Thirty Minute Pony Stories

The sound of a powerful wind streamed passed Rainbow Dash’s ears. A gale tugged at her hair. Her eyes opened. The sound and power of a fast flyer.

Rainbow Dash expected the light of the Sun to beam down from her window but instead, the calm glow of the Moon greeted her. She growled at the Moon. That meant somepony woke her up from her rest. But if there was somepony outside quick enough to make her entire house shake, Rainbow Dash would not mind meeting that pony— and besting them in a race.

Rainbow Dash slipped out of bed and stretched her wings and legs. She didn’t bother brushing her mane, as the wind would ruin her hair anyway.  She rushed out of her home and tried to find the pegasus— if she wasn’t too late.

Outlines of buildings and trees were visible in the night sky. The cloudy skies covering part of the moon’s light did not aid Rainbow Dash in her search for the pony that passed by her home.

A glint of faint green light zoomed before Rainbow Dash. The figure was far away; Rainbow Dash was unable to tell if it was an arrow or a pegasus. Rainbow Dash charged towards the flying object.

The air brushing past Rainbow Dash’s eyes muddled her vision. She continued to fly towards the figure. The figure grew larger. She could make silhouettes of wings. The shadow’s flying form became clearer.

The figure flew with its arms stretched before them. A long tail, followed by the faint afterimage of pink and yellow trailed closely behind. A pegasus.

Rainbow Dash flapped her wings faster. Rainbow Dash felt her heard pound, race with awe. The tips of her wings roiled with blood. Every beat made her wings sting delightfully. Gasping breaths for air was all Rainbow Dash heard.

She knew this feeling. The feeling of reaching her limit.

Rainbow Dash looked to her side. She saw the pegasus’ face covered in a serious expression. The pegasus turned and shot Rainbow Dash with a pair of chilling teal eyes. They glowed as if the Sun had blessed them with light.

“Rainbow Dash?” The pegasus asked.

Rainbow Dash gaped.

“Fluttershy?”

The two pegusai came to a sudden stop. Rainbow Dash had to slow her pace, while Fluttershy was able to stop abruptly.

“What brings you here, Rainbow Dash?” Fluttershy asked. Her tone was subdued and gentile.

Rainbow Dash put up a hoof as she caught her breath. She noticed that Fluttershy showed no signs of fatigue.

“I could ask you the same thing.” Rainbow Dash said between deep, rapid breaths. “How’d you learn to fly so… fast?”

“By training?” Fluttershy shrugged.

“Then why don’t you wanna race me during the day?”

“I don’t like flying under the sunlight. There are too many, um, ponies and I —well, you know, the Sun—”

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“I get it. You hate the spotlight.” Rainbow Dash said dismissively.

Rainbow Dash glanced at Fluttershy’s wings. They seemed larger under the moonlight. Her legs and body seemed longer, more lanky, as if she gained strength without the Sun’s light.

A trail of blood streamed from Fluttershy’s lip. Rainbow Dash told her, causing Fluttershy to lick the dried line of blood. She wiped away the blood with her tounge as if it were a morsel chocolate. Rainbow Dash’s head shot back in disgust.

“I must have cut myself as I passed those the trees in the forest.” She said.

“Aren’t you gonna bandage that? It looks pretty big.”

“That’ll be a waste of—” Fluttershy paused. “Of a bandage, I mean.”

Rainbow Dash nodded slowly.

“You’re acting pretty strange tonight.” Rainbow Dash remarked.

“How am I acting any different?” Fluttershy said in her serene, soft-spoken tone, “this is how I always act.”

She continued to lick her lip. Rainbow Dash shuddered.

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Comments by Kyronea:

Fluttervamp is creepy. I don’t blame Dashie her disgust at seeing Fluttershy lick up blood, and I do like the way that Fluttershy is just weakened by sunlight instead of killed by it—makes things more plausible. And she’s certainly a lot more serene and calm at night too…it’s nice. She stays in character while feeding on blood, and simply messes with Dashie’s head a little.