In another reality

by Makahin

Rating: teen
Tags: Rainbow Dash, Tank, Romance, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Wonderbolts, Alternate Universe, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 6470

I had a 'experience' with MLP universe. Here I'll tell you the details.

First of all, I need to ask you a question: do you believe in magic? In any kind of it. If you don’t, please, go do something else, or read something that you like; but, if you do, I have a story to tell to you.
I had this strange experience with MLP. I'm sure I've made something like astral projection, I dunno certainly what happened. I just lived this. I wasn't so inside of the brony fandom after I had this "dream"... But this second life changed my life. Forever.
Every little thing I'm telling here was real, you can call me retarded, stupid, crazy, mad, but I know it was real. I lived this.
For me, when we sleep and dream, we travel to another universe, a parallel universe, that we call “imagination”. Sometimes, this universe, the one we call “reality”, and the other one can cross, and sort of things can happen...Like this case.
This happened in 2013, July.

Published 2015-01-07 21:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-01-07 21:10:02 UTC

Chapter 2: Life Change

Chapter 2: Life Change

Life isn’t only dreams, or a beautiful garden. Sometimes it needs have changes here and there, but we must keep it going.

When I turned 12, I reached my majority, so I can leave the orphanage and have a life, a job. I started working in a small book store, while time passed, I met Octavia and Lyra, and they asked me if wanted to make part of the small Ponyville's Orchestra. I accepted. In a few months, I had my own house in Ponyville, and with Twilight’s arrival, I've started to intermediate the books' arrives from others places of Equestria. In two or three weeks, I already had an “employee”, a mare gray unicorn, who helped me when I left the book store, taking care of it, every time I went to a presentation, or vacations.

Playing the violin turned more of a hobby than a job. I know, I used to play in the orchestra, but sometimes I went to a hill, outside Ponyville, just to play, or when I wanted to be alone for a while, usually when I was sad or when my bad memories came from the depths of my mind. One day, I decided to go there, just to be alone, and watch the skies, like every time I went there, but in that day I was so sad, if I was dead, it didn't matter for me. I sat there and started crying. I cried like never before. The tears dripped down so painfully in my face, and my heart was beating so intense and painfully, thing that I couldn't support. At that same time, memories appeared when I was a colt, and when the other ponies bullied me.

A sound picked my attention. My eyes were closed, and the sound of wings beating in the air, made the memories disappear, and inside my mind was nothing, just the sound. I opened my eyes, and I saw her. Rainbow Dash was on front of me, a few meters, hovering in the air, staring at me, worried about what was wrong with me.

“Hey, what’s the matter?” She said coming near me. That moment was the worst to talk with my crush, but I couldn’t run away now. I was reactionless; she suddenly appeared in front of me and started to talk.

“May I sit here?” She asked, and I nodded.

With my hoof I tried to clean the tears in my face. She sat in my front, and said to me:

“First, take a deep breath, and tell me your name…”

“ F-Flying… Fi-Fiddler…” I said between sobs.

“Why you are crying Flying Fiddler?”

“Please… call me on-only Fi-Fiddler…”

“Why?” Dashie asked.

So I told her my story. About my colthood, the bullies, about my problem with my wings. Everything. And she was there, listening carefully to every I word I spoke, or I tried to (when I started talk about, I started cry and sob again). When I finished, Rainbow Dash pick my head with her hooves, and made me look inside her eyes. Her beauty red-pink eyes.

“So… Fiddler, I know have saw me flying trough the skies before, aren’t you? Well I, the best flyer in all Equestria, will teach you everything you need to know to fly like me, but since now I warn you: you can be the 2nd best flyer, because I’m the 1st! Ok? Together we will make a pair of unbeaten flying ponies!”

Those words cheer me up a bit. My life love was worrying about me and my problems. My dreams were coming true!
We arranged to meet in the same place next day, after the lunch. When I was going to there, I was thinking to myself: ‘well… I guess she won’t come…but, what we will lose?’ When I arrived the place, I saw her, sitting on a cloud, waiting for me.

