Need For Speed: Friendship Pursuit

by RayneTheSkunk

Rating: everyone
Tags: Princess Celestia, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Princess Luna, Apple Bloom, Spike, Gilda, Adventure, Crossover
Length: 12686

RD and Applejack move to Dockview. Raindbow Dash to be a street racer. Applejack to be a cop.

Rainbow Dash a racer from the small rural town of Ponyville moves to Dockview for the racing challenge of her life time. She's going to be the very best racer the world has ever seen and become the most wanted.
On the other hoof
Applejack and her family just moved to Dockview after their crop burned down do to some racer stunt. Angry the whole family join the DVSPD (Dockview Speeder Police Department) to stop all the racers who ruin other people's lives.

(image by pedro992)

Published 2011-09-06 02:59:27 UTC
Last updated 2011-09-18 22:15:30 UTC

Racer Story Day 1

Need for Speed

Friendship Pursuit

Racer Story

DAY 1

Excitement

Welcome to Dockview, a playground for street racers. From the long winding roads and scenery of the county to the traffic and back alleys of the city, racers have turned the whole area into their personal colosseum. Racing the fastest and most powerful cars on the market. With heavy crime comes heavy police enforcement. The DVSPD, Dockview Speeder Police Department, was made just to confront these bad boys. Cops armed with top of the line cars and equipment. Nothing will stop them from busting their targets. The worlds best racers versus the worlds best cops. Bad ponies and good ponies fight to conquer the dangerous roads of Dockview!

Rainbow Dash flicked off her T.V. “I hate cop shows.” Rainbow lived in a small apartment on the east side of Dockview. Funnily enough it was those cop shows that brought her here. The pegasus Rainbow Dash used to live in a rural middle of nowhere town called Ponyville. There was no pleasure for her back on those roads. Every street there was to plain to feel the true fun of speeding . She needed the best to prove she was the best. She saw Dockview chases on T.V. and knew she had to be one of those racers. Rainbow got all money she had and hopped a plane to Dockview. Got a new apartment, a new car, and a new career. It was the start of the best action filled chapter of her life.

The pegasus showered, ate breakfast, and all that other morning stuff. She stepped outside her apartment and took in the city air, smog and fast-food. For her that was a thousand times better then dumb old clean air. Parked in the lot of her new apartment was her first new car. A Porsche Boxster Spyder . It was the same shade of blue as her coat. Rainbow had a tendency to be lucky. There happened to be a race being held specifically to test that car and she managed to get one for free just so she could race it. This city was definitely on her side. Pony cars weren’t the same as the ones for the bipedal. The pedals were rounded and the steering wheel had two large grooves for hooves to be inserted.

Rainbow Dash’s first race was in about two hours, down at Dockview county’s coast. That wouldn’t be a problem in this roadster. She felt confident driving down the street in a car that would make any stallion green with envy. Her hoof was just dieing to push that peddle all the way down just to see how fast she could go. She knew better though as much as she wanted to speed it had to wait till it was time to race. Getting busted now would just ruin everything. The traffic didn't help her. In Ponyville there was never traffic. Then she learned her first lesson about the city, traffic sucks.

Thanks to the stupid traffic it really did take rainbow about two hours to get there. Once she was into the county though things were much better for her. The long open roads were perfect for her to speed on with out any problems. There was the occasional car, but they were all easy to just move around. The coast of Dockview was a beautiful sight. Sandy cliffs and trees overlooking the vast clean ocean. The bright sun shined down on the already bright scenery. The racers didn’t just come here for speed they came here for beauty She saw four of the other racers waiting at the start. Dash parked on the right side of the road. Dash stepped out the car and glanced over the other ponies. She turned her head forward to find a frighteningly pink earth pony right in front of her.

“Are you naked?” the pink pony examined Rainbow’s body. Dash looked down her self. “You must not be around here because I know everypony and I mean everypony in the loop.” The pony was all smiles and bubbles. She also lacked the concept of personal space. Rainbow dash looked at the pony in front of her then the rest. They were all wearing clothes. Shirts, jackets, pants, and skirts. In Ponyville clothes were only a burden. The pink pony was dressed in a green and black checkered shirt. It added a retro look to the young mare.

“Is there a problem with me being naked? I mean it’s not like ponies need them!” Dash responded

“No it's just strange,” she continued to glance over Rainbow's structure, “Light,” she remarked “That should help you out a lot!” This mare was loud, very obnoxiously loud.

It took Dash a moment to realize the pony had been checking her out for the last minute, “Hey!”Dash pushed the mare onto her back, “I’m not here to be anypony’s eye candy.” The mare giggled and got right back up.

“Silly filly. I’m not looking at you like that," Pinkie bounced back onto her hooves, "You have to know the ponies your up against. How their car is built and how they are built you understand. My name’s Pinkie Pie! What’s yours?”

“Dash. Rainbow Dash! I moved here from Ponyville a week ago.” Pinkie Pie’s ears perked.

“Ponyville?! That’s really far away from here do you have farms,” Dash gave a some what scared nod “,OMG I knew it! Hey have you heard the theory that music makes you better at everything,” Dash shook her head, “Oh than listen to this while you drive. These cars don’t have radios.” Pinkie gave dash a rainbow colored MP3 player. It had about 20 songs in it with space for a lot more.

“Isn’t this yours? I can get my own.” Dash tried to give it back. Pinkie refused.

“I have plenty more where that came from,” Pinkie showed dash a bag with about twenty different MP3 players in it, “Just trust me music makes you better at everything.”

Dash put the ear bud’s into her ears. They fit pretty well. Suddenly everyone was getting back in their cars. Dash turned to see that the last racer was pulling in. She hopped back into her roadster and strapped up. It was time to start this. These things always started one of two ways. All the drivers meet on the road while driving or they met at a designated starting point. The drivers all revved their engines ready to race. No flag girl, no gun, no countdown they just knew when it was time to go. Dash took the few seconds she had before they started to turn on her new music player.

♪Edge of the Earth♪
Time was up. The race was officially on. They let go of their breaks and they were off. Rainbow dash started in 5th she always liked starting in the back It was more of a challenge. In about ten seconds flat she was at 100mph., but this car could go much faster. She made sure drive on the wrong side of the road. All the cars where equipped with an arcane magic system that charged if you drove dangerously. Slip streaming, wrong lanes, nearly crashing, drifting, taking short cuts, but the best charge was taking down a cop. Rainbow easily weaved between the racers in front of her. Now she just had to deal with the pony in first. Dash tagged behind the driver as they drove through the sandy cliff side road. Through her rear view mirror Dash could see the late racer pulling in behind her. The third place car was black and the tinted windows kept her from seeing the driver. Of course it didn't matter much who the opponents as long as they lost.

Dash tried to block off the racer behind her as they sped on a straight patch of the road. The cars where nearing top speed and dash still wasn't close enough to passing into first. The lead racer jerked her car into the right lane. The racer was replaced with a commuter heading her way. Dash panicked swerving her car into the road railing. Her car slowed as it grid against the rails. Dash growled as the other racer passed her. Dash yanked the car back onto the rode immediately punching down on the nitrous. The wind raged against her face as she accelerated up the incline. The Boxster hit top speed at 166mph. The road changed into a downhill path as she passed the peak of the hill. Dash drafted behind the white racer who was now in second place. Looking to her left dash noticed a short bridge. Next to the bridge was a small path that lead under and around the bridge.

