Bleaugh. It's done. Believe it or not I actually finished. I'm not paid enough for this. Whatever, just read and enjoy. I know you all probably hate me, and I'm sorry for that. I hope you can forgive me after reading this.
Pinkie dragged herself over to the far side of the room where she dumped the bowl of punch. Subconsciously she pulled a ladle out of her mane and deposited it into the bowl before turning around to admire the room.
A banner stretched its way across the ceiling of Sugar Cube Corner proudly displaying 'WELL DONE DASHIE'. She had of course used her pet name, that would be expected of her. Balloons stared down at her with their faceless surfaces, mocking her with their false promise of enjoyment. Ribbons lay scattered around in a careful display of chaos which enhanced the colour scheme and emphasized the grand cake in the centre of the room.
It stood tall with seven tiers of chocolaty, vanillia, strawberry, carrot, blueberry, chili (she had made that tier yesterday, what in Equestria was she thinking?) and Dash's favorite, daffodils. Not that she would ever admit to something so soft and girly being it, but Pinkie knew, she always knew. It was hard to explain. It just felt, right. Must be some sort of side effect to the pills.
Mental analysis over she re-examined the cake. She had used food coloring to change the cake into a rainbow. She murmured the sentence for remembering the colours of the rainbow "Richard Of York Gave Battle In Vain"
There was only bit she was not too happy with, and that was the little clouds and red thunderbolts that were made of frosting which covered the cake. Even she could see that they were a bit shoddily made but she was having a hard time to convince herself to do something about it. The conversation went something like this
We need to make it perfect for our friend Rainbow Dash
...effort....
This is important to her
...effort...
It will only take a few minutes
...effort...
You want to still have friends don't you
...effort...
She had to admit, she made a good point. And with that she collapsed on the sofa, determined not to do anything requiring movement until the first guest had arrived.
Knock Knock
Pinkie's eye twitched and she waved her hoof in the air, cursing whatever deity that affected her life.
She couldn't see it but she knew. She could just feel it. She narrowed her eyes as she felt the deity laugh at her.
*
A far far way away, in the mighty city of Canterlot stood a castle. At one of the two highest towers stood a Princess. A white Alicorn with a long flowing mane which resembled both the sunset and sunrise and all the good of a day including green grass and colourful flowers. She turned her head slightly and chuckled before returning to work.
*
She trudged over to the door with her best smile. As she opened it Twilight burst through giggling like a little filly. Pinkie rolled her eyes and tried to summon some enthusiasm but failed. Luckily Twilight was so focused on the mischief of jumping out at a surprise party that she failed to notice Pinkie's flat look.
"Ohh I can't wait to see her face." She whispered to Pinkie
Pinkie shook her head "Why are you whispering? She's not even here yet!"
Twilight, still failing to look up from her hooves, whispered back "Yes, but this feels like a really cheeky thing to do to somepony and i feel so excited"
Pinkie face hoofed. Twilight really needed to get out more and be more sociable if she thought that was was 'cheeky' thing to do. Further debate of the matter was interrupted by her tail twitching.
What did that mean again? Something about doors...
At that the door swung open, knocking Twilight to one side as an orange mare stood in the doorway, tipping her hat before coming in carefully. As the door swung shut behind her Twilight came with it, crushed into the very door itself. Applejack turned around and smiled sheepishly
"Sorry about that Twi, didn't...er...see you there?" She rubbed her head awkwardly with one hoof while Twilight slowly prised her self clear.
She wobbled from side to side "It's alright all five Applejacks"
"Er, there's one of me sugar cube..."
"Oh...right"
Pinkie breathed a sigh of relief. Now they could socialise with each other while she snuck off.........
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Oh, thats usually when she was usually interrupted by-
Knock Knock
Of course, why not?
"I'm he-re!" Came a sing song voice from outside. Only Rarity would be so over the top about her arrival. Pinkie opened the door to reveal the marshmallow pony before her. Marshmallow? Where had that come from, she clearly wasn't a marshmallow, except maybe in colour, and maybe taste? But this was neither the time nor the place. Especially as Rarity started screaming
"Oh my Pinkie! What in Equestria have you done with your mane!? Oh my, its simply an insult against all that is fashionable. Candy floss!? What were you thinking?"