“A bit late, Mr. Fiddler” She said giggling.

“I had some costumers in my library, and my assistant, Lady Gray Magic, wasn’t there, so I apologize for being late” I said, continuing with the joke.

She started to train me. She started with some wings stretching, and some exercises for they. Every day was a new “class”. A day was about fly theories, another some exercises. And day after day she was more interested helping me, with the flying problem and about my shyness, that made me love Dashie more and more. After two weeks, ours meeting became more usual, and we were meeting not only for my training, but to hang out, to walk around Ponyville, or admire the sunset. Sometimes she placed a cloud near the hill, so I could climb it and she would “drive” us to a distant place, just to lie down, look at the sky, and talk. Talk about many things, about how she loves the Wonderbolts, and how she wanted to be one of them; about how I love the classical music, but I never told her my feelings.

Sometimes when we were in Ponyville’s park, Pinkie suddenly appears near us, hopping and saying:

“Rainbow Dash is dating! Rainbow Dash is dating! With Flying Fiddler!”

Every time, Dashie just got blushed, and she said:

“No Pinkie! We are just… just friends!”

And every time that happens, I just laughed. By the time passes, she started to ‘don't care’ about the situation. We both know the truth, so what's the big deal?

We were together since 5 or 4 years, and I was completely in love with Dashie, this feeling was so strong inside me, that I decided to compose a song for her, and tell everything about what my feelings.

We set to meet at the hill, in a beautiful day, after the lunch, like always. I arrived a half hour earlier than the combined, to set up my stuff, and to encourage myself.

Dashie arrived flying like always, with a happy smile in her face. I was afraid that she didn't like my song, because she didn't like so much the classical music, – but she started to like since she met me, I guess the reason is because I talk so much about it when we were together – but I had to do it. She landed on ground, and said to me:

“Hi Fih! How you're doing?”

“Fine Dashie! And you?”

“I'm fine too... I'm curious to know what you want to show me!”

“Amm.. Yeah!... Of course...” I said embarrassed “Well... I was working hard on this... I hope you like...”

I've picked up my violin, looked on my sheets, and I started to play. My heart was beating hard, and I was looking to her. She was in front of me, listening carefully. I decided to close my eyes, and I left my arms play for me. The music was going so deep, romantic and melodic, that I could listen the nature around us singing with my violin.
When I finished, my legs were a bit shaky, and Dashie was looking at me. I was waiting for the worst thing, when she said:

“Fiddler... You know I don't like so much this kinda music..." I froze when I heard these words "but... it was beautiful. I... I don't have words to say how I'm feeling right now...”

My heart was beating so quickly, so wildly, that I couldn't find the right words.

“Well Dashie... I made this... to... say something to you...”

“Yes...?" She said curious.

“Well... since five years you are, well... taking care about me... worrying with my problems...” ‘Come on!’ I thought with myself ‘You have 17 years! Doesn't matter her answer, just do it!’ “And these years were the best five years of my life... So… I want ask you...”

“Yes?!” She looked into my eyes. She was on front of me, raised, with the wings open, very close to me. Her spiky mane was touching my face. In that moment, my face became so hot, that I could fry an egg in it. My heart was beating quickly and irregularly, and I was breathless.

“Well... Do you...” I were gagging “Want to be... to be mine...”

She didn't let me finish. She just kissed my lips for a while, and then looked at me, with a loving expression, and said slowly:

“Yes... I want... Is that the answer you were waiting?”

