Title:           New Years Tsundere Rainbow Dash
Author:          tsunguywriter
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First Edit:      Sunday 3rd of January 2016 05:52:40 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 3rd of January 2016 05:52:40 AM CDT

>Rainbow Dash pulled you along by the end of your scarf, dragging you across the snow.
>"Hurry up, slowpoke, we're gonna be late for Pinkie's new year's party!"
>You were pretty fast yourself, but you were more concerned with the cyan filly ruining the knitting.
>"Why are you... so heavy?" She pants. "What...have...you...been...eating?!"
>"Steel-pressed oats and broccoli-"
>She pulls harder, tightening the scarf around your neck.
"H-hey, cut it out! Not so rough!"
>Dash stares at you, incredulous.
>"Since when have you ever asked to tone down the 'rough' stuff?"
>You sigh and yank the scarf out of her hooves.
"This scarf is really delicate, okay? I don't wanna mess it up."
>She turns around and stops mid-flight, raising her eyebrows.
>"You? Caring about...your clothes?" Dash takes a moment to process her thoughts. "What's so special about that thing?"
"N-nothing."
>You can feel your face growing hotter as she narrows her eyes in disbelief.
"Ah, can we get going? I thought you said we were gonna be late."
>As you attempt to jog past her, a hoof butts into your chest.
>"What's your deal?" Rainbow Dash huffs.
"It's really nothing, Dash. Let's just get to the party, I'm freezing out here-"
>You trail off under her steely gaze.
>"Come on, you big lug, just spit it out!"
"I...uh- I got it for Christmas. It's from Rarity."
>She's noticeably surprised, and lowers her hoof.
>"Oh..." Dash mumbles. "I see."
"Yup."
>She turns away from you and floats a couple feet away.
>"A-are you..." She starts, voice cracked, then coughs into her hoof. "Still, you know, obsessed with her?"
>Dash has been ragging on you about your crush ever since you told her.
"I'm not obsessed with her! I-it's just...I think she's really cool."
>"Sure you do," Rainbow laughed hoarsely, softly landing on the fresh snow. "You tell her you like her yet?"
"N-no."
>"Then when?"
>Every time your crush on Rarity gets brought up, Rainbow gets strangely invested.
>You suppose it's because they're such close friends, but it gets a little much.
"I was planning on tonight, actually."
>"W-what do I care, anyways?" She blurts. "Good luck w-with...your whole thing."
"...Thanks. I think."
>"Hey, you know, I don't wanna be late," She suddenly pipes. "I-I'll see ya at the party!"
>The cyan mare barrels past you, and the wine-colored scarf flutters to the ground.
>You grumble and bend over, grasping the muffler, and notice shiny stuff on the snow.
>Water droplets?
>Either it was raining, or Rainbow Dash was really sweaty for some reason.
>You write it off and continue on to Pinkie Pie's bakery in the quiet night.
-
>Rarity is beaming at you, having trotted over after you waved to her.
>"Anonymous! Darling, you are looking positively fabulous in that ensemble!"
"Y-you too."
>You pull at the scarf, feeling your face redden again.
>Every time you're around this mare, you can't help but get flustered.
>She's just got that kind of personality.
"So, uh, how are you enjoying the party?"
>"It's quite the get-together! Pinkie Pie Parties always are, aren't they?"
>You nod vigorously.
>"Yeah. Yup, ye- uh huh."
>You have completely run out of conversation.
>Talking to pretty mares is difficult.
>The only filly you're really comfortable talking to Rainbow Dash.
>Not that she isn't pretty, it's just that she's more of a bro than another cute mare.
"You, er, got a good new years resolution in mind?"
>"Well, it's not very original, but it would do me wonders to start going to the gym more often,"
>You light up.
>You're great at picking heavy things up and putting them back down.
"If you're looking for some tips, me and Dash could come to the gym with you sometime."
>She grins at you and your knees get weak.
>"That sounds wonderful!" She titters, clapping her hooves together. "Hm...this might be a bit invasive, but..."
>Rarity glances around for a moment before moving towards you.
>"I've been meaning to ask," She hums slyly. "...What do you think about Rainbow Dash?"
