Chpt. 2-
"Hey Dashie!"
Pinkie Pie's voice cut through the air as the fuschia-coloured pony shouted at the rainbow-maned one. A cyan head turned somewhere on the cloud as she looked down at her hyperactive companion. "Hey Pinkie." the tom-colt greeted, flying down lazily. "Where were you? It took me forever to find you. It's like you are busy busy busy today, but then you were napping a while ago so I decided to come back la-" she was cut off by a "PINKIE!" from her pegasus friend. "What'd you want to talk to me about now?" Rainbow Dash continued, trying to keep the conversation at an understandable, yet communitive pace. "Oh yeah..." the pink pony trailed off and looked up at her friend. "I um..." she studdered. "C'mon! You're beginning to sound like Fluttershy now!" she complained, acting like her inpatient self. "I-uh-like.." she started, a tad louder this time. "Pinkie, tell me or I'm out of here, okay? Nice, loud, and clear." Rainbow Dash growled at the uncharistically nervous party pony. "I like you! You helped me get my Cutie Mark, and-and..." she faded in voice and looked worringly up at the pegasus for an answer. All she saw was widened magenta eyes and an open mouth. Shock. "Pinkie..I-I..." she started, not making direct eye contact with those sapphire eyes. "I don't know..." Rainbow Dash muttered, stepping back. "Oh...Sorry Dash..." the now straight-haired pony responded, tears threatining to spill out. "I'll just go then..." Pinkamena turned around and trudged a for a long time back to her rented room. No one was home. "I'm so stupid..." she sobbed into her pillow, now wet with tears.
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Rainbow Dash was in her cloud-home now, frustrated and very confused at what just happened. I like her... she thought deeply into a Daring Do book. "AGH. Now I have to start the page all over again!" she growled out loud. Starting the page over again, she refreshed her thoughts. But I only like her as a friend. Slamming down the book in frustration, she picked up a picture of her parents. "What should I do?" she asked the picture, expecting an answer. Nothing. A tear fell down her cheek slowly, but only one. "I don't know." she whispered, answering herself. The pegasus fell weak on her bed, eyes misty but not crying. Glancing at the book, she picked it up. It might make me happy SOMEHOW. She thought, flipping through thirty pages before stopping at page thirty-one, starting to read.
A/N: End of chapter two of 'Putting up a Fight'.
Ya know, you better see the video, or that guy's ganna kill me. Just kidding. But still, please watch it? Pleaassse!
The link- watch?v=z643njeO_TM
Lawl, I lost muse on this chapter. X3
It was lazy. Well, what do you expect from someone writing at 4:00 AM. O.o
I'm gonna update in the morning, too.