“Amm... It’s...” In that moment I my face was hotter than before, my heart was looking like a train and my wings were open, and I was with a silly smile on my face. “It’s...it's way better Dashie... I-I just dunno what say now... I just want... want do a thing!”
Before Dashie say a word, my heart taken the control of my body, and I ran to the ledge of the hill, and I jumped. I knew it was madness, but a part of me was confident that everything will be fine. I was with my eyes closed, but I felt something moving at the both sides of me. I part of me was moving frantically. I opened my eyes, and I saw my wings beating. I was a few meters of the ledge, floating in the air.
“Fiddler! Never scare me like this again! – Dashie said a bit nervous.”

“Dashie! I flew! I finally flew!” I said happily while I was trying to go nearby her “I flew! Did you saw this?”

“Yeah... I saw Fih...” She laughed.

We hugged, and kissed again (this time was a bit longer), and then we went to a “happy trip”, giggling trough the skies. I wasn’t flying so well, sometimes Dashie needed to help me, and we decided do lie down on a far away cloud.

Our “dating” was a bit hidden; because we didn’t want everypony knows about… Dashie never liked to talk about her feelings, I don’t know why, I guess because she consider this a weak or something, and I don’t like when everypony knows about my particular life. But we couldn’t hold it so longer, we knew that, but we just prefer to let it just between us. And we kept that way about it. Sometimes we went to Cloudsdale, to go to a pub, or to "fly" around, and I sometimes I used to sleep in her house, and she in mine, in Ponyville.

Day after day we were closer to each other, I never thought that would be like this… When I was colt, this “love story” appeared to be so far from me, a distant dream, like fly. And I was flying better, by the way.

Author's Note

The music, that I composed to Dashie, seems like this one here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vQ707L1lh4I
I've reconized it from a friend's chinese CD, around the end of november, 2013.

Chapter 3: Love

Was Hearth's Warming Eve.Twilight invited her friends to the celebration at the library. She told to her 6 friends that “you can bring friends! Let’s celebrate!”. Dashie invited me, Spike invited Rarity, and her, him. Apllejack didn’t brought nopony, so I decided to call Autumn Prince to go with her; Fluttershy went with Angel, Twilight already had her best friends there, and Pinkie invited a lot of ponies to party there.

Since 10 months I and Dashie were together, in our “secret date”, but this last 2 months, we suspected that everypony knows the truth about us.

The party was going so sweet… Was snowing, so Spike lighted up the fireplace, Mr and Ms Cake brought some candies, Twilight found a book of old shanties, and we singed them… There were games, music, fun… I played some music with my violin, and after the diner everypony was talking to each other, drinking something or telling jokes, while we were waiting for share the gifts at midnight. I was talking with Dashie, we were seated around the room, and were talking about a lot of things, and then I said:

“I’m really happy because everypony is celebrating together…”

“Well… I’m happy because… because you are here!” She said “booping” my nose. I blushed.

“I… I love you Rainbow Dash!”

“I love you too Fiddler!”

When she said that, mistletoe appeared above us, being held by a purple magic spell, and I saw Twilight and the others back on the room, looking to us, smiling and giggling happily.

“Now… we need…” Dashie said, looking at me, with the same romantic expression that she made, in our first kiss.
I've involved her in my arms, closed my eyes,and I kissed her. Kissed with all my love, my passion. I just didn’t care if there was somepony looking, or not. Our kiss was long, romantic. I wasn't hearing anything, just ours heartbeats. The two hearts beating quickly, showing that was the most pure love.

When we opened our eyes everypony was cheering, some was crying, because that moment was so emotional, but everypony was happy about us. After the party is all over, me and Dashie went to my house. And that night was one of the better of my life.

The next day we woke up late, around 10 AM, and I went to make the breakfast (or should I say lunch?). I was so happy, that was silly, I know, and I started to sing, something about the best day of my life, when she walked downstairs. She was so pretty, and cute. Wearing a light pink robe, with a messy mane.