Using the draft and momentum Dash closed the gap between her and second place. The cliff made a heavy curve ahead of them. Dash stuck to the left side of the road as she forced the car into a hard drift. Dash held her hoof above the nitrous ready to boost out of the turn. As soon as the turn finished her short cut was ready. Dash hit the nitrous and crashed through the wooden barrier. The dirt path went right under the bridge. The moment of racing alone didn't last long. Dash exited the shortcut popping on the right lane of the other side of the bridge. The short cut didn't do much, but she passed the white racer.

Her opponent didn't give up. She stayed close behind Dash. The road turned back into an incline. They made a clean right turn that revealed a tunnel before them. Dash stuck to the left lane as she entered the tunnel. The cars lights turned on in darkness. A heavy large truck was heading her way. Dash grew a devilish grin. She kept speeding towards the truck till she was as close as possible. Once the car and the truck was grill to grill she whipped the car into the right lane. Dash cringed as she herd the horrified painful scream of the other racer. Dash tried to ignore that she probably just killed a pony. She turned up the music.

“Stand out on the edge of the earth! Dive into the Center of fame!” Dash came speeding out the tunnel. The was a four way interception outside the tunnel. She pulled hard on the emergency break making a left turn. She slid perfectly through the merge into the next street. As she exited the turn she used the half a tank of nitrous the road turned back into a downhill slope. She could see the racer ahead her in a black Boxster.Dash chased her down the curving hill determined to pass her. Dash was ready to pass her and leave her in her dust. Just a tiny bit closer and first place was hers. Dash hit top speed at 166mph, but she dared to push it harder. Dash cranked it up to eleven using the nitrous to push the car into 174. Rainbow was about to whip her way into first the racer disappeared into a dirt road to the beach! Before dash could realize the racer just took a short cut it was too late for her to follow.

Out of nitrous the Boxster slowed back down to the 166mph range. Dash heard another racer coming up. Dash positioned herself in front of the racer to block. Dash looked at her rear view mirror. It was Pinkie Pie! The mare still had the big shining smile from earlier.

“Hey Dash! Real shame about that short cut huh? I can’t believe I missed it I know this place so well.” The two were grill to bumper on a curving bridge above the beach. Pinkie dangerously hung her head over the edge “Hey you can see him down there. He’s down there driving in the sand.”

“What the hell do you think your doing !” The two went into a hard right turn “We can’t talk in the middle of a race!” Dash panicked losing her grip on the wheel. Dash lost her perfect drift and slammed against the walls of the road. Pinkie passed her up laughing.

“I guess we’ll talk later then!” Even though Pinkie hardly seemed to pay much attention to the road she had no problem driving. She made her drifts and turns with ease even while she was just staring at the clouds. Dash watched her from behind as she tried her best to get ahead on the bridge. The sight of a pony taking a the sport so lightly was almost aggravating. For a pony to drive so well with out even seeming to care. It was as if Pinkie was mocking her for trying so hard. The two of them where just a tiny bit away from getting off the bridge. Dash heard something to her right. It was the black Boxster coming up on a hill to the right of the bridge. The path led up the hill into some sort of light construction site.

There was a small room of opportunity for dash to slide her way into the new route. Luckily Pinkie was already on it. Dash copied Pinkie’s movements as the two of them made their way through the narrow opening. Dash looked at her increasing nitrous meter. It was rising near the top. It was boostin’ time! She slammed the nitrous button and moved in. There was little room for maneuvering in this small short cut but there was a turn. As Pinkie drifted into the turn Dash did the same with the nitro fired up. She slammed into her pink rival pushing her out of the way. The attack slowed dash down a bit, but there was still nitrous left as she got back onto the road. Pinkie behind her the black racer in front of her. All the others where just cars in the back.

There was one mile left to the finish line. Dash drove in the left lane as she watched her nitrous fill. There wasn’t much time left. She hit what was left of her boost juice. She was dashing right behind her target. She could see the head of the driver. That’s when Rainbow dash noticed something weird.

“Feathers?” She said to herself. Whoever was driving that car wasn’t a pony. She shook the thought out of her head. Dash tried to move past. As Dash tried to maneuver around the non-pony, she saw Pinkie closing in from the rear view mirror. She just realized Pinkie saved all of her nitrous from drifting for just now. Then she realized the another thing. She never saw this, whatever it is, use it’s nitrous either. Just as dash realized the car in front of her boosted forward out of her reach. At this point she could see the finish line. The creature was too far to catch of too and pinkie was already right next to her. Rainbow took a deep breath and did the last thing she could resort to. She grabbed the wheeled and swung the car into pinkie. Pinkie simply giggled.

“You wanna play rough?” Pinkie slammed back. Rainbow dash was forced into the parking lot of the store near the finish line. Pinkie waved and hit the bit of nitrous she had left. The creature came in first, Pinkie was second. Rainbow hurried up finishing third. Everyone else didn’t matter. The racer in the black car drove off immediately after winning. Pinkie stuck around couple yards from the finish line. Dash parked next to her.

“Hey, um when do I get my money? I still get a prize for third, right?” Rainbow Dash leaned over the car door.

“Oh don’t worry it gets sent to you over night. The mystery pony who runs the Loop some how watches every race that ever happens. You know for your first Dockview race you did awesome.”

Rainbow Dash's act went into smug mode. “Well I was the best in Ponyville.” Dash cringed as crash played in her eardrums. She realized the ear buds from Pinkie’s MP3 player were still in her ears. “Oh and your music theory may have helped a bit too.” Pinkie smiled. “You’re a seriously crazy pony to try talking during a race though.”

“Well I like to get to know everypony. Some ponies call me Pinkie the Party. I just call myself Pinkie and I’ll call you Dashie.” Rainbow snorted at the nick name. “Hey,I have a lot of connections and I know the city like the back of my hoof! I can show you around.”

Dash smiled “Sure that sounds great!” The two drove around the county and the city for the rest of the day. They had small mini-races between each other. Pinkie being the victor of most of them. Pinkie proved she can run her mouth as good as she could run a car. Her nonstop talking was more than a bit annoying, but it was also pretty entertaining. The two parked at a gas station to refuel.

“Hey Pinkie how do you drive so well with out paying attention?” Dash had no idea why she waited so long to ask that question.

“Well” Pinkie thought about it for a second “Well, I guess it’s my style.” She laughed “I know my track and I know my racers or at least most of them. I just don’t worry and let loose. Party! Keeping it fun and all.” Dash laughed. It sounded ridiculous, but at the same time it made a tiny bit of sense some where."Hey umm. Have you ever killed a pony before in a race?"

Pinkie stared at the night sky her smile turning into a more thoughtful expression. "I don't like to think I killed anyone, but I probably have. Racers can be so stubborn sometimes when they want to win." She turned back to a grin "Plus plenty of ponies die in these whether I participate or not anyway right? No need for me to worry about it! I'm just lucky to be one of the ones alive."

Dash thought about the pony she made crash. She had no idea whether they died or not. She decided it was better to change the subject and pretend the pony lived “So did you notice that person that won wasn’t a pony?”

Pinkie nodded “Hmmm I wonder, maybe she was a weasle!”

“She had feathers.” Dash replied before laughing at the colorful assumption. “I think she was something called a griffon, half lion half eagle.” Pinkie Pie jumped “Uh, Pinkie?”

“ Speaking of really weird things there is someone I have got to show you in the city!” Pinkie slid across the hood of the car and flipped into her seat. “Follow me!” Not to be out done by an earth pony Dash back flipped into her seat and drove after Pinkie.

Pinkie led her to a huge night club. The unst unst unst could be heard from three blocks down. The club was covered in neon lights and sparklers. In front was a long rectangular fountain the that shot several jets of water. The bright light’s made it seem as though the water was glowing.

