It Started on a Sunday Afternoon
It started on a Sunday afternoon.
It started on a Sunday afternoon. I was lying on top of a nice, soft cloud, taking a nap, when I heard my best friend calling me.
“Dashie? Dashie? Where are you?”
So, somewhat reluctantly, I got up and few down to her. After a good yawn, I asked her “So, Pinks, what do you want?”
“I’ve got something really cool I wanna show you! Come on.” And with that, she started bouncing off, heading back to Sugar Cube Corner. I chuckled, and followed her. Even if it turns out to be nothing big, spending my day off with Pinkie was bound to have something interesting happen, just as long as none of those emergencies happened again. Gee, it’s like we get at least 3 a year for Celestia’s sake.
So after a few minutes of following Pinkie back to her place, I was up in her room, looking in a box of rocks. “So, what are these?”
“They’re Rainbow Rocks! Maud sent them to me. Aren’t they cool?” I rolled my eyes “they look like ordinary rocks to me.” Pinkie got this odd look on her face, almost like she was annoyed, but that can’t be it, this is Pinkie we’re talking about. “No Dashie, they’re not called Rainbow Rocks because they’re rainbow colored. They’re called that because they glow rainbow when the pony who owns them and the pony they love are looking at them.
“Oh. That’s cool I guess.” I looked back at them, “So why show them to me then” then the rocks started glowing. I turned, and Pinkie was looking at the rocks. “Oh.”
“Oh.” Pinkie didn’t look happy anymore.
“So, you… Like, me?”
“Yeah”
Talk about awkward situations.
“ So, um… This is awkward.”
“Yeah.”
“Look, I’m sorry. I-I… How long?”
“Always.”
“Always? How long is always?”
“It’s a bit… When I was a little filly, and I saw my first rainbow, I swore that if I ever met the pony who made it, that I’d love them forever and ever and ever. Then, years later, I met you. You were cool, and confident, and cute, and pretty. I just couldn’t help but fall in love. But, I know that there aren’t a lot of ponies like me, mares that like mares, so I decided that… If I could just be your friend, that it would be enough. But then I got to know you, and my feelings just got stronger and stronger. And then I learned that you made the Rainbow that stoked the flames of fun in my heart and led me to be a super party pony. I learned that you were the pony I swore I’d love forever. And that made my feelings just so much… I love you. So much it hurts. I just had to try something, even if it didn’t work. Then Maud sent me the rocks. I didn’t ask her for them or anything, she just sent them. She said, in her letter, that she thought I’d think they were interesting”
“But, I should have known that you wouldn’t feel the same way I do. I’m sorry I interrupted your nap.”
“Pinks…”
“I’d like to me alone right now.”
“But”
“Alone. Please”
So I just turned around and flew out the window. I figured I’d come back and talk to her later. I started flying back home, when I saw Twilight and Rarity sitting on a rooftop. Twilight had a pair of binoculars, pointed towards Sugar Cube Corner. I got a bad feeling about it, so I flew around and snuck up behind them.
“Hey girls”
Rarity jumped. “Rainbow Dash you brute! Don’t sneak up on ponies like that. Gave us such a fright.”
Twilight looked a bit startled as well, “Rainbow Dash. What are you doing here?”
“Oh, nothing much, just saw two of my friends sitting on a roof. With binoculars. Staring in to Pinkie’s bedroom. Really now, peeping is an odd hobby for a princess, don’t you think?”
Twilight blushed, and Rarity started stuttering. “D-d-darling, honestly. We aren’t voyeurs, and even if we were, really, spying on Pinkie? Really now, she’s just so sweet and innocent, stalking her would just be wrong.”
I glared. “How much did you see?”
Twilight spoke up “All of it.”
“So, why exactly where you spying on Pinkie, and why the hay didn’t you stop when saw she was talking to me about something private!?”
“Well, um, Rainbow, the thing you have to realize is that. Pinkie is really obvious about how she feels about you. I can see it, Rarity can see it, Applejack and Fluttershy can see it. The cakes see it. Zecora sees it.”
