My little Derpy: a My Little Dashie spinoff

I woke up, sweating, in my bed. No, not MY bed, Rainbow Dash’s bed. Dinky was staring over me, crying.

I hugged her. The little filly hugged me back, and whispered “I love you” in my ear.

“I love you, too.”

I stared at my arm. It was burnt and cut. I tried to move my right hoof but it was stuck in a sling.

“Where’s Rainbow Dash?” I asked once Dinky let go of me.

“Making us breakfast,” Dinky replied.

“Well, sor-ry if I’m worried about the new guy.”

“Well I haven’t seen you in 10 years! You could at least say you missed me, Dash!” I knew that voice. Soaren and Rainbow Dash walked trough the door, still arguing.

“We’re THROUGH!” Soaren screamed and stormed out through the window, his wonder bolts suit torn and his glasses cracked.

“I WON’T MISS YOU!” Dash screamed at him. She spotted me. “So sorry about that,” she said.

I raised an eyebrow.

Rainbow Dash sighed. “Soaren and I are having… erm… problems with our relationship.”

My eyebrow disappeared into my mane.

“I’d rather not talk about it.”

I got up asked Dash a stupid question.

“Wanna race?”

Rainbow cracked up.

“You… HA! Race me… HAHA!”

I spread my wings.

“What’s the catch?” she asked.

“Looser is the winner’s slave for the day.”

“YES!” Dash said. “You’re on!”

On the track, I dodged the grey clouds. I caught up to Dash and laughed.

Bad idea.

My wing caught the wind and my wing was blown too far back.

CRRAACK!

My wing bone snapped and I saw blood. I plummeted to the ground. My life flashed before my eyes. It wasn’t much; I was only 19, but the memories got halfway through, then it all went black.

The last thing I saw was the rainbow shooting from the sky, and a cyan pony flying in front of me.