Enabling

by Midnight Legend Press

Tape 1 Side A: Falling Down...

        I have a secret, one that I've kept lock up inside my heart. I'm in love. The pony that stole my heart? Her name is Twilight Sparkle. It came as a surprise to me too, my crush. I'm the party pony of ponyville, and she's the serious student of Celestia. We're so different, but maybe that's what I need: a pony to balance me. I don't know how she feels about me, so please, wish me luck as I pour my heart and soul into my confession of love.

        I could see the library in the distance. No, not just any library, her library. It took every fiber of my being to resist the urge to run away and beat myself up over my lack of confidence as I drowned my misery with a torrent of pies and candy. No, not today, not again. I steeled my resolve, forcing myself a little closer. I’m going to get farther than last time! I’m actually going to touch her door this time... no, I’m going to knock on it and I’m going to talk to her! That confidence, as usual, was going to find that it had a very short life span.

 My breath shortens, and I find myself swallowing hard as I raised a nervous hoof to the door. I can do this, I can do this,  I can... I... I... can’t... With a sigh, I lowered my hoof and head, ashamed that I couldn’t even touch her door this time. I bet even Fluttershy could make it further than I did, I’m just—

“Hey, Pinkie Pie! How’re you doing?” The sudden outburst from behind made me jump. In my startled state, I whirled around quickly, my heart pounding in my ears, to face— nopony...  I looked left and right, and even up, but there was nopony there. Maybe I’m hearing things.

“Down here, Pinkie. What’re you doin’ outside our door? Did you come to see Twilight?” It was Spike, probably out on an errand for Twilight.
 
In my addled state, all I could think to do was lie and hope that he’d buy it. “Nope! Just passing by! I was looking for some... uhh... vanilla truffles! Yeah, that’s it, I was looking for vanilla truffles... for Gummy!” I sold that lie with the toothiest grin I could muster, and Spike looked as though he was about to buy it like Ditzy Doo during the morning muffin sales at Sugarcube corner.

“You’re looking for truffles... in a library?” Sugarsnaps! He catches on quick.

“Of course not, Spike, you can be such a silly-willy you know that?”

“Uhh, right. Silly... willy... anyway, I’m sure Twilight would be more than glad to see you, she’s been working tirelessly in that musty ole’ lab for the last week. Maybe seeing somepony-else for a change would be good for her.”

Uh-oh, that didn’t work like I thought it would. “Oh no, I couldn’t interrupt Twilight while she’s in the middle of her studies, I mean she’s so dedicated to her research, and books!" As I jabbered on, I began backing away slowly away from Spike as he moved closer, but I had forgotten the door was still behind me, and I tripped over the stoop, falling into the library head first, knocking over some books as I fell. “Owie... somepony should really clean up around here...”

As I rubbed my achy head, I heard her voice, and my heart anxiously skipped a beat. “Spike, is that you? Did you knock over another bookshelf? That’s the third time this week, you really need to be more careful.”

As Twilight trotted into the room, my eyes were drawn to her, my breathing becoming shallow as I drank in her image. And what an image it is...  uh... quick, say something! Say something! “Say, Twilight, when did you learn to walk on ceilings? That must’ve been a really difficult spell to learn!” Smooth, Pinkie, real smooth...

Twilight shook her head and sighed at me. “Pinkie, I’m not standing on the ceiling, you fell and landed on your back. What did you come around here for, anyway?”

“Oh yeah, Twilight, I saw Pinkie hanging around outside, said she was looking for truffles or something.”

Twilight turned to me. “Truffles? In a library?”

With a sigh, I shook my head and admitted the truth. “Twilight, I wasn’t looking for truffles, I needed to tell you something, but I was too afraid to do it.”

“Well, you’ve got me here right now, so what’s up?”

Spike piped up, “Yeah, Pinkie, what was so important that you—” Twilight rolled her eyes as she effortlessly pushed Spike to the side and he began to protest, “Hey! I want to know too!”

“Spike, this conversation is between Pinkie Pie and myself, why don’t you go in the back room and check on my mixtures for me? Please?” Spike crossed his arms and began grumbling and mumbling under his breath as he marched away towards the back room. “And don’t touch anything either, just check the readings!” Twilight called behind her before returning her attention to me.  “So, Pinkie Pie, what was it that you wanted to talk to me about? I don’t mean to rush you, but I don’t have a lot of time to chat today.”