“Mornin’ honey” She said happily and sleepy

“Morning Dashie! I’m almost done the breakfast…”

When I finished, I put the things on the table, and I heard I knock on the door. I went answer it and I saw a little box in the doorstep, with a small card in it. In that was written:

“So, we have a new couple here? Looks like somepony received a great gift last night! I hope you two have a great life together... You both make a nice couple... I dunno... I think you match so perfectly! I didn't gave a gift to you last night, bro... This is for your life, you’ll need it.
From your brother, A.P.”

I opened the box. Inside there was some money, that Autumn gave to me. I wasn’t the richest stallion in Ponyville; he knew I would need some to start something more serious with Rainbow.

Months have passed, and when we made a year of date, we decided to marry. Dashie asked to Rarity make her dress and my tuxedo. When she did the dress, it was beautiful. A white long dress, with some colored flowers, and rainbow strips in the long tail. The chest had a golden embroidery, a heart, and inside it there was my and her cutiemark, and in and the head was a beautiful tiara, adorned with a light blue veil, and six flowers, one with one of her mane’s colors. It’s a pity Dashie thought that dress was flashy, and she asked to Rarity take out some details. My tuxedo was simple: black, with a bowtie. In my pocket I had a red carnation. We did our marriage in the small Ponyville’s church. Everypony was there. Neither me nor Dashie have blood brothers, I just had Autumn as a “Brother in Hoof”, so he and Applejack were my groomsmen, and Dashie chose some relatives( cousins I guess, I've seen 'em before ) for being hers. Pinkie made a great party to us, so long that it ended in the morning of the next day.

Twilight got a honeymoon for us in the Canterlot’s castle, and Princess Celestia sent a royal carriage pick us. We passed a week in the castle. In the first night Princess Celestia and Luna received us with a great “welcome diner”, some other ponies was there, but I didn’t knew who was they; I think they were more students, or some member of a magical clan, or whatever like this, because the most were unicorns or alicorns. There was around a 10 or 12 ponies, except me, Dashie and the princesses.

The room where we stayed was in one of the towers of the castle that had a beautiful view or Canterlot, with a big and comfortable bed, with glass on the ceiling, that makes you see the stars at night, when you go to sleep.

This week on the castle was so magic and romantic… We just did what we wanted to do… Someday we decided to walk through the beautiful gardens, in another we decided to go to the royal pool and to the spa in Canterlot… Was unforgettable.

Chapter 4: Married life

When we came back to Ponyville, our friends were waiting us at the train station and everypony wanted to know how was the week in the castle, so we went to the Sugarcube Corner to eat something and put the news on time.

I and Rainbow were living in my house in Ponyville, it was easier to me go work at the bookstore, but in the holydays we used to go to the Dashie’s house in Cloudsdale. Octavia and our orchestra were invited to stay in Canterlot, instead of Ponyville. I didn’t accept. Ponyville was my home, where I grew up, where I met the love of my life; I couldn’t leave the village forever.

With my work at the bookstore we were able to have a good life, we weren’t rich, but we could pay all the taxes and stuff. Rainbow started to train in the Wonderbolt Academy two years ago, and she passed in all the trainings, and soon she got a good rank in the Wonderbolts that her salary could pay everything in our lives, so I sold the bookstore to Ms Gray Magic (the mare who helped me). Dashie has started to work harder, and spent more time without me... So I used to stay in home, or help anypony else with some kind homework, or help pinkie with parties when Dashie wasn’t with me, I did that because didn’t wanted feel alone, and to have something to do.

In Dashie’s 1st mission far away from me, she was a bit nervous, and worried about it. The day she had to go in this errand, I flew with her and Tank to the Wonderbolts Air Base, in a distant cloud near Cloudsdale. When we arrived, we had to farewell. There was a big crowd of pegasi waiting for their lovely Wonderbolts go in this mission.

“Don’t worry Dashie… everything should be fine... You're best pegasus in Equestria! And you’ll be soon at home …” I said pulling her in a hug.