>You cough, choking on air.
"Huh- what? Dash?"
>"Yes! What do you think about her?"
"Well, she's...my best friend. We're gym-buddies."
>"No, I mean what do you really think about her? Do you think she's cute?"
>Rainbow Dash?
>Cute?
>She's the only mare who can keep up with you in the gym, and next to Applejack the closest to beating you in a pie-eating contest.
>She can handle enough cider to make a grown stallion pass out for a week.
>She's the fastest filly this side of the Everfree forest, and an Element of Harmony.
>The last time she went to a spa she accidentally knocked out the masseuse for coming too close to her hooves.
>Cute is not a word you would use to describe her.
"N-no."
>Rarity pouts, raising an eyebrow.
>"Aww, are you certain? You're always spending so much time with her. The girls and I were sure you two were madly in love."
>You sputter, completely confused.
"Wait, what? Why?"
>"Well, the way you look into her eyes... the way she's always talking about you..."
"She's always talking about me?"
>"The way you spend every waking moment with her...the way you always try to make her day..."
"T-that's just what friends do!"
>"She may have admitted, on more than one occasion," She giggles. "How vascular your chest was that morning."
"T-they probably were! That's a normal observation to make, right?"
>"If only I had a stallion like Rainbow Dash has you, Anonymous," Rarity sighs wistfully.
>The thought of asking Rarity on a date seemed inappropriate now.
"I- I gotta go get some fresh air. Thanks for the conversation, Rarity."
>You stumble over to the balcony door, thoughts racing.
>Your face was red again, but for another reason.
>Dash didn't like you, did she? That'd be...just...
>You knew for a fact you didn't like her, at least. Not in that way.
>The cold night air washes over you as you slip through the balcony door.
>The sounds of the party inside echo through the glass, muted and soft.
>You take a deep breath and lean on the railing, loosening the scarf around your neck.
>"Heya, doofus. W-what's up?"
>Rainbow Dash is on the railing, hind legs folded, staring at you inquisitively.
>You stare back.
>Moonlight shines upon her mane, bathing the multicolored strands in a glassy tone.
>The rose-magenta of her glimmering pupils contrast against the cyan of her muzzle.
>Her lithe frame and soft, lustrous coat are ruffled by the winter breeze, whispering in your ear.
>She is cute.
>"How'd you do w-with Rarity?" Dash mumbles, adjusting her seating on the railing. "Got a new marefriend now, or something?"
>You shake your head, suddenly at a loss for words.
>"Pfft. You chicken out? Figures," She continues, staring at the ground. "Always next time, I guess. Not like y-you to just give up."
"Y-you cold, Dash?"
>Her eyes widen, and she shrugs.
"M-maybe."
>You unzip your jacket and bundle it around her shoulders, watching as she burrows into the warm fabric before settling down.
>She gazes at you as you wander over and sit on the railing beside her.
>"I-I'm still cold."
>You don't hesitate to wrap an arm around her, and the cyan pony snuggles into your side.
>"That's a l-little better..." She sighs.
>The two of you sit there for a long while.
>A day ago you would have thought nothing of it, but now all you can feel is her warmth and the uncomfortable heat in your face.
"Hey, Dash,"
>"Hwh?" She groans, face buried in your chest.
"You know, it's almost time for the New Year's countdown."
>"W-whatever."
>It doesn't strike you as too important, either.
>You don't really feel like letting go of Rainbow Dash.
>After a moment you can hear the muffled, unified chants of the ponies inside.
>10.
>9.
>8.
>7.
>You run a hand through her mane, stroking her muzzle.
>She hums contentedly, snuggling even further.
>6.
>5.
>4.
>3.
>2.
>Another year gone by, you suppose.
>And you spent it with the coolest mare in Equestria.
>1.
>You kiss Rainbow Dash on the forehead, and hug her closer.
"Happy New Years, Dashie."
>You don't have to look down to know she's squirming around, twiddling her hooves, shaking uncontrollably.
>"W-what was that for?" She huffs, unable to control the smile spreading across her face. "Y-you idiot!"
>You laugh as she digs her hoof into your side and folds her arms, leaning on you.
>You had a feeling next year was gonna be great.