"Maybe you should wait outside." I smiled. "Please?"

"But what if I want to get an autograph?" Discord asked. I raised an eyebrow. "Fine." He disappeared.

I continued to fight my way through the crowd. After I reached a clear area where I could see the celebrities signing pictures and notebooks of excited fillies, colts, stallions and mares, I stopped dead in my tracks.

Surely I couldn't keep my feeling for her bottled up inside of me while I talked to her. I didn't even want her autograph anyway, I just wanted to talk to her.

I made a final decision to wait until autographing was over, then I could talk to her in private.

Time passed as the fans slowly drained out of the building to go home.

"Alright everypony, it's getting late, and it's time for autographing to end." The announcer said from a stage at the front of the room. "The Wonderbolts, unfortunately have to head home soon, so if you could make your way to the exit, that would be fantastic."

This was my chance. I watched Dashie hover down a hallway and into what was probably her room here. I followed slowly behind her.

After the door closed, I waited a few minutes. I reluctantly raised a hoof and banged on the door. There was a bit of shuffling, and then a voice.

"Sorry autographing is over." She said. "You gotta head home."

"I was just gonna say happy birthday!" I said. There was a crash of some sort, then the door clicked, and it slowly opened.

"Pinkie Pie?" Was the only thing Dashie could manage to say when she opened the door.

Dashie looked different. Different as in, she seemed to be more muscular, her mane shined brighter and her wings seemed to be bigger. But her eyes. Her eyes looked exactly the same as the day I met her as I filly. Big, bold, and a beautiful magenta. Little did I know, I was kind of just standing there in the doorway staring at her.

"PINKIE!!" She shouted.

"Oh-!" I replied as an embarrassing blush tinted my cheeks.

"Pinkie, what are you doing here?" She asked.

"It's a long story," I said. "But... I need to know.... D-do you still like me?" I asked as my ears folded back. I stepped inside and closed the door with my back leg, keeping an eye on Dashie. He ears folded back and she smiled softly.

"Pinkie, c'mere." She said. I did as she said, and I was randomly encased in a hug from my friend. I gasped caught in my throat, but I forced in back down. "Of course I still like you."

"But that fight... You said you," I paused. "You said you never wanted to see me again..." My whole body tensed as Dashie rested her head on my shoulder. I'm not kidding, I'm sure my heart stopped.

"Honestly, I wasn't really feeling myself that day." She looked at me with sad eyes. Her breath tickled my nose. "I-I-I'm so sorry..." She buried her face in the crevice of my neck. Her mane brushed with my nose, letting me know she smelt like fruit.

Then I felt something wet on my neck.

"Rainbow... Don't cry..." I said "it's not like you." She looked up.

"I-I know, but I just couldn't live with myself for the rest of that month... I-I just felt so terrible..." She paused. "I meant to come back, but my schedule, and I thought you hated me..." By now I had tears in my eyes.

"Dashie, I would never hate you," I said as I wiped her tears away.

"Really?" She said before sniffling.

"Of course not."

"B-but-" I put a hoof over her mouth.

"No buts."

"I just feel like I owe you something..."

"...a sorry's always enough."

"But it's not, this time."

"Just, shut up, okay? I've already forgiven you. I have for two years."

"Really?"

"Of course."

"I still owe you something."

"Dashie,"

My voice box stopped dead in its tracks. Dashie had pressed my muzzle against her own. Everything in the world came to a screeching halt as Dashie's soft lips contacted with mine. I hugged her neck and stroked her multi-coloured mane. She pulled away.

"H-how did you know?" I asked. She have a small, sad smile.

"Oh come on, I saw you glancing at me while I was flying when I lived in Ponyville all those years ago." She laughed.

"Oh.."

"All those years..." Her ears folded back. "You still loved me... After.. That?" She asked. He stopped when I planted a kiss on her nose.

"Of course I do." I giggled "excuse me for being sappy," I said. "Sure, we had a big fight that could've broken anypony's friendship, but, Y'know, our friendship is different."

Dashie nodded slowly.

"we've been through the thick and thin, sticking together through it all." I paused. "I guess I've always loved you, from the moment you crashed into me when I arrived in Ponyville."

"But we were just fillies." Dashie chuckled.

"That doesn't matter, does it?" I asked. "It just matters if you actually love them, and it isn't just a dumb elementary school crush."

"I guess you're right." I smiled.

"Now, I think you've forgiven me lots." I said.

"Me too." She answered. "Why are you even here?" She asked.

"Oh, I need you to come to Town square in Ponyville at 4:30 on Tuesday." I said.

"I dunno..." She looked the other way. "Let me check to see if I have any shows." She hovered across the room and opened a mini calendar. She traced we hoof along a part of a page and smiled.

"I'm free!" She beamed as she looked back at me.

"Yes!!" I jumped up and down.

"Why are you going to do, though?" Dashie asked.

"You'll see!" I said. "Oh, one more thing I want you to do!"

"Anything for you, Pinks."

Author's Note

Auhg! Sorry, I was craving some fluff, Y'know? I just had to. Sad Dashie is sad, too.

~Stormy L. Dawn