Very, Very, Very Short Stories

Twilight broke into a cold sweat. Two Rainbow Dashes stood before her. One was her best friend, the other a changling. "You have to give me a sign or I'll never be able to tell!"

Rainbow Dash #1 and Rainbow Dash #2 stared at each other for a moment before both shouting at the same time, "I'm the real on, Twilight!" Twilight face-hoofed.

"That isn't a sign."

"Ugh, fine," said RD #1. She flew into the sky until she couldn't be seen, the dropped back down faster than the speed of sound which cased a huge, rainbow-colored explosion. She landed back on the ground. "I'm the only one who can perform the sonic rainboom, c'mon Twi, I'm the real one."

RD #2 rolled her eyes. She walked up to Twilight and gave her a small kiss on her nose. RD #1 blushed. Twilight wrapped her arm around the ponies neck. "I think you're the real one, Dashie." The two walked away together, hugging and kissing the whole way.

RD #1, who had witnessed the whole thing, felt extreamly awkward.