Hiya! So, this is a new story I'm working on. I absolutely LOVE My Little Dashie (Cried a little at the end) and I decided to make a somewhat sequel to it, only it's not the same person or pony. I guess you could say that it's just inspired by it.

The character is based on me from 3rd grade, I just made her older and look different. Don't ask why, I just did that.

Now, let's get on with the story.

Oh, and there's no named chapters in this story.

Chapter 1

Life was no cakewalk for me. The fact that everybody that I loved/trusted just up and left me (Other than my parents) really set me on edge. I was shy and socially inept, barely able to mutter a word without stammering once. Life was dull and lost it's shine from when I was younger, when I was oblivious to how my classmates treated me. I didn't start to blame them til I was old enough to understand it WAS their fault.

Being fifteen had it's perks, but I wished I had a friend to at least talk to about them. Music was my solace, and drawing was my outlet. I was quiet and well-behaving, and that pleased my parents enough to not wonder what was wrong with me. I made straight A's, only dipping below 90's when I couldn't get sleep. Those were bad days, where the night before I had cried myself to sleep and didn't reach it till three am.

I looked fairly decent, at least to me I did. I had slight darkness around my eyes from my sleepless nights, and my lips were thin on top and thick on the bottom. My semi thick eyelashes framed my hazel eyes, which looked green more and more everyday. My hair was wavy, and couldn't be tamed. Most of the time I gave it a quick run through with a brush and found it satisfying, though my mother scolded me on just doing that and not making an effort to make myself presentable. I ignored it, finding no reason to do so.

And if it could get worse, I had an infatuation with kid's shows. They reminded me of my happy childhood, and I loved that more than anything. The only one I couldn't deal with were the ones with Dora in them. But other than her, I loved all sorts of cartoons. Some were old, like CatDog, but some were new as well. For example, I loved a show called My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.

It's aimed towards little girls, and it wasn't very adult-like of me to like the show. But my parents didn't think it was bad. I was glad. But then again, I AM a girl. So it kinda made sense that I might like the show, though it wasn't expected of me. And I was fine with this.

Anyway, back to the show. My favorite pony was Rainbow Dash, because I wished with all my heart I could be her. But the one I related with the most was Fluttershy. Like her, I was timid and scared around crowds, and had a strong love for animals. I could even speak like her, if I tried hard enough. I would have loved to have a plush of both, but for now I had Dash, and frankly, it was horrible. I love MLP, I really do, but the company doesn't even know what 'accurate' means anymore. But I could make do.

Currently, I was walking around my house. I lived down in the south, near the top right tip of Georgia. The house we had was very light gray paneled in some sort of plastic I couldn't place. The roof was a medium shade of blue, and around the house was woods, in the front very thin and in the back VERY thick. To the right side of the house, there was two rows of trees that made a sort of tree tunnel, and I loved hanging out around there. Today was like no other. Since it was Fall, it was cold and I wore a royal blue windbreaker with a heart key necklace that changed color depending on what temperature my body was, and worn blue jeans. My short haircut framed my face, and my bangs were in my eyes. I blew them out, growing frustrated with them.

There was a squeak off to my right. I paused in my tracks, my eyes widening in alarm.

I turned in the direction of the squeak, seeing nothing. I started to think it was a baby squirrel that had fallen out of one of it's trees. It's happened before; When I was seven or so I found one under this tall oak we had and rushed it to mom, but it had fell a long way and only live for five days. We took good care of it in it's final days though. However, this squeak was different, almost human-like.

I walked over to the trees where it had come from, looking around the bases. I heard the squeak again, above me. I looked up, and nearly screamed in delight.

A tiny butter yellow pony was clutching the limb above me, her pink mane covering her face. I saw what looked like wings on her back, and her flank was bare. She gave out a shrill whinny, shaking like a leaf.

I stood there in awe, til I realized she was about to fall. I stood on tiptoe and gently grabbed her, picking her off the limb and cradling her against my chest.

She stopped shaking, and looked up at me, her turquoise eyes shining. A small but very cute smile spread on her face, and she nickered, nuzzling against my neck.

Fluttershy was here. She was in my arms. She was real. I hugged her close for a second, and started to walk towards the house. I then immediately stopped in my tracks.

What were my parents going to say? Oh boy, what was I to do? I couldn't leave her out here, she could easily freeze to death. I sucked in a breath, and went forward, taking the doorknob in my free hand and opening the door, walking in quickly so that I wouldn't let out the heat.

"Peanut, where have you-" My mother immediately stopped, looking at what I had in my arm.

"Haley, what in the world is this?"

"Mother, I can explain. I-I found her outside on a limb, and I simply couldn't leave her out there; She could've died in the cold!"

There was a silence from mother, before nodding her head.

"Alright. I'll explain this situation to your father, and we'll try to find a pound to take her."

My mouth flew open, my eyes filling with rage. "MOM! This is a PEGASUS! They'll take her and do who knows what to her!" I held the filly closer, my cheeks burning in anger.

Needless to say, my mom was taken aback. "Dear..." she paused for a second, then her eyebrows wrinkled in amusement, a smile on her face.

"Alright, alright. We were talking about getting you a puppy or something anyway, what's the difference?" She then looked to the horse in question. "wo which one is it?"

"F-Fluttershy. The one that I impersonate all the time." I mumbled, as she took her hand and ran it through Fluttershy's mane. She seemed to cower a little, but then leaned into it, giggling softly.

"Well...This will be eventful, won't it?" She stated, looking up at me. I smiled, something I did rarely.

"I guess." I agree, scratching the pony behind the ears. She acted like a puppy and her leg started to wag. I laughed softly.

Things seem to be looking up.

There! First chapter done! I really, REALLY wanted to do this, and I love Flutters. ^v^

I'll update when I can or when I have the inspiration.

Til then, though...

~Rainbow Showers