“I think the gentlestallions club has a betting pool on when Pinkie would confess her feelings to you.”
“Her sister Maud even asked if I noticed Pinkie acting a bit weird around you, when she visited”
“And Rainbow Dash, honestly, we’ve all seen how you look at her.”
“And seeing her suffer, trying to keep her feelings inside, it hurt us watching that. So, we all got together and we planned it out. We asked Zecora to brew a potion that would make anything that was coated with it glow-“
“-The rainbow color was her idea. It was a nice touch-“
“-yes, and I cast a spell on it so that the potion wouldn’t activate unless it was in the presence of you and Pinkie for a few seconds. That was hard, I had to get a good scan of both of you.”
Now I was kind of confused “When did you get a chance to do that?”
“Remember three months ago, when I was doing that research about different pony tribes and their inherent magic? When I asked you girls to volunteer? That was a lie.”
“Anyway, we sent the potion to Maud, and she poured it on some rocks, and mailed them to Pinkie, making up that story about how they glow when lovers look at them.”
Okay, now I was just, wow. “Okay, I guess somepony else could find out how she felt about me, by why would you do this? Why would you assume I felt the same way?”
At least they had the decency to look ashamed. Rarity spoke. “well, like I said, we’ve seen the looks you give her, so we, um, that is, Twilight, myself, the others, a few ponies from around town, we all thought that you were in love with her. And then we figured that if you and she were in love with each other, then you just needed a little push… Please don’t be upset, darling.”
Okay, that stopped me for a minute. For them to just assume… Yeah, I admit it, I’d looked at Pinkie. She was wrong, I do like mares. I like stallions too, but I can appreciate a good looking mare. And Pinkie is certainly a good-looking mare, though really she’s more cute than hot. I’ve checked her out, but that’s it, I’ve never thought about doing anything with her, or going out with her. To be honest, I’ve checked out all of my friends once or twice. Except Fluttershy, she’s like a sister to me. I’m getting off track, the point is I’ve looked, but I’ve never even thought about touching.
“Okay, I get that you were trying to help, but Pinkie is very, very sad right now. Even if she likes me, and that’s awkward as all hay right now, but she’s still my best friend, and she’s hurt. Now, I know she’d try to cheer me up if this was the other way around, so I need to do something to cheer her up. You can help, or you can go home. Got it?”
After that they kind of look upset and left. Even as mad as I was at them, and how bad I felt about the situation with Pinkie, I couldn’t help but be a teensy bit impressed with how good Twilight’s getting with her wings. Just a little bit, though. Can’t be too impressed, I’m mad at her
I got up and flew back to my house. I needed to think up a way to make this right.
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It was about an hour later and I was still thinking about it. Celestia, why do things have to be so hard? I went over the details again. Pinkie likes me. She thinks I don’t like her, and she’s upset about it. The other girls came up with a plan to get us together that’s more complex than the plot of Daring Doo and the Mystery of the Reaper’s Notebook, and Pinkie’s upset. Pinkie has these beautiful eyes and she’s upset. Wait where did that come from?
Well, Pinkie does look nice, I said that before. I know I said that I’d never thought about it, but I guess if Pinkie wants to try a relationship… She’s cute, she’s fun to be around, and she like me. No. she loves me. She said as much. I checked my clock, about 4:30. Plenty of time. I flew back down to Sugar Cube corner
I knocked on Pinkie’s window. She opened it, and oh Celestia it hurt. She looked like she’d been crying, and her mane had deflated a bit. Not all the way, like on her birthday, but it still didn’t look to good.
She looked surprised to see me. “Dashie? I-I said I wanted to be alo—oomph!”
She didn’t’ get to finish, because I pulled her into a kiss. After a few seconds, she started to kiss back. We stayed like that for about a minute, flying, kissing, Pinkie hanging half out of a window, before somepony in the street below whistled up at us. Embarrassed, I broke the kiss, pushed Pinkie back inside, followed after her, and closed the window.
