The Pony Games

" Hi Dashie!" Rainbow Dash spun around in shock of the bright and happy voice coming ont of nowhere.

"What!?"

"Hey silly it is just me, Cloudkicker."

"You surprised me!"

"Hey, I was bored."

"Really!? Today is the reaping for the 78th Hunger Games. you never know if your name is destined to be picked." Dash shot back at her.

"Still, does that matter?" Cloudkicker smirked.

"Yes it does, now let's go before all the good views are gone." Rainbow grumbled as the took flight.

As the pair walked through the gates, Rainbow Dash accidentally bumped a large, blue Colt.

"Watch it!" He shouted at her.

"Sorry." Rainbow mumbled in apology, as they continued on.

"This year, we will be calling out the Colt first, and our tribute is         Rainbow Strike!" The mayor of district 3 called out.

"Now we will move onto the mare, and our tribute is,           Rainbow Dash!"

The first thoughts that came to Dashies mind were, how did that happen? She trotted up to the stage as the crowd stomped their hooves.

" Good Luck Rainbow Dash and Rainbow Strike, and may the odds be ever in your favour." The mayor told the pair in a friendly voice.

"Thanks because we are totally going to end the luck, right Dashie?" Rainbow strike, her brother smiled at rainbow dash.

"Yep cause the we will totally have an army of bunny rabbits to help us." Rainbow said dully.