor." Soarin' burst out into joyful laughter while Rainbow Dash let out a groan. He was never good at telling jokes. Many of the squad members tried in vain to make him stop, but he would never listen. Most of them had chosen to ignore it, but Dash had reached her limit. "Soarin'," she nickered, "that was perhaps the WORST joke I have ever hear in my entire life." He was taken aback by her sudden outburst, but he soon regained his composure. "Oh yeah, well I bet you can't tell a better joke," he retorted. "Oh I bet I can." "Then let's hear it." She took a moment to think up a killer joke that will wipe that silly, dumb, extremely cute smile off his smug face. When she finally thought of one, a devious look made its way onto her muzzle. "Alright," she said, slowly making her way to her husband's side of the dining table, "who's the cutest, sweetest, hottest, funniest, most awesome stallion in all of Equestria?" "Uh honey," said Soarin', blushing at her sudden approach, "that's not really a jo- MMMPH!" He couldn't finish on account of a pair of lips suddenly making contact with his. At first, Soarin' was taken aback by her bold move, but he soon got into it and eagerly kissed back. He wrapped his fore legs around her neck, falling back on the soft cloud "floor" with her in tow. They stayed in that position for a while, neither one of them relenting. It wasn't until they were close to asphyxiation that they finally parted. "Well, how was that," asked Rainbow Dash, drawing small circles on his breast with her hoof. "Punchline needs some work." They both smiled as their lips met once again. TasteTaste (155 Words) Being a connoisseur of fine dining, (if you counted pie as fine dining), Soarin' was fond of many different tastes. Whether it was the juicy sweet taste of apple pie, or the tangy, bitter taste of chocolate, Soarin; indeed loved to taste many different things. However, there was one taste that he held in high esteem above all the others. It was a taste that he would experience several times a day. Morning, noon and night, the sweet taste would always overload every single one senses. Every time, he would be transported to a distant plane of existence, where time slowed to a standstill, allowing him to fully experience this wonderful sensation. However, as quickly as it came, it would always end; life would continue on. That taste, my friends, was not something that could be baked in an oven. No, that taste belonged to the lips of a Pegasus with a rainbow colored mane. GiggleGiggle (232 Words) There were many sounds that Soarin' the Wonderbolt found pleasing to his ears. Whether it is the screams and cheers of his adoring fans, the sound of an oven after it has finished baking a scrumptious apple pie, the amazing beats of DJ-PON3, or, though he would never admit it, the soothing strings of the cellist Octavia. However, there was one particular noise that he wished he could hear every single day of his mortal life. A noise that he felt he could not live without, lest he be overcome with sadness. A sound that he had cherished for most of his life; ever since he had first heard it that fateful night at the Grand Galloping Gala. That sound, or should I say sounds, were the giggles his marefriend, Rainbow Dash would let out. Every day he heard those giggles, he felt as he were about to melt into a puddle of love struck bliss. "I think I sound like a little fanfilly," she would always say; always getting embarrassed every time those squeals came out of her muzzle. "I don't mind. I think they are the most radical sounds I've ever heard," he would answer before giving her a loving nuzzle on the cheek. He had vowed that for as long as he lived, he would do anything it took to elicit that wonderful music from his one true love. VeilVeil (303 words) When she was but a young filly, barely out of her foalhood, Rainbow Dash swore to the very end that she would never, ever, EVER, get married. Every time one of the teachers at the Junior Speedsters Flight Camp would mention getting hitched, she felt as if she would vomit out her entire lunch. She would tell her classmates that marriage was stupid and completely pointless. If only those classmates could see her