Sky High

To Skye there were no dreams, only nightmares. Nightmares of a reality that he was, at one point in his life, forced to live in. Whenever he slept he was forced to relive his childhood, something that would be considered a living hell for those forced to experience it. Nevertheless he enjoyed his nightmares, they were something that made him love ponies and be kind. No pony should ever feel as bad as he felt... back then.

After Pinkie's amazing welcome party the ponies proceeded to return to their respective homes. Before they all left, there was one problem announced, Skye had no place to stay while he was in Ponyville and truly didn't want to bother any of his friends while he was there. Yet every pony insisted on letting him stay at their home. Eventually the ponies came up with an agreement, every week Skye would stay with a different pony. Starting today, Skye would crash with Rainbow for a week, something neither pegasus had a terrible problem with.

There was yet another problem with Skye's nightmares. Whenever he had his nightmares he would cry in his sleep. He never really knew why he cried, considering he enjoyed his dreams, yet it became a problem for the ponies around him and was one of the reasons he traveled to Ponyville alone. As he got further through his dream cycle his cries got louder and louder until a loud moan could be heard throughout the surrounding area.

“Well, this is my pad, make yourself at home.”

Skye was amazed at how large Dash's house was on the inside. The first floor opened up into decently large living room, complete with a couch and a few bookshelves. That was surprising, Skye never really took Dash for a reader. It also opened up into decently large kitchen. It seemed like the house defied space, he could only imagine what the other two floors would be like. Heck, there might even be a basement. Pondering her house, he didn't really understand what Dash was saying. "You hungry?"

“Uhmmmmmmmm...” Suddenly his stomach rumbled, answering Dash's question.

She gave a little chuckle. “Go ahead and chill on the couch if you want, I'll get us some grub.” Dash walked into her kitchen as Skye honored her request and started toward the couch in the sitting room. He lay on one half of the couch, thinking 'Weird, I’ve never eaten grubs before.' Much to his disappointment Dash brought out a large bowl of what looked like roasted oats. He never really understood how ponies roasted oats, but guessed now that it must have been by magic.

Dash lay down on the opposite half of the couch and placed the bowl between them. Neither of the pegasus spoke for the next few seconds as Rainbow Dash cleared her throat, forcing Skye to look at her. She slowly started leaning towards him and opened her mouth so it was slightly agape. As she got closer to Skye he closed his eyes, expecting the weirdest. But nothing came and instead he heard a loud crunching coming from in front of him. He opened his eyes to Rainbow gulping down a mouthful of oats. “What's wrong? Don't want any?”

“Huh? Uhmmm, sure I'll have some, thanks!” He waited, to make sure that Dash wasn't going to go for the oats before he leaned over and grabbed a few oats in his mouth before he brought his head back up to look Dash right in her eyes. The strange thing was that Rainbow Dash didn't even realize what she was doing. For some reason she was suddenly captivated with Skye and subconsciously refused to look away. Her vision grew blurry and she started seeing little white blotches. Suddenly the world started spinning and she started losing her balance as Skye saw her head start to spin as she started to fall off the couch. Luckily Skye had fast reflexes and was able to catch her with his wings and body before she was even off the couch. He managed to push her onto a safer position on the couch.

“Are you ok Rainbow?” No answer. He was starting to get worried, but wasn't exactly sure what to do. His stress was relieved when he heard a deep inhale come from Rainbow, the same kind that he heard from ponies when they sleep. She must have been completely exhausted, she had flown a big race today added on with all of the stress of the drama that happened after it, not to mention Pinkie's party.

But that all left Skye's head almost instantly, he wanted to get her up to her bed so she'd be comfortable. Making sure she was safe and sound, Skye quickly ran up to the third floor, where he knew her bedroom must be. He looked at her unmade bed and adjusted it quickly so that he could fit Rainbow comfortably. He also opened all the doors fully, to make easier to carry Dash without worry about him bumping her head, hooves, or wings. After he finished he ran back downstairs to the sleeping pegasus.

He'd actually carried other ponies before, he had helped injured ponies before and even given little fillies and colts “pony-back” rides. He had slowly nudged Rainbow to the edge of the couch and prepared to catch her as she slowly slid onto his back. His furthest wing caught her from rolling off him and his closest wing wrapped around her, almost creating a blanket on the bed known as Skye. But Skye had felt something that he never quite felt before, or at least remembered. He felt the sensation of another pony's fur rubbing against his, but it wasn't as if the other pony was injured, more like they were trying to get comfortable. He even heard a cute, tired little sigh escape Dash's mouth. Rainbow Dash put all of her unconscious energy into snuggling into her new bed, she even wrapped her fore hooves around it, hugging it.

Skye very slowly and carefully carried Dash up her stairs. He didn't really mind, he enjoyed helping ponies and enjoyed the warmth of Dash's body. He had always liked anything warm, whether it be sunlight or warm water. Rainbow Dash was another 'warm' he enjoyed and almost didn't want to let her go or at this point, get her off of him. After what seemed like a short walk he arrived at her bed and unraveled one of his wings, which would normally result in whatever was on his back to roll off smoothly, but Dash was stuck on tight. He didn't really wanted to brute force Dash off of him and decided to try to wake her.

“Dash... let go...” Skye spoke softly, shaking his lower body slightly, trying to both wriggle her off and wake her at the same time. Surprisingly, she almost immediately took the hint and left go as she rolled right into small, blanket less area Skye set up for her. It wasn't blanket less for long, as Skye reached over Dash with his moth and grabbed the folded-over corner of Dash's blanket and gently pulled the blanket over her, covering her body. “Goodnight Rainbow Dash.” At the sound of his voice Dash reached forward and grabbed the lower end of her pillow. She dragged it toward her and started cuddling with the pillow, giving off more cute, quiet sounds.

Skye returned to the sitting room to see a knocked over bowl of oats on the floor. Strange, he must of knocked them off the couch when he dashed for Rainbow Dash. Well, he better not leave scattered everywhere. He might as well take the time to clean up the mess he made before slowly drifting to sleep on the couch. It was pretty comfortable, he had no complaints. It was much better than what he was used to.