Friendship Isn't Final

My Little Friend: Friendship isn't Final: Part 1 –Remember?-

-DRAFT 3.

By: DawnApon

-Back then, everything was normal. Until the flash. What was to come next? I would have hoped, but never guessed. I was walking, down the street, carrying my custom made messenger's bag. It was black with a red stitched pattern of two wings on the opening flap. Inside, were jumble up papers, pencils, a couple arm bandages and all my drawings. Stopping to truffle through the bag, there was a distant flash that caught my eye; it was there for only a few seconds. It being a sunny day, I cover the top of my eyes to get a better view.  I was greeted with a concussion. The next thing I know? I’m flying. Being pulled up and forward by the strap of my bag. I not dared look up, risking a sight of what’s pulling me, I could easily slip out of the strap and fall. My breathing grew heavy. This action was met by a slower, now descending flight. Looking down and seeing the world below speed by, I noticed we were still going fast enough to only hear the wind. Curiosity got the best of me. I ruffled only slightly to try to get a glimpse of what was leading me. Again the risk was too high; I fell through the strap, not even coming close to see what had me flying. What I had only faintly heard was a frail voice, -"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!" Dropping the bag, it whizzed by, hitting me in the head. Knocking me out. What luck... It must have been a short while since I came to, all I did for my rest was relive the past minute of my life, trying to get a glance at it. The next thing I know? I’m sitting on the roof of a hospital; I go to rummage the bag once more only to find a single, rainbow colored hair, long and beautiful. I then pulled out a mirror, and looking into it notice an oozing red liquid, coming from a slit in my head. Treating it carefully, I stared back into the mirror. And... And there, upon my cheek a rainbow colored kiss mark.

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13.     *One Week Later*

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15.    I dreamt of the one who had left you on the roof. "Was the flying a dream? Was I just set on the roof top by a passer-by? Was the flying an illusion cause by my horrible gash?" These thoughts, and others, faded as I stared at the rainbow colored hair left behind. I had carefully placed it into a glass display stand. Only to keep it in good shape. I had surveyed the areas I had been to that day. Finding nothing more than memories I’m not even sure were real.

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17.     *That Night*

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19.     You never see rainbows at night. I barely see the logic in it. But tonight was different, the air was... bright, light, and flowing. But what caught my eye, was another flash, much like the one the week before. Only this time it was closer. I saw something fly for me, not knowing what it was, I prepared to catch it. "UHG" It had hit my chest and landed in my arms like a steaming meteor. It was... Rainbow-Dash!? It had never crossed my mind, I mean "It was only a show right? Right?!" Quieting down, I noticed she was comfortably unconscious, I, being the brony that I am... started -to excuse my language- Freak the flying fuck out! I shrugged off the feeling and ran into my house; I was standing right outside, looking at the rainbow that had now disappeared. I lay her in my bed and sat at the computer next to the bed. Searching anything to do with Rainbow-Dash in the real world. I searched for hours, and nothing more than a few fan-fictions appeared. Growing tired from my all night research I went to sleep. Me, only having one bed, had nowhere else to sleep but the couch. But truthfully, I would have slept on the bed with her otherwise as well.

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22.     *After Noon*

23.     Waking only slightly after noon the next morning, I wasn't surprised to see rainbow-dash still sleeping. I then got up, and fixed dash a bowl of candy for when she awoke, which I knew wouldn't be for a while. I wondered how she had got here, if it was her who had flown me just days before. Or if her friends from her world were looking for her, or if they knew? Looks like it was just time to wait. It seemed odd that when dash got up early and neglected to even acknowledge the bowl of candy I had left for her. I was dosing off, sitting on the couch, down the hall to my right was a straight path to the room me and dash had slept in, the door wasn't in the best of shape bit it wasn't falling apart either, I heard a quick creaking sound and something pound my shoulders down at sonic speeds. -"Where am ..." she stopped mid-sentence, to look at my face for awhile. She sat back on the other side of the couch. -"I.. I’m sorry" she began "For that day, when I knocked into you... I must have..." I cut her off -"Why are you here? How are you here?" I was responded with a slow hover to the door, -"Wait!" I said with a sheepish smile. "I meant... here in my world?" She stopped and quickly flew back to the couch. -"I was sent here... to.." She stopped dead in her words. -"Follow me!" I threw no argument to the commanding Pegasus’s statement. She took to the sky after bursting through the door, still motioning me to follow. -"And how am I'm ganna follow you if you can fly!?" -"you have those wings don't you?" she said gesturing at my bag. I shook my head in an odd aura of laughter. "That’s just a pattern" -"Oh... uh, I knew that. I was joking! A haha. I got you!" I knew she wasn't though. She easily pick me up by the strap of my bag, taking me to wherever she wanted me, I had no say... or argument. I must have been day dreaming, because before I knew it we were landing in as the darkness arose all around us. We landed on top of a resturant. My hesitant gaze around the roof was met with a -"Open your bag!" yelling "Quickly!" as I opened my bag. She hopped inside, and spun around once or twice before laying in my bag. "You see that alley a few streets over?" I heard a whisper from my bag. I nodded only to be responded with a repeat of the question. -"Yeah" -"Ok take us there." I looked to my right only to see a few streets away an alley, it was the only alley for at least 5 blocks, and it wasn't hard to spot it. I made my way down the staircase, which led down to the kitchen; I found it not difficult to make my way around the chiefs without being noticed. When I’d made it out of the kitchen I was in the seating area, to my right was the exit, I casually walked through only to be met by gun point. It took awhile to process what had just happened, a black suited man, with a gun, was pointing it, STRAIGHT AT MY FACE! His gun point was met with a rigid sounding swallow. I felt something kick my leg, from my pack. Having the realization gut me, I casually pushed the gun aside with the back of my hand, and kept walking. The man just stepped back, his jump to gun point and letting me go without a fight meant he was probably inexperienced. As I walked to where I had seen the alley from the roof top, I casually rested my left arm on my bag. I was responded with a sarcastically spoken -"Smooth..." from Dash. Before I knew it we were in the alley. I opened the bag to let Dash out. -"Don't shoot!" Dash had spoken in a whisper to herself -"What?" -"Oh, uhh.... nothing, I just didn’t think we'd make it." -"Don't trust me?" -"Trust you? Sure. Believe in you? By Celestia no..." -"That boosts my confidence level a whole lot. Now why are we here Dash?" -"Why'd you call me Da...." She stopped mid-sentence, and blushed. She seems to do that a lot. "We're here because this is where..." Again. Another mid-sentence stop! "Just go now. Thanks for your help though." -"I'm not leaving." I was met with her rose-red eyes, and a cocky head tilt, as if she expected me to say that. "Then follow me, oh wingless one." She flew to the top of the building leaving me on the ground, staring down at me. There were two tall dumpster to my left and right, to my right was a pile of metal trash cans, I used these to climb the right dumpster, jump to the left dumpster, and pull down the fire escape ladder with a couple of jumping tries. I climbed the series of ladders to the top of the building. This is where I was met by Twighlight-sparkle and Rainbow-Dash both awaiting my arrival.

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