This choice: Rainbow Dash continues to fart up a storm in the library • Go Back...Chapter #5Rainbow Dash: The Autobiography (written by Spike) by: Unknown "She'll get over it," Rainbow Dash reasoned to herself, "we've been friends for too long for her to stay mad over a few farts."
"Very mature," Twilight Sparkle sarcastically quipped.
"Oh, lighten up," Rainbow said, still beaming at the hilariously loud sound that had recently come out of her behind. "You know you've never heard anypony fart like that before!" she boasted.
"Am I supposed to be impressed?" Twilight dully asked.
"Yeah! Why wouldn't you be?" Rainbow asked.
Twilight Sparkle rolled her eyes and sighed. "Here I am reading books ponies who actually contributed to society - inventors, explorers, spell and potion creators - and you expect me to be impressed by flatulence?"
"That gives me a great idea! They should write a book about my farts!" Rainbow joked.
"That's not what I-" Twilight Sparkle attempted to explain. But Rainbow Dash paid her no mind.
"Hey, Spike, I think it's time we get back to writing that autobiography," Rainbow winked. "Only this time, let's try it from a new angle: the back angle!"
"Good idea!" Spike said, playing along, taking a scroll and quill.
"I thought I told you an autobiography is written by-" Twilight attempted correcting them. But she was interrupted yet again. Only this time, it was the other end of Rainbow Dash that cut her off. The sound and smell of her fart quickly filled the library. Twilight was coughing and gagging a little, but Spike didn't seem to mind. Like Rainbow Dash, he found it more funny than gross.
"That must be a fart cloud on my cutie mark!" Rainbow Dash bragged.
"I'll say!" Spike agreed. Rainbow Dash and Spike amused themselves with more of Rainbow's farts which were almost always accompanied with a joke of some kind by one of the two and were always followed by a guffaw from both. Twilight returned to her reading, apparently attempting to ignore them, but having visible annoyed reactions every time Rainbow farted. Rainbow's farts were so frequent that they interrupted Twilight Sparkle's concentration so much she almost never turned a page.
Twilight shot the two a frustrated glare after one of Rainbow Dash's particularly long farts. Rainbow just moaned ecstatically (that fart was the most relieving thing she ever experienced), smirked and said, "Oh, come on, Twilight, don't act like you don't look forward to your own big farts. They always feel so good and you know it! Twilight just blushed and went back to reading.
After what seemed like the twentieth fart from Rainbow Dash since she entered the library (although no one was counting), she made another comment about Twilight farting. "I'll bet you've been building up a good one over there since I've come in here." Twilight pretended not to hear her and turned the page in her book. "Hey, Spike, you're around her almost 24/7," Rainbow Dash continued. "What are her farts like?"
"Well, usually, they're --" Spike began.
"Spike! Don't answer that!" Twilight blushed.
"Why not? I can fart without shame, why can't you?" Rainbow Dash asked. She ripped a short, but very loud fart to emphasize her point.
"What's this sudden obsession with my farts?" Twilight asked, face still red with embarrassment.
"Just trying to give you a chance to prove you're not a total egghead and that you like something awesome for a change," Rainbow Dash shrugged. "I mean, there's no reason for you to hold it in when it's just me and Spike since we obviously don't judge over that stuff."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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