(Yeah, the Author's not is at the bottom of this thing. This is more about taking up a little word length because honestly this thing was fine with a little over eight hundred words. It's just a short and sweet flash fiction. Okay, maybe not sweet. It might be more along the lines of a little crass, slightly funny, and something I'm sure that our darling Rainbow Dash would laugh at. After all I think that her sense of humor is on par with some of the humor found in GTA anyway. So, while I am wasting a little space, how are you guys doing? Me, I'm fine. Just typing away, type, type, typaroo. So, a thought came to me while I've been working on this. I have two possible endings for Multiverse Rumble, the sequel to this story, and one of them was possibly trying to open both worlds to peaceful co-existence. Naturally... We know what the people in the GTA universe is like, so I'm not sure that is completely possible. The other takes a slightly darker tone, but I myself have always been open to suggestions. So, what kind of ending would most of you like? Super happy, sort of, medium happy, or down right sad ending? Again, hit me up on the comments.)
Dash’s run
(a short semi cannon, okay most likely not, but we’re going to call it that anyway, story happening within, more or less, The Ballad of Rainbow Dash universe)
(Liberty City University – Track Field)
Brucie stood near Dash and stretched out.
“Are you sure about this Dash? I mean I can’t help it if I’m awesome,” Brucie said as he ran in place for a moment.
“We’re both sure,” Tracy said as she stretched out.
Dash watched her friend seem to become almost boneless as she stretched her legs out to the point of touching her forehead with the toes of her shoes.
“Wow, you’ve been holding out on me babe!” Brucie shouted.
“Yeah, whatever, look are we going to race, or are the both of you going just keep making small talk?” Dash asked.
“Okay, okay, so, first lap around the track wins right?” Tracy asked.
“Hey, how about we do a major race? I mean a foot race from here to our cars, a race downtown to the helipad, take a charter copter up, parachute down, and then take a couple of speed boats and head over to Happiness Island. Then the first one up to the top of the Statue of Happiness wins!” Brucie said.
“That sounds a bit over the top,” Tracy said.
“Did you say flying?” Dash asked.
“Sure, we can take the… They have to fly!” Brucie shouted.
“I’ll do it if I get to fly,” Dash responded.
“If you do how will you parachute out?” Tracy asked.
Dash looked at her, then realized that she couldn’t leave the helicopter alone in the air and cursed under her breath.
“Damn it… Wait… We take a pilot up with us and they take over!” she said.
“Still want to do it Brucie?” Tracy asked.
He began to shake his head.
“Aw, he’s chicken. Bawk, bawk, bawk!” Dash said.
“Brucie isn’t scared of anything!” he said.
(Twenty minutes later)
“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!” Brucie said as charter helicopter banked in ways it had never done before.
“Young lady you’re fouling up the hydraulics!!!!!” the co-pilot shouted.
They neared the dock and Brucie was the first one to jump. Tracy followed him and the pilot simply looked at Dash.
“Yeah, just a second,” she said.
She moved the helicopter a little and then looked at him.
“Thanks!” she shouted.
She jumped out and felt the air rushing up around her as she fell. It was just like flying last time. The wonderful feel of the air, the smell of the ozone, and the feeling of sound barrier slowly being broken wide open was something she had loved in Ponyville, and it was something she wanted to feel here.
She saw the dock getting larger and pulled the zipcord on the parachute. For a moment nothing happened, but then it opened revealing a stunning blue parachute, with Brucie’s Executive Auto logo on it, and she felt herself slowing down. She aimed toward one of the speed boats and landed near the end of it. She unbuckled the parachute, dropped it, and ran to the front of the speed boat.
She heard the sound of another one starting and looked to see Tracy getting into one. Right behind them was Brucie, but he had missed the boat completely. She gunned the boat and headed toward Happiness Island. The spray of the water hit her face and she grinned as turned on the music.
The sounds of the Foundations ‘Build Me up Buttercup’ played through the speakers, and she couldn’t help but feel like singing. She raced the boat until she hit the ramp for the dock, launched over it, landed in the water, and rode it up to the beach on Happiness Island. From there she took off running.
She nearly made it all of the way until she heard a little boy crying about getting his video game taken away, and then him and his mother talking in some made up language for the game. Shaking her head she side stepped the two of them, which had stopped in the middle of the trail, and tried to make it to the Statue of happiness. She made to the front and began to laugh.
Tracy and Brucie both showed up a few moments later and looked at her as she stood outside the lower level of the statue.
“What is it?” Brucie asked.
She pointed at the sign indicating the cleaning of the statue, and how it was off limits.
“Remember everyone the statue is off limits for the next two weeks for its/her annual D.O.U.C.H.E.
Diamondtastic
Outstanding
Universal
Clean-up
Health Inspection
and Environmental Inspection.
She/it will re-open in two weeks, and we expect her/its insides to be clean and ready to accept all visitors in both the front and rear entrances!” the sign read.
