Rainbow Dash's quest for social normality

by swootYTP

Rating: teen
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Soarin, Rainbow Dash, Romance, Twilight Sparkle
Length: 2064

When questioned by her friends about her gender preference and sexuality, Rainbow Dash goes on a subconscious hunt for the answer.

When Twilight questions Rainbow Dash's sexual preference, she doesn't know what to think. This is the story of a subconcious quest for Rainbow's peace of mind, gender preference, and a plot twist or two along the way. She quickly finds Soarin as a candidate and soon becomes enveloped by her emotions for him. So who is Soarin? Wonderbolt, or boyfriend?

Published 2015-09-28 12:30:03 UTC
Last updated 2015-09-28 12:30:03 UTC

Shall I compare thee to a wonderbolt's bae?

Author's Note

Please leave feedback, because without it, I don't know what you all want :)
Also, I plan this piece to be around 30-40,000 words in total. Thanks for reading!

Shall I compare thee to a wonderbolt's bae?

Luna's serene moon glistened on a beautiful Saturday night as a certain two ponies were deeply enticed by each other's conversation. It was already midnight, though they didn't seem to care. Their conversation seemed much more important than sleep. The conversation ramped up as they changed topics quickly, and Rainbow Dash became surprised and angry at the rumor that she just found out was going around about her.

"EVERYPONY THINKS I'M A LESBIAN!?!?" Rainbow Dash shouted without a care for anypony else's sleep.

"I mean, we were never sure, but all signs pointed to it. Your athleticism, your tomboyish attitude, your rainbow mane..." Her voice trailed off

"I mean I haven't really thought about it that much." her cyan cheeks grew a pink tinge.

"Just remember that no matter what, I'm with you to the end." Twilight responded

"Thanks Twi" she genuinely smiled and enveloped Twilight in an accepting hug. "Egghead." she muttered under her breath.

"I think I'm going to hit the sack" Twilight yawned

"Okay see ya" Rainbow Dash and Twilight Sparkle split off, and Rainbow bolted into the air.

"Oh wait!" Twilight frantically called. Screeching to a halt, Rainbow Dash grudgingly asked

"What?"

"Would you want to meet on Monday at… umm, say 9:00 at my house for some nachos?"

"NACHOS!?!?" Rainbow regained her cool. "If you say so. See-you-then-bye!" she barely paused between words as she quickly bolted to her house, envious of the rough nights sleep she wasn't planning to have.

The cold dark wind brushed against her fuzzy cheeks as her mind drifted between thoughts, mostly consisting of who she really was. 'Why didn't Twilight tell me that before? her thoughts drifted to her sexuality. I guess I have never really loved somepony, so how could I even know? She tried to avoid the elephant in her head, but eventually, she faced the music. Maybe I should try to… Date.. Somepony, when I'm ready to consider it… Her thoughts trailed off into space. After she passed the center of town, her mind led her once again to her idols, the wonderbolts. Oh yeah! I get to see the wonderbolts on monday! I get to see Spitfire, and Soarin... she continued to her house until she gracefully plopped her hooves on the cloud porch that was of her house.

She gnawed on the door knob until it creaked ajar. She took a dramatic fly up to her bedroom and carefully maneuvered herself onto her bed. she seemed to feel warmer tonight, and her active mind, still embarrassed about learning how everypony saw her, was racing in thought about who she would grow to love, mares, colts, or both. Or neither for that matter. She wiggled her head and shoved her face in her pillow, trying to blind her emotions with it. After a couple of minutes, she was surprised how awake she still felt. She tossed herself up, allowing her cold down blankets to reform in a more comfortable position. After fifteen minutes of useless lying in bed, Rainbow got up, instantaneously grabbing at her head, as the sudden headache caught her by surprise. "Uuuggghhh not now, headache! I'm too tired to deal with you!" Rainbow let out a subdued grunt as she trotted down the stairway, bringing her to her living room. She walked straight towards her kitchen to prepare herself some warm milk. She flipped on the light and her espresso machine, whirring quietly to life at the corner of her counter. She took out the gallon jug groggily, feeling done with her minor insomnia. "Minor doesn't feel like the word for it" she muttered, her eyes hidden demonically under her messy mane. Her espresso machine emitted a quiet beep, informing her the steam wand was ready for her to make her melatonin-inducing drink of steamed milk. She brought over the milk pitcher, half full of milk, turned on the steamer and let her milk heat and froth. She sat on the cold kitchen floor, then lay down, letting herself get more tired, as she closed her eyes. She snorted, bringing her back from her very short sleep. Her eyes darted quickly, wondering if she forgot her milk. The machine beeped, assuring her that she had woken up at just the right time to take off the milk from the steamer. Without caring for grabbing a mug, she sipped her tasty concoction straight from the metal milk jug. She hardly could make it back up to her bed before she fell asleep, finally drifting off into the twilight realm of her own secret thoughts.

