A Dash of Harmony

Chapters

Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine

Chapter One

I really am lucky to go to Canterlot High. Even with all the magic shenanagins, I find myself filled with joy most times-at least after Rainbow and her friends stopped Sunset from taking over. Then there were the Sirens; that fiasco was entertaining. The Rainbooms stopped that too.

That's why I wasn't surprised when I discovered that Rainbow had something in store for the friendship games. But when she asked for MY help…I was giddy. Of course I made sure to be appropriately excited, so as to not appear wierd or annoying. Which meant not hugging her awkwardly or jumping up and down. That I did later, in front of Trixie and Lavender, which was treated with multiple eyerolls.

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“Can you believe that Rainbow Dash asked me to get the band to work with her on her rally. ME!!” I loudly exclaim to Trixie and Lavender. Lavender puts her hand on my shoulder, as an attempt at stopping my pacing.

“We know it’s exciting, but we all know Rainbow, don't let the fact that she's"

I interrupt quickly with, “The captain of every sports team, lead vocalist and guitarist for the most awesome band, and a vital part in saving the world twice!”

“Yes, well, don't place her on a pedestal. Be careful Harmony,” Lavender adds, her face full of concern. Trixie, however, smiles widely before jumping up.

“Harmony Glade you are in luck! I, the Great and Powerful Trixie shall help you in your endeavours!” She loudly declares, a fist pump and everything.

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My endeavours were not as difficult as I imagined, though the choreography was more difficult. The hassle, in and of itself, was getting everyone together without scheduling problems.

Rainbow definitely tried her hardest to make time for every single one, though. She even canceled a Rainbooms practice for it. 'The school really means a lot to her' I reflected.

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“Harmony." I hear someone say.

"Harmony!" They repeat louder.

"Hello?" Rainbow interrogates, waving her hand in front of my face. I feel the blush bloom like wildfire across my cheeks.

"Anyone in there?” She asks, slightly cocking her head to the side.

I chuckle nervously and apologize. “Rainbow, y-you surprised me...I was just thinking through some ques, memorizing." I scratch my head and smile.

She gives me a suspicious glance but shrugs it away. “Weird. Anyway I just wanted to make sure everything was set for this afternoon," She says, smiling at me. 'She's just a normal person, not a celebrity or anything. Don't place her on a pedestal Harmony,' I chide to myself in my mind. Then I go through the list of preparations. All set, I nod to her. She smiles and runs off towards her friends with a wave. I go back to eating my sandwich, trying to keep my mind on my music. It works for a bit, before she comes running back, and slams her hands on the table.

"One more thing, I almost forgot, there's no need to be so nervous. I mean, I know I'm awesome" and "but you're pretty cool," Her eyes roam across my face and she smirks with confidence, "so you shouldn't worry so much. See you later.”

She rushes off again after that, leaving me with my mouth hanging open. Trixie and Lavender approach, carrying their food and snickering. 'She called me cool,' I think to myself as I close my mouth.

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The pep rally was a rush I couldn't believe. It feels so good to help them with that school pride. I can see why Rainbow does so many of these events. Plus being so close to Rainbow when she ponied up was so awesome. I know for sure that, with her on our team, we'll be able to beat those Crystal Preps.

I put my baton back in my locker and take a thoughtful look in my mirror. 'Nothing out of place, I might as well head to the welcoming party. I hope those other students aren't too mean, though right now I feel I could take on anything. '

I find myself immediately proven horribly wrong. How are we supposed to get along with these snobs; there isn't even anything sweet to eat. Pinkie Pie clearly hasn't visited this party yet. I move along the edge to where, hopefully, none of the Crystal Prep students will notice me. I lean against the wall and listen half-heartedly to Principal Celestia's speech.

“Hello there darling, might you be the girl who helped Rainbow so much with that rally?” Rarity asks from behind. I turn to look at her, surprised that another one of the most popular girls in school would talk to me.

“Uh, yes. That would be me. Harmony Glade, pleasure to meet you.” I hold out my hand and she shakes it with a large smile.

“Truly the pleasure's mine. It's not often Rainbow speaks so highly of someone; you really were quite helpful. " She pauses thoughtfully, then adds, "You've been to every game too, if I'm not mistaken.” I smile nervously, feeling a blush spread across my face.

"Well, I am part of the band." I say, glad about not stuttering. 'A bad habit, betrays your nerves, need to stop doing that' I berate myself silently.

“Darling you don't give yourself enough credit. Besides if she thinks you're cool, than you probably are." She tohoughtfully looks over my outfit and adds, "Your fashion choices aren't too bad either.” She adjusts a piece of hair that was loose from its bun. Suddenly a pink blur flies through the room, followed by music and a party canon. With that, it becomes too loud for conversation and I close my eyes and dance along to the music.

I leave shortly after the Crystal Prep principle takes the stage, heading outside to enjoy the night sky. I find myself sitting on a bench in front of the statue adorning the school's entrance. My thoughts drift back to today's pep rally-and Rainbow's promise of victory. “Stars, please let what she says be true. We can't lose this year, they're too mean, even to each other. How can such mean people win so often?” I muse, searching the heavens for an answer.

“It will take everyone feeling like that if we want to win.” A gentle voice startles me from behind, and I jump a little before realizing it was Rainbow's. She's giggling softly; in the moment, I realize how surprizingly cute her giggle is.

“Scare you, did I?” She taunts, playfully.

“You meant to.” I state rhetorically before asking, "Lame party?"

She jumps up on the statue and starts walking the edges. “Yeah, not nearly awesome enough for me.” She gestures to herself, almost losing balance before gaining it back at the last second. I look back up at the stars, sitting silently for a few moments before her voice, still soft for some reason, catches my ear again

“Rarity talked to you,” she says with hesitation, as if hiding an implied question. I almost miss it, but save myself with a nod.

“What did she say?” she asks, immediately, before beginning to walk once more along the edge. I didn't realize she had stopped.

'As if the silence and beauty of the night could ever clash with her brashness,' I almost say, though not before stopping myself. 'No - I - that would be so weird to say right now - I have no idea...' I pause, searching the stars for an answer.

“My fashion choices aren't bad.” I answer partially, wondering why she asked, surely Rainbow would know what I was told. I try not to notice as she jumps off the statue and sits next to me on the bench.

"What was that?" She says, looking at me quizzacally. Though, I'm confident that she heard me. I stay silent for a bit, wanting to be conscious of her every movement, yet my eyes try to look anywhere but her.

"She said that my fashion choices aren't bad," I repeat, unsure of why she's asking. I tilt my head towards her, looking for any reaction that could explain. She giggles slightly and I look at the stars again, letting silence take hold. After a few moments I glance back at her and find that she's adjusted her position into a graceful slouch against the benches backrest.

'A graceful... slouch?' I think doubtfully. Yet oddly enough, it perfectly describes how she is - her arms are draped over the backrest; her feet, turning side to side, pivoting from where her heels dig into the ground; her back completely straight, resting on an invisible cushion.

"Anything else?" She inquires, a curious look on her face.

“She also said that you, um... speak highly of me.” I continue, hoping the night hides my blush. I try not to notice any of her movements, but looking at the ground proves less than helpful, so I copy her, and look up at the sky.

We stay silent for a good few seconds more- the only noise being a soft shuffle from the continued tilting of her feet.

I want to like the situation. 'Here I am, sitting under the moonlight, gazing up at the night sky, next to the Rainbow Dash...'

But I notice, with frustration, I can't find any more words to say. Leaning back from my cramped position offers little to no comfort, though I feel her hand brush away from my shoulder when I do. A few seconds pass, and she lets it settle on the back of my neck. I lean in, slightly - it's so slight what I do, though, that I doubt she notices.

"I do.” She says, with a finality that causes my heart to skip a beat. She glances my way with a smug confidentce, before turning her eyes back to the stars.

With the air so still and quiet, it's hard for anything we do to go unnoticed by each other. We're somehow both bent on stargazing the hell out of this - admittedly gorgeous - night sky. I adjust my feet; she stops hers from moving. I edge closer; her breath hitches. She scoots up slightly on the wood; my back shoots straight up, to where I'm sitting awkwardly again. We share a glance for a fraction of a second; I look back to the stars and wonder; and I think she does, too. She sighs and closes her eyes; I take a moment to turn slightly towards her again; I notice her prismatic locks framed perfectly by pinpoints of starlight and an ocean of dark atmosphere, and the moon.

I never knew I could feel this way with someone just sitting next to me, until this moment.

