------Chapter One: Brian's Dairy------

It's been, what...five years now, and goddamn, I have changed.  I've become a much better man in so many ways, it's like I'm a completely different person!  I've been more social, and I engage in a conversation everyday that is at least five minutes long.  I've made plenty of new friends in my countryside area, some of whom are bronies themselves.  I've got a better mood, I'm generous, always willing to smile, and wanting to make friends.  Despite the man I am outside my home in the day, every evening when I trudge back to my house, exhausted from my day, the smile disappears, and I bite the dust. I flip through my photos and sigh in both happiness and depression.  I read the note, which I've remembered by heart:

"Dad,

For fifteen years you took care of me.  For fifteen years you loved me, played with me, and made sure I enjoyed my life in a world not meant to house me.  I'm not a mare of many words, but even though I told you this in person, I felt you needed a written version of it so you will know it was all real.

I love you daddy.  You helped shape me into the mare I am now.  I'm not sure what is going to happen now, or if I'll remember any of this or not, but you did a darn good job of raising me, even if I was a bit stubborn at times and short with you during others.

With Celestia's permission, I hope to allow you to keep our photos; our memories, with you so that you'll never forget.  Again, I love you, and thank you.

Your little daughter always

Your little Dashie forever

Rainbow Dash"

Why am I so selfish?  I want her back, but that means she leaves her true home.  But she'd be with me; her father.  But I'm not her real father...  Oh, who am I kidding?  I AM her real dad.  I reread the note about ten times a day, and it fills me utter joy, because she's in the right place now. She's back home with her friends.  But it also fills me with sadness, because I'll never see her again.  I remember those words: "Your love for her is undying..."  It's so clear.

Signing off for the night,

-Brian

Today, I went to go and sit under the tree under which my reunion with her occurred.  I see her walk out of the brush, sit next to me, apologize, then ask a question I'll never forget.  "Daddy...  Do...do you still love me?"  As usual, I tell her that I do, and we lock in a hug.  Then I blink, and she's gone, like a baby spider on the wind. If there is anything I can do see her again, even if it's only five minutes, I would...  No.  I'm being selfish.  I'm at war with myself over seeing her again, and leaving her in good hands.  Her friends keep the secret, which is both right and wrong.  She can't know about me, but she has to remember her father.  I turned to the old tree, clasped my hands, and said a prayer.  "Oh mighty Celestia, here me and my prayer.  You remember me, I'm the man who took care of Rainbow Dash for fifteen years when she was taken to my world in that magic accident.  I know that this is wrong, and that our worlds cannot mix, but I want to strike a deal.  I want Dashie to have the ability of free travel between the worlds, and, I can do the same, becoming a pony when I enter Equestria.  But if this is to much, fine, I understand.  Thank you for your time."  I felt as if something flowed through me.  It felt good.  I don't think Celestia heard me, but I can't turn down any chance to see Dashie again.

Signing off for the night,

-Brian

P.S. I'm sorry for the short entry.  I didn't sleep well last night.

I just don't understand.  I think my depression is leading to insanity!  Today, I was reading the paper at breakfast when I heard an extremely familiar voice say, "Hi daddy!"  I turned to see a flash of light, that blinded me in a...sort of...nice way.  When the light cleared, I found a cyan feather in its place.  I looked at it funny.  It looked just like Dashie's feathers.  It had the same kind of invisible ora of magic around it, I could feel it.  It had the same sky blue-cyan hue as Dashie.  It couldn't have come from anyone, or in this case, anypony else.  It was her feather!  But that's not possible.  The worlds are sealed off from each other, preventing travel without breaking the seal.  But if the seal was broken, Celestia would've known.  I decided to watch TV, and catch myself up on Friendship is Magic.  I must've watched two whole seasons.  I watched season 2 and 3, surprised by Discord's reformation, and Twilight becoming a princess.  Now I understood why Twilight had wings when she and Celestia STOLE DASHIE FROM ME!  No, they took her to a better place.  Goddammit!  This war is getting worse, and I'm not sure how much longer I can last.  I started to wonder.  "My love for her is undying...?  That's like a link.  Maybe, we are still attached at heart."  A stupid theory if you ask me.  Or isn't it?  I went back to the feather.  It was still lying on the floor, bright cyan without a trace of any other color.  I picked it up, and I heard something in my head.  It was Dashie!  She was crying.  I closed my eyes, and my mind sort of...blinked out of reality, I guess?  I was standing in void.  Nothing around me, nothing at all.  Just black.  I looked down, and sighed in relief to see my feet.  I took a step forward into nothing.  I felt the ground beneath me, yet nothing was there.  Suddenly, a light appeared in front of me.  It was like a spotlight.  Sitting in the light was Dashie!  It was her!  She was sobbing uncontrollably, making puddles of salty tears on the nonexistent ground.  She didn't say anything, she just cried her heart out. I tried to move to comfort her, but my feet felt like they were glued to the ground.  She was within reach, so I could easily pet her, and preen her feathers.  When I reached out, I moved in slow motion, feeling as if I was being restricted by an invisible magic.  Dashie didn't even care to notice me, she kept on crying.  I finally reached her, but the instant I felt her soft, furry coat, the light went out.  I opened my eyes.  I was standing in my kitchen, holding the cyan feather.  I looked outside to see the moon in the sky.  It was only morning when I held the feather!  I looked at the clock.  It was the kind that's an analog clock, with an LED display to tell the date.  It was 1:45 in the morning, and according to the calendar, it was the next day.  I had been stuck in that void with Dashie for 17 HOURS.  It only felt like a few minutes, when in reality, it was almost an entire day!  I stopped and stared blankly at the feather.  I was so close, yet so far.  I was THIS close to reuniting with my Dashie!  I guess I better get to sleep.  It's late.

Signing off for the night,

-Brian

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