Mine Name Across The Multiverse

Twilight opened her eyes, and she could see nothing but darkness. It felt like she was sinking, unable to move her body, and she couldn't tell how far down she was going.

She tried to use her magic but couldn't.

"What's going on here?"

It was getting darker all around her as she fell deeper into whatever she was. She was getting scared and couldn't move or do anything.

"Someone, anyone! Help!"

Then, as she was about to give up, a white light appeared. The light grew more significant, and a female Alicorn humanoid figure appeared.

The light reached out to her, and with a flash of light, Twilight found herself standing in an odd-looking town, but it felt familiar to her.

"Where am I?"

Before she could look around, she felt someone crashing into her at high speeds and landing themselves into a puddle of mud.

"Nng..."

It was all Twilight could say as she felt her whole body in pain. She wanted to kill whoever crashed into her, and not that but getting her mother's rainbow jacket covered in mud. She felt whoever was on top of her getting off and laughing in a worried and nervous tone, but Twilight swore she knew that voice.

"Uh, 'scuse me?"

Twilight grumbled in annoyance, sitting up now but freezing in who she had seen before.

"...can't be...you are dead..."

Standing there, looking worried, was Rainbow Dash, or Tiny Wings, as she called her, for having small wings. One of her friends and someone she loved very much and had thought had died. But her friend was standing there, alive, wearing a purple jacket and runner outfit, but her face was the same.

"You kept your-"

Her friend flew off and quickly returned with a grey cloud and spoke. "Lemme help you." Dash starts to hop on it, making the clouds rain all over Twilight and getting the mud off, but in doing so, it gets her all wet. Dash realizes this, and she falls backward on the cloud, laughing her ass off. "Oops, I guess I overdid it."

Twilight was too stunned to care about being soaked to the bone and her bangs covering her eyes. All she cared about was that her dear love was alive again.

"Tiny Wings!" Twilight jumped Dash, who landed near her and started hugging her.

Suddenly, Twilight felt a sharp pain in her head, and she placed a hand over it to try to calm it. An intense headache had hit her, but why was she suddenly having one? She had no idea, and as she thought about it, she opened her eyes and could see herself somewhere else now. She wasn't holding on to Dash—well, she was, but she looked more like Dawn's race, with no pony ears and brown hair. They were in someone's bedroom, and both were on the bed, holding each other. Twilight wasn't sure what was happening, but she felt her heart beating as she listened to this Dash.

"I can't ever think of a world without you!" shouted human Dash as tears formed in her eyes. "You are always bringing out the good in everyone! Something I can never do! You're always there to help and bring everyone together! You bring a smile to everyone's faces! You are not a coward! Please, don't say that. You are a spark within our friendship...I-I..I-I..."

Twilight could see the poor human Dash struggling to say something and giving up. Dash quickly let her go. She jumped out of bed and looked for something under it until she found a white box. Human Dash handed it to her.

"This is a present," said Dash as she looked away, a vast red blush across her face. "It's for your birthday, but I think you need it now more than later."

Twilight felt a sharp pain in her head as everything around her started to static and glitch out. She saw a flash of a memory of her and Dash sitting on a cloud, looking at a photo of Dash. Then she felt her hands moving on their own and opening the box. She could see her mother's rainbow jacket...until it glitched to a red jacket. She took it out of the box and turned it around, seeing a purple star.

"AH!"

Twilight suddenly felt a joint in great pain, almost falling forward, but she caught herself. She dropped the jacket on the bed and could see it glitching and flickering between the red and rainbow jackets—and a white one?

"What's going on? Why is my head hurting so much!?"

She had hoped that human Dash would have given her answers, but when she looked up for her, Twilight realized she was in a new place...well, back in the darkness, but she could see the bright light again and whoever was in it.

"Keep hope alive!" said the white glowing female figure as she reached out to Twilight.

Something in Twilight made her reach out to it, and their hands touched. Suddenly, Twilight could feel a massive force of emotions filling her, but the most prominent ones were love and happiness. She didn't know why she was feeling these and why her head was killing her, but for some reason, she felt that everything would be okay and the pain would stop.

"No matter how much pain, anger, or sorrow you feel, it will be alright. Just let it all out; don't keep it bottled up."

Twilight looked up at the strange light, hearing what it said. She wanted to say something but couldn't. The light pulled her closer and whispered something to her.

"Just know my host, that no matter what, we are here for you and love you dearly. No matter how much you change in each rewrite, you always bring out the best in others and keep hope alive, and I will never judge your actions, only give the best advice. I know the story draft you will be written into, but just like life, it's uncertain and has a lot of twists and turns. Even though the path is unknown, it's still worth going through and seeing where you end up this time."

Twilight could see the darkness becoming nothing but pure whiteness, engulfing her and the light.

"So please, no matter how bad it gets or how painful the outcome is, keep hope alive and don't give up! Because, this time, I know your dream of a happy ending is in sight." The figure cried as she continued. "I'm sorry. Sorry for putting all my hope into you. It will be an onerous burden, but it's like you said. Putting all your hope into someone's hands and seeing them struggle is hard, but you will prevail. And I do not doubt that you will finally make it."

The whiteness surrounded Twilight, making her feel numb, but it felt good and peaceful. Her eyes got heavy, and she soon fell asleep, not knowing what would happen next.

"So, let's begin the last rewrite. Let's get this story started. The real final story and a true happy ending have been a long time coming."

Twilight's body floated as a white star, surrounded by rainbow stars, appeared before her.

"Because she's waiting for us. Where everything started..."

Sunlight started to creep through a bedroom window, and Twilight stirred in her sleep, not wanting to wake up yet. She snuggled into the covers of the bed, enjoying the warmth.

"Just five more minutes, Mom," mumbled Twilight, feeling the sunlight hitting her face. "Please."

As the sunlight moved onto her closed eyes, her eyes fluttered open. She could feel her hair covering her face, so she sat up and pulled her messy hair out of the way, yawning. She was half asleep as she sat at the edge of the bed, scratching her side as she stretched, letting out another loud yawn. She remembered a weird dream but couldn't remember it, no matter how hard she tried.

