Short - Rainbow Dash's Confession

>You were at the Ponyville bar, sitting at the counter.
>Rainbow Dash was sitting next to you.
>She has been very quiet this evening. On any other day, she usually was spouting something about the Wonderbolts or some new trick she learned.
>But she was silent most of the time, only speaking in monosyllables to answer your questions about her day and such.
>You are concerned for her, but you know she won't ever confirm that something was bothering her if you'd dare ask.
>You dispensed with the small-talk for the rest of the night, letting her sort out whatever was bugging her in peace.
>You sit staring at the back of the bar, lost in your own thoughts.
>You bring the glass to your lips and take a long sip of your beer.
>Rainbow Dash suddenly blurts out a string of incoherent words.
>You are startled and nearly choke on your beer.
>You compose yourself.
>Raspily "What did you say, RD?"
>Rainbow Dash's eyes wee darting everywhere, trying to avoid yours.
>Rainbow Dash mumbles something as she looks into her glass.
>You are getting a little annoyed.
>Impatiently "What is it, RD? Just come out with it already."
>She closes her eyes, sighs, and looks at you with misty eyes.
>Tears formed at the corners.
>Your jimmies rustle, fearful that she will tell you that someone close to her hurt her in the past.
>You were not ready for that.
>You eye her expectantly, nonetheless.
>"I-I-" her nervous coughing cutting her off. She regains control. Sniffling, she hoarsely continues "I think I'm a l-lesbian" the last part being whispered.
>She quietly breaks down on the bar counter as to not attract attention from the other patrons.
>You remain silent, processing what she had said.
>You knew there was only one appropriate response.
>Breathing, then taking another swig of beer, you set it down and turn to face Rainbow Dash.
>"RD..." placing your hand on her foreleg and gently shaking it.
>Rainbow Dash raises her head and faces you.
>Her eyes were puffy. Tears streamed down her face.
>She was so vulnerable right now.
>With infinite grace you reassure her "RD, It's okay. It does not matter if you are attracted to mares-"
>RD sniffles loudly and wipes her nose.
>"-it only matters that you're happy being who you really are, with the pony you really love."
>You don't receive an answer. Rainbow Dash's head was downcast.
>A tear falls onto the counter.
>You stroke her forearm, trying to comfort her.
>Rainbow Dash looks up at you, placing a hoof on top your caressing hang.
>Sniffling once again "D-do really think so, Anon? You th-think that everypony will still like me if they found out? Do you" putting her hoof on your chest "still like me?"
>Her face scrunches up.
>You take her hoof in both your hands and spoke simply "Yes, Rainbow Dash. I'm still your friend - nothing is going to change that. As for other ponies, I'm certain that they will still love you."
>"Really?"
>"Yes."
>Rainbow Dash beams ans lunges forward, wrapping her arms around your waist, her face planted into your chest.
>She cries there.
>You hold her around the whithers and stroke her mane.
>Looking over Rainbow Dash's head, you watch the rain fall outside the bar window.
>Tears ran down your face.