Shocked and Speechless

Rainbow Dash slowly opened her eyes to Scootaloo crying, yelling and screaming. “Come on! Wake up please! Please!” she sobbed. Twilight came up to Scootaloo and hugged her.

Finally, Rainbow Dash regained conscious. “Ugh. Where am I?”

Scootaloo turned and the happiest smile covered her face. Twilight replied, “You’re in the hospital. The collapse of the twin towers was too much for you to handle.” Twilight closed her eyes suddenly, expecting Rainbow Dash to pass out again. But she surprisingly didn’t. She got over her depression and had to face the facts.

“Did anything else happen when I was out?” Rainbow Dash asked carefully.

“Uh, um.” Twilight sighed, “A part of the Ponygon collapsed due to the collision, and another Wonderbolt crashed. Not into a building, though. Apparently, he/she fought back at the terrorist pony, and they collided into the ground. Sadly, though, they both died.”

Again, Rainbow Dash refused to cry, and had to face the facts. “Oh. Okay.” she sighed.

“Why were you so upset?” Twilight asked.

Rainbow Dash sighed, “First off, four Wonderbolts crashed and died. It’s a disgrace to Wonderbolts everywhere. But my biggest problem was that this happened a day after my birthday. My birthday was suppose to be fun. It instead turned into a funeral for thousands of ponies that we don’t even know.”

“Well just be glad that’s it over.” Twilight said happily. “Now let’s get you out of this hospital.”

A few bills were paid, and Rainbow Dash was walking down the hallway. All of her friends were waiting in the waiting room, and they applauded when she walked in. She smiled, and cried tears of joy.

“Okay, every pony,” Twilight announced, “Let’s wait outside.” Every pony walked outside, all for except Scootaloo.

“Hey squirt.” Rainbow Dash teased.

“Hey.” Scootaloo replied. She didn’t care about the silly nickname, she was just happy that her idol was still alive. She walked up to Rainbow Dash and hugged her.

“Here, hop on.” Rainbow Dash said, as she picked up Scootaloo and gave her a piggyback ride.

“Dashie?” Scootaloo asked.

Rainbow Dash didn’t expect the nickname, but she replied anyways. “Yes?”

“Maybe this weekend,” Scootaloo asked shyly, “Can you give me flying lessons?” She was expecting a No from Rainbow Dash, but was surprised by the answer.

“Sure. Where should we meet?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“How about in that flat field near Twilight’s house?”

“Sounds perfect.”

“Thanks.” Scootaloo replied, as she hugged her back.

“Oh, and don’t forget to bring a helmet.” Rainbow Dash laughed.

“I won’t.” Scootaloo laughed, “I won’t."