My eyes darted around the library from book to book as I averted eye contact with the mare of my dreams, standing right before me. Perhaps maybe one of the books in here held the words I was too nervous to say, but Twilight was looking impatient and ready to throw me out if I didn’t say something fast, so I did what anypony would do in my situation: I spat gibberish. “I’m sorry Twilight, I just... umm... I really...heart...” Come on, me, I can do this! It’s just a few simple words. I fixed my eyes intensely on Twilight’s, and she took note of this immediately, her scowl softening slightly, and her eyes widening in anticipation. “Twilight, I...”  come on me this is your, errr, my moment! seize it! Reach for the chocolaty heavens! Here I go! I shut my eyes tight and let loose with both barrels. “For the longest time I’ve had this really big cr—"

"Whoa, Twilight," Dang it, Spike, "something weird is happening with your freaky chemistry set! It’s all bubbly and junk, you’d better take a look at th-WHOA!” Right after Spike yelled, a loud explosion rocked the library.

"Spike!?" Twilight called out in concern. “Look, Pinkie, I’m really busy right now, and I think Spike might need some medical attention, but I suppose we could hang out next week.” No! I have to tell her now, while I’ve still got my nerve! Twilight began to shut the door on me, but, without thinking, I stuck my hoof in the door abrasively, once again taking her off guard. “Pinkie, what are you doing?”

Well, I’ve got my hoof in the door, I may as well take advantage of it. “Like I said, I have something I really, really, really need to tell you, Twilight. Will you please listen to me?”  

“My scales! I think that burned off all of my scales! Wait a minute... my scales are still here but... Twilight come quick, something’s wrong!”

I watched as Twilight bit her lip nervously and looked back and forth at me then at the room Spike was in before she finally gave up. “Fine! Just close the door behind you, and don’t touch anything in the next room!”

Yes! I thought to myself, shutting the door behind me with my left hindleg before following Twilight into her backroom.

Twilight gasped as she frantically galloped through the room, towards a pink lump on the floor surrounded by books and broken glass. “Spike, what happened in here? I thought I told you not to touch anything!” That’s Spike? Holy moley he looks like a dragon shaped wad of bubble gum!

Spike coughed weakly before speaking again. “Ughhh... the jar with red liquid... started sparking... there was an explosion... pink scales...”

As I trotted towards the two, Twilight grew tense and scowled at me as she levitated Spike on her back. It was almost as if she thought this was my fault! But, just as quickly as the scowl came, it disappeared, sinking off her face as she trotted towards the door and past me. “Twilight, wait!”

“There’s no time, Pinkie, I have to get Spike to a hospital, and now I’ve been set back on my research. A whole three days worth of progress, gone!” Twilight lifted a hoof to her face and began rubbing her temples, I couldn’t bear to see the pony of my dreams so stressed out.

“But I...”

“What, Pinkie? What do you need to tell me that is so important? Please indulge me while I move my potentially injured baby dragon to a hospital that probably can’t even help him anyway, as I fall even further back on my work schedule for Princess Luna! What do you want?!”

“I... I just wanted to tell you that I really, really like you, Twilight... I didn’t mean for any of this to happen...”

“Whatever, Pinkie, just go away. I think you’ve bothered me enough for today.” She just turned away from me, and wordlessly trotted out of the library, not even bothering to lock up behind her.

“I just... I just... I wanted to...” Oh no, it’s that first gasp, I need to laugh, I need to smile I... I... Something wet hit my hoof, and I looked down and saw a small puddle forming from droplets of water. I saw another and another. Soon, after my eyes became too clouded to see anything else, I realized what was happening, and I didn’t like it. Sure I’ve cried a few times, but those were over trivial things like when the twins were driving me crazy or when I couldn’t find Gummy one afternoon and he was just napping in my bathtub. But these tears? They stung and burned. They were nothing like those other little temper tantrums. This was my first time dealing with heart-break, and after years of hiding my emotions behind a smile, no matter how bad things got or how serious the situation, my mask broke and the pieces all came spilling out on the floor of the library in the form of tears.

I stood up through my blurred vision, hot tears streaming down my cheeks, and galloped as fast as I could out of the library, trying my hardest not bawl as I hit the crowded street; I didn’t want to run into anypony I knew right now. I just wanted to go back to my room and cry. Nopony stopped me, and the bakery was empty when I entered. Mr & Mrs. Cake must’ve taken the twins out, but I didn’t care. I just galloped up the stairs to my room, grabbed Gummy off my bed and held him close to me as I wailed. Why did she blame me for what happened, it wasn’t even my fault! “It wasn’t my fault, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Twilight! I didn’t mean anything! I just wanted to tell you how I feel and... and...”

“Eet vasn’t your fault dear.”

That voice... oh no...

“Yeah, it was dat poiple lozah’s negligence, not youse.”

No, stop please... they’re all in your head Pinkie, they’re all in your head. 

