The Combation of two worlds.

by Chambered

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Rainbow Dash, Other, Romance, Scootaloo, Sex, Human, Main 6, Gore
Length: 10275

Rainbow Dash. What is the first thing that came into your mind? For me, It is 'My savior'. I owe her my life.

When someone -or somepony- says 'Rainbow Dash', Two things come to my mind. One, is 'I owe you', the other is 'My savior'. Why? She saved my life. What happened? It's a long story. Sit back and relax.
Contains: Swearing, blood, and jokes/themes for the mature.
Art wanted. If you want to make cover art for this, go head. Just nothing sexual. If you have not read, try to avoid the comments, for there will be spoilers.

Published 2016-01-11 20:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-04-07 00:45:01 UTC

Chapter one: Saved

Rainbow Dash's Point of view

I was on a walk in a field. Things were normal, until I saw a trail of a dark red liquid. I, having gotten many bloody noses before from crashing, recognized this as blood. But I have never seen this much blood before. Oh my gosh... I should find this pony, fast! Luckily, fast is one of the many things I am. It didn't take me very long to catch up to what I thought would be a pony. But it wasn't a pony. It was furless, monkey-like animal with a small patch of brown hair on it's head. It's eyes were to bloodshot too make out a color. It had a peach-like color skin, and had clothes on. More eye catching, was it's blood covered side.

"H-help...." The thing coughed up, before going limp. Oh my gosh! Is it dead?! Stay cool, Dash, stay cool. I checked it's pulse. Fluttershy would give me the stare if I let this thing die. While just barely, I felt it's pulse. Okay, Don't let it die. Don't let it die, Dash. I briefly thought of taking it to Fluttershy, but she would faint after seeing the blood. So I took it to my house, not thinking it would fall through the floor. I got lucky.

I ravaged through my first aid kit. Bandages! Come on, Where are the bandages?! Then I found the Bandages.

"Ahah! Found them!" I yelled, and rushed over to it and applied them to the puncture wounds in it's side. I checked it's pulse again, half expecting to be too late. I wasn't. I felt something nudged against my hind legs. I looked to see Tank.

"Not now, Tank. Not now." I said, slightly relaxed. Then It donned on me. Wait, How has that thing not fallen through the clouds?

Two hours later, ???'s Point of view.

I slowly awoke. Wait, How am I still alive?! Then I noticed I was not in the field where I was attacked. I panicked.

"Where the hell am I?!" I yelled. I heard something being dropped in another room. That's when it hit me. I was in a house, and I was not alone. Trembling, I pulled out a knife. It was your standard butterfly knife, and I flipped it open, the shiny blade showing. I slowly, and painfully got out of the bed.

Using the walls for support, I tried to walk. I failed horribly and thumped face first to the floor. Footsteps. I heard footsteps getting closer, and I dropped my knife. I waited for the person to kill me.

"Are you okay?" Asked a female voice. She sounded worried about me, but was trying to stay cool.

"I thin-" I started looking up. I was not expecting to see a small horse with cyan fur, and a rainbow mane, let alone have wings. I panicked again.

"What the fuck?!" I said, but my voice cracked somewhere in there. She winced when I said 'Fuck'.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What did you just say?" She asked. I began to try to crawl away. That worked, until I bumped into a wall.

"Please don't kill me..." I said, scared shitless.

"Why would I kill you after I saved you?" She asked, looking very confused. There was a knock at the front door. "I'll come back, it's probably my friends."

I heard lots of talking, but what stood out was 'Hey, Dashie, why do you have your first aid kit out and open?' She really did patch me up.

Rainbow Dash's Point of view

"Hey, Dashie, Why do you have your first aid kit out and opened?" asked Pinkie Pie.

"Well, I saved a Animal's life with it." I said, feeling like a hero.

"What was it, that is, if you don't mind me asking... asked Fluttershy.

"I don't really know, but there was a lot of blood at the scene where I found it, which I am guessing is a 'he'."

"Well, I am a human. And yes, I am a male." Said a voice behind me. HIS voice. I felt my ears drop. I turned to see him in the hall, behind me, playing with some type of knife. He then put away the knife, In his pocket.

"Why do you have a knife?" asked Twilight.

"Because I am eighteen years old." Was all he said. "Um. Rainbow horse, I owe you. What is the currency here? Ah, who I am kidding, I owe my LIFE."

"O-kay. By the way, My name is Rainbow Dash. What is your name?" I asked. I hope I am not being nosy

"My name? It's Mike Smith." He replied. "Sorry for thinking you were gonna kill me."

I decided to enter a conversation with him. "So, uh, Where you born?" I asked.

"Texas State, in the United States of America."

"Never heard of it..." Said Twilight, as if he was lying.

"Um... It is on the planet Earth?"

"Planet? This planet is named Eques... So you aren't from this planet?" Twilight said, gasping.

"Huh. Weird. In a planet inhabited by horses.

"We are ponies, not horses."

"Very weird."

"Do you like Parties?!" Asked Pinkie, who near jumped on him. He had great reflexes, for he ducked the pounce.

"Y-yeah..." He said, looking at Pinkie, who is now lodged in the wall.

"Nice reflexes. I've never seen anypony dodge Pinkie ever." I really liked his speed. We would have to wait for him to recover before we raced. That would be fun.

"Um...Thanks...?" He said. The he walked back into my guest room. He must have had a long day.

Chapter three: 'What is the gala?'

Mike Smith's Point of view.

The one that was apparently a princess looked at Dash.

"You recruited him?" She said.

"Ma'am, I am was recruited on Earth. I am a recruit for The elite military force, The US Marines." I boldly stated.

"I see. What form of government does this 'US' have?"

"Democracy. We have a Democracy."

"Interesting." She said, giving us both a golden ticket. "You both, because you are military, and Dash would get in anyhow."

"Princess, I request this one a promotion to Specialist." Dash said, gesturing towards me. Best. Fucking. General. Ever.

"Well, Of course. Humans are much more adaptable to battle then us ponies." She said, she must have taken note on the look on my face that screams 'How do you know so much about humans?' So she answered my un-spoken question. "Humans did exist in Equestria two thousand years ago. Anyways, You may bring a pistol to the Gala." She said, motioning to my holstered M9. It was then I realized Rainbow went to get something.

