I was wondering, before you guys get started reading, if anyone would be willing to make cover art for my story? You would be given full credit, but I would like that to come from the fans. If you express any interest, shoot me a PM. Thanks you guys.
Fast. That’s all I could think about. Those ponies, I knew from how much I watched the show, were not fast. The way I figured it, I was the fastest around, and no one could match me, so I flew. I flew as fast as my wings would carry me, hoping that I might find something in the forest. I don’t know how long I flew, a couple hours probably, but I had no way to tell. From what I noticed, these ponies only had one clock tower. No watches or phones to tell time, just that tower. Dad would have helped these ponies... Dad. I had to push that thought out of my head for now; there was no time for sadness. Only speed, I had to get to somewhere that I could think and find out how to go home. I don’t care what those ponies say, about where I belong. I don’t care what world I live in, as long as I am with Pops, life was good.
I wasn’t paying attention to how fast I was going, and that’s when I noticed the air friction increasing. The sonic rainboom...That would get Dad’s attention! If he could see it, anyway. I pumped my wings as fast as they would go, pushing me through the air barrier. I felt the resistance building, but I was determined. I felt myself punch through the barrier, the rainbow forming around my mane. My body was speeding up, and a whistling sound was deep in my ears. I pumped my last bit of energy into my wings, and I exploded forward, rainbow tail behind me, the massive color circle spreading ever wider, covering this forest. It was easily the biggest one I had performed yet. The circle expanded for miles, at least from what I could tell, since I only glanced back for a moment. It was large enough that not only did it clear clouds; it smashed them together to form a massive rainstorm. I halted myself, and flew back towards the rain. To me, sitting on top of a thunderhead sounded like something to take my mind off current events.
I hovered above them for just a moment and let my wings collapse against my body, and I fell several feet. My hooves landed with a small thud. ‘That’s strange,’ I thought to myself. ‘When I was in that cloud castle, when I ran through the clouds, I made no noise. Come to think of it, the only time I made noise walking on clouds was...’ I glanced down over the edge. Below me was a massive tree, easily protecting the ground underneath it from the rain. My heart started rising fast, and I leaped off the cloud, unfolding my wings to slow my decent.
I hit the ground, and landed on a twig that cracked under my hoof. The sound almost made me jump, but something about it seemed familiar and calming. I looked around, searching for anything familiar. There was not a single thing that looked the same, other than the large tree. I trotted over, and sat down, letting my hooves slowly slide until I ended up lying down. I was alone in this jungle, no person or pony here with me. I felt like crying again, but this time I let myself. I don’t know how long I cried, but I must have cried myself to sleep because I had a dream where I saw my dad again. At first it seemed real, but then I could also see myself there with him. I saw me ask him if he still loved me, and he told me of course. How could I have been so foolish back then? Of course he loved me; he had raised me for ten years before that. If I ever see him again... no, when I see him again, I will be sure to apologize for that.
In the dream, I saw him stroke my mane and hold me close. I tried to lean in on the hug, but I couldn't will myself close enough, until I felt a sharp pain in my wing. That’s what woke me up. I shot up out of the position I was in, checking myself for any visible damage. Other than a missing feather I seemed alright. This is where I sit now, having no idea where one of my feathers went, and am currently under a tree hiding from rain. Some pegasus pony I am.
“Rainbow where are you?” came a voice through the trees. I could hear the voice of the orange one, what was her name, Applejack? They were out looking for me, but I had no intention of letting them take me back to have my memory wiped again. I stand up, trying not to make too much noise. I trot off slowly, knowing that the flying one, Fluttershy, I think, is probably up there watching for me. Hoping to slip away under the cover of the night, I jump into some bushes off the side of the trail, waiting to see if they move past. Trying to control my breathing, I peek out of the bushes. I see the white one first, Rarity, followed closely by Applejack. I look up and see a faint shadow of a flying figure above me.
After sitting still for several minutes, I lose sight and sound of them. I slowly move back through the woods, making sure not to give my position away. After several seconds of this, I felt my flank rub up against something soft. A living being, it felt like. I whipped my head around, and was staring right into the eyes of another creature. I felt its emerald eyes scanning me, observing me. My eyes adjust to the darkness, and I see a cloaked figure. It had black and white stripes, it was a zebra.
“Ah, Rainbow Dash, it is good to see, that you have not forgotten me?” said Zecora. The zebra had a big smile on her face, clearly happy to see me. She was about to have a big surprise. When I didn’t respond, her smile turned into a frown. “You do remember me, do you not? Or am I someone you have forgot?” She asked concerned.
“The only reason why I know your name is because I have seen the show,” I say cautiously. The one episode of the show that I actually saw the Zebra in was about where she cursed us, I mean them. “And, if you don’t mind, I’m going to leave now.” I unfold my wings to make a quick break, until the Zebra bit my tail and held on.
