Title:           Officer Irish x RD
Author:          KrustyKoala
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First Edit:      Sunday 1st of September 2013 10:01:45 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 1st of September 2013 10:01:45 PM CDT

>One bullet.
>That's all it takes.
>You've been in Equestria for over a month now, and you've never felt more miserable in your life.
>Slowly it dawned on you that everything you've known and loved is now gone.
>No more strolls along the Irish coast line.
>No more off-duty pints in your favourite pub after work.
>You've tried to readjust to your new life, but you can't lose the feeling that something is missing from it.
>Or someone.
 
>You sit on the edge of your makeshift bed; regular pony beds aren't large enough for you.
>Lost in your own thoughts, you examine your service pistol as you weigh it in your hand.
>One of the only reminders you had from back home.
>Not sure what use it is here, with everyone being so nice.
>You're obselete. As a police officer, no one needs you in Ponyville.
>There's just one anomaly in this utopia of friendship and happyness, and that is you.
>And you'll make sure to eradicate that anomaly.
>However, it's time to take one last stroll outside, breathe the air for one last time before it's over.
 
>You step outside into a cloudy fall afternoon.
>Mindlessly, you start walking.
>The emptiness you feel in your chest has been a companion for the 30 odd days you've been here, and it is a companion now as well.
>If only you could've opened up to someone. Had a talk.
>But while everyone here is so friendly, their smiles seem to have permanently etched themselves into their faces, and they seem to be too naive to understand your problems.
>But it's too late for a talk now. You're no longer able to live like this.
 
>As you turn into the Ponyville park, you notice that not many ponies are around.
>Perfect. The last thing you want to do is have to talk to people... or ponies.
>You spot a bench and decide to take a seat on it.
>Looking up into the sky, you only see a few scattered pegasi, moving around clouds.
>Never figured out how that worked.
>You weren't exactly big on physics, but you're pretty sure that droplets of condensed water weren't supposed to for a solid object.
>That's when you spot a pegasus with the most amazing mane in the sky.
>Brightly coloured in the colours of the rainbow, she zooms past the clouds, doing loops and barrel rolls.
 
>You find yourself observing her for a while, hoping she doesn't notice your staring.
>But apparently, she did.
>She flies towards you at a breakneck pace, only to abruptly come to a halt right in front of the bench.
>The pegasus laughs at your reaction, which was to jump over the bench and duck behind it for cover.
>"Oh man you should've seen the look on your face!" she cries.
>Voice crackles.
>Cute.
"Funny." you reply in a sarcastic manner.
>Not that you cared for your physical integrity anymore.
>"Hey, I've seen your face around here before. What's your name again?" she asks
"Just call me Officer Irish." you answer.
>"Okay, then, 'Officer Irish'. I'm Rainbow Dash, fastest flier in all of Equestria! Pleased to meet you." she boasts.
>Oh, a braggy one. Somehow, this just made her cuter.
>You just can't get over the fact of how cute these horses are.
 
>"So I saw you were admiring my sick moves." she says.
"You could say that."
>For some reason, you feel the nagging emptiness inside you slowly fade.
>Somehow, this horse was different from the others.
"So what is it that you do here?" you ask Rainbow.
>Smalltalk. Smooth, tiger.
>"Oh you know, kicking clouds, being awesome. The usual thing." she replies.
>"The better question is, what is it that YOU do here? No one has seen you around a lot for a week." she continues.
"Oh you know, being miserable." you tell her.
>Wait, why did you just tell a talking flying horse about your feelings? You don't like where this is going.
>"Gee, you must be a lot of fun to hang around with, sporting that attitude." she mocks you.
"Uh-huh" you say.
>Rainbow Dash nervously strokes her mane with one of her hooves.
>"Hey, uh, wanna hang out some time? You know, autumn is kinda boring. What about tonight?"
>Tonight?
>But you were planning to blow your brains out tonight!
"Sorry, I'm busy tonight."
>"I don't believe that one bit, Mr. Officer." she says, rubbing her chin with her hoof and giving you a suspicious look.
>Oh screw it.
"Fine, tonight. Whatever." you concede.
>"Awesome!" Dash exclaims.
>"We can grab dinner together. See you then!" she says, gives you a smile and flies off.
 
