Merry Christmas!
The flight to Canterlot was longer than I expected it to be. It had been thirty minutes and we seemed to be about halfway there. I was getting bored. I began to quietly hum the rhythm to 'Danger Zone'. Not a few seconds later I stopped humming and smiled. Dashie was humming along and didn't even seem to realize it.
"It's a nice song." I smiled breaking her out of whatever daydream she was in.
"Huh?"
"Danger Zone'. The song you were humming. It's a nice song."
"Oh. Is that what it's called?"
'Okay then. Time for more prodding.' "You don't know it? You were just humming it." My layered confusion on my voice.
"Well... I've... never heard before... I think." She seemed to be getting irritated about the whole not remembering thing.
*Flashback*
I sat on the couch with a bowl of warm popcorn sitting on my lap. It was a week after Dashie's twelfth birthday. I was watching 'Top Gun' on TV. Dashie came down the stairs a few minutes after I had situated.
"Hey dad. What're ya watchin'." Ever since she had started watching MLP, she had also become interested in just about everything else that came on TV. Some of the other shows she enjoyed included 'Storm Hawks', 'Transformers', and just about anything on 'Comedy Central'.
"An old movie called 'Top Gun'."
She looked at the screen and saw a F-4 Phantom II soar pass the camera. Her eyes lit up at the super sonic object.
"Can I watch?" She tried and failed to hide her excitement.
I looked over smiled. " I don't see why not."
She hopped up onto the couch setting next to me. She quickly decided that I should share my popcorn, which involved taking the whole bowl from me. A quick, upbeat rhythm began to play as a MiG-29 began to rocket off a aircraft carrier. Dashie looked over to me, curious.
"What's that song? I like it."
"Danger Zone. One of my favorites." I leaned my head back and began singing along while bobbing my head to the beat. After the first verse was done Dashie was singing along as well. the song ended and we both started clapping at each others performence.
*End Flashback*
"HEY!"
I shook my head roughly. "Huh, Wha?" I looked over to my right to see Dashie staring at me with a look of concern.
"You okay there Strike? You were spacing out there for a sec."
"Oh, uh, ya. Just... thinking about my daughter."
"Ya know, you never did tell me about her. What's her name?"
'Uh oh. Okay. Think. Think.' "Static."
"What's she like?" She seemed genuinely interested.
I started to relax a bit more. " Well for one thing it was hard to keep her out of the air. She loved flying. She was really fun to be around and I loved her with all my heart."
Dashie looked confused again. "Was. Loved. Your speaking in past tense. What happened?"
My bright yellow hair seemed to dim a little. "She left. I didn't want her to leave and neither did she, but it was for the best...at least that's what I told myself. Now I would face Discord himself just to be with her again." A tear rolled down my eye as I thought of the cruel irony. How close my daughter is and she doesn't even know it.
We had stopped flying and were taking a break on a cloud at this point and I was hanging my head just wondering how this would work out. I suddenly felt hooves around me and looked up to see Dashie tightly hugging me. I couldn't help but, smile.
"T-thanks. I... I needed that."
"No worries, but I don't want ya telling anypony about this. Got it. i have a rep to protect."
I chuckled. "Deal." We took off again.
You'll never say hello to you
Until you get it on the red line overload
You'll never know what you can do
Until you get it up as high as you can go
I looked over at Dashie, a bit surprised.
"Oh come on! How do I know that song?"
We both started to laugh uncontrollably.
As I said Merry Christmas. Hope ya got what ya asked for. Now if you'll excuse me there are some Nazi Zombies I need to take care of. Bye!