“Come on this is the best place party. It’s also the best place to get cars and stuff” Pinkie took her shirt off revealing a smaller one made mostly of straps and strings. It would have been revealing if ponies actually had something to reveal. “It’s party clothes.” . The concept of fashion was lost on Rainbow, but she understood party and cars.

Inside the club was even brighter. Bright multicolored lights flashed everywhere. The music was hyper, repetitive and base heavy. Ponies wore illuminated cloths and swung glow sticks. The brightest part was the stage were the neon maned DJ played. Even with all the colors everywhere everything else was black and dark. The walls, the floors, the tables. It was the strangest contrast of the darkest abyss and the brightest rainbows Dash has ever seen. Dash has just stepped up to city parties.

“Dashie Over here!” Pinkie waved to her from the crowd. Rainbow did her best to find Pinkie amongst the mob of partiers. “Good you found me. Now this tall black beauty next to me is Luna.” Luna was definitely taller than most ponies, but that wasn't what made her special. She was an alicorn. She had the powerful wings of a pegaus and the elegant horn of a unicorn.

“Hi. You must be the new racer that has Pinkie so impressed.” Luna had a charming beautiful smile. Dash blushed under her fur.

“Uhhh, hi. I’m Rainbow Dash.” She couldn’t help, but stare at such a strange pony. Such strong lustrous wings and a powerful horn to go with them. It was something other ponies wished to be. Luna wore darker cloths than the others. She wore a dark purple dress that draped over her body and sparkled whenever the light hit it. “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to stare.”

“ It’s okay for a filly to stare at a pony as hot as me.” Luna turned around in place showing each delicate trained curve in her body.Pinkie jabbed a hoof into her.

“Luny don’t tease her! Dashie, she’s just full of herself.” Dash tried looking Luna in the eyes, but her eyes kept wandering back to Luna’s wings. “Dash she’s not here to be eye candy.” Pinkie snorted a laugh “Luna’s my car supplier. I convinced her to put you on the list.”

“ Mhm I got all the best cars in Dockview. Of course I can’t offer them all to you. I’ll give you a few starters though since Pinkie likes you.” Luna pulled a cell phone out of her dress. She levitated to her mouth tapping the button with her tongue "D.J. Get down to the garage we have a brand new filly from out of town. She needs a proper introduction.”

The music died down as attention was drew to the stage “Okay party ponies. DJ P0N-3 has business. Put your hooves up for DJ Twisty Beats!” The DJ disappeared into a trap door under her stage. She was replaced with a pretty young mare with curly red hair. She tossed candy cane shaped glow sticks to the crowd.

“Let’s get twisted!” She shouts and the crowd roars with love. Being a DJ must had been sweet. She replaced P0N-3's music with something even faster and more distorted.

“Follow us Dashie.” Pinkie and Luna led Rainbow through the crowd to the back of the club. On the way there Luna made sure all ponies noticed her including Dash who was mostly jealous of her wings. They arrived at a monitor on the wall. “This will take us to the garage. Arn‘t you exited.” Dash nodded she was more preoccupied with the strange monitor. Luna turned her flank to the screen. A laser grid scanned her posterior.

“Did that thing just check your… oh it scans your cutie mark, right?” Dash asked hoping she figured it out.

“Nope it just scans your ass. The DJ that runs this place is a perv.” Luna replied. An elevator door opened up from the wall next to the monitor. The three of them got in.

Pinkie whispered to Dash “Don’t let her fool you. The scanner was her idea. Oh and your going to have to get registered for it too.” Dash just rolled her eyes.

The elevator opened and Pinkie pushed Rainbow out into the garage. Then she saw it. The biggest collection of some of the sports cars she’s always wanted; the RX-8, TTRS, 370Z, and much more.

“Don’t loose control of yourself yet. This is just the Sports series cars. You can use hmm one.” said Luna.

Dash turned back to her “What!”

“Let me explain it newbie.” The white neon maned unicorn presented herself from behind a Mazda. She had a brown earth pony with her as well. Both had musical cutie marks. The unicorn wore a white t-shirt with glowing tron lines. The earth pony wore a simple black jacket. “Your reputation and skill is registered in wanted levels which is made from adding up your bounty. When you win and drive like a badass doing it you don’t just get cash you get bounty. That adds up to your wanted level. Your currently at the bottom. The best B.A.M.F.s get to level 20 Most Wanted! All you qualify for is that little RX-8 over there.”

“Don’t I have to pay?” Dash asked. She felt she deserved cars just for being good, but never thought it would work that way.

“Oh you’ll definitely you pay us fees. It’ll just be taken out of your winnings.” The brown mare said. “My name is Octavia and I run the morning part of this establishment with my refined classical performances” She then pointed to the white unicorn “The loud and profane one runs the night shift to keep you crazy partying. Its part of how we keep money.”

“Oh Octy you never lighten up. I’m Vinyl Scratch best DJ to bless the ears of the world. Octy is just my personal slave. Aren’t you babe?” Vinyle gave Octavia a short kiss.

“I’m not a slave she mumbled” She looked back at the others “Oh we’re making a scene. I’ll uh just go back to number crunching.” She ran off before the others could say a word.

“She’s a stuck up little thing, but I love her. The lasts thing you need to know is I run Need For Speed Radio. Where I report on all the heated races and chases through a pirate broadcast. Oh and sense your registering take this.” Vinyl tossed Dash a phone. “Scan your ass then it works as your personal connection to the Loop and it's a pretty sweet smart phone.”

Dash reluctantly scanned herself. The phone now recognized her and showed her wanted rank. Rainbow Dash level 1 Speedster: No priority. Dash growled. She looked deeper into the phone's menus. Pinkie, Luna, Vinyl, and even Octavia where already in her contacts.

“So I take my car now?” Dash asked.

Vinyl shrugged “If you want to Rainbow mane .” she walked passed them into the elivator "Just don't trash or you pay extra."

“Drive off with which ever color you want I have a few other members. I know we'll me again soon.” Luna left Dash alone with pinkie as she went up the elivater with Vinyl.

Dash decided to take the white RX. She hopped in and sat there taking in the new car smell. She relaxed in the soft seats of her new vehicle. Then she was woken from her trance as she heard that shrill voice she got so used to today.

“Drive us home Dashie!” Pinkie shouted. "Don’t worry about the Porsche they’ll be safe here.”

“Wha- What! I don’t know where you live.” The annoyed Dash replied

“Then take me to your house.” Pinkie suggested.

“There is no way in hell your spending the night at my apartment!” Rainbow Dash yelled.

Pinkie didn’t mind the noise one bit. She just smiled an said “Who helped you get a new car and got you into the Loop?”

Dash groaned “Fine you get to come with me tonight.” She turned the keys in the ignition listening to the beautiful hum of the engine.

“Yay! Sleep over!” Pinkie clopped her hooves together.

. . .

Cop Story Day 1

Day 1

First Day on the Job

Welcome to Dockview, a playground for street racers. From the long winding roads and scenery of the county to the traffic of the back alleys of the city, racers have turned the whole area into their personal colosseum; racing the fastest and most powerful cars on the market. With heavy crime comes heavy police enforcement. The DVSPD, Dockview Speeder Police Department, was made just to confront these bad boys. Cops armed with top of the line cars and equipment. Nothing will stop them from busting their targets. The world's best racers versus the worlds best cops. Bad ponies and good ponies fight to conquer the dangerous roads of Dockview!

The T.V. was shut off by a purple unicorn in a police uniform. “I guess you came here because you saw the show.” She said to an orange earth pony by the name of Applejack. “Well it’s not as easy or as cool as the show makes it look. We have to risk our lives to keep this city orderly and safe! Are you ready for that?”

