Short Stories of No Consequence

It is a bitter, chilling Povember morning on which Celestia raises the sun.  The ice and the snow glimmers in the golden light of daybreak; beside the scattering light, the world sits still, frozen beneath the crystals and clear air.

Just then, a screaming comes across the sky.  “Son of a biiiiitch!” cries the pegasus careening in the new day’s air.  A rainbow streak punctuates an otherwise peaceful morning and brings into being the new chaos.  The rainbow ends in a fresh crater and muffled thud in a snow berm on the edge of the Everfree Forest, and in the crater lies a tangled mess of rainbow hair and huffy horse.  “Uggghhh, who put all this damn snow here?”

As she kicks around the snow, the shuffles here elicit shuffles there and soon makes itself known to Rainbow Dash.  She pauses for a moment, staying still, and hears the tiny shuffles on the other side of the berm.  She climbs slowly and peeks up above it first her hair, then her huge eyes, and spies a small colorful insect-like winged critter.

At first, it looks to be a parasprite, with the same fuzzy body and faceted eyes.  But it’s more colorful, and on a closer look, it’s more slender and in its eyes, there glows the beginnings of a soul.  The meeting of eyes exchanges the hint of being betwixt the two.  In a shared glimmer between their gazes, the whole of creation is communicated; the entire universe, every life lived within it, and the progression of creation, expansion, collapse, and rebirth, into perpetuity, becomes as intimate as the feel of one's own skin.  Here, in the cold, in the snow, in the world that flashes for but an instant in the scope of eternity, two become as one, and through the creature as similarly as through Rainbow Dash, the universe becomes as part of them.  The glory of an infinite globe of stars and the specks of dust meted out between them, the glory of life in Equestria, the glory of lives throughout the cosmos entangles in a common pegasus and a common creature, and becomes so much more for the sake of the connection.

It feels like eternity, but in this newfound respect eternity seems simultaneously infinitesimal and neverending, the plurality of time and times becoming irrelevant to the universe.  To the uninvolved, though, it's a mere second and Rainbow Dash reaches out and clutches her new friend.  She looks away for the first time since all creation burst forth and collapsed in on itself a trillion times, and she sees the world in new colors, in spectra that once were a mystery but now are as common as the light in which life is bathed.

She perches the creature upon her shoulder, and takes flight again in the golden sunlight, flapping her wings toward home and calling upon a breeze to carry her thence.  Instead, the immutable forces of the underlying quantum field carries her homeward and it was just as she had the thought as she was home in the clouds again.  With another thought, she's in bed and the sun is setting now.  She sets her friend upon the nightstand and wishes it good night, and the two share another million billion millennia in just a glance, then it's to sleep whence only the most extraordinary of dreams may come.

And as quick as she had fallen asleep, the morning light invades the window again and the gold of a new day rouses Dash from yet another wondrous eternity.  She glances to her nightstand and sees her friend lying peacefully, quietly, eyes closed, and wrapped in a colorful scarf.

No breath comes to or from the creature.  It has satisfied it's existence, it's gone to sleep forevermore, to become one again with the universe that made it.  Eternity becomes the creature, and Rainbow Dash looks upon its resting corporeal body with a slight twinge, but with more understanding and equal satisfaction in knowing its place amongst the stars.

Still, a remnant of her prior being rears and comes out in the moment, "Shit, I forgot to feed it."