"Hey, Dash, What did you get?" I asked, and she lifted her wing to show me a hidden USP holstered under her wing. "Nice. A 45." I said, and then showed her my M9. "This is only a 9MM Beretta M9 Pistol. It has a fifteen round magazine, and a laser pointer on it." I said, and flicked on the laser and aimed the gun at the floor. Her eyes followed the beam, then I flicked it off.

A five hour Train ride later.

"We there yet?" I asked, after I had lost all of my patience. Let's face it, if YOU where on a train for five fucking hours straight, you would want to slap a bitch.

"Well, We are here." Said Twilight, sounding annoyed. Then again, Pinkie Pie has been asking that almost the whole trip. I go to the adjacent room to wake Rainbow Dash. Not even a minuet later, I slam the door, blushing intensely. Was she really masturbating? Now, of all times?! Luckily, I didn't see what she as masturbating to, and she was facing the door. I think I saw her blush when she saw me, too.

"What is wrong?" asked Twilight.

"Ummm...Don't go in there." I replied. "She wasn't napping." Then Dash exited the room. "For the record, I saw nothing, Ma'am." I said to Dash. I really need to give her a nickname... Twilight just then realized what I saw.

"Rainbow? Are you serious?!" Said the, as Rainbow says, Egghead. Rainbow Dash looked down.

"I am sorry, Twilight."

"Hey, I will tell no on-err- Nopony what I saw, okay Dash?" Then I thought of a nickname. "Also, are you okay with being called Dashie?"

"Go Ahead."

"Okay, Dashie, I should have knocked."

"It is okay, Mike." She said, like she was hinting something.

"Oh, and since I can call you Dashie, you can call me Mikey. Deal?" Then I heard a cracking in the distance. "That's an AKM, those gunshots." Just as I said that, a door opened. I looked toward the now open door, to see an insurgent, or as a civilian would call them, Terrorist. He lifted a SKS, pointing it at Dashie. Instantly I pulled out my pistol and aimed at his head. Now all I needed to wait for is him to see the real threat. He then quickly pointed at Twilight and shot her in the side. I pulled the trigger, and that is when I found I didn't have a round chambered. I dropped the gun and pulled out my Bayonet, and rushed him. Before he could react, my knife was in his throat. I picked up the SKS, and covered the door. Another came, and I shot him. Blood Sprayed everywhere. The bolt on the side of the rifle snapped back. Out of ammo. So I threw the SKS, and picked up the Insurgent's fully loaded FAL. I looked at Twilight to see Fluttershy patching her up.

I turned around and got punched it the face. I fell onto my back, My nose was broken. I looked up to see a Makarov leveled with my head. Then I heard the crack of a 45 ACP round, and the insurgent had a hole in his chest. The insurgent fell backwards, and I got up.

"Now I owe you double time, Dashie." I said. Well, this is going well.

Back-up arrived in a mater of minuets later. The gala was cancelled that night.

Author's Note

This is a massive reference to the game Insurgency. But, Will Twilight live?

Chapter four: 'Play'

Author's Note

Warning!
This chapter has Human on Pony clop.

This is my first time making clop, so tell me how I did.

Chapter four: 'Play'

Rainbow Dash's Point of view

As soon as we got Twilight to the hospital, We handed her over to the doctors.

"Mikey? Who were those guys?" I asked Mikey, after what felt like a hour of silence.

"Insurgents. The enemy from my world. But the ones who attacked us, they were not important." He said, clearly mad for not shooting the one who shot Twilight when he had the chance.

"Don't worry, It wasn't your fault." I said, trying to make him feel better about himself. Then a familiar stallion entered the room. Shining Armor. Upon seeing Mikey, He jumped on him, Pinning him to the ground.

"You did this to my sister!" He yelled.

"Captain, I order you to get off of him." I ordered, As I was a general and he was still a captain.

"But, Ma'am...He shot-" Shining started.

"No. He didn't. He killed the one that shot Twilight!" I said, getting mad. " I was fucking there!" I practically screamed at him. Everypony, except Mikey, winced when I said 'fucking'. I had never cursed before, but I was too mad to regret saying that. Shining Armor backed up a bit.

As much as I hate to admit it, Mikey is really cool... Stay professional about this, Dash. But my mind drifted off the same thoughts as just before he walked in on me...

Mike Smith's Point of view.

I thought these ponies didn't swear. Oh well, not complaining. I thought as I stood up.

"Thanks, Dashie. I really, really owe you big time."

"You'll won't for long." She said.

"Uh...Okay?" I said, unsure. Is she advancing on me? No, I would never be lucky enough for a damn human. Or anything for that mater. I mused at my own thoughts. It is true, As much as I prefer making friends, I rarely ever made any that didn't end in the friend's death.

As we exited the Ponyvile hospital, I was ordered by the general, AKA Dashie, to come with her for a debrief. She took me to her house, that this morning I found out was a cloud. I still don't know how that works. As soon as I got in the door shut behind me.

"Hey, You do realize I didn't mean it, right? No debrief. I wanted to tell you something, though..." Said Dashie, a slight smile on her face.

"Sure. What is it?" I asked. I was completely caught of guard when she didn't say anything, but rather, kissed me. My eyes shot open, a blush instantly covering my face. That is also when it hit me. Wait, I didn't know I had a crush on her? How the- Oh forget it. I felt my spirit melt, and I kissed back. I felt my hand caress her cheek. Her cheek is so soft... So is her lips... However, soon I was running out of oxygen. I broke the kiss. As soon as I did, I was gasping for air.

"Come on, let's go in the bedroom." Dashie said, seductively. Oh yeah, this is going be fun.

"Let's go." I said, following her.

"Mikey, When You walked in on me, I was thinking of you." Dashie said, blushing furiously. Would I blame her for the blush? Hell no. One- it makes her look so cute. Two- We are currently both naked. The literal only thing I was wearing was my dog-tags. She was facing away from me, bending downward, and had her tail raised. Trust me, It looked surprisingly human.

I put my hands on her rump, and slowly slid inside. She moaned really loud. Wow, she is so tight... I thought as my hips bumped against her flanks. I pulled out, leaving only the head in her. I then Slammed forward, hearing the smack of my balls against her, and her rather loud moan. I groaned and began to pump in and out of her at a rhythmic pace. She moaned and gasped at every thrust, and I felt so... Powerful.

"Mikeee! I-I am going to c-cum!" She suddenly screamed. Only five seconds later, she came. Even that felt so good to me. I felt myself getting close, real close.