“Dashie? Why, after earlier? I thought you didn’t like mares.”
“I never said that. It was a bit awkward; I really wasn’t expecting you to confess that you loved me, but… I left you alone, because you asked me too. I thought about it for a while, and, well, you’re a nice looking filly, and it’s fun spending time with you. If you love me, then I don’t really see why we can’t be together. There are other couples out there with less going for them.”
Pinkie just gave me one of her biggest, goofiest, Pinkiest grins before she pulled me into a warm hug. I smiled and hugged back. We stayed like that for a few minutes, before a big rumbling sound snapped us back to reality.
Pinkie was blushing. “Sorry”, she said. “I was really nervous earlier so I kind of didn’t eat lunch cause I was anxious and working up the courage to ask you to look at the Rainbow Rocks with me and then after that I was too sad to eat and then you came here and the-oomph”
Another kiss to quiet her. Afterwards, I looked right into her eyes and smiled. “It’s okay Pinks, I understand. It’s about five o’clock, how about we go out and get something to eat? My treat.”
“Are you asking me out on a date?”
Now it was my turn to blush, “well, not a “date” date, I don’t have much on me, but I think I can afford something from the Hayburger or something. Um, if that’s okay with you?”
Pinkie giggled. “With you, anything is okay.” We kissed again, and I flew her downtown to the Hayburger, we ate, spent a few hours hanging out, I ended up crashing at her place. We still had a lot to talk about. I still had to explain about that Plan Twilight and Rarity cooked up, and we still needed to work out how to tell everypony. But, all and all, that day had been a pretty good day.
A Happy Ending on a Monday Night
A Happy Ending on a Monday Night
Pinkie and I had been together for three months. Three. Awesome. Months. The day before, I talked Twilight into casting her cloud walking spell on Pinkie so I could take her up to Cloudsdale to meet my dad. The meeting went well, Pinks and Dad hit it off, better than my first meeting with her dad. Even cuddling with Pinkie that night, I still had nightmares. What’s that? Yeah, I like to be cuddled. You gonna make something of it?
Anyway, I flew Pinkie up to Cloudsdale, and she met my dad, and things went well. Dad even joked about Pinkie becoming part of our family sometime soon, though we both insisted that we weren’t that serious yet. Dad pulled me aside and asked me how serious my relationship with Pinkie was. I told him that I loved her, and she loved me, but we were taking things slowly, and we mostly just cuddled. Dad got all surprised that I admitted that.
But that was the day before. That night, Pinks and I slept in my old room. The bed was a bit too small, so we had to cuddle a bit more than normal. Pinkie didn’t mind, but it was a bit difficult to get comfortable. Slept fine though.
We got up that morning, Monday, and had breakfast with Dad, and just hung out for a while. Dad told stories about how he met Mom, said he wished she was here to see me with a special somepony. You know all that sappy nostalgia stuff. I totally didn’t tear up. Pinks and I left that afternoon, and I was flying her back home. There was a strong wind though, so it took a while to get back to Ponyville. We got home after dark, all the stores were closed, and the lights were off at Sugar Cube Corner.
“Hey, Pinks? It’s a bit late. Twilight’s spell won’t where off for a few days, right? How about you spend the night at my place?”
“That sounds nice”
There. She’s been acting weird the whole trip back. Well, weird for her anyway. She’s been awfully quiet, and the time’s we stopped to give my wings a break, she had a very thoughtful look on her face.
“Pinkie, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong Dashie. Why do you think something’s wrong?”
“You’ve been pretty quiet. What are you thinking about?”
“Nothing. Nothing at all.”
“Don’t lie to me Pinkie”
“It’s just. I heard you talking to your daddy. About how serious our relationship is. How serious is it really?”
I saw what was wrong. “Pinkie, we had this conversation like, two months ago. Our relationship is as serious as you want it to be, got it?” About this time, I landed outside my house, and let Pinkie down off my back.
