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NOT Doing Harmful Things to Your Waifu: Rainbow Dash

by kildeez

Chapter 4: Chapter IV: Complimenting Her

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A month after the “petting” incident (about five months into my stay in Ponyville) and Dash and I have been going strong. Weekend dates, days spent just watching her, and just the other day, Twi gave me a spell that made me light as a feather just so I could fly with her. With…with my marefriend. God, that sounds so weird still. Not the pony flavor to it, I mean, just the whole idea…MY marefriend. Heh.

So flying was a thing. An awesome thing, too. Loved it. I can see why my Dashie enjoys it so much. But afterwards, we’ll just talk. We’ll sit up in the clouds, and she will just let loose. It’s like the fact that nopony else could possibly be up here is enough to loosen her lips, and she’ll talk about anything. I bought up the possibility of human-pony sex with her just the other day. She laughed, but instead of changing the subject, we wound up in a half-hour review session of everything: the shortcomings, the things that might pop up because of anatomical differences, the perks of fingers…

And then I did something I never thought I’d have the guts to do. She’d been talking about anatomical needs, asking me about some of the flaws in bipedal locomotion (her words, if you can believe it), and when I turned to her, she’d made a cute little shrug and smiled. “I mean, just curious…” she’d said.

“Why do you do that?” I’d asked.

“Do what?” She’d asked.

“Every time you say something smart, you smile and shrug it off like it’s no big.”

“’Cuz it isn’t! I-it’s not like I’m some sorta egghead like Twilight or something…”

And then I said it. Don’t know why, it just came out of my mouth before I could even think about it. “Egghead or not, someone like you shouldn’t be trying to hide how freakin’ smart they are.”

She’d looked up at me, eyes widening. “Me…smart?”

“Hasn’t…anypony toldja that? What, don’t tell me I’m the first person who noticed how amazingly intelligent you are?”

That did it. There was no shrugging it off now. Her eyes widened further, a blush forming on her face. I just bit my lip. Why…why did I have to say it like that!? I didn’t have to call her amazingly intelligent! God…how could I be so…so…

“Hey, Nonny?” She’d asked.

“Y-yeah?”

“Get your weird, flat butt over here. We’re snuggling.” That was an order, not a suggestion.

“O-okay,” I’d said, and that was what we did for the rest of the day.

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