𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼.

-Chapter Nine ♡ Magical ♡-

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Week 2: Night 8/Day 9 || Magical

Rainbow Dash's Pov

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"..."

"Soarin..."

"Yeah?"

"Why... Why... Why, do you keep doing this to me?!"

"Doing what, sweetheart?"

"Arghhhh! You are so fucking confusing!"

He stared at me blankly, "What do you mean?" He asked, "You... You... ARGH! I can't explain it!" I buried my face in my palms, "So explain it." He rolled his eyes, "I... can't." I sighed, "Ohh, I know. Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me." He winked, "What?" I asked, he suddenly leaned into my ear and whispered, "You have a little crush on me, don't you?" He smirked, I gasped and pushed him away from me. "Ew! Dude! I hate you! Why the hell would I have a stupid crush on you?!" I blushed, "Eh, you don't have to lie to me you know." He shrugged, I glared at him coldly. "I had a–mhmmhpphm..." I mumbled the last part when I realized what I was saying,

Never...

Never, again...

"What?" He said, "Nothing." I sighed, "You sure? It sounds like you had something to say." He smirked, ugh, great... "N-No, it's nothing." I stuttered, "You have a little. Dirty. Secret, and I intend to find out what it is!" He exclaimed, "W...WHAT?! I don't have any secrets!" I nervously laughed, "Oh really? Then, if I read your diary right here... Nothing important will be in here?" He suddenly held up my leather magenta journal, I suddenly gasped in horror to see my book in his grimy little hands. "Soarin! Give that to me now!" I jumped out of my bed, to where he was standing. I jumped up and tipped tied and tried and tried to reach my personal book. "Aww, does baby Dashie need a ladder?" He coed and patted my head, I growled him. "Soarin please, just give me the goddamn book!" I cried out, "Hmm, how about no?" He smirked, I tried again to reach the journal. Only this time, I tripped over Soarin's foot.

"Woah!"

We both feel backwards onto the floor, me being on top of the boy. "Oh my... God, I know your eager... But don't pounce on me." He sighed, I groaned, and made my way off of him. Except I felt a sharp grab on my waist and was suddenly pinned to the wooden floor. "Ow! Soarin what the fuck!?" I gasped, "Looks like your not getting this anytime soon." He grinned, and just as I sat up, he sat his fat ass on top of my stomach, making me gasp for air. "Ah! I... Can't breathe Soarin!" I tried to inhale, "Ugh, stop being such a pussy. I only weigh like 120lbs, Rainy." He rolled his eyes, "I weigh 90lbs!" I gasped again for air. I suddenly started to get all dizzy and also felt super sick to my stomach.

"Yeah, right, Dash. Wait, Dash? Rainbow?"

And then it all went black.

...

Oww, oh my fuck. What the hell happened to me?! My stomach hurts! My eyes fluttered open and I found myself laying down in my bed, with Soarin sitting next to me. "Oh my God, what did I do?!" Soarin mumbled to himself. "Arghh, what the fuck are you doing?" I groaned, "DASH?! Oh my fuck! Thank God your okay!" He smiled joyfuly, I tried to remember the last events that had happened...

Oh yeah–

I suddenly sat up and slapped Soarin in the face, "Ow, shit! What the fuck Rainbow?!' he rubbed his cheek, "You stole my journal! You fucking sat on me, fat ass. And now I have a stupid stomach ache!" I glared, "Well, you didn't have to slap me." He rolled his eyes,

"Anyways, how long have I been out for?" I asked, noticing that it wasn't 10pm at night anymore. Cause the sun is out. Duh, "About 8 hours, I went to sleep at 1am. Cause I wanted to make sure you were okay, but I feel asleep in the process." He sighed, oh wow... That's actually really sweet of him. Ugh wait no! He's doing it again, "Shut up, your being confusing again!" I groaned,