One thing I know for certain, now, is that I took too long tonight. Rainbow Dash fell asleep while I sat there, thinking about what to say. I sat, looking at the stars, trying to recall the poetic sounding words I had thought of while we'd been talking before. All of the sudden, she fell over into my lap, and I was shocked at such a sudden movement from her; but instead of jolting her awake, her collapse only seemed to pull her from the edge of consciousness into the realm of dreams.

I was so enamored to see, and feel her, resting against my lap as if it were a comfortable pillow, that... I didn't mind sitting there for much, much longer.

She was awakened - and I, broken from me trance of admiration- by my phone suddenly going off. I frantically pull it out of my pocket to see that it's nearly midnight. I notice that the interruption was a text from my mom, asking where I am. Rainbow yawns, and mumbles something about being well rested,but I can tell she's still tired.

We head home our separate ways in a silent agreement. Though what that agreement is, and what it entails, I still have to wonder.

Author's Note

Hope you enjoyed this first chapter. This story is either going to be two chapters or maybe three.

Chapter Two

“Harmony, are you still thinking about the cake??” Lavender asks, feigning annoyance.

“It was just such a waste!” I exclaim, throwing my head and arms down onto the table. Trixie pats my head and Lavender giggles a little.

“The great and powerful Trixie has recently acquired exciting information!” Trixie exclaims loudly, we shush her -insisting that she must continue at a more reasonable volume. She nods, yet there is virtually no difference when she continues, “Lyra and BonBon have started dating!” I lift my head up at that and smile brightly. Lavender comments on how good they are together, and we end up in a lengthy conversation about their love life.

That is until Trixie stands up again, and points at me dramatically. “The Great and Powerful Trixie hopes one of her other friends starts dating the girl she likes too. Trixie will only have the best for her friends.” She exclaims, getting glares from around the room. Lavender sighs and facepalms, fed up with Trixie's antics.

Trixies words finally sink in, and I stammer out a protest, “I don't like anyone that way though!” Lavender and Trixie share a look before rolling their eyes at me and giggling.

“Yes, because meetiing in the moonlight and spending a night in romantic, peaceful, silence is completely not liking anyone that way.” Lavender comments as soon as she can stop giggling, getting me to glare at her. Trixie continues laughing, even snorting a few times.

Knowing that there isn’t a way to convince them otherwise, I take my tray up to empty. ‘Are they really wrong though?’ I wonder silently. I turn to walk back, and notice Rainbow chatting excitedly with the rest of her friends. Just as I go to look away, she looks up and makes eye contact, smiles, and waves me over. I blush and pull up a music book, thankfully I had brought my bag with me, and I exit the room quickly, heading towards my locker. When I get there I pull my baton out and look in the mirror - just to notice how much I'm blushing. ‘There's no possible way they're right, ’ I think to myself, refusing to accept the possibility.

I let my hair down and rub the spots where the the buns were. My hair reaches down to my waist and I let it rest there for a few moments, before pulling them back up into buns.

When I close my locker I find Rainbow standing on the other side. ‘How does she sneak up like that?’ She looks at me with confidence- even smirking a bit- before saying, “You always have something to do, come hang out with me today.” She crosses her arms and leans against the lockers, waiting for an answer.

I fidget a bit, before replying with the biggest cop-out I know, “I should practice, the band sort of relies on me.” Her smirk drops for a second, but she replaces it with a smile so quickly that I almost miss it.

“Besides shouldn't you be preparing for the games?” I ask, twisting the baton in my hand nervously.

“How do you prepare for something when you don't know what it will be?” She counters, pulling away from the lockers. Her eyes lock onto mine for a split second before she turns to leave.

“If you don't want to hang out that's fine, you'll be missing out on a lot of awesomeness.” She continues and starts to walk away. It may be my imagination but she doesn't seem too happy about all that awesomeness.

I play with the end of my skirt nervously. “Rainbow,” I call, and she stops immediately, but doesn't turn around. “I'm sorry” I continue, searching for the right words. “...practicing, that was just an excuse. I just, I don't know how to hang out with the popular girl who's the captain of everything…” My voice breaks halfway through the word everything, and I swallow nervously before continuing, “Or the girl who helped save the world twice.” I say, dropping my head some. “I didn't mean to avoid you or anything.”

She doesn't move, and neither do I. What is she thinking right now? I glance up at her and notice that she'd turned her head to look at me. We make eye contact and she faces forward again, quickly.

“Do you know how to hang out with a girl who thinks you're cool? I'm not a celebrity Harmony, I'm just like everyone else.” She says, seeming to drop her ‘more awesome than everyone else’ act for a moment.

‘You've never been ‘just like everyone else’ to me,’ I almost say. I choose instead to go with, “I think I can do that.” I walk up to her and put my hand on her shoulder.

“Rainbow?” I ask, quietly. She looks at me and I feel my whole body tingle. Her eyes are so pretty. “Do you really think I'm cool?” I ask, my voice barely more than a whisper. She bursts out laughing at that, and I laugh too.

“Come on Harmony, today is going to be awesome.” She states, running off through the halls. I watch her run a bit before taking off after. ‘Everyday is awesome with you around.’

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“Rainbow what are you doing you're going to get hurt up there!” I yell as she balances on the top of a wire fence. She laughs and lifts one of her feet up in response to my exclamations. “Rainbow!!” I yell again, crossing my arms.

“Relax Harmony, how could I possibly get hurt with you around?” She asks, but gets no response other than my already crossed arms.

“I'll just pony up and fly down.” She jokes, laughing at my fear. I roll my eyes and search my mind for some way to get her down. ‘Found it,

“What are you gonna do if you can't compete today? You can't let those Crystal Preppers win because of your inability to compete. Besides Rarity would be so upset if you didn't wear one of her amazing outfits.”

She gives in with a large exaggerated sigh and climbs down. “Why are you always so logical? I was having fun,” She looks closely at me before smiling widely. “besides, you have to admit it was pretty cool.”

I roll my eyes, “Just like you,” I reply, playing along with her boasting. I begin to walk away from the fence, toward a more populated street. She runs to catch up with me and sort of just moves hyperactively around me. I look down at the ground and watch my feet, noticing my sudden change in demeanor, she falls into step next to me.

“What's wrong?” She asks, nudging my shoulder with her own. I look up at her with a slightly exaggerated sad face.

“You scared me.” I reply with a sigh. She laughs and gets a few steps ahead of me before turning around in a flurry of motion that included stopping completely.

Not noticing fast enough, I bump into her, almost falling to the ground before she catches me. We stand like that for a moment before she let's go and I take a few steps back awkwardly.

She thinks for a few seconds before finally remembering what to say “That's what made it fun.” She laughs a little and continues walking. “We should get some grub, I'm starving,” she adds, before listing off different foods.

“If you eat right before the game you're gonna get cramps. We should get back to the school.” I tell her, quickly catching up. She sighs at my response but adjusts her direction anyway. “Besides we don't have to hang out in every way possible in one day you know. We can hang out again.” I add.

She smirks at that. “Of course we will. Who wouldn't want to hang out with the most awesome person around?” She says, not expecting an answer. We joke and laugh the whole way back.

Author's Note

I'm so glad that this story has gotten so many positive responses so far! I just couldn't wait to post the next part! This story was finished when I posted the first chapter, but now I've added more so I don't know how long it will end up. Hope you enjoyed this one too.

Chapter Three

The next round was a fiasco, to say the least. Rainbow did look really awesome with all her saving people and that outfit, though it would have been better if saving people wasn't a thing that needed to happen. Now all those students from Crystal Prep think we're cheating. Think that she's cheating.

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“Trixie knows it was absolutely not a date, but Trixie would like to know how it went.” Trixie asks, in her own-loud- Trixie way. I roll my eyes. I knew the moment they saw me walking back with Rainbow that this would happen, I just didn't imagine they'd wait till lunch. Or that Trixie would be the one to ask, very loudly, where half the school could hear.

“We're just friends Trixie. Nothing more, nothing less. It was just two friends hanging out, and yes it went well.” I say, getting the same response as always. I glare at both of them, somehow.

“Harmony, hey! We were all just eating our lunch, having a super-rific time and Rarity mentioned how you went to all of Rainbows games and Rainbow mentioned how you guys hung out together so I thought we should all go out to get dessert together”-Pinkie Pie suddenly appears and blurts out a lot of words. She pauses to take a large breath, “Anyway do you wanna come eat dessert with us?” She asks, the rest of the group still walking over. I had only slightly opened my mouth when she leaned in and whispered, “It would make Dashie super duper happy!!”

“Sure Pinkie I'd love to…” I say, and she pulls me away before I can even wave to my friends. Suddenly I'm standing in front of Rarity, Applejack, Rainbow, Fluttershy, and Sunset, with Pinkie next to me. I just sort of wave awkwardly.