Applejack sat straight and looked the unicorn in the eyes. “Yes ma’am. My apple orchard was burned down by them dang racers back home. Me and the family moved here a a week ago when our relatives offered us a place to stay. This is real personal for Big Macintosh and I.”

“Big Macintosh? He’s the one Lyra approved earlier. If you're both here together, I guess I’ll just approve you too. Honestly, we don’t have room to be too picky, what with the increasing number of racers. I’m Twilight Sparkle. I’m your superior and you will answer to me.”, the unicorn said pointing to her badge. “You do know how to drive these sorts of cars right?”

“Yep! Back home in Ponyville, I was the pony who took down some of them rascals.”
Applejack boasted. “It’s why the darn punks gone went and burned down the place.”

“Great, you can start immediately. We have a spare uniform waiting in the-” Twilight was interrupted by the buzzing of her radio. She used magic to muffle it so Applejack couldn't hear the pony on the other end “Yes! Uh huh, got it.” She clipped the radio back onto her side. “Hey, actually, you can get to work right now. We’ve got a drunk in the desert that should be easy enough for a new recruit.”

“The desert? Ain’t this town on the coast line?” Applejack turned her head to the map on the wall. Twilight got up from her chair to point at locations on the map.

“Nopony knows why, but Dockview County has extreme changes in terrain for a location of it’s size.” She pointed to the lower right corner of the map. “This is the Songbird Desert. “ She raised her hoof north, “These are the Auron mountains. The roads there wind around the sides and the snow comes on pretty quick.” She dragged her hoof along the coast to the west “This whole area is the Dock View coast; just a normal coast it’s mostly cliff. The rest varies from hills, to farmland, to forests. “ She placed pointed the the most eastern part of the map. “This huge area is the city. There's hundreds of alleys and short cuts. That’s the difficult area because we're risking innocent people’s lives.”

Twilight nudged Applejack out of the chair. “Now there’s a Ford out in front. Here’s the keys. The GPS will tell you exactly where to go. Now hurry, you’ll get your badge and everything when you get back.” Twilight pushed Applejack out the door and tossed her a radio. Once in the parking lot, Applejack used the keys to find her car.

She turned on her radio " 'Scuse me Twilight, but I thought we were supposed be driving souped up mega cars.”

“You’ll get them later, now go. You won’t need anything better for this.” Applejack accepted the answer of her superior officer and hopped into her car. It was a Ford Crown Victoria, the most standard police car there ever was. Durable, classic, and rear-wheel drive. The police station was already right near edge of the desert. The drive wouldn't be too long. She followed the on board GPS to the target. The red blip on the Screen represented the driver she was after. Applejack’s surroundings seemed to shift out of nowhere. One minute she was driving along a coast line the next it was a sandy mountainous desert and eventually just a flat desert.

Twilight’s voice came in from the radio “Okay you should see the target soon. The car your driving is only equipped with nitrous nothing else. The nitrous works on an arcane engine that charges from driving fast and drifting. It fills up much quicker than the system the racers use. Your boost is to be used as a weapon against the target. You just have to use your car against there until it doesn't wo-."

Twilight’s voice was interrupted by a young male's. “Basically just beat the crap out of their car by the ramming into them a lot.”

“Spike get off of this line!” Twilight yelled. “So yeah just bash them to bits. They usually come out okay. Good luck.", Applejack took a deep breath and went in. She could see the car she was after. It was a red car so beat up she couldn’t figure out what kind of car it was. It didn’t matter she wasn’t there to analyze. Do the job as fast as possible and get out.

Applejack was familiar enough with nitrous engines to use one properly. She observed her gauges. The nitrous had already filled to the top. She tried her best to line up a shot with the swerving car. Once she had her target set she slammed the nitrous button. The nitrous on the Ford wasn’t much, but it did it’s job. Applejack smashed into the car's already dented rear.

Twilight was back on the radio “Applejack you're forgetting to turn on your siren. Once the siren is turned on your windshield’s scanners will activate and show you what condition the car is in. Just hold the horn down”, Applejack did as told pressing her hoof against the horn till the siren turned on. A light pulsed across the windshield. A large holographic meter appeared above the driver's car . Spike’s came out of the radio.

“Now that your siren is on. You should be seeing a health bar. Just ram into them until the bar is down all the way.” He clicked back off before twilight could yell at him. Applejack examined the driver's health bar. It was down to one last red piece. A turn in the road was coming up. The beaten car swung around the curve. Instead of following the target Applejack cut through the desert sands. She returned to the road next to the drunk. The drunken driver swung her car into Applejack's though it was too weak to do any real damage to the police vehicle. Applejack made confident smirk before taking the wheel and thrashing the Ford back into the pathetic excuse for a car. The health bar disappeared as the car rolled off the road destroyed.

“Well dang I wasn’t expectin’ her to go that far.” Applejack parked next to the wreckage. “Suspect taken down.” She said into the radio her smugness beaming through her tone.

“Alright just cuff her up, give her the speech, then put her in the back of car. To be honest you did that a lot faster than I thought you would. Lyra will run over how things work here when you get back.” Twilight responded.

Applejack forced open the door. The pony inside was a bit bruised, but pretty much okay. She dragged the magenta colored earth pony out from the wreckage. Applejack had already memorized the Miranda rights before applying for the job “Alrighty now. You’re under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You get the right to speak to an attorney. If you can’t afford an attorney one will be appointed to you. Do you understand the rights that have been read to you?” Applejack recited the Miranda rights as she cuffed the pony. Pony cuffs were basically shackles between the two front legs and their hind legs.

“Yeah yeah I understand. You’re not the first to arrest me.” the pony snorted at Applejack. The bruised pony had grapes and a strawberry as her cutie mark. Applejack led the mare into the back of her car and started the drive back to the station “My name is Berry Punch. You’ll be seeing me a lot.”

“I thought I said you had the right to remain silent. I reckon you should.” Applejack adjusted her rear view mirror so she could get a view of Berry’s smug little expression.

“I think this is my hundredth bust for D.U.I.. My fans get me out every time. No one would ever want the irresistible Berry in jail. You know what they call me down town? I’m the Alcoholic Queen beeyatch!” Berry boasted.

“To be honest ma’am that’s nothing to boast about and I’d rather not hear about it. Please just sit tight for the ride.” Applejack was already getting aggravated with her drunken passenger.

“ I can't be locked up! That puny little station is just a little place I like to visit now.” Applejack groaned as Berry went on. It was a long ride of listening to a drunken pony go on about herself. Applejack was grinding her teeth by the time they got back to the station. She brought Berry in through the front . Even with the cuffs ponies could still walk, but that was all they could do.

A teal unicorn officer with a lyre cutie mark was sitting in a chair waiting. “Hey Berry!” said the unicorn.

“Hi Lyra. No time to chat right now. I'll be going to my place.” Berry walked off on her own. Nopony stopped her. The just watched her as she stumbled a bit along her path.

“Is that really how y’all run things around here? Isn’t that the slightest bit unprofessional?” Applejack asked part confused and part frustrated.

“Well that’s how we deal with the regulars round these parts pardner.” Lyra said imitating Applejack's accent. “Just kidding. We only treat her like that. Her perverted little fans always pay her bail for her. I wonder why we even bother taking her In all the time. No matter how many times she drives drunk as ever she never manages to hit anyone.” Lyra chuckled to herself. “Well anyway I’m officer Lyra. Twilight told me to explain the works here to you. Just follow me to locker room so you can put on your uniform.” Applejack followed the unicorn back to the locker room where a badge and a uniform waited for her.