"I am gonna cum, where do you want it?" I asked, not really wishing to be a parent yet.

"Go ahead, I am not in heat!" She replied. So ponies go through heat? Inter-AHHHH! My thoughts were interrupted by me exploding into her, and I let out a high pitched groan. as soon as I stopped I pulled out of her entirely, and flopped to the bed. She laid down next to me, and pulled the covers over us. After I wrapped my arm around her, I fell fast asleep.

Chapter five: A normal day...well, almost normal.

Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.

Chapter six: The war.

Mike Smith's Point of View

I woke up, apparently I cried myself to sleep. Just like I did on the night of the ambush when I was in advanced training. Don't think about that. Then I noticed where I was. On a train.

"Dashie?" I said, and she entered the room.

"Yes? Are you okay?"

"I am fine. But, are there any civilians on this train?" I asked, not wanting anypony to get hurt that didn't need to.

"No. We are heading to a FOB in a abandoned city, so no civilians will get hurt."

"Okay. Good to know." I said, as I got up and walked to her. I then proceeded to kiss her on the lips, knowing we were alone. She did kiss back. I genuinely loved her to death.

"Come on, we'll be on this train all night. Let's go cuddle." Dashie said, trotting over to the bed. I, needless to say, followed her for a cuddle. Not long after, she passed out. I knew from the previous night she snored, but I find it really cute -somehow-. God, I can't think of anything about her I don't like. It didn't take very long for me to fall asleep, griping her tightly.

The next morning.

I awoke to the train stopping suddenly. Trains here can stop in an instant, for some reason. I instantly shot up, and bonked my head on the unoccupied top bunk.

"Ow..." I said, as I rubbed my head.

"We are at the station. Grab your stuff." Said Dashie, who chuckled at the fact I bumped my head. Out of routine, I put on my camo shirt and Kevlar vest. I made sure a round was chambered in my M9, as well as my M16A4. I also put both guns on safety. I walked out of the train, to be greeted by several ponies, and Dashie was one of them. They cheered as if I was a legend.

Rainbow Dash's Point of view

Me and Mikey got an escort over to the FOB, not that any hostiles have been found here. I spent most of the walk talking with Mikey.

"-And then, I got a call over the radio, we were under attack! The only help I had was the Lt, and I killed twelve of the twe-" He was interrupted by a gunshot, and he collapsed, a pool of blood forming under him.

"NOOOO!" I yelled, dragging him to cover. "Medic, Get your flanks over here!" I yelled at the medic, the rest of the team went after the sniper. The medic began to run over, but was stopped dead in his tracks as a bullet blew his brains out. I applied pressure to Mikey's wounds.

"Come on, Mikey! Stay with me! Please!" I said, beginning to cry. I had already lost one of my best friends, and I wasn't about to let my lover die! Not if I can help it!

"D-dashie... I will always love-" He started, as a small trail of blood left his mouth.

"Shhh. Save your strength. Just don't go!" I begged. The escort came back, with the news that they killed the sniper.

"Get a medic over here, NOW!" I yelled at them, and they rushed back to the FOB. I turned my attention to Mikey's wound, and noticed my hoof was covered in blood, and He was still losing blood. I pressed harder on the wound, to try to stop him from bleeding. He groaned in pain.

"I know it hurts, But stay with me!" I really didn't want him to die.

"HEY!" Yelled one of the escorts, who had brought a medic.

"Mikey, The medic is here! She'll fix you right up!" I looked at Mikey's face, only to see a blank stare. "Mikey? MIKEY! NO! DON'T DIE!" I Began a full sob. I just lost him...No... The medic and the rifleman tried to comfort me, but it didn't work. I kissed him one last time.

Author's Note

The End?

Chapter seven: 'To the death of us part.'

Rainbow Dash's Point of view

I was crying in my new quarters.

"W-why M-Mikey? Why?" I have been crying for a few hours now. I was lying on my bed, playing with my tail to try to calm down. Needless to say, I couldn't calm down. I lost Mikey, forever. How would you feel if the love of your life died in front of you? I cried my self to sleep.

I was walking around the base, receiving many apologies from the Soldiers in said base. I was in need of seeing him -alive-. I practically had no point living. No, don't think like that. You'll see him again, right? I pray to Celestia that he'll live again. Gunshots. I look behind me, to my left and my right. Nothing. I fly up to get a birds eye view. There was fifteen of them attacking the FOB. I suddenly felt rage overtake me, and I zoomed down and snatched one of there guns. I shot most of them then and there. When the gun made a Click, proceeded to bash the last one with it, until I heard the insurgent cry for me to stop.

"You shits killed Mikey! I will not let you live!" I shouted, continuing to bash him. I heard a sickening crack. I broke his skull. Bastard. I, realizing my brutality, let a tear run down my face. I just slaughtered them... I felt a hoof on my shoulder. I looked to see Princess Celestia.

"Rainbow, I am sorry for your loss, but is this the answer?" she asked, knowing why I just did that.

"M-Mikey is gone because of them! I hate them all!" I said, beginning to cry again.

"I can bring him back, But it will take a lot of energy, energy I don't have right now." she said, calming me down by two percent.

"Please, bring him back as soon as you can! I beg you!"

"I will. I know he is special to you." She said, as we walked into the base.

"How long will that take?" I asked, still sad.

"Alone, we'll have to wait until tomorrow." She said. "If I get help for others, We can do that now." Five unicorns walked up after she finished.

"Can we help?" One asked.

"Of course, My Little Ponies." Said Celestia in a reinsuring voice. I felt like my prayers were answered.

"Then Lets do this." said one of the infantry ponies, who was a unicorn. The preformed the magic required to bring him back. A bright light shown, and when it cleared, I saw Mikey standing there. He appeared to be dazed, and he fell after a few seconds. Please remember me...

"Mikey? Can you hear me?" I asked. No answer. "Mikey?"

Mike Smith's Point of View

All I heard was my ear ringing, and my vison was blurry. Soon, My vision cleared and I saw Dashie talking to me. I said something along the lines of 'I can't hear you.' She waited until the ringing stopped.

"Okay, now that my ears are done ringing, what did you say?" I said, She smiled. "Oh and I had the worst nightmare. I was shot and died in the dream."

"Yeah, That wasn't a dream..." She said, in a sad tone.

"What do you mean?"

