"Wh-what?"
>Yup, you just called Rainbow Dash a bitch.
>You're sick of her shit.
>Always picking on you.
>Insulting you.
>Always reminding you how you're not good enough.
>That you're the definition of uncool.
>...
>She looks shocked.
>Y'know, for the brash and unbridled cunt that she comes off as, you'd expect her to probably raise her hand at you.
>You take a step back for safety.
>Never know when she's gonna snap out of her state of shock and slap your face and shit down your neck.
>...
>But, she's not moving.
>Rainbow Dash?
"Y-you really think that about me?"
>She's... crying?
 
>Yep, that's water.
>But not just water.
>Salty water... from a c-c-cun...
>Cunt?
>Wow, you can't even bring yourself to call her that anymore.
>Maybe you're the bitch.
>You reach a hand out to Rainbow Dash but she backs away.
>Looking at you with those betrayed magenta eyes.
>She blinks to squash away a tear.
>No, Anon... don't feel guilty.
>Remember the time she pulled your pants down during gym?
>And that other time she stole your Funyuns?
>Unforgivable.
"I... I thought you were my friend!"
>lol wat
>implying friend
>Well... what's a friend?
>Someone who you spend a bunch of time with.
>But is Rainbow your friend?
>All she does is tease you.
>And bother you.
>And yeah... you meant what you said.
>Rainbow Dash is a bitch.
 
"I never want to see your face again!"
>She turns away from you, grumbling, before she flies away.
>Good! She's gone.
>No more criticism.
>No more loud noises.
>No more racist jokes.
>...
>Well, maybe keep the racist jokes.
>Nigga's gotta laugh somehow, naw' mean?
>But yeah! No more Rainbow Dash!
>Finally.
>That bully bitch is out of your life, and you're a free man, Anon!
>You head into town as you look around.
>...
>Looks like OPtimistic didn't think this plot through.
>Uh...
>Shit.
>So many people.
>But none of 'em even bother to talk to you.
>I mean, there's some people you've met before, but nobody worth talking to.
>You were never really close to anyone.
>Didn't speak much to Rainbow's friends.
>It's... awfully lonely.
>But you've always kept to yourself! Why are you being such a pussy now?
>It's because you're truly alone.
>And you just told the one person who actually gives you an iota of attention to fuck off.
 
>...
>But you don't care if she's a bitch.
>She's YOUR bitch.
>Er, well... I mean...
>She's your friend, but she's still a bitch.
>You sigh and look around.
>Now if you were a Rainbow Bitch, where would you fuck off to?
>Library? Nah, that's for nerds.
>Nursery? Nah, not in the mood for peace lilies.
>What are you thinking...
>Pub?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KO4C3dMTjc4
>You and Dash used to drink there all the time.
>Well, at least, not together.
>But you recall her being a rowdy, funloving drunk.
>And... if that wasn't the best thing you saw every weekend at night time, you weren't spending your weekends right.
>You might as well check there.
 
>The pub is as dimly lit as ever.
>You open the door and your pupils adjust from the slightly brighter outdoors.
>How hard can it be to spot her colorful ass?
>Er, well... not her ass. She doesn't really have much of one.
>You head up to the counter, and greet the tartan-clad bartender.
"Oi, it's a bit erleh fer you ta 'ave a drink now, iznit?"
>I uh...
>Scottish people sound like that, right?
>You mention to the barkeep that you were looking for a girl.
"Yeh just mest 'er. Came in grumblin' about somethin' but I wasn't payin' her any mind. But she kept ramblin' on. Rate bitch, now isn't sheh."
>Yeah... a bitch.
>The sound of the word makes you regret what you had said.
>Does he have any idea where she had went?
>The bartender lets out a very Scottish "no" before returning to polishing a mug.
>Fucking Scots. Never know nuffin'.
>You head out the door to scout for yourself.
>Where could she be?
 
>...
>Goodness, you can't find her anywhere!
>Not at the gym.
>Not at the park.
>inb4 I write another fruitless search attempt.
>You guys don't care, right? You just want a happy ending and a happy ending, if you know what I mean.
>You mentally call the search off.
>This is exhausting.
>How can you not have found her after searching so hard?
>Where did she go?
>You crash on a nearby bench to ponder about your mistakes, while the trickling sounds of a fountain provide you with a decent soundtrack.
>None of this woulda happened if you didn't call her a bitch.
>But.. she was annoying.
>Always tackling you.
>Holding onto your arms.
>Dragging you everywhere.
>Tickling you.
>...
>Where is sh-
"Anon? Mind if we... talk?"
>A familiar voice rings out from behind.
 
>The sun's about set by now, and the streets are almost empty.
>And the last thing you need is someone behind you.
>You call out to the darkness and turn around.
>Bright-eyed.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NGaUZcT9Lw
Wow, this started as a shitty reference, but sure... this is playing in the background.
>R-rainbow Dash?
"Y-yeah... hey."
>Rainbow walks around the bench and quietly sits next to you.
>It's deathly quiet, save for the 1980's music playing in the background.
>You open your mouth to apologize for being so mean, but a hand stops you.
"No, Anon... I'm sorry."
>Sorry for what?
"Y-you're right... I've been acting weird lately. I know I haven't been the best of friends..."
>Something happen to her?
"I-I don't know... I... feel different. It's scary."
>She sighs and looks back at you.
"It's weird... I only act different around you. It's like..."
>It's like what?
>Your heart starts to beat a bit faster.
>Where the hell is she going with this?
 
"I... don't know what I'm feeling right now, Anon."
>She seems really tense, and struggles to put words together.
"One moment... I just want to be your friend, and the next I just want you to go away. You confuse me so much."
>You probably could say the same about her.
>What kind of friend steals Funyuns anyway?
"I just... I don't know what's wrong with me, Anon... I just want you to see the real me. Why can't I just... "
>You put your arm around her and pull her in tighter.
>She squirms at first, but then folds to the inevitable coziness.
"A-Anon... What are you...?"
>You rest her cheek against the top of her head.
>And just stay there.
>The slightly cool spring breeze blows past, pushing the slight scent of her hair towards you.
>It brings you to smile.
>You pull your head away as Rainbow Dash looks up at you, closing her eyes slightly and leaning in.
>You smile and move your face closer as well.
>This is it...
>Finally.
>As soon as you're close enough, and your lips almost make contact...
>You whisper.
You're a still a bitch.