Applejack slid the uniform on and pinned the badge to her chest. “Okay. Now what ya got to teach me?”

“Just a few things. You already know how to bust racers so I can skip that. First I’ll explain our rankings. Then I’ll explain weapons. Then I’ll … wait no that’s all there is. So our ranking system I has 20 levels. Starting from cadet to Ultimate Enforcer.” Applejack raised her hoof. “Yes?”

“Ultimate Enforcer? Doesn’t that sound like somethin’ from a kids cartoon?” Applejack said trying to hold back a laugh.

Lyra chuckled “Maybe, we like to keep the station light hearted. Keeps stress down ya know. Kay now listen you rank up through getting merit points. You get merit points from busting as many racers as possible as fast as possible or whatever your objective happens to be. You also get them from showing some serious skills on the road. Now with each rank up and milestone on the ranking grid you get permission for a new car. Later on you’ll even get clearance for upgraded versions of weapons.” Lyra pulled out chart with diagrams displaying various bits of tech. “Which brings us to our next part.”

“Whoa, hold up for a second. I’ll never be able to understand any of that fancy mathamatic stuff.”

“Don’t worry we’re not gonna muddy the issue with any fancy mathamatics. I’m just need to tell you how they work. Now the most basic is the spike strip. We used to have some one lay a spike strip on the on coming road and hope the racer would drive over it. They got used to it over time and started dodging every single one. That’s when The Doctor developed our spike strip deployer. You press the button here.” Lyra pointed to a set of buttons not to far from the gauges. “ Then the spike strip is dropped from the back of the car. The strip immediately extends and produces spikes. I don’t understand the science stuff myself I just know it works.” Applejack nodded showing she understood. “Okay just remember the spike strip isn’t perfect anymore. They’ve developed tires the regenerate themselves somehow. We use them too. The spike strip will definitely slow them down though and cause a bit of damage.”

“Okay next is the EMP. Electro Magnetic Pulse! Now this isn’t a full blown EMP. It’s more of a mini EMP missile. It fires a a pulse into their car’s systems causing a good deal of damage, but they won’t stop the car completely unless it’s already near broken. The EMP automatically locks on to racers all you have to do is keep them in range long enough for it to fire. Once it hits they’re going to slow down a lot but their cars regain control fast so ram 'em quick” Applejack pretended to take notes. “Good the other two are simple. Hell they aren’t even actually weapons.”

Lyra brought out two more pictures. One of a Helicopter and one of a roadblock “We can call two kinds of assistance. Road Blocks and Helicopter support. Officer Ditzy Derpy is in charge of making roadblocks. She calls all the other officers in the area and they’ll make a road black as fast as possible. She makes these unbelievable fast but there's all ways a small gap in them for racers to drive through.”

“Why the heck do we leave a gap that big? Just plain sounds ridiculous.”

Lyra shrugged “Well no one can make these blocks faster than Ditzy can. Speed is just more important for these things. Now Spike is the helicopter driver for our squad. Your being paired with me, spike, and Twilight. You're real lucky because we are the best.” Lyra boasted beating her hoof against her chest.

“Really now. What rank are you two?” Applejack crossed her forelegs.

“Wellll we’re umm… rank 5 and 6” Lyra mumbled. Applejack had a short laugh. “Shut up your new! I still have seniority over you.” Lyra startled chuckling herself. “Okay whatever just stop interrupting me okay. Now Spike will watch over were each racer is going in case we lose sight. We can also request him to drop a spike strip or start bombing the road. I know it’s sounds ridiculous, but we only do it when we’re sure the road is clear. Spike will drop some explosive barrels on the road in front of the racers. It hasn’t killed anyone yet. The only problem is that we have to dodge them too. So any questions.”

“Just one. When do I get the fast super cars?” Applejack asked a bit frustrated.

“Later. Right now you only have access to Traffic control cars. Those things hit forty-eight at best. We’re gonna be going slow for a while.” Lyra seemed to be just as annoyed as Applejack.

Spike came in through their radios “ Twilight! Lyra! New girl! I found a race going down on the beaches. Come on!”

“We’re on it spike. Okay sense I’m such a nice mare I’ll let you use my Impereza that one hits sixty-five. Follow me to the garage!” Lyra immediately snapped into sprint for the garage with Applejack running behind her. When they got to the garage Lyra pointed out the car for Applejack. Lyra passed her the keys and they both hopped into their seats. Lyra’s car was a Charger SRT8. Their computers displayed three red blips on the southern coast.

The two of them fallowed their computers eventually catching up with Twilight. “Hey Twilight do we have a plan for this one?” Lyra asked.

“Not really Spike said these were a couple of low level racers. Just remember we don‘t have any weapons or roadblocks on us.” Twilight responded. She drove ahead of the others taking lead position.

“Alright Sparks!” Lyra said taking position to Twilight’s right. Applejack improvised and pulled over to Twilight’s left. It took about ten minutes of drving before spike told them they were getting close to the racers. Twilight gave the order to turn on the sirens. The road they drove on was covered in sand from the beach with a mountain towering to their right. Their targets came into view. The three racers drove convertible roadsters. The lead was yellow the other two were blue and black.

“Lyra I’ve got the yellow one. You get the blue one!” Twilight ordered before she used her nitrous to catch up with her target.

“On it Sparks!” Lyra saluted before pulling off to catch the her prey. That left Applejack with the Black racer in the middle. Applejack drove around Lyra and the blue racer. Applejack drafted her target getting closer with each second. She eyed the car’s health bar trying to figure out how much damage she would do with a ram from this range. After a few seconds she punched the nitrous thrusting her car into the racer’s rear bumper. The health bar that was previously displayed in 5 peaces went down by only one peace.

Lyra came in through the radio “Rear attacks don’t work that well kay. Slam him from the side just watch me!”. Applejack looked in her side mirrors just in time to see Lyra smash the side of her car into the blue racer pushing against the road railing.
“See that one took him down to three points! Your car is built heavy one good slam should take him out. Then you can help Sparks.” Lyra was cut off a bit when the driver slammed back into her. “Don’t worry about the driver there’s always a group of arresters behind us to capture everyone.”

“Okay I got it.” Applejack used her remaining nitrous to catch back up with her target. She pulled over on the racer’s left. Applejack swung the car to the right. She grunted as she found herself crashing into the road railing after scraping the car’s backside. She gritted her teeth as she got back onto the road. A she saw the racer drifting on the left turn in front of her. Applejack drifted the right lane afraid to crash into any oncoming traffic.

“Applejack I busted the lead! I’m going to go back and slow this guy down for you.” Twilight said from the radio.

“Nice I took mine down too. I’m coming on to help too” Lyra said catching up to Applejack.

“Thanks just make sure I’m the one who gets to take him in.” Applejack replied. She used the nitrous she gained from the drift to catch up behind the racer. She could see Lyra coming up behind her from her rear view mirror. The racer slowed down as Twilight blocked him from ahead. Applejack took the opportunity to move over to the racer’s right. Lyra blocked him off from behind. There was absolutely know way the pony could escape. Applejack smiled as she hammered the Impereza into the smaller sports car. The force thew the racer over the road rail were he crashed on the beach.

“Mission Accomplished and work is over for the day woo!” Lyra cheered. “Let’s go get a smoothie or something!”

“Umm are we sure he’s okay. He crash over the dang railing.” Applejack looked over concerned “I mean he resisted arrest and everything, but I really think we should check on the guy.”

“Applejack don’t worry about it. That’s how the job works. These guys always come out fine some how anyway. We just need to call in, tell them the job is done, and our clocks are over for today. Oh Lyra did you come up with a nickname for our new partner yet?”