now. "Do you, Soarin', take Rainbow Dash as your faithful wife?" the pastor had asked. Rainbow Dash looked over to her side, her whole face covered in a customary wedding veil; a tradition that had been around since before the unification of the pony tribes. All of her friends from Ponyville had come to witness this event. All of them had bright smiles on their faces, (except for Rarity who, being the drama queen she always was was crying tears of joy uncontrollably. Thankfully, Spike had been there to comfort her.) Dash soon heard Soarin' answer "I do," prompting the pastor to turn towards her. "And do you, Rainbow Dash, take Soarin' as you faithful husband?" he asked. She did not even think twice. "I sure do!" she exclaimed. "Then under the gaze of the Immortal Goddess, you are now bounded together for eternity. May your lives be filled with joy and love. You may now kiss and seal this holy bond," announced the preacher. Soarin' lifted up her veil with his teeth, now content on being able to see his fillyfrie- no, his wife's beautiful eyes. They inched closer and closer until the gap between their faces disappeared. The entire cathedral was filled with the sounds of hooves clopping against the floor (and a "YEE-HAW" from Applejack.) Today, Soarin' and Rainbow Dash had begun a new life of happiness. KissKiss (139 words) As his dark green eyes stared into her purple ones, Soarin' felt as if he was staring into the eyes of Goddess Faustia herself. As they laid there in their bed, their faces slowly closing the gap ever so slowly, they had only one single nagging thought was running through their collective minds. Soon, the small space between their muzzles disappeared as the two lovers engaged in the activity they had grown so accustomed to. Dash stroked his dark blue mane while he did the same to her multicolored one. They laid there kissing for what seemed like an eternity until they begrudgingly parted for much needed oxygen. They stared into each other's eyes once more. They were silent, but, as if by a sort of mind reading spell, they knew what the other was thinking. I love you BeachBeach (373 words) “Come on guys, hurry up!” shouted the pale blue Pegasus colt as he glided towards the water. Behind him were three other Pegasi; a cyan mare, a light blue stallion, and an even darker filly. “Wait for me, Sunrise!” cried the filly, galloping harder to catch up with the energetic colt. But, she was brought to an abrupt stop by her mother’s teeth pulling on her tail. “Hold on there, Cloud Puff,” said Rainbow Dash, “you need to help Dad set up the umbrella.” Cloud Puff huffed and pouted; “But mom, I wanna get in the water.” The stallion chuckled at his daughter’s behavior. “Don’t worry, honey,” said Soarin’, comforting Cloud Puff, “we’ll be done faster that you can say ‘Apple Pie’. Then you can go swimming.” The filly’s disposition immediately changed; her frown automatically turning into a bright smile. She grabbed the small beach umbrella that Dash had been carrying in her back and galloped along the sand, looking for the perfect spot. “Well she’s certainly excited,” commented Rainbow Dash, “she must have got it from me.” Soarin’ nodded in agreement; still, he had to admit, she wasn’t as energetic as Brisk. “How’s the other one?” he asked, gesturing to the mare’s large, round, belly. “Pretty calm,” answered Rainbow Dash, lightly rubbing the mound with her hoof, “it was kicking a bit before.” Soarin’ chuckled once again; “I’m guessing he’s gonna be as tough as you.” She quickly shot him a glare that immediately wiped his grin off his face. “What makes you think it’s a boy?” she questioned, “for all we know, it could probably be a girl.” The stallion began to laugh nervously, trying to find a way to defuse the tense situation he found himself in. “Um, uh well… hey look, Cloud Puff’s got the umbrella set up,” he said, pointing towards the dark blue pony waving at them from across the beach. She quickly gave him a look that said that they were going to have a talk when they get back home and made her way to the spot. He let out a breath, relieved that the situation had been defused, if for at least a little while. Me and my big mouth, he thought to himself.
