I haven't moved a muscle in hours, which I must admit, is exceptionally rare for a "super duper party pony" like me. Instead of doing my normal partying or making cupcakes, I'm just sitting in the middle of an empty field on a summer's day, watching. What am I watching?
I'm peacefully gazing at a certain cyan pegasus pony gracefully gliding through the clear open sapphire blue sky that is currently isolated, other than Rainbow Dash herself. Dashie's tranquil eyes are lightly shut while she lets the cool breeze rush through her colourful, yet ragged mane, untangling the knots.
I'm not quite sure why, but watching Dashie fly somehow washes a wave of relaxation over me. I know I don't seem like the kind of pony that likes relaxation, but for whatever reason I do. Everything just feels so worry-free. Not only the flying, but even the sky itself is calming.
The sky is a soft, wispy mass of beautiful air. Cotton candy filled void in the light and deep nothingness penetrated by a wheel of cheese at night.
The sky really is incredible...too bad most ponies take it for granted.
I'm not sure if Dash even knows I've been watching her fly all morning. If she's noticed, she's not showing any acknowledgment.
It's no wonder why Dashie spends all her time in the sky. If I had wings, I'd fly all day and never stop!
..Now that I think of it, I've only seen pegasi fly. I still don't know what if feels like.
"Dashie!" I call out at the top of my lungs, stretching my neck. Rainbow's eyes pop open as her ears twitch. This instantly fills me with guilt, interrupting such a peaceful moment for Dashie. However, Rainbow simply flies towards me with a calm expression on her face, like I didn't even disturb her. I guess she's used to it.
"Hey, Pinks. What's up?" she asks with a friendly grin.
"What's it like up there?" I respond in fascination, looking up towards the sky.
This question seems to take Rainbow Dash off-guard.
"..Up there?" she asks. "You mean you want to know what it's like to fly?"
I simply answer with a quick nod. Rainbow starts to smile again.
"Flying is one of the most awesome things in the world." Dash lets out a dreamy sigh. "It's always the most amazing feeling when you first spread your wings, feeling the soft wind help you defy gravity...it's such an astonishing feeling."
"..I wish I could fly," I say sadly, barely audible. Rainbow Dash gives me a look of sympathy as her ears slightly flatten.
"Sorry, Pinkie. I shouldn't have just given you a description of what it's like," she apologizes, her head lowering.
"It's fine!" I assure cheerfully. "I asked you to tell me what it's like and you did, silly filly!" I let out a small chuckle at my own joke. This earns a smile from Dashie. "I still really want to know what it's like, though." I say softly, slumping my shoulders a little. There's a short silence before Rainbow Dash trots over to me and places her hooves over my eyes, acting as a blindfold.
"Dashie, what are you doing?" I ask cautiously.
"You have a good imagination, right?
I nod.
"Then I want you to imagine yourself flapping your wings."
With Dash's hooves still covering my eyes, I slightly tilt my head to the side.
"But...I don't have wings!" I remind Rainbow Dash with slight sarcasm.
"Just pretend." Rainbow's voice suddenly seems to resemble an angel. It's sweet and smooth, like silk. Is Rainbow's voice always this tender, or am I just imagining? Well, the pegasus did say I have a good imagination.
"Ok." I say softly.
"Alright, first I want you to imagine yourself with a pair of pink feathery wings on your back."
I slowly nod, assuring Rainbow that I'm paying attention.
"Now I want you to imagine those wings flapping, slowly lifting your whole body off the ground. Imagine your wings taking you to a wonderland full of milky clouds."
I see it.
I see the wonderland.
It's amazing there! Some of the big and fluffy clouds are even made of cotton candy!
"As you soar faster, the cool wind pushes your mane back. The wind in your mane blocks out all sounds, forming a private shield of peacefulness."
I smile at that thought. "Feeling like nothing can touch you...like nothing can stop you. The world seeming light-years away.
...Away from all your troubles, from everything. It's just you and the sky."
Rainbow Dash finally pulls her hooves away from my eyes. "Well, how's flying?" she asks. My eyes light up.
"Amazing!" I exclaim. Rainbow Dash chuckles a bit before patting my back. "Maybe you could take me up there sometime!"
Rainbow suddenly looks uneasy.
"Um, I don't know, Pinkie. I don't want to drop you," Rainbow explains sadly.
"Please? Just for a moment?" I plead with big puppy-dog eyes. Rainbow gives me a sad smile.
"Sorry, Pinkie. Not today. Remember, you can still imagine yourself flying!"
That's right. I can fly.
I lightly shut my eyes again as I extend one of my hooves, pretending to slice through clouds over Ponyville. After a few moments, I re-open my eyes.
"You're right, Dashie! You taught me how to fly. Thank you so much!" I exclaim, wrapping my hooves around Dash's neck to show my gratitude.
"You're welcome, Pinkie Pie."
I'll fly for real one day, but for now, I'll spread my invisible wings.
That's good enough for me.
Author's Note
If you dislike this, please tell me what I did wrong. I want to improve any way I can 