“But Fih… You…” She was trying to figure out she weren’t nervous, and I felt a small tear drop in my shoulder “You will not be with me… I’ll miss you…”

“Yeah darling I’ll miss you too…” I put her in front of me, and I placed my hoof in her chest. Her heart was beating quickly and hardly. “No matter what, I’ll be always in your heart.” I kissed her, and I said “I love you.”

“I love you too Fiddler.”

“Attention all the Wonderbolts of the 3rd regiment, we are leaving in five minutes!” Said out loud a stallion voice.

“I have to go now…” Rainbow said while she was going to where all the others Wonderbolts were “I’ll see you soon Fiddler!”

I waited with Tank until the regiment go in a beautiful formation… There was around 30 pegasi in the regiment, and I tried to find Dashie there, but I couldn’t.

“Yeah Tank, it’s only me and you now…”

The small tortoise looked to me, how it wanted to say ‘I know my friend…’ We flew back to home in a sad flight. The trip to the base was a bit happy because me and Dashie went talking about random stuff, until we arrived there... but in the way back... it was only me and Tank... Was worthless start a conversation with Tank, he was a tortoise, and tortoises doesn’t speak. The only things that a listened was the sound of my wings, Tank’s propeller, the wind lightly hitting my face and some birds and voices in the ground. For the first time in months I felt alone again, and decided to go to another place, not to home, but to my hill. That hill where I played alone years ago, where I cried away from everypony, and where I and Dashie kissed for the first time. It was around 18 o’clock, a calm evening, without clouds in the sky. I sat there, Tank at my side, and I started to think. Think about my whole life. ‘It’s like a dream’ I said to myself ‘I married the mare of my dreams; I have a good home in my village, with nice friends… I thought that was impossible… but now my dreams are true’. I can’t remember how much time I passed there thinking, I went home late o’ night, around midnight.

The time I wasn’t with Dashie, I wasn’t the same. I was a bit lifeless, “without colors”, and something was strange, I knew it… For the first time I compared my life with the other’s… Mine was so strange… Some thoughts in my mind bothered me… They were saying:

“I’m different than the others… I shouldn’t be from ‘here’ ” or “so strange my story, isn’t?”
That almost made me crazy. I used to hangout with somepony else to forget those thoughts… Sometimes I invited Autumn Prince to go with me to Cloudsdale pub, or to go to somewhere. With two weeks without Dashie, I received a letter from her:

Dear Flying Fiddler

Our mission in the borders of the Cristal Empire is near to end. I can’t give more details because some security reasons. I’m alright here, some bad griffons are messing around here, and I hope everything is okay there too… Our commandant says we’ll back in a week or two…

With all my love

R.D.

Those words cheered me up a bit, and the time started to pass slowly than the normal. So used, more than never, spent my time flying around, helping the others, playing music, or going to the hill to watch the sunset. But sometimes those annoying thoughts came back from the depts of my mind, for some reason.

A week later Dashie arrived back. She came unexpectedly. I was in my home, playing the music that I composed for her, and suddenly I heard a knock in the door. I imagined anypony else but not her. When I opened the door, I had a surprise. She was in the doorstep, with the Wonderbolts blue uniform, she had a tired look, but her eyes and smile said that she was so excited and happy to see me; she just jumped in my arms into a tightly hug.

“I miss you Dashie… So much…” I whispered in her ear

“Me too darling…”

We kept hugged for a while, the she entered and we started to talk. About her mission, the griffons, the crystal ponies, the snow combat… And I told about my days in ponyville, how I used to pass the time, about the music, but I never told her about the strange thoughts.

The time was passing, and in two years Dashie got a graduated rank in the air force, so she didn’t needed to go in missions, but in some she went, because she was a true leader. She won some medals in battle, I day after day I was more proud of her. She was so happy with her life: the wonderbolts, our life together, but she didn’t want have fillies. About me? This was better than a dream: I was married with the love of my life, we had a simple and good life, she was happy, I was happy. What more could I wanted for me?