Hearth's WarmingX-Mas Hearth's Warming "WAKE UP!" If there was one thing that both Rainbow Dash and Soarin' had in common, it was that they were definitely not morning ponies. Granted, they were always forced to wake up in the early hours of dawn in order to comply with the strict training regimen the Wonderbolts imposed. But even so, they would have preferred sleeping in; especially seeing that it was a free weekend. However, a certain little foal did not seem to be aware of that. "WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" cried Cloud Puff, bouncing up and down in glee. "Cloud Puff," grumbled Rainbow Dash, "what did mommy say about waking her and daddy up when they're off practice duty?" "I know, but I'm so excited" Now it was Soarin's turn to speak. "And why, dare I ask, are you excited about" he said. Cloud Puff gasped at her father's ignorance. "You mean you don't know?" asked the small filly in shock, "it's Hearth's Warming Day!" Rainbow Dash smacked her face with her hoof. "Ah cow manure, I totally forgot about that," she muttered, "all right, we'll get up. Just wait for us in the living room while we get ready." Cloud Puff merely squealed in delight before trotting to the living room. Rainbow Dash pulled the covers off her body and sat on the edge of the bed. "C'mon honey," she told her husband, "if we don't get up, Cloud Puff's gonna keep bugging us." "Do we have to?" groaned the light blue stallion. The mare nodded and Soarin' let out an exasperated sight, "fine." After getting up and straightening themselves up, they made their way to the living room. It was a rather large room, with intricate cloud columns supporting the "roof." In the corner, there was a small tree, much smaller than the ones that are usually found in surface homes due to the fact that it was rather difficult to carry regular sized one up to the house. Under the tree, there were a small group of presents, all neatly wrapped up with a bow on top. "The Gift Giver came last night!" exclaimed the filly, already holding one of the gifts in her hooves, "can I start opening it now?" "Yeah, go crazy," answered Rainbow Dash, making her way to the kitchen for some coffee. "Just don't make too much of a mess," Soarin' quickly followed. Soon the entire room was filled with the sounds of tearing paper and delighted squeals. The couple had each filled a cup of rejuvenating coffee in order to wake up from their morning stupor. "Ah, much better," said Soarin' after taking a sip from the strong, bitter drink, "still can't believe we had to wake up so early." "Well, we should have been expecting this when we decided to have a foal," answered Rainbow Dash, "but, I still think it was an awesome decision." Soarin' had to agree with her; while Cloud Puff was a hooffull at times, she did bring a new sense of spontaneity in their lives. "Heh, I guess you're right, baby," he said, "I think the day she was born was probably the happiest day of my- honey, why are you staring at me like that?" Soarin' saw that she had a devious smile etched upon her features. She signaled to the roof with her head, causing him to look up. Sure enough, above them hung a single piece of mistletoe, nailed to one of the more solid pieces of the room. Soarin' smiled and decided that tradition was very important in a day like today. His head began moving closer, her head mimicking the movement. It seemed like an eternity before the gap between them disappeared and was replaced by a union of lips. She still had the strong taste of coffee in her mouth, but he didn't mind one bit. It seemed to them that nothing could ever interrupt this wonderful moment. "EEEEWWW, GROSS!" exclaimed Cloud Puff, already having finished opening her presents. They both quickly separated and looked at the dark blue filly. She was looking at them with a disgusted look on her face, mimicking the moment when somepony loses their lunch due to seeing something revolting. Now it was Soarin's turn to smile deviously. "Oh, how silly of us," he teased, "how could we forget you?" He looked at Rainbow Dash, who had already figured out what he was planning, (after living together for a few years, she had already learned much of his mannerisms, including his love for pranking). They both approached the filly and planted a long, wet kiss on both sides of her face, pulling away with a loud "MWAH." "EEEEEWWWW! Old pony germs!" squealed Cloud Puff, who was rubbing her cheeks furiously. Both Soarin' and Rainbow Dash began rolling on the floor, overcome with laughter.
