Something Small

by Jera_Sparkz

Rating: everyone
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Romance
Length: 1777

Twilight and Rainbow spend more time together when Twilight realises that she plans certain days of the month to spend with her other friends but hadn't made any arrangements to spend time with Rainbow Dash. Things can only get better from then.

Twilight and Rainbow spend more time together when Twilight realises that she plans certain days of the month to spend with her other friends but hadn't made any arrangements to spend time with rainbow dash. Twilight rearranges all of her schedules to fit Rainbow Dash in for some time.

During this time she starts to derived feelings of more than friendship towards twilight but how will she deal with it? Who will she go to for answers? And how can she tell Twilight how she feels towards her?

All questions that Rainbow Dash asks herself when she reconciles with her feelings towards Twilight.

Published 2017-06-18 19:50:13 UTC
Last updated 2017-07-08 23:58:03 UTC

Chapter one: The first chapter

Author's Note

read this first

hello everyone I would like to start off by saying that this story(not just this chapter alone) will contain references and cannon information from season 1episode 1 up to around season 7 episode 11 so if you wish to not be spoiled then don't read this. please catch up on episodes or if you don't mind being spoiled on some details then continue at your own risk.

as well as that spoiler alert please take note that one this is my first story and two, I'm almost a young adult so I'm am likely to make mistakes (especially since I'm also my own editor) so if you happen to spot any, please let me know and about the title I have no idea why I called it that, I just wanted to. I hope you like my work, enjoy.

Jera_Sparkz

Chapter one: The first chapter

It was a beautiful day in Equestria today, the sun was shimmering down, waking all that lived there from their deep slumber as it paced itself up the sky to present a new day. This day was going to be perfect all across this land and for all of its inhabitants; not for ponyville though. The Pegasi ponies had missed two scheduled drizzles and now they practically had to flood the small town with a bombardment of small shards of pain that pierced through anything and everything it came into contact with propelling themselves from the deep dark voids of clouds that loomed over.

Rainbow Dash gave the other pegasi the all clear and landed on the water glazed cobblestone path just adjacent to ponyville hoping to avoid injuries, flying in this kind of weather can cause crashing or worse and as an experienced flyer, she knew that. Her cyan coat was already drenched and she could tell today was going to be horrible but she wouldn’t let a couple measly drops of water get her down. Dash looked around in the sky to double check that all necessary clouds were in the correct placements, to notice somepony battling the gusting winds and neglected debris that ricochet off rooftops and polluted the previously immaculately clean streets. She didn't recognise the pony above her, she could only see her silhouette “HEY YOU, GET DOWN HERE OR YOU’LL GET HURT!” No matter how loud she shouted, the raging storm seemed to muffle her voice down to that of a whisper. The pony continued to push through her aimless pursuit but was struck down by a rogue metal bar and came crashing down to the sandpaper like dirt. Dash galloped over to her and noticed the mix of purple shades jaded darker by the storm “Twilight?” She moved closer to her; she was still lying on the ground “come on Twilight, I would have expected at least you to know not to fly in such.” She stopped and took in what had happened, she just got hit by metal and now she won't respond to me or get up “ugh.” She hit her head with her right hoof and began to pick Twilight up “of course she got knocked out.” She said whilst gently heaving her over her shoulder “time to get you back to your castle”.

Rainbow Dash had used the rest of her remaining strength to open the towering doors that guarded this castle and she cascaded onto the floor, twilight falling next to her still unconscious and unaware of the world around her. A loud sound seemed to be emitting itself from the halls echoing back and forth, ever so slightly getting louder with each pitter patter of small footsteps succeeding behind it. Rainbow looked up trying to make out the figure at the end of the corridors but her wet mane hindered her vision, preventing her from seeing practically anything.

“What happened?” Spike transitioned from a slow walk to a run, rainbow dash pulling herself up with what strength she had left, watched Spike as he closed the door behind them.

“Don’t worry Spike she’s just a bit out of it.”

“Out of it? I didn’t think Twilight was the drinking kind.”

“No I mean she’s unconscious, Twilight would never touch alcohol never mind drink it.” Dash let a small chuckle out but continued “anyways we need to get Twilight to someplace warm”. Spike picked up Twilight, dragging her across the cold, icy crystal floor.

“Come on Rainbow Dash. You too.”

“What do mean.” Rainbow Dash turned around looking at Spike with a look of confusion “I got Twilight to you, that’s all I'm here for.”

“Yes, and I don’t know if you’ve noticed but there’s still a storm out there and it would be very unorthodox for me to just let you go in this state.” He waved a claw in the direction he was walking.