Rarity’s eye twitches and I realize that Pinkie's shenanigans made my hair a complete mess. I pull out the second bun. “Rarity, uh...I don't have a brush with me…” She smiles widely and starts doing stuff to my hair. I was just hoping to borrow a brush. I give Rainbow a look, but she's just bent over laughing at my situation. Oh yeah, real funny. “Uh Rarity?”

“Shh darling, you're wearing it down today, and you're wearing it just the way I want you to.” She insists, tugging and pulling more than necessary with the brush. She stops brushing and starts comparing accessories.

“Rainbow was right your hair really is prettier down.” She says, as she holds something against the back of my head.

“Rarity! I never said that!” Rainbow exclaims, her hands balled in fists and-is she blushing?

“Why of course you did Rainbow. Just because I'm not Applejack doesn't mean I'm gonna lie.” She says, finally standing back to take a look at what she did. “No no no. What was I thinking, I need the yellow ribbon.” She exclaims with a gasp, and quickly changes out the -ribbon?- on the back of my head. Finally she declares it done and stops fussing over my hair.

“This feels a bit weird but I guess…” I say, fidgeting with the end of my skirt. “how do I look?” I ask, and notice everyone turn to Rainbow.

“Why's everyone looking at me?” She questions, getting a sigh from Rarity and an eye roll from the others.

“What Rainbow means to say is you look reeeeally good with your hair like that and that she's way too embarrassed to say anything beca-” Rainbow put her hand over Pinkie's mouth before she could say more. Which muffled her words at best. Rainbow, however, is for sure blushing at this point. But, well, so am I.

“Thanks” I whisper, quietly enough that I'm not embarrassed but loud enough to know Rainbow heard it.

“Uh so sweets?” I remind everyone, awkwardly. This gets a positive response from everyone and we all walk off campus to go to the local sweets store. Somehow I end up in the middle of the group with everyone trying to talk to me. Well, except Fluttershy.

Eventually the excitement disperses some and I am able to walk a bit ahead of them-i'm sure If I tried walking behind them I'd end up in the middle again. Rainbow soon falls into step with me, and chatters on about anything and everything that meant not talking about what Pinkie said. There isn't anything wrong with that, after all, she can make any conversation interesting.

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“Harmony, share! You don't need a dozen cupcakes, five scones, and three each of six types of cookies all to yourself!” Sunset Shimmer exclaims, counting on her fingers as everyone stares at my small feast of treats. Most of them had finished their one or two of whatever and were drooling at the sight of my plate. I merely look them all in the eye, in turn.

“Mine.” I state clearly and purposefully, before eating another cupcake. Even Pinkie ate less than me. “If you guys wanted more you should've bought more.”

“Ever heard of moderation?” Rainbow shouts. I roll my eyes and motion for her to come closer. I act like she's going to get a cupcake. She falls for it and gets close enough. She notices my smile change to a smirk right before I shove the cupcake in her face. I can’t waste all that cupcake though, so I let her keep it. Everyone erupts in laughter and I take a bit of frosting off her face with my finger. By that I mean a lot of frosting, and it’s delicious. I expected her to get mad, or laugh, but she just sort of freezes. That's how it appears, until I feel someone's arms holding my own back and everyone else just sort of grabs sweets off my plate.

“Nooo! My sweets! You're raiding me, how dare you! I'll get you back for this.” I yell, kicking my legs and trying to free myself. Rainbow just gives me a look that says ‘bring it’. Oh it is brought. But first, I need to free myself.

“It would be such a shame if my hair got messed up because of this, wouldn't it Rarity?” I taunt, preparing to mess it up as much as possible in 3………2……….

“Stop!” She yells, and I feel my arms be released. I smooth out my hair and stand, looking at each of them in turn, my eyes stopping to rest on Rainbow.

“As fun as this was, I should get going.” I say, taking the accessories out of my hair and handing them back to Rarity. I let my hair fall where it wants, part of it shielding my face. With a quick turn and a wave I rush out the door. As I walk quickly back to school I pull my hair up, fastening it with confidence into the buns that I'm so familiar with.

My mind falls into the normal pattern of music and slow, peaceful thoughts as I go through my routines in my head. The pep rally plays through my head on rerun and I even start humming it.

When I reach the school I overhear a group of crystal prep girls bad mouthing Twilight. Everyone deserves better than being surrounded by people like that. I walk over there, my hands in fists. “You guy's are horrible people! Even when someone helps you to win you hate them, winning isn't everything!” I yell, catching their attention, “And you guys may win but in the end you're all going to have less fulfilling lives!” I add, fuming at them. They snicker.

“What a loser, she's just like the rest of these Wondercolts.” On of them says, checking over her nails disinterestedly.

“A cheater and a loser.” Another adds, I clench my teeth.

“We aren't cheaters.” I reply, trying not to lose my temper. They snicker at me. Echoes of loser and other taunts go through the group.

“Come on, you're all cheaters,” A third one adds, leaning towards me with crossed arms.

“Especially that flying one. You know, the one with the gaudy rainbow hair,” another says, gesturing to her own hain with superiority. The group laughs and agrees with her. I almost punch her but know that won't help anything.

“She saved the lives of some of your classmates! She's no cheater!” I yell, before walking off. They taunt me as I walk away but I ignore them. I stomp through the halls to my next class and flop down next to Watermelody. She puts a music sheet on my desk and I start to look it over. Next to the title of the piece is a scribble of writing:

What's happening with you and Rainbow?

I write ‘Friends’ under her question and slide it to the side of my desk. She does a sort of ‘ah’ motion and scribbles on it again.

That's not what the rumors say.

I shake my head in disbelief, people really should stop believing rumors. She begins taking notes and generally participating in class. Begrudgingly I do the same. The rest of my classes are all boring.

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The last part of the game is going to start in ten minutes, I spot Rainbow standing just inside the doorway to meet up with the rest of the participants. “Trixy, Lavender, save me a seat. I'll catch up with you.” I say, waving them off. They nod and head out to the bleachers. “Rainbow!” I call, running up to her.

“Hey Harmony, what's up?” Her greeting is just as confident and normal as always.

“Ready for the last round?” I ask nervously. She smiles and gives an of course.

“Something's going to go down out there. Just like the music festival and the dance. Magic has already caused problems and there will be more.” I add, searching her eyes for a reaction. I can feel the danger in the air, and know something is wrong. It's simple instincts.

“Are you worried?” She asks, putting her hands on her hips.

“Surely you know me well enough to not be.” She adds, taking a step towards me, her eyes locked on my own. “I'll make sure everything turns out well, and that we win.” Her voice is full of confidence, and reassures me a bit.

“Be sure to be out there cheering me on, k Harmony?” Her eyes flicker over my body for a second before meeting my own again, causing me to blush. I'm suddenly very self conscious, and shift from foot to foot nervously.

“Your support will be a big help.” She finishes, reaching out and lightly touching my arm. I feel shivers run up my arm at the touch, and feel my blush deepen. She gives me one last look before heading out the door. I rub my arm and smile, before continuing on and out the door closest to the bleachers to meet up with my friends.

Everyone is so excited at the countdown, i doubt they notice the electricity in the air, or the tension between the two teams. ‘This is not going to end well. Nope, nopity nope nope, I think to myself, with a nervous swallow.

Vice Principal Luna and Dean Cadance both yell now and suddenly Twilight is engulfed in magic. This is not good. Another she-demon, come on! When she opens the large rift in the ground I grab Lavender and Trixie's hands and run us into the school. We try not to trip along the way, and the large, panicking crowd does not help. When we eventually make it inside we find more rifts opening. We found a spot that has fewer rifts, and catch our breath for a few minutes.

We can still hear the battle outside, when a beautiful yellow magic closes the rifts around us. We all let out a sigh of relief, but know that it's not all over yet. Trixie, Lavender, and I fall to the ground and hug each other.

After a long time of waiting with a good deal of other students Principal Celestia and Vice Principal Luna come in to relay to us the outcome and let us know that everything's safe again. Everyone begins to stir, and I stand up with a stretch. I look at Trixie and Lavender again, glad that they're safe. I hug them again, before letting curiosity lead me out the doors.

Now outside, I lean against a wall and watch everyone chat about what will happen next, and while not all the Crystal Prep students seem to be sold on friendship they are a bit friendlier. I just hope these students have learned some sort of lessen. No one seems to notice me, so I content myself to humming and observing. After all, this situation is not an unusual one for our school.