NapNap (355 Words) "Rainbow Dash!" called Soarin' as her searched the living room of his and his wife's cloud home. "Rainbow Dash! Now where in the Goddess' name is she?" He looked in every single room of his abode, with its intricate columns reminiscent of Ancient Preek architecture. He looked in the kitchen; no dice. He tried the foyer; still nothing. He tried looking in Cloud Puff's room. Sure enough, the two year old foal was playing with some toys given to her by his wife's friend's little sister. "Hey Cloud Puff, you seen your mother around here?" he asked the dark filly. "No, daddy!" answered Cloud Puff and she resumed playing without a care in the world. Soarin' was at a loss at the whereabouts of the energetic cyan Pegasus. He had searched every inch of the fluffy home; well, almost every inch. "I haven't checked the bedroom," he said to himself, "worth a shot." He trotted down the hallway that led to the master bedroom door. He opened it slowly and was greeted with a sight that brought a large smile on his face. His wife, the mare who could fly three hundred miles between Maredrid and Trottingham without breaking a single bead of sweat, was lying sprawled on the cloud bed they both shared. She was snoring lightly, sleeping peacefully. Soarin' chuckled and shook his head softly. Rainbow Dash had a habit of napping wherever and whenever she could. He walked to her side and placed a kiss on her lips; softly, so as to not wake her up. Her mouth curled up in a satisfied smile, which made Soarin' feel even more content. He pulled the bed covers over her and placed another kiss on her forehead. "I love you," he whispered softly, before tip-hoofing out of the room and closing the door. He would have loved to join her, but somepony had to look after Cloud Puff. Speaking of Cloud Puff; as soon as he exited the bedroom, the foal trotted out of her room, her doll riding on her back. "Did you find mommy?" she asked. Soarin' smiled, "Yeah, I sure did."
KneelKneel (332 Words) "So, where are we going again?" asked Rainbow Dash for the second time that particular night. Both she and Soarin' had been flying to Goddess-knows where for what had seemed to be an hour. Rainbow was never a patient Pegasus; always keen on getting answers the second she asked a question. "You'll see it soon," he answered, "just be patient." She let out a frustrated groan. While she loved Soarin' with all her heart, his laid back nature always seemed to agitate her more and more. "I swear Soarin', if this turns out to be another of you weekly pie trips…" she was interrupted by Soarin' suddenly pointing his hoof towards a distant cliff and shouting, "THERE!" Both of them landed on the solid rock ridge that overlooked the valley below. Being that it was the middle of winter, the ground was covered by a thick layer of fog; a metaphorical sea of clouds. "So what is it ya wanted to ask me?" she asked, "what's so special about it that we had to fly all the way here?" Soarin' sighed, "Rainbow Dash," he said, "ever since I've met you, you brought so much joy and happiness into my life. All these months we've been together have been the best ones that I've ever had." He kneeled down and reached into the pockets of his suit and pulled out a small trinket. He placed it on one of his hooves and presented it to her. She could not believe what her eyes were witnessing at this moment. It was a wedding earring; quite similar to the one Big Macintosh gave to Fluttershy a year ago. "Rainbow Dash," he said, "will you do me the honor of marrying me?" He felt the full weight of the cyan Pegasus tackle him to the hard soil; her legs pulling him into a frantic lip lock. He returned the kiss, pulling her close to him. That was the answer he wanted; the only one he needed.
FamilyFamily (344 Words) Back and forth he paced; the waiting room of Cloudsdale General Hospital was silent save for the occasional voice radiating from the intercom. Soarin' felt his legs starting to become sore from all the pacing he had done for the past two hours. What's going on in there?, he continually thought to himself. He was soon brought out of his musings by the sound of the door to the maternity ward opening. A light pink Pegasus stepped out, a smile etched on her features. "Well?" Soarin' asked nervously, "is she all right?" "Everything went completely well," the nurse answered, "congratulations, you're a father now." At those words, he felt his heart literally burst with joy. "Can I see her?" he asked. "Of course, right this way please." The nurse pony led Soarin' through the brightly lit hallways until they had finally reached the room. When he entered, he was greeted by the sight of a beautiful cyan Pegasus with a rainbow mane; his fellow Wonderbolt teammate and loving wife, Rainbow Dash. She was lying upright on the bed and in her legs, she held a small lump covered in a blanket. She looked up at him and smiled. "It's a filly, honey," she said. Soarin' felt tears of joy build up in his eyes. He walked up to his love and looked at his daughter. She had a dark blue coat, same as his mane, and dark rainbow mane, same as her mother's. "She has your eyes," Rainbow Dash told him. Indeed, her eyes were as green as his, perhaps a bit darker. "She's beautiful, Rainbow," he finally said, "just like you." They were interrupted by the nurse clearing her throat. "Have you two thought up a name for her?" she asked. They both pondered for a while, trying to figure out the perfect name for the foal. It wasn't until a few minutes that Rainbow Dash finally spoke up. "How about…Cloud Puff? What do you think, Soarin'?" suggested Rainbow Dash. He smiled and gave her a kiss. "I think it's perfect," he answered.