"You WERE shot and killed yesterday. Princess Celestia Just brought you back five minuets ago. I really missed you! Don't leave me again!" She cried out, hugging me very tightly. I hugged her back.

"There, there, Dashie. I am here now. I still love you. I always will." I said, and she calmed a bit, but continued to squeeze me tightly.

"I love you too much. Please don't die again." She said. I picked her up and walked to her quarters. We cuddled on the bed until we fell asleep.

Author's Note

If you want to make an ending where the spell doesn't work, go ahead.

War never changes.

Chapter eight: 'I don't want to set the world on fire, Dashie.'

Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.

Chapter nine: The wedding.

Mike Smith's Point of view.

I was standing by the Princess, waiting for Dashie. It was not quite as much as a royal wedding, but it was twenty percent cooler than most weddings on earth. It was also so far much like a Cristian wedding. Only instead of a priest it was royalty.

Where is she? I was starting to get worried. A familiar tune played, ending my worries. I looked down the isle. Oh my god...She looks beyond Beautiful in that dress. Then again, Dashie always has been beautiful. On her side of the platform that I was on, was her friends, including the newly revived Princess Twilight Sparkle, and Dashie's sworn sister, Scootaloo. Then Dashie stepped onto to the platform.

"Fillies and Gentlecolts, We are gathered here to celebrate the marriage of General Rainbow Dash and Specialist Mike Smith. Mike Smith, Do you accept Rainbow Dash as your wife?" Princess Celestia started the ceremony.

"I do, With all my heart." I said, so everypony can hear me. Dashie smiled at that.

"Rainbow Dash, Do you accept Mike Smith as your husband?"

"I do, With all my soul." Dashie said, just as loud. Now I think I was blushing. Dashie is so sweet.

"Then, You may kiss the bride." Celestia said, looking at me. Me and Dashie kissed, and the crowd went wild.

Rainbow Dash's Point of view

The party was great. There was dancing, Pinkie Pie made a wedding cake, and Applejack brought a lot of cider. But best of all, I got to be with my new husband, Mikey. I was so happy that I get to be with him forever, or at least until he dies, again. Celestia had told us he can only be revived once, and the same goes to everypony. Even though this is our wedding, Mikey was afraid of something.

"Hey honey. You seem worried about something. What is it?" I asked.

"One of the guards went into the bathroom when the wedding began. He hasn't came out since." He said, in a worried tone.

"Which restroom?"

"The guard was a stallion. Take a guess. I am going to check it out." And so he did.

"Nice weddin' RD." Complimented Applejack from behind me.

"Thanks, Apple-" I was cut off by a few gunshots coming from the restrooms. I immediately zoomed over to the restrooms. I kicked open the door to see Mikey had his M9 out, and was holding his arm in pain. The side of Mikey's gun was locked back, so he fired all of the rounds. I looked at what he shot to see an insurgent, dead on the floor by the body of one of the guards.

"Dashie, I am hit." He said, before dropping the M9. One of the stalls burst open, and we just ran. Five gunshots rang out, and Mikey fell down with a thud. I looked behind me, and stared in horror at an insurgent holding Mikey by the neck, using him as a shield. My heart sank in my chest. The insurgent pulled the hammer back on his revolver, that was leveled with Mikey's head.

"Move and he dies!" He yelled at us. "And drop your weapons." With that all of the guards dropped their guns. The insurgent took a deep breath and bashed Mikey in the head with the revolver, and ran off with him.

"NO!" I yelled, and went after them. The insurgent turned around and fired a shot at me, which hit me in the wing. He went to shoot me again, but the gun clicked, so he threw it at me. I looked up and saw the insurgent got away with Mikey.

"No...No...N-no..." I whimpered and got to my hooves. I ran after them. But I had lost them. I began to cry. I noticed a truck ride off in the distance, and I ordered some soldiers to go after it.

Author's Note

:rainbowlaugh: Another cliffhanger.

Chapter ten: captured.

Chapter ten: captured.

Mike Smith's Point of view.

I awoke slowly. I tried to move my hands, but they where tied together behind a chair. I checked my back pocket. I still have my butterfly knife...I have a plan...

five minuets later.

My hands are still behind my back, but I have cut the rope. My 'Interrogator' walked in. He placed a picture of Dashie on the table.

"Where is she?"

"I am not telling you shit!" I barked back. He put a rag over my mouth and nose, forcing my head back and prepared to pour a bucket of water over my face. Not today, you shit. He was about to pour it, when I acted, stabbing him in the throat. I pulled his Makarov out of it's holster. Armed I began to storm out. Instantly, I ran into a insurgent with a RPK. I shot him twice, then ran out the door he was guarding. I saw a car, so I climbed in it and began to drive off.

A pop was heard, and I spiraled out of control. They shot a wheel. I tried to regain control, and got a few miles away before I crashed into a tree. A bit of shrapnel lodged it's way into my gut and I passed out from the pain.

Rainbow Dash's Point of view.

Two days later.

I was still at the side of Mikey's hospital bed. I have been for at his side for two days. I let the sound of the Heartbeat monitor calm me, to let me know he still lives. Mikey means everything to me. If I lost him, I would-
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

I began to panic. The door to the room flung open, and three doctors rushed in, one had a defib unit.

"CLEAR!" He yelled, giving Mikey a shock. No response.

"CLEAR!" He repeated. Same results.

"COME ON! CLEAR!" He gave one last try. His heart beat came back. The doctor checked Mikey's pulse.

"Get him on Life support, NOW!" the stallion yelled. A face mask was placed onto him, and a blood bag was slowly being drained into his arm. Mikey nearly died... I was happy he lived, but he was just barely alive. I hope things get better.

The next day.

I woke up. Mikey was still out. I prayed he'll live. While I was hungry, I didn't want to leave incase something bad happened.

"D-d-dashie?" Said a barely recognizable Mikey. It took all my might to not squeeze him. I didn't want to ruin the life support, which would kill him

"Mikey!" I said, and muzzled against him. "You were dead for a minute yesterday! I was so worried!" Tears rolled down my face as I lovingly kissed his forehead.

"Well, At least they didn't hurt me." He said, his speaking was muffled by the oxygen mask. I frowned.

"They did hurt you."

"No-"

"Then what happened out there?" I asked. He explained what happened.

"Oh... I am sorry I got mad at you. It's just...It's just I love you so much, and I nearly lost you." I said, on the verge of tears. I crawled into his bed and fell asleep with him.