“I think I’ll call her Jackie. Now make the call Sparks!” Lyra said reclining in her seat.

“Twilight reporting. We took down the racers at the beach. I do believe our shift is over.” She said proudly.

“Good work my faithful officer Twilight Sparkle. Your squad is off for the rest of the day. Your working night shifts tomorrow.”

“Thank you Chief Celestia. Okay girls I’m going to go home and change. See you all at the bar tonight around eight.” Twilight said before driving off. Lyra quickly drove away as well.

Spike came in through the radio “Oh Applejack the bar their talking about is in the city at Mirage street. I gotta go land this baby back at the station.” With nothing else to do Applejack went strait home to her aunt and Uncle orange’s home. The two lived in a mansion in the center of the city. Applejack open the large doors into the enormous living room.

“I’m home Everypony. Big Mac will be back later.” Applejack yelled. Apple Bloom, Applejack’s younger teenage sister, greeted her from the second floor railing to her right.
Applebloom had an incredibly long mane like her sister that needed to be tied up all the time with a bow. She had cutie mark of two hammers crossing each other that took her a very long time to get. She was wearing a blue t-shirt with denim pants.

“Hey Applejack cousin Orange Blossom took me shoppin’ for cloths. This fashion stuff is pretty cool sis. We even got you some cloths you might like. They’re in your bed.”
Applebloom said enthusiastically. In Ponyville none of them wore cloths, but their relative’s warned them that they’ll need cloths to fit in with Dockview.

“Thanks sis I’ll go take a look at ‘em and take a nap. I have some where to go tonight.” Applejack said climbing up the stares. Her sister went back to her room to hang out more with her cousin. Applejack went to her room and stared at the cloths on her bed. A red shirt, a red neck scarf with an apple insignia, some plain denim jeans, and a burgundy checkered jacket. Applejack smiled her sister and cousin did a pretty good job of picking cloths she liked. It wasn’t Applejack’s first time in the city so she was pretty familiar with clothing and how to put it on.

Applejack plopped onto the bed. It only took her a bit of time before falling a sleep.
She woke up later around seven thirty. Applejack stretched her legs out with a yawn. She put on her hat then the rest of her new cloths. The rest of the family were all talking in the living room.

“Hi Everypony. I’m goin’ on out. My partners want to spend some time with me.” Applejack walked passed everyone and was already on her way out the door. Her brother Big Macintosh got out his seat to leave with her too. “Why you comin’ with me Big Macintosh?”

“I real don’t like uncle Orange. Just take me with you sis.” Big Mac whispered to her.
Applejack shrugged it off an nodded.

“Well we’re leavin’ yall. We’ll be back later.” Applejack said on her way out. They got into one of their relative’s cars. Applejack took a second to look over Big Mac’s cloths before they left. A black hat similar to his sister’s along with a black shirt. “They bought you cloths too?” Applejack asked as she started the car.

“Eeyup” Big Mac replied. “It itches a bit.” Applejack snorted a laugh. She fallowed the car’s GPS to the bar Spike told her to go to. They place was deep downtown but the bar looked simple compared to all the typical city buildings around it. The bar was called Appaloosa. The two walked in to find the bar was designed a bit like their old barn. Applejack could see Lyra waving for her. The others where all sitting at table in the corner. Applejack and Big Mac sat in the the free chairs left.

“Good you made it!” Said the purple reptile that sat next to Twilight.

“Whoa. What are you? I don’t want to be rude, but I ain’t never seen anything like you before.” Applejack stared at the strange little thing. Her brother didn’t react much .

The reptile grimaced “I’m spike. The helicopter pilot who keeps you all out of trouble.”

“He’s a young dragon. Spike get’s a bit offended sometimes when ponies ask. He’s going to be out designated driver tonight.” Twilight teased dangling a bottle of beer above Spike’s head. “It’s nice to see you brought your brother with you.”

“Yeah Little Mac is pretty good with a car. Better than Jackie is.” Lyra said before taking a bottle and downing the whole thing at once. “Give me another one Pretty boy!”

A yellow pony a caramel mane brought another tray of beers. “Heres your drinks Lyra.” As he pit the tray down his attention went immediately to Applejack and her brother. “Cousin Applejack! Cousin Macintosh!”

“Braeburn I haven’t seen you in forever what are you doin’ in the city.” Applejack got up and gave her cousin a quick hug.

“I’d ask yall too the same thing. My family been running this bar sense we ran out of money for the farm.” Braebern said

“Oh ours was burned down by racers. Me and the family moved in Aunt and Uncle Orange.” Applejack looked down for a second “Nothing for anypony to get depressed about though. Come on talk with us for the night” Breabunrn looked back to his dad at the counter. He got a nod back.

“Sure that sounds fine applejack.” Brabern sat next to the his cousin. The six of them spent the night drinking and chatting up a storm. Exept for their designated driver.

Spike looked at the table while the others got drunk. “Whatever. I don’t like drinking anyway”

… …. ….

Racer Story Day 2

DAY 2

Rainbow Dash walked slowly down a darkened road. Heavy fog settled above the asphalt.The moon’s light was blocked by sheet of clouds. Dash could just barely see her own snout in front of her. Zero sound, zero visibility, zero company.

“Hello?” Dash called into the fog. Her own words were echoed back at her. Her echo scared her. It wasn’t the same. The voice was strained and distorted. It was like some sort of tortured soul taunting her. Another sound pushed its way through the fog. Whatever that sound was, Dash ran towards it. Two lights pierced through the dense fog forest. Rainbow’s muscles became paralyzed. SHHPLAT!

Dash’s eyes snapped open. She stared at her ceiling for a couple of seconds. She heard another pony breathing next to her. Dash turned onto her side to see Pinkie Pie laying next to her, smiling, “Oh god, tell me we didn’t...” She cringed as the thought went through her head.

“We didn’t,” the cheery earth pony replied, “you were having a nightmare. Luna told me about a nightmare she had once where she turned evil and tried to make it night time forever.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” the frustrated pegasus complained.

“Well, I thought it was better for you to face whatever it was. Oh, I’ll make waffles! That’ll make you feel better.” Pinkie hopped out of the bed, and went straight for the kitchen. Rainbow’s apartment was only a few steps away from a hotel room. She had a living room that doubled as her bedroom. There was also a bathroom, and a small kitchen. Dash turned on some old cartoons to get the nightmare out of her head. A couple episodes passed before Dash heard a ding from the kitchen.

“Food’s done!” Pinkie shouted. She jumped back into the bed with two plates full of fluffy, syrup-doused waffles. She gave Dash her plate and got straight to eating, “Dashie, I got some good news,” she mumbled through her stuffed mouth, “While I was cooking, I made some calls and got us a race in the city tonight,” She swallowed the waffle, “Don’t worry about running anyone over. Everypony knows to get inside when a race starts. Well we do still have the traffic to worry about.”

Dash took a bite out of her breakfast. “Thanks. Just, why are you so nice to me? You signed me up for another race, you showed me around, you got me set into the loop, and you even made me breakfast.”

“Oh, it’s no problem. I’ve been racing here for a loooong time. I just like being helpful.” Pinkie gasped. “I got a great idea! I can be your manager!”

Dash laughed, “Why would I need a manager? I can manage everything my …. actually you know what? Go for it.”

Pinkie swallowed another waffle, “Just two teensy weensy things you need to do for me.”

“Fine, what is it?” Dash groaned.

“One! You have to let me stay at your apartment whenever I want. Plus I get to raid your fridge.” Pinkie said pointing to the kitchen.