JokeJoke (360 Words) "Ok, ok, here's a good one: what's the difference between a goblin and an Ursa Major?" Rainbow Dash pondered over it a moment. When it came to figuring out punch lines, she was not exactly the sharpest spear in the arsenal. "Hmmmm, I got nothing," she said, giving up, "what's the difference?" "Well," began Soarin', "one's a big, blubbering monster of destruction; the other's an Ursa Minor." Soarin' burst out into joyful laughter while Rainbow Dash let out a groan. He was never good at telling jokes. Many of the squad members tried in vain to make him stop, but he would never listen. Most of them had chosen to ignore it, but Dash had reached her limit. "Soarin'," she nickered, "that was perhaps the WORST joke I have ever hear in my entire life." He was taken aback by her sudden outburst, but he soon regained his composure. "Oh yeah, well I bet you can't tell a better joke," he retorted. "Oh I bet I can." "Then let's hear it." She took a moment to think up a killer joke that will wipe that silly, dumb, extremely cute smile off his smug face. When she finally thought of one, a devious look made its way onto her muzzle. "Alright," she said, slowly making her way to her husband's side of the dining table, "who's the cutest, sweetest, hottest, funniest, most awesome stallion in all of Equestria?" "Uh honey," said Soarin', blushing at her sudden approach, "that's not really a jo- MMMPH!" He couldn't finish on account of a pair of lips suddenly making contact with his. At first, Soarin' was taken aback by her bold move, but he soon got into it and eagerly kissed back. He wrapped his fore legs around her neck, falling back on the soft cloud "floor" with her in tow. They stayed in that position for a while, neither one of them relenting. It wasn't until they were close to asphyxiation that they finally parted. "Well, how was that," asked Rainbow Dash, drawing small circles on his breast with her hoof. "Punchline needs some work." They both smiled as their lips met once again.
TasteTaste (155 Words) Being a connoisseur of fine dining, (if you counted pie as fine dining), Soarin' was fond of many different tastes. Whether it was the juicy sweet taste of apple pie, or the tangy, bitter taste of chocolate, Soarin; indeed loved to taste many different things. However, there was one taste that he held in high esteem above all the others. It was a taste that he would experience several times a day. Morning, noon and night, the sweet taste would always overload every single one senses. Every time, he would be transported to a distant plane of existence, where time slowed to a standstill, allowing him to fully experience this wonderful sensation. However, as quickly as it came, it would always end; life would continue on. That taste, my friends, was not something that could be baked in an oven. No, that taste belonged to the lips of a Pegasus with a rainbow colored mane.
GiggleGiggle (232 Words) There were many sounds that Soarin' the Wonderbolt found pleasing to his ears. Whether it is the screams and cheers of his adoring fans, the sound of an oven after it has finished baking a scrumptious apple pie, the amazing beats of DJ-PON3, or, though he would never admit it, the soothing strings of the cellist Octavia. However, there was one particular noise that he wished he could hear every single day of his mortal life. A noise that he felt he could not live without, lest he be overcome with sadness. A sound that he had cherished for most of his life; ever since he had first heard it that fateful night at the Grand Galloping Gala. That sound, or should I say sounds, were the giggles his marefriend, Rainbow Dash would let out. Every day he heard those giggles, he felt as he were about to melt into a puddle of love struck bliss. "I think I sound like a little fanfilly," she would always say; always getting embarrassed every time those squeals came out of her muzzle. "I don't mind. I think they are the most radical sounds I've ever heard," he would answer before giving her a loving nuzzle on the cheek. He had vowed that for as long as he lived, he would do anything it took to elicit that wonderful music from his one true love.
