This is the first story in Alien Bronco’s series PTS.
PTS stands for Ponify That Song.
This edition is my interpretation of the song Falling Away With You by Muse.
The song this story is based off of can be found here.
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Enjoy!
<(PTS #1)>
Beep... Beep... Beep...
Whats going on? Where am I? Spitfire groggily awoke from her induced slumber with an audible groan. What happened…
“Spits? Are you up?” Spitfires eyes shot opened as she finally realized she wasn’t in her normal cloud bed, and there was an absence of warmth provided by a certain cyan pegasus. She studied the walls that were painted two tones of blue in vertical stripes. She had an IV hanging from her forehoof. A magenta blanket covered her up to her stomach, leaving just enough room to see a bandage wrapped around her ribs that covered nearly her entire torso. There was a lone bedside table with a lamp and a few editions of daring doo.
She looked to the foot of her bed to see a very disheveled looking Rainbow Dash staring at her. Her eyes were red and puffy and her mane was messy. It wasn’t in its usual unkempt state but rather completely out of sorts. Colors were mixing, knots and split ends littered her mane.
“I’m… I’m up Dash. What happened? Where... are we?” Spitfire knew the answer. She just needed to hear somepony say it.
“Im sorry Spitfire it’s all my fault.” Rainbow put her head in her hooves and began sobbing once again.
“Dash, I need you to stay strong for me for a minute, please. Where are we? What happened?” Spitfire attempted to sit up before grunting loud and falling back against the bed. Rainbow took notice to this.
“Please don’t try to move. I’ll-” Rainbow fought of a sob and cleared her throat before continuing. “- I’ll try. We were flying… like any normal day. You challenged me to a race around the wonderbolt’s practice field.” The memories started to slowly return to Spitfire.
“I won right?” Rainbow cracked a small smile as Spitfire spoke up.
“Yeah… you did.” Rainbow cleared her throat once again and wiped the tears away from her eyes “Thats when I challenged you. First one to the ground and back.”
“I remember that too. We started on top of the wonderbolts arena.” Spitfire was having trouble remembering what happened after that. “Everything after is a bit of a blur. What happened?”
Rainbow broke down. She dug her face into the sheets to wipe away the tears. She took a deep breath and attempted to give Spitfire a good explanation of what happened.
“We started fast. Eventually we ended up just making a beeline straight for the ground. I wanted it so bad… I started doing a rainboom. I was sure I had it when that cone of air formed. But then I saw you, going the same sonic speed as me. I couldn’t believe it. Nopony can pull off the Rainboom but me… but sure enough you were there, a mere few miles per hour under doing your own rainboom. I pushed myself and broke my cone, going into a rainboom. I was at the ground in a few seconds after that. I flattened out and went in for a running stop. Thats when I noticed you weren’t behind me. You weren’t anywhere actually.” Rainbow looked up at Spitfires stoic face, void of any and all emotion. “You wrecked. I think it was because my rainboom... regardless you crashed into a tree.” Spitfire spoke up.
“So? It’s not like I haven’t wrecked before Dash. What's the worst case scenario? I spend a month in the hospital and rehab? That’s fine. I’ll be out flying with you before you know it.” Rainbow looked back down at the sheets, tears dripping off her face. Her sniffles filled the air for a moment.
“No Spits… You lost part of your wing. You won’t-” Rainbow turned away from Spitfire “-You won’t fly again.”
“What?” Spitfire’s face finally cracked. Her face turned to one of terror. Flying was her love, her life, her passion. Without it she was lost. She could feel herself beginning to crumble. Her hopes, aspirations, dreams were taken from her in one simple sentence.
The pair sat in silence for a good half an hour. The only sound filling the room was the melodic sobs coming from the cyan pegasus rested at the foot of the fiery wonderbolts bed. The silence wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable but rather confused and unsettling. Every silent moment gave each pegasus something more to think about. Spitfire knew what she had to do.
“Rainbow?” Spitfire broke the thick tension that had culminated in the room.
“Yeah” Rainbow looked up at Spitfire.
“I think we should see other ponies.” Rainbow looked back down at the sheets. She wasn’t sobbing anymore. She couldn’t comprehend what was going on.
“No.” Rainbow answered with a determined tone.
“What? Thats not something you can so no to Dash.”
“I just did. You know spits, you can be really stupid sometimes.” Spitfires face contorted to one of anger. Why did Rainbow have to be so stubborn on everything?
“Rainbow..” Spitfire’s tone was one of annoyance. She didn’t want to leave her marefriend. She didn’t want what they had to end. But she would only be holding the Cyan pegasus back.
“Spitfire, I know what's going through your mind right now. I know you don’t want to break things off with me. I still love you. Nothing will ever change that, you hear me? Nothing.” Rainbow moved closer to spitfire and sat down next to her. She placed a hoof on Spitfires cheek. Spitfire rested her head against her lovers hoof for a moment, enjoying the contact. Spitfire moved her head away again. The wonderbolt loved Rainbow Dash too much to make her go through this with Spitfire.
“You deserve somepony better than me Rainbow. You deserve somepony you can fly with, somepony you can have fun with. We’ve been growing apart for a while now. You know just as well as I do that we don’t have fun anymore. Our jokes are old… we've gone on every date imaginable. All we do now is fly and well… I can’t do that anymore.”