As everything dies down the different students begin to separate back into their normal groups. When the once again heroes of the school start to approach (or head inside, since I'm right next to the doors) I hear Pinkie talking about throwing a ‘Thank Goodness Twilight Didn't Tear Apart Our World’ party.

Pinkie's eyes catch mine and she rushes over excitedly. “Oh lookie! Its Harmony, heeey Harmony! I was just saying we should throw a party!! What do you think?” She asks, bouncing up and down with excitement. I smile back at her and nod. ‘A party would be great’ I think to myself. “See, she thinks a party's a good idea!” Pinkie says, staring at Sunset.

“We ain't saying a party's a bad idea Pinkie, we're saying a ‘Thank Goodness Twilight Didn't Tear Apart Our World’ party is a bad idea.” Applejack says, dashing her hopes for such a frankly insensitive theme.

I smile and look at Pinkie, an idea coming to mind, “What about a, The magic of Friendship saves the day again party?” I suggest. She smiles widely and starts chattering about everything necessary for such a party.

Author's Note

I hope everyone's enjoying the story so far, ive done some editing so as to make the story more enjoyable to read, thanks to some free editing advice from a member of the community! I hope everyone likes this chapter as well!

Chapter Four

Rainbow excuses herself during Pinkies rant, claiming there is something totally cool she has to do. I'm watching her walk away when she turns her head and winks. Not knowing what she has planned, and not sure if she truly intends for me to follow, I run to catch up with her.

“Rainbow!” I call, almost caught up with her. She doesn't stop but her step seems slightly lighter.

“Rainbow Dash!” I yell, running after her. She looks at me with a smirk, before taking off at a full run. “Rainbow, stop! Please! I'm not as athletic as you!” I yell, though she’s already out of sight. I walk in the direction I think she went, but there isn't any sight of her.

Suddenly I feel a pair of arms wrap around me, “Boo,” Rainbow says, right in my ear before releasing me, I don't move.

“You followed me,” She whispers her head still next to my own. “Good.” She adds, her breath tickling my ear, my breath speeds up, as well as my heartbeat.

I turn on my heel and my face ends up within inches of hers. “You wanted me to?” I ask, staring into her large, beautiful eyes. This is definitely the closest I've been to her, even during the pep rally we weren't this close. Her eyes search mine.

“I wanted to talk to you alone.” She answers, her hand brushing against mine for half a second. ‘Are my friends really wrong? Are they right?’ I wonder, unable to move and hardly able to breathe.

“I think you just wanted to scare me.” I reply, my voice cracking. I try to relax. She laughs a little and somehow gets closer.

“An added benefit.” She says, causing me to blush. We hold our position for a moment longer, before I can't stand the tension anymore. I step away, hoping to be able to think normally again. Her eyes flicker with disappointment, before she smiles again.

What's behind the mask? I think, almost stepping back to her. The space between us feels too large now, and I want to be close to her again. Stop being crazy and make up your mind I scold myself.

I look over at her and we make eye contact again. She breaks it quickly, and looks everywhere else. I want so badly to walk over there and reassure her, but of what, I have no idea.

It feels like an eternity before she speaks again, still not looking at me, “You know, Harmony, what Pinkie said wasn't necessarily wrong…” She says, her confidence replaced by nerves. I can't stand it anymore, I walk back over there and stop right in front of her, hoping to get her to look at me.

“Rainbow,” I say, my voice betraying me, barely letting me speak higher than a whisper. She finally looks at me, waiting nervously for a response. I search my mind but can't find a proper thing to say. I can't tell what she's thinking. My mind lands on something she said to me a few days back.

“There's no need to be so nervous Rainbow.” I say, resisting the urge to touch her face. I ball my hands to keep them at my sides. “I mean, I know I'm awesome, but your pretty cool too so…” I give her a playful look and smile kindly, hoping to have reassured her a bit. She laughs a little so that must have worked. Realizing that she lead me to a park, I sit in the grass.

“Besides, while you do look cute when your nervous, confidence is much more becoming on you.” I add, surprising myself with my own words.

She comes over and sits by me, and I we're both unsure of what to do or say. There's a pause of silence as we both search for words.

“I'm not nervous.” She says, “I'm Rainbow Dash, I don't get nervous.” She adds, her voice not matching her words.

“Not nervous, got it.” I tell her, teasing.

“I'm glad you weren't hurt today.” She says, and i'm glad to not be the first one to speak again. “I'm awesome enough to keep everyone safe, and I'm glad everyone is, but” she continues, and I notice she's brought her normal brash self-confidence back. “...I'm glad you're safe.”

I nudge her with my shoulder at that and look over to her, but her eyes are on the clouds.

“I wasn't the one standing next to a giant rift saving people who had been nothing but mean.” I reply, with a smile.

“You're so selfless, and highly danger prone, I'm glad that you're safe.” I finish, scooting closer to her. That seems to have earned a smile from her.

“What did you want to talk to me about? Anything in particular?” I ask, since she seems to be back to normal. She looks over and blinks in surprise, but instead of answering she begins to stand. “Please don’t leave,” I say, grabbing her hand without thinking.

She stops and looks at me, her blush back. I tug on her hand a little, and she sits back down.

“Harmony…” Her voice is calm and confident again, a strange combination with how much she's blushing. “I'm glad we're friends, but there's more to what Pinkie was saying. I, well-” she begins to stall want she was trying to say, so I squeeze her hand, hoping to reassure the normally over confident girl next to me.

“You're really cool, and I really have wanted to hang out with you for a while,” She says, rambling and stalling. I rub my thumb over hers.

“What are you trying to say?” I ask, wishing she'd look at me. “If something makes you this nervous you really shouldn't keep it in” I add. She blushes deeper.

Rainbow takes a deep breath, swallows, and then her face gets super confident. She looks at me with the confidence I'm used to.

“Firstly, I told you, I’m not nervous,” She says, confidently. “Secondly, I um… really like you.” She says, and I blink at her once. Not content with my reaction, she clarifies, “More than a friend.”

Her clarification is a confirmation of what I didn't even know I was hoping she'd say. Unfortunately that doesn't mean the conformation isn't panic inducing. The moment she says that I notice just how close we are right now. I feel a bit faint.

“Rainbow...I feel dizzy” I say, my face still close to hers. Darkness creeps in on the edge of my vision and-yep I'm fainting.

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My eyes fly open and I notice that I'm in my room now. I sit up and rub my eyes. “How did I get here?” I wonder aloud, only for my entire face to heat up at the last memory I have. “You fainted on her, idiot” I say to myself, realizing that I was still in my clothes from...whenever I passed out. Last night probably, since it is defiantly lighter out than before. I check my phone and see a few missed calls and an email. The email was from Pinkie Pie, and one of the calls too. I open up the email.

Hey Harmony! How are you feeling? It was quite a shock to see Rainbow carry you back-I never had you pegged for a fainter. You learn something new every day huh? Any-whoosie the ‘Magic of Friendship Saved The Day Again’ party is tomorrow at six. Get there @ 5:30. Also Rarity wants to do your hair and makeup so I'll be giving her your number. Hope you feel better soon!!

After that I listen to a few of the voice mails and redial Rarity’s after I learned which one that is. She picks up almost immediately. “I thought you might call soon, I have the perfect dress for you tonight! Oh and I can't wait to do your hair! I'm thinking twin ponytails where you usually have your buns with a braid around them. Oh you're going to look fantastic.”

“Rarity. Please calm down, I pretty much just woke up.” I reply, to no avail. She didn't even say hello before she started ranting.

“Oh of course, so sorry but it's almost 4:30 already and I want you to look amazing tonight. You did give us quite a scare though, being all passed out like that. Especially Rainbow, she didn't know what to do. I'll let her know you're up and about. Also I'm on my way over. Bye!” She hangs up after all that, barely letting me get a word out. How does she know where I live?

I head downstairs and grab some shortbread and strawberries so as to offer some strawberry shortcake when Rarity arrives. My Mom comes in, nearly ready to take off for work. “Are Trixy and Lavender coming over sweetie? I can't believe you still prepare snacks when they just let you eat them all anyway.” She says, putting a heel on.

“A new friend's coming over to help me get ready for a dance tonight. Also any reason for sweets is a good reason for sweets.” I reply, as she heads towards the door. “Have a good day at work.” I call out as she closes the door. Rarity arrives about ten minutes later with a whole lot of styling stuff. This is going to be a long hour.

“We don't have time for treats, you have to try on your dress and then I have to do your hair, and somehow get to the school by 5:30.” She says, taking the strawberry shortcake and putting it into the fridge, along with the frosting and sprinkles.

“Aww! I was really looking forward to those Rarity!” I exclaim, staring longingly at the fridge. She looks at me sternly.

