I woke up in my bed. 

What the hell? I had my head blown apart. You can't fix up chunks of head then send the fucker home. Had I dreamed that whole month? 

I opened the window. Absolutely beautiful day. Fucking perfect. 

I made myself some breakfast, then sat down to eat it. Everything seemed so much... Better than it ever had. The table chair was comfier, the room was more colourful. After breakfast I walked outside to feel the day, when who should be waiting but Rainbow Dash. Funny, I'd just had a dream about her. Then the memories of the dream came back. The sorrow, the emotion. I immediately took her in a huge bear hug, then realized what I was doing, and let go, preparing for the awkward moment. But to my surprise, she hugged back. We stood there hugging for a few minutes. I hadn't been dreaming. I was dead. So was Rainbow Dash. We were in the afterlife. But as long as we were in the afterlife together, it was okay. As we finished our hug, I told Dash,'You couldn't understand how much I missed you. It was so terrible.' she kissed me on the cheek and said, 'I felt every bit of it.' 

How had we not seen this compatibility before? Why did we have to die to see we were meant for each other? I didn't care. As long as we were together, that was all that mattered. We watched the entire world together from our heavenly universe. We saw the war escalate into the third World War, lasting eight years, taking the lives of 40+million people. We saw the peace agreements. We watched the oil wells dry up, then saw the scientists discover how to replicate photosynthesis, cleaning the desperately CO2-rich air forever. We watched humanity and ponykind evolve, grow, and decline. We watched the entire world and all that took place on it. Just the two of us. Together, for all eternity. But first, I had something to do. Before I left my house with Dash, I excused myself. I walked casually into the bathroom, sat down on the toilet and had a nice, long fap. 

The end.