《Flutterdash: Star Player》Your Worst Enemies Are Your Own Emotions
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Rainbow's POV:
Buzz!
I looked down at the hillside to see that my phone had gone off. I started to tear up, and clenched my fist, ripping the grass out of the ground. I repositioned my head but refused to move the rest of my body.
It had been an hour since Fluttershy had drove off.
God, I'm such a fucking idiot!
I started crying harder, silent sobs that came from a shredded heart. My phone buzzed again, then two more times in quick succession.
I heard a familiar ding that rang out over the mixture of Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, and My Chemical Romance that I had blaring from my phone speakers.
I was too weak to move, my crying wasn't silent anymore. My tears burned my cheeks with the realization that I was a horrible person.
My phone buzzed again, then a thought hit me that just made me feel worse.
What if Fluttershy ki--
The idea was awful, I couldn't even bring myself to think it. Hoping that it wasn't a text about the worst case scenario, I found the will to check the texts.
There was one from Spitfire they read, 'hey baby, aren't you coming over?'
'Don't ever call me that again. And fuck off.' I sent back.
Then I noticed that four of them were from Pinkie Pie.
And there was one from Fluttershy.
Thank God she was still alive. Even if she was super pissed at me.
I couldn't bring myself to open Fluttershy's, so I opened Pinkie's.
--Text Conversation--
PP: Rainbow, Fluttershy says she needs to talk to you. Call her. Now.
PP: Dash. Call. Her. Now.
PP: RAINBOW DASH WHAT ARE YOU DOING THAT IS SO IMPORTANT THAT YOU CAN'T ANSWER?
PP: PICK UP THE FUCKING PHONE AND CALL FLUTTERSHY RIGHT NOW!!
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I decided I would call Fluttershy.
I let one more tear fall down my cheek before she picked up the phone.
"H-hello? Dashie?" Her quiet voice said.
So much for one tear.
I started crying harder that ever. "Y-yes Fluttershy? Wh-what do want? Do you n-need s-something? I will literally do a-anything in the world Flutters, just p-please... f-find a way to be m-my friend again." I sniffed.
I heard her giggle. Was that a good sign?
"Of course we can be friends again. Where are you?" She asked.
My tears changed from pain to joy and a huge smile spread across my face.
"I'm still on the hill. After you drove off I couldn't actually find it in myself to move." I said.
"Don't move." Was all she said.
Something in me was still yelling that I was awful, that this was all my fault. Despite everything that was screaming that everything would be fine, there was one small part of me that insisted that nothing would ever be the same between us.
I told that part to shut up.
(A/N: So what do you think about the shorter chapters? Not all of them will be like this (for example chapters with a lot of important story in them), but I wanted to show how Dash felt about the whole ordeal.)
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