“No whining more trying on the dress. Go.” She puts the dress in my arms and pushes me towards the stairs. When I look at the dress I notice that it's absolutely gorgeous. The bodice is a dark red with a white rose on the neckline. Its skirt is a beautiful white with a sheer gold fabric resting over. The same gold fabric make the sleeves, which come down to my elbows. With it are a pair of white gloves. It fits perfectly, I think. I spin in front of the mirror, admiring the twirl-ability of the skirt.

Rarity comes in and comments on how well it fits, no last minute adjustments. Unfortunately that just means more time for hair and makeup and not sweets.

“You really look stunning,” Rarity says as she applies the last bit of lipstick. “and if Rainbow followed my directions she'll look just as stunning.” I don't move, for fear of messing up whatever she's doing to my face now. “You can move now you know” she says, starting to put her makeup away.

“Thanks Rarity. The dress is beautiful, but why did you do all this?” I ask, looking in the mirror.

“Because I wanted to of course! Well and so that I can see Rainbows face when you show up in,” she checks the time on her phone and gasps, “not five minutes like we're supposed to. Looks like we're going to be fashionably late. If we're lucky your tardiness will worry Rainbow a little.” She muses, heading off towards her car.

“Why would worrying her be a good thing?” I ask, following her so as to get a ride.

“Because romance is a game of course, and don't forget she got all your sweets raided.” I nodded at that, remembering the loss of all those sweets.

“Wait, who said I even agreed to a romance! I passed out! Panicked! I haven't even decided for myself yet…” My protest is ignored as she drives silently. We arrive at the school at 5:45, and she feels the need to redo her own makeup before heading in.

I sigh and go in without her. I choose the door directly into the gym, where most parties are held at the school. Pinkie, Sunset, Fluttershy, and Applejack all turn to look when I open the door, but Rainbow's not in sight. ‘At least I don't have to figure this out quite yet’ I realize, with some relief.

“Rainbow’s in the bathroom trying to figure out Rarity’s makeup instructions,” Sunset says, “Your wandering eyes gave you away. Come on I'll take you to her.” She continues, as everyone else finishes setting up.

“It's all right Sunset, I'll just help set up too. I'm sure Rarity will help her when she can pull herself away from her own makeup.” I say, heading over to help organize the sweets table. Pinkie suddenly appears in front of me, standing between me and the sweets. She shakes her head and I sigh. I am not having a good day when it comes to sweets. I walk off towards the hallway to find Rainbow.

I check the closest bathroom to the gym first, and sure enough I find Rainbow in front of a mirror, a pile of instructions next to her, cursing at the different makeup containers. “Yelling at them isn't going to help.” I say, walking towards her. She looks over at me, and yeah, she really doesn't know how to do makeup. I stifle a laugh and grab one of the makeup removers. “Close your eyes.” She complies and I begin wiping the-did she really use lip gloss for eye shadow?

“I didn't mean to upset you yesterday.” She says, and I shh her quickly.

“You didn't upset me. I panicked, and no talking lest you want me to get makeup remover in your eye.” I say, working to get all the lip gloss off. “You didn't have to try and put makeup on when you don't know how. I know Rarity gave you directions but there's a point when it's just not worth the frustration.” I grab a paper towel and wipe off any excess remover, just in case she rubs her eyes or something. I tell her she can open her eyes and then I take a look at the directions Rarity gave. Rarity definitely overestimated Rainbow's knowledge on makeup. “Besides, you don't need makeup.” I push a strand of hair out of her face before pulling away.

I take a moment to take look at he outfit. Her dress is very similar to mine, but with a different neckline, slightly longer skirt, straps instead of sleeves, and leggings instead of gloves. Her dresses colors were changed to match her own, but the two dresses were clearly meant to compliment each other. I notice Rainbow take in my looks and come to the same conclusion.

“We should probably get out there and help finish setting up” I tell her, moving to clean up all of Rarity’s lent makeup. “Rarity should be fine with you not wearing the makeup. A lack of it isn't hindering your looks at all.” I add, working quickly, the situation becoming more awkward the longer it goes on.

“Harmony.” I pause when Rainbow says my name, and turn to look at her. She's watching my haste, and I realize she wants me to stop. I turn around to face her completely.

“Yes Rainbow?” I ask, and she takes a step toward me.

“I know I probably shocked you yesterday, the fainting made that plenty apparent, but...I have no clue how to act with you right now.” She says, her eyes searching mine for an answer. Would she get mad if I touched her face right now? Her face is so close, I never imagined this situation. I never imagined wanting this. I guess my friends were right, I'll never live that down.

I blink at her, and she takes another step. She places her hands in the counter to either side of me. I try to pull myself out from between her and the sink, but she doesn't let me. “Harmony, you can't run away from this, you're going to have to make a decision at some point.” She says with a frown.

“Rainbow,” My voice betrays me, as I knew it would. She stays as is, waiting for my answer. “I...I'm so amazed that you could ever…” I add, no idea what else to say. “I don't know what to say…” I continue, trying to pull my eyes away from hers, but it's difficult with her face so close.

She sighs and lets go of the sink, before taking a few steps back. “I just don't know how to think around you. I don't get nervous, but you make me nervous.” She says, pacing a little. She stops and walks back to me. “Yes or no. That's all you have to say.” She continues, her eyes flickering between nerves, hope, disappointment, confidence, and a whole range of other emotions.

I swallow, still up against the counter. It feels like my heart's going to explode from beating to fast. My thoughts race so fast that I can't catch them. Yet, I'm happy. I'm happy to be in this situation, or at least have this opportunity. ‘Rainbow Dash likes me?’ I think in amazement. I don't know how long I've been standing here, watching her, silent. ‘Answer,’ I tell myself, Do something.

I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out. I close it again, since talking isn't an option.

Rainbow sighs, and I can hear her disappointment. ‘Too long, too late’ I think. Rainbow starts to walk towards the door, and looks back at the last second, her eyes dull but for a flicker of hope. I try to talk again, but fail. ‘Last chance,’ my mind says, and I swallow again. I nod, and her eyes go wide.

She walks back to me, quickly. “You sure?” She asks her voice happier, hopeful. I nod again and her smile almost reaches a level more appropriate for Pinkie Pie. I smile back, and she hugs me, very suddenly and very tightly.

“Rainbow” I say, and she loosens her grip with a giggle. “Can we go to the party now?” I ask, still feeling slightly awkward.

“Oh right, the party…” She says, apparently having forgotten. I roll my eyes and start cleaning up the makeup again.

Author's Note

I'm really enjoying writing this story, and hope that anyone who's read this far is too. This was, originally going to be the end, but I already have at least one to two more chapters written, so who knows.

Chapter Five

I grab a few cupcakes and start munching down as the room fills with people. Rainbow gets pulled away and through the crowd by each of her teams and fan groups. Not a celebrity, sure. Trixie and Lavender soon join me at the treats table, along with the adorable couple of Lyra and BonBon.

“You look so pretty tonight Harmony! You don't usually dress up this much for party's.” Lyra says, admiring Rarity’s handiwork.

“Rarity insisted I wear this, she did my hair and everything.” I twirl a bit of my hair as I answer, wondering if they've noticed Rainbow's dress yet.

“Rarity? I wasn't aware you knew Rarity personally.” BonBon questions suspiciously, I can tell her mind was working to figure out what she heard and where.

Lavender, however, decided to point out the answer before BonBon could reach it. “Oh just since she's been ‘just friends’ with Rainbow Dash.” BonBon and Lyra share a gasp and a look. All I do is blush, and shift my feet. Trixie gives me a look when I start twirling my hair.

“Trixie thinks there is more to know. Trixie insists on knowing what her friend is keeping from her!” She exlaims, putting her hands on her hips and staring me down. I look around and realize there is nowhere to escape.i will never live this down.

“W-well...I'm sure you all can guess. I mean, I don't really have to say it for you to know you were right do I?” I say, watching Rainbow be mingled across the room. She turns around and waves at me, which I return. All of my friends stare at me in a very familiar look that means I do, indeed, have to say it. “Fine, we're dating, happy now?” They all nod and chatter about it, allowing me to slip out of the party for some fresh air.

When I get out there the stars are all out, shining as brightly as when the Friendship games began. “Looks like your wish came true, huh?” Rainbow says from behind me. I'm not surprised this time, after all she would've come here to find me at some point.

“And then some.” I say, turning to her. Rarity's dress does look really good on her, though it still isn't quite Rainbow's style. “You look amazing in that by the way.” I take a few steps closer to her when I say that. “That doesn't take much though.” Another step.

