Dash softly sighed as she arrived in the train station. She hung her saddlebags on her back. They matched the color of her fur, and the strap that closed the bags was a recreation of her cutie mark. These bags carried her necessities: Some bits for food, a dress or two in case her mom decides to take her somewhere fancy-- regardless if she wanted to go or not-- and a few couple small things.

She had thought about fulfilling her mom’s request and bring George along, but she decided against it. This entire trip of hers was to help get away from her emotions, and get advice on them. She didn’t need any more complications.

While it has been two whole months since George’s arrival, and it’s been more or less about a month and a half since Dash has started having feelings. While they may have started small-- and so soon-- her emotions gradually began to increase with time.

She really needed a break from all of this confusion.

“Goin’ somewhere?”

Her ears immediately twitched at the new sound. She didn’t expect anypony would have followed her, so she slowly turned around in curiosity.

Though who she saw was probably the last pony she expected to see here.

“I, uh… I heard you were heading to manehattan for a while.” George spoke softly, a warm smile slowly growing on his face. He then brought his hoof to the back of his neck. “I… I thought I’d come see you off, at least.”

“This is what I get for letting Twilight know what I was up to...” Dash thought, internally rolling her eyes. She then looked back at the stallion in front of her, seeing his warm smile.

“But...at least he was sweet enough t— Emotions. Why must you torture me...?”

Dash slowly inhaled some air, then sighed. She looked into his soft, yet bright smile. She couldn’t help but smile, herself. The more the she looked at him, the more her heart seemed to melt.

“Maybe Mom might get to meet him after all…”

“You alright, Dash?” George asked. “You looked like you dozed off, there.”

“Huh? O-oh!” Dash jumped, returning from her short daze “Sorry...” She sheepishly smiled. “Hey...Um, George?”

George cocked his head, and raised an eyebrow, as if saying “Yes?”

“Do you wanna...tag along with me?”

“Huh?” George’s eyes widened, “You mean...you want me to go to manehattan with you?”

“Well...Sure.” Dash moved a hoof to the back of her neck, “I have enough bits to pay for the both of us, if you’re up for it...”

“Are you sure you’re fine with me tagging along?” George raised an eyebrow.

“I’m positive.” Dash nodded, “It’ll be fun! Two friends... hanging out…” She trailed off, then immediately shook her head before she would return to another imaginary world. “Besides, you’ll be able to see a part of the world!”

Luckily for her, George didn’t notice anything strange with Dash’s odd behaviour. He slowly began pondering a bit. He originally came just to make sure she was safe before she left to visit her parents. And now she’s asking him to go with her. Soon enough, he figured he wasn’t going to turn down one of his closest friends.

“Sure. Why not?” He nodded with a smile.

“Cool!” Dash returned the smile, but then, she quickly realized something important. “Just one question.”

“What’s that?”

“Well, the train’s about to leave any second now…”

“I don’t have anything to pack, I don’t have anything. Period.”

“It’s not that...”

“Then what is it?”

“Do you think Twilight will freak out if we don’t tell her that we’re leaving?”

“Probably, why you ask?”

“All Aboard!”

“That’s why.”

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Even though Dash wanted to try to get some time away from George, something in the back of her mind pushed her into tagging him along anyway.

“These darn emotions.” She thought. “They’re going to be the end of me…”

George simply smiled as he looked out the window, seeing the vast world that he had forgotten. Even though their current trip currently passed by simple things, such as trees, he was already excited to see what was out there.

Dash looked towards the adventurous stallion. Just the sight of him gave her butterflies in her stomach, which in turn grossed her out at the same time.

“This is going to be a long day…”

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“So...what are we going to do in Manehattan, anyway?” George asked.

“Well, I mostly came here to visit my folks, y’know?” Dash replied.

George nodded in response.

Immediately, Dash remembered something. “You’re not still upset about...y’know...” She raised an eyebrow, worried about the stallion sitting in front of her.

“Not as much as earlier.” George shook his head with a chuckle, “I won’t be crying on you anytime soon, that’s for sure.

“Good. Maybe all you need is just a little more time. Maybe even hanging out with me and my family will do you some good.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Just a little bit.”

While he was fine with everything that’s happened, George still felt like something was missing. His family, if he had any, are completely beyond his reach and memory.

He could only wonder if they were even worrying about him.

