My life with Dash

One thing you should know about me. I love Rainbow Dash. I wont deny it. I am also her #1 fan, and she knows it. If only she knew why was because of what we have been through. I first met when we were newborns. Yeah, THAT early in life. I was finally let out of my crib and I began to crawl around. Not paying attention, I bump into a baby filly and fall over. I look at her, still on the ground and she looks at me. She was a pegasus, like me. But she 6 mane colors, unlike mine which are just 2 shades of gold. And get up and I look up at her. I randomly giggle and fall over again. She laughs and I do too. Eventually, her mother picks her up and they leave the hospital and I left shortly afterwards. I never saw her again until a few years later.

      I was flying around when my closest friend bumps... no, CRASHES into me just to tell me there is a race between 2 colts and 1 filly. I wasn't a outdoors kind-of-colt but I wanted to see it. I fly to the stands, in the front row. I see the 2 colts, the one at the far right had his mane nearly cover his eyes. I wondered if he could even see through. Then I spy the filly. I didn't know her name, but I only knew part of it was Rainbow. She had a messed-up mane and tail, sparkling rose rims around her black eyes and a smile so wide. Her smile made me believe she knew she would win. That smile made me smile too. I didn't know it yet but I had fallen in love with her. When the 3 racer's wings began to lift made my heart race. A tall yellow filly with pink flowing hair began to lift a flag in her mouth. "You ready to go down, Rainbow CRASH?" I hear one of the colts say. The filly rebuttals pretty well, but I can't recall exactly what she said. I knew the CRASH part that the brown colt said was an insult and I didn't like it. The yellow mare slashes down the flag and the 3 dashes off. I see the colt with the huge mane hit the poor yellow filly off her cloud and she falls. Down to the ground. I only hear cheering so I don't think anypony noticed. I stare at her falling body, about to fall to her demise. I gasp only to see... A hoof. Right at my face. I diss at my friend who was cheering like crazy and he tells me to look down. The moment I do, A gigantic boom hits my ears and a rainbow ring can be seen. I cover my face with my fore legs but the wind gusting at me was too strong. I bet it could still be heard at Canterlot! Once the blast past me, I see the filly, Her mane and tail gone but was replace with a magnificent rainbow trail. When she reached the finish line and blew the rainbow past me, I cheered. Hard. Harder than I have ever done. I knew about special somepony's and that sort of thing at that age, and I thought we were soulmates. On that same day, I got my cutie mark as well.

    The special connection between us grew and grew over the years, for example: I had went to the Young Flyer's Competition and Rainbow was there. I didn't even know that until she showed up. She also did her 2nd Sonic Rainboom too. I went to Sugar Cube Corner for their famous cupcakes but when I left, I bump into her. Not knowing what to do, I simply moved out of the way and hid my face. I was blushing so hard, my whole face was pink. I stayed longer and Scootaloo and her friends came along and Rainbow told them about when she got her cutie mark. She even mentioned me, but she described me as a 'weirdo-colt'. I sort of giggled, even thought it was an insult to me.