Storm of Rainbows

“Anthony! Dinner is ready!” my mom shouted her voice through the closed door. I looked again at the mare I had a crush on, and forever will...forever. I left my room without voice, without saying one single word to her after the handshake.

I opened the door and closed it right after I got out so the mare couldn’t be spotted. “Spaghetti I see,” I said with a dim voice, my words sounded...like nothing, absolutely nothing. My dad just came with his plate of spaghetti, a large sum I might add. I loved spaghetti...dammit Anthony...never ever say that word ever again. I hoped the enjoyment of my moms homemade and delicious cooking like always would cheer me up...i didn’t. My mom started to become concern with the, “no conversation and blank face.”

“Are you alright?” I glanced over to my mom, a look of worry had struck her face. I gave her an unmistakable lie...a smile...and these three words.

“I am fine.”

“You know, I just got done doing this estate sale and boy, do they have some great antiques in that house.” As my dad began the conversation up, my mom washed her fears away with the abrupt speaking of my dad, and my lie.

“Oh yeah, where is this appraisal located at?”

“Up near the beachside, a very beautiful house I should say.” After a load of small talk I couldn’t bear to hear any more of this nonsense. All the thoughts in my head were being scrambled and fried like eggs. I rose from my chair, the fork accidentally hitting the table and interrupting the conversation.

“I’m gonna get some more spaghetti from the kitchen.” I immediately started to walk to the kitchen with my empty plate. As I kept walking my way towards the kitchen, I couldn’t help thinking about the word forever. I started to pile up spaghetti on my plate, I thought I might see if Rainbow would like it. Once I poured the somewhat thick marinara sauce to even up the spaghetti, I made my way back to the circular table, preparing for some more boring small talk. As I sat down with my large sum of my spaghetti, I always get that look from my dad like, “How can you even eat that much.”

I will admit, I was skinny, but only slightly below average. I made up with it in height already being six feet tall. As I began to chow down on my second handful, a sense of noise came across my head. I don’t know what or why, but something...just something.

I looked around Anthony’s room again, glancing at his whats called computer for a second, I think it was still on? I tried to carefully slide myself out of the bed and be sneaky. I could hear his dad talk through the doors...something called an estate sale? Any-who, I took my back hooves first and put them down, I could feel some blood rushing down towards them, I had been sitting in bed for a while now. I felt like I was sturdy enough to be on my own hooves for a bit. I slid my fore-hooves down towards the floor.

As I put weight on my legs again, there was a slight amount of pain, but I pressed on. I took each step one at a time, I felt like Ol Granny Smith now. I sat in the wooden stool Anthony must have used for both drawing and being on his computer. I sat my but down and looked at the weird machinery. I hit one of the many buttons, it made a noise and magically came to light.

“What magic is this?” I said aloud. I looked and accidentally touched this thing in the middle, it moved some weird item on the screen. As I moved it back and forth, I was curious. “So then what does this other button do next to it. As I clicked The button below the pad, it clicked on one of the things on the screen. It made slight noise. I clicked again to stop it, hoping no one heard it. I moved the thing to The bottom of the screen, something then magically showed up...a bar. I looked through it and saw this weird one on the right. I clicked it...and I was surprised more than ever to find out what it was.

As I just finished my second plate of spaghetti, I was thinking about thirds but decided not to do it. I left a little for rainbow to try. I thanked my mom for the dinner, and I walked back into my room. Of course I couldn’t, my dad stopped me and asked me if he wanted to play a game of pig. How could I say no, he usually never likes to play basketball with me?

“Yeah lets play,” I grabbed the ball next to me...a Jordan ball. It was a really nice ball, it was a bit small compared to the others though. As I went outside with my dad opening the porch door, I had another cold chill, a chill like something important is happening.

“I win!” I said as my dad air-balled the three pointer.

“Whatever.”

“Play again?” and as what I always asked, he replied the same way as any other time we had played.

“Nope.” Ugh why not? Every time he does this to me. I began walking back up to the porch, it was getting dark, around seven O’ clock. I opened the living room door to find no one in the living room, and the TV still on. I turned the TV off and made my way to my bedroom.

As I thought, I opened the door to see Rainbow, tired and taking a nap. I took a seat next to her and rubbed her side with my hands. She started to awake, and finally noticing me here.

“Had a good nap Dash?” I asked with a smile on my face. I wanted to completely forget what happened today and move on with the future. She looked at me with sleepy, baggy eyes.

“*yawn* yep, never better.”

“Glad to hear it.” She was able to stand herself up on the bed.

“No wonder I slept so good, your room is the color of the sky.” I just remembered to, the largest and most visible thing in my room and we were discussing the smaller things, ha ha.

“Ha ha yep, it is such a soothing color, and it is the color of your fur.” She looked at herself to see such a similarity between the two. It was practically the same.

“No wonder you picked it.” she said in a sarcastic tone. Was she implying that I was obsessed with her?

“Uh...no, just that was the color my parents picked, I think.” Did I pick it? I can’t remember if I did or not. Still I didn’t even know about Rainbow Dash when I did.