“Of course not, I'm naturally amazing. The dress isn't really my style though, I think it fits your image much better.” She steps forward this time, and grabs my hands.

“Hey Dashie I know you're probably super duper busy with Harmony but I sort of told everyone that the Rainbooms would perform tonight so you know. Come in as soon as you're done kissing her!” Pinkie bluntly interrupts with before heading back inside as quickly as she came. Rainbow blushes and steps back a little. I’m just about to close the gap again when Pinkie pops her head back out. “As long as it's, you know, soon!”

“Go back inside Pinkie!” Rainbow and I yell at the same time. I step forward again.

“I should probably go do that.” She says.

“Probably.” I agree. She looks at me for a few more seconds before starting to walk away. I quickly catch up with her and grab her hand. “One thing first.” She stops and turns to me, whispering ‘anything’. I lean forward and kiss her, well on the cheek at least. I'm not that brave yet. “I'll be inside to watch the performance in a few minutes, I just want to enjoy the night a bit first.” Rainbow nods and heads in, only slightly blushing. I turn around and glance up at the stars again.

When I make it back inside The Rainbooms are already on stage. I push to the front of the crowd, not an easy feet with how much everyone loves them. Rainbow winks at me, and Pinkie waves one of her drumsticks. I give a little wave and let myself get lost in the performance.

They pause for a few minutes to decide upon their next song, and everyone disperses. Someone taps me on the shoulder, and I turn around to notice Twilight.
“Hello, I'm Twilight! I thought I should probably make your acquaintance since your girlfriend helped save me, and well, everyone.” She says, smiling kindly while rubbing her arm.

“Harmony Glade, nice to meet you.” I say, holding out my hand. Her handshake was...professional at most. Which isn't a bad thing, but it is a bit too formal for a normal introduction. “But uh...how did you find out so fast about me and Rainbow?” I ask her, raising my eyebrow.

Rainbow jumps down off the stage and lands next to me. “That's a silly question. Rarity's been boasting all night about how she got us together, and about how great her dresses are, of course.” Rainbow says, nudging me with her shoulder. Twilight confirms that she did, indeed, hear it from Rarity.

“That does sound like her.” I agree.

Author's Note

I know this chapter is really short, but the last chapter was pretty long so it should be fine. Hope you enjoy! :pinkiehappy:

Chapter Six

I cross another day of my calendar. It's already been a month since Rainbow and I started dating and luck just doesn't seem to be on our side. Spring Sports are in full swing, and with it comes many practices and games. Along with all those games are performances for the marching band, which I lead, as well as a national composers competition that could guarantee a scholarship to any school I look to. I look at my schedule with a sigh. No free time today either, or at least none that fit with Rainbow's schedule. I grab my baton and school bag, hurrying out the door.

I run through my many, many routines on the way to school. Repeating queues in my head. No time to waste since the competition is next week. When I arrive I notice Rainbow standing in front of the statue, waving at me. What does she have planned?

She greets me with a hug. “I set Spitfire up as temporary captain today so I could have the day free. Not like I need a whole lot of practice, I'm good enough as is.” She says taking my hand.

“As is? You've gotten just as much, probably more, practice than anyone else.” I tell her, giving a stern look.

“It's not like I left them without a Captain or canceled every practice. It'll be fine if I take a day off.” Her reassurances caused a giggle to leave my lips.

“You know I have my own practices to deal with, right? I can't take a day off, especially so close to the composition contest. Do you know how many students in this school are competing?? I have a composition for three categories, meaning three performances, one of which the marching band needs to learn as well, and-”

“You're clearly overwhelmed. Relax Harmony. I'm not going to keep you from your practices. I'm going to watch. Besides, Pinkie taught me how to make 3 minute no-bakes.” She interrupts, effectively calming me down. My eyes go wide at the mention of no-bakes, my favourite cookie. “You're going to have to wait for that.” She pats my head as she teases me.

I let my eyes droop and cross my arms. “You're mean, why'd you even mention cookies if I wasn't getting one?” I say, pouting. She laughs, knowing that most of it's a bluff.

“Come on, you know that doesn't work on me.” She says, grabbing my hand again and pulling me into the school. My face goes back to normal, though I am still disappointed about the cookie. Everyone still stares at us, always interested in the lives of the world-saving students, and who they're dating. Rainbow departs for her own class with a wave and I head to my locker.

When I open it I notice a bag with a ribbon tying it closed, a rainbow ribbon of course. I pull the note out from under it and begin to read.

Had you fooled didn't I? Haha. Don't eat them all in one class period.

I tuck the note in my bag and grab my english book, and head to class, with a cookie in my mouth of course.

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I somehow manage to save some cookies until lunch, which is good since I scheduled a practice session for lunch. “Drummers, you're behind a beat, only one week left we can't be making rookie mistakes.” I say, holding the sheet music in front of them. The trumpets laugh and I glare at them. “There's no need to laugh at them, especially since only one of your guy's timing is right.” They bow their heads at that and I make us start over.

“Wow you're pretty strict with them.” Rainbow says, knocking on the wall as she enters. I continue the routine, but it's no use, the rest of the band's already distracted.

“Fine, break!” I yell, but they were already putting their instruments down and talking amongst themselves. I walk over to Rainbow. “You could've waited to comment until the routine was over.” I chide, frowning at her. She laughs.

“Why, so you could yell at them again. Your over-practicing, that's why they're messing up.” She says, pointing at them for added effect. “You're too worried about this contest Harmony.”

“Oh please Rainbow, they get less practice than ever now that I have to lead the orchestra for my other composition, not to mention the practice for my solo piece.” I say crossing my arms.

“That doesn't change that you're too worried. You need to relax some that's why I gave you the already completely gone cookies. There were like 20 cookies in there how did you already eat them all!?!” Rainbow gapes in amazement at the completely empty cookie bag.

“Rainbow I think you should probably close your mouth now. Thank you for those by the way, I really should get back to practicing though, lunch is only so long.” I say, walking back to the marching band. “Breaks over!” I yell, effectively quieting them. We run through the routine three more times before having to put everything away to get to our next classes, and well, the other members have to eat too. Rainbow stayed for most the practice, but left at some point when Pinkie came and got her. By the end of lunch the routine was better, not perfect though. A lot can be done in a week but it would be nice to be able to focus less on this one.

I attempt to focus on my classes, but by the end of school my notes turned into music notes and I had a whole other composition in my notebook. I let excitement take over as I think about what it would sound like in my head. It's too close to the competition to submit a new piece or change what I'm doing but that doesn't stop me from writing more.

I cut practice short with the orchestra, since there were few mistakes and they were on an individual basis. I tell them to practice their part at home and head to the individual room that holds the piano I've been practicing on. I set everything up slowly, and tune the piano, like I do whenever I get in front of the piano. Most people didn't know I could play piano, with my most recognized activity being the marching band. The piano, however, was my favorite instrument to play, and compose for.

I close my eyes and run my hands over the cool keys, letting them find their proper positions on their own. I decided to submit a song I wrote when I was young, since it's been my favorite to play for a long time. I take a deep breath and let my hands fly across the keys, playing the song by heart. Over the years I had embellished it, and now the song is complicated with fast and slow parts, where my hands have to be places that within milliseconds of their last position. Even with a hand on either side of the piano some of the transitions can be easy to mess up timing wise. I didn't.

As I hit the last note I sit there, eyes closed, completely still as the last of the song rings through the room. I open my eyes and realize that I'm crying. Drat, this happens every time. I wipe my eyes quickly and play through a few other songs.

I hear a knock on the door and tell them to come in. To my surprise Sunset walks in. “Hey Sunset, what brings you around?” I ask, closing up my sheet music. She smiles at me and sits down next to me.

“That song is beautiful, you're really good.” She says, humming a few notes from it. “Have you shown anyone else yet?” I stop moving and look at her.

“I'm going to, at the contest.” She doesn't seem too happy with my answer. “You were listening in.”

“Rainbows worried about you, we all are. Even Trixie said you're overworking yourself. I came to see if they are right.” She says, running her hand along the piano. “Are you sure you can reveal this song to others? Its clearly a very big part of you,” she stands up and looks at me. “That song can win but you have to decide if you want to put yourself out there like that.” With that last comment she exits, leaving me to muse over her words. Of course I know that. I place my head in my hands and think for a while.

Author's Note

I'm so happy that my story is being enjoyed! Thank you Nightmare Mare for all the awesome comments, and thank you everyone whose favourited or voted up my story. It really means a lot to me! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter as well!

