Title:           Finding Loyalty, ch7
Author:          PortBrony
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First Edit:      Saturday 16th of August 2014 05:04:48 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 16th of August 2014 05:04:48 AM CDT

>Morning comes, and as your alarm goes off, your eyes open.
>It's ten am.
>You shower and make your way to get food, finding Dash in the kitchen, on the phone.
>"I'll call you back Twilight, Anon just got up. Yes I'l-. I will. I promise. I will. I will. Ok. Good bye, Twilight."
>You smirk as she gets off the phone.
>"I swear, that girl loves talking about you."
"Let me guess, I need to ask her out?"
>"Yes, you don't have a choice."
>You laugh for a few moments, before grabbing food.
>Cereal is the name of this day.
>As you eat, Dash sits beside you.
>"I've got good news," she says with a smile.
"Yeah?" You say between bites. "What is it?"
>"My memories are back. Ones about the girls, my parents, Jed," she says, looking away. "You."
"Me?"
>"Yeah, I'll explain after you've eaten, it's a little complicated."
"I got nothing but time, Dash," you say with a yawn.
>==
>You finish eating and place the bowl in the dishwasher.
>Dash said she'd wait for you down stairs.
>Firefly and Blaze are at work, and Jed is at a friends house.
>Meaning it's just you and Dash in the house for several hours.
>You walk down the stairs, and see Dash at her desk, playing with a pencil.
>She glances over to you and sets it down.
>She smiles brightly as you approach her, but her eyes hide something.
>Something special.
>You can't tell.
>You sit at your own desk, right beside hers.
"You wanted to tell me something?" You ask, looking her in the eyes,
>A nod.
>"I do. You know that my memories came back, right?" she asks.
"Yeah, you told me not that long ago. You remember everything again."
>"Right. It's great, but it has a down side," she said. "It brought back something that should have stayed away."
"What is it?"
>"How I feel."
"About?"
>"You."
>A paused fills the room. Dash is looking at he pencil.
>"It's been back for a while; its something I haven't wanted to deal with. But I have too. I thought it would go away, but it hasn't. And I know this is sudden from yesterday, but I can'-"
>You silence her by taking her hands.
"Whatever it is Dash, we'll get thought it. Together."
>She smiles at you, not an empty one, but one with a bit of belief behind it.
>"When we were younger, and we saw one another often we were friends," she says.
>You nod, remembering those days. They were good days with Dash.
"I remember them."
>"I was just a kid then, and young, and stupid and didn't understand much about anything. But I knew one thing," she says, looking at her hands. "I knew one thing better then I knew the national anthem, or my home address."
>You nod and urge her to keep going.
>She looks into your eyes and blushes.
>"I knew that I had a crush on you. I didn't care if we were cousins, or related or anything. I knew that I liked you, and didn't care."
>You say nothing, and do nothing, but watch her.
>"I know in time I would have gotten over it; but I didn't. I had an accident and forgot about you, and it."
"Until now."
>"Please do-"
"I'm not judging or mad Dash, I promise you. Besides, I would be lying if I didn't find you cute back then; kids do these kinds of things because they don't understand."
>She calms down, and relaxes.
"But I'm willing to bet you didn't tell me this now because theres something else, right?"
>She nods, and goes back to looking at her hands.
>You notice her smile as she sees hers in yours.
>"I still do. I know I shouldn't and nothing can come from it, but I still do. I don't even want anything of the kind with you."
>Thanks, Dash.
>"That sounds mean, but you get what I mean. I still crush on you."
>You take her other hand in yours and raise them up between you two.
>Her eyes follow her hands, until them match yours.
>You lock eyes with her, and stare into them.
>She's scared, and confused.
>You just smile.
>And after a few moments, she smiles as well.
>You can feel a wave of calmness rush over her as you stare; her fear breaks down and leaves.
>You kiss his left hand softly.
>She blushes heavily, and tires to break free, but can'.
>You pull her onto your lap and just hold her tight.
>She rests her head on yours, and you play with her hair, using your fingers.
>It's surprisingly soft.
>"Anon?" she asks, her cheek on your head.
"Yes Dash?"
>She mumbles something into your hair.
"Gonna need you to repeat that.
>"Can we. Can we..."
>You know what she wants to ask.
>You readjust your hold on her, and hold her in front of you.
>You look her in the eyes, and she into yours.
"May I?" you ask, smiling a sweet one at her.
>She nods.
"Can you say it?"
>She doesn't.
>She just cups a cheek with one hand, and pulls your head down, and hers up to meet your own.
>Her lips are soft and sweet as they meet yours.
>It's nothing more then her lips pressed to yours, but you enjoy it none the less. She isn't a bad kisser.
>"Thank you," she says, hugging you.
>You readjust her to your lap, and she blushes.
>It's easier to hug her, and you do so.
"Gonna be ok?"
>"Yeah," she says. "I will be."
>You hold her for awhile, just stroking her hair.
>She falls asleep on your lap, and in your arms.
>But before she does, you swear you hear her say:
>I love you.
"I love you too, Dashie"
>==
>Later on, to celebrate Dash getting her memories back, she holds a movie night at place with you and the girls.
>Her parents, who have heard the good news, head out with Jed for the night.
>Something about having to let the 'kids' have fun.
>Before they go, Blaze pulls you aside, into the den.
>"Sit down for a second, will you Anon?"
>You do so.
>He sits beside you.
>"I don't know many things, but I do know that played a role in my daughter remember her 11th birthday, when I dressed up as a Wonderbolt and presented to be one for the afternoon," he says.
>You snicker a bit, but in all honesty, Blaze could pull it off, he's a fit guy.
>"I don't know what you did, or how you did it. And I don't care. Because you gave my daughter her memory."
>You don't have an answer for the man almost in tears.
>If only because you don't understand it yourself.
>In about 10-11 weeks, Dash regained her memories.
>Did you even play a role? Or did they come back on their own.
>Maybe helping the girls, the only friends Dash had left did it.
>All you knew were two things.
>You cousin remembered who you were, and her parents loved you.
>And having Twilight curled up on your lap was a wonderful feeling, and listening to her giggle as you tickled her ribs was the best.
>But holding Dash's hand while the film played made it that much sweeter.
>After all, you're always smiling when you look at her.