Dash was at a loss for words. She was lost. Twilight was lost to her. That Captain Jackhammer stole her freind from her, even if Twilight didn’t see them as friends. Even though Twi couldn’t figure out that Jackhammer was going to just toss her aside, Dash could see it! On the Rise

Any colt with half a brain,

Can see that ponykind has gone insane

To the point where I don’t know

If I’ll upset the status quo

If I throw poison in the water main

Listen close to everypony's heart

And hear that breaking sound,

Hopes and dreams are shattering apart

And crashing to the ground

I cannot believe my eyes

How the worlds filled with filth and lies

But its plain to see

The evil inside of me

Is On the Rise.

Look around

We’re living with the lost and found

Just when you feel you have almost drowned

You find yourself on solid ground

And when you believe there’s good in everyponies heart

Keep it safe and sound

With hope, you can do your part

To turn a life around

I cannot believe my eyes

Is the world finally growing wise?

Because it seems to me some kind of harmony

Is On the Rise

Dash: Anypony with half a brain

Twilight: Take it slow

Dash: Could spend their whole life howling in pain

Twilight: She looks at me and seems to know

Dash: Because the dark is everywhere and

Twilight: the things that I'm afraid to show

Dash: Twilight doesn't seem to care that soon the dark in me is all that will remain

Twilight: and suddenly I feel this glow

Dash: Listen close to everypony's heart

Twilight: And I believe there's good in everypony's heart

Dash: Hear that breaking sound

Twilight: Keep it safe and sound

Dash: Hope and dreams are shattering apart

Twilight: With hope, you can do your part

Dash: And crashing to the ground

Twilight: To turn a life around

Dash: I cannot believe my eyes, how the world's filled with filth and lies

Twilight: I cannot believe my eyes, how the world's finally growing wise

Dash: But it's plain to see evil inside of me

Twilight: And it's plain to see rapture inside of me

Is On the Rise

The Laundromat is usually quite busy on Saturdays. The humming of washing machines and the chu-chunk of turning clothing arise in the background as two ponies wait for their clothes to dry. "It is so dumb that we have been doing this for so long and never spoke," Twilight said, folding clothing with a part of her magic.

"I know," Dash responded, "All those months doing this stunningly boring chore."

"I am a fan of laundry," Twilight replied, laughing at herself.

"Psych! I love it," Dash cried, trying to save face with the purple mare.

"The feel of fabric softener." Dash grunts in agreement. "The feel of warm clothes in your hooves."

"So good," Rainbow emphasizes. Rainbow picks up a bag with her teeth and sets it atop the dryers where they were standing. "Hey, this is weird. I ordered one frozen yogurt and they gave me two. You wouldn't happen to like frozen yogurt, do you?"

"I love it," Twilight cries, smiling.

"Your kidding! What a crazy random happenstance, here." Dash passed over one of the two Yogurt cups, contenting on taking a bite of her own. "How was your weekend? You spend the whole time hunting for wild signatures?"

Twilight smiles sheepishly, "Uhm, actually, I went on a date."

Dash managed to smile despite herself. "Get right out of town, How was that?"

"Unexpected," Twilight replied, nodding, again with a sheepish smile. "She's a real good looking gal and I kinda thought she was cheesy at first."

"You should trust your instincts," Dash muttered quietly, shoveling another spoonful of yogurt into her maw.

"But, she turned out to be totally sweet. Sometimes ponies are layered like that. There's something totally different underneath then whats on the surface."

"Sometimes there's a third, even deeper, level, and that one is the same as the surface one..." Rainbow trailed off, noticing the blank stare that Twilight was giving her.

"Huh?" Twilight said, not completely sure what Dash had meant.

"Like with Pie. You gonna see her again?"

"I think I will."

"Oh," Dash responded, smiling.

"Rainbow?"

"Yah?"

"Your driving a spork into your hoof."

"So I am!" She said, taking notice of what her hoof had voluntarily done to itself to keep her from screaming. "Hilarious!" Twilight giggled. It turned akward soon after, as the spork stayed firmly planted into her fur.

"Alright!" Bad Horse Reprise Dash said, again at the internet audience. "The wait is over! This, my friends, is my freeze ray. Which, with the edition of the Milkophlonium I obtained, at my famously successful heist last week. I say successful in that I achieved my objective. It was less successful, in that I inadvertantly introduced my arch enemy to the mare of my dreams. And now she is taking her on dates, and there probably going to french kiss or something..."

"RIGHT! Freeze Ray. So as of tonight, I am in the Evil League of Evil, if all goes according to plan, which it will because I hold a P.H.D. in Awsomeness."

There is a crash as the camera comes back online, and Dash stumbles into the shot. Her mane is disheveled and her goggles are cracked. Her body aches as she swoons back and forth to stay upright. "Um, em. Woaah, freeze ray needs work. And I also need to be a little more careful as to what I say on this blog apparently, the Royal Guards and Captain Jackhammer are among our viewers. They were waiting for me at the mayors dedication to the Superhero Memorial Bridge and the Freeze Ray takes a few seconds to warm up and I wasn't... Captain Jackhammer threw a wagon at my head."

"Not to worry though, because I'm..." a sound of music starts to come off in the background...

She saw the operation you tried to pull today

But your humiliation means she still votes neigh.

And now assassination is just the only way,

There will be blood

It might be yours

So go kill someone

Signed Bad Horse

"Kill someone," Gilda asked, incredulously. She was having trouble opening a can of tuna with her claws.

"Would you do it?" Dash asked. "To get into the Evil League of Evil?"

"Look at me, mare, I am Gilda. The most badass I get is when I am your paper shredder. I am not killing material."

"Killing is not elegant or creative, its not my style."

"You have more than enough evil hours to get the henchmen you need."

" Pfft. I don't need a henchman, I am Dr. Dash. I have a PhD in Awsomeness!"

"That the new catchphrase?" She got a look from Dash as a response.

"I deserve to get in, you know I do. Its just, killing, really?"

"Hooves says he knows a filly in Manehatten who grows up to become Princess. That would be big!"

"I am not gonna kill a little foal."

"Smother an old lady?"

"Do I even know you?"