//------------------------------// // Dreams // Story: Grounding // by MasterThief //------------------------------// That night, the nightmare did not return.  Instead, there was a dream.  Rainbow Dash was flying. And she heard voices from down below, calling to her.  Spitfire. Twilight. Soarin. Applejack. Beside her flew another pegasus in a blue and white flight suit with red lightning bolts on the hooves. Dash thought she saw a streak of blue and gold mane. The pegasus signaled. Two chops of his hoof. You are Lead now.  Course and speed at your discretion. She looked back at him, and queried with a signal of her own, hoof upturned. Please identify? The pegasus smiled, rendered a quick salute, and broke skyward into the heavens. “It’s not gonna work, Dashie. You can’t stay up forever,” Bow said, a gentle smile on his face. Bow enfolded his tiny Rainbow Dash in his forehooves, and his wings. Rainbow was only a month old and constantly resisted her rest, her grumbly cries letting everyone around know that she was not tired. But Bow could see that his daughter was indeed getting sleepier and sleepier, one eye firmly closed, the flapping of her tiny wings slowing, Bow slowly stroking her many-colored mane with constant care.  He’d remembered his own mother doing that for him, and to his surprise and joy, it worked on his little Dashie too. “Goodnight, Dashie,” he said in a near whisper.   “It’s okay. Go dream. I’m still gonna be here when you wake up.” Bow heard the click of a camera shutter, and looked over at Windy, who was standing there in the doorway. “Huh,” he said. “I guess you were right.” He looked back down at his daughter, whose remaining eye drooped lower, and lower, until her grumbly cries stopped, and she fell into sleep at long last. “I told you,” Windy said, approaching them with gentle flaps of her wings. “I told you she listens to you.” She reached over, and they kissed. “You want to go put her in her crib?” “In a while,” Bow said, feeling his daughter asleep on his chest. “I want to make sure she’s dreaming first.”