VeilVeil (303 words) When she was but a young filly, barely out of her foalhood, Rainbow Dash swore to the very end that she would never, ever, EVER, get married. Every time one of the teachers at the Junior Speedsters Flight Camp would mention getting hitched, she felt as if she would vomit out her entire lunch. She would tell her classmates that marriage was stupid and completely pointless. If only those classmates could see her now. "Do you, Soarin', take Rainbow Dash as your faithful wife?" the pastor had asked. Rainbow Dash looked over to her side, her whole face covered in a customary wedding veil; a tradition that had been around since before the unification of the pony tribes. All of her friends from Ponyville had come to witness this event. All of them had bright smiles on their faces, (except for Rarity who, being the drama queen she always was was crying tears of joy uncontrollably. Thankfully, Spike had been there to comfort her.) Dash soon heard Soarin' answer "I do," prompting the pastor to turn towards her. "And do you, Rainbow Dash, take Soarin' as you faithful husband?" he asked. She did not even think twice. "I sure do!" she exclaimed. "Then under the gaze of the Immortal Goddess, you are now bounded together for eternity. May your lives be filled with joy and love. You may now kiss and seal this holy bond," announced the preacher. Soarin' lifted up her veil with his teeth, now content on being able to see his fillyfrie- no, his wife's beautiful eyes. They inched closer and closer until the gap between their faces disappeared. The entire cathedral was filled with the sounds of hooves clopping against the floor (and a "YEE-HAW" from Applejack.) Today, Soarin' and Rainbow Dash had begun a new life of happiness.
KissKiss (139 words) As his dark green eyes stared into her purple ones, Soarin' felt as if he was staring into the eyes of Goddess Faustia herself. As they laid there in their bed, their faces slowly closing the gap ever so slowly, they had only one single nagging thought was running through their collective minds. Soon, the small space between their muzzles disappeared as the two lovers engaged in the activity they had grown so accustomed to. Dash stroked his dark blue mane while he did the same to her multicolored one. They laid there kissing for what seemed like an eternity until they begrudgingly parted for much needed oxygen. They stared into each other's eyes once more. They were silent, but, as if by a sort of mind reading spell, they knew what the other was thinking. I love you
BeachBeach (373 words) “Come on guys, hurry up!” shouted the pale blue Pegasus colt as he glided towards the water. Behind him were three other Pegasi; a cyan mare, a light blue stallion, and an even darker filly. “Wait for me, Sunrise!” cried the filly, galloping harder to catch up with the energetic colt. But, she was brought to an abrupt stop by her mother’s teeth pulling on her tail. “Hold on there, Cloud Puff,” said Rainbow Dash, “you need to help Dad set up the umbrella.” Cloud Puff huffed and pouted; “But mom, I wanna get in the water.” The stallion chuckled at his daughter’s behavior. “Don’t worry, honey,” said Soarin’, comforting Cloud Puff, “we’ll be done faster that you can say ‘Apple Pie’. Then you can go swimming.” The filly’s disposition immediately changed; her frown automatically turning into a bright smile. She grabbed the small beach umbrella that Dash had been carrying in her back and galloped along the sand, looking for the perfect spot. “Well she’s certainly excited,” commented Rainbow Dash, “she must have got it from me.” Soarin’ nodded in agreement; still, he had to admit, she wasn’t as energetic as Brisk. “How’s the other one?” he asked, gesturing to the mare’s large, round, belly. “Pretty calm,” answered Rainbow Dash, lightly rubbing the mound with her hoof, “it was kicking a bit before.” Soarin’ chuckled once again; “I’m guessing he’s gonna be as tough as you.” She quickly shot him a glare that immediately wiped his grin off his face. “What makes you think it’s a boy?” she questioned, “for all we know, it could probably be a girl.” The stallion began to laugh nervously, trying to find a way to defuse the tense situation he found himself in. “Um, uh well… hey look, Cloud Puff’s got the umbrella set up,” he said, pointing towards the dark blue pony waving at them from across the beach. She quickly gave him a look that said that they were going to have a talk when they get back home and made her way to the spot. He let out a breath, relieved that the situation had been defused, if for at least a little while. Me and my big mouth, he thought to himself.
