Dash's Promise 19

"So what are you gonna get Twilight?"
>You say as you enter the Barnes and Nobles
>"Well, I saw this Daring Do exclusive edition had cover. It comes with an action figure and some other stuff. I already have it, but I know Twilight doesn't have it yet"
"Sounds like a good gift" You say with a smile
>"Do you need anything?"
"I'll probably get one of these Pop culture dolls. Maybe a Walking Dead one"
>"Okay, My card is linked to mom's account so get anything"
>You pick out a Daryl Dixon action figure and return to your sister
>"How do you watch that show? You should watch Game of Thrones"
"Maybe after this season ends"
>Right then, Dash's phone rings
>"Mom? What happened?!? Prison fight? We're on our way."
"What happened?"
>"Soarin was in a prison fight in the cafeteria...He's in critical condition. They don't think he is gonna make it"
>You grab your sister and hold her tight
"It's over...It's over"
>Dash reaches around your back and hugs you too
>You can hear her sobbing lightly
>The man...or Beast, that did this to you, is gonna die. He is going to answer for his actions
>God I hope it's slow
>You and Dash release from your arms
>Her eyes are red from tears but she's smiling
>"Lets go pay for these. We have to meet Mom at the house"
>You walk to the cashier and put your items on the table again
>"And how was your day?"
>You and Dash both look at each other, before responding
>At the same time you respond with a simple
>"It was great"
>Home at last
>You want to see your Mom, to find out what exactly happened
"Mom?"
>You push through the door
>"Im in here"
>You follow her voice to the kitchen
>She's sitting, sipping a cup of coffee
>You and Dash sit at the table, by her
>"Mom...what happened?"
>"They said that Soarin was at the cafeteria. Must've been high on some sort of prison drug. But they don't know yet. He took the seat of a member of the gang. When he refused to move...you know the rest."
"Where is he now? Is he dead yet?"
>"No, but if he survives, they say he will have serious brain damage"
>"He might live!?!"
>"Yes, I'm sorry Dash"
>"Why can't the doctors just let him die?"
>Oh god, her voice is getting raspy again, almost like she's gonna cry
>"Dash, we all know he's guilty. But he didn't even get a trial yet"
>Luckily, she is able to hold her tears
>"I want to see him"
"Dash, I don't think that's a good idea"
>"I wanna see that bastard pay for what he has done"
>"You can't go, at least not yet"
>You guys sit in silence for a minute
>"I got to call the girls! Tell them the good news"
>A minute ago, she was on the verge of tears. But now she is happy and excited again.
>Just like she normally is
"Maybe I'll call Ike. I think he is still suspended"
>"Why is he suspended?"
"He beat up this prick who was saying...inappropriate things about Dash"
>"He put his school year out on the line for that? He really is a good kid. Go ahead and give him a call. Oh and Anon...I believe you"
>She gets up and walks to her room
>Finally, things are falling into place
>You call Ike
"Yeah the girls are coming over, we have some news to tell you"
"Yes, Pinkie will be here. Yeah, See you in a bit"
>Later that night, you, Spike, Dash and her friends are on your way to dinner
>Your Mom opted out of going, saying that you need your "friend time"
>Ike couldn't go either, he had the night with his father
>There's enough room in fluttershy's van for all 7 of you
"So, have we decided where we are going?"
>Twilight:"I think we are heading to McJacobs"
"I've never been...Is it good"
>Dash:"Yeah it's alright"

>Spike:"Hey Twi, you know, I was thinking, maybe we should try to do what Dash and Anon do, you know, as an "experiment"
>Everyone in the fan starts to chuckle, waiting for Twilight's response
>Twilight:"Are you high or something?"
>She looks at him with a disapproving stare
>Spike:"Not since a few hours ago"
>She just shrugs it off

>you pull into the restaurant
>Slowly, everybody makes there way out of the car
>Twilight:Table for 8 please
>"Right this way"
>You head to your seats and sit down
>You sit next to Dash, obviously
>Several minutes go by as everyone examines the menu
"Can I get a beer tonight Dash, you know, for celebration?"
>Dash:"Sure, just don't go overboard and order like 8 or something"
"I wont"
>The waiter comes by and takes everyone's order
>Dash:"And I'll have two beers on tap, you decide. Surprise me"
>"Okay, very good. I'll be back with your drinks"
>Everyone makes small talk, about Soarin, your relationship, plans for college...
>Rarity:"This question has been, um, confusing me for a little while. What do you plan on doing, for the future"
>You and Dash both don't know how to answer that
"We, don't really know yet...This whole relationship, has been pretty much based on her being around. I don't know what will happen"
>The rest of the table continues chatting
>But you and Dash sit in silence, waiting for your food to arrive
>You really don't feel like talking
>In fact, you are starting to feel sick
>The feeling of not knowing what is to come next is really affecting your mind
>All dinner conversation fades into the background
>Loveless
>Is that what you are gonna become
>Sleeping by yourself at night
>Only being kept warm by your blankets
>Nobody to hold
>These thoughts, the same type you would have in the early days
>While in the shower, letting the water run off your toned body
>You are going to have a real conversation with Dash about this
>Not a half assed, "We'll find out once we get there"
>You need to know
>You eat your food and wait for dinner to end
>Every once in awhile, you smile, or give a comment to their stories
>Why did she have to go back to college
>Why does she have to leave you
>Why can't things just stay the way they are
>Why are you in love with your sister
>Finally the waiter comes by and hands Dash the check
>Everybody pitches in to help pay the bill
>Pinkie:"Earth to ANON!! You didn't even drink your beer!"
>You look at her and back to the beer and pick it up
>You needed something to help numb the pain away
>You gulp the whole glass down within 10 seconds
>Everybody around you starts cheering, impressed with how fast you chugged it
>Too bad they don't know what you are really thinking about
>Too bad one beer isn't enough