>As you wander back to your apartment, it only just dawns on you that you've been invited to dinner by someone after a bit of smalltalk.
>Odd.
>Why would she do that?
>At least, this would give you something to think about while you sit in on your bed, waiting for the evening to come.
>The dim fall afternoon light slowly fades, and a purple dusk takes its place.
>You get yourself ready, despite not exactly knowing how Rainbow Dash plans to meet you.
>Does she know where you live?
>Just as you were pondering that issue, you hear a knock on your door.
>You answer the door, and outside waits Rainbow Dash.
"Oh, there you are. I was wondering how we'd even find each other tonight." you say.
>"Yeah, I realized I maybe should've told you a place and time, but I figured I could just come by." he explains.
"How did you know where I live?" you ask, with an inquisitve look on your face.
>Rainbow Dash blushes.
>"Oh you know, I just know that kind of stuff." she says, her gaze locked onto the floor in front of her.
>You decide to help her out of this situation by switching topics.
"Sure, whatever. So what's the plan for tonight?"
>Rainbow Dash perks up.
>"Oh, I thought maybe we could grab some sammiches and then go watch a movie at the cinema or something."
"Sounds good."
>And so you step outside, close the door behind you and walk off with Rainbow Dash hovering next to you.
 
>As you walk alongside Dash through town, both of you munching on a sandwich, the thoughts of the late afternoon shoot through your head again.
"Hey Dash." you begin.
>"Hmmm?" she says, her mouth full.
"How were you so quick in inviting me to do something after that bit of smalltalk?"
>Dash almost chokes on her bite, so you give her some time to swallow properly.
>Way to be blunt.
>Blushing intensifies.
>"I don't know, you looked like you could've used it." she answers.
>You're content with that answer for now.
>After all, you don't want to question the good times you're currently having.
 
>You arrive at the cinema, where Dash suggests you could watch the newest Daring Do film adaption.
>Not really being familiar with pony movies, you're okay with that.
>It wasn't half bad. Obviously it's a brainless movie adaption of a brainless book, but some simple entertainment is just what you needed.
>You step outside with Dash behind you into the cold night air.
"Thanks for the night, Dash" you say to Rainbow Dash.
>"Heh, thanks to you, nice to have someone around who I can goof around with when all my other friends are busy studying the magic of friendship and whatnot." she admits.
>"Hey, it's not too late yet. We could go for a walk around park, don't you think?" she suggests.
>You agree.
 
>Both of you are now walking through the park at a slow pace.
>The moon, despite not being full, gives off enough light to see Dash's facial expression in the darkness.
>She looks like she's aching to ask a question, but is hesitating.
"You look like you've got something on your mind." you mention.
>Dash looks at her hooves for a moment, then up to you.
>"I was just curious what it is that drags you down like that." she says.
>You sigh, and close your eyes for a moment.
"I haven't been feeling so well lately. Integrating is hard." you confess.
>Rainbow Dash looks up to you, worried expression plastered across her face.
>You might as well tell her the whole thing.
"To be honest, I didn't plan on... being here tomorrow anymore."
>"You wanted to move away?" she inquires.
"No, not like that."
>Her face is in shock as she realizes what you meant.
>Her eyes start filling with tears.
"Rainbow, I-"
>"No Irish, just give me a minute" she cuts you off.
>She turns around and walks away a few paces, signaling you not to follow her.
>You fucked up now.
>You stand there, like a dork, in the middle of the park, not quite sure what to do.
>After five minutes that seemed more like half an hour to you, she turns back around and approaches you again.
>Her eyes still wet with tears.
>"How could you be so stupid?" she accuses you.
"Dash, I really am-"
>She cuts you off by standing on her hindlegs, and pulling you in for a hug.
>It's the best hug you've ever had.