Yo, wassup! This chapter will be good, so enjoy all you bronies and pegasisters like this chapter. I will reveal the goal of Danny in this chapter, so get ready. Random Quote: 'Tis the season to be trollin troll-lol-lol-lol-lol lol-lol-lol-lol!'- Me.

I walk through the door, thinking about what movie to show her, what genre. Comedy? She probably won't get our brand of humor. Romance? No fucking way. Horror? Umm, that could actually work! Yeah, horror! I see Dash walk into the living room, leaving me alone in the kitchen. Imma do something nice for her, let's think… Bagels!

I open the fridge and take out the bagels, which are wrapped in plastic. I acquire the cream cheese, a knife, two plates, two cups, and a large bowl. I set all this on the counter and put the bagels in the toaster. I then proceed to grab two cups and pour some milk into both cups. I grab a bag of popcorn and pour a decent amount into both mine and Dash's bowl. Hope she likes this.

I look over at the clock and notice that it says 9:38. *Pop* the sound indicates that the bagels are finished. I take them and smear cream cheese over the surface of the open-faced halves. I somehow manage to balance all this as I take it out to the living room. I see Dash, resting on the couch facing my TV. She looks sooo cute when she's tired.

"Yo Dash, got something for you!" She snaps out her rest and looks at me, then at the food. Her eyes light up as she makes the connection.

"You made me dinner? Thanks!" I set down the plate on the couch, to her right. Then I set mine down to her left.

"I don't wanna sound mean, but please try not to spill any stuff on this couch. This thing is a bitch to clean." I say, trying to sound nice, yet still firm.

"I won't! Don't worry about it!" She shrugs off my comment and begins to chow down on the bagel. Jeez, she really likes those things.

I chuckle to myself a bit and walk over to the DVD rack. I look at the horror movies. The Shining? Nah. Saw? Oh FUCK NO. AvP? Hmmm, nah. Alien? Yeah, that's actually really good. I grab Alien and pop it into the DVD player to the right of my 45" LCD TV. I look around the room and notice that while cleaning up, we had missed something. Or rather, somethings; the subs. YES! Surround sound!

I plug the subs into the TV and dim the lights, grabbing the remote and sitting down next to Dash on the couch. She hardly seems to notice, however, as she is still wolfing down her bagel. I plop down on the couch next to her, careful to move my food before doing so.

"So, what are we watching?" She asks, looking up from her food, "Is it cool?"

"It's called Alien. It's a horror movie that got lots of good reviews" I see her shocked face, "Oh, but it still isn't as cool as you. That's not even possible."

I see Dash relax at the compliment, her face turning red. Awww.

"So, let's watch!" The title comes up and I select play, the room now completely dark except for the glow given off by the TV.

I'll admit, maybe watching Alien with Dash wasn't the best idea from a moral standpoint. That one part where Dallas tries to hunt down the Alien by himself has Dash shivering and clinging to me. It feels awesome to be able to comfort Dash, or at least try. She curls up around me and winces whenever something scary happens. We finish our popcorn about halfway through the movie, but by then, both of us are totally full, anyways. I watch the movie until the very end with her wrapped around me, most likely in fear. I watch the last survivor leave the ship in the escape pod, the screen turning black and the credits beginning to roll.

I look down at Dash, who is less shaky now than she was through most of the movie. She is snuggled up close to me, enjoying my company and my presence. Maybe I do have a chance with her, just maybe I can make this work. I look over at the clock; 11:45. It's late, but not too late for me to have a kick ass time with my favorite pegasus.

"So, whatcha wanna do? You wanna head home now?" I note her longing eyes, "Or you could just stay here again tonight."

"I'd like that. Thanks Danny." She smiles gently and closes her eyes, leaning her head against my chest.

I stretch my arm until it is around Dash's shoulder. I rest my head on hers and embrace the moment, which seems to last forever. Every negative emotion seems to flow out of my body. When I finally decide to get up from the embrace, the clock reads 12:00. Midnight.

"Damn, it's pretty late. I guess I'm gonna go to bed, gotta meet Vinyl at noon tomorrow." I say, walking into my bedroom, "Hey Dash, what's the date anyways?"

"Oh, it's October 24!" She suddenly looks extremely excited, "It's gonna be Nightmare Night soon! I can't wait!"

"Awesome! I think I know what I'm gonna go as, but I need to get the design to Rarity so she can make me a head." I believe that my eyes lit up as I spoke the next part, "I know! I could hold a concert! An awesome concert with lights and fog machines and stuff! Just like deadmau5!"

"What? A concert? Why wouldn't you just wanna go around pranking people like I do?" She looks confused, "And what do you mean lights? I thought that concerts had music, not lights."

"Ugh, just watch this video." I grab my laptop and connect to youtube fairly quickly, pulling up the video of deadmau5's performance of Professional Griefers/Harder Better Faster Stronger.

She watches the entire video with a gaping mouth. When it is over, she just stares at me, apparently excited.