"Odd...I can't remember what I dreamt of."

Before she could keep thinking about it, her nose caught a wonderful smell from the kitchen. The aroma made her mouth water, and her stomach growled. She was starving, and the smell was driving her insane.

"Mmmm, what's that wonderful smell? Did Dawn order breakfast today?"

Twilight stood and walked out of the bedroom that wasn't hers. Since she was still half asleep, she didn't catch that she was in someone's house as she walked down the hall. She was not even thinking how there were stairs as she continued, following the wonderful smell.

"Oh, man! Dawn, what place did you order that wonderful food from?"

Twilight walked into the kitchen, seeing eggs, sausage, bacon, pancakes, toast, orange juice, and coffee on the table. She sat down at the table, feeling her stomach growling, wanting all the food. Before she could eat, she heard a female's voice behind her.

"Hey, morning? How are you feeling?"

Twilight placed a bit of everything on her plate. "Pretty hungry."

"Yeah, I can see that," laughed the voice, making Twilight look at them, finally realizing it.

A blonde teenage girl was leaning on the sink and wiping her hands. She looked amazed as she watched Twilight looking back at her in shock.

"Wow! I still can't believe another hybrid human pony lives in my universe!" she placed the towel on her shoulder and put her hand under her chin, so deep in thought. "No, you must be from another universe. You fell from the sky, and not only that, but you were-"

Twilight quickly stood up, knocking the chair over and her horn glowing bright, placing her magical aura around the teenager. She pinned her against the wall, glaring at her.

"Who are you, and where am I?"

"Woah, hold up! You're in my universe, and I won't hurt you!"

Twilight looked around, trying to sense any danger, but all she sensed was this girl and no one else. She didn't drop her guard as she started eating the breakfast she was about to eat.

The girl wasn't fighting back; she was watching Twilight eat the meal she had made for them.

"I guess you are pretty hungry, and I understand why you are acting like this. You are in a new universe and shouldn't lower your guard around anyone."

Twilight continued to eat the delicious breakfast, and her stomach was content and happy when she was finished. She stood up and looked at the teenage girl, seeing her smile at her. Twilight used her magic to pull the girl toward and spin around in the air as she looked over the body.

"You don't have pony ears or a tail...but you look like Dawn's race," answered Twilight, still keeping the girl in the air. "How old are you? fourteen?"

"Yup. I'm a human," answered the girl as she crossed her arms. 'Well, half-human, I guess.' She thought, but suddenly heard the comment. "Hey! I'm nineteen!"

Twilight blinked, then started to laugh. "Are you joking? You look too short to be that old!"

The teen blushed. "S-Shut up!"

Twilight couldn't sense any magical energy or threat from the human girl, so she lowered her to the ground, letting her go. She then walked past the girl and to the backdoor, looking outside. It was an ordinary backyard and a more normal surrounding neighborhood that she could see over the fence. She returned her attention to the girl who was pouring herself some OJ.

"You said your universe, right? So I ended up here because of-" Twilight stopped. She looked down, touched her chest and started to freak out. "Where is it!? WHERE THE FUCK IS IT!?"

Twilight started to madly search around the kitchen, searching for what she had somehow lost: her rainbow jacket.

"Hey! Calm down, what are you doing!?" asked the girl as she rushed over to Twilight, seeing her going crazy.

"MY JACKET!"

The girl looked confused. "Jacket?"

"Yeah! A jacket! Where the hell is it!?" Twilight stopped searching and glared at the girl. "You have it, don't you! I woke up in your house, so you took it off me! Didn't you!"

"Woah, hold on. I have no clue what the hell you are talking about!" She raised her hands, waving them in the air, showing she wasn't hiding anything.

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" screamed Twilight, feeling tears coming.

The girl could see Twilight was getting emotional, meaning the jacket must have some form of sentimental value, and she knew the feeling.

"Please, tell me. Where is it!? Please..." Twilight collapsed on her knees, crying. "It's my mother's, and it's the only thing I have left of her."

The girl slowly approached her and kneeled, rubbing her back. "Hey, calm down. Listen to me, okay?"

Twilight quickly faced her, her eyes glowing with powerful magical energy. She placed her aura around the girl again and slammed her against the wall but with great force, making it crack a bit. She grabbed the girl's cyan shirt, then made a fist.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS MINE JACKET, ASSHOLE! I KNOW YOU TOOK IT!"

Twilight spun her body, making the girl's body follow that motion around her, and tossed the girl through the wall on the other side of the kitchen. The girl crashed into the living room and broke a table. Twilight jumped through the hole in the wall and walked toward the girl, who was groaning and trying to sit up.

"Tell me where the hell you put it, and I won't break any more of your bones, little girl!"

The girl rolled on her stomach and looked up at her.

"Hey! I told you I'm not that short!" she stood up and dusted herself off like nothing had happened, shocking Twilight. "Man, my folks are going to kill me! Look what you did to my freaking house! I'm glad I was the only one here, or they would have killed me and you."

Twilight was unsure what was going on. The girl should at least be in pain after getting tossed through a solid wall and crashing a glass table; that was when Twilight realized it. There were no signs of damage or bleeding.

"What the hell is going on? You should be bleeding or something."

The girl returned her attention to her, acting a bit confused until she realized herself.

"Oh yeah, well, like I said, I'm human, ...but the other half is-"

Suddenly, a voice could be heard in the living room, causing Twilight to search for it.

"Dashiell, are you okay? My alarm system went off when the wall was blown apart."

The girl known as Dashiell looked up at the ceiling. "SPIKE? I'm fine, but remember the hybrid girl I found? Well, she lost something and blamed me for- WHOA!"

Dashiell quickly dodged the sofa as it was tossed at her and destroyed the flat-screen TV that hung on the wall. Twilight looked up, trying to see what the Dashiell was looking at, but she saw nothing.

"Who the fuck are talking to!? Where are they!?"

Dashiell quickly hid behind the smaller sofa, breathing like crazy. She could tell this girl would be a problem if she didn't calm down and didn't need the cops to show up.