Author's Note

So he lives...Barely.

Chapter eleven: 'It's not too late, It's never to late.'

Author's Note

Warning: This chapter has clop.
Attempt #2 at clop...
How did I do?

Chapter eleven: 'It's not too late, It's never to late.'

Mike Smith's Point of view

When I awoke I still had the oxygen mask on, but the IV has been removed and my arm was bandaged. I felt a weight on my belly. I looked down to see Dashie was curled up into a ball, and was laying down on my stomach. I moved an arm to scratch behind her ear. She looked at me, face filled with sadness.

"Mikey, I am sorry about how badly our wedding went. I wish this never happened to you. You didn't deserve that. I am so sorry." Dashie said, tears rolling down her face. I took a deep breath.

"Dashie, it wasn't your fault." I said, my voice muffled beyond recognition. "I love you."

"I love you too. Promise you won't die? And I mean, Pinkie promise?"

"Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye." I said, going through the motions weakly. "I won't die on you." She then gave my chest a hug, but didn't squeeze at all, she knew I was having trouble breathing. I hugged back, still very weak.

"I love you so much, Dashie." I said, resuming stroking behind her ears. "I would catch a grenade for you." In response, she kissed my forehead, but I was sure she wanted to kiss my lips.

Just then, a doctor came in. She, upon seeing that Dashie on my chest, shook her head.

"How is Mikey looking, Redheart?" Asked Dashie, nervously.

"According to the heart rate monitor, He is stable enough for his mask to come off and can leave, but should take it easy." She said. "That means, the R&R was indeed made longer."

As soon as the mask came off, Dashie kissed me on the lips. I instantly kissed back.

"Alright, you two. That is enough." Said, the doctor, and we broke the kiss.

After leaving the hospital -The Ponyvile hospital-, We found it was dark out. It still mystifies me on how time changes in Equestria.

"Come on. Get on my back, I'll fly us home." Dashie said, as she nuzzled against my leg. I climbed on her back, she is very strong. She as she said, flew us home, which is her cloud house.

as soon as we got there, I went into our bedroom.

"Dashie, I am tiered. See you in the morning." I called, as I flopped onto the bed.

The next morning.

I awoke to a musky sent. It was unfamiliar to me, so I looked around a bit. Then I saw Dashie, rubbing one off.

"Need any help with that, Dashie?" I asked, and she looked at me. Not in horror, but in need.

"Mikey, I think I am in heat." She whimpered. "Please, fuck me." With that, she bent down and showed me her pussy. I was instantly hard as hell, and I couldn't take it. I needed her, now.

Nether of us liked foreplay very much, we tend to get straight to business. I pulled off my shirt and pulled down my pants. In a few moments, I was naked, once again, with the exception of my dog-tags. My member was throbbing from this excitement, and I walked over to her.

"Oh, Dashie, I love you." I said. My dick rubbed against her wet slit, and we both shuddered. Slowly, I pushed inside her love tunnel. She moaned rather loud. Luckily Scoots was with her friends for the night, or she would have heard Dashie. Any and all thoughts were cut off when I was hilting her.

"More!" Was all Dashie said. She got her wish, as I quickly pulled out and slammed back into her. She let out a pleasured scream as I continued to pound her tight pussy. I soon picked up a rhythm, and she was moaning all the while.

"Mikey, I am gonna- I am gonna-" She started after about five minuets. After she said that, her walls clamped down on me, and she shuddered and squirted all over my cock. I felt myself reach the point of no return.

"Dashie! I am gonna cum!" I shouted. Dashie looked at me.

"Inside! Cum inside!" She replied. I began to thrust faster, and faster, and faster.

I finally came inside her marehood. I groaned at the intense pleasure. She just milked me for every drop. When I finished, I pulled out of her, and she scrambled to get on some panties, possibly to keep my seed inside her. After she got on said panties, she strutted over to the bed and beckoned me over. After I climbed back into the bed, she pulled the covers over us. We just were laying there, staring deep into the other's eyes.

She eventually drifted off to sleep, and I followed soon after.

Chapter twelve: 'She's pregnant'

Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.

Chapter thirteen: Meet the filly and the battle.

Rainbow Dash's Point of view

I awoke to the door opening and closing. I cracked an eye open to see who it was, mainly expecting it to be Mikey. Not only was it Mikey, but all of my friends.

"Morning, Rainbow." Said Twilight as she looked at the filly I gave birth to.

"Hi, little one! Do you have a name?" Asked a very enthusiastic Pinkie Pie. Of course, Pinkie scared the poor filly. She began to cry, and I pulled her closer, calming her down.

"Careful, Pinkie, you scared her. Though, we still need to come up with a name for her." I said.

"Oh, sorry, Dashie." Apologized Pinkie Pie. Mikey walked up to me and kissed me on the lips. When he broke the short kiss I decided to ask him something.

"Mikey, What should we name her?" He puzzled the question for a moment. The filly looked at him.

"D-dadda." Was her first word. Mikey smiled. My friends let out an 'Awwwww'.

"Yes. I am your father." He said. "Can you say 'Momma'?" Gesturing towards me. The filly looked at me.

"M-m-ma-ma." She tried to say momma, but couldn't quite say it. She reached out a hoof and poked my nose. I was sure I was smiling. Mikey ruffled her mane gently.

"How about 'Blue Angle'? Is that a good name for her?" Mikey asked.

"It's lovely. What does it mean on Earth?" I asked.

"The Blue Angles are Earth's equivalent of the Wonderbolts." He answered smoothly.

"Oh, by the way Mike, I have a letter from Princess Celestia for you." Said Twilight, handing Mikey a letter. Mikey opened the letter, and read it.

"Oh, no..." Mikey said, a worried look adorned his face.

"What is wrong, Mikey?" I asked, still cradling Blue Angle.

"I- I'm being deployed again..." My heart sank when he said that.

"Surely that can't be. How long until you have to leave?" I asked, beginning to tear up.

"In twelve hours." He said, grimly. "I love you, Dashie."

"Just- Just promise you'll come back, and write letters. You won't just be promising me, but also Blue Angel here." I said, letting a tear roll down my face. "I love you, Mikey."

We spent the next few hours with each other. Then Mikey had to go.

Mike Smith's Point of view

A week later.

