Pink & Blue

by TheVulpineHero1

Rating: everyone
Tags: Romance, Comedy, Pinkie Pie, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash
Length: 1059

A set of experimental 100 word drabbles to test the waters of the Rainbow Pie pairing

A collection of non-connected 100 word (or as close as my frankly idiotic word counter will allow) drabbles, exploring the Pinkie Pie x Rainbow Dash ship. Written a while ago as my first feeble steps into the fandom, I hope that the quality of the writing herein somewhat excuses the pitiful quantity. Any advice is welcomed, encouraged, and adored.

Edit: These aren't connected in a chronological sense. You can try and puzzle out a timeline if that floats your boat, but I didn't intend for them to fit together in any way but thematically.

Published 2012-05-06 05:44:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-05-06 05:44:01 UTC

2) Interruption

Interruption

Pinkie Pie was never predictable. She was the chaos butterfly's equine cousin, who could appear at any time. She didn't react how regular ponies did, either; she would explode in excitement at mundane news, or nod sagely at unpredictable events.
For three days now, Rainbow Dash had been trying to get away from her. But, by hat or by fireplace or by giant trampoline, Pinkie always found a way back.
It wasn't that she minded. She couldn't help but smile, every time. It was just...she was thinking of how to tell her how she felt. But she kept being interrupted.

3) Both Sides Of The Coin

Both Sides Of The Coin

Twilight sighed as Pinkie spoke, torrents of words spilling from her lips about boats, parties, alligators, anything but the one topic that was actually on her mind.
It was no secret that Rainbow Dash had been awkward with her the past week. No secret that Pinkie wrote her a love letter, 'as a prank, silly'.
No secret it wasn't.
Carefully, talking to the room rather than Pinkie, Twilight said to think how the other pony might be feeling. See both sides of the coin.
Neither of them knew that, far above, the other side of the coin was the same.

4) I Don't Want To Know

I Don't Want To Know

Laughter is like helium. It escapes you, like air from a balloon; makes you feel lighter. But it can't support you. Not unless you're empty inside.
They need to talk, she says, uncharacteristically quiet. About what happens when the laughter dries up.
Rainbow Dash looks at her sleepily, one eye bleary, half-closed. No, they don't, she yawns.
“But-”
“Nope. Doesn't matter. I'm not about to leave because the giggles are gone. You'll still be you. So, I don't wanna know,” she says simply.
Pinkie's quiet. Then, with relief and something more, she throws back her head and laughs.

5) Defiance

Defiance

There's something about her, the pony that parties. Sadness seems to slip off her, like mud from a laminate floor. She giggles in the face of danger, skips through times of panic. How much strength is hidden behind that smile?
As a pegasus, Rainbow Dash can't help but be jealous of the way she seems to float through life, breezing from difficulty to difficulty like they were clouds. But there's another feeling. Admiration? Rivalry? Or something else?
She doesn't know. So she continues to watch, with eager eyes. In the end, Rainbow Dash? She can fly.
But Pinkie? Defies gravity.

6) Some Cupid Kills

Some Cupid Kills

A secret admirer sends a letter in purple ink: the square, at midnight. Rainbow Dash scoffs at the thought. Probably a prank. Except...a secret admirer is a fan, and that strokes her ego like nothing else.
Under the moon's inscrutable eye, she waits at the square, in the shadows. Another pony arrives, and she realises that she's been had. Why?
The pony skips.
“Yoo-hoo! Secret admirer! Where are you?” Pinkie calls.
“We've been set up,” Dash growls, revealing herself. “Somepony's going to pay for this.”
A moment's silence. Then, they set off to find the culprits.
Together.

7) Blind Eye

Blind Eye

Ignorance is easy, in theory. In practice, it's harder. Some things, like alarm clocks and rent arrears, refuse to be ignored.
“B-b-but, Rainbow Dash, what do you mean you kissed her?” Fluttershy whispers anxiously, one bookshelf to the left. Twilight's eye twitches. She has a letter to finish.
“What do you think I mean, Fluttershy?” Dash replies, high pitched and irritable.
“Why tell me?” Fluttershy asks, aghast.
“I dunno! You're older, I thought maybe you'd have experience!”
Twilight sighs, concentration well and truly broken, and looks down at her parchment. Dear Princess Celestia, it reads. Help.

8) Completely Different

Completely Different

It's times like these when she regrets picking Pinkie to help her practice her routine. It isn't that Pinkie isn't wowed by her ridiculous loop-de-loops and awesome acrobatics. It's that Pinkie has an imagination as big as a dragon's hindquarters, and she insists on sharing it.
“Ooh, ooh, I know! How about you do a barrel roll, then segue into a crossways flip and finish up by doing a big musical number with a rhesus macaque?”
Dash rolled her eyes. The suggestion was almost two-thirds sane, a record for Pinkie. The suggestions she makes are never really practical. Just...different.

9) They'll Never Know

They'll Never Know

Pinkie and secrecy are like fire and methane. Very occasionally they will be observed together in the same room, but only for a short period of time, and it'll all end in a fiery ball of death anyway.
Likewise, Rainbow Dash is no shrinking violet. A life of thrill-seeking and attention grabbing prove that.
But this time, they need secrecy. They need time, and silence. They need to figure it out, this thing they've got, before it goes or they get hurt. It's too precious to lose just because the world's watching over their haunches.
Until they know, nopony does.

10) Birth

Birth

Sometimes, she tries to find when this all began, this dry-mouthed, heart-fluttering whirlwind romance she's caught in. There must've been some sort've beginning, a nervous giggle or the brush of a idle wingtip.
But the longer she searches, the less it seems to exist. It's like her life has always been singing telegrams in the morning and juggling eggs in the afternoon. Like they've always been together, and just didn't know it.
Eventually, Dash decides she doesn't care. It's a new life, like being born. You don't remember anything before it happens.
But you have more fun once it does.

1) Slow As Molasses

Slow As Molasses

She drops, spiralling, wings dipped, a whirling point of rainbow colour against the frost-white clouds. With a beat of her wings she arches upwards, freewheeling through powder-blue nothingness. The crowd, a pointillist picture far below, roars her name.
“Rainbow Dash is the fastest!” some foal shouts.
Pinkamena Pie hears, and her mind tumbles back through days and weeks, to juvenile blushing pranks, to talks uninterrupted by the crack of midnight, to furtive looks thrown like baseballs, not to be returned. It's a game the pegasus hasn't realised she's playing yet.
“Nope,” Pinkie smiles. “She's slow as molasses.”