This can not end well. She saw her horn light up. Is she...? No....She wouldn't........OH SWEET CELESTIA AND ALL GOOD THINGS LUNA PUTS IN THE NIGHT SKY SHE WOULD!!!!
*
Knock knock
"Get off me! You can't be serious Rarity? Bleaugh. Yes you are serious..."
Knock Knock
"Twilight! I swear on Celestia's mane I will make you pay for this! MY DAY OF RECKONING WILL COME!"
Knock Knock
"Applejack? Seriously!? Come on. Two was harsh enough but blub blub blub! BLUB BLUB BLUB!
Knock Knock
"Why do you even carry shampoo? Do you do this on a regular basis or something? Some innocent pony is just walking down a dark alleyway. Looks up to see the silhouette of another pony. 'Who is it?' She cries fearfully. Then you're cruel evil face enters the light. 'Hello poor innocent pony. I am here.....TO WASH YOUR HAIR' and then just violently...."
Crash
As one they all turn to see a embarrassed Fluttershy try to put the door back into place. She looked over at them and gasped. Causing Rarity to drop her telekinetic field and drop Pinkie unceremoniously to the floor.
In all fairness it was ranked number three on most random things for somepony to have walked in on. Number two involved a lot of alcohol, a pinata, an orangutan and fifteen balloons.
Number one saw a certain royal guard walking in on a certain night princess with a certain statue.
As Fluttershy broke through the door she was greeted with the sight of an alarmed pink friend being dumped repeatably into a large bathtub filled with bubbly water, which Applejack rubbed furiously into her mane every time she came up gasping for breath. Only to be shortly dragged back under the water by the combined powers of Twilight and Rarity. Applejack was doing her best to keep the shampoo well away from her own mane but still take part in the torturing.
"Oh my...I thought you said to come at quarter past four. I'm so sorry. I'll just go and come back later...if thats okay with you..."
"Oh Fluttershy dear do come in. We were simply making Pinkie more...presentable for the party" Rarity spoke soothingly
"This isn't about presentation! This is assault! This is a breach of my rights! This is-" Pinkie retorted and was cut off by another good dunking.
"Oh you guys crack me up! This has to be the best surprise ever!"
silence.
OH SHI-
Rarity was the first to recover "Rainbow Dash dear, what are you doing here? And so early." She put extra emphasis on the last part with one eyebrow raised.
Rainbow Dash was too busy giggling on the floor at the sight to pay attention to what Rarity was saying. Applejack splashed water over onto Twilight while she, laughing collected some up in a purple aura and chucked some back. Fluttershy had retreated into a nice dark corner.
Pinkie watched from afar, with a growing feeling of discomfort. She felt no joy for seeing her friends, only humiliation and the sheer boredom of having to go through this stupid party for her 'friend'
Celestia have mercy life was difficult like this. How does every pony stand it? The indecision, the unknown, all the conflicting ideas and emotions! Life used to be simple. She would know exactly what to do at exactly the right time. All her actions, including the impossible or doomed to fail, just...worked. Even if at first it seemed to go wrong, in the end it all worked out. She could do whatever she wanted just by wishing. Make friends? Party popped into mind, cake was baked in a flash (an impossible thing which made no sense) and all the equipment for the party came from nowhere (another impossible thing!).
And soon she was friends with everypony, the only thing she ever wanted. For so long she had waded through the dark depression of each day, only to find the shining light of the pills. And now that her eyes had been filled with such wonders, she was cast back to wander in darkness. In the land of the blind, the one eyed pony is the Princess. And she was deaf, dumb and blind. She had nothing to counter it, no emotions ordinary ponies had to deal with it
"shut up shut up shut up shut up SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP
SHUT UP!" Pinkie screamed "STOP LAUGHING AT ME!"
Everypony stared at her in shock. A pin was heard dropping somewhere.
Pinkies sopping wet hair hung down around her face, masking it in shadows. Through the darkness the only sight was the silvery white of her teeth grinding together. She stood there glaring at all of them. How dare they. Humiliate and then laugh at her! What was she she? Their own private laughing stock?
She was unaware of it, but by the light coming in she appeared to be of an unwelcome grey colour.