I began writing my first letter to Dashie.
Dear Dashie,

We are about to go into a battlefield. We will be assaulting a small, insurgent occupied island. Our intel has gathered what to expect. Machine guns, Snipers, Artillery. I will, if I get out of this alive, be sent home instantly. I look forward to seeing you again.
Love, Mikey.

I then gave the letter to the mailmare, who took it straight to Ponyvile.

Five hours later

"CLEAR THE CRAFT, THIRTY SECONDS!" yelled the driver. I looked at the scared ponies surrounding me. I turned and looked at the ponies under my command.

"Alright. Move fast, try to cross the beach. All who gets out alive goes home to their families."

"FIVE SECONDS!"

"Get ready."

"GO! GO! GO!" The ramp lowered, and bullets rained on us. I rushed out of the craft and slid behind cover. Few were that lucky. Most of the ponies died before even leaving the landing craft. I ran from cover to cover. But eventually, ran out of cover, to which I was running in a zig-zag pattern.

Then there was a severe pain in my gut.

"MEDIC!"

Rainbow Dash's Point of view

Five days latter

I was reading Mikey's letter. Then there was a knock at the door.

"I coming!" I called out, trotting towards the door. I opened the door to see it was Mikey.

"Hello, Dashie." He said, with a smirk.

"MIKEY!" I said, clinging on to his chest. "I am so glad you are home."

"Even if it will just be for the week?" Mikey asked. "Now, Where is our little Blue Angle?"

"She is taking a nap." I said, not willing to answer the first question.

"Ah. I see." Mikey sounded like he under stood.

"So...How did you get up here alone?" I asked.

"Fluttershy." He replied.

"Okay." I then kissed him on the lips, and we both entered the house. We went to the couch and cuddled there for a few hours.

Author's Note

Best. Couple. Ever.

Chapter fourteen: Love in a time of war.

Mike Smith's Point of view

I was laying on the couch cuddling with Dashie peacefully. We had been laying there for hours in the warm embrace. I was stroking her ear, all was peaceful. Then Blue Angle began to cry.

"I think she's hungry. I am gonna go feed her." Dashie said, pecking me on the cheek. As far as I knew, Blue Angle was still at the age for breast feeding.

"Alright, while you do that, I'll make us some lunch. What would you like?" I asked, shooting her a sweet smile.

"A salad will be good." She replies, heading down the hallway. I made her a salad, knowing she liked fruit in it, I added a few grapes to the mix. I also knew she doesn't like Strawberries... At all. At least she wasn't craving strawberries while she was pregnant. I also made myself a salad, but I didn't add anything to it other than the lettuce, tomato, and other vegies. I am a naturalist.

Around five minuets latter, Dashie entered the dining room.

"Sorry I took so long, Blue Angle had some trouble getting the milk out." She said, with a sheepish grin that made her look adorable.

"Don't worry. I love you." I said, kissing her briefly on the lips. We then sat down at the table and ate. I've been here over a year, and married to Dashie for almost a year. I was even nineteen now. I thought, then realizing it was near Hearts and Hooves day. What should I get her? Worst of all, the war raged on. I hoped I would still be there by Hearts and Hooves day, to actually get Dashie something.

"So, Mikey?" Dashie asks, bringing me back to reality

"Yes, Dashie?" I replied.

"Wanna go for a walk?"

"Sure."

Scootaloo's Point of view

I was walking with my friends.

"Did I mention that Rainbow Dash had her foal already?" I asked.

"Really?!" Asked my friends.

"Yeah." I then saw Rainbow Dash, with the filly on her back. Besides her was Mike. "See the filly on top of Rainbow?" I asked, pointing in her direction.

"Aw. Let's go say 'Hi'!" Said Sweetie Belle. We ran over to Rainbow Dash, Mike, and the Filly.

"Hello, Rainbow." Said AppleBloom. "Can we see your Filly?" Rainbow smiled.

"Sure. Her name's Blue Angle."

We all looked at the adorable filly.

"Awww." We all said.

Rainbow Dash's Point of view

Blue Angle was surprisingly calm right now. The only noises she made was small giggles. I couldn't help but smile. I nuzzled my head against Mikey's leg, and he rubbed my ear.

"I love you, Mikey." I cooed. He knew I liked my ear being rubbed.

"And I love you, Dashie." He replied. "It's getting late, we should head home."

"Yeah. See you tomorrow, Squirt." I said, replacing Blue Angle on my back.

"See ya', Dash." Scootaloo said, before running of home. I flew us back home. When we got there we put Blue Angle to bed, and fell asleep ourselves.

Author's Note

This chapter is more of a filler. Sorry it is short.

Chapter sixteen: A new life.

Blue Angle's Point of view

Ten years later.

Dear Dairy,

It's been ten years since I was born, And I still don't know my father. I will ask Mom about my father. But, anyways, back to what happened today. Those colts were picking on me again for still not having a cutie mark. I simply told them 'I will get it eventually.' Now I am beginning to doubt that. I am ten years old, and still don't have it. It reminded Scootaloo when she was young. Today we talked about jobs in school, and I am interested into joining the Equestrian military when I grow up. The tensions between Equestria and the Griffin empire grow stronger from what I hear from my classmates.

This is Blue Angle, signing out.

I put down the quill and close my dairy. It was my mom's idea to start a dairy.

"Dinner!" Called my mom. I made my way to the dinning room.

"Hi, mom." I said. "I love you, mom." Mom made my favorite food. I love pizza. After I ate my food, I decided to start a conversation my mom.

"Mom, Who is my dad?" I asked. Mom froze.

"You heard of Specialist Mike Smith?" Mom asked, voice filled with sadness.

"Yeah."

"He was your father." Mom replied. I was filled with joy. My dad was a war hero!

"When does he come home?" I asked.

"He-he's dead." She answered, beginning to cry. Wait, what? My dad's dead?!

"WHAT! What happened?" I asked. Now that I knew my dad was dead, I was so sad.

"They killed him... the enemy killed him while he was writing me a letter ten years ago." She said, in tears. "The first thing you said was to him, and that was you saying 'Dadda'. Ever since he died you were the only thing that kept me waking up in the morning."

"Oh... I am sorry I brought it up..."I said, resisting the will to cry.

"It's okay to cry. Honestly, sweetie." She said, so I let it all out. "At least I have you." She said, pulling me into a warm embrace.

"I-I love you mom." I said.

