Yay! This is my first fic here. It was very difficult to make, since I’m not a native English-speaker, but I tried my best, so… Please, comment, tell me what’s right or wrong, what you liked or what you didn’t like, so I can improve.
More chapters in the way ^w^
– What’s wrong with her…? – whispered the blue coated mare.
– Sayin’ something sugarcube? – Applejack bit her cupcake again. They were all at Sugarcube Corner; it was a very busy day for the Cakes and, of course, Pinkie Pie. But that didn’t stop her friends from stopping by and, why not? Grab something to eat. Rainbow Dash was acting kind of suspicious for apparently no reason, watching the pink party pony walking happily all over the place with orders from the clients, cakes and other pastries.
– Oh, nothing… It’s just… – the blue pegasus didn’t seem to actually talk about what she was thinking.
– Come on, Rainbow Dash, is there something bothering you? – said Rarity, leaning her head a little bit.
The pegasus sighed. She leaned forward to her friends, who did the same while the blue coated mare put a hoof to cover her whisper as much as possible.
– I’m trying to figure out what’s wrong with Pinkie…
Nopony said something for a couple seconds.
– You mean… – Twilight started – wrong like what?
– Yeah! Like… I know there has to be something wrong…
– I know what you’re saying – Rarity nodded – . Her desserts are very delightful, but she could do something about the presentation.
– Huh?
– Food also needs to look beautiful, don’t you think?
– Oh! Yes, Angel gets a bit angry if I don’t make his salad looks the way he wants… – Fluttershy smiled while talking.
Rainbow Dash put a hoof on her face.
– I’m not talking about food! It’s… Look, Pinkie’s always so happy, right? – everypony agreed, grinning just at the sight of the pink pony jumping from here to there and delivering every cake with a “Hello!” – Well, I… think there has to be something… you know… – she moved her hoof in circles, trying to find the right word – bad about her. Like… she had a terrible past and now she’s laughing all the time to not remember that!
They all laughed except for Rainbow Dash.
– Hah! Ya’ seriously have some crazy ideas, RD!
– It’s not crazy, Applejack!
– Yeah, it is! Why can’t she be happy just because?
– Because… you know what they say!
They looked at each other, trying not to laugh again at Rainbow’s suggestion. The yellow mare, as shy as only she was, spoke slowly.
– Ahm… the more the merrier?
– What? No! They say “the ones that laugh the most are the ones who have suffered the most”.
– Wait who said that? – Twilight Sparkle raised an eyebrow while inquisitively looking at her friend.
– …some… somepony…
– It sounds familiar to me, why?
– I don’t know, I just…!
– Having a good time? – Pinkie said, placing another tray full of cupcakes for her friends, looking a bit tired, but joyful – Sorry for not being all the time with you! The Cakes reaaaally need my help, so… What were you talking about?
– Oh, Rainbow Dash was saying… – Applejack started, with a derisive voice.
– NOTHING! I was saying nothing! – Rainbow Dash interrupted, muttering.
– Nothing? That’s a really funny word to say! Nothing, nothing, noooo… thing! – And with that, Pinkie Pie walked away, saying “nothing” and making faces to it.
– Well, she did live at a rock farm. – The orange one said as soon as Pinkie wasn’t able to hear her – Ah think that’s kinda… depressive.
– But that’s not a disgrace, Applejack – Rarity grabbed the best–looking cupcake very carefully – Last year I went to that farm and it was really nice. Her parents and her sister were kind to me and the whole place looked good… or some sort of.
And, indeed, Rarity had gone there with Pinkie for visiting her mom and dad, who now worked with a big smile in whatever-you-do-at-a-rock-farm. Even though Rarity’s first motivation was finding some good gemstones there, she actually liked the place.
Twilight Sparkle was walking her way to the library, with her purple and green companion, Spike, who was carrying a lot of muffins and cupcakes.
– These are pretty good. How does Pinkie Pie to make them this good? – He munched another one – Ghou wegh shayin’…?
– I’ve told you a dozen times; swallow what you put in your mouth before talking! – The unicorn scolded him; then she whispered – Oh, dear… I ate too much at Pinkie’s place…
– I said you were saying? – Spike repeated after carefully chewing the dessert – It was something about the tragic past of Pinkie, I think.
– No, that’s just what Rainbow thought. Ugh... Sorry, Spike, I really… I really feel like going to the bed soon.
They had arrived to the library; Spike said a soft “Good night!” to the unicorn while she slowly reached for her bed. The stomachache she apparently had didn’t let her sleep until very late, making her fall in a dream. A quite strange dream.
– Do you have him? – A voice asked from the dark.
– Yes. – She answered with a high-pitched but melancholic tone. The small mare threw something unto the legs of the pony in the shadows.
– Very good, Pinkamena – He said – You’re a very good filly.
– May I… go home now?
The Shadow pony stepped forward and put a hoof on Pinkamena’s head, caressing her.
– Almost, my dear. You have to complete a couple more of tasks.
Pinkamena inclined her head. She didn’t want to continue with that job. She didn’t like it. She just longed being with her family. She missed her father and her mother and her sisters. She missed her friend Rocky, even if everypony else made fun of him for being just a pile of rocks. But she had to go on with her missions; she had to keep on the crimson path she walked on, for the good of her own family. She had learned how to do it, how to sneak closer and closer to her target, how to surprise it and how to defeat it with a single blow. She hated being so efficient.
She gazed upon the starry night, thinking about the pony she had killed that evening. She didn’t know him, nor if he was innocent or not, but Pinkamena had orders to killed him, cut his head off and deliver it to her boss. She didn’t want to, but she had to. The bad ponies, as she called them, were paying her so she could sustain her whole poor family, but she had to obey the bad ponies.
– I’d rather… make everyone laugh… instead of making them cry… – She walked out of the forest, tears running through her face – I wish I could… end all of this… All of everypony’s suffering… But… – A piece of paper fell from the sky unto her hooves. She knew what that was when she read the name written on it: her new target. The sky turned red as she raised her head, with a grisly smile on her lips and eyes with a crazy look. Her voice also turned kind of demonic – But I NEED to kill. I need to kill YOU, TWILIGHT SPARKLE!
– TWILIGHT!
– NOOO! LEAVE ME ALONE, PINKIE!
– Twilight, wake up!
Spike was shaking the unicorn, trying to wake her up since she looked like fighting somepony in her dreams. Twilight soon realized her legs were up in the air, trying to make the killer Pinkamena from her nightmare go away. She stood still a couple of moments and then relaxed, falling over her bed again.
– Twi? What’s wrong? Why were you calling Pinkie?
– I just dreamed she was… she was… I think I need to speak with her. And kill Rainbow Dash.