She leaned up against me. “I know Dashie; I just get all these thinky thoughts sometimes.” Then she looked at me with a look, like she was very nervous. “Rainbow Dash? If I said I wanted our relationship to be a bit more serious…”
Now I was a bit confused. “What do you mean?”
“Well, um, I mean. You know. That. Um.” She was blushing pretty bad now. “You know… bedroom stuff.”
“Oh. That. You sure you’re ready for that? It’s supposed to be a pretty big step in a relationship” To tell the truth, I wouldn’t have known, because Pinkie was the first relationship I’d ever had.
“Yeah. I’m sure. At least, I think I’m sure. I’m a little nervous, but I think I’m ready.”
“Okay then Pinks, let’s head inside, clean up, get in bed, and we’ll see where it goes from there. Okay?”
“Okay!”
So I unlock the door, and we go inside. I let her use the bath first, though I had to explain how some of it worked. Earth Ponies tend to not be used to bathing with rain clouds. Pinkie took about 20 minutes. She came out, nuzzled me, and I took my turn.
So, there I am standing under the warm water, letting it flow over me, and wondering just how I got into this mess. I mean, three months ago I hooked up with Pinkie just to make her feel better. I don’t regret it, and three months later I can tell you that I love her to death. Still, I never thought we’d get this far. I know I promised that we’d do it when she was ready, but I’m not sure that I’m ready. I take a deep breath and shake my head, can’t think like that right now. A promise is a promise, and besides, pinkie said she wasn’t sure if she was ready. For all I knew, she could chicken out at the last minute, and then well, I kept my promise. Still, just in case… I stepped out of the shower and got this special shampoo rarity gave me on my birthday. Yeah, soap as a birthday gift. “Happy Birthday, you reek!” I know that’s not what she meant, but anyway, this stuff is supposed to make your fur all soft, and make you smell like roses. Really I never intended to actually use it, but Pinkie’s worth it.
I leave the bathroom, and head to my bedroom. Pinkie’s already there, in bed under the covers. She looked a bit, like, she was nervous and exited at the same time.
“You ready Pinks?”
So I got into bed with her, and we well, we took it slow at first, just kissing, a bit of cuddling and nuzzling. Our normal stuff, basically. Then Pinkie started to get a bit more forceful. Maybe that’s not quite the right word, but those kisses were certainly deeper than what we normally did. I just let het take charge.
I’m not going to tell you what happened next, you perverts, but really there’s only one way to describe it. I know it sounds sappy, but even as awkward as our first time was; it can only be described as making love.
An hour later, we were lying there, and Pinkie kissed me. “I love you, Dashie, I do. I’m glad we did this.”
“So am I Pinks. I love you to.”
And then we fell asleep. That was an awesome night.
It Continuied on a Thursday
It Continued on a Thursday.
Dashie and I had been together for over three weeks, almost four. Three super duper happy peppy party weeks. Oh, I’ve been so happy that I’ve even broken my record for the highest number of parties thrown in a single month; I threw a “Dashie and I are a couple” party, a “Big Macintosh won a bet at the Gentlestallions Club” party, a “Rainbow Dash is mine now, hooves off” party, a “Dashie’s making me throw this party as an apology to the mares and stallions I made cry at my last party” party, an “AJ dropped her hat” party, a “Last night’s party was an awesome party” party, and a “Mommy and Daddy made a surprise visit from the rock farm to visit me after I wrote them a letter telling them about my new mare friend” party. That one was weird, Daddy pulled Dashie outside and talked with her about something, and when Dashie came in she looked scared. I asked her what that was about, but she wouldn’t say. Daddy wouldn’t tell me either, but at least I could make Dashie feel better by asking her to stay the night. Where was I? Oh yeah, I threw a “Rarity made a big sale” Party, a housewarming party for Twilight’s new castle, and an “Angel sired a batch of fryers” party. Did you know that newborn baby bunnies are called fryers? I didn’t until Fluttershy told me. Weird huh?
