Prompt: Blue

Blue...blue is my favorite color of the spectrum

My favorite place to be? In the wide blue open sky, flying with style and bucking clouds.

My lifelong dream? To be a Wonderbolt ofcourse, those 'majestic', ugh that's such an egghead word fliers that combined almost everything I love.

From stunt flying in front of a crowd, down to their getup: Dark blue flight suits that make everything they did at least twenty percent cooler.

But none of those things -awesome as they are- are the reason blue is my favorite color...

Never thought I would think this but that reason comes with a whole lot of pink.

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The cyan blue Pegasus sighed and rolled over on the cloud she was resting on looking at the clouds, even though it was her scheduled nap time she couldn't get comfortable.

Images of those light-blue pools filled wonder kept flashing through her mind.

Which led to -as it always did- her thinking about the pony that belonged with those pools.

Ponyville's premier party pony Pinkie Pie.

She sighed again, hanging out with Pinkie was great fun, they could laugh together, go pranking together and even just go for a walk or a run or on occasion flying... and Pinkie never seemed to slow down, no matter what she was doing.

She sometimes wondered where the pink mare got all her energy from, and that in turn led her to think about the other things pinkie could do:

Hiding in flower pots and sponge holders.

Predict the falling of objects, and ponies.

And she's even faster than I am!

That was always at the heart of it, though Dash respected... admired... loved Pinkie, it irked her that her marefriend was faster than she was.

She was supposed to be the fastest, she had always been the fastest, even back in flight school she was faster than any other pony.

Yet whenever she tried to outrun her marefriend, she got caught.

"There you are Dashie!" her view of the blue sky obscured by a pink face with blue eyes.

"Come on!" Pinkie kissed her on the top of her nose and dragged her off the cloud.

Dash didn't even stop to question how Pinkie had manged to get up to her resting cloud -it being at least three stories high- and simply followed her marefriend, lazily flapping her wings as pinkie bounced up and down.

"What is going on Pinks?" she asked, not really expecting an answer. "You know it's my nap time."

"Uh huh. But I was looking, and I saw that you couldn't sleep!" The pink mare said as if it was obvious to anypony.

"So I thought to myself: Pinkie, Dashie can't sleep, what can I do to help her with that?"

The pink mare had stopped bouncing and was removing the springs from under her hooves. "And myself replied!"

"Myself said that I should totally make you take me flying!"

Dash took a moment to scratch her head before admitting defeat in the face of Pinkie logic, greater forces than her had tried and failed after all.

Gravity was currently losing the battle with her marefriend as Pinkie bounced up and hung suspended in the air for a few seconds before shooting forward and landing on Dash' back.

"Ow! Hey, watch the wings." The Pegasus said, before flapping her wings a little more strongly to send them upwards.

"Sorry Dashie." Pinkie giggled, "I just wanted to make it so that you wouldn't have to land, I know how much you love flying."

Dash merely rolled her eyes at this latest example of the strange ways her friend's mind worked.

"So where are we going? She asked.

"We... are going..... to CLOUDSDALE!" Pinkie cheered. "I managed to get my hooves on tickets for the new tryouts for the Wonderbolts, and I thought you'd might like to join!"

Dash' eyes went wide and she craned her neck to look at her marefriend. "Wha- how? When?"

she forgot to flap her wings for a moment, but it came back to her after a few seconds of free fall.

"Wheeeee!" Pinkie was obviously having fun. "I got them last week, and then I thought to myself: Pinkie I'm sure that Dashie will love these! And myself agreed with me."

Her face falls slightly, "I didn't want to make you take me all the way there, because then you'd be too tired to fly properly, but apparently since I won them I have to be there to redeem them."

She nestled her head in Dash's mane. "And since my flying contraption broke down two days ago I couldn't just fly next to you, I'm sorry Dashie."

"Hey!" Dash lurched and startled her rider. "You have nothing to be sorry for! You went and got tickets just so I could compete, and you did everything you could to make sure I could go. You are totally awesome."

Dash sometimes forgot that when she cheered up Pinkie, she would be hugged fiercely... She got a reminder only a few seconds after she'd said her piece.

After another free fall and another squeal from Pinkie they were well on their way to Cloudsdale.

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"You're up next!" a stallion told her, "Get out there and show us what you've got!"

Dash flexed her wings and was off like a bullet, Twisting one way, dodging a cloud, turning that way and flying upside down for a while, Twirling around the next obstacle in her way with a grace only years of flying experience could bring.

She was in her element and she felt great, on top of the world! But then she looked down, and spotted pink, staring up at her with that impossibly wide smile and those blue eyes in which she could drown, and she lost her focus.

An hour or two and a visit to the infirmary later they were outside the arena again and Dash was leaning on Pinkie, having twisted an ankle on a cloudcrete support beam on her last trick.

"I'm sorry you didn't win Dashie, but I'm sure you'll get it next time!" Pinkie chirped and kissed her deeply, Dash just looked at the mare -her mare- she looked at her poofy hair, her pinker than pink coat and most of all her wide blue smiling eyes.

She smiled into the kiss.

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