Now that hair had regained its trademark poofiness, Pinkie had happily spent the rest of the day with her sister. Hanging out, correcting rocks to put them on the path towards redemption, and other super-fun sisterly stuff! Night had fallen, and Pinkie had started to get sleepy. She stretched and yawned. "This was a blast, Maud!" She said and hugged her sister. "I'm calling it a night."
"Sleep well, Pinkie." Said Maud, returning the hug.
"That's the plan!" Pinkie said, winking. "Goodnight!"
"Goodnight."
Pinkie began walking up the stairs, and a fresh pang of sadness hit her from out of nowhere. She sighed heavily, and her hair deflated only slightly. She went up the stairs at a slower pace, still feeling bad about breaking Star Tracker's heart. I hope I never have to do something like that again. She thought as she made her way into her bedroom. She flopped onto her bed, then sighed heavily once more. She slowly fell asleep.
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Pinkie Pie found herself in a dark void. She could see nothing. She felt weightless, and frightened. She was nearly startled when she heard the sound of a heartbeat. The noise steadily grew louder until it reached a near-deafening volume. Once the volume was at its peak, Star Tracker's face appeared in the void. With each beat of the heart, one face became two, two faces became four, and the amount of faces had doubled until the entirety of the void was filled with Star Tracker's faces. She could not simply turn away. Everywhere she looked, his faces all had the same look: the look of a crush.
Pinkie covered her eyes with her hands, but she could still see. She could feel her hands on her eyes, but why could she see? She closed her eyes. She could feel her hands on her eyes, and that her eyes were shut. So then why could she still see?
The heartbeat abruptly stopped, and all of Star Tracker's faces gave her the sad look she received after rejecting him. She needed a hug. The faces stared at Pinkie, and she felt alone and powerless. She needed her friends. The sad faces closed in on Pinkie. Where were her friends?! Twilight, Rainbow, Sunset, Rarity, Fluttershy and Applejack! The faces stopped just inches away from Pinkie. She began to hyperventilate.
Just as abruptly as the heartbeat stopped, so too did all of the faces disappear in the same manner. Six ominous figures appeared before her. Pinkie went wide-eyed and noticed they all wore cloaks and masks. One mask had several animals etched on it. Another mask had a plague doctor's mask etched on it. The third mask had a nightcap etched on it. The fourth was a giant question mark. The fifth was a gravestone, and the last was a king's crown which meant this one was the leader, because y'know, king.
Pinkie suddenly woke up.
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Pinkie woke up slowly, her hair completely flat. She sighed heavily, still feeling the sadness and guilt that was amplified by her dream. Her phone buzzed, and she slowly reached over to grab it. She checked the new text message.
Hey girls, I'm back! - Sent by Sunset Shimmer
Pinkie allowed herself a small smile, but still retained her flat hair.
Sunset...I need to talk to you. - Sent by Rainbow Dash
Pinkie made a sputtering noise and stared at her phone.
Sunset, I need to talk to you and the girls about something. - Sent by Rarity
She stood still, practically unwilling to get out of bed. She summoned some reserve strength and sent a text of her own.
I just had the roughest night ever. I could really use a big group hug. - Sent by Pinkie Pie
She had decided to stay in bed until her friends responded. Her phone buzzed again, and her eyes widened with horror. She found the motivation to get out of her bed.
End of Book Four of "Not Just Any Other Old Day".