"That. Was. Awesome!" She launches herself into the air, careful to avoid contact with the ceiling, "You're going to do something like that? That's gonna be soooooo cool!" She squishes her cheeks together.

"Yeah, if I can find out where to get half of this stuff. I know I'm not gonna find the screens anywhere, but do you have any idea where I can get some strobes?" I need to get this whole muthafucka of a concert set up in a week. A week! This was going to a BITCH!

"Sorry, I don't really know about any of that stuff. Maybe Vinyl could help you out. She's into lights and stuff, but nowhere near this level." She looks excited, "This is gonna be soooo awesome! What are you gonna be for Nightmare Night? Are you gonna be a ghost?"

"No, I'm gonna be deadmau5. At least, I'll have his mau5head." I pull up a picture of the red deadmau5 head that I plan on using, "Looks nice, huh? I'm gonna get Rarity to make me one."

"Yeah, actually it's kinda cool looking." She states.

"What are you gonna go as? Wonderbolts?" I guess, expecting to be right.

"Nope! Shadowbolts!" She says proudly.

"Shadowbolts, aren't they the ones that tried to get you to abandon your friends?" I am confused, "Are they sorta like the Anti-Wonderbolts?"

"Yeah, they're the bad Wonderbolts! I've gone as the Wonderbolts for the past five years, decided to try something new this year." She seems proud of her decision, and that makes me happy.

"Well, I'm sure you'll be awesome either way, that's just who you are." I see her blush brightly, egging me to stroke her ego some more, "I mean, is it even possible for you to not be cool? I highly doubt that possibility is even remotely believable."

"Thanks Danny." She walks into the bedroom, "I'm getting kinda tired, wanna crash now?"

"Yeah, that sounds good. I gotta get on my pajamas first, though." I see her confused look, "Clothes that humans wear to bed. They're typically more comfortable but less durable than typical clothes."

I walk into the bedroom and grab my pj's, then proceed to walk into the bathroom, leaving Rainbow alone for a few minutes. I use this solitude to sort out my thoughts.

Jesus Christ! I cannot blow this! I need to make this work. I think I might need to tell her what she means to me. I sit on the closed toilet seat, deep in thought. Man I'm gonna blow this, I fuck everything up. From Rubik's cubes to relationships, I literally fuck everything up. I need to try, though. This means a whole lot fucking more than some dumbass Rubik's Cube. I will not lose this! I can't lose this!

After an invigorating talk with my subconscious, I get dressed and get ready to talk to Dash. This is fucking it, don't blow it dude!

I walk out of bathroom, leaving my dirty clothes in the hamper. I'll have to figure out a way to wash them later.

I walk into my bedroom, getting ready to spill the beans about how I felt everyday about her. I see Dash resting on my bed, obviously tired from the party. Her eyes still light up upon seeing me. I sigh, getting ready to tell my story. I sit down on my bed next to Dash, facing her and staring into her beautiful rose eyes. She rests her tired head on mine before I can begin talking, though I continue anyways.

"Hey, Dash. You don't know what being here means. You have no idea; this is like a dream come true, you're a dream come true." I ignore her flattered reaction and continue whist laying down and staring at the ceiling, "All those countless days spent in front of the computer, searching videos and stories about you. Reading them and wishing I could be there. Then even more countless were the nights, where I would sometime cry myself to sleep, knowing that Equestria couldn't exist, that you couldn't exist. It hurt, ya know? Every day was the same damn thing. But look where I am now, living the dream. With you next to me, I feel happier than I ever have before. The pain is gone, replaced by you. Replaced by happiness, the first I've felt in a while."

I sit up and look over at Dash for the first time since starting my story, and I am greeted by a welcome scene. She smiles gently, and then wraps her hooves around me in a comforting hug. I return the hug, and shed a tear, knowing that my pain is finally over, she is my painkiller. I let the tear flow down and land on her back, prompting her to release the hug and begin to speak.

"You know Danny, I don't wanna say that you mean more to me than I mean to you, 'cause that's obviously not true. I wanna let you know though, that you're the first guy to take me for more than a one-night-stand. You might say that I'm more awesome, but you are definitely pretty awesome to me." She resumes the hug and lets a single tear drop onto my shirt. I dunno why, but seeing Dash like this makes me feel both good and bad. Bad, because who would want to see Rainbow Dash this sad. Happy, because I feel like I'm here for her, like I mean something.

I continue to hold her until the clock next to my bed reads 12:20.

"Dash, I've kinda gotta get to sleep now." I lie down once again and turn out the light. I can no longer see Dash, but I can feel her. She snuggles up closely next to me and I begin running my hand through her mane. I can feel the world begin to fade as I drift into a peaceful sleep for the second time in a row.

I am in field, with Rainbow Dash about twenty or so feet ahead of me. Woah, what the fuck? I… whatever. I somehow agree with the circumstance I am in and begin to move towards Rainbow Dash, the sole source of familiarity in this seemingly abandoned field.

