Very, Very, Very Short Stories

"What'syourfavoritecolorwho'syourfavoritewonderboltwhenwasyourfirstflightwhowereyourparentsanyadviceforaflightlesspegasuslikeme?" Rainbow Dash was overwhelmed by Scootaloo's questions.

"One at a time, kid." Scootaloo had to do a report on her idle, which was Rainbow Dash, and since she lived in Ponyville, Cheerilee told her to give the pegasus an interview instead of just a normal paper.

"Well, let's see," the orange pegasus said, looking at a clipboard. "Let's start with your full name."

"Rainbow Dash."

"Do you have a middle name?"

"Ye- no." Scootaloo gasped.

"You have a middle name!"

"No."

"But you just-"

"NO!"

"Please?" Those adorable Scootaloo puppy eyes stared into the deepest depths of Rainbow's soul. She sighed.

"Well, I do have a middle name but...you have to promise not to include it in your paper!"

"I promise!" Rainbow sighed again. Worried that somepony would hear, she scooped Scootaloo up and flew her to a cloud.

"It's Todd."

"What?" said Scootaloo said, not hearing what her her honorary sister had said.

"Todd."

"Huh?"

"Todd."

"One more time."

"Todd."

"Oh, Todd." The filly chuckled at the ridiculous name...then she remembered whose name it was. She cowered. "Um, sorry Rainbow Dash. If you don't mind me asking, why Todd?" A nervous smiled crossed her lips. Rainbow rolled her eyes.

"My parents were expecting a boy. They kept Todd to themselves when I was named."

"So, you're Rainbow Todd Dash?"

"Yes." The cyan pegasus looked down at the smaller one. "Not a word, got it?" The filly nodded.

"Wouldn't dream of it."