What If

by elPossenreisser

Rating: teen
Tags: Applejack, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Rainbow Dash, Romance
Length: 5972

Applejack asks Rainbow Dash for a second chance. Several times, actually.

When they first met, Applejack and Rainbow Dash hooked up, but decided to leave it as a one-off fling. Much later, Applejack brings up the idea of giving them another shot. Rainbow Dash has reasons to remain unconvinced.

Sometimes you need more than one second chance.

My entry for the AppleDash contest.

Published 2017-08-20 11:50:06 UTC
Last updated 2017-08-20 11:50:06 UTC

Changeling survivor enclave, that first day

“Ambush!” Rainbow Dash cried while throwing herself out of the way of the charging attacker. From the corner of her eye Applejack saw her kick one of the changelings as it tried to jump her, sending it crashing into the wall as she prepared herself for impact.

Two more changelings who had been lying in ambush in the adjacent cellar room fluttered in front of Applejack, hungry grins on their ugly insectoid faces. With practiced ease she parried their first strikes and, as they moved back to set her up for another attack, launched herself at the left one, driving her shoulder into its face. As Applejack fought her momentum so she wouldn’t be carried into the wall as well, Rainbow Dash charged the remaining changeling and flattened it against the wall where it collapsed in a sad little heap.

“Not bad for a rookie,” Applejack said, huffing.

“Piece of cake,” Rainbow Dash retorted. “Once you’ve been in an air fight with a dozen of these guys this is just routine.”

Applejack rolled her eyes, grinning at the other pony’s attitude. “Don’t get cocky, kid.” She dusted off her hat and put it back on before nodding towards the room the changelings had been hiding in. “Let’s see what’s left in there. I got a suspicion…”

“What exactly are we lookin’ for again?” Rainbow asked, picking up her lantern. “Your honcho zebra only told us to check for changeling activity in the village, not on some remote farm.”

Applejack huffed and approached the room. She didn’t care to explain what the remote farm had once meant for the village, or her. Instead she just said, “You’ll see.” She carefully stepped into the room, but the darkness made it impossible to discern anything. “Bring the light!”

Rainbow Dash followed her and promptly bumped into her rear. Applejack didn’t care too much, as in the flickering light she had already spotted their prize: an unimpressive wooden crate. Without hesitation she heaved the crate onto her back and signaled Rainbow Dash to back off out of the room. “That’s it. We’re leavin’.”

When they left the basement below the big red barn they realized that the sun was already setting, and the many trees surrounding the farm buildings were casting long shadows over them. Their investigation of both the deserted village and the farm had taken longer than Applejack had thought.

“Looks like we ain’t goin’ back to camp tonight.”

“You wanna stay here?” Rainbow Dash asked incredulously. “This place is totally busted!”

Applejack let her gaze wander over the farm. Although it hurt her to admit it, the pegasus was right. The barn’s roof was sagging, and all the main house’s windows were broken. She knew from earlier visits that the interior had been smashed to pieces. What used to be the chicken coop was only a pile of splintered boards and debris. She sighed, fighting back the lump in her throat. “It rightly is,” she agreed hoarsely.

“How ‘bout the village?” Rainbow Dash suggested. “There were no changelings there. Maybe we can find a place.”

“There’s a cellar below the large dead tree,” Applejack heard herself say. After a last glance at the derelict farm she turned around. “Let’s go,” she added brusquely. “There ain’t nothing left here.”

***

The basement under the big dead tree was almost inaccessible, the trap door leading down there blocked by a big branch. It took their combined effort to push it aside far enough so they could open the trap door. Before they descended, Rainbow Dash collected a few smaller dead branches and other debris and carefully arranged them around the trap door to obscure their entrance. Only when they had closed the door they dared light up the lantern again in the completely dark room.

The room was filled with abandoned and broken furniture and little else. There was no indication that anyone had entered the room ever since the tree had been knocked over on the day the village had been attacked and abandoned. Applejack pushed the memory of that day as far away as she could, given the circumstances, and settled down on a relatively open stretch of floor. Rainbow Dash followed suit.

“Good work out there,” Applejack said without looking at her new comrade.