“Shutup” Rainbows tone was low and hurt.
“No Dash. We can’t keep this up! We can’t keep going on like nothing happened. I would die for you, but you need to do something for me.” Spitfire paused a moment to fight back the tears that had found their way to the orange mares eyes. “You need to live. You need to live, for me.”
“Shutup!” Rainbow’s voice had amplified to a dull roar.
“No! Why are you so stubborn?! Can you just be happy! Thats all I want… all I’ve ever wanted for you! Why can’t you just leave!” Spitfire was almost shouting now. She didn’t want it to be this hard. She wanted Rainbow to agree and walk away. Maybe she was stupid.
“SHUTUP!!!” Rainbows voice erupted into a much louder tone than she previously used. It was accented but a crack. “I know we’ve been drifting apart. I know that our jokes are old. I know we’ve done everything a couple can do together. I KNOW that we could only have fun flying, and even that was getting stale. I know all this. But you know what? I don’t care about any of it. We can’t fly together any more, big deal. I don’t care. We will get to know each other better. We can have a real relationship finally, not one based off of adrenaline and lust. I love you Spitfire. I will till the day I die.” Rainbow laid her hoof back on the sobbing wonderbolts cheek. This time the wonderbolt greeted it and nuzzled into the comforting touch.
“Rainbow…” Spitfire closed her eyes and sighed. She tried to move closer to the cyan mare resting next to her but winced at the pain she felt.
“Come with me to ponyville. I have friends there that would be glad to help us. I have a job waiting for me. We can start our new life.” Spitfire shifted her head to look at Rainbow without breaking the contact of the hoof on her cheek.
“You don’t want that Dash… You don’t want to leave behind cloudsdale. The wonderbolts. Everything you’ve trained for. You’re willing to give that up just because of me?” Rainbows smiled warmly at Spitfire.
“I’d rather never fly again then lose you.” Rainbow leaned down and nuzzled the down wonderbolt. Neither of them were crying anymore. They enjoyed the warmth provided by the other. For a few minutes they rested. Both were exhausted from the troubling events that had just occurred. Millions of questions zipped into spitfires mind. What was she going to tell the press? Did the wonderbolts know? How will they feel about losing their captain and their best flier? Will people find out about them if they both leave? What will the press think about them?
Rainbow on the other hand was enjoying the static of her partners emotion. It had been a while since the couple shared an emotional moment. They were normally busy with training, sleeping, or... other extracurricular activities. Spitfires breaths began to quicken. The fallen wonderbolt didn’t know what to do. She was beginning to panic. She hadn't had a panic attack in a long while… ever since her third date with rainbow.
“Rainbow… I feel like the worlds out to get me. Why did it have to take away my flying? Anything but my flying…” Spitfire began tearing and breathing rapidly. Her head jerked away from Rainbow Dash as she began to look around the room for any way to get out. To escape the nightmare she was trapped in.
“Spitfire are you ok?”
“The walls… the floor. There closing. We got to get out Dash!” Spitfire was looking around the room, eyes darting from place to place. She felt a hoof on her cheek point her head towards her marefriend. Rainbow starred her love in the eyes for a few seconds before leaning in and attempting to calm Spitfire with a kiss. Their lips met and immediately Spitfires expression sofened She could feel the love, the passion poured into the kiss. Her eyelids closed and she enjoyed the moment of pure bliss. Rainbow pulled away much too soon for Spitfires liking.
“Better?” Rainbow asked Spitfire in a sultry tone,
“Better. Thanks.”
“Yeah, no problem. A kiss from me can heal any ailment. Remember date three?” The two mares chuckled at the joke before looking deep into eachothers eyes once again.
“Do me a favor Dash?”
“Hmm?”
“Never change.”
“I think change is inevitable Spits… but I will promise to only change with you.” Spitfire gave a warm smile at the comment.
“So what would you do for work in ponyville?”
“I have a job there already. Nopony runs weather quite like me. I can clear the sky in ten seconds flat.”
“Weather? Thats not so bad. You’ll get to be in the air. So you said you have friends there?”
“Yeah, you know them. They were with me the day we met, and the day we spent together at the best young flyers competition. The other elements.”
“Oh you mean the princess?” Rainbow chuckled. Spitfire had always been a little jealous of Twilight.
“Yeah her and a few others.”
“Ok. Dash?”
“Yep?”
“I love you.”
“I love you to Spitfire.” Rainbow rested her head on the bed next to Spitfire. Both closed their eyes and exhaled. The urge to sleep was finally taking the couple over. Just before Rainbow slipped into a peaceful slumber she heard a mumble from her love.
“Rainbow?”
“Yeah?”
“I feel like I’m slipping. Like I threw away everything I worked for. I can feel myself withering away… like my soul is crumbling. I don’t know how to explain it other than I feel like i’m falling.”
Rainbow gave spitfire a meaningful peck on the check and spoke up. “It’s ok Spits. If you're falling, then I’m falling away with you.”
<(PTS #1)>
Author's Note
Thanks to the magnificent Tarascha for editing for me!
Thanks to the bodacious Irishtiger for suggesting this song!
Again please leave me any suggestions for the next song here or preferable on my blog post!
Let me know what you thought of the fic as it was my first one-shot! Thank you for reading!
<(Bronco)>
