My Dear Twilight,

It is hard to express in vocal equestrian just what my feelings are. I'll just have to settle for the written. You already know I'm dying, there is nothing you can do to help me. I wish to do something completely desperate so that I will not have to give you this letter.

You are the Spark in my life, Twilight. And my life has been a hard one. I do not wish to go into details, but I knew that lightning bolt was going to kill me. I used to love Gilda, for she was unfathomably strong and unstoppable. She never really understood me though. I am glad she tried to at least.

I went to psychologists for many years, Twilight. They told me that I would have troubles in any relationship's I tried. They were right. Did you know I dated Fluttershy for awhile? Yes it was sweet, but she was so demanding. She wanted to change me, change me until I would be unrecognizable. It was a stupid decision, and I regret ever having a relationship with her.

I guess I should be more open to you, Twilight. I have two weeks, at most, to live. If my attempt does not work, I will die before I gather enough courage to tell you this myself.

I love you Twilight. And it is a heartfelt love, not the hormonal love I am sure you are so used to. I feel a connection with you, do you feel it too? I hope you do, for if you do not and this letter is in vain, I do not know what I will do.

When we talk I feel like everything I have done and experienced is worth it. I feel like it's ok that I can't fly, or that I can't run. As long as I'm with you, I can do anything.

Sincerly, Dash.

Twilight catches on

"Dash did you and Fluttershy ever...  Date?" Twilight was being very nosy today.

"No Twilight we never dated. I like people who have a backbone, and Fluttershy is not one of those people... What even brought this on anyway? I haven't dated or had any interest in dating anyone for years. And even if I did I wouldn't discuss it with some pony that I hardly know like you!" Woah, where had that come from. Aw I think I actually hurt her feelings...  Twiight ran off crying, while Rainbow Dash just hovered there. It was a beautiful day just like every other day in this horrible alternate world. If Dash were honest with herself she would suspect that Celestia was in on it, so it would at least make sense why all of her bad days, which seemed to be all of them, were on bright beautiful days.

Of course, her day only got worse after that. She had to go to Rarity's shop to get one of her scarves patched up because Gummi gummed a hole in one of them. Rarity spent the entire visit glowering at her like some kinda worthless piece of trash.

"What is wrong with you Rarity? I know you don't like me but..." Rarity looked even madder at her after that. Rarity opened her mouth to speak.

"I can't tolerate people who lie and cheat and mess with other ponies feelings. Especially those of my friends! Take your scarf and your business elsewhere!" Dash found herself being lifted by magic and forcefully thrown through the door. It shattered as she flew it, sending wood splinters into her skin. It took her literally almost an hour to pull them all free. Now her fur was all bloody. She wanted an apple or something to make her feel better so she went to apple acres.

Splat!

Where she was promptly sniped out of the sky by 3 apples. Cue Applejack ranting.

"I'm the element of honesty and I thought you were better than this! I can usually judge any pony better than this! I feel so horrible! Get off my Orchard or else." Ok, so now she was covered in blood and apple juice. Maybe Pinkie won't be psycho?

A letter drifted by from derpy, who glared at her before flying away. It was a letter addressed from Pinkie! She opened it up.

Dear ex-friend Rainbow Dash,

My name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, you hurt my friend, prepare to Pie!

What do you mean Pie?

Dash suddenly realized that she was in the shadow of something large. She tried to get out of the way but couldn't in time.

Ker-Splat!

"Mmmmmm Blue berries! I love Blueberries." Dash was now covered in bloody patches, apple juice and blueberries.

There was a note on the outside of the pie.

It's blueberry pie, before you decide to eat any. We know you are allergic.

Since when was she allergic to blueberries? She hated parallel dimensions.