For once Twilight was the first to react, her eyes narrowing in fury and magical flames began to simmer in her mane. "Discord!" She bellowed "SHOW YOURSELF!"
Everypony else stared at her in surprise, until they noted the darkened fur, the hatred of being laughed at and the loathing in her eyes. That could only mean one thing....
"Shes been Discorded!" Yelled Rainbow Dash zipping forwards and tackling Pinkie into the table with the cake on it, which soon came crashing down on top of them.
"The hay you talking about?" Pinkie spat out at the Pegasus on top of her. Rainbow Dash said nothing but tightened her hold on the pinkish mare.
Fluttershy popped her head over the ruined mess and looked down, wincing slightly. "Just relax Pinkie, we'll save you soon enough. Then we can go back to that party, wouldn't that be nice" She smiled sweetly, trying to coax the old Pinkie out. But Pinkie was having none of it. She was sick at pretending to be cheerful
"I'd sooner eat rusty nails than be with you all for a second more!" Pinkie growled sending Fluttershy scuttling away. That felt better. Letting the rage and bile spill out for once, not that she usually felt like this on the pill. Let's face it, she reasoned to herself, having only happy emotions for so many years has actually just made me bitter and depressed right now and I really really can't be bothered right now to keep any friends, I'll get more pills eventually and sort everything out
Twilight came into view horn glowing bright purple. "Don't worry Pinkie, I'll remind you of our friendship." And moved her head downwards.
"No!" Pinkie squealed childishly "NO! NO! NO! ME NO WANT! ME NO WANT!"
Twilight continued regardless and the tip of the horn gently pressed to Pinkie's head, and a warm glow of magic filled her and she remembered all the time she had spent with her friends, how they laughed and cried, and how they played and talked, she felt her entire wonderful life flash through before her eyes...
Twilight moved back and looked down at her pink friend, waiting for the outburst. Pinkie opened her shining blue eyes and looked up at Twilight. The light was now clearly shinning on her again and she seemed as bright pink as she ever was.
Her eyes met Twilight, and grew cold. Her hair flopped down to either side of her face as the magic faded and a growl emanated her from her.
"My whole...life...all of it...IT WAS SO BUCKING BORING! EVERYTHING IS SO...BORING! WHY CAN'T YOU ACCEPT THAT. I'M NOT 'DISCORDED' MORON!" She spat cruelly at Rainbow Dash who stared at her in shock
Pinkie stood there, panting, her eyes glared at them. They all turned to one another, and nodded.
Twilight stepped forward confidently "We know what we have to do PInkie-"
"Leave me alone?" Pinkie cut in
Twilight shook her head "No, Elements! TOGETHER!" At once they all jumped right next to Twilight and activated their elements.
Pinkie sighed and sat down, accepting her fate. She was tired. She just wanted to go to sleep. She curled up on the floor and bright sparkling amulets appeared at the necks of all her friends. It was an incomplete circle, with one missing, but seeing as she was the one they were using it on it would still complete the 'connection' and then be focused on her. Fun.
They were lifted up into the air, defying gravity as powerful arcane magic took a hold of them and flowed, using Twilight as the connector and turning her eyes bright white. However this time it took a different form, instead of the usual rainbow cannon of doom, at least that was what she called it, it came out as bubbles.
Bubbles sprayed out from the five friends at the sixth one one who was spinning round in the air rather uncomfortably. They massed around her, glowing many different colours until she was lost in the froth of bubbles. Slowly the onslaught drew to a halt and the five friends gently descended to the ground.
POP
At once all the different multi-coloured bubbles of light vanished leaving a pleasant scent of a fresh summer's day. As they burst a pink form fell to the ground.
At once, pure joyous laughter erupted from it. Fluttershy gave a big cheesy grin and something went 'squue'. Rarity gave a poilite nod and dusted herself off. Rainbow Dash offering a high hoof to anyone who would accept it ended up flying and doing it herself. Applejack took off her hat and wiped her forehead, betraying just how worried for Pinkie she really was. Twilight smiled and looked around before approaching Pinkie
Pinkie lay there on the floor, pointing up at the ceiling and laughing again, her mane bounced up all over the place and her grin stretched across her whole face. It was so funny. Everything is so...FUNNY!
Funny Funny Funny
Hehehe
Hahaha
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