“Fine, still I understand,” I was about to burst like a soda rocket, but I didn’t want to go off on just unknown words. Even though I felt like hot steam was coming out of my ears I remained calm.

“So I was wondering...oh that reminds me,” I opened the door and ran out, I grabbed the plate of spaghetti from the kitchen. I came running back with a small sum of spaghetti on a plate, the fork edge engulfed with the pasta so it didn’t fall. “Do you know what spaghetti is?”

“No, clue.” she said.

“Well here it is.” I held it out to her. She looked at it quizzically.

“So...how do I eat this?”

“So you take the fork,” I grabbed the fork and started to show her a demonstration of eating pasta. “Then, you take the fork, put it in the spaghetti and twist it. Once the fork has grabbed on the spaghetti, you can insert it into your mouth.”

“Thanks for the lesson, but I don’t have fingers like you.”

“Oh yeah…” I did a little laugh and she just looked at me in rudeness. “well if you don’t mind, I could feed it to you…” there was a slight pause, I admit it seemed weird, but what else are you supposed to do, let her starve.

“Fine,” she said with an attitude. I gathered some spaghetti onto the fork and showed it to her.

“Ready?”

“Yep.” I slowly made it go into her mouth, she took a bite of it, with intuition, some of the spaghetti wasn’t fully in her mouth, but she slurped it up. She looked at me in surprise as she chewed the pasta, she took a gulp and looked at me.

“That...is really good. Who made it?”

“I wish I could take the honor, but my mom made it.”

“She can really make this...what you call it?”

“Spaghetti.” I corrected her. “Another bite?”

“Please.” I spooned another handful of spaghetti, this time she had it all in her mouth, she chewed it with awe in her eyes.

“Bye the way...if you don’t go out to eat that often, then what do you eat and how?” With a mouthful of pasta…

“Well I usually go to Fluttershy’s cottage for a meal, sometimes though I cook.” That hit me with shock.

“You...cooking, no offense Rainbow but you don’t seem to be the master-chef.”

“Well, nor do you...but then again my mom was a great cook and so is yours, I guess it is hereditary.”

“Oh that reminds me...i have to make you some pancakes tomorrow morning.”

“Yes please, if your mom can cook this good, then you must be able to cook twice as good.” I smiled at her, she just complimented me.

“So what do you cook?” She gulped down and looked at me again.

“Have you ever heard of, the roy-g-biv?”

“Well thats not a dish, it stands for the seven colors of the rainbow.”

“Yeah I just call it that.” It is a Hay-burger with all on and Mayo, and ketchup, and mustard. But you want to know the secret of it all.” I nodded. “Well, I might have taken some water from Rainbow falls and used it to make the hay-fries...and In the burger are Slices of Zap-apples.”

“Sounds delicious,” I said as my mouth was already starting to salivate. After a while, she was done eating the spaghetti, I took the plate and moved it over to the kitchen sink. The sink was piled up from the bottom and up, filled with dishes, silverware and cups. I placed the plate on the top, being careful it wouldn’t slide, my mom has a Huge amount of dishes to do. Walking back in the room I asked her, “Have you ever had donuts?” She gave me a shake left and right for a no.,“you haven’t lived.” I said as I walked again to the kitchen. I looked on he top of the fridge, there they were, half a dozen glazed Crispy Creme donuts. I took the box in my hands and once again made the way to my room. I jumped onto the bed and opened up the box of donuts.

“These are donuts,” the little bits of sunlight that shined through the blinds surrounded the donuts, making it show off its gorgeous transparent glaze. Rainbow took one in her hooves.

“Ew...they are sticky.”

“Sorry, the glaze is probably melting from your body heat, that and they have been sitting on the top of the refrigerator. I promise you, they may feel sticky, but they taste amazing.” She trusted my word and dove into one with her mouth. This time her wings stiffened because she was head over heels for them. She gobbled the first down.

“Your right, I haven’t lived at all.” I chuckled and took a doughnut for myself. I ate the sticky doughnut, enjoying each bite of the sweet sugary glaze. Once I was done, I licked my fingers off. Just as I was halfway through my doughnut, she took another one.

“Slow down, leave some for the rest of us,” I joked. She giggled, it has been a while since I heard that giggle, oh did I miss it.

I finished my doughnut, and also took another one. “Look at yourself,” We both looked at each other, our mouth's filled with donuts.We both laughed at Rainbow’s little back-pun.

“Hey, I’m just following my favorite mare,” giving her an eyebrow.

“Oh so now I’m the one, I thought it was Aj, or maybe even Lyra.” I didn’t know whether she was still joking, or actually jealous. I stopped my chewing and asked her a serious question.

“rainbow...are you, jealous?” She stopped chewing as well, she took a gulp.

“What!? Me, Jealous...no.” I could she wasn’t fully being honest, her wings didn’t relax since I asked her one of her hooves was moving nervously.

“Look Dash, I admit I love all my drawings, but yours is the first, and will always be the best and my most favorite one.” I took out my phone and showed her the drawing again. “Then again, the Lyra drawing did spark something.” she looked at me with shocking anger.

“You wouldn’t.” she said angrily. “I-I mean...go ahead, I don’t care…”

“Ha ha I’m just teasing with you Rainbow.” She took a breath of relief. “Well it is about eight O’ clock, wanna hit the hay, as Applejack would say.”

