Truebolt

Ever since I was a colt, I've had big wings, making me a very good flyer, thus attracting the attention of a lot of other Pegasi, including Rainbow Dash. We've been friends for as long as I could remember, we flew together all the time, but even when I was a teenager, and the hormones were kicking in, our relationship has been strictly platonic. I remember one day in particular. We were flying home together, her parents had invited me to her house to stay the night, and one of the school bullies flew up above me and started poking at the base of my wings, making me shake from side to side.

"Hey, cut it out!" I had to yell over the wind for him to hear me "You're going to make me fall, stop it!" I tried to be as mature as possible, but it's very hard considering I was flying about five hundred feet in the air shaking violently. He laughed at my weak attempt at resistance. "Why don't ya get your girlfriend to make me stop!"

That made me a little angry, though I am a very patient person. "She's not my-" before I could finish, he got a good jab in while my right wing was down, and when it came back up, his hoof got caught under it and it dislocated with a sickening pop so loud it could be heard over the loud sound of the wind.

I screamed out in agony and fear as I started to fall out of the sky. I heard the bully gasp as he realized what he had done, and saw him fly away quickly before I could get a good look at him. Rainbow Dash dove for me, going faster than I'd ever seen her going before, and that's saying something. She flew down behind me as I plummeted towards the ground back first. It took her a few seconds to position herself under me to put her front legs under mine so she could fly upwards and prevent me from splattering on the ground.

I tried to help, but my wing was still badly out of place, so when I tried to move them I got hit with a fresh wave of extreme pain. I never was very good at dealing with pain, especially when I was younger, and this was worse than anything I had ever felt at that age. I couldn't help it. As she lowered me to the ground after slowing me down to a safe speed just inches from the cobblestone streets of Ponyville, I passed out.

When I awoke, I was in the hospital, and Rainbow Dash and her parents, as well as my parents were standing over the bed. When she saw my eyes open slowly, Rainbow Dash let out a sigh of relief. "I thought with all that screaming you did, you might have actually been hurt! Don't be such a baby, Bolt!" I tried to say something, but quickly found that hospital drugs had made me pretty much completely incoherent. Rainbow Dash laughed at my slurred attempt at speech.

When she was done laughing, she came back over to the bed, still smiling a bit, but I could see the relief in her eyes. "If it wasn't for me, you would have been dead, ya know that?" she gave me a little nudge in the shoulder with her hoof. I smiled up at her. I finally managed to speak coherently, though my voice was still very slurred "You're right" I said. I wanted to tease her back, but then realized I had never done anything that heroic in my life.

I decided to be honest, but tried to hide my embarrassment at being saved by a girl by appearing playful "I guess I owe ya" I said. I laid my head back down on the pillow, smiling up at the ceiling. I felt as if I was wrapped in a warm blanket made from some thick liquid. I had to admit, those drugs were pretty good. I didn't have a worry in the world. I couldn't even remember what pain felt like, truly, it's as if I was just being born.

My mom loomed over me, her front hooves on the railing of the bed "Does it hurt, dear, are you alright?" I wanted to tell her that I felt just fine, but all I could muster was an "mmmmmmmmmmm" Rainbow Dash laughed again, and fell back into one of the recliners that sat in the hospital room "You should get hurt more often, this is hilarious" she was still smiling and looking at me from the recliner. I wanted to ask how long I've been out, but I wanted nothing more than to sleep.

Just before I shut my eyes, a nurse came into the room "I have good news, and for a change of pace, no bad news at all!" she seemed a little too cheery "The wing is back in place with no permanent damage, and he should be out in about an hour, to run some final tests, and let the drugs wear off" at that, she walked over to me, and very carefully removed the I.V. from my left front leg,  disposing of the needle in a container that was on the cart she had wheeled over to the room. She reentered the room and took the bag of liquid from the hanger-thing that held it up, and took it back to the cart, wheeling it away. So much for a nap.

After I got out of the hospital, both of our parents agreed I could stay over at Dash's house tonight. As we were walking to a suitable take-off location, Dash said something that surprised me "Stop looking at my flank!" she did a double take before she said it, smirking at me. I blushed as I realized I had been looking at her flank.

I didn't even know why I was, maybe I was just staring into space, and that happened to be the spot my eyes rested. I hadn't really had a crush on her. Maybe it was the drugs putting me in an intoxicated-like state, I don't know, but I was definitely staring at it pretty intently.

Embarrassed, I caught up to her so there was no way I could be tempted, and walked with her to a spot relatively underneath her house, and took off. We got to her house and made idle conversation until her parents set us to bed at about eleven a-clock. We sleep in each others beds when we stayed over, but tonight I thought I should stay as far from her on the bed as possible.