I try to move my legs, but somehow, I can't. It's like I am buried in sand. I look back at Rainbow Dash, seeing a scary sight.

She is strapped into a surgical bed on her back, struggling to get out, but to no avail. I can also see another figure materialize next to her; a human. He looks roughly fifteen years old, around my age with short black hair and an athletic build. He is wearing a pair of cargo pants and a U of M shirt. I recognize this human, but I can't put my finger on where I saw him. Probably school. What scare me about this human is that he is holding what looks like a nineteenth century bone saw. He flashes me a wicked grin, and glares down at Rainbow Dash. No…

"Danny, help! Help me! Please!" Dash is clearly scared out her mind, as am I. I struggle against my invisible bonds, but they hold tight.

"Let's begin." He says in an intimidating voice, stretching out Rainbow's left wing, "This should be fun."

I hear an ear piercing scream as her left wing is slowly and painfully sawed off, tears forming in her eyes. She looks at me, her eyes confused and sad.

I begin to talk, but no voice comes out of my mouth, as if someone has sealed it shut. I watch in terror as the person cuts her other wing off as well, causing more pain. He raises both wings and sets them on a table that I hadn't noticed before.

"A fine trophy piece! What's that now?" He responds to her whimpers of pain and fear, "Not the greatest flyer in Equestria now, are you? Oh well, let's continue. I have great plans for you!"

He sets down the saw and picks up a tool that I barley recognize; a very primitive, crude, jagged scalpel. He glances down at the quivering Rainbow Dash, who tries to communicate.

"W-Why? W-Why are you d-doing this t-to me?" She looks crushed.

"Fun! I've always wanted to be a doctor, and I've always wanted to do amputations. I'm sorry that I can't talk longer, but I have a very busy schedule." He takes the scalpel and cuts a clean line down her chest. Suddenly, I hear a ringing noise and the kid thrusts his hand into his pocket, grabbing what looks like a cell phone.

"Yeah…Yeah…No, you dumbass, I didn't kill her. Just tore off her wings…One thousand dollars! You kidding me? Yeah I'll be there!" He looks down at Dashie with a cold look on his face, "Sorry, but we'll have to cut this appointment short. I have already gotten an offer for those beautiful wings of yours. Goodbye"

He takes a pistol out of his pocket and points it at her head. She looks at me one last time with a scared look.

"I thought you would be there for me." BANG! Her head bolts back as the bullet travels through her brain, leaving a red paste on the surface of the surgical table. No… That BASTARD! STUPID MUTHERFUCKER! ASSHOLE'S GONNA FUCKING PAY!

My warrant for revenge has to go unsatisfied, as the dickhole simply disappears, leaving behind nothing but the surgical table and Dash's corpse. NO! NONONONO!

MY life is over; I walk over to Dash's corpse and begin to cry, the spell has apparently worn off. After five or so minutes of this, I look around her and notice that the cocksucker left behind his handgun.

"Well, maybe I'll see you later Dash." I grab the gun and lift it to my head, closing my eyes. I have nothing left. I pull the trigger. Goodbye.

I bolt upright, sweaty and wide awake. Looking around, I notice that I'm in my room. Which means that that was a nightmare. I look to my right and see that Dash is still alive and well, though she was sitting up.

"Something wrong Danny?" She seems concerned, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Y-You're alive!" I grab her in a tight hug, crying heavier than I have in a long time, "I-I thought that asshole killed you. I'm sorry, I wasn't there."

She seemed stunned at my sudden breakdown, though she returned the hug. After awhile, I pulled away from the hug.

"What happened? Tell me Danny?" She seemed worried for me.

"Well, I had a really bad dream." I described the entirety of the dream, tears leaking through at some moments. I saw Dash's reaction go from horror to sorrow. From anger to sympathy.

"… And the worst part was, I couldn't save you. I had to watch. I promised that I would protect you, and I plan on upholding that promise. I just can't believe that I… I couldn't." I clench my fist and slam shut my eyes, trying to withstand the internal pain. I feel tears leaking through my eyelids regardless.

"Danny, it wasn't your fault. It was just a dream. I know that you would never abandon me. I trust you, Danny." I look up from my tears and into her eyes. I suddenly realize that she is right. It is just a dream, it didn't play by the rules. I'm still gonna protect her, with my motherfucking life.

"And I will never let anything hurt you." I feel the tears start to recede, "I care about you more than anything I have ever cared about. You are my world, and I could never betray you."

I lay back down on bed, my arms wrapped around Dash. Her eyes are closed, relieved to see me relax finally. I hold her close and drift into sleep again, hoping for no more nightmares.

Yeah, so cupcakes and shit. I would've uploaded this earlier, but ya know. Skrim, a 3DS, and Ocarina of Time kept me busy. I hope you liked this chapter; it wasn't the easiest to write. I did reveal the potential climax for now. See ya laterz! Random Quote: 'You Can Eat Shit and Fucking Die!'- Skrillex.