"SPIKE is an AI! He was made to watch the house and service it. He's a program, alive, but he won't hurt you! Right, SPIKE?"

A hologram appeared before them, making Twilight jump. It was a purple and green baby dragon but a projection, not a solid person.

"Yeah, that's me," replied the hologram dragon, waving at Twilight. "And I will ask you to stop destroying my creator's daughter's home. Her grandkid isn't a danger to you unless-" He tipped his head as Twilight poked her finger in his face, surprised to see projection magic and the dragon plushie she had years ago being real in this universe. "Unless you keep this up, Dashiell will be forced to fight back, and you won't be safe anymore."

Twilight gave SPIKE a weird look and then back at Dashiell, who was peeking her head out from behind the couch.

"Are you making a joke or something? Her? Fighting back?"

Twilight started to laugh her ass off as she fell on her ass and pointed at Dashiell. "This short girl is going to fight me? Ah-hah-hah-hah-HAHAHAHA!"

Dashiell became red as she quickly walked out from behind the sofa. "Hey! Why are you laughing!? I can hold my own in a fight! SPIKE is telling the truth! If you don't stop, I will beat you, and you will know never to mess with me!"

"Ha, yeah, okay. Keep dreaming, short stack."

Dashiell got annoyed. She started to do some warm-ups.

"Okay, you ask for it now! I'll show you how tough and cool I am!"

Twilight stood and crossed her arms, not amused by what she heard. "Tough?" She remembered checking Dashiell's body back in the kitchen and hardly seeing any muscles on her. "Please, you look like someone who never lifted any weights in their life! And cool?" she chuckled. "More like a big dork! You don't even look or act cool, so don't try."

Dashiell finished her warm-ups and took a runner's stance. She narrowed her eyes at Twilight. "You ever heard of the old saying? Never judge a book by its cover."

Before Twilight could say anything, Dashiell dashed forward with fantastic speed. Still, Twilight could see her moving with ease and could dodge her attack, so she moved out of the way, letting Dashiell fly toward the wall, but was shocked to see her landing on the wall and jumping back toward her with more speed than before. This made Twilight quickly dodge her kick.

"Woah! Hey, how are you doing that?"

"I'm just warming up," said Dashiell, smirking at Twilight as she landed on the floor and two slime pillars burst out of her blue shirt, forming into blue wings with yellow feathers. She quickly turned around, rocketing toward Twilight, tackling her through the living room window and up to the grey skies.

Twilight was shocked to see how this girl had wings and was flying. "What the hell!? Are you a Pegasus!?"

"A bit! But the rest of me is-HEY!" Dashiell couldn't finish as she felt Twilight kneeing her in the stomach as they flew further up into the sky. "Stop it! That hurts!"

"GOOD!" yelled Twilight, elbowing her in the back.

Twilight didn't hold back, and Dashiell could feel the pain, which was rare for her. It took a lot to make her feel something, meaning this girl could easily beat her, which wasn't good.

"Look, let's stop!"

Twilight looked down and glared at her. "Fuck no! You stole my mother's jacket!"

"I DIDN'T! WE FOUND-UGH!?"

Dashiell was shocked to feel her neck being placed in a headlock and feeling a powerful punch going into her side. She could tell the force had magic behind it.

"STOP LYING, YOU FUCKING DIPSHIT! GIVE IT BACK, OR I WILL CRUSH YOUR SCRAWNY ASS!"

"I'm not lying!" yelled Dashiell, trying to pry the arm off.

Because of the headlock, Dashiell couldn't fly straight anymore and soon nosedive back to the house below. Dashiell tried to get free as she could see the upcoming ground.

"Please, let go, and I can explain everything!"

"NO, GIVE IT BACK! STOP LYING!"

"PLEASE! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!"

But it was too late. They crashed back into the house's front yard, leaving a small crater.

As the dirt dust settled, the grey skies started to rain. The rainfall hit the crater, making it muddy. Within the crater, Twilight pinned Dashiell on the muddly ground, punching her in the face, but Dashiell kicked her off and landed on her. She tried to keep Twilight down and wanted to calm her down.

"Listen to me! I didn't take your jacket! I found you without it on the ground when you fell from the sky! Please, listen!"

"LIAR!"

Twilight pushed Dashiell to the side, and the two rolled around the mud, getting more covered. Twilight kept hitting her as she tried to grab and pin her down.

"Please, calm down! Let's talk! Stop!"

"GIVE IT BACK, YOU THIEF!"

Dashiell somehow got on Twilight's back and tried to place her hands under Twilight's arms, trying to disable the use of her arms, but because Twilight kept moving around, Dashiell's hands ended up somewhere else, and that was on Twilight's ample chest. The fighting stopped as Twilight became red in the face.

"WHAT THE HELL, YOU PERVERT! GET OFF ME!"

Twilight jumped backward to the ground, landing on top of Dashiell, but Dashiell wasn't letting go and instead squeezed the two breasts harder, making her scream.

"SORRY, BUT I'M TRYING TO HOLD ON, AND MY HANDS FELL ONTO YOUR-OH, SHIT, SORRY!"

Dashiell was also blushing. She didn't mean to grab Twilight's chest like that, but she wouldn't lie to herself, giving a slight squeeze.

"They are as big as Sonata's chest! So soft, too!"

Twilight couldn't believe this fighting had become something so perverted as she felt her boobs being squeezed harder.

"GET OFF ME, YOU PERV ASSHOLE!"

"I'M SORRY! BUT LISTEN, I DIDN'T-OW!"

Dashiell was slammed into the ground again, but this time, Dashiell pushed off the ground with her wings. She slammed Twilight face-first back into the muddy ground, and for the first time, Twilight was tired.

"Damn it..." Twilight whispered, breathing hard and blushing more as she felt her breast being groped.

Dashiell could feel Twilight had finally calmed down but crawled out of the crater and collapsed on the wet grass as the rain finally stopped. Because of this, Dashiell could finally let go of Twilight's chest, but she stayed on top of her as she was worn out from their battle.

"Nng..."

Dashiell heard the hurt moan under her. She quickly stood up and saw Twilight on the ground, covered in mud. Dashiell chuckles sheepishly as she hears Twilight grumbling. For some reason, Dashiell hurried to the side of the house and returned with a garden hose. She asked SPIKE to turn it in, which he did. Soon, water blasted out and hit Twilight's body, causing her to scream.

"COLD!"

Dashiell ordered SPIKE to stop it, and the water quickly stopped, making it drip from the nozzle. Dashiell watched as Twilight sat up, her bangs covering her eyes and her clothes soaking wet to the bone.

"Oops, I guess I overdid it."

Dashiell suddenly froze as she felt her head hurt. She dropped to her knees and felt like laughing, but she stopped mid-laugh. Why would she laugh at something she caused? And why did she even do that to the poor girl in the first place?

"Fucking dick!" Twilight screamed, standing up and feeling cold.

"Look at what you did to me! And now you are laughing!? Fuck you!"

"I'm sorry...I don't know what came over me. It's not funny."

Twilight didn't buy it. She marched up to the girl, grabbed her by her blue shirt, and lifted her. "If I weren't already worn out from before, I would be beating your ass right now!" She watched as the girl gulped loudly. For some odd reason, Twilight felt like she had been through this before. She let her go and tried to keep warm. "Whatever..."

Dashiell sighed, relieved that her face wouldn't be punched in, and spoke to her since she had finally calmed down.

"Look, I didn't take your jacket, okay? We found-"

"We?" Twilight asked, looking at her.

Dashiell nodded. "My friends and little sisters. We found you last night during the meteor shower. You crashed in my Aunt's apple field."

Twilight gave her a cold stare, hoping this menacing glare would make Dashiell speak the truth, but she couldn't tell if the girl wasn't fazed by or was indeed telling the truth. With nothing else to go than believing her, Twilight finally gave in.

"Okay, fine. I believe you..." Dashiell smiled, but that smile soon turned into a frown as Twilight kept her menacing glare at her. "For now! I don't fully trust your ass! If I find out you did take it, I will end you, got it?"

Dashie nodded her head in disappointment. "Sure, sure. Anyway, come on. I can see you are cold and need a warm shower. Let's head back inside..." She turned around but saw the damage that they had done. "Man, I'm so freaking grounded..."

Twilight sighed. She felt terrible about what she had done to the house, but her ego and lone-wolf attitude wouldn't let her admit it. She followed Dashiell back into the house, which was a wreck. The kitchen and living room had huge holes in the walls and many broken things. Dashiell sighed heavily and told Twilight to follow her upstairs. Twilight followed her, and she was led to a bathroom.

"Here. You can shower here, and I'll wash your clothes to get them clean. The towels are on the shelves, and I'll be right back with a change of clothes for you."

Twilight said nothing as Dashiell walked past her. But Twilight quickly grabbed her and pushed her inside of the bathroom. She locked the door and glared at her.

"Yeah, not trusting you, dork."

Dashiell fell into the bathtub and sat in it with her legs sticking out. "What? Why not? What the hell, man?"

"Because I don't trust you enough to leave the room," explained Twilight. "How don't I know you will sneak in while I'm defenseless as I'm taking a shower, or your weird dragon will do something to me? Yeah, no, I'm not letting you out of my sights yet."

Dashiell couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Are you fucking kidding me!? I'm not going to do anything! Why are you so..." She stopped talking, and her face became red as Twilight took off her wet black shirt. Dashiell started to panic. "Why are you stripping!?"

"To take a shower, genius," said Twilight, dropping the shirt and working on her pants. "You should do the same as well. Your clothes are just as muddy as mine."

Dashiell waved her hands in a panic. "W-WHAT!? BU-oof!" Dashiell was hit in the face with Twilight's wet cargo pants.

"Stop bitching. Gosh, We are both girls here. Now, get undressed. I'm not going to wait for you."

Dashiell removed the wet pants from her face, getting out of the tub, and what she saw reddened her. She could see Twilight wearing a matching sports bra and panty, but because it was damp, the underwear revealed her body to her, and Dashiell was panicking even more.

"What's wrong?" Twilight asked, not caring much.

Dashiell was sweating nervously. She panicked because she didn't want to tell her the truth that was getting turned on. She was mumbling, trying not to look at her.

"Umm...I..."

Twilight rolled her eyes and finally removed her underwear, being naked. She turned on the water, bending over to feel the water. This made Dashiell stare for a split second before she covered her eyes.

"I can't believe this is happening..."

"Why are you covering your eyes, dork?" Twilight asked, looking back and seeing Dashiell still dressed but looking away. "We are both girls here."

"I'm aware, but it's still a little embarrassing!"

Twilight let the hot water run, making it steam up the bathroom, and went over to Dashiell, forcing the blue shirt off of her. Twilight had it up to here with this annoying girl.

"What are you doing!?"

"Shut the fuck up," growled Twilight, working on the girl's pants. "Stop bitching already! You are getting on my nerves."

"But..."

"No, you are showering with me so I can keep an eye on you. Don't like it? Deal with it. Stop whining."

Twilight finally got Dashiell's pants off, revealing the boyish underwear that she was wearing. Twilight couldn't hold in her laughter.

"Hahahaha! What the hell!? Are you wearing boy boxers!? What kind of girl wears boy's underwear?"

Dashiell's face became red as she covered her private area. "Stop laughing!" She had a good reason, as she wished she could tell this brute of a girl that she was part slime. Since slimes are seen as slugs in this universe when she got older and her slime genes awakened, she became a hermaphrodite—having both female and male reproductive organs. Meaning that she had a male and a female pair of genitals, and that is the reason why she was wearing boy underwear.

Twilight stopped laughing and ripped Dashiell's bra off. She was not surprised by the flat chest she was seeing.

"You are a boy!?" she joked.

But Dashiell feared that the girl somehow knew. "NO!" Dashiell yelled. "I'm a girl! Why would you think that!? I have a girl's name!" Dashiell hated having a male's genitalia as she was born a girl, so she's a girl, not a boy.

Twilight smirk. "Then why do you have no tits!? You are so flat-chested, like a washboard. No girl I know would have a chest that flat. Maybe your name isn't fitting for a girl."

Dashiell was furious. "Shut up! Dashiell is a fitting girl's name!"

Twilight waved her hand as the steam covered the room in fog. "Nah, I think Dashie will be more fitting, no? Dashie sounds like a boy's nickname and is short for-" She stopped herself, remembering Dash as images filled her mind. "Forget it...just shower already."

Dashiell could see the sad look on the girl's face. "...are you okay?"

Twilight said nothing and only pulled Dashiell's boxers down, but this caused Dashiell to scream in embarrassment.

"WHY!?" she placed her hands over her privates, fearing the girl would see, but lucky for her, the steam was too thick to see anything.

Twilight pushed her into the tub and got in as well. "Oh, shut it!" Twilight started to wash her body with the hot water. While poor Dashiell was at the far end, freaking out as she placed her hands over her privates. She was naked with another naked girl who was a hybrid like her Mothers when they transformed into.

"OHMYGOSH!"

Dashiell was trying to look away, but no matter how hard she tried, she always looked back at the naked Twilight, her eyes scanning her body. She tried not to be perverted, but it was hard when the person had a fantastic body. She is well built, going off by the abs and muscles she was seeing.

"You know, instead of looking at me with pervy eyes, you could be washing yourself, perv," said Twilight, catching her as she felt the eyes on her.

Dashiell quickly looked away and started to wash herself with one hand while keeping the other covering her privates. The two didn't speak as they were washing themselves.

Twilight sighed as she washed her body. She realized the problem she was in.

"I'm in another universe. Was it because of Mother's jacket? I remember something sucking us...us!?" Twilight stopped and remembered the lookalike named Void. She quickly turned to Dashiell and grabbed her shoulders. "HEY!"

Dashiell got spooked by the sudden loud voice. "WHAT!?"

"Did you find someone else with me!?"

Dashiell blinked. "Huh?"

Twilight groaned and shook her. "Answer me, dumbass! Did you or didn't you find someone else!? Did you see anyone!?"

"Whoa, calm down. Stop shaking me!"

Twilight became upset and slammed Dashiell into the wall, pressing her body against hers.

"Answer me! NOW!"

Dashiell was breathing nervously. Not only because she had her body pressed up against hers but also because the hand that was covering her privates was slipping away. She could feel 'it' standing up a bit.

"No! We didn't find anyone! It was just you!"

Twilight shouted in rage and smacked her fist into the wall near Dashiell's head, scaring her.

"Damn it! That bitch must have taken my jacket!"

Twilight lay on top of Dashiell's tiny body, causing Dashiell to turn her head as her face was buried in Twilight's breast and look away.

"Get off me, please!"

Twilight wasn't paying attention to her; only one thing was on her mind: getting her jacket back. She needed to find where Void went, but there was a good chance she wasn't here.

"That bitch...if I ever find her again, I'm going to break her nose. And her fucking legs..."

Poor Dashiell could feel her hands slip and her little Dashiell standing up. "Could you get off me already!?"

"Oh, calm your flat tits."

Dashiell felt relief as Twilight finally got off and returned to washing her body. Dashiell placed her hand back on her private but felt it standing. She looked down, and sure enough, little Dashiell was sticking out and was saying hi.

"Not now, please!" Dashiell whispered, wanting to turn away, but suddenly felt something wet and heavy smack her chest and drop into her hands. "Huh?" it was Twilight's tail.

"Hey, can you wash it for me? My hands are a bit sore from the fight."

Dashiell looked up and saw that the girl's back was facing her. "Um, sure."

"Thanks, dork."

Dashiell had enough with the name-calling. "It's Dashiell! And by the way, my friends do call me Dashie! So call me that, okay!"

Twilight rolled her eyes, not caring, but nodded. "Okay, okay. Thanks, Dashie...you are still a lame dork."

"Shut up...uh..." Dashie realized something. "What's your name anyway?"

Twilight lowered her head, slightly proud of taking up the last name of her adopted mother. "Twilight Spark."

"Twilight Spark?" Dashie said as she placed hair shampoo into Twilight's tail. She soon started to think to herself as she washed the long tail. "Aunty Braver's Mother is called Twilight, if I remember right. I guess that name is common in the multiverse." She was too deep in her thoughts to realize that her hand reached the base of Twilight's tail, stroking it.

"Ahh!"

Dashie froze when she heard that. She could see Twilight placing her arm over her mouth like she was trying to hold in something.

"Um, sorry...did that hurt?"

"No," said Twilight, trying not to moan. "I just wasn't expecting you to rub the base of my tail. Sorry..."

Dashie blinked and looked down. She realized her hand was still stroking the base of Twilight's tail. She could hear the cute muffled moans coming from Twilight. Just being in this weird situation alone was getting Dashie aroused, but adding the cute moans coming from Twilight and feeling the soft tail hairs over her body made it worse. Her mind went into the gutter as she stroked the base and tip of Twilight's tail, and a thought crossed her mind.

"What am I doing?" Dashie wondered as her heart raced. "What's coming over me? I'm touching the tail of the person who tried to hurt and maybe kill me! But why do I want to see her cute reaction and hear more moans?"

Dashie couldn't understand it but wanted more, so she did more. She moved her hands up to the top of Twilight's tail, stroking it with love. She could see Twilight's reaction. Her face was red, and the moans were getting louder.

"Ahh! Oh...stop. It tickles...please, stop!"

Dashie wasn't sure if Twilight was telling the truth, but she didn't listen. She couldn't. Her body lost control of her horniness side.

"This isn't right, Dashiell!" thought Dashie. "She's a stranger! You are basically molesting her! Stop it!"

The rational part of her told her to stop, but her horny side told her not to, so she listened to her horny side, not because she was being perverted but because it was familiar to her in some way. Her head started to hurt.

The same can be said for Twilight, as her head started to pound, and she let Dashie rub her tail like that. She knew she was getting felt up.

"What's wrong with me!?" Twilight screamed in her head. "Why can't I tell her to stop!? Why can't I force her off!? Why does this feel so right!? It's like a familiar feeling..."

The two held their heads, and prism glitches filled the bathroom as they both saw memories of themselves in the shower, laughing, enjoying their time together. Both could see their bodies were different, looking more pony-like. Dashie noticed her body was small and blue. Twilight noticed that her body was significant and that she had wings.

"Dashie!" laughed Twilight, blushing. "You know I'm ticklish there. Stop it."

Dashie smirked while she squeezed shampoo into her hoof. "But you're so adorable when you squirm."

"Nooo, no, stop!" giggled Twilight, feeling the hooves rubbing the base of her tail.

"Hmm," smirked Dashie, "I don't think you want me to stop, Twi. You seem to be enjoying this."

"Noo," said Twilight, feeling her cheeks blush. "Stop! Please."

"Okay, if you insist."

"No, wait, not yet!" Twilight turned to her, upset that Dashie would stop, but she became red as Dashie laughed at her.

"Got ya."

"Jerk," huffed Twilight, crossing her arms and turning her back.

Dashie pulled her closer. "Hey, now, don't be like that." she hovered in the air but soon rested on Twilight's back. "Forgive me?"

"Nope," said Twilight.

"Oh, really," asked Dashie, reaching under Twilight's chin, making her look at her. She kissed her. "Forgive me now?"

Twilight giggled and kissed her back. "Nope."

"Hmm," said Dashie, kissing her again. "And what about now?"

Twilight smiled and wrapped her arms around Dashie's neck. "Nooo...wait, yes."

"Oh, yes," smirked Dashie, kissing her again.

Soon, both had the same head pain again and held their head. The glitchy image disappeared, and both saw something they did not understand but quickly forgot about it, like the memory was erased from their thoughts in seconds.

"Uhh, my head."

"What?"

Both rubbed their heads but were frozen in shock when they realized they were holding each other in their arms. Soon, memories of kissing each other filled their minds, but they were both confused about why they did that.

"What happened!?" they both said, blushing as they backed off from each other.

Dashie blushed hard. She did not understand what had just happened or why, but she kissed Twilight just now, going off by her reaction.

"What did I do!?"

Twilight had the same problem.

"What the fuck!? Did that happen!? What the hell is going on!?"

Twilight tried to think of what had happened, but her emotions confused her. She didn't understand why, but she wanted to kiss her again and pushed that aside. She was going to yell at Dashie but noticed she was gone as the shower curtain was flopping in the wind. She peeked outside the shower and saw the bathroom door open and their clothes gone.

"I'M GOING TO PUT OUR CLOTHES IN THE WASHER!" Dashie's voice could be heard on the first floor.

Twilight blinked, and she looked down in disappointment. She didn't know why she felt so sad, but she did.

"What's wrong with me!? She was trying to feel me up! Why do I feel so sad!? Did I want her to touch me? NO! Why the hell would I want that!? What is happening!?"

Twilight turned off the water, grabbed a towel, wrapped it around her body, and dried her tail. As she did this, the white-light figure watched everything and giggled with amusement as she hovered above.

"It seems you have awakened some of your old self, Twilight Spark. How cute."

The figure lowered herself to the ground and floated around Twilight.

"I will always find it cute and romantic how you two always meet in each rewrite. It's always different, but it always ends up like this. Both of you fall for each other and find out who you two are later on. Such a shame you can't remember." She placed her hand on Twilight's head, stroking it softly even though Twilight would never feel it. "This one is my favorite, though. It takes forever for you two to do something like that, and when you two do, it's so romantic."

The figure sighed as she stopped stroking Twilight's hair and looked down in sadness. "You two deserve a happy ending, where you two can finally have that loving relationship you are meant to have, and this last rewrite is your chance." she faded into glitching prism lights. "I promise you that. We promise you that..."

Twilight noticed the prism lights, and she waved her hand in front of her face, waving it away, not sure if it was just her eyes playing tricks on her. After drying her tail, Twilight poked her head out the bathroom door and checked the halls to ensure Dashie was nowhere. When she was clear, she walked down the hall and back into the bedroom, where she woke up. She walked over to the dresser and went through it, looking for panties and clothes. She didn't care if she was going through someone else's stuff; she had more important things to worry about.

"That bitch has my jacket, and I want it back, but I need to find her!"

She opened the drawer and blinked at what she found. She pulled out a boy's boxer underwear. Looking back down, she saw the rest of the underwear was the same—nothing but male underwear.

"What the fuck?" Twilight thought. "What a lame girl, only having boy's underwear. I guess she's a tomboy."

Twilight grabbed a boxer and slid them on. They were a little small and tight around her ass and thighs, but they were the only thing she could wear. She then searched and found a T-shirt and socks. Being almost dressed, she was going to look for pants and shoes next, but she noticed something on top of the dresser. It was in a glass case and shining brightly.

"What is this?"

Twilight didn't know the strange purple orb, but it was the Element of Magic. It pulsed with its glow like it was reacting to her being near it. Twilight couldn't help but stare at it. The glowing purple orb called her, telling her to take it, and she wanted to take it. Her hand reached for the case, wanting to touch it, but she heard a cute scream from the doorway.

Twilight looked and saw Dashie, wearing a towel, in the doorway, all red, as Twilight believed it was because she had gone through her things.

"What?"

Dashie was nervous seeing Twilight in her clothes, and she couldn't stop blushing at the sight of her. It felt like a scene out of a lewd doujinshi that her mother makes. Dashie shook her head, telling herself not to think like that.

"Why are you wearing my clothes!?"

"My clothes are in the washer. What the fuck did you expect me to wear!? Just a stupid towel!?"

Dashie realized Twilight was right about that, but she was still red.

"You could have asked me!"

"Bite me!"

Twilight walked away from the dresser and dropped into Dashie's bed, resting her head on the pillow. "I need some rest after what the hell just happened."

"Uhh, okay." Dashie wasn't sure if Twilight was mad or embarrassed, and she couldn't get the thought of her looking cute out of her head. She got her clean underwear and clothes, but she heard Twilight laughing. She asked what was so funny.

Twilight opened one eye and smirked at her. "You said you are cool? Ha! Not when you only wear boyish underwear like that."

"Wha...what are you talking about?"

Twilight pointed at her. "Don't deny it, dork. You have nothing but boy's underwear, which tells me you are a lame tomboy. So lame!"

Dashie growled and threw a sock at her, which Twilight dodged.

"Fuck you, and I am cool! And for your information, I'm not lame too!"

"Lame."

"Screw you!"

Twilight chuckled as she got comfortable in the bed. "You are such a loser, dork."

Dashie was getting upset and losing her cool. "Says the girl who gets turned on by getting her tail stroke! Loser!"

Twilight flinched when she heard that and became red. She quickly sat up and pointed at Dashie. "I'm not a loser, and I don't like having my tail stroked, especially by you!"

"LOSER!"

"DORK!"

The two kept screaming at each other and getting closer until their faces almost touched. They stared at each other. Both didn't want to admit it, but they thought the other was cute, which made their cheeks blush. The two girls' hearts were pounding in sync, and it felt like their lips were pulled toward each other.

The white light figure appeared under them, smiling at what she saw.

"Kiss!" she whispered with great joy and excitement.

Sadly, both girls back away from each other. This caused the figure to frown and disappear.

"Whatever!" Twilight said, falling onto the bed and turning her back on Dashie.

"Yeah, whatever," Dashie said, turning her back and walking out of the room, but as soon as she stepped out, she stopped and looked back at Twilight, who was still on her side. "Hey, you're from another universe, right?" Twilight didn't answer her back. "Well, if this jacket means the world to you, let's head back to where my friends, sisters, and I found you, okay? Plus, we can figure out how to get you home since you clearly have no idea how you ended up here." she sighed as Twilight didn't reply.

Dashie was about to head out the door, but she heard Twilight's voice.

"Why do you want to help me? We just met. You know nothing about me, and I know nothing about you."

Dashie smiled and faced her. "True, but I know how you feel—losing something important to you and feeling alone like no one understands you because you look so different. That's why I'm helping you. Also, I know we just met, and I'm sorry about earlier. You know, washing your tail and whatnot."

"Just forget it," said Twilight, hiding her face in the pillow, not wanting to remember that weird situation.

Dashie played with her towel, nervous about asking this, "I also hope we can become good friends. My mother told me to make more friends. It's the best way to get stronger; she says the more, the merrier." She gave her a big smile.

Twilight slowly turned to her, giving her a cringed look.

"Friends? Ha!"

"Ha?" Dashie blinked.

"Yes, ha! We are not going to be friends! Never! Having friends is a waste of-"

Dashie gave her a sad smile. "A waste of time, right?"

Twilight was a little shocked to hear her finish her sentence and nod. "Right, so don't get any ideas, dork."

Dashie smiled, which rubbed Twilight the wrong way. "Yeah, I get it. I thought the same way when I met my friends, but I quickly realized how much they meant to me, and I don't think I'd be the person I am today without them. So, what do you say?" she asked one more time. Dashie really wanted to be friends with her, like they always meant to be friends or something.

Twilight didn't understand Dashie but understood what she was getting at, which angered her. "We're not friends!" she screamed.

Dashie sighed and walked out of the room. "Okay, fine, we're not friends."

"Good!"

Twilight slumped back into the bed, facing her back to the door again. Her heart was beating hard. She didn't know why, and her mind was a mess. All she could think of was Dashie and how she wanted to know her better. She tried hard to brush this feeling off as she didn't want to lose someone else, like what happened to her first group of friends and...

"Dash..."

She rolled up into a ball, trying her hardest not to remember the events from the past. She started to tell herself that friendship wasn't needed and that it was better to be alone. She hates to admit it, but with Dawn raising her over these past ten years, she was happy that Dawn and not Spark raised her. With Dawn, she learned to be a lone wolf and not rely on others to be there for you.

She was happy with this lesson.

But now, she felt a pain in her heart, and it was getting stronger and stronger the longer she stayed in this place.

"Damn it! I don't need friends..."

She closed her eyes and heard Spark's voice.

"A spark grows and burns bright when filled with family and friends. My little spark of hope, I can see it in you. Your spark is extraordinary. Don't ever lose it..."

"Shut up! SHUT UP!"

Twilight grabbed her head as the headache came back. The glitches were everywhere, filling the room with a colorful prism.

"You are wrong!" Twilight started to cry as the light figure appeared over her, looking so sad. "It's not unique! My spark is nothing! I lost what made it so bright in the first place..." She slowly opened her eyes and looked down at her chest, seeing her cutie mark. She placed her hand over the purple star, feeling her skin. "I lost my friends...lost the most influential people in my life...you and Dash. I can't lose someone else. I don't want to feel that pain again. I would rather be alone than be hurt. Alone is better than having someone taken from me..."

Twilight hugged her legs and started crying. The light figure tried to hug her, but her body went through her, and tears fell down her face.

"Don't let hope burn out, Twilight. I know it's going to be complicated. It always has been for you in each rewrite, but every time you feel so lost, there's a guiding light that will guide you back to the path you are meant to walk on." She looked at Twilight's cutie mark, smiling. "Five guiding lights and one of those lights..."

"Hey...you okay?"

Twilight and the light figure heard Dashie's voice, but Twilight quickly wiped her eyes and told her to leave. The figure turned back to Dashie, smiling at what she saw.

"No."

Twilight became more upset and started to lash out.

"GET OUT! I DON'T NEED YOUR PITY OR-"

Twilight looked over at the doorway, and her eyes grew wide. Dashie stood there, wearing a purple jacket, blue shirt, and runner leggings. But what made Twilight look at her so stunned was the reason the light figure was smiling. The Element of Magic created a light that made a rainbow hue around Dashie.

"I won't turn my back on you when you are hurting. I get that you think you don't need others but fuck that! You need someone right now, so let me be there for you, okay?"

The light figure kept smiling as she faded into prism lights. "One of those lights will spark a rainbow within you, filling your spark with love..."

Dashie walked over to Twilight, unaware of the rainbow light trail she was leaving behind. Twilight was still in shock at what she saw. She couldn't help but reminded of Dash.

"S-Stay away! I don't need anyone!"

Dashie sat on the bed and wrapped her arms around Twilight. "Stop fighting, okay?"

Twilight's body grew tense as her heart was beating so fast. She wanted to punch the living daylights out of Dashie, but she couldn't stop thinking of Dash, remembering the good times she had with her.

"Please...stop..."

Dashie kept hugging her as her heart beat as fast as Twilight's.

"Please, Twilight, let me be there for you..."

Twilight collapsed into Dashie's arms, remembering how it felt to be held by someone who cared about you. Remembering Dash and how she loved and admired her, all of it was returning to Twilight, which felt so nice and warm. It felt like she was being held by Dash herself.

"Rainbow..."

Dashie tipped her head. "Rainbow?" but she let it be as she felt Twilight crying on her shoulder. "Let it all out, Twilight. I have no idea what you have been through, but you aren't alone anymore. I'm here for you if you ever need someone to talk to."

Twilight couldn't help it anymore. She wrapped her arms around Dashie and cried her heart out.

"Thank you, Rainbow..."

Dashie returned with Twilight's clothes and handed them to her. She could tell Twilight looked much better after having a good cry; of course, Twilight didn't tell her why she was so sad. But Dashie knew better than to press the matter.

Dashie took out her phone and looked at it. "I called my aunty and told her I'd accompany you to her farm to meet you. She didn't meet you last night, as she went off after seeing something. My friends and little sisters should also meet us there, as they can help look around for your jacket." Dashie looked back at Twilight and became red, seeing her naked again. "WHY DIDN'T YOU WAIT UNTIL I LEFT THE ROOM!?"

Twilight rolled her eyes as she bent over, putting her legs through her panties. "I don't have time for modesty, so deal with it. Plus, stop freaking out, Rainbow; we're both girls here. You're acting like a boy or something. Here I thought you were cool when you helped me a moment ago, but it looks like I was wrong." she stood straight as she put on her panties and turned to Dashie, who was trying her hardest to look away while having her hands over her crotch. "You are a big wimp and not cool at all."

Dashie went from being embarrassed to angry. "I'm cool!" she blinked and smirked. "...wait, you thought I was cool?"

Twilight looked away, blushing. "I never said that, loser!"

Dashie was still smiling and started dancing. "You thought I was cool!"

"No, I didn't!"

Dashie turned her back to Twilight, wagging her butt in the dance she was doing. "Twilight thought I was cool!"

Twilight was getting pissed off at Dashie's showboating. "SHUT UP! I NEVER SAID THAT! I HATE YOU!"

Twilight ran at her and pushed her, making Dashie land on the floor and drop her phone. Twilight quickly sat on her, looking down at her, her eyes filled with rage. She raised her fist, ready to smack some sense into the tomboy.

"I hate you, loser! You are the most annoying person I have ever met!"

Dashie, on the other hand, was not at all threatened. Thanks to Sol and Aria, Dashie already had experience with these types of girls. She was not fazed at all and only smiled.

"And I'm your friend."

Twilight paused, and her eyes became sad. "Why do you keep saying that? I don't want to hear that word again..."

"Well, tough luck! Because I'm your friend whether you like it or not. We can hate each other all we want, but the fact is, I'm your friend."

"Fuck you! I'm not your friend, and we won't be friends." Twilight punched Dashie but only hit the floor near her face. She could see Dashie's cocky face.

"See? Can't even hit your friend, can you?"

Twilight became angrier and punched the floor again. "Shut up! Shut up! I'm not your friend. Stop calling me your friend!"

Dashie was unfazed. She raised both hands and touched Twilight's cheeks, making her blush.

"For someone strong, you're a bit soft. It's cute."

Twilight tried her hardest to control herself. Her face was getting hotter.

"Shut up! I'm not weak!" she didn't even try to smack away Dashie's hands. Instead, she held them.

Dashie closed her eyes. "I didn't say you were weak, silly." she opened them and smiled. "You are tough and strong. I admire that!"

Twilight's heart skipped a beat as she couldn't believe Dashie was acting so cool right now, and she hated it.

"I hate you..."

"Yeah, yeah, I hate you too." Dashie laughed as Twilight looked away, feeling so weird inside.

Dashie suddenly went red as she realized that Twilight was on top of her ...only wearing panties. She looked away

"Hey....can you get dressed?"

Twilight's cheeks went pink as she noticed the same thing that Dashie noticed.

Twilight got off and helped Dashie up. Twilight asked where this apple farm was after Dashie explained where she landed. Twilight quickly got dressed.

"It's not too far from here, near the edge of town. Let me call a taxi, huh? " She bent down to get her phone but noticed a missed call from someone. But before she could pick up her phone, Twilight grabbed her. "Hey!?"

Twilight held Dashie tight and teleported out of the room onto the front lawn. She then so soon asked the direction of the farm, which was west, as Dashie pointed. Twilight nodded and ran until she used her magic to fuse with her feet and launch off the ground. She launched far over a few blocks and landed. She did it again and leaped back into the air. Keeping this pace, Twilight and Dashie will reach the farm in no time.

Meanwhile, Dashie's phone rang again, showing an image of an older, green long-haired woman named "Wallflower" under it. The call went to voice mail again.

On the other end, this universe Wallflower sighed as she left a voice mail. She was in the back room of her flower shop and in a wheelchair as she broke a leg.

"Dashie? It's me, Wallflower. Something visited my shop last night it seems, and I just found it. I couldn't tell Dahlia and Sol as they ran out after you called them. You know how your little sisters are with you." she giggled but returned to the topic. "Anyway, I think something bad happened to your aunt." She looked at the glowing item on her lap, revealing it as Twilight's rainbow jacket. It was pulsing, and Wallflower's brown jacket was doing the same thing, but the dim color of rainbows was bleeding through the dark brown. "I think something bad happened to Spark..."

End of Chapter 2