“Wait, Rainbow Dash, do not go, for what is wrong, I must know,” Zecora says through clenched teeth. She obviously wasn’t going to let go, so I let myself fall back to the ground and fold up my wings. “Please come back to my home, for in the dark, you should not roam,” she warned me. I let out a sigh and nodded, having her lead the way. She was right, I had no idea what was out here, and a house would be nice after being stuck out in the rain for so long.
Confound these bronies, they drive me to write
Oh also, I was wondering if anyone would like to make some cover art for my story? You would be given full credit and such, but I would really like for that to come from the fans. Thanks again you guys for reading and commenting!
Nice chapter man
First of all yay Zecora in another of my favourite stories .
I would enjoy trying to do the art, but I don't think I'm the right artist for the Job, especially since I'm terrible with colours but I hope you find someone to do the cover art. This story definitely deserves it
It will be very interesting to see where this will go... Cant imagine this having a happy ending for all parties involved but lets hope it does !!!
/me waves*
Yay! updates!
I would do the art.....until I took an arrow in the knee! *Ducks thrown beer bottles* Truthfully i would, but unfortunatly my art skills have degenerated over the years. Plus I forgot how to use Photoshop *is ashamed*
The way the other ponies are all kind of douchebags is kind of distracting. I mean really, it's bad enough that they're talking about how they're trying to overwrite her memories (*of her father*, *without her permission*), but they're doing it while she's STANDING RIGHT THERE. They didn't even explain to her what was going on first. It's like they absolutely don't care at all about how she feels, and ponies having no consideration for others is pretty anathema to what they're about.
Anyway yeah. Story's not horrible or anything, I'm just finding that one thing impossible to parse so it nags at my mind the entire time.
91053As correct as you are, I was trying to keep it in the context of the original, and other then the fact that "She doesn't belong," there wasn't much explanation given in the first place. And being that they are in a panic about what do, they we're hurried and didn't give much thought.
I do hope it doesn't end quite a sadly as the original...
Still beating up hippies to regain lost manliness over that...
Great job making the 5th chapter.
91321Would you mind if I sent you copies of my work before I publish them so you could edit them? That would be fantastic! I could use a good editor
Very nice chapter!
*fanboy squeal* AWWWWWWWWWWW!!!
THIS IS A WORTHY SEQUEL!!!
The story brought tears to my eyes, and the fact that you can convey such deep emotions so powerfully to me the reader bodes very well for the story! I wait with bated breath for more, please keep it up! I also noticed that you said you needed an editor. I would like to offer myself as an editor if you need one, as I'd love to contribute to such a great sequel.
It has the makings of greatness, My Little Dashie is above all my favorite fic, and this has great feel to it. The only thing is, Dashie can't be in both worlds, even if she is connected to both; If she goes back, she no longer is the possessor of Loyalty, and if she stays, she will still disrupt Harmony as it stands. It is a horrible situation to be stuck in, I can't see the brighter side. While one world would have Dashie, the other will be dull without.
This was just my interpretation of the situation, not the story or writing, which are, of course, slendidly amazingly awesome
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Don't worry, they'll have spike fill in for RD
91618 Forgive me Whining... BUT IT WON'T BE THE SAME!!!
fantastic
Wait... She can travel between worlds by teleporting with a sonic rainboom? YES! OK, the solace this story has brought is unimaginable.
Oh, and here is my reaction to all the other ponies trying to keep her in Equestria.
Freaking. Awesome. Can't wait for the next chapter.
- The Element Of Mental Instability
Can't wait for next chapter!
To bad I already know what happens... ಥ_ಥ
Just giving a quick shout out to my main man Athanix. This guy has become my new editor and is the one who drew the amazing cover art for my story. Thank you my friend, thank you. You are going to make this story better, not only for me, but for the fans as well.
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Make sure you check your e-mail I'm sure I sent you them updates.
And once again. It's my pleasure. I need to take my mind off of my writing sometimes and I am always glad to help! :)
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Hah! I thought I would find a comment of yours here!
ill draw it
Buck yeah, Zecora makes an appearance!
you did a really nice job on the zecoras rhyming, good on you. im trying to write a story and its not really working out... any ideas or suggestions?
90872 Confound these stories, they drive me to cry.
zecora is a good friend of twilight wont she inform twilight that dashie (im calling this version of rainbow dash that) is in the forest?
The world of dreams. The best place to be. Especially if you can control them like me
91060 Can't we do it in the context of the show where the memory spell only restores memories as it suppose to. Also the original story stated that the memory spell was suppose to either erase her earth memories or let her keep her earth memories and restore her Ponyville memories. Princess Celestia also did let her father keep his memories of Rainbow Dash along with pictures of him and her together. Therefore I find that Rainbow Dash should be allowed to keep her earth memories as Celestia said the memory spell was suppose to restore her "TRUE" memories a.k.a. her Ponyville memories, not erase her earth memories.
thats a classical dad nickname there