“Told ya,” Rainbow Dash replied. “We’ve fought them every day ever since the attack on Canterlot. There’s a reason we held out so long.”

“Ya,” Applejack said. She wanted to ask the pegasus in more detail about what had happened up in the sky in Cloudsdale. At the same time, after a day of sneaking through the ruins of what had been her home, and now even spending the night in this forsaken place, she didn’t trust her emotions. Or Rainbow Dash’s, for that matter. After all the pegasus had lost her home just like she had, and probably friends and family as well.

Applejack chanced a look. Rainbow Dash was hanging her head and seemed to be lost in thought. In fact, she looked about as happy and energetic as Applejack herself felt. She blinked to fight back the suspicious itch in her eyes. “Welcome to Ponyville,” she murmured.

Rainbow Dash didn’t react.

Without a second thought Applejack opened the crate she had looted from the farm’s basement. All eight bottles inside were still intact. She took one out and uncorked it with her teeth. The strong smell of her family’s traditional cider wafted up her nose.

“Here, take a sip,” she said, extending the bottle to Rainbow Dash.

“What’s that?”

“Spoils of war.” When Rainbow Dash continued to just look at her, she added, “Hard cider. Family recipe.”

Rainbow Dash grabbed the bottle and drank. “Wow,” she said. “Worth the effort.” She handed the bottle back to Applejack. “So, did you live here? You know, before?”

***

“… and then Applebloom said, ‘Who even likes oatmeal?’” Applejack finished her story before taking another sip from the bottle. Four empty ones were already lying scattered in the basement’s debris.

Rainbow Dash burst into laughter. She took the bottle out of Applejack’s hooves and drank. “Cool story,” she said. “Are you cold? You’re shivering!”

“It’s alright,” Applejack refused. “I’m… huh?” Rainbow Dash scooted closer and unceremoniously put a feathered wing across Applejack’s back. The warmth felt good, adding nicely to the cider’s warmth in her belly. “Um, thanks,” she stammered.

“You’re welcome,” Rainbow said with an audible smile. “It gets lonely, nights like this.” She pulled Applejack in a bit closer, caressing Applejack’s barrel with her wingtips.

“It does,” Applejack agreed, reaching for the bottle. Rainbow’s touch felt nice. With a happy sigh she leaned against the other pony.

“You’re way cute for a ground pounder, y’know,” Rainbow said with a mischievous grin. “I’ma make you forget for tonight.”

Applejack was just lonely and drunk enough from the cider to not pull back as Rainbow moved in for the kiss.

***

The trapdoor amidst the debris of the fallen oak was lifted by about an inch and remained motionless in that state for a few moments. Other than that, the deserted and ruined town lay in silence as the morning fog slowly vanished.

“I’d say it’s as safe as it’s gonna be,” Rainbow said in the basement, carefully pushing the trapdoor open so that it wouldn’t make a loud impact. She flew out of the basement, trying her best to be looking in every direction at once. The town remained quiet.

“Let’s skedaddle,” Applejack said, climbing out as well. “Once we make it to the Everfree we should be fine.”

“I could fly us there in like two minutes flat,” Rainbow mused. “But I guess we better keep a low profile so they don’t follow us.”

“Ya.”

They started walking through the deserted streets. The atmosphere, Rainbow thought, was oppressive. Once ponies had lived here, probably hundreds of them. Now it was just a pile of rubbish.

She didn’t even want to think about how Cloudsdale was looking.

“So um. About last night,” Applejack suddenly said hesitantly.

“It was a one-time thing,” Rainbow interrupted her resolutely. “We could both use some distraction. That’s all it can be, sorry.” She bit her lip, trying to push back images of Firefly. The moment before she was swarmed by changelings. Changelings who looked like Rainbow Dash, who instinctively sensed how strongly Firefly felt for her. Those blasted feelings that made Firefly vulnerable for their attack...

Applejack gave a relieved chuckle. “No worries, sugarcube. That’s what I was gonna say, you just beat me to it.” Rainbow Dash forced a smile and nodded. “I just think for now we better focus on winning the war, gettin’ our lives back. Good thing we’re on the same page.”

