Title:           Dash is afraid(Anon x Dash)
Author:          CrunchbiteArchives
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First Edit:      Tuesday 9th of September 2014 07:19:59 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 9th of September 2014 07:19:59 PM CDT

>”Man anon, it’s getting late…”
>Dash peered out the window at the setting sun as you sip your tea.
“Yeah...”
>After a few nervous glances in your direction and awkward silence, Dash spoke up.
>”Hey anon… Can I maybe sleep over…?” She mumbled, blushing.
>Dash wants to sleep over?
>It’s not really that big of a shocker, the two of you had been together for a few months after all.
>And you know how much she hates being alone.
>You turn to her, smiling.
“Sure.”
>Dash smiles and pulls you into a hug.
“Don’t you think it’s a bit too soon though?”
>”What do you mean…” She gasps and playfully punches your shoulder, blushing harder. “Anon!”
>Chuckling, you ruffle her mane a little.
“Relax Dashie, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”
>The sun outside was now completely gone and Luna’s moon had started to ascend into the dark sky.
>Looks like it’s time for bed.
“I’m gonna go ahead and go to bed I guess, you coming?”
>”Yeah!”
>Immediately after you open the bedroom door, Dash flies past you and into the bed, diving under the covers.
>Kinda cute in a way.
>You stretch and yawn, then climb into the bed next to her.
>Then you reach for the light…
>”Anon you’re turning off the l- lights?” Her voice was shakey.
>You cast her a questioning glance.
“Yeah? Why?”
>Her glance shifted from you and to the lamp, then back to you. “Nothing… Nevermind…”
>Huh.
>If you didn’t know any better, you’d assume Dash was afraid of the dark or something…
>You lean over and turn the lamp off, casting the room in darkness.
>Then you cover up and snuggle up next to Dash.
>Dash does the same, covering her head with the sheet and burying her head in your chest, holding you tight.
“Dash?”
>She’s quiet for a second.
>”Y- yes?”
“Something wrong?”
>...”No..”
“Dash come on, I know when you are troubled, just tell me.”
>”It’s silly…”
“I bet it’s not.”
>”Fine…” She grumbled. “I’m scared of…” she trails off, the sheet muffling her voice not making it easier to hear her.
“What?”
>Suddenly she throws the sheets off of her head. “I SAID I’M SCARED OF THE DARK!”
>Rainbow Dash? Scared of the dark?
“You are?”
>You could make out her nodding.
>This must be very hard for her.
“Aw, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
>You cover her up with the sheet and pull her back down to the bed, closer to you.
>Holding her there gently.
“I know how you feel, believe it or not.”
>”What do you mean?”
“When I was a kid, I was scared of the dark to where I would just leave the lights on all night… Burned through so much light bulbs.” You chuckled at the memory.
>”But I’m an adult and I’m still afraid…”
“Dash, there’s nothing wrong with being afraid of something. Everypony has a fear.”
>You rub her mane a little, making her calm down a bit.
>”But I’m Rainbow Dash… I’m not afraid of anything…”
“So? You still are Rainbow Dash, and you are the bravest pony I know… Bravery or not, we all have fears;no one is fearless.”
>Dash goes silent for a moment, thinking about what you said, before turning and kissing your cheek lightly.
>”I guess...”
“No problem. and besides, nothing in the dark will get you while I’m here.”
>She giggles. “Hey anon?”
“Yeah Dashie?”
>“What’s your fear?”
>This caught you a bit off guard, but after Dash was so honest with her telling you her fear, it would only be fair to return the honesty.
“I’m afraid of spiders.”
>”Really? They’re so small, though.”
>You chuckle.
“Back on Earth we had huge spiders, as big as my hand, and if they bit you there was a chance you could die.”
>”Sounds scary.”
“Yeah…”
>Now you were really tired, and you could tell she was too judging from her yawn. It was time for sleep.
>”Hey anon? Thanks for listening and not laughing at me about my fear… it makes me feel alot better actually… specially’ since you’re here.”
>This brings a smile to your face.
“Anytime, Dash…”
>Kinda think of it, talking to her about your fear made you feel a bit better too.
“Thanks for listening to mine, too. I feel better as well.”
>Sighing lovingly, she moves her head back onto your chest, this time much more gentle than she was before.
>No longer trembling.
“Night Dashie.”
>”Night anon…”