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                                            >be anon a week later

                                            >go out to your bike as is routine

                                            >fuel, choke, helmet, gloves, killswitch to center

                                            >*dweee*BRRRBRPRPRPRPRPRPR

                                            >sit there for about 60 seconds so she warms up, and...

                                            >you have a blue visitor hovering behind you

                                            >hit the killswitch, work can wait

                                            >"whats up dash?"

                                            >"nothing..." shes trying brush off the fact she followed you out here just to stare at you

                                            >"you want a ride?"

                                            >her eyes light up

                                            >"yeah!"

                                            >aw shit, you just remembered

                                            >"ill take you, but i gotta get you a helmet"

                                            >"pfft, as if i need one, i can just fly away if we crash"

                                            >"youre right, theres only feathers in that head anyway"

                                            >marescrunch.png

                                            >she walked right into that one

                                            >"ill tell you what, lemme run by the bike store tonight and well go for a ride soon, kay?"

                                            >"okay!" dash beamed back, and a rainbow trail shot up into the sky

                                            >you swing your leg over and restart your thumper

                                            >its been a while since you had someone on the back of this thing, but never somepony

                                            >or a girl for that matter...


                                            >roll in about 6 that night, but still the first one home

                                            >well, aside from twi and rarity

                                            >twi's been in full moondancer mode trying to negotiate with celestia

                                            >your attempts to get her to open up are met with cold, administrative amicability

                                            >she has a job to do after all, being princess of friendship

                                            >raritys been getting slammed with her etsy shop since before she moved in

                                            >she sleeps the least out of anypony

                                            >AJ went to home depot not 24 hours after moving in and got picked up as a farm hand

                                            >according to dash shell be back on weekends as part of the deal is room and board during the week

                                            >also through dash is how you know what fluttershys up to

                                            >shes been putting in some serious hours at the animal hospital

                                            >being able to understand exactly what they want earned her many hats

                                            >pinkie, you have no idea

                                            >but she comes home every evening with the most gas pastries youve ever had and a saddlebag full of cash so shes doing something right

                                            >like right now

                                            >"Hi Everypony!"

                                            >"Hi Pinkie!"

                                            >"'Ello!"

                                            >"whatsup ponk"

                                            >"hi anon! i brought some guayaba pastries!"

                                            >theyre still hot too

                                            >you chow one down from the metal tin she offered

                                            >"where did you go today?"

                                            >"welllllll i went to this one street corner in the city everypony there was like in suits so no one wanted any. but then i went to this OTHER corner on the other side of the river and everypony was like *yelling and gruff* but the second they saw what i was selling it was like we were the bestest of friends!"

                                            >you know exactly the area shes talking about

                                            >"and then one of them was like '¿porquetomanelcaballonaranjoalsucampo?'" she imitated an old hispanic guys accent

                                            >holy shit she knows spanish?

                                            >"and then i was like 'THATS APPLEJACK!' so then we went insiiiiide... we got some coffeeee..."

                                            >last thing this mare needs is caffeine

                                            >"and i went to a few more spots and now im here!"

                                            >"well sounds like you had a productive day" you bounce your hand up and down on the top of her poofy mane, earning a few giggles

                                            >"whats in the box anon?" she said, stretching her head and neck toward it

                                            >"is it one of those hats you wear when you ride your uhh, whats it called?"

                                            >you pull the blocks of styrofoam out and pull your prize out of the sheath

                                            >rarity gasped in shock

                                            >did i mention she was spectating


                                            >"in case any of you little ponies want to hop on the back you can protect your noggins"

                                            >"highlighter yellow!? ugh, and what are those childish letters on the back?"

                                            >reffering the cartoony red, blue, and yellow letters of 'THE DOCTOR" on the back

                                            >"hey dont disrespect the GOAT"

                                            >"well alex barkov at least knows how to color coordinate"

                                            >she did 'hmph' and a sassy mane flick to top it off

                                            >but you know deep down she would be ecstatic to ride up to the stadium for a hockey game

                                            >dashie bursts in, full of bravado

                                            >"hiya dashie!" ponk waves

                                            >"hey pinks, hey rarity

                                            >"'ello dashiekins"

                                            >she knows dash hates when rarity calls her that

                                            >"you nap too long?" you ask

                                            >"naaah i had to push the showers down south, applejacks gonna get soaaked-whats that!?"

                                            >"thats the helmet i got, here" you toss her the helmet

                                            >"'the... doc...tor? why is it yellow?"

                                            >"hes a goat, and they dont like getting disrespected!" ponk loudly whispered

                                            >"only the fastest man on 2 wheels." you chime in

                                            >"so saturday night. me. you. ride." you do a hang loose between you and dash to lock it down, and cool guy walk away to your room

                                            >dash was starstruck, ponk was in awe, and rarity tried to hide her jealousy