Then there were the congratulations. Fluttershy said that Dashie and I were like the cutest couple, and Rarity offered to give us each a free dress, for fancy dates and stuff (even though Rainbow Dash and I don’t really like that sort of thing), and Twilight even joked about giving our relationship her “Royal blessing” It took a week to stop the tabloids from talking about that, and there were letters back and forth between Twilight and Princess Cadance for a bit. Ooh! Cadance sent us a letter of congratulations on our relationship. Princess Celestia sent her’s in a PS in a letter to Twilight (They were talking about publishing our old friendship reports, so that other ponies could learn about the magic of friendship through our example)
Wasn’t all fun though. That first night, when I asked if Rainbow Dah wanted to stay the night with me, she sorta got this weird look on her face, and asked me if I didn’t think I was being to forward. I got all embarrassed, and I kept saying that I didn’t mean that, but Dashie kissed me again, and said she was just teasing. We did some cuddling that night, and everything was okay. Dashie is surprisingly cuddly. Like, when I stopped cuddling her, she cuddled up next to me. She really likes cuddling I guess. Ooh! But don’t tell her I told you that, I promised that I wouldn’t tell any pony.
Dashie and I had a long talk with Rarity and Twilight. And Applejack. And Fluttershy. And Zecora. And the Mayor. I had to send a letter to Maud about her part. And Princess Cadance and Shining Armor were waiting for letter on the results of the scheme, even if they weren’t part of it. Yeah, turns out a lot of ponies were in on what seemed like such a simple plan. Who knew? We forgave them, in the end. It wasn’t that bad a thing, and they were only trying to help us out. I was gonna throw them a “We forgive you, even if your scheme did make me cry” party, but Rainbow said that it might be best to just let it go.
What was I saying? Oh yeah, anyway, it had been over three weeks, almost four, since Rainbow Dash and I had got together. She had another day off, and Sugar Cube corner was closed for repairs (we had a small kitchen fire, nothing major, and it wasn’t my fault), so we had the whole day together. We were laying back and just relaxing on a cloud, and I had to hold on tight to her so I didn’t pall through and make a pinkie puddle on the ground, but hugging Dashie isn’t really a big problem, is it? And we were really high up, so Dashie didn’t have to worry about anypony seeing us, so she was laying back and enjoying being cuddled. It was pretty nice, up until I got a thinky thought
“Dashie? Where exactly are we going with this relationship?”
Dashie snapped her eyes open. “Why are you asking something like that?”
“Oh, no reason. It’s just, well, all we’ve done since we got together is hang out like we normally did, other than the kissing and cuddling and impromptu sleepovers.”
“Are you saying you want to do more? Cuz I thought you liked those things.”
“Oh, no, I do like it, but still…”
“Well, if you want to do something else, just tell me.” Dashie started blushing. “I love you. If you wanna do something else, tell me.” She got all seriousy when she said this next bit. “Unless it’s one of those fancy frou frou dates where you have to get all dressed up, I’m not doing that for anypony.”
“Oh no, nothing like that, nothing like that at all. It’s just; you never suggest doing anything different. Really, I can’t even think of anything else we could do.” Then it was my turn to start blushing. “Well, except for, um, you know, bedroom stuff, but I don’t think I’m ready to do that.”
Dashie started giggling. “Okay, tell you what; if you want to do that stuff, then you tell me when you’re ready, and we’ll do it, kay?”
“Kay. But, um, we’d have to find a way to do it at your place. I sorta promised Mr. and Mrs. Cake that that I wouldn’t do any super snuggling anywhere near home unless they were out of town and took the twins with them.”
More giggling. “Yeah, we can’t go corrupting their young minds. Look, just relax, we’ll figure something out.”
“I was acting silly again, wasn’t I?”
“A little bit, but Pinks, if you weren’t silly, you wouldn’t be you, then I’d have to stop dating the you that’s here and find my real mare friend.”
I giggled now. “Yeah. You’re right Dashie.”
So the two of us laid back down, and kept cuddling. That was a really fun day.