Dash rolled her eyes, “Fine. What’s the other thing?”

Pinkie leaned in close and whispered, “You have to help me find out who the mystery pony behind the loop is. If he’s even a pony. Think he could be a dog?”

Dash gagged on her food, “What! Why the hell would you want to do that?”

Pinkie shrugged, “Well, it’s a mystery. Somewhere there’s the big dog behind all this, but nopony knows who it is. I want to find him so I can throw him a huge party!”

Dash snickered, “A party? That’s it?”

“Well Maybe a few other things too,” she chuckled, “but it doesn’t matter. You in?” Pinkie raised her hoof high.

“Oh, why the hell not? I’m in!” Dash sealed the deal with a high hoof.

Pinkie convinced Rainbow Dash to go to the store with her to get some new clothes. They went to a store in the plaza district called The Red Ribbon. The store was filled with clothing styles of all kinds.

“So Dashie, what sort of clothes are you interested in?” Pinkie asked while shuffling through a rack of dresses.

“I don’t know. I’ll probably run into something I like.” Dash roamed the store looking for a section that at least interested her. Her eyes connected with something at the back of the store. She got closer to look at it. A red hooded jacket just screamed out to her. “Hey Pinkie, I found something.” The pink pony bounced over. “I want this one.”

“Great, because I found you a shirt that will go really well with that,” Pinkie pulled out a yellow shirt with a fire ball emblazoned on the front. “You like it?”

“Yeah, yeah I do. You’re paying for this right?” Dash asked, realizing she was still pretty broke. Pinkie nodded. The two made their purchase at the counter where a pair of goggles caught Dash’s attention. “Nice, let’s get this too.”

After getting dressed, it was already about time for their race. They hopped into Rainbow’s new RX and rushed through the streets. It was night; the streets were illuminated by huge TV screens and glowing signs as they drove into the neon district. They made it just in time behind the other five racers. Dash wiped the sweat from her forehead. “I thought we were going to be late … wait a second! We’re in the same car, how the hell are you going to race?”

Pinkie giggled “I forgot I didn’t have my car. We’ll just be racing together. Woo!” Dash slammed her face into the wheel with a groan. Pinkie stuck her head out the window to look at the other racers. “Ooooh, we’re racing against Rarity!”

Dash picked her head up from the wheel. “Who’s Rarity?” The other racers’ engines growled in unison. “Never mind, just tell me later.” Dash revved up the engine. The racers burned their wheels on the pavement for three seconds as they always do and once those seconds were up they all burst into the race. Rainbow Dash found herself starting in the back just like before. She tried to curve her way around the the racer in ahead of her but he blocked her off every time. She turned left he turned left; she turned right he turned right. While Dash swerved back and forth trying her best to out wit the annoying driver in front of her, pinkie was setting the race’s track on her cellphone’s GPS.

“Dashie make a right, now!” Pinkie shouted. Shocked by the sudden out burst Dash whipped the car to right with out thinking sending her straight into an alley that cut diagonally to the next street. Dash went from sixth to third almost instantly as she popped out of the ally and slid into the left lane.

"Did you know that alley was there the whole time?" Dash said as she weaved between heavy traffic, charging her nitrous to full in a mattter of seconds.

"No, I just got the whole city on my phone." Pinkie said. "We all use these as maps to help us. You really should get one. Oh an see a left turns coming up in about three more seconds." The intersection was packed with crossing drivers. With no time left for thinking Dash shifted into the right lane before sliding into her drift. The civilians slammed on their brakes as racers drifted through the intersection. Dash ground her metal against two or three of civilian obstetrical. Pinkie Pie hit the nitrous as they came out of the hazardous turn.

“Hey only I get to use th- ahhgh!” Dash was cut off when another racer rushed into her side. “God damnit. You wanna play rough, buddy! We’ll play rough!” Dash grinned and hammered her car back into the other racer.

“Oh, things are gonna get fun now!” Pinkie shouted.

“Yeah they are! This guy is going down!” Dash said as she rammed him again, forcing the other racer into oncoming traffic. “Good luck dodging!”

“Oh, not that Dashie! The cops are on us!” Pinkie pointed at a small group of police in the rear view mirror. Two of them were already handling the other racer behind her, “Remember Dash, race first, cops second!” Dash started to break out into a nervous sweat. She’d forgotten about the police part of racing since they were never a problem back home. She desperately pounded the nitrous button and blitzed through the road, making a hard right on the next intersection. One cop stayed on her while a second, driving a much less muscular car, went for the racer in second. “Dashie, if the coppers ever get to close you gotta give them a good Pinkie Ram! That's how you take out a cop and get the ultimate zoom juice.” Pinkie tapped Dash’s shoulder trying to be reassuring.

Dash tried her best to focus on the race and drafted the other cop ahead of her. The other interceptor stayed close behind Dash. The interceptor was driving a police-modified Impereza.

Dash haphazardly swerved through the traffic. Her pursuer stuck to her as if they were tethered. The cop pulled up to her left. “Dashie slam her!” Almost instinctively Dash swung into in the copper. The interceptor was pushed right into an oncoming car. They could here the crunching collision, “Lucky shot! He’ll be back though, those cop cars are tough”

“Well at least that one is out of my hair for now,” Dash said. Once again she was able to put her full focus back to the race. The second place Racer was still too distracted by the interceptor hounding him. Dash drove around the two combating drivers. The first place racer was still nowhere in sight. “Where the heck is she?” Dash shouted.

“According to my phone she’s in an alley up ahead.” Pinkie said rather plainly.

“You mean this whole time you knew where everyone was!” Dash yelled as she drifted a right turn.

“You never asked. Also that alley is coming up on your left.” Pinkie pointed to the gap between two almost glowing buildings. Like before, Dash slid her way into the alley. She used the bit of nitrous she still had to blast through to the next street. On the other end she could finally see the first place racer and the finish line flares not too far ahead. “That’s her; there’s Rarity!” Pinkie shouted. Dash smirked, but only for a second. A siren blared behind her. A short glance into the window revealed that the cop from before was back on her. Dash drafted Rarity in attempt to out run her chaser. The officer mimicked her, moving right into their line. The distance between the three grew shorter. Dash was ready to pass Rarity before the officer busted in between them.

Rarity or Rainbow? Who was going to get hit now that the enforcer had to choose? Before that decision could be made Dash was shaken by the cop being forced into her. She could see Rarity blast on through the road. Dash grit her teeth as Rarity passed straight through the finish flares. That made two losses in a row and to make it worse she still had to handle this stupid cop. Pinkie Pie was busy screwing around with her phone,”"Hey Dashie, I didn’t want to use this earlier since I thought it would be cheating, but I guess it really isn't cheating at all since we just lost anyway. So let's blast this baby!"

“Blast! What in the world are you talking about?” Dash shouted.

“I’ve got an EMP app of course! It lets my phone blast an electric pulse thing at other cars.Just drive ahead of him Dashie. Leave the shooting to Pinkie,” she said the EMP went online , “We’ve got 5 Seconds!”

“Uhh,”

“Five seconds!” Pinkie yelled as she leaned out the window to aim. Dash used the small bit of nitrous she had left to get ahead of the target. She positioned themselves right in front of the interceptor, “Almost, almost. Got her!” The cop’s car was covered in a sheet of static as it skid to a halt. Dash and Pinkie sped through the finishing flares. Rainbow slammed her hoof against the wheel.

“C’mon that’s the second race I lost. I hate losing.” She grumbled.

