Your Kiss is Sweeter Than a Pie (Drabble #1)
It started with a simple peck on the cheek, which was something that Rainbow Dash didn’t expect. However, Dash was feeling down in the dumps, and that quick peck on the cheek made her feel just a tiny bit better… or did it?
The stallion sitting across from her, named Soarin, was a little bit preoccupied at the moment. Said Pegasus was busy munching on a slice of apple pie, and he was so lost in the sweet, delicious taste that he didn’t notice Dash trying to get his attention.
“Soarin,” she said before clearing her throat and raising her voice a few decibels. “Hey, Soarin! Earth to Soarin, can you hear me?”
Startled by her loud tone of voice, Soarin put down his slice of pie on the plate in front of him and stared at his marefriend, blinking in confusion. “What’s up, Rainbow Dash?” he asked.
“Did you kiss me on the cheek?” she asked with a smirk.
Soarin chuckled. “Maybe,” he replied, winking at her. “Why? You got a problem with that, Dashie?”
“No no, not at all,” Dash said with a chuckle. “I just wasn’t expecting that. Nopony had ever kissed me on the cheek before.”
“Damn, that’s kinda sad.” Soarin frowned as he gazed into his marefriend’s rosy eyes. “Y’know what?”
“What?” she asked, one eyebrow raised in confusion.
“I’m thinking back to that kiss you gave me at my locker yesterday,” he said with a smirk.
“Really?”
“Yup, and you know what?”
“What?”
“I liked it- no, I loved it.”
Dash’s eyes widened at what she had just heard. Her cheeks flushed a light shade of pink as she stared at him with a stunned expression. “You, uh, you what?” she asked nervously, biting her lip and averting her gaze.
“I loved that kiss you gave me,” he replied. “You’re uh, you’re not, you know, embarrassed about it, are you?”
“I’m a little flustered,” she said before letting out a sigh. “I didn’t think you’d like it that much.”
“Heh, why not?”
“Because you’re a totally awesome stallion!” Dash covered her mouth with her hooves after realizing that she had been too loud, and some nearby Bolts could’ve heard her.
“Relax, nopony is here,” he said, laughing a bit. “C’mon, look at me.”
Slowly, Dash turned her attention towards Soarin and cleared her throat before speaking again, much softer this time. “Eh, sorry,” she said. “Was I, uh, too loud?”
“A little bit,” he replied. “But don’t worry about it. Now, as I was saying, I really loved your kiss yesterday, and I just want you to know, that, uh, you know…”
“What is it?”
“I just want you to know that, uh, your kiss is, uh, sweeter… than a pie.”
“Huh?”
“I said your kiss is sweeter than a pie.”
“Really?” Dash grinned wide, clearly not expecting him to say that.
“Yeah!” Soarin replied, matching the grin on the cyan mare’s face. “Your kiss is sweeter than a pie. I mean it.”
“Aww, that’s the most awesome thing I’ve ever heard!” Dash said, jumping up from her seat and flying across the table to kiss her stallion’s lips. “But, uh, aren’t you going to finish your pie?”
“Nah, screw the pie,” he replied, tossing the plate onto the floor. “All I want is you.”
“I want you too,” she said, wrapping her forelegs around his neck. “But there’s one thing I want you to do first.”
“And what’s that?”
“You need to clean the pie off the floor, big guy.”
Working Out the Tension (Drabble #2)
“This is so awesome!” Rainbow Dash said to herself while grinning with delight. The cyan Pegasus was sitting on her bed in her cloud home, her nose buried in one of her favorite books. The story was about none other than Daring Do, an adventurous Pegasus that was always on the run. One thing that Dash liked about this imaginary pony was that she was just like her: adventurous, fierce, and unstoppable.
The rainbow maned pony was so lost in reading the page in her book that she didn’t notice an unexpected weight on her mattress. Startled, she dropped her book and looked towards the end of the bed, only to see her stallion sitting there with a weary expression plastered on his face.
“Hi, Rainbow Dash,” he greeted his marefriend with a weak smile.
“Soarin, what the hay is going on?” Dash asked before letting out a groan. “Don’t tell me you hurt yourself again. That’s like the third time this week!”
Soarin chuckled. “No no,” he said. “I didn’t hurt myself again, but I really need your help.”
“With what?”
“I, uh, have a problem with my back and wings. I feel like I’m really tight, even though I’m not literally tangled up in a knot.”
Dash couldn’t help but laugh. “Ah, you see, there’s no such thing as being literally tangled up in a knot,” she said before clearing her throat. “But, uh, you said you’re really tight? That is a problem then.”
“You’re telling me!” Soarin lay down on his front, letting out a groan. “I need somepony to uh, you know,” he stuttered. “Work out the, uh, tension in, uh, my back and wings.”
“So you want me to help you?” she asked with a smirk.
“Uh, yes… if you, uh, don’t mind.”
“Not at all.” She smiled at him and placed a pillow beneath his chin. “Here’s something you don’t know about me,” she said, looking down at him. “I work as a spa pony at the Ponyville Day Spa.”
“Really?” he asked, looking up at her with a grin. “Wow, that’s really cool.”
“Hehe, thanks… it helps me earn some extra bits.” She ran a hoof through his mane, making the stallion blush. “Now,” she said, clearing her throat. “Are you going to shut up and let me take care of you? Or do you want me to leave you here with tight muscles?”
“I came here to get loosened up, so I’ll shut up and let you do the work now,” he said with a chuckle.
“That’s what I thought you’d say,” she said, standing up from the bed. “Move up so you’re actually on the bed. No hanging off the edge, big guy.”
Soarin rolled his eyes and moved further up the mattress, sighing as she sank his face into the soft, fluffy pillows. Dash smiled as she watched him relax, her hoof reaching into her bedside table drawer to grab a tube of massage oil. Squirting the oil onto her hooves, she carefully pressed them into her stallion’s back, slowly and tenderly massaging his tight muscles.
“Ohhh…” he exhaled, closing his eyes in bliss. The feeling of Dash’s strong and steady hooves massaging his stiff, tense muscles was so relaxing. It felt like he could drift off to sleep right here and right now.
“Hehe… you’re really tight, Soarin,” she said, hearing him groan as she continued the massage. “You really need to take better care of yourself. There’s so many tight muscles in your back and wings, and it makes me feel so, so bad for you.”
“Why’s that?” he asked, letting out a gasp as she hit a tender spot.
“Because I can tell that you have not been taking proper care of yourself,” she replied. “You have so many knots back here, Soarin. Now… why don’t I do something about that?”
“Shouldn’t I do something about it? It’s my back-“
“No, you’re not going to do anything about it but just relax and let me take care of it.” Dash smirked. “Now shut up, and let me continue my job,” she said. “Or else I’ll stop and leave you alone. How does that sound, huh?”
Soarin gulped. “Alright,” he said. “I’ll shut up now. Keep going. Don’t stop.”
“That’s what I thought,” she said with a chuckle, and the cyan Pegasus immediately got back to work.