Chapter Seven

My mom was always so supportive of my music. Even when we didn't have much money she did her best to get me some sort of lessons. We went to music stores and I got to play on the different instruments while she talked to the store owner. My dad however, only cared about getting another drink. He spent all our money bars and parties, mom confronted him about it many times. It made her mad, especially when kids started teasing me about him. He hated the fact that my music was taking up his money, and refused to get me lessons. My mom told him that he had to choose between my future, or he could indulge in all his guilty pleasures alone.

That was the last day I saw him, he told me I was a greedy little….. And drove off. He drank himself to death that day. I didn't have anything but my piano and my mom after that, and I wrote a song. It was my first bout of inspiration.

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I wipe my eyes again get up to leave. When I open the door I find Rainbow standing outside waiting for me. “Oh hey Rainbow, did I make you wait long?” I ask waiting for a response. Her eyes look over every part of my face. Can she tell I was crying?

“What's wrong?” She asks, staring at me intently. I pull my bag up further on my shoulder, looking away.

“Nothing's wrong. I'm just tired is all.” I tell her, feigning a yawn. She frowns, not buying it. I smile at her and begin walking, she walks with me.

“See, you are overworking yourself. Let's go do something, get your mind off this contest.” She skips ahead of me and walks backwards as she says that, confident that I'll say yes.

“Maybe a distraction will help,” I answer with a nod. She smiles widely and starts chattering away. I smile and let myself get lost in whatever she decides to talk about.

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Rainbow’s idea of a distraction included treating me to a limited number of sweets at Sugarcube Corner. Which is delicious. I glare at her as she tries once again to steal a bite of my cupcake, while fighting back laughter as well. I shove the rest of the cupcake in my mouth and swallow quickly. Now it's her turn to glare and me, and I wink in response.

“Come on Rainbow, if you wanted some you should've bought some.” I tell her, licking some frosting off my finger.

“Well I assumed that you'd share considering I'm your girlfriend.” She says, staring down my treats. I stop her hand, which was sneaking up from under the table in another attempt to steal one.

“I don't share sweets with anyone, even you Rainbow.” I say, laughing at her. She frowns and crosses her arms, starting to understand just how deeply I love sweets. I smile and keep eating.

“Looks like distracting you worked. You don't look stressed or upset anymore, I'm glad. Of course I knew how to fix it, I am the coolest after all.” She says, boasting like usual. I giggle.

“The best of the best.” I agree, watching her smile widen. “Maybe I was a bit too stressed, but that doesn't mean it's without reason. This competition would guarantee a spot at any music school in the country, possibly overseas too.” I continue, but of course she already knows all that. “I know I worried you with how hard I've been working, but there really isn't any reason to be. I know my limits, and I haven't passed them.”

She moves over into the seat right next to me. “You're completely sure?” She asks, rubbing her thumb over mine. I give her a wide smile and nod.

“Would I lie to you?” I ask, and she shakes her head before laughing at her own silliness. I feel a pang of guilt in my stomach for telling her that nothing was wrong earlier, but that wasn't much of a lie so I let it go.

Rainbow takes me from place to place until the sun is low in the sky. I convince her that I've been thoroughly de-stressed and manage to get home in time for dinner. I fall onto the couch, exhausted from all the practices and running around afterwards. When my mom doesn't greet me I drag myself into the kitchen, finding a note on the counter.

Dinners in the fridge, I have to work late. XOXO -Mom

I roll my eyes and microwave the premade dinner before eating it on the couch.

Author's Note

I'm so glad everyone's enjoying this. Just a few more chapters and it should be done. This is just the first of hopefully many equestrian girls fics, so you'll see these two again.

Chapter Eight

Each day held more practices than the last as the contest drew closer, until eventually I was on the bus to the contest, passed out with early morning exhaustion.

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The sun pierces my eyes, causing me to attempt to roll over, before realizing that I'm on a bus, in Rainbows lap. (She had offered, since it was very early when the bus took off for the city, and she had done the same that first night back during the Friendship Games.) I cover my eyes with a groan -to the sun for existing- and a yawn.

“What time is it?” I mumble, hoping to still have some time to mentally prepare myself for the contest.

“It's eight-thirty, we're almost there.” Rainbow replies, and I sit up quickly.

“EIGHT THIRTY!?” I exclaim, since I have to have everything done and ready by ten. “I need more time to prepare. My mentality is not ready for this. We get there in half an hour, then registration, one more practice with each piece…” I say, but my ramble is interrupted when Rainbow shoves a donut in my mouth.

“Calm down, everything's going to go fine. Just eat, you've got to be hungry after sleeping so long” She insists, and points to a whole box of donuts on the seat next to ours. My eyes go wide at the sight and I quickly finish the one I was already given. ‘Apple Fritter, Mmmmm…’

With one finished, attempt to lean across Rainbow to grab the box, only to be blocked by her arm.

“One condition,” She says, her voice playful and her eyes full of confidence. ‘What is she planning?’ I wonder silently. “It's simple, really.” She insists, brushing some hair out of my face. I look over to the donuts and back at her.

“Share.” Rainbow states, still blocking the donuts. I look at them longingly, but lean back in my seat and cross my arms.

“Is sharing so difficult for you that you'd rather go without?” She asks, while playing with a piece of my hair. I turn my head and look out the window with a huff.

“Fine, I guess I'll just eat them instead, since you don't want them if you can't share them.” She says, and I hear the box open. The donut crunches when she takes a bite, and I fight the urge to turn back around. I can't let her win this, I told her I don't share sweets, so I can't. Even if it means not getting any, I think, forcing myself to not give in.

I hear a different crunching, and feel something be set in my lap. When I look down I see that Rainbow put half the donut in my lap. I look over to her, and she glances over as well. She winks and eats her half. I stare at the half a donut sitting in my lap -on a napkin of course - and frown at it.

“Just eat it, it's not like anything bad will happen if you share once.” Rainbow says, wiping her hands. “I promise I won't tell if you do, if your image of ‘never shares sweets’ is in jeopardy.” She says, running her thumb over my hand.

“Well… I guess, just this once.” I say, taking the donut. “After all, a donut is a donut, and it looks soo good.” I add, my mouth watering some at the sight of it. I take an enthusiastic bite.

Rainbow covers her mouth in an attempt to hide laughter. I give her an inquisitive look and she takes a few moments to stop laughing. “I just don't get why you're so obsessed with sweets.” She says, watching me eat.

“Hey Rainbow Dash! There's some apple cider over here!” Lavender calls, causing Rainbow to spin around in her seat so she's sitting on her knees facing toward the back of the bus.

“Where?” Rainbow asks, looking around frantically. Everyone bursts out laughing, including me.

“There's no cider Rainbow” I say, leaning forward while laughing my butt off. “You're just as” I try to speak, pushing the words out between giggles, “obsessed with cider,” I say, catching my breath. “As I am with sweets.” My laughter finally dies down as I finish my sentence, and Rainbow flops back into her seat with a sigh.

“Nooo cider,” She huffs, blowing a piece of hair out of her face. “Lame.” I resist the urge to laugh again, choosing to instead check the time on my phone. The screen takes a second to light up, and I look at my reflection with...horror.

“Rainbow…” I say, my voice low. “Do you happen to recall me promising Rarity that I would absolutely not mess up my hair?” I ask, turning to look at her, my eyes narrowed.

“You did say that,” She replies, feigning interest in a random magazine she picked up. Fashion illustrated? Could her fake reading be any more obvious? I wonder.

“Do you also recall,” I start, grabbing the magazine from her hands, she looks over at me, stifling a laugh at my bedhead, and probably how long it took me to notice it. “That you insisted that you would keep it from getting messed up while I slept. You even used it as a reason why I should lay in your lap instead of against the window.” I scold, frowning at her.

“It's no big deal Harmony, just brush it and it will be fine.” Rainbow says, setting my bag in my lap.

“It took her over an hour.” I reply, pulling out my brush, “I sat through all of the tugging and pulling and curling for nothing. Not to mention every single accessory she tried.” I point the hairbrush at her to help make my point. “Rarity is not to hear about this.” I tell her, before sitting up and looking at every single band member. “Right everyone?” I ask, and they all nod. I turn back around and start brushing my hair with a huff.

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I look around the large room we were given for practice with wide eyes. “Wow,” I say, before running my hands over the cold, polished wood of the grand piano sitting at one corner. “It's so AMAZING!!”

I sit down at the piano and play a few notes. “Perfectly tuned already…” I mumble to myself. I close my eyes and my hands find their positions. I take a deep breath and let the first few notes of the piece float through my mind, and my fingers play along. I hit every note exactly when I hear it in my mind, and soon I'm just hearing it from the piano. Halfway through the song I feel arms wrap around me and I almost miss a note, I catch it quickly and somehow get back on track with the music. I hit the last note and it echoes throughout the room, filling it with solemn pain, love, and forgiveness.