“Yeah,” Rainbow agreed, trying in vain to fight back her memories. There was no need to share them with Applejack, regardless of the previous night.

They carefully made their way through the ruins. In the grassland bordering the forest the fog remained, providing them with some cover. Although it probably wouldn’t have prevented them from being spotted by probing eyes it still made them feel more confident that they remained unseen. It was only when they had reached the twilight underneath the forest’s foliage that Applejack spoke again.

“So, do you still wanna join us?” she asked. “After catchin’ a glimpse of what life in the Everfree is like?”

“Yeah, I think I do,” Rainbow said, trying her best to sound enthusiastic. Under the old trees of the forest she was much more aware that this wasn’t her home. She felt trapped, almost buried under the thick canopy, and she didn’t want to be here. But still, those ponies had offered her help, and she really didn’t have anywhere else to go.

Equestria, the morning after

Rainbow Dash opened her eyes, only to close them again immediately. She was definitely not ready to deal with the bright sunshine. Her head was a throbbing disaster zone, and her mouth felt as if a small furry critter had died in there.

It didn’t take her long to remember where she was—on the ground, in that earth pony filly’s bed. Applejack. That was her name. Her vague memories of the night before included the mug of surprisingly strong cider they had shared after arriving at Applejack’s home. And then—

“Ponyfeathers,” she groaned, only to open her eyes and bolt upright. Her fear that Applejack might have heard her outburst proved to be unfounded though—the room was empty. She sank back into the pillow, again closing her eyes against the harsh morning light. The bed was no match for a cloud, obviously, and brought back very unwelcome memories of certain mornings in a certain Cloudsdale Academy bed. From below she heard muffled voices.

She really wanted to go back to sleep.

“Let’s get this over with,” she murmured to herself and forced herself upright again. The world was not spinning, which was a good start. With slow motions she climbed out of the bed, ignoring the scent of last night’s activities. She spread her wings and shook them a bit; they felt like they were in bad shape, but preening would have to wait until she was at home.

Rainbow quickly let her gaze wander around the room. It was very orderly and clean, the wooden floors almost shiny. In a cupboard stood about a dozen rodeo trophies.

“That explains that,” Rainbow mumbled.

Suddenly she felt like in intruder in Applejack’s room. She had no place being here. It was only because Applejack had not woken her up that she was still in here. With slow steps she left the room and made her way downstairs, following the faint, pleasant smell of waffles.

“Good morning, sugarcube,” Applejack greeted her from the table where she was sitting amidst what Rainbow Dash assumed were members of her family—a huge red stallion, a frail-looking elderly mare and a cream-colored young filly. As if following a silent command all heads turned towards her as she entered the big room. “Everypony, this is Rainbow Dash. Rainbow Dash, my family.”

“Um, hi—“

The elderly mare was the first one to speak. “So you’re Applejack’s new friend,” she said, her drawl so thick that Rainbow’s tired brain refused to process her words for a second or two. “I’m Granny Smith. Sit down, sit down, there’s plenty. You sure look like you need it.”

“Um, thanks.”

She sat down between Applejack and the young filly, who stared at her with unabashed curiosity.

“Waffles?” Applejack asked, and without waiting for a reply heaved several waffles on Rainbow’s plate, followed by a gratuitous scoop of apple sauce. “Assuming you’re up for food already,” she added with a smirk.

“Were you as drunk as my sis?” the filly asked. The stallion and Granny Smith laughed, while Applejack reached past Rainbow Dash and gave the filly an affectionate clout. “What? You said you two had too many drinks!” the kid defended herself.

“I said we maybe had a drink too much. That just means we were a bit tipsy,” Applejack explained.

“Yeah, that’s right,” Rainbow Dash agreed, eying the stack of waffles on her plate. They looked delicious, but she wasn’t overly confident that she would be able to keep that much food down.

“So what’s the difference between tipsy and drunk?” the filly continued asking.

Rainbow heard Applejack sigh over the laughter of the other two. Something like the difference between going down on somepony and remembering it, she thought, grateful that she wasn’t the one who had to explain this.

