After Death

Rainbow Dash dug, and dug, and dug, until she felt her hooves break through the top layer of dirt and the cool night air.

She dug faster until her whole body was out in the cool night air. She was about to fly straight to where she was planning on going, but immediately stopped. Everypony thinks I'm dead, she thought. If anypony sees me, they will probobly tell the police that I'm alive. Who knows what kinds of tests they would put me through! I'd never get to do what I came back for!

She sighed, then covered her tracks. She quickly flew to Sweet Apple Acres and dug up some dirt and mud and put them in a bucket she found lying around. She flew back to her grave, then packed in the mud so the dirt wouldn't fall to the bottom, and then put the dirt on top. That should do it.

She flew up to her house in the sky at a very swift pace. She thought about going to sleep so she would have energy for what she planned to do, but realized something. She had been dead for a couple months now, and had been in the so called "ever-lasting" sleep for all that time. So she decided against getting some rest. Rainbow Dash wouldn't have to worry about anything that live ponies had to deal with. Things like eating, drinking, sleeping, etc.. Then she realized something bizarre about her current state. She didn't even have to breath.

She tried to inhale, but was startled and a bit unnerved to find that she couldn't she darted upstairs and sat on her bed, trying to think about why she couldn't breath. She thought long and hard for a couple of minutes, then it hit her with a bitter tone. Pinkie Pie had just taken out all of her internal organs... including her lungs. She felt a wave of anger and betrayal rush through her. Pinkie Pie had been one of her closest friends, and she had taken her life. She had ended her life at such a young age.

Rainbow Dash felt dangerously close to tears as she remembered the good times she had had with her good friend Pinkie Pie. But then she remembered the excruciating pain she had put her through, and the tears of sadness and remorse were replaced with tears of rage and hatred, which she fought back.

She scowled to herself as she got up from her bed and found her saddle bag in her closet. She trotted downstairs to her kitchen. She was going to need her best knives for this. She grabbed her biggest butcher knife and her sharpest scalpel. She sharpened the big butcher knife and the other couple knives that she was going to use.

She strapped the saddle bad onto her back and went back upstairs to her bedroom. She walked to her dresser and opened the top right drawer. The two top drawers of her dresser had a secret compartment that could only be opened with two different keys (each lock had it's own key). They were both on a key ring, along with her other keys. She carried that key ring with her at all times, hiding it safely in a small spot between her feathers and skin on her left wing. She opened her stitched wings and reached for the usual spot where her keys were, but all her hoof felt was feathers. She flinched. ... Where are my keys...? Rainbow Dash sat down her bed, thinking. She thought back to the last time she had her keys. She could remember the feeling of cool metal between her feathers and skin. She thought, and thought, and thought.

Until suddenly, it came to her. The last time she had her keys, she had just arrived at Sugar Cube Corner to meet Pinkie to bake some cupcakes... Rainbow Dash could remember that Pinkie Pie had cut off her wings, while her keys were still hidden inside her left wing. And if she had her wings on now, but her keys weren't with her, then...

Oh, no, Dash thought warily. Pinkie must have found her keys while stitching her back together. But what could she have done with them? Dash wondered. Surely she would be curious and keep them, but where would she hide them? Maybe in her basement? Or her bedroom? I'll have to check. She stood up and went downstairs. She started out the door, but a glint of light caught her eye. She stopped and blinked. She traced the glint of light back to it's source; the window. She trotted over to the window and looked outside.

Dawn.

She frowned and sat back on her haunches. There was no way she could check now, not when ponies who got up real early to work like the Apple family could see her on her way to Sugar Cube Corner to obtain her keys. She would have to wait for the night to come. She sighed gloomily. She would have to wait inside her house all day long for night to come so she could go get her keys.

Until then, she would have to keep herself busy.