Dash sprawled out on top of the cloud bank. The Weather Patrol had just spread an even downpour across Ponyville’s farmlands, as scheduled, and it was now lunch break. With one hoof she dug around in the cloud next to her, and pulled out an old lunchbox emblazoned with the Wonderbolts crest. She smiled at it, and opened the box, pulling out a dandelion sandwich.
Before she could start landing, Ditzy Doo landed next to her on the cloud. “Hi Rainbow Dash! Mind if I eat here?”
Dash looked around, then shrugged. “Sure, Ditzy.”
The grey pegasus sat down, causing the clouds to rumble enough to make Dash nervous. She produced an old lunch tin of her own, this one with Daring Do on the front.
Dash once again was distracted from her sandwich. “Hey, you like Daring Do, too?”
“Yeah, ever since I was little.” Ditzy smiled her wall-eyed smile. “My mom got me this tin because I liked those stories so much.”
Dash chuckled, “Yeah. I got this Wonderbolt tin when I was pretty young, too.”
“My mom always liked to go by ‘Daring’, you know. It wasn’t her name, I was named after her.” Ditzy continued.
Dash looked up from her sandwich, snapped out of nostalgia. “Huh?”
Ditzy smiled, “I’m Ditzy Doo the third.”
“No, that other part, about your mom?” Dash sat forward.
“Oh! She insisted on being called ‘Daring’ when she went off on archaeological digs.” Ditzy opened her tin, ate the muffin inside whole, and swallowed. “Well, I guess I better get back to work! Talk to you later, Rainbow Dash!” She looped away, grinning still.
Rainbow Dash stared after her, sandwich forgotten.
Her mind was on the reoccurring line in the Daring Do book she was working her way through at the moment: “Don’t call me Ditzy.”
Ha! That was great. I loved the twist at the end with Ditzy’s mom being Daring Do, and the slow realization from Rainbow Dash. No doubt that’s going to change some things in their relationship. Heh. The discussion of lunch tins was fun too. Well done!