“You’re not real! You’re not real!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, clasping my hooves to my ears, in a vain attempt to drown out the voices

“Honestly, darling, how can you even think it was your fault? On top of that she rejected your feelings without a second thought, how rude of her.”

“Shut up, you’re not real, and you don’t understand!” I cried it at the top of my lungs, I was not about to go through this twice in my life.

“Don’t understand what, Pinkie? That she blamed you for something that was clearly her fault? That she yelled at you when you tried to tell her you love her? That she scoffed at your confession? That she made you cry? What don’t we understand, Pinkie?”

Through tear-stained eyes, I tried to fight the voices, to tell them they're wrong. “You don’t... you...” I couldn’t do it. They were right, after all... I didn’t want to give in to them, but they were absolutely right.

“Come 'ere Pinkie. Come 'ere; and geeve us back our bodies, and we shall help you get vat you desire.”

“I... I...” As if it were reacting to my emotions and confusion, a strand of my hair fell in font of my face obscuring my vision.

“Come on, ya got nothin’ ta lose, but ya’ve got a love interest ta gain.” As the voice spoke to me, I felt another tuft of my hair fall.

My eyes drifted to the wardrobe next to my bed, that’s where I kept them, but did I really need them right now?
        
        “Let us out, Pinkie, we know how to make her accept your feelings.”

“You...do?” My resolve was beginning to weaken, and I began trotting towards the wardrobe. More and more strands of my mane collapsed to join the others that fell straight, but I paid no notice to it as I drew nearer towards the voices.

“Yes, you von’t be disappointed, we’ll make her fall for you yet.”

I stood inches way from the wardrobe, heart pounding in my chest as I extended a hoof and flipped the handle down, unlocking it, and almost all at once my mane collapsed completely.  I swallowed hard as I pulled the door open gazing inside, and there they were: Madame le Flour, Rocky, Sir Lintsalot, and Mr. Turnip.

“Hello Pinkie, its been a while,” said Mr. Turnip.

Sir Lintsalot spoke next “Yes, you should really come to visit more, darling.”

“I’m sorry, I’ve just been so—”

“No need ta apolagize ta us, we just wancha ta be happy.”

“Thanks, Rocky, you guys are the best friends a pony could ever ask for.”

“Zat ees enough chit-chat, eet ees time to ‘elp you aquire zee pony of your dreams, ees eet not?”

“But how, Madame le Flour?”

“You just leave da thinkin’ ta us,” Rocky said reassuringly.

“All right, I trust you guys...”

I stood outside the library as the evening sun began to set, the clouds in the distance ablaze as it made way for Luna’s moon to grace the sky. “Are you sure about this, Madame le Flour? I don’t think doing this will make Twilight accept my feelings...”

“Mon cheri, look at your Madame.” I looked over at Madame le Flour and she returned the gaze ten-fold.  “I vant to see you succeed! I know eet seems a little bit backwards, but trust me, I ‘ave seduced many a male in my life time. With thees, you will ‘ave her attentions in no time.”

I didn’t question who exactly would be seduced by a sack of flour, instead I nodded in compliance and pushed open the door to the library, since it was still unlocked. I glanced around the main room of the library nervously scanning high and low for any sign that Twilight had come home; she had not.

With a sigh, I trotted to the backroom, hesitantly pushing open the door to reveal the cataclysmic mess from earlier illuminated by the eerie green glow of some strange scientific instrument I couldn't possibly understanding. Even in the dim green lighting, I could tell that nothing had changed: the same books lay scattered across the floor and the same broken glass instruments lay on the floor in pieces. I made my way to some of the papers on the floor that were attached to a clipboard. I picked them up and held them up to the green light to see if I could make out anything on the paper.

“Do eet, Pinkie.”

I nodded to Madame le Flour, and tore the papers with my mouth. Hey that felt...good...

 I trotted over to some of the fallen instruments that were still intact from the explosion earlier. I reared up on my hind legs and drove my hooves into the beakers, feeling them break under my weight. “Hehe...” Why am I laughing, this is going to make Twilight sad, but even still I... I think I’m enjoying this....

There were still some more glass beakers and papers on the table. Those would look better on the floor! With a sweep of my hoof I sent everything crashing to floor, and I couldn’t contain the wicked grin that began to play across my lips as the sound of broken glass serenaded my ears like one of Fluttershy’s song bird chorus rehearsals.  “Hehehe, Hahaha!!”

This was simply... fun! I hadn’t had this much fun since the my last birthday party! I ran over to one of the still upright bookcases, and bucked it down stomping on it until I broke it into pieces. “MUHAHAHA! I’ll make you love me yet, Twilight!”

I hope she thinks of me when she sees all of this. That night, I destroyed everything in Twilight’s lab. 
Chapter 1 End