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It’s been two weeks since George has vanished.

There’s been no trace whatsoever to his disappearance. Unless you count the note that Jason left, and the “show” it’s connected to.

It’s at this point, when the detectives raise the priority for the case. And they begin to work even harder to try to find him. And now that Jason’s gone too, the priority is raised even higher. Since both of them vanished without a trace.

It’s about darn time those detectives put more effort into it.

Although they won’t find much, at least they’ll be doing a better job than they were doing before.

A bunch of lazy people, that’s what they are…

Ever since Jason’s disappeared, I’ve been following the only lead he found. That show he mentioned. He was right, it does sound and act like George. I haven’t seen much, mostly just a little fight with someone, and some other stuff.

But it could just be a coincidence.

…Could it?

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Dash slowly opened her eyes, waking from her slumber. She inspected the bed she was sleeping on, and quickly panicked, knowing this wasn’t her bed.

She quickly looked at a nearby window, then softly sighed of relief, remembering the fact she was on a train to manehattan.

She looked off in the distance, seeing another bed. Where George was sleeping on.

“Wait. I brought George along?” She thought, quickly coming back to the world of the awake, as she began to recall yesterday.

“Yeah...I remember.” She replied to herself. “I asked him to tag along. I wasn’t going to, but he looked so cute, coming over just to see me off...” She continued, “Maybe he has the hots for me…?”

“Ah geez, what am I doing? Sitting here, talking to myself about a stallion.” She internally scoffs. “Please.”

She slowly got up, trying ever-so-quietly to pass by without waking him up. She softly walked her way out of the sleeping stallion’s hearing range, once she had succeeded, she trotted off to the cafeteria cart, to eat breakfast.

“He looked so cute when he’s sleeping…” She softly smiled to herself. “He was even hugging his own little pillow an— Yep, there I go again… I gotta stop doing that!”

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“Hey… Wake up…”

“Ehh… Five more minutes…”

“There’s not enough time, George. We only have an hour before the train stops. Wake up!”

George slowly opened his eyes, groaning as he did so. As soon as he regained his vision, he saw his rainbow-maned friend, smiling at him.

“Dash…?” George muttered, “Wh-what’s goin’ on?”

Dash giggled. “We’re in a train, remember?”

George looked around, noticing the windows revealing a moving background. Passing trees, buildings, all confirming Dash’s claim. “Oh yeah…” He blinked, groggily lifting his head up, looking around his surroundings some more.

“I saved you some food, you slept past breakfast time!” Dash teased, her smile growing slightly.

“I...did?” George thought aloud, looking towards the door to the cafeteria cart, which now had a sign saying:

Closed!

...As we prepare for lunch.

“I… I guess I did…”

Dash nodded in response, then picked up a tray from behind her, and hoofing it to him.

“...Breakfast in bed? Really?” George managed to tease her, still somewhat half-asleep.

“Just eat.” Dash half chuckled, half groaned.

“Fine.” George stuck his tongue out, which seemed to bother her even more. Fortunately, that what he was aiming for. “Ooh! Pancakes! I actually haven’t had this in a while.”

Dash raised an eyebrow, realizing what the stallion had just said. “...What else do you eat?” She tilted her head, curious of her amnesiac friend.

George stopped, then looked right at her with a curious expression of his own. “...Why do you wanna know?”

“I’m just...curious. All I’ve ever seen you eat is pancakes.” Dash smiled sheepishly.

“You keep showing up so early, though.” George chuckled. “But, I get it. Twilight doesn’t make much though, usually it’s pasta, and... stuff.” George shrugged. “Sometimes she’ll switch it up, and order some pizza, or get something else completely random. But most of the time it’s usually the same meals over and over.”

“So...you really don’t know what other types of food there are...do you?” Dash pondered.

George shrugged.

“Huh.” Dash blinked, taking a mental note of this new information.

“...What did you eat?” George asked in response, “Since you’re gonna be curious, so will I.”

“...Hash Browns?”

“What the heck are those?”

“...Oh boy…”

Author's Note

The return of Equestria's Time has begun!

If you didn't know the story was in hiatus. Well, now you know. Refer to this blog for more information.

kthxbai.

10/25/2015 EDIT: HOLY SH*T THAT PHOTO IS F*CKING HUGFWUIRFNEUENJGIIVNRIUEGEHERIU—It's fixed now.