“Get the hay out of my house, and then do me a huge favor and get the hay out of my life!”
Rainbow Dash slammed her bedroom door shut, trotted to her bed, and plopped down onto the plush cloud surface. On any other day, the comfort it provided her would have been enough to lull right off the sleep. Unfortunately, this was not any other day. A thud against the door grabbed her attention back.
“Rainbow, I’m sorry,” A voice called out from the other side, “it was a mistake!”
Rainbow Dash scoffed, lifting her head up just enough to see the door. “Please, Fleetfoot. A mistake? A mistake would be putting too much ketchup on your hayfries, or ripping the zipper off of your uniform.”
“But it was!” Fleetfoot exclaimed. “I didn’t mean for it to happen. It was a one-time thing and it will never happen again.”
Rainbow had to use every ounce of self-control not to just break the door down and slap her marefriend silly. Not that it would fix the situation, but it would definitely make her feel better. “Oh, okay, that makes sense,” Rainbow Dash said. “So that means it was alright to find you and Soarin together just the one time, right?”
“N-no, that’s not what I said!” Fleetfoot yelled. Rainbow watched as the cloudy door caved inwards for a brief second, quickly returning to form.
“Oh, so now you’re pounding your hooves against my door, too? Very mature, Fleetfoot. I’m sure if you hit it hard enough, that’ll make time go back,” Rainbow Dash said, snark dripping like venom with every word. “But since we both know that won’t work, just leave.”
“I’m not leaving,” Fleetfoot replied, punctuated by a thud against the door. This time, the indentation remained as she leaned against the door. “I’ll wait here until you’ve forgiven me. You’re the mare of my dreams, and I made a silly mistake. I’m not going to let you end things because of it!”
Rainbow Dash’s face contorted deeper into a scowl with every word her marefriend spoke. Silly mistake? Not going to let you? Every new sentence felt like a punch to her already nauseous gut, and she couldn’t take it anymore. Zipping upwards, she flew right over to the door and yanked it open. Fleetfoot, who had been using it for support, fell backwards to the floor, her hooves flailing wildly at the unexpected tumble.
“You think you can just sit there and talk like that?” Rainbow Dash asked, pressing her face closer to Fleetfoot’s. “Your silly mistake is what caused this whole fight. It’s what ruined my day. It’s what ruined my life. Faust, we’ve been together for over three years, Fleety!”
“And it’s been such an amazing three years,” Fleetfoot said. “I wouldn’t trade it for anything in all of Equestria.”
Rainbow Dash leaned back up, rolling her eyes and turning her back on Fleetfoot. “Except you did. You traded it away for a single night with Soarin. I really hope he was worth it. Unless you’re a pie, he’s not going to commit to you. Not like I was…”
“W-was…?” Fleetfoot asked. She stepped towards Rainbow Dash, hesitantly reaching out to place a hoof on her shoulder. “D-dashy, it can’t be over. I won’t let it. I won’t!”
Rainbow whirled around, smacking away Fleetfoot’s hoof with her own. “You know, you’ve got a lot of nerve. When I caught you and Soarin together this morning, all I wanted was to come back here and be alone. But oh no, you just had to make it about yourself and chase me down. You had to take away the one brief moment of respite I had from the horrible thing I just saw. You’re selfish, Fleety.”
Rainbow’s words were like thorns poking into her marefriend’s sides. Fleetfoot winced over and over at them, unable to properly respond. Not that any response would be proper. Every time she spoke, it just dug Rainbow Dash deeper into a hole of sadness.
“Babe… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” Fleetfoot said. A frown formed across her muzzle, tears welling up in her eyes and she stepped closer to Rainbow Dash. “Please, I really do mean it. I didn’t do what I did to hurt you. I was drunk last night and Soarin was hitting on me. I didn’t know any better.”
Rainbow returned her frown. “Getting drunk isn’t an excuse. I get drunk sometimes, too. You know how much I love AJ’s cider. But you know what I don’t do? Jump my teammate’s bones while my marefriend is out ring-shopping.”
Fleetfoot’s eyes widened, a hoof finding its way up to her muzzle. “Y-you were…”
Rainbow Dash turned to her bedside table, reaching a hoof out and opening the drawer. She pulled out a small velvet box. Turning to face her marefriend again, she flicked it open, revealing a shimmering silver ring adorned with sapphires. “You know, I dreamt that when I did that, it would be right before you said ‘yes’.”
She closed the box back up, tossing it over her back and onto the bed. Whether it landed there or ended up wedged between the bed and the wall, she didn’t care. “But at least now I know that asking you would have been a mistake. After all, you would have just found a reason to go lock lips with another pony anyways.”
“N-no I wouldn’t have,” Fleetfoot replied. “I love you too much to do that to you.”
“Apparently not,” Rainbow Dash sighed. “Now are we done here? I just wanna sleep the day away, so please leave.”
Fleetfoot stepped forward, reaching out and grabbing hold of Rainbow’s hoof. “Please, Dashy. Just one more chance. We can start fresh.”
Rainbow wanted to say no, so badly. But looking at Fleetfoot’s face, it was too hard. She had fallen head over hooves for this mare. It wasn’t easy to just throw that away. After all, loyalty could be a curse.