Chapter 5: The strange lifetime

Years have passed, I was 25. Dashie still full of life: always flying around, going in missions, training rookies’ wonderbolts, but I was different. I felt like a 40 year old pony. My energy was not the same as when I was younger. My mane already had one or other white hair, and when I flew for much time, my wings started to ache. Sometimes my bones had a slight pain in it. Dashie noticed that, but without telling me, I knew that: I was getting old, earlier than the normal. She was the best mare for a pony like me. With her loyalty, she was always taking care of me, more now than before.

Another strange thing: usually I had some strange dreams (or nightmares?). I was in a different world. The things had fewer colors than the normal, and I was a strange animal. Not a pony. An animal who walks in two legs and speaks a weird language.

“Fiddler, darling… are you alright?” She asked a day.

“Nothing honey… just a recurring weird dream…”

“About what…?”

I told her the entire story. Since from the strange thoughts till these dreams.

“We should see Twilight. She probably knows what to do.”

“I don’t think so” I said when I was picking a cup of daisy tea “It’s just some dreams… Some dreams…” I said thoughtful.

The dreams has started to be more frequent than the usual. A day I gave up, and decided to go with Dashie to see Twilight. We were a bit nervous to know about what were these weird stuff.

When we arrived, Spike opened the door and said:

“Are you searching for Twilight, right? She’s upstairs, in her room.”

We entered in the library, and I saw all the bookshelves full o’ books, sort of then I’ve sold to Twilight years ago, when I had my bookstore. Equestrian History; First Battle against the Changelings; The life of the grand wizard Starswirl; Everything and a bit more about harmony… were some titles that I knew well… I’ve read some of these books. That moment was nostalgic. I remembered the “old” times, when I had the bookstore, when Lady Gray Magic helped me… I started too, remember my colthood. The time I spent with Autumn Prince, especially when we were talking about our crushes. And now, there I was. Standing up in front of a bookshelf, looking to nothing, and remembering the sweet and old times.

“Fiddler?” Dashie called me “What are you doing down there?”

“Ammm… Nothing…” I said embarassed “I’m coming up in sec…”

I walked through the stairs, to the superior floor, where was Twilight room, with her personal table, bed…

“Hello Fih… Dashie told me that you aren’t so good nowadays…”Twilight said while she was walking towards me.

“Yeah… That’s true…” I answered.

“So… Let’s sit, and how about you tell me everything? Wanna drink something?”

Neither me nor Dashie wanted have some drink, we just sat in couches in the living room; and I started to tell to Twilight all the story: since the weird thoughts, till my dreams, and about my premature aging. When I finished, she wasn’t surprised at all, she just look at me and said:

“Well… I thing Celestia already told me that could happen…”

“Wait…What?!? Did she knew about this all this time, and she didn’t warn me or nothing?” I was astonished and confused.

“Calm Fiddler…” Dashie said putting a hoof in my shoulder “The best we can do now is write a letter to the Princess, and wait for her answer…”

“I’ll do this right now” Twilight said going to the stairway door, and she yelled “Spike! Come here a sec!” Turning to us she said “You two can go, if you want… I’m certain that she won’t answer today… Tomorrow I think I’ll have her letter…”

I and Dashie decided to go home. We spent the rest of the day together, doing nothing at all, just enjoying ourselves. We talked about our memories… how we met, our secret dating, our first kiss…

In the next day, I woke up more tired than when I went to bed last night, but I needed to know Celestia’s response.
Dashie, like always, was with me, when I went to the library after the lunch. I was so tired that I couldn’t fly, so we went on hoof. When we get there, Twilight said that Celestia didn’t answer yet. So Dashie suggest a visit to a place: the hill. We walked to the top of it. And she did a thing that she didn’t since years ago… She flew away, took a cloud nearby me, to I climb up, and she drove that cloud to place far away… For we just lie down, and watch the sky. The birds flying, the winds moving some leaves… We spent a lot of time there, and soon the skies became be a little orange… It was the sunset. We decided to go back home.