"I love you too, Blue Angle." Mom brought out the ice cream. "Want ice cream?" She asked, and I nodded quickly. After I dealt with the brain freeze, It was bed time. I went to my bedroom, and mom sang me a lullaby. before she finished I fell asleep.

Author's Note

Will he return?

He always does.

Chapter seventeen: 'Rise and shine'

Rise and shine, Mr. Smith. Rise and shine.

My eyes shot open, and I saw a pony with a blue suit, a cutie mark an odd symbol, and in it's magical grasp, was a suit case. I tried to say something, but I couldn't.

Not that I wish to imply you were put 'out of service', but your... He took a deep breath. Hour has come again.

The right man in the wrong place... can make all the difference... In the world. Another pause.

So, wake up, Mr. Smith... Wake up and smell the ashes. He smirked after he finished. I saw a bright flash.

Mike Smith's Point of view

Unknown amount of time later.

When the light cleared, I saw I was in the Everfree forest. I looked at myself. I was wearing heavier armor. (The only difference between light armor and heavy armor is that heavy armor has armored plates in it.) I also had a M45A1 pistol, with a laser pointer and extended magazines. I pulled out the magazine to see it had hollow point bullets. Instead of my M16A4 I had a Mossberg 590 pump-action shotgun, with a laser pointer and a hand grip.

After my equipment check, I started to move. Knowing this was the Everfree forest, I pulled out my new shotgun. I walked for what must have been hours. Then I heard a rustling behind me. I whipped around, aiming my shotgun at the source of the noise. I froze when I saw a mare with the same color coat as my skin, and a mane that is blue and yellow. My daughter.

"What are you?!" She said, backing off. My heart sank.

"Don't worry, Blue Angel." I said. "I won't-"

"How do you know my name!?"

"I am Specialist Mike Smith, and I am your father."

"But... MY daddy died when I was an infant! My mom said so when I was ten! Now I am eighteen!" She screamed at me. I missed my little girl growing up... I was sad. I let my daughter down.

"I Pinkie Promise that I am your father. Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye." I said, and she calmed down a little.

"I will take you to my mom, and if she doesn't recognize you, you are in for it." I was stunned after she said that. She just threatened me.

It turns out Blue Angel flies fast and can carry a lot of weight.

"Mom! I am home!" She beckoned for me to enter our house as she said that. Dashie walked towards her, but stopped when she saw me.

"Mikey, is that you?!" She asked, voice shaky.

"Hello, Dashie. I am back from the dead, and reporting for duty. Oorah." She zoomed over and hugged me.

"I-I thought I would never see you again!" She was in tears, but they were tears of joy. I hugged her back.

"Well, you were wrong. I always come back." I said. "Even from the dead." She still looked as young as she did when I met her.

Eventually we all went to bed, and Dashie told me how long it's been since she shared a bed. We literally cuddled each other to sleep.

Author's Note

Rise and shine, Mr. Freeman, Rise and shine.

Chapter eighteen: 'Famous last words, you bastard!'

Blue Angel's Point of View

I was wearing my headphones, bobbing my head to the tune. According to dad, The music I was listening to was from Earth. A song named 'Boulevard of broken dreams.' Then, of course, there was a knock at the door, and my dad was the only pony-er- human other than me home. I went to answer the door. Of course, it was those bullies from flight school.

"Hello, Blank Angel." One of them said. I for, some reason, still don't have my cutie mark.

"What do you want?" I asked, annoyance filling my voice. They then pulled out guns and pointed them at me.

"Goodnight, bla-" Red Thunder, one of them, started, but was cut of by a gunshot from inside my house. I saw blood spray out of his shoulder. He dropped the gun in agony. The other fired his gun, and I felt a indescribable pain in my lower chest. I dropped to the floor in pain. Several more gunshots rang out from inside of my house. I passed out from how much pain I was in.

Mike Smith's Point of view

After my magazine went dry, I proceeded to beat the last one to the point that he was out cold.

" 'Goodnight bla-' Famous last words, bastards." I said. I was pissed the hell off. I put pressure of my daughter's wound, to try to keep her. I heard what sounded like flying followed by a gasp.

"What happened!?" Asked Dashie.

"Those colts happened! I shot them, and one of them shot Blue Angel!" I said. "We need to get her to the hospital!" She didn't need to be told again. We rushed her to the Ponyvile hospital.

???'s Point of view

Five hours later.

"Lieutenant, Sir, You do realize the Recruit is probably dead, Right?" Asked Corporal Jackson.

"I know he is alive, He is a tough son-of-a-bitch." I retorted. "I saw him kill twelve insurgents." We have been looking for a recruit Mike Smith for a few months now, And I know he has to be alive. When we find him I will make sure he becomes at least a Staff Sargent.

"Yeah, well. I miss the FOB. Hell, I miss the desert." This was also true, we seemed to not be in the desert. We seemed to be moving along a tree line. We heard a growl. Bears... I looked into the woods, and saw what looked to be a wooden wolf. A huge wooden wolf.

"The fuck?" I deadpanned. It began to run at us, so I shot it twice with my G36C assault rifle. Only more came. "Okay... Get the hell out of here!" With that we fucking double timed it in the opposite direction. We then saw a small town.

Author's Note

The lieutenant is Mike Smith's trainer back when He was on Earth.

Chapter two: 'Wait, You're Military?!'

Mike Smith's Point of View.

I Woke up, at around 6:00 in the morning. God, I am so hungry... I'll go see what I can find in the fridge. I thought, remembering the kind hospitality that Rainbow Dash has given me. I put on my fatigues and my Kevlar vest. As I put on the latter, I noticed a hole in the side of my vest. I looked in my backpack. Only thing that was there was my Knife. Now, you may be wondering, 'Why do I have a Kevlar vest?" I am a Recruit in the Marine Core.

I walked out into the kitchen, to see something that shocked me. Upon seeing Rainbow Dash in a general's uniform, I snapped into attention and saluted her.

"Ma'am, with all do respect, but why didn't you tell me you were a general?" I said, still saluting her.

"Wait, You're in the Military, too?" She asked, now confused.

"I am Recruit Mike Smith, of the US Marines, Ma'am." I said, Feeling my pride. I signed up to defend innocent people, and while these are ponies, They are just like people.

"Do you have any training?"

"Yes Ma'am. I have also killed twelve Insurgents." I said, remembering my first day in Afghanistan. While I was training that night, We where attacked by insurgents. Along with a Lieutenant, we fought them off until backup arrived. By the time they did, we had killed them all. Of the twenty that followed me into the warehouse, I killed twelve of them. I still feel horrible for doing that.

