My little Derpy: a My Little Dashie spinoff

As I settled on the track that Lightning Dust and I would race on, I got a bit nervous. She was right, I HAD only won by default last time because Dust broke her wing.

But I was confident that I could win legitimately. Yellow and blue Pegasus her wings fast as she could. So did I.

“Readysetgo!” she took off the second she finished, but I took off right as she began. I flew in between the clouds and knocked them in front of Lightning Dust. Sure, I was cheating, but on the track, as long as you’re not racing Dash, anything goes. I saw the finish line, I was there.

Three hoofs.

Two hoofs.

One hoof.

Three inches…

ZIIIP!

A lightning bolt passed me and the line broke.

I landed on the cloud, panting. I had…

Lost.

I guess I wasn’t meant to race.

Maybe I was meant to go to the Factory.

“Well…” Lightning Dust hung her head, “you win.”

“What?” I said. “You passed the line first!”

Dust shook her head. “Nope, you won.”

I stood up. “Well, good race.”

Dust flew off. “See ya, Derp!”

“See ya, Dust!”