“I guess.”

“What do you mean, I guess.”

“I kind of wanted you to finish this…” she pointed over at my laptop. I didn’t get it, I looked at her confused.

“What do you mean?”

“I read the story Anthony, Storm Of Rainbows. Why not finish it? I am sure you have enough information now with all that we did.”

“Yeah okay,” I walked over to my MacBook, sat down and began typing.

I looked at the clock on my computer, eight thirty.

“Well, pretty much got everything that we have done so far.” Rainbow had helped me through the talking scenes, she was good at remembering. I on the other hand had typed over 16 thousand words already. My fingers were cramped from pushing each letter key over and over again. I looked over at the exhausted mare.

“What a day.” she said as she yawned.

“For sure, let me go put on some pajamas.” I took a pair of clothes from my dresser and headed for the bathroom. I exchanged clothes and put on my comfortable PJ’s. I threw the old clothes into the old clothes hamper and opened the bathroom door. I opened my own door and found rainbow practically ready to pass out. I tucked in the half asleep mare, she cuddled up with the sheets. I turned off the lights, and made my way into bed.

“Goodnight Rainbow,” I whispered. She replied with a small ‘goodnight’ as she began to dream as I did.

Do you really think Anthony is the one you want to be with? Oh but you said no to him, remember? I saw myself up on a hill in Sweet Apple Acres. As the sun set, I lay rest on an apple tree. My body felt relaxing, not tense...perfect. As I lied there, guess who showed up...Anthony.

He brought over his pancakes like he suggested, and I saw he made a few adjustments along with it. “Here’s pancakes and hash browns, I added them. I dove into the delicious smelling plate given to me. It all tasted so delicious, heck it was better than AJ’s apple cider.

“Wow this is so delicious.”

“Of course it is, I made it.” I giggled. Once we were finished with our plates he took them and set them aside. “Is there room for two on this apple tree. I nodded and scooted my wings and body over. As he sat close to me, I could feel his warm body heat wrap over my own, it was so...enjoyable. As I watched the sunset next to my favorite human, I couldn’t help but feel something wrap around me. I looked and saw Anthony’s arm around me. I didn’t budge...it felt good. I wanted to get closer and decided to lay on his side. It seemed like he was enjoy it to, well that was dumb to say. I couldn’t help but pause as Celestia shadowed the sun away from the horizon, Luna let out her full moon, bright and beautiful as always. Of course that wasn’t everything that was bright and beautiful. The stars that were closest shined bright as well, they glimmered and twinkled on and off like lights. I felt in heaven, if there was such thing. It was perfect, to perfect. As I thought of actually accepting Anthony’s love...I felt his side disappear. I fell to the grass, wondering where he disappeared to.

“Hello, Anthony?” He took me by surprise as he appeared right in front of me, and laid a small kiss on my cheek. I blushed, I blushed hard. Never have I felt such a great feeling inside of me. I wanted more, a lot more. I reached for him again, only this time to meet him lip to lip. As I kissed his gently lips for the first time, my mind practically melted away as feelings began to burst through my thinking process. His lips were so soft, warm, tasty? I dove in deeper, allowing our mouths now to connect. As our tongues danced around each others mouths, we had to break the kiss. I looked up to his hazel eyes, gorgeous hazel eyes. As I moved in for another passionate kiss with the man, I came across nothing. I opened my eyes to see he was gone.

All of the sudden I started to hear some demonic laughter, like King Sombra’s deep creepy voice along with the weird voice of discord. I looked around to see where it was coming, nothing around me but the apple trees. Anthony then appeared, but different. His eyes were completely replaced with just blackness, and he had a devilish grin with him.

“Aww...does Dashie want another kiss…WELL TO BAD!” he yelled at me. He showed hatred, deep hatred. “For a whole year, all I have been thinking about is you Rainbow...you! And to think I could actually have my dream come true,” he turned more innocent, his eyes returning to normal. I was about to say something until the darkness took over again, “But to find out…” his eyes widened and showed a angry face, he then pointed at me. “You rejected my love...my love!”

“But I,” I was interrupted by the cursed Anthony.

“No buts...you know your true feelings missy! And looks like you chose the wrong path…” he then disappeared. My mind quickly raced. I passed out.

I awoke to...looking up in the sky. I couldn’t move my body, even though I looked perfectly fine. Wait a second, I was in the ground...oh no. “I think...i think I am being buried!” I shouted to myself

“Help! Somepony help me!”

“They can’t hear you Rainbow.” The voice of Anthony came in my head.

“Why are you doing this to me!?”

“I’m not doing anything, it is you who chose this fate! It is you will die because of your own wrong doings! You deserve to die rainbow...i should have left you to the coyotes a long time ago.” my heart sank from hearing that, a tear came to my eye, then another. I saw Anthony, now on top of me. He raised his hand and appeared, the hatchet he used to kill the coyotes with, Blood still partially wet on the blade. He smiled at me.

“Well…i did the right thing, didn’t I?” He swung the axe right towards me forehead

“NOOOOOOOOO!”