Once again I regained my vision, and once again I was in a new location. This place looked like the center of a small town. It was completely deserted, the only living things around that I could see were Twilight and Fluttershy.
“This place looks dead. Where is everybody?” I asked.
“Sorry about that again,” Twilight said, “I didn’t expect everypony to react so… poorly.”
“No trouble kid, no trouble at all. I’m not much of a people person anyways.”
“That doesn’t mean they needed to call you all those names.” Fluttershy said.
“Names? What names exactly did they call me?”
“Oh, the most awful names” Fluttershy chirped, “‘zombie’, ‘monster’ and ‘demon’. I’m so sorry for what they said.”
“That’s it? ‘Zombie’? Kid, that’s nothing. Certainly nothing you need to apologize about.”
“Oh, well I’m sorry I apologized.”
Ignoring the obvious irony in her statement I added, “You promised me food, remember?”
“Well, Sugarcube Corner is right over there,” twilight said, gesturing to what looked like a massive gingerbread house, “but are you sure you want to stay here? I can’t see why, after the welcome we gave you.”
“Listen kid, I’m starving. We can sort out the town’s reaction after I’ve had something to eat.”
After entering the gingerbread house, another new pony appeared. This one was pink, and had no horn or wings, but did, however, have the most absurd hair I had ever seen. It almost looked like cotton candy. Her little mark was an image of three balloons.
“Hey Twilight!” yelled this new pink pony.
“Hi Pinkie, we were just about to get our new friend Chunk something to eat.”
“That’s nice! I love making new friends and I’d be happy to meet this ‘Chunk’. But you should be more careful Twilight. Everypony is saying that there are zombies out there, you could get eaten!”
I probably shouldn’t have, but I then chimed in, “I know kid! Terrifying isn’t it? Zombies running around eating everyone like that.”
I really shouldn’t have done that, because she let out the most horrible ear splitting scream I’d ever heard. I’d met raiders that were getting ripped apart my super mutants quieter than her.
“TWILIGHT LOOK OUT! THE ZOMBIE’S RIGHT BEHIND YOU!” she screamed.
“Pinkie, Chunk isn’t a zombie! He just wants something to eat!” Twilight shouted back.
“Yeah, like our brains!” Pinkie said loudly.
“Trust me kid, if I wanted to eat brains for dinner you’d be the safest person in town.” That was mean. I knew it was mean, but I didn’t care, I hate being called a flesh eating zombie. Zombie’s okay, but being accused of eating people isn’t.
“Hey!” she said realizing what I meant, “that’s not nice!”
“Nice doesn’t do much where I’m from.”
“Both of you need to stop this!” Fluttershy said, much louder than I had ever heard her before, “Pinkie, Chunk isn’t going to eat you,” she said turning to me, “And Chunk you should apologize.”
“Alright Fluttershy, sorry Chunk”
“Likewise kid.”
She began to laugh, “It was pretty funny though, what you said. No brains in my head! I’m as hollow as a log!” she laughed hysterically now, and I couldn’t help but laugh along.
“I guess you’re right. It was pretty good.” I said, finally remembering how good it felt to laugh.
“So Chunk,” she said when the laughter had subsided, “do you like cupcakes?”
“I don’t remember kid; honestly Fancy Lads get a little stale after two-hundred years.”
“Well I don’t know what that means, but I do know that you’ll love cupcakes after you try one of these!” she held out a hoof with a picture perfect, albeit small, cupcake in it.
“Ah, what the hell?” I said grabbing it. It had to be the best thing I’d ever tasted, but Salisbury steak and mirelurk cakes aren’t much of a competition to begin with.
“So, do you like it?” she said, clearly eager for my response.
“Kid I’ll be honest, that had to be one of the best things I have ever tasted.”
Her eyes lit up. “Oh I just knew you’d love it! I didn’t know if you’d like it or not, but I knew you’d love it!”
“You ain’t half bad kid, but one thing.”
“Yes?” she said sounding worried.
“I’m a big guy, one little cupcake isn’t going to fill me up. Any chance I could get a few more?”
“Oh, of course!” she beamed.
A few seconds later I had a plate full of cupcakes in front of me, and Pinkie was going on and on about something I couldn’t really follow. “And then there’s my friend Rainbow Dash, she’s a Pegasