Extra: Dialogue

Please note the title is literal.

"I think we should call it 'Love'."

"Isn't that a bit...dull? And won't Luna kill you for making a constellation without her permis-"

"I have her permission, Rainbow. She does owe me a few. She hasn't used those stars yet, anyways."

"I just feel like the name could be better..."

"What should I call it, then? 'Rainbow Dash is A Pony Who Can't Even Accept A Gift Carved From The Stars Themselves By Her Own Best Friend'?"

"Twi-light..."

"You're right, too long. How about 'Pegasi Are Sel-'"

"Twilight!"

"Oh come on, Rainbow! It was just a little fun! At your expense, of course."

"...so was your first name?"

"Nice try."

"...but seriously, can we try another?"

"I suppose. What name do you have in mind?"

"Well, it has to be awesome, but it has to make sense too, right?"

"I'd hope so."

"How about...'Forever'?"

"...for a constellation about-"

"OKAY, YEAH, I GET IT. How about 'Soaring'?"

"...given proper translation into traditional Fleek, it could work."

"..."

"...where exactly did that come from?"

"Oh. I just kinda' went off what you said, and, uh...I just said what I felt like I was doing when I was around you."

"Soa-...Rainbow, that's...I don't even know what to say..."

"Your tomato face says quite enough."

"Yes, I...I suppose it does."

"Twi'?"

"Yes, Dashie?"

"If you tell anypony I said that, I'll bash your skull in."

"Of course you will, Dash. Your facade demands it, does it not?"

"What?"

"Nothing."

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"...it's cold out."

"Twilight, if you want me to put my wing around you, that's obviously out of the question. And even if I could, you could just ask."

"...I forget sometimes."

"Riiiight."

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"...seriously, it's cold."

"I know how to warm you up."

"R-Rainbow! Stop waggling your eyebrows like that!"

"You know it's irresistible."

"Come on! Can we just go inside?"

"Why didn't you just ask, Twi'?"

"...because?"

"Genius."

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"One last thing. I have a gift for you too."

"What is -"

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"...that's, well...nice. You don't go for kisses very-"

"You talk too much. Just enjoy it, egghead."

"Can do."

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"...I love you, Rainbow Dash."

"I know, Twi'. I know."

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"OK, OK! I'll say it! I love you too!"

"Now was that so hard?"

"It should be something we know without saying."

"We always will, Rainbow. It's just a formality."

"Formality, normality. What's the difference?"

"One letter."

"Haha. Very funny, Twilight. Why don't you go back inside now, like you mentioned?"

"OK! See you inside!"

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"Oh, did you want the red one, or the purple-"

"TWILIGHT!"

"Right, sorry. Red. Now, I don't think I have any chairs, and a ladder wouldn't be smart in these conditions, so might I suggest that we instead - "

"TWI-LIIIIGHT!"

"Yeeeees?"

"I'm all for the...whassitcalled and whatchamacallits-"

"I've observed."

"-...but you can kinda see that I'm, I dunno, HANDICAPPED. I think you may have to hold off there, much to my - but more of your - disappointment."

"Mine?"

"Well, you do tend to take control."

"As it should be, yes?"

"Maybe..."

"I'll round that up to 'yes'. Now come on, get in bed."

"I'm still handicapped, Twilight. So we can't have sex. Sorry."

"...I meant 'get in bed so you don't catch a cold because it's almost the frosting temperature right now."

"Pff. You know I can handle it."

"It's your funeral, Dashie."

"As it is yours, Twily."

"Touché. I'll see you in the morning then. There's plenty of space on my bed, unless you prefer the floor. Feel free to choose either, all right?"

"Eeyup."

"Good night, Rainbow Alicia Dash."

"And good night to you, Twilight Starshine Sparkle."

"..."

Maybe...I made the right choice that day. Celestia's Beard, Twilight can be annoying, but...

...I love her more than anything. I love her more than a good pie, than an afternoon nap, than the Wonderbolts, than flying, but still...

...I love her to death.

That's all that matters.

It's all that ever should matter.

And I've got forever to look forward to it.

The Penultimate End