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// The Party 
// Story: Dissociative Identity Disorder 
// by Drifter 
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	After finishing up her shopping and chatting with a few ponies, Rosemary was ready to go home. As she approached her new doorstep, the sun began to dip under the horizon, shinning the last of its brilliant rays of light across the town. With two new bags of groceries slung across her back, Rosemary entered her new home. It was dark inside, since the sun that previously lit the rooms was gone. The mare reached out to flip a light switch, and when she did...
"Surprise!" A room full of ponies cheered as a small part of the house became bathed in light. Rosemary's heart did a back-flip. Getting surprised was a trigger-one of the things that made Rosemary switch personalities. For a moment-just a moment-she could feel herself loosing grip. A familiar sensation that occurred right before changing personalities. It was like standing before a deep pit, staring into the creeping darkness. All she needed was a push. Luckily there wasn't anything to push her with. After Rosemary recovered from the shock, one of the ponies nearby-Pinkie Pie-bolted over. 
"OhmygoshIsawyouatthebakeryandyousaidyoujustmovedinsoiadeapartysothat" she spoke a thousand miles per hour, and Rosemary could barely keep up. Luckily, a purple unicorn approached them. 
"Pinkie," she said, "Try to calm down a bit." then she turned to Rosemary, "Hi, i'm Twilight Sparkle. Sorry about Pinkie here, she can get a little crazy at parties."
Trust me, you haven't seen crazy, Rosemary thought to herself.
"Oh, no, it's fine," the pegasus replied, "She was just excited, that's all. And i'm Rosemary-or Rose. Whatever you prefer."  
They shook hooves.
"Well it's nice to meet you, Rose," Twilight said with a smile,"And I think what Pinkie was saying is she saw you at the bakery, then wanted to throw you a party since you're new-then you can get to know everypony."
Twilight turned to Pinkie, who nodded vigorously, as if silently saying Yep! That's right!
"Oh." Rosemary said, relaxing, "Well thanks Pinkie."
"Noproblemilovemakingmewfriendsand..." She continued on and on. 
"Well i'm gonna go get a drink." Rosemary said after a few seconds of speed talking. Pinkie Pie just grinned and nodded excitedly, already speeding off to find her other friends.

Rosemary leaned against the wall, a cup of red fruit punch in one of her hooves. She watched all the other ponies talk and laugh. Socialize. Every once in a while she sipped some of her drink as she fell deeper and deeper into her thoughts. She thought about her old life... her old apartment... all the things left behind when she got on the train. Including her old reputation. She did not miss that one. Back in Manehattan, she was known for her other side. She was known as the devil in high heels.
"Hey." a voice said, jolting Rosemary out of her thoughts. Just then she realized another pegasus was next to her. The other pegasus was light blue, with a rainbow colored mane.
"Sup?" the blue one asked.
"Oh, nothing."
"So this is your place?"
"Yeah..." 
"Just moved here?"
"Mhm."
The two of them started up a conversation. Rosemary learned that the other pegasus' name was Rainbow Dash and that she also lived in Ponyville-in a house in the sky. Sounded cool.
Somewhere in the back of her head, Rosemary thought so is this how easy it is to make friends in Ponyville? 

"So, why did you move to Ponyville?" Rainbow Dash asked.
"Well, me and my family used to come here on vacation," Rosemary explained, "I really liked it. And I was getting tired of my Manehattan apartment, so when an opportunity opened up-a house became open for sale-I grabbed it." Also because almost everypony thought I was psycho.  Rosemary thought to herself ruefully.
Rainbow Dash smiled, "Yeah, houses don't go up for sale that often. Most ponies who live here stay here. It's a really nice place."
Rosemary smiled back, "Yeah, i'm pretty lucky. Well one sec, I have to go use the bathroom. Be right back." The party was dying down, with about half of the ponies that had been there in the start.
"S'cuse me."
"Pardon me."
"Coming through.
Rosemary tried to get past every pony without bumping into anyone. Suddenly, she tripped over somepony's hoof. Trying to regain her balance, she stumbled forward, only to fall down even harder. Right into a table with half a cake on in. In seconds she was covered with frosting and other foods. That was a trigger. There it was again, the feeling of standing in front of a pit. When she looked back, Rosemary spotted a group of colts pointing and laughing-one of them had tripped her. She felt a small burst of anger. That was the push. Then she was gone-blacked out-with her other side taking her place. Taking control.

Being in control of a body again was a good thing. Being covered in cake was not. The pegasus slowly got up, slightly confused. Imagine waking up from blacking out in an apartment in Manehattan, and you wake up on a broken table covered in cake. The mare's eyes searched the room, trying to take in everything. When she saw the colts laughing, the pegasus made the connection, then brushed off the food that had spilled on her. Next she undid her braided mane until it fell loosely down behind her head. Now the hair was unrestrained-like her. She approached the group of colts who had been laughing. 
"Hey boys." she said in a smooth voice, "Which one of you assholes tripped Rosemary?"
The colts stopped laughing, and starred, "We tripped you, not Rosemary-who's Rosemary?"
"Well, I suppose I was Rosemary, but now i'm not. Yet I'm the one that gets covered in cake. You can call me... uh," the mare paused to think of a name, then smiled slyly, "Thorn. Yeah, Thorn. Has a nice ring to it. Now, which one of you tripped her?"
They all starred at her, confused, "What?"
"Oh, explaining is so hard. Lets just get down to business. Which one of you tripped her? Tell me now, or i'll kick all your flanks instead of just one. Or two. Whatever I feel like, actually."
"You think you can take us on?" a blue earth pony with a fuzzy black mane asked. He tried to look menacing, but Thorn thought he looked like an idiot waiting to be pounded on.
"Um, yeah. Yeah I do." she said with a devilish smile, before throwing her hoof into the blue stallion's face.
"Shit!" he cried out, covering up his-now bleeding-nose.
"Come on," she said with a small smile, "I haven't gotten in a fight in such a long time."

Five minutes, three stolen watches, and 4 unconscious colts later, Thorn walked away from the fight unscathed. A small ring of ponies had surrounded her, starring in awe. 
"It's feels so good to be back," Thorn cracked her neck, "Where's the nearest bar?"