“Oh don’t be too mad about Dashie. I have to buy another three-hundred-ninety dollar EMP app now, but I’m still happy,” Pinkie made a ridiculously huge grin, “You’ll start winning. I know you will,” an irritating ring tone blared from Pinkie’s seat, “Oh it’s Rarity. Gimme a sec Dashie. Hi Rarity! You did awesome. My new friend isn’t too exited about it though. … You want us to meet you at the Roundtown Brew? Sure we’ll be right there! Bye.”

Dash sighed, “Just show me where it is and we’ll go. I want to see the pony that beat me this time.”

The two came to a small, peaceful coffee shop near the county mountain ranges. The inside was painted warm colors reminiscent of chocolate. The relaxing aroma of boiling coffee beans made the place feel cozy like a loving home. Dash followed Pinkie to the brightest corner of the room. A white coated unicorn with an expertly curled purple mane sat at the table.

Dash and Pinkie Pie sat next to the unicorn, “Hi!” Pinkie said as she rushed the unicorn with a hug,

Dash folded her hooves, “So you’re Rarity?”

“Why yes, I am the one and only Rarity, and hello Pinkie” the unicorn greeted as she flipped her hair, “so, who are you darling?”

“I am Rainbow Dash, speedster of Ponyville!” She mimicked Rarity’s hair flip, “ I just want to you to know I would have won if the stupid cops didn’t get in the way.”

“Oh, really now? Then how about the three of us have race tomorrow if your so sure your better than me.”

“Wow two of my best friends racing! That sounds amazing! Can I bring balloons?” Pinkie pulled a bouquet of balloons from underneath the table.

“Uuuh … sure Pinkie. You can bring balloons.” Rarity said as she looked under the table.

“I’ll take that challenge. I’m just having a bad start. Tomorrow you’ll both see what I’m made of!” Dash boasted

“I’d hope you’re made of something good then. Pinkie and I don’t get a good challenge very often. Now Rainbow, what can you tell me about yourself?” Rarity leaned forward, “It’s not often I see a pony with such a colorful mane.”

Rainbow took a second of thought before answering, “Well, when I was a kid I was always into flying races. When I got a bit older I got interested in my dad’s cars. So I started looking up stuff about cars all the time. One day it came to me. Combine cars and racing! That’s how I learned about NASCAR, but that was way too boring. So I figured I’d find some of the other kids that were into cars as much as me, and we’d race through the roads. We did that for a good five years until I was old enough to move out. Yep, I pretty much created racing in Ponyville.”

Rarity took a sip of coffee, “So you do have experience. I’ve never been to Ponyville before. I’ve heard it’s rather bucolic in terms of fashion, such a pity. I’d go there just to give them all some proper clothes, but my father won’t let me make any trips like that.”

“We don’t need your clothes. We get along just fine naked,” Dash grumbled

“Oh, did I strike a nerve? I don’t mean to belittle anypony, but honestly the lack of style is just sad. Style and flair is actually how I got into this sport. I received an absolutely magnificent car for my sixteenth birthday. It just wasn’t magnificent enough, so I got the grand idea to give it my own personal paint job. I made that car as fabulous and radiant as any vehicle could ever be.Then the problem was showing it off. Normal driving wasn’t enough to present the quality of my art, but when I raced through the beautiful county roads it was graceful. In short, I race for art. Also it annoys my mother. Don’t ask about her,” Rarity said as she took another sip of coffee.

Pinkie started slamming her hooves on the table. “Oooh ooh me next! Let’s see. When I was in high school everyone thought I was super duper awesome. The other kids said the awesomest thing I could do was steal the Principal's car and race with it. Then they’d all throw a huge party after I won. So I did it and I’ve been racing ever since.”

“That simple huh? You really are crazy. Gimme a sec, I’m going to order something,” Dash waved to the nearest waitress. “Hey! Can you get me a hot chocolate? Thanks.”

“Right away,” the pony replied with a feather-soft voice. After a few minutes she was back with the drink, “Here’s your hot chocolate. Please leave a tip … you don’t have to, but we really appreciate it.” The waitress was a yellow pegasus. Her mane was Pinkie with streaks of black died into it.

Dash took a quick sip, “Thanks. Hey just asking. Whats up with the black?”

“Honestly it’s just dreadful. It doesn’t go with the rest of your colors at all. Besides, gothic is a horribly depressing style,” Rarity added.

The pegasus hid her face behind her hair, “Well it usually stops people from talking to me. I guess it’s not working anymore. Pardon me, but I have to get to the other customers.”

Pinkie pulled the waitress into a seat. “Nope, you’re sitting with us. I know the manager; he’ll be fine. Now, what’s your name?

The pegasus tilted her head up just enough for the others to look her in the eyes. “Flu-Fluttershy. Can I please go back to work?”

“Oh come on. Do you really feel like working that much? Just relax. Meeting new people is nice. I just moved her and I already got one friend and there’s this unicorn girl.” Dash pointed at Rarity.

“Remind me to call you that pegasus from now on,” the unicorn girl replied.

Fluttershy waved a bit of hair away from her face,“Okay. If I really have to. My shift ends in half an hour anyway.”

Rainbow and the others spent their time trying their best to coax Fluttershy into conversation. She talked a bit, but never as much as they hoped. Once Fluttershy’s shift ended she left from the table, insisting that she needed to catch her bus. A bit later the others decided it was time to go home as well.

“Farewell pegasus. I’ll take Pinkie home tonight. I could only imagine how unbearable dealing with her all day must be,” Rarity said as she pushed Pinkie Pie into the back seat.

“I’m not a bear!” Pinkie shouted through the window.

“Au revior pegasus.” Rarity said before driving off into the night.

“Sayonara unicorn.” Dash mumbled. On her way driving back home, Dash noticed a lone pegasus at a bustop. “Fluttershy,” she said to herself. She pulled over, “Fluttershy, what in the world are you doing out here alone? It’s cold.”

“I well … missed my bus. I’m waiting for the next one.” Fluttershy was wearing a black jacket; she used the hood to cover most of her face. “Please don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. I have a jacket, see.”

Dash popped open the passenger door. “Come on. I’ll give you a ride home. I’m not taking no for an answer you know.”

“But you just met me. You don’t have to do anything for me. Just go on, I’ll be okay.” Fluttershy said, taking small steps back from the car.

“Do I need a reason to help someone? Now get in already, I can see your legs shivering.” Dash gestured for her to get in.

“That’s me being nervous,” Fluttershy mumbled, “Fine, if you insist, but you can’t take me to my dorm. If the other girls see someone dropping me of, they’ll start nasty rumors again.” She reluctantly got inside next to Dash.

“Sure, I had a bunch of problems with stupid rumors back in high school. So, do you want to stay at my house or something? I can’t think of anywhere else to take you.” Dash said as she pulled of the curb.

Fluttershy stared into the darkness outside the window, “Oh no. I couldn’t do that I just met you. I really have no idea what sort of person you are … no offense.”

“None taken. Should I take you to a motel or something instead. I don’t have any money on me to pay for it.” Dash said, “Hmm now that I think of it I don’t have any gas money. Meh I should be fine.” She mumbled.

Flutter shy checked her pockets, “Neither do I, sorry.”

“Then we have two options Fluttershy. One: I take you to your dorm and some stupid rumors might start. Two you try your luck at my house. Come on what’s the worst I could do?”, thoughts rushed through Dash’s head, “Don’t answer that.”

Fluttershy looked over to dash, “Well I guess I can risk spending the night with you. I could never handle what the girls might say.” or two

Dash chuckled, “Don’t worry about them or me. It’s fine.s fine. Won’t be the first time I had a mare I just met over. It’ll be like a sleep over”.

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