As her violet eyes focused in on her musty cloud pillow, she let out a long winded grunt, showing just a touch of disregard for manners. She stumbled onto her hooves and tried to keep balance on her seemingly unstable floor. Her eyelids had circles around them, set there only to show that Rainbow's day just started. Rainbow noticed as she regained her balance, a picture on the floor that must've fallen over when she was sleeping. It was a picture of her and her mom in the emergency room, and for once, Rainbow wasn't the pony on the hospital bed. She carefully rested it back on her nightstand, set there to remember how her mother was, strong, even in the ER. Rainbow wiggled her head slightly, and decided to start her day as many others would, with a steaming cup o' joe. She took it hardcore; 4 shots of espresso. Ever wonder where Rainbow Dash gets her energetic attitude? Well now you don't need to. She sat on her new porch swing, gazing upon the brand new day, ponyville slowly waking up. After she finished her espresso, she decided to take a mentally, and physically revitalizing flight. As she fell off her porch, she guided herself straight down with her wings. Freefall. As the ground creeped up toward her with increasing speed, she slingshotted herself at a slight incline, regaining altitude. She corkscrewed in a wave formation, altitude gently rising and falling. She always loved the g-forces that were entitled to flying. As she began to relax, she realized that she was a few miles deep into the everfree forest, for she was nearing the dragon infested mountain tops in it. She quickly turned herself around, and, paying much more attention to her flying, started gaining massive speed, and soon saw the air resistance forming around her, starting on the tip of her hooves. She sped up more, tears freezing as they flew off her face at rapid speed. She still yearned for more. The ground soon became a blur, and she saw her estate quickly approaching. The also noticed a grey, clumsy blob on her grandiose porch. Derpy looked with one of her eyes up at rainbow, smiling blankly. She exclaimed

"HI RAINBOW!! I got your mail" Rainbow skidded to a stop quickly.

"Mail?? From who?"

"It says...um… THE...um..Won-wonder.." Derpy paused suddenly, trying her hardest to use her cerebral cortex in tandem with her left cerebral hemisphere to process exactly what was written on the letter. Derpy seemed to catch back on to her train of thought. "The...THE WONDERBOLTS!" Derpy exclaimed happily.

"REALLY?" Rainbow Dash gasped.

"Eeyup!" Derpy continued delivering mail to other pony's houses. Rainbow eagerly opened the ornate letter with her teeth, and couldn't wait to find what was inside. It read:

Dear Rainbow Dash,

Hey, it's Soarin, the wonderbolt. I think you're really cool, and I'd really like to know you better. If you're okay with that, I think that we should meet at Sugarcube Corner on Monday, maybe around 9:00. You can call my number (657-762-7467)or you can come meet me at the track if you can't make it, or want to hang out with me more so yeah. I hope to see you there, Rainbow.

-Soarin

"OhmygoshohmygoshOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSH!!!!!" Rainbow screeched in utter ecstasy. "I can't believe it! Soarin wants to hang out with me!!!!!!!" Rainbow released her emotions as subdued as she could. Red splotches appeared on her fuzzy cheeks. As Rainbow calmed down, she wondered why the letter was so...awkward. Geez, Soarin seems weird. I wonder why he sent ME a letter. Isn't there anypony else cooler than me he'd like to get to know? Heh. I guess not. I wonder what he's doing right now…

"You can do it faster, Soarin!" Spitfire asserted aggressively.

"C'mon Spit, I can't do it any faster, and don't forget, that's the most dangerous trick I know! I don't wanna risk it. Just leave me be!" Soarin countered with sass.

"That's an order, Soarin!" Spitfire grinned under her megaphone. Spitfire was nice, until it came to training. Spitfire was quite possibly the biggest scrutiniser of flying ever.

"Okay.." Soarin said before turning away from Spitfire and dropping his mouth in shock of what Spitfire was trying to put him through. As Soarin flied, he slipped deep into thought about him and his sister. They used to race all the time together until she left to pursue her dream job in Manehattan. He then began to remember the friends he used to have. He'd blocked them out of his mind for years now, and now he remembered all the great ponies he used to know. Everyday at school, they used to prank people, even though they were all very caring on the inside, as they all knew. Soarin remembered a time where they were planning to execute a huge senior prank at Cloudsdale High. His friends, Lightning Flash, Scared Shadow, and Krass were planning to spread all the floor with 327 jars of peanut butter on the last day of their Senior year. Over the years, they started hiding peanut butter in the "mummy closet". Nopony ever went in there, because most thought it was haunted. He remembered coming to school on the last day after they covered the floor, and pretended to be surprised. They were even more surprised when they saw how angered the superintendent was. Soarin snapped back to reality, and just in time, for he was in a crash course with the not-so-puffy clouds of cloudsdale headed straight down. He blocked out his old friends from his mind, mostly because of what happened shortly after graduation. Lightning Flash, and Krass moved away, and decided to travel abroad. Although Soarin liked the idea, he would miss his friends. In the may of 1997, Scared Shadow passed away from leukemia. He had never gotten over this, because he always envied Scared Shadow's devotion for being so introverted, although he knew she was quite the opposite. Soarin couldn't handle thinking about her, and this is why he's blocked them out of his mind. Soarin now remembered the missing part of his heart that he had felt since her passing. He come to realize he needed somepony more than ever. Man, I really need somepony that I can hang out with. I really need some support right now, especially because Spitfire is being so crazy! she must be PMS. Soarin was in an awkward part of his life. Will Moonlight Drift befriend me? Nah, she's too cool for me.. What about Rainbow Dash. She's way too cool for me….. Soarin continued the debate in his head until he came to a quick conclusion. When Soarin got home to his medium sized apartment, on the top of a large, luxurious apartment complex, he sat down grabbed a piece of paper, and he started awkwardly writing to Rainbow. "I think that we should meet at Sugarcube Corner" he wrote. Sugarcube corner was his favorite place in ponyville, because he really had a thing for not just sweets, but very sweet sweets. It was no problem to travel there from Manehattan. Flying, he could easily make it there in 45 minutes, half an hour on a good day. Soarin was secretly wishing that she took him seriously, and let out an exasperated sigh, hoping that Rainbow would come to Sugarcube Corner. He became lost in thought. What if she thinks I'm a dingus? What if she has plans? What if...His thoughts became more and more irrational, and erratic. What if...I love her?