Forever Binding: Rainbow Dash Pt. 2

>The two of you finally find your way to the train station.
>"Why are we here? We need to get to the game! "
>You raise an eyebrow and glance at your watch.
>12:30.
>You look back at Dash; She legitimately looks panicked.
"Well, for starters, the game doesn't start until 5."
>"All the good seats will be taken by then! We gotta go!"
>She's flying back and forth now, the winged equivalent of pacing.
>You chuckle.
"I don't think you'll need a seat with the way you're moving."
>She jams her hooves underneath your arms.
"Whoa, calm down! The train will take us!"
>"No time!"
"There's no way you have the str--aaaAAAAHHH!!!"
>She successfully manages to lift you about 6 feet from the ground.
>You kick helplessly.
>"Stop or I'll drop you!"
>You go limp as she takes off.
>This mare must have super strength.
>That or you need to gain a few pounds.
>You ARE pretty scrawny.
>You're quickly jolted out of your thoughts as you narrowly miss being dismembered by a tree branch.
"Higher! Fly higher! "
>She grunts, and you hear her wings flap a little faster.
>You rise from the trees and get a beautiful view of the landscape.
>As she picks up speed you begin to wonder.
"Do you know where you're going?"
>"Yeah! Phillydelphia, right?"
>You catch sight of the train you were going to be on heading towards you.
"...You DO know Phillydelphia is the OTHER way, right? "
>She suddenly U-turns.
"YES."

Two hours later...

>"Way faster than the train, huh?"
>The cyan mare gently lowers you to the ground right outside the Stadium.
>You spit out a mouthful of duck feathers and glare at her.
>"What? I said I was sorry! How was I supposed to know he wouldn't dodge?"
>Your arms have been in the same position for so long, they're numb.
>You bring your arms down by your sides; you just know they'll be sore tomorrow.
>As you're trying to unstiffen some ofb you muscles, you hear a sharp intake of air.
>"Come on, Anon! There are ponys already here!"
>You glance around and see maybe a dozen carriages in the parking lot.
>She pulls you to the front door anyway.
>The stallion at the door smirks at you.
>"Hard day?"
"You don't know the half of it, brother."
>"Give him the tickets!"
>Dash is hopping up and down, giddy with excitement.
>Anymore excited and she'd start wagging her tail.
>You dig around in your pockets one by one.
"Oh, no."
>Dashie freezes in place.
>"Oh no? What's wrong?"
"I, uh, can't find the tickets."
>"WHAT!?"
>Before you can say anything, she starts pulling any pocket or hole in your clothing she can get a hold of open.
>"What do you mean you can't find it? You had it before you left didn't you? Why--"
>She stops to see you slowly pulling the tickets out of your glove, with what she was sure was a shit-eating grin on your face.
>"...I hate you."
"Love you too, Dashie."
>"Dont call me that!"
>As you pass the tickets to the Stallion, he snickers.
>"Married?"
>"N--"
"Of course we are!"
>Dash shoots you a glare.
>"Are you crazy!?"
>Your grin widens.
>Before she can move, you scoop her up into your arms, bridal style.
"Only for you, darling."
>Her magenta eyes widen as a pink tint washes over her cheeks.
>"Dude!"
>She goes to jump down, but you wrap you arm around her torso.
>She immediately starts squirming and kicking wildly against you.
>Perhaps a bit too wildly.
>You're suddenly out of breath as a well placed good catches you in the gut.
>Dash seizes the opportunity to flee and disappears into the stadium.
>The ticket stallion looks concerned.
>"Are you alright, sir?"
>You let out a strained chuckle.
"No, I'm fine! Trust me, you get used to it when a mare's expecting, you know!"
>"Expecting?"
>A puzzled look dances over his feature briefly, then revelation.
>"Oh! Congratulations!"
"Thanks, man."
>As the pain finally fades, you stand up straight and smile.
"You know what? Think you can help me out?"
>He shrugs.
>"I can try, but I can't really leave my post."
>You gesture to the radio on his hip.
"I don't think you need to."

>Be Anon.

>You overlook the growing crowd and grin.
>RD is still visible, mostly because she's hovering over that wall that separates the crowd from the field.
>For the third time, she's waved back by security.
>She'd better knock it off before she gets booted.
>As you wait for your food, your eyes start to water.
>"Jalapeno nachos, two Colt-a-Colas and a chili dog?"
"That's me."
>Jesus, there's more jalapenos than chips in this thing.
>Tears start to stain your mask.
>The unicorn working the concessions stand gives an incredulous glance.
>"Calm down, guy. It ain't that good."
>Its fucking concession food
"Could you give me another basket?"
>He shrugs and tosses an empty container your way.
>You cover the nachos, but your eyes don't stop burning.
>As you start to head back down to witness the inevitable horror of Dash eating, you're stopped by a freakishly skinny unicorn.
>"Hello, friend! You seem down!"
>Some of the color schemes in Equestria looked weird, but this poor lad looks like someone squeezed toothpaste onto a stick of butter.
"I'm not. I just need to get to my seat."
>You step around him, only to be blocked once more by another, equally emaciated colt.
>"Indeed he does , brother!"
"No, I just need to get this fucking food out of my face."
>A jaunty tune starts playing somewhere.
>"How would you like a baseball cap, sonny?"
"Oh, god. Don't start."
>"One for you, another for your honey!"
"Stop, I don't --"
>"Colts or Broncos, who can decide?"
>Tears are pouring from your eyes as the scent decides your sinuses may be a good place to live.
>"You'll whichever hat with pride!"
>"Half off for you, my saddened friend!:
>"10 bits a pop, the saving never end!"
>"Its guaranteed to turn your frown upside dooow--"
"IF IT'LL SHUT YOU UP, GIVE ME ONE! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE, FUCK!"
>You practically throw the bits at them.
>"A fine choice, sir!"
>"Pleasure doing business with you!"
>They toss a Colts cap at you and scuttle away.