“That doesn’t matter for you, Applebloom, cuz you’re too young for alcohol anyway, and if I ever catch you tipsy or drunk, you’ll be in a lot of trouble, understood?”

“Alcohol is disgusting anyway,” the filly declared. “I’m never going to drink it. Have you also moved to Ponyville?” she continued, directed at Rainbow.

“Um, no, I’m here for Fluttershy’s welcome party. She’s a friend of mine.”

“And how did you and my sis meet?”

“Last night, um. At the party.”

“You’ve only known each other for one night and you’re already such good friends that you have sleepovers?” the filly asked. “That’s cool!”

“Um, actually, um…” Rainbow stuttered. “I wanted to stay over at Fluttershy’s, but um…”

“It got late,” Applejack chimed in. “Fluttershy went home early, we didn’t want to leave yet, and so I offered Rainbow Dash that she could stay here.”

“Yeah,” Rainbow agreed, relieved. “Thanks for havin’ me over, by the way.”

“Anytime, dear,” Granny Smith beamed.

“And where do you know Fluttershy from?” Applebloom continued her interrogation.

“She was a year above me in my school,” Rainbow said. As the filly kept looking at her expectantly, she added, “But she graduated this year and moved here.”

“So you’re still in school?” Applebloom asked. “No way! You look way too old to still be in school!”

“I’m in my last year,” Rainbow said.

“So what’s your favorite subject?” Applebloom asked. “Mine’s workshop!”

“Cloudball,” Rainbow said without thinking twice. “I’m on the varsity team.”

“I like PE too,” Applebloom said. “And I really hate history. Sooo. Boring!”

“Heh, tell me about it,” Rainbow Dash agreed. As she grinned at Applebloom she was overly conscious of how absurd the situation was—having breakfast with her fling and making friends with said fling’s little sister.

“What’s your teacher like?” Applebloom asked. “We have Miss Cheerilee, and she’s—“

“Applebloom,” Applejack softly interrupted her. “I’m sure Rainbow’d like to head over to Fluttershy’s now so she doesn’t get worried about her.”

“Oh, okay,” Applebloom chirped. “May I get up?” Applejack nodded, jumped up. “Nice meeting you, Rainbow Dash!” With that, she darted away.

Rainbow looked down at her plate and realized that somehow she had eaten all the waffles. “Yeah, I guess I should get going,” Rainbow said, also getting up. “Thanks for everything, Mrs. Smith!”

“You’re very welcome, dear.”

“I’ll show you out,” Applejack said and also got up. Rainbow followed her outside, shielding her eyes from the bright sun with a wing. Applejack chuckled. “You okay, sugarcube?”

“I’m fine,” Rainbow Dash growled. “Just a bit hungover.”

“Me too,” Applejack said. For a few moments they just looked at each other awkwardly. “Listen, Rainbow, last night was fun, but—“

“It was a one-off thing,” Rainbow completed the sentence for her.

“Look, it just wouldn’t work out, what with you back in school… and me havin’ to take care of the farm, and my family—“

“Applejack, it’s cool,” Rainbow chuckled. “It’s… I, um, I kinda don’t do relationships anyway. We’re cool.”

Applejack smiled at her. “Good!” She sounded relieved. “Listen, when you’re in Ponyville again, drop by.”

“Sure,” Rainbow agreed, knowing fully well that even if she was going to visit Ponyville ever again she wasn’t going to visit an ex-fling, even if Tartarus froze over—way awkward.

“So um, take care!” Applejack said. She made a step towards Rainbow Dash, and they embraced each other in an awkward hug.

“You too!” With that, Rainbow Dash took off for Fluttershy’s cottage, hoping Fluttershy wouldn’t be angry that she had spent the night somewhere else. Then again, she thought, when was Fluttershy ever angry?

The Empire of Nightmare Moon, present day

“It was just a one-time thing. You said so yourself! You said you weren’t looking for commitment anyway, that you had too much to do with the farm and all.” Rainbow stared at Applejack in bewilderment, her plate with the baked potato and mushroom all but forgotten. It was still early in the morning, before Rainbow’s shift in the castle started, and as always after their habitual morning runs Applejack had invited Rainbow Dash over for breakfast at the farm.