In our way back, when we were near the center of Ponyville, a blindness white light appeared in front of us. Seconds after that, Princess Celestia were in front of us. Immediately everypony revered, including me and Dashie. My back hurt a bit, when I revered.

“You don’t need do it, my little pony. I know your pain. I know everything.” said a serious, soft and feminine voice.

I looked up, and saw who was talking to me. The white legs, with golden and big horseshoes, showing that was a member of the Canterlot royal family, gave me the clue. Princess Celestia was in front of me, standing up, looking at me, with a happy look.

“My princess…” I said, but she interrupted me.

“Shhh… Don’t say anything now… May I follow you and your wife to where you were going?”

“Sure…Sure... It’s an honor for us” Rainbow said.

“You ponies can rise now… You don’t need stay like this… I’m just visiting a friend here; it’s not a Royal survey…” Celestia said to all the other ponies, so they rose up, and started to argue about what’s going on. While we was walking Celestia was talking, and we were listening attentive every word. “It was better if my sister tells what I’m here to, but the night is coming, and with it, she need guard the night, as I do with the day. You Fiddler, you know, better than nopony else, that dreams can come true, don’t you?”

“Yes” I answered

“The dreams, Fiddler, are so magical than me, if you want know. If somepony dream with faith in something, that thing becomes true, no matter what is. It can be a dream to be a part of the Wonderbolts, play violin, get married with the “mare of your dreams” or just know how to fly.”

I was astonished. How could she know about everything? When I was going to ask about, Celestia started to talk again.

“Well… I have a secret. Can I tell it for you?”

“Sure” I and Dashie said, a bit curious

“My dream was having my sister back, and thanks for your wife and her friends, she is now in Canterlot, taking care of the night, and watching out the ponies’ dreams.”

“Princess… Talking about dreams… I need to ask…” I tried to ask, but she interrupted me again.

“Fiddler… You don’t need ask anything now… Soon you’ll have all the answers…Where I was? Oh yes, about the dreams… So Fiddler… if you dream with faith in something, you’ll see: your dreams will become true. Nothing is impossible, my little pony, nothing. You can have everything you desire, either marries somepony, or be part of the Wonderbolts, you just need believe in your dreams.”
In that moment we were in front of my house, it was dark, around 9-10 hours. Celestia talked again:
“It’s late now, you look tired, and you should go sleep… I’m sure you will feel way better tomorrow” She put a hoof in my shoulder, she leaned over, looked me in the eye, and said “No matter what happen, don’t forget this: the magic only will be reality if you believe.” She kissed my forehead. “Now go…And you Rainbow Dash, I need talk with you, just some words, and I’ll let you with your husband… Fiddler” I stayed there, waiting for Rainbow “It’s a mare subject…”

“Ah… okay… sorry…”
I entered in the house, wanted to know what they were talking about, but is not correct hear the others’ chat. As Celestia said, I was tired, all what I wanted is a good night of sleep, so I went to the bedroom, lied down in the bed and some minutes after that Dashie entered in the room. She wasn’t happy. Her ears were down, but she was figuring out that everything was okay.

“What Celestia told to you darling?”

“Well…” She said in a tearful voice, and quickly she was with me in the bed, at my side “Nothing different than what she told to you at the door…” She was holding something to me. She wasn’t a good liar. I knew she was holding something, and some tears too “Celestia just… Just said the same to me: you need a long… long night of… of sleep” this moment a tear dropped from her eye, her beauty red-pink eye “That will make you feel better…”

“But… I don’t want have those dreams again…”

“Don’t worry Fiddler, I’m here with you” She involved me with her wing “No matter what…I will be always in your heart…” She put her hoof in my chest, and kissed me “Goodnight Flying Fiddler, I love you.”

“I love you too, Rainbow Dash.”