The arms pull me closer, and I know it's Rainbow. I lean back and let her familiarity and comfort wash over me. We stay like this for many minutes, the stream of tears flowing silently down my face slowing with every second that passes.

Finally, I open my eyes and sit up. Rainbow let's go as I move. I wipe off my face and take a few breaths.

“That was beautiful,” Rainbow says, walking over to me. “There's a story that goes with it.” She's state's, reaching up to caress my cheek.
“Yes, one I don't have time to tell.” I reply, looking at the ground. I give a reassuring smile and look back up, “Practice, practice, practice.” I continue nervously. She gives me a curious look but lets me gather the marching band for one last run through.

Author's Note

I hope everyone enjoys this chapter as well! It's coming to a close real soon, so I'm glad for all the support.

Chapter Nine

“Maybe I shouldn't do this,” I say, looking out from beyond the stage curtain. Before anyone could reply the judges yell next. Rainbow pushes me onto the stage. I swallow and smile, my breath quickening with nerves.

“Name?” One of the judges asks, not even looking up from her paper.

“Ha-Harmony Glade ma’am.” I reply walking across to stand in front of the piano. The judges write something down and glance up at me with bored, exhausted eyes.
“You can start now.” Another one says, with a monotone voice. I swallow again and sit down at the piano. Relax Harmony, you can do this. You just have to play a hyper complicated piece that is completely original in front or a huge crowd and three very important judges, I think, attempting to calm myself down - it doesn't work. I take another, shaky breath, and place my hands on the keys.

The first few notes go well, and I do most of it just fine, until I hit a sour note in the third transition. I panick slightly and try to get back control, and I do, but the third transition fell apart. When I finish I'm crying like normal, but not because of the music. The stress is horrible, I messed up. I've played that song a million times. I messed up.

I stand and bow, before running off stage.

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The other two performances go pretty well, not excellent, but not horrible mess ups. I'm sitting in the waiting room with the rest of the bands and Rainbow, waiting for the judges to decide who will be moving forward in the competition.

Suddenly the doors open and a staff member enters the room. “Ahem, there will be ten compositions moving forward from this county. Six compositions from Crystal Prep Academy,” He says, and the Crystal prep students cheer. There were only six compositions from them, meaning they all made it through. “And four compositions from Canterlot High School. The names of said compositions are on this list, look for yours to find out if you made it. That is all.” He continues, placing a paper on the table.
I nervously walk over with Octavia and a few other of the competitors from CHS. I tentatively pick up the list, and look it over. My eyes scroll anxiously, checking -double checking- searching for the name of one of my compositions.

Nothing. I pass the paper to Octavia and let my head drop. ‘I didn't make it,’ The thought repeats itself over, and over. My knees go weak, and I sit down where I am.

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I don't remember much of that afternoon, or the days after. I remember Rainbow staying with me for most of it. I also remember Lyra and BonBon bringing me some candy, I think it's still unopened.

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The final bell of the final class rings, and everyone darts out of their seats. I'd start packing up, but I'd never even bothered to pull anything out that class. I get up, and right as I'm about to exit the classroom, Pinky jumps out at me. I fall on my butt and she giggles a little.

“Watcha doin? You look like you're being a super silly little slow poke! Don't you know it's your birthday?” She asks, her smile and eyes both getting way to large. She leans in really close and I step back, causing her to lose her balance and fall forward.

“Of course I know it's my birthday.” I sharply reply, “Can I go home now?” I ask, wanting to be alone. Pinky looks up at me with teary eyes.

“Do you not like your birthday?” She asks, still on the floor. I cross my arms and look down at her with a frown across my face.
“No, as a matter of fact, I do not like my birthday.” I reply. She gasps dramatically and jumps up again.

“That's so sad! Nobody should not like their birthday! It's a day to celebrate them!” She says, waving her hands around in the air. “Do you wish you'd never been born?” She asks, her eyes going wide in the thought of the possibility.

“No, but anyone who'd gone through what I have wouldn't like theirs either. Please let it be, Pinky. This isn't a sadness you can fix.” I reply, stepping past her. I turn and look at her. “Sorry.” I say, before walking away.

I’m almost off campus, just ten more minutes and I should be home. Hopefully I didn't upset Pinky Pie too much. I feel a little bad, but what I said was the truth.

“Harmony!” I hear someone yell as I turn the corner away from the school, I recognize it to be Rainbow's voice and stop. She runs to catch up with me, and it doesn't take her long.

“What are you doing? Didn't Pinky
tell you the party’s at Sugarcube corner?” She asks, pointing in the other direction.

I shake my head, “She didn't get a chance. I'm not going. I don't celebrate my birthday.” I reply, looking away. Rainbow gives me a confused look.

“Hold on, you don't celebrate your birthday?” She asks, raising her eyebrow. I nod. “Why?” She asks, grabbing my hand when I turn to leave.

“Who would want to celebrate the day their father died?” I ask, looking up at her. With each word my voice gains a new confidence, so I continue, “Who would celebrate their father walking out on them? Their father cussing them out? Who would celebrate the day their father left, got drunk, and drove himself off a cliff? Tell me, really, am I wrong to not feel like partying or eating sweets? Is it so wrong of me to not celebrate my birthday?” I ask, yelling at the end. By this point I'm shaking, and Rainbow pulls me towards her.

“I'm so sorry Harmony,” She says, enveloping me in a warm embrace. “It isn't wrong for you to be upset, but you can't let it ruin your every birthday.” She continues, and I look up at her. I try not to cry.

“How about you mourn today, all your sadness and tears and everything,” She starts, reaching up to caress my cheek, “And on Friday you celebrate another year of your amazing existence.” Her voice is soft and comforting. I nod, my eyes filling with tears, and she pulls me into another a tight hug. We stay like this for many minutes, and I let the comfort wash over me. We stay like this for many moments, before Rainbow takes my hand and leads me down the streets to my home. I follow silently, just letting the warmth of her hand seep into my chilled soul.

When we arrive at my home she pushes me through the doorway, and sits me on the couch before making her way to the kitchen. I try to listen to what she’s doing in there, but find my mind clouded with fuzzy images of my long-gone father. ‘Would he have come back had he lived?’ I wonder, looking across the room to the many pictures of me and my mom. I picture what it might look like, had he lived.

The sound of footsteps pulls me from my mind, and I turn to see Rainbow standing in the doorway,a pair of mugs in her hands. Steam rises slowly from the mugs, as she makes her way over and places one on the coffee table in front of me. She sits next to me, our sides touching, and her hand finds a resting place at the small of my back. Her thumb rubs circles against my back, and it is both comforting and distracting. I make no move for the cup, and merely stare at the dark liquid swirling within it, and the bouncy white marshmallows floating at the top. Rainbow takes a drink of her own hot chocolate, and I turn to her, leaning into her touch. She pulls me in as I lean, and I quickly find myself curled against the beautiful athlete. She smiles warmly at me, and I lean my head into her shoulder, her arm wrapped securely around me.

“You know,” She starts, swirling her hot chocolate, “This is really good hot chocolate, I made it, after all.” She boasts, a playful smile on her face. I give her a small smile as well, but still don’t reach for my own cup, but rather just snuggle in further.

“I’m sure it is.” I reply calmly, still not moving. She gives a slight frown, takes another drink, giving a hum of satisfaction. I finally roll my eyes, and sit up just enough to pull my mug into my lap, my hands wrapped around the warm cup and the steam pulling the delectable scent up to my nose.

We sit together for the rest of the evening, talking and drinking hot chocolate. Eventually pulls me off the couch, insisting we get some actual food before she leaves. I concede, and begin rummaging through my fridge, not quite ready to test Rainbow’s cooking skills. I can feel her eyes watching me, and finally turn to look at her. She holds up her phone with a smirk.

“Pizza?” She asks, a hint of victory in her voice. I nod, and give her a playful nudge before making my way back to the living room.

“Pepperoni please, and stuffed crust!” I call, laying across the couch and pulling one of my composition books from the coffee table. I lay there skimming through it while Rainbow’s voice fills the house. I listen to her voice rise and fall as she expresses exactly what she wants delivered. My thoughts wander to the day, and how she kept me company without being told to, as if skipping a party and staying with me is the most normal thing in the world. I wonder if, for us, it is.

Author's Note

I'm so glad this story was so well received. This is the end, but I will be posting another equestrian girls ship fic taking place in a similar time as this one. I hope everyone enjoys!
EDIT: I went through and changed up the ending just a little, I may add more still but I hope this is less abrubt.