“Un-orthodox?” She broke into laughter “did twilight teach you that word?”

“Of course she did, she kinda taught me, oh I don't know maybe everything else I know.”

“Touché.” Rainbow muttered whilst shaking off what droplets she could.

The three of them entered a room filled with books carefully organised, alphabetically cross-referenced by subject and author, star maps were intricately painted onto the oil black ceiling with pictures hanging from the walls displaying her and her friends as well as a mirror with lavender lining and pictures hanging on it also of her and her friends. Rainbow dash then averted her eyes to the centrepiece of the room, it was a queen sized bed with lavender quilt and neon pink and deep purple pillows of which was now accompanied by Twilight herself. Spike laid her down and began to start the fireplace next to her.

“So.” Spike started as he finished setting up the fireplace that illuminated the previously purple room with shades of orange, yellow and red and cracked a calming pitch that, every now and then, was intervened by a crash of thunder. He sat on a small creamy pink cushion with golden yellow boundaries next to twilight's bed “how did this happen? you know, her getting knocked out and all.”

“Well, What is there to tell really” Dash had taken a seat in front of Spike that he had laid down prior to it “all I saw was somepony flying during a storm so I shouted at them to get their attention.” Dash used her wing to hold the beverage that Spike had just offered her, she gave her thanks to him and took a sip “tastes like tap water.” Dash thought to herself but appreciated the kind gesture nonetheless “that same pony got hit by what I can only assume is a plank of metal and then crash landed.” Dash paused again to take another sip and looking at Spike who seemed to be riveted by the story “I walked closer and saw the purple shades, wings and unicorn horn and knew that it was twilight, so I picked her up and took her here.” she let out a chuckle as a small smile stood on her face “and I'm pretty sure you know the rest.”

“Yes, I do.” His expression fell and he dropped his thoughts in a state of confusion “I just wonder why she was flying during a storm, I mean someone of her intellect should know the dangers.” Dash just nodded. The room was slashed into a deep silence as neither of them could think of a subject to talk about.

After about five minutes Dash took another sip, forgetting that it was just water.

“You know what Spike.” Dash put her glass down “you don’t get enough respect.” Spike had looked at her, perplexed past recognition by dash’s subject, almost completely juxtaposed to the previously situated conversation “I mean, I get it, you’re a dragon in a place called ponyville, surrounded by ponies but that’s just it. You fit right in, you're optimistic about everything, you’d sing whole ballads in front of two princesses and a whole royal guard to save someone you met that day and you constantly deal with twilight's.” Dash stopped to think of the proper word “hmm, antics? And you do it all to those that aren't even the same species as you, just today you could have gotten mad at me, instead you helped Twilight to her room, got me a drink and allowed me to provide an explanation when for all you know I could have knocked her out on purpose, and brought her here to elude suspicion, but you believe me.”

“I’m doing what anypony would do in this situation.” Spike responded with a satisfied smile from the heart-warming situation, Twilight had always told Spike that he was amazing and all but to hear that she wasn’t just making it up and that somepony else truly believes that he’s abnormally nice to everypony.

“Yeh, if that pony was a dragon.” Dash laughed ruffling up spike’s spikes “so where are the bedrooms anyways.”

“Uh, they’re all on the third floor. Literally, every room on that floor is guest rooms but I thought you wanted to go home after the storm dies down.”

“Yeh, but I decided I want to stay and see if Twilight is ok when she wakes up. Besides, somepony has to tell her of my awesome heroic feet in saving her back then and I think yours truly should be the one to do it.”

“Ok well, I was just about to get some well-deserved rest, see you tomorrow rainbow dash.” Spike had gotten up off of the cushion he was sitting on, moved it to the wall next to the fireplace, put out the fire and left the room. Dash, as she was leaving, spoke “goodnight” yawned covering her mouth in a natural response to hinder the volume and repeated “goodnight, twilight.” She closed the door and journeyed to the third floor for some long awaiting sleep that she was famished for.

The room she had chosen was the first room, not wanting to waste energy looking for better options thinking that if she didn’t know that there were better ones out there, this one was the best to her. The room seemed to lack detail in the darkened blanket of the night but even so, she could see when the bed was so she diminished her centre of gravity, kamikazeing her whole body onto the beds' smooth silk quilt covers that insulated her heat, keeping her at that golden temperature for sleeping. Dash closed her eyes and with little to no effort had slowly drifted off to the sweet solitude of a slumber.

Chapetr 2: a chain of events

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