And my eyes were closing slowly, letting me see her beautiful eyes… Those red-pink eyes, now with some tears dropping, but still the same eyes that one time, years ago, made mine stop cry.

And the inevitable happened.

Author's Note

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Chapter 6: It’s time to wake up

Chapter 6: It’s time to wake up

I woke up breathless. I looked to the alarm clock, was 3:21 am. I felt different… Everything looked different. The bedroom, the bed, the atmosphere. I decided turn on the lights, but when I decided to walk to switch, I acted like if forget how to walk. I felt strange… like if my body was missing a limb or something. With much effort I turned on the light that blinded me for a while. When my eyes became accustomed with the light, I looked to my cat. The lazy ball of fur just stretched it arms, and went back to sleep. For instinct, I checked myself, and nothing was wrong or “missing” in me. ‘Goddamn… What hell is going on?’ I thought to myself. Suddenly, a thing called my attention. In my desk was a scroll, with a red tape, and a golden horseshoe stamp. I opened it. It was a letter.
Hello Darling

It is a pity that you had to come back to your world…

But I want to let you know: I’ll be with you, wherever you go, and if you want see me there, look up to the skies… I’ll be there for you.

With all my love

R.D.

(PS.: sorry for any grammar error, I’m rookie in your language)

When I finished the lecture, a flashback of my entire life as a pony came in my mind. And the scroll has burned into a green flame. My hands became wet and shaky.

“It… It was true…” I said to myself “Everything was true…”

Epilogue

Passed 3 weeks since I had the “travel” to another reality, and I was in a small grove in my high school. It’s was free time, because I’ve already finished the exercises at the gym. I decided sit in one of the benches that there was. When I sat there, I felt peaceful, and I started to humming the music that I composed to Dashie. When I finished, I asked to myself:

“Where are you? Was that really true?”

I heard some leaves moving, and when I looked to the sound’s direction I saw a blur of a creature, with a light blue fur, running to the middle of the woods, as it saw me moving into it direction.

Since that event, I used to look up to skies, to search for something, or, somepony, and I know: every time I see something different and blue in the clouds.

Chapter 1: Flying Fiddler

Chapter 1: Flying Fiddler

I’m a Pegasus pony called Flying Fiddler, but I like be called only Fiddler. Why not use my full name? I’ll tell you. I have a deficiency, my wings are bigger than the size for a normal pegasus, and because of that, I couldn’t learn how to fly when I was a small colt. Other ponies just pointed at me and laughed saying:

“Look! A Pegasus who can’t fly! Look how dumb he is!”

Since I acknowledge myself as a Pegasus, I lived in an orphanage, and because of my shyness or fear to be hurt one more time, I didn’t make many friends, actually, my friends were Autumn Prince, a Pegasus who I liked to call “brother in hoof”; he was a bit taller than me, his fur is a little bit orange (a transition between yellow and orange), his mane and tail is red, and his cutie mark is an dry leaf and the other one was the mare who took care of the ponies in the orphanage, Sweetie Honey, or how we called her, Aunt Honny.

And since I was a little colt, I really loved to listen classical music, especially the ones with a violin. When I had 5 years old, I've got, in my birthday, a violin, and when I took it from the box, I decided try play it, and without any class or a teacher, I started to play “happy birthday”, and I felt something. I felt that was my destiny. Music. Music was what I was born for, not to take care about the weather or do something in the air, but stay in the ground and play.

“Hey you got your cutie mark!” Autumn Prince said to me, so I looked to my flank, and there was: my brand new cutie mark. The drawing is the F-holes and two musical notes.

Myself and Autumn Prince always liked to talk about the life outside the orphanage, and near my 9-10 year, mostly about the fillies. I always had a crush on Rainbow Dash, and Prince on Dash’s best friend, Applejack. I always thought to myself ‘Dashie never will date me… there are a lot of awesome pegasi… Pegasi who know how to fly at least’.

Well… I was wrong.