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Author’s Note: I published this a couple of weeks before “Sisterhooves Social” aired, so

keep that in mind when you get to Rarity’s backstory.

Also, for anyone who gets linked directly here rather than through my dA posting of it,

this pic was what inspired the ending scene and, along with “My Little Dashie” (which

you should read before reading this, as this is an interpretation of a possible sequel),

the whole story: http://csimadmax.deviantart.com/art/new-season-259085425 I’m not that

great at describing clothing, so the picture will give you a much better idea of what they’re

wearing than I was able to describe. XD

A Moment

It’s been a good number of years… Heck, it’s been almost a decade, now that I think

about it, since my daughter, Dashie, was called back to fulfill her role amongst the keepers of the

Elements of Harmony. More accurately, and probably more importantly, she was called back to

her place within her circle of close friends, back to the world of Equestria, where she could be

free to be all that she could be as a pegasus pony. It used to be that, confronted with such a

saddening departure, I would have collapsed into a state of utter despair. However, that was just

the type of thing that having Dashie in my life for fifteen years had cured. Her presence and the

love that we shared as father and daughter transformed me from an indifferent, discontented

everyman into a more cheerful, more involved, and ultimately more optimistic human being. This

isn’t to say that her disappearance from my life didn’t hurt, but I didn’t let it fester. I have been

able to move on with my life, as I know she would want me to do.

This all being said, some of the details remain the same as they were. I’m still living

outside of town in the place where we spent our last years together. The landscape out here is

so pleasantly rustic that, even were it not rife with memories of my time with my daughter, I

wouldn’t want to leave. My employer is the same, though I have managed to step up the career

ladder a bit. I still live by myself, but that doesn’t mean that I’m still alone. I’ve made some good

friends since Dashie left, something else that I owe to the power that she has had on my life. I

haven’t settled down with anybody as of now, though that doesn’t necessarily mean that I’ve

closed myself off to the idea. What I have decided, however, is that I will simply handle that

possibility if and when it arises rather than try to force it. It helps that my time with Dashie

already provided me with one of the best family experiences almost anyone has ever had the

luck to live through. In any case, I take things here one day at a time.

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The group of six ponies had just finished helping the Apple family with some applebucking

Fluttershy, who held a hoof up to Twilight’s mouth.

“She’s having a moment.”

Twilight’s eyes widened for a second before settling into a look of genuine concern.

“Oh…I see.” Knowing this would probably be no quick affair, she took her seat next to the other

two ponies. After a few moments, she ventured, “Was it the party that set you off, Dash?” Dash

simply nodded in response.

The trio sat there, reflecting, until the other three eventually came out to investigate.

Sensing that there was great distress, they joined their friends in sitting. Applejack was the first

to speak.

“A moment?”

Fluttershy muttered, “Yeah.”

Applejack nodded sagely and said, “Ah kinda figgered. After we stopped to watch Twilight

dancin’, she gave off one o’ those meanin’ful looks to nopony in particular, and she left not long

after that.”

Everypony knew what Applejack meant by “meanin’ful looks”. They were the looks that

Dash shot off in the direction of the camera if and when she became aware that it was focused

on them at that moment. For a while after they had returned, this signaled that, after the scene

was over, Dash was going to go off and contemplate for a while. However, she had eventually

grown to take these moments in stride, and for the past few years, the looks were all she did.

Nonetheless, here she was again, and she seemed more melancholy than at any time before.

Pinkie Pie shifted uncomfortably before finally asking, “Dashie, what can we do for you?

It hurts us all to see you all sad and mopey and stuff, especially when you should be having lotsa

fun, like tonight! I’m glad this hasn’t happened in a reeeeeally long time (like, I can’t even

remember the last time it happened), but it can’t go on forever, ya know! Besides, I thought you

said you were too tough to let it keep a sporty pony like you down, so what happened?”

Dash smiled a little. Pinkie was the only one who could get away with calling her

“Dashie” without triggering some sort of negative emotion. It was probably because she was so

carefree and excitable that it was hard to picture her not saying it at least sometimes. With the

most positivity she had shown since coming outside, she explained, “There’s not really anything

you can do except to keep being the awesome and supportive friends you are. Besides, it can’t

and won’t go on forever. Like you said, I’ve just sorta powered through a lot of the scenes I

remembered watching at home. This time hurts more than the others, though, because for this

scene I remember thinking more strongly than at any other time that I’d like to be here in this

world.” Realizing what she was implying, she added, “I still am glad to be here, and I know that

this is where I belong. It’s just that, I can’t help but think of him when we get to these situations

and hope that Celestia let him keep my note and photos for remembrance.”

Twilight spoke up, “Actually…Celestia just talked to me about this recently, and, yes, she

did let him keep that stuff.” Dash’s ears perked up, and her expression instantly transformed

from one of sorrow to one of excitement. Twilight continued, “She had said that she didn’t really

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