Author's Note: I recently read the extraordinary fanfic My Little Dashie, which could be found on .com/document/d//edit?pli=1, and thought it was a piece of art! With that inspiration in my head, coupled with one of the best songs dedicated to a father and a daughter, I wrote this passionate story about the bittersweet ending to the fanfic.
Enjoy!
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A Rainbow Remembrance
Based on the fanfic My Little Dashie and the song Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle
By: Procyon Writer
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A couple days after I found Rainbow Dash, my heart still couldn't believe such a miracle before my eyes.
She waddled around, still too young to fly, and smiled all the time. Though she became confused and sometimes hurt herself due to her inexperience, I was always there to help her back onto her feet.
Then, at night, after the day's work was over and all was completed, when I was about to rest for the night, my little Rainbow Dash wandered over to my bedside and kiss me on the cheek.
"Goodnight Daddy," she says to me before she heads out of my room to her chair.
A hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night.
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Time passed by so quickly and, before I knew everything, Rainbow Dash was grown up. She was like a typical teenager, flying around the room and doing whatever she wanted. She developed a love for fast cars and soaring through the air, as expected from a strong flier like her.
As she grew up, it was clear to me that her old habits float away as she inherited her own room, leaving the reclining chair as a bed forever.
However, in spite of all the growing up she did over the years and her old habits fading away with time, every night, when I am about to turn off the lights for the night, my now-grown Rainbow Dash would go to my bedside and kiss me on the cheek.
"Goodnight Dad," she sheepishly says before she turns around and leaves my room for her own.
A hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night.
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Today, they took my Rainbow Dash away from me. After the ponies came and teleported her away, I'm only left with a photo album, a note, and some memories of my precious daughter that I've raised for a dedicated twenty years.
Going outside into the night sky, I thought about the times me and my little pegasus spent together – both the happy and sad moments combined. Then, as I watched the stars above me gleam, a sudden breeze hit me in the cheek, leaving a slight cool spot that stood above all the skin around it.
Then, I remembered one more precious memory that I would cherish above the others forever…
A hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night.
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