“I know what I said,” Applejack said calmly. “I meant it.”

“Then what—“

Applejack put a hoof on Rainbow’s, shutting her up. “Things have changed.” With her other hoof she waved at the nocturnal farmland outside the window. “I’ve got the farm set up for the way things are now… y’know, eternal night… and it’s running just fine. I’d like somepony to go steady with, not just some hot young filly fresh from the military academy who’s just cocky enough to be interesting for a night.” She gave Rainbow a smile. “And you’ve changed too. You’re not that cocky cadet anymore who thinks she’s Princess Nightmare Moon’s gift to ponydom. You got your act together. I appreciate that.” She cleared her throat. “I like you, and I think we’d be a good team. So what do you say? Do you wanna go out with me?”

“AJ…” Rainbow started, then trailed off.

Applejack gave her a meek smile. “I’m guessin’ that’s a no then, huh.”

“AJ, you don’t understand. I’m already raisin’ eyebrows left and right every time we hang out. Your family’s not exactly trustworthy, after what Granny Smith pulled. And now you want me to—no, AJ, I can’t do this. In the palace they’re very careful about ponies. Who they hang out with. What they think. A whole lot of ponies are still hung up on the way things used to be. We gotta watch out.”

Applejack’s eyes narrowed, and she withdrew her hoof. “So you’re sayin’ it ain’t opportune for you to hang out with me? That I might be a danger to your career?”

“Look, AJ,” Rainbow said, her gaze hardening, “I want this position. I want to be at the very top. It’s all I ever wanted. And for that to happen I gotta be loyal to the Princess above all else. Without any doubt. I can’t just duck down and try not to raise any attention and still keep resentin’ the new ways, like you do. I’m not that pony.”

Applejack looked away for a few seconds. She cleared her throat before she spoke. “I see. I guess I was mistaken, then.”

“I’m sorry, AJ. But that’s my life now.”

“Yeah. I’m sorry too.”

“Yeah.” Rainbow got up and uneasily ruffled her wings. “I should get going. Lots to do, y’know. Actually, I don’t think I’m gonna make it for our run on Thursday. There’s, um, a meeting in the castle and…”

“Don’t bother,” Applejack said coolly. “Good luck with your career, Captain.”

As Applejack watched Rainbow leave her kitchen she noticed the first tears streaming down her cheeks.

The Sombra campaign, present day

“Howdy, Captain.”

“’lo, Applejack.” Captain Rainbow Dash gave Applejack a lopsided salute as she entered the old farm house’s kitchen. Next to all the new brick buildings of the cannery the farm house felt warm and welcoming. “Good to see you.”

“Yeah, you too,” Applejack replied, turning around from the sink where she had been cleaning some pots. “I’d been hopin’ to see ya when they done told us that your company would be positioned in Ponyville.” She reached behind herself and grabbed a towel to dry her hooves. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you.”

“Me too, actually,” Rainbow Dash said. “You go first,” they both said in unison. Applejack gave a sheepish laugh. Rainbow Dash chortled. “You go first, AJ,” she hastily added before Applejack had an opportunity.

“Okay, then,” Applejack said, looking down at the towel she still held in her hooves. Like an afterthought she turned around and carefully placed it on the counter next to the sink. When she faced Rainbow Dash again, her cheeks were flushed. “Listen, about today—I mean tomorrow—“

Suddenly she found it hard to speak. To avert Rainbow Dash’s gaze she lowered her eyes and stared at the clean floorboards.

“You don’t have to worry,” Rainbow Dash said, although her voice was anything but steady. “I’ve taken care of everything for you. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Eh?” Applejack made, surprised, and looked up.

“Your mayor, pardon my Prench, is an idiot!” Rainbow Dash snarled with sudden anger. “A militia! Are you kidding me? You guys have no experience! You’ll get slaughtered in battle!” She stomped her hoof on the floor. Applejack could see that the soldier was making an effort for regain her composure. “It’s madness, sending a bunch of badly-armed hardly-trained civilians to battle. That’s what I told the General, but she gave me some spiel about jurisdiction, and that if your mayor wants her militia she can’t do anything.”

“You don’t think we’ll win, do you.”

Rainbow sighed. The scar across her eye seemed even deeper than it used to before. “There’s no way in Tartarus we’ll win. We’ll be shredded to pieces. Sombra’s armies have driven us here all the way from the Crystal Empire, and he’s only gotten stronger as he went, inducting ponies in regions his armies conquered. We can’t outrun him now that we’re squeezed between the Everfree Forest and Ghastly Gorge, that’s why we’re here. That’s why there’s gonna be a battle tomorrow. Not because we’d want to.” She gave Applejack a wary smile. “Don’t tell me you don’t know that.”

“Of course I know that,” Applejack replied a bit more forcefully than necessary. “Not all the details and whatnot, but even a backwater civilian like me knows it ain’t lookin’ good. That’s why I’m glad to see you.” She lowered her eyes again. “I missed you, y’know.”

“Applejack, don’t,“ Rainbow said, flinching back.

“Just hear me out, will ya?”

“We’ve been over this!” Rainbow said. “We both agreed it wasn’t gonna work out!”

“That was then. Things have changed, wouldn’t you say?”

“Applejack, I—“

“I know, you’re a soldier an’ I’m a civilian. You’ll be fightin’ Sombra’s forces and there’s always a high risk you ain’t comin’ back. Y’know what? Nopony’s likely to come back from tomorrow, including myself. I know that perfectly well!” Tears were running down Applejack’s cheeks, but she didn’t avoid Rainbow’s eyes any longer. “This is likely our last night in Equestria. I’d rather spend it with you.”

Rainbow stared at her, mouth agape, shaken by Applejack’s emotional speech. Slowly she shook her head. “No, AJ. That’s not how this goes.”

“Consarnit, Rainbow—“

“Listen to me, AJ.” Rainbow pulled a few papers out of her uniform jacket. “I pulled some strings. This is a pass to leave town. You’ll be on the last evacuation train tonight. We’re taking the ones who are not in the militia to Dodge Junction. This paperwork is good for you and all your family.”

“The hay am I gonna do in Dodge Junction?” Applejack cried out.

“There’s gonna be a trek heading to Griffon territory, starting in three or four days. We’re evacuating everypony we can from the south. Intelligence believes that Sombra might leave the Griffons alone once he’s done with us.”

“But—“

“Damnit, AJ, will you shut up!” Rainbow’s wings flared, and Applejack saw the new metal replacement in her right wing. “You told me you’re taking care of your family. Take them someplace safe.”

“Applebloom is already with our relatives in Appleloosa. It’s only me and Big Mac,” Applejack replied flatly.

“Then that’s even more reason to be on that train. Find Applebloom and get her on that trek to Griffonia. Appleloosa won’t be safe for more than a week when Sombra is through with our army tomorrow.” She finally crossed the distance between herself and Applejack, putting a gentle hoof on her cheek. “Be there for your family.”

Applejack buried her face on Rainbow’s shoulder and just cried.

Rainbow Dash gave her a few minutes before she stepped back. “I gotta go, AJ. See you around.”

“Take care, Rainbow Dash.”

Equestria, present day

Applejack broke the kiss and looked at Rainbow Dash. The pegasus, surprised by the kiss, didn’t answer at first. Only when the silence dragged on for too long, Applejack said, “Um, yeah. That’s what I was meaning to say.”

“Yeah,” Rainbow Dash said, not breaking eye contact. “AJ, I—“

“Ya don’t even have to say anything,” Applejack purred.

“Um, AJ, I don’t think that’s such a great idea,” Rainbow said. An unwelcome image of Firefly’s face, tears streaming down her cheeks, crept up before her mental eye. “We agreed it was a one-time thing, remember?”

“I do,” Applejack said. “Back then we agreed. Now’s now though.”

“But now ain’t better,” Rainbow protested. “I’m—I’m a Wonderbolt now. When the new season starts I’m gonna be away for weeks to end, for shows and practice and all.” Although it was a lame excuse, it was also the truth, she thought—how was she going to date Applejack if she was constantly away?

“I know, sugarcube,” Applejack said with a smile. “And I’m mighty proud of you!” A bit more serious she continued, “So we’ve both got our own lives—you’ve got the Wonderbolts, I’ve got plenty to do on the farm. I wouldn’t want somepony who got nothing else to do but clinging to me. I think you and me, we can handle some time apart.”

“Ya think, huh,” Rainbow repeated. Applejack nodded, and Rainbow sighed. “Look, it’s not like I don’t, um, like you or whatever… but AJ, I’m a mess. A freakin’ featherbrain! I forget things. And sometimes… sometimes I do stupid things. Things that hurt other ponies.”

“What are you sayin’?”

“When you’re dating me… if you were dating me, you’d end up hurt because I’d do something stupid. And I don’t want to do that to you.”

“Then don’t. What the hay are you talking about?”

“I…” Rainbow hung her head. It seemed as if the only way to dissuade Applejack was to spill the beans. She really didn’t want to—what would Applejack think of her? But the one thing she wanted even less was to hurt her. To do to her what she had done to Firefly.

“I had a girlfriend, back in school. Not too long before that day… before you and I met. Her name was Firefly. She was great. And one night, at a stupid party, I ended up making out with some other filly. Everypony saw it, so of course Firefly knew. She dumped me the next day. She was crying the entire time she yelled at me. After that, she didn’t talk to me anymore. Then I failed my year and dropped out of school, and you know the rest.”

Applejack looked at her quizzically. “So what you’re sayin’ is—“

“I cheated on my girlfriend.”

“And because of that you’re gonna cheat on me as well?”

“I don’t wanna!”

“Well then don’t,” Applejack repeated, giving her that special look reserved for when Rainbow did or said something silly. “What else?”

“Um… other than me being an irresponsible featherbrain who hurts the ponies she loves…”

“Dash,” Applejack said, putting her hoof under Rainbow’s chin to force her to look at her. “You are a featherbrain, and you sure as hay can be irresponsible. But whatever you did back then was back then. You’ve changed. You’re not that same silly teenage filly you were back then. I have faith in you that you won’t cheat on somepony you like if’n you don’t want to. I’ve known you long enough to know I can trust you.” She gave her a mischievous grin and booped her nose. “So what do you say we take it to the acres? Unless you insist I buy you dinner first.”

“AJ, I—“ Rainbow tried to stay firm, but she could feel her resistance faltering. Could it be that easy? Applejack seemed to think it was, anyway. Maybe she was right?

Applejack must have seen her wavering determination, and interrupted Rainbow’s half-hearted protest with another kiss. When she broke the contact, she said, “Enough of that already. Come on! Race ya to the farm!” She jumped up and galloped away, followed immediately by Rainbow. Maybe, Rainbow thought, this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

Changeling survivor enclave, later

AJ,

When you read this I’m already gone.

I thought about what you said the other night. I stand by what I said—we’re a good scout team and nothing more. But I’m afraid that your feelings won’t just go away, and I really don’t wanna put you in danger because of that. So I’m taking off.

I’m gonna try to make my way to Griffonia, I know some folks there.

Stay safe.

RD

The Sombra campaign, later

Half a day after the refugee trek had crossed the border to Griffonia the remnants of the Equestrian army finally caught up. The border was guarded by big formations of Griffons who checked everypony who came through, and disarmed the Equestrian soldiers before letting them continue on to the refugee camp right across the border. Applejack strained her eyes trying to catch a glimpse of that familiar rainbow-hued mane.

When even the last stragglers had arrived in camp, Applejack decided to take a closer look at the newcomers. Maybe somepony had seen her.

She encountered a pegasus with a broken wing who had belonged to the same company. He didn’t lose many words in describing the short aerial battle with Sombra’s forces, which had but completely routed the Equestrian air force.

Of course he knew her. He had even seen her in battle—the most decorated young officer of the Equestrian forces taking out Sombra’s soldiers left and right, an inspiration to everypony around her.

Despite her best efforts the Equestrians were forced to flee, a lot of them being cut down by their pursuers. He hadn’t seen her fall, but she hadn’t been among the retreating remnants either.

Epilogue: Equestria, later

The sun’s warm caress woke Applejack. Or maybe it was Rainbow Dash’s loud snoring, who was lying on her back with her mouth wide open. The image made Applejack smile.

She decided to just stay in bed for another few minutes, and enjoyed how peaceful her girlfriend looked in the golden morning light. Although she had complained about the bed not being as comfy as a cloud, it hadn’t taken very long before Rainbow Dash spent almost every night at the Acres, to the great joy of the other Apple family members.

Sometimes, she thought, you couldn’t just wait for life to hand you a second chance. Sometimes you had to make it happen yourself. And then you had to grab it by the horns like an angry bull at a rodeo, and hold on. It wasn’t even a question of luck, but of determination and the willingness to go for what made you happy.

Applejack believed that destiny played a huge role in ponies’ lives. But she also believed that it didn’t do any good to sit back and wait for one’s destiny to happen. She wasn’t one to let her future be decided by destiny, or dumb luck. Taking charge of her life like this wasn’t always easy. But the results were well worth it, she thought as she rested her head on Rainbow’s chest.

And one chance was all that was needed.

Prologue: Equestria, present day

“So that’s where you’re hidin’, Dash.”

“Hey, AJ.”

“Enough of the party already?”

“Nah, just catchin’ some fresh air. It’s kinda hot in there.”

Applejack sat down next to her and seemingly out of nowhere produced two mugs of cider. “Here you are, sugarcube.”

Rainbow squealed in excitement and took a big sip from the mug. “Ahh, that hits the spot. Thanks, AJ.”

“You’re welcome.” She stretched her legs and took a sip herself. “Good party though.”

“Welcome Starlight Glimmer,” Rainbow Dash quoted the party’s theme. “I don’t think Pinkie Pie’s missed one single welcome-party ever, has she? Not even for a madpony who tried to change history and destroy all of Equestria.”

“I’m sure Twilight knows what she’s doing,” Applejack said calmly.

“Yeah, yeah,” Rainbow agreed. “And maybe it’s better to make her feel welcome and all, so she doesn’t go back to changing history and destroying Equestria and stuff.”

“That’s deep,” Applejack smiled.

Rainbow Dash groaned. “How many’ve you had? You’re getting sarcastic.”

“Two or three. But I ain’t gettin’ sarcastic. Just havin’ some fun.” She took another sip. “You got a point though, these parties help ponies feel at home in Ponyville. Like Fluttershy on her first day.” She leaned back against the wall of Sugarcube Corner, almost knocking her Stetson off her head. “Which also happened to be your first day, I’m sure you remember.” Turning to Rainbow Dash and looking straight into her eyes she added, “And your first night.”

“Um, AJ…” Rainbow murmured and shuffled uneasily on her seat.

“Will you at least hear me out, Rainbow?”

The Empire of Nigthmare Moon, later

“Captain Rainbow Dash,” Commander Spitfire greeted her as Rainbow Dash stepped into the Purple Salon, the Princess’s favorite room for informal meetings in the Castle of the Two Sisters. “Now that we are all present, we may begin the intelligence briefing.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Rainbow Dash replied. “Your highness,” she quickly added and bowed before the Princess who was seated at the end of the table. Then she took a seat next to Feather Dusk, the intelligence liaison officer.

Feather Dusk passed Rainbow Dash a binder. “This is information gathered by our informal assets in the nearby village of Ponyville. Ponyville, as you are aware, is the hometown of the late Granny Smith, the infamous terrorist. Some members of her family still live there. Our informants have gathered evidence for a new conspiracy of dissidents headed by these same individuals. The evidence is still inconclusive, but of course we cannot take chances.”

“Her royal Highness the Princess wants you to investigate, Captain,” Commander Spitfire said. “As you know, protecting the realm from insurgents is one of the most important duties of the Royal Guard, after all. And it is important for you to learn the ropes.”

“We have great confidence in thee and thy abilities to do what must be done,” the Princess said with a malevolent smile.