[updated 19th october 2014]
>It's been a month since Dash had your last drinking contest.
>You remember the bout between the two of you, though.
>There wasn't much about it, except for one moment when you both were inebriated.
>"Anon, do you think I'm ugly?"
>The air around you suddenly became warm.
>Dash looked at you and the situation became not as lighthearted as a drinking contest.
"Hm..."
>You looked around her face.
>With drunken confidence, you flicked one of the most deadly equestrians' nose.
"Heh. You're a funny little pony, ain'tcha, Dash? Askin' weird questions."
>You gave her noogie and laughed.
>"I... I sortakindalikeyouAnon."
>You blinked.
"What?"
>You breathed a sigh and chuckled to yourself.
>Dash looked at you with a sense of wonder.
"Look at you, Dash. Killing the drinking mood with whatever that was."
>You flashed a grin and expected Dash to do the same.
>She didn't, however.
>She ruffled her wings and huffed.
"Chill, Dash. It's just a joke."
>You gave her another noogie.
>She only got more frustrated and ruffled her wings some more.
>Such a cute pone.
>Shame you'll never be able to have her as a... 'mare'-friend, was it?
>"You're a fag, you know that, Anon?"
>She spat in your drink.
"I said chill."
>You scratched her behind the ear.
>She seemed to like it.
>She let out a sigh and seemed to have calmed down a bit.
>"You're right. It's just a joke, right?"
>She halfheartedly chuckled.
>She flew away after that.
>You haven't seen her since.
>What could possibly have happened to her?
 
>Day Drowned in sorrows in Cloudsdale.
>You're Rainbow Dash.
>The most awesomest flier in all of Equestria!
>You don't mean to brag.
>But, something's been bugging you.
>It's about Anon.
>Could you really do better than him?
>No. You possibly couldn't.
>Nopony wanted you past friendship.
>Everypony you tried to go for just didn't share it.
>'Reciprocate', Twi said.
>Eh, what does she know about love? She's just an egghead.
>But even she's got that yellow hyooman wrapped around her hoof. Flash Sentry, was he called?
>AND she's the sister-in-law of the buckin' Princess of Love, for Celestia's sake!
>Everypony you know's got somepony, so why haven't you?
>But Anon ain't a pony. He's a hyooman.
"I'm just too ugly. Anon's the only...thing to ever be this close to you, and we're drinking buddies!"
>That's enough, Dashie. Talking to a mirror isn't good in the long run.
>Snap out of it. You're beautiful. You know it.
>Maybe a drinking contest with AJ will make it all go away.
>Or maybe go drinking by yourself.
>She'd never join you.
>She's "too busy, Dash. Maybe next time."
>Snap out of it. You need to do work.
>When was the last time you went clearing the clouds?
"Before drinking with Anon."
>There it is again.
>Anon. Oh how you've been watching him from the skies.
>Every time he walks to the market, you'd be admiring him from afar.
>Why did he respond like that?
>Was it because he looked through cider goggles?
>Was it because he saw you nothing more as a drinking buddy?
>What was it?
>You look at your picture of him and you when you won a race against him.
>You won and teased the living Tartarus out of him.
>He looked so happy, even if he had lost the race.
>You asked him why he was so happy.
>'Live for the moment, Dash. You don't know when you'll miss it,' he answered.
>Those were the words before the picture was taken.
>You feel a drop of water on your hoof.
'Oh wait,' you thought, 'that's just my tear.'
>Could you face Anon after |