"Well, at ease. I am not on duty yet." She said after thinking about it. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes Ma'am." I said, half expecting to get 'Well suck it up'. Turns out she is way nicer than that. She made me a bowl of some type of sweetened cereal.

"So, How come you are still a recruit?"

"I was supposed to get a promotion this week. But now I am, as far as they know, KIA." I said.

"Well, if I was your superior, you would be a specialist now."

"Thanks. You are very awesome."

"No problem."

"Can you take me to the field you found me? I think I left my rifle and pistol, as well as some grenades."

"They were on you when I found you. They are in the living room gun cabinet." She said, as we finished eating.

"Oh." I said, as she giggled.

"You are pretty cool." She said, which took me by surprise.

"Uh...Thanks." Way to go, dumbass. "So...Uh...Is there a war going on here?"

"No, but we are on the brink of one with the changelings."

"What is a changeling?" I asked.

"A pony that can shapeshift. That is the easiest way of describing it." Dash replied.

"How will we know who's who?" I asked the reasonable question.

"We have made special goggles so you can see through their disguise."

"Sweet."

"Yeah, It's cool, but it need's to be about twenty percent cooler." She said.
Our conversation was abruptly ended by a knock at the door.

"I am on my way." Called Rainbow dash, trotting towards the door. I just went to the living room. I heard this, and it caught my attention.

"Oh Hello, Princess."

Rainbow Dashes Point of view.

I answered the door, to find it was princess Celestia herself.

"Oh, Hello princess." I said, then asked, "What brings you here?"

"Well, I had to check on you. You are a general now." The Princess said while smiling.

"Wait, It's normal to have royalty come by here?" Asked Mike.

"A human? Those haven't been around here for over two thousand years. What is your name?" Celestia said to Mike.

"I am Recruit Mike Smith, Ma'am." He said, and saluted her.

Oh boy...

Author's Note

Cliffhanger XD

Alternet Chapter seven: The funeral

Author's Note

This is NOT cannon to the main story, But as if Mikey wasn't revived. So, this is all RD's POV.
Enjoy this bonus chapter. Deal with it being short.

Alternet Chapter seven: The funeral

Rainbow Dash's Point of View

Five weeks after Mikey's death.

I still haven't gotten over Mikey's death. Why did It have to be him? Why couldn't that sniper have shot me? I wish I had saved him, but the medic and Princess Celestia told me ' There was nothing I could have done, anyway'. I often find myself seeing him, but it is in my head. Today was the day though. Mikey's funeral.

I stepped onto the stage, and tapped on the microphone, getting everypony's attention.

"I am General Rainbow Dash, Or as Specialist Mike 'Mikey' Smith called me, Dashie." I spoke in a saddened tone through the microphone. "Mikey was a good man, and he was only eighteen when he died. He was more than my friend, but my love. I should tell you all I know on how he got here. I found him in a field. There was blood everywhere, And he passed out soon after I found him. I brought him to my house and patched him up."

"The next day I was in uniform, and he saluted me. It turns out he was a Recruit in a military on the Planet he was from. Upon my request, I had him promoted to Specialist. We were on our way to the Grand Galloping Gala the night it was canceled. We gave each other nicknames, mine is Dashie, and his was Mikey. Then we were attacked. The only pony of our group that was hurt was Princess Twilight Sparkle, Who Was my best friend, died the next day." I felt a tear roll down my face.

"On our way to a FOB, he was shot by a sniper. I did what I could to stop his bleeding." I began to cry talking about it. "By the *sniff* time the medic got to him, It was too late. Mikey died too soon, May Celestia have mercy on his soul." I said, and with that I left the stage, and walked outside, as did the crowd. He was about to be buried.

I watched as they put him in the ground. I softly sobbed. After he was buried, A squad of soldiers fired three times in the air. I placed a bundle of flowers at his grave, and gave the gravestone a salute. Mikey is in a better place, now.

I kept repeating those words in my head until I got home. I wish he was with me, though.

Chapter fifteen: The front.

Mike Smith's Point of view

Three weeks later

I was writing Dashie a letter, and that letter contained a poem. Then, I heard a lot of gunshots. The alarm went off, and I stuffed the letter into my vest pocket and grabbed my M16A4. As soon as I walked out of my tent, I saw I was the last one on my team. I was surrounded by like fifty guys, all insurgents.

"Drop your weapon!" Screamed one of them, raising a RPK at me. I dropped my M16A4, my M9, and my Bayonet. I dropped to my knees and put my hands on the back of my head. Next thing I knew, there was a gun leveled with my head, then lights out.

Rainbow Dash's Point of view.

The next day

I was watching TV one night, while Blue Angle was asleep. There was a sudden knock on the door, So I went to answer it.

"Ma'am, one of the FOBs was attacked. There were no survivors. Not even the Specialist." Said one of the soldiers in a dress uniform.

"Do you know any names?" I said, not really picking up when he said 'Specialist'.

"Many ponies died, so I'll just tell you the name of the highest ranking one we found. 'Specialist Mike Smith'. I find that a odd-" I droned out the rest. He can't really be dead. He's lying! But what if he's not? He has to be!

"Surely you can't be telling the truth. Mikey Can't really be dead, right?" I interrupted him.

"No, Ma'am. He had a letter for you in his vest pocket." He said, handing me a blood-stained letter. I read it.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

Sugar is sweet,

And so are you.

I love you, Dashie.

Love, Mikey

I began to cry.

"No... No... Mikey... Why?"

"Ma'am, are you ok."

"Mikey was my Sniff husband." I began a full out sob.

"Sorry to hear that, Ma'am. We'll leave you alone now." Then they left, and I closed the door and called up my friends.

"I am so, so sorry Rainbow." Said Twilight, who barely knew him. "We all are." They were all told to meet at my house. I was still sobbing.

"I can't believe he's gone..." I croaked out. I knew I would never see him until his funeral, and after that, the closest thing I could see was his tombstone.

"Girls, we should stay here for the night. The cloud-walking spell will last twenty three more hours. We'll be safe"

"Thanks, Twilight. You are a good friend. All of you are." I led them to the guest bedrooms, and after that I went to bed and cried myself to sleep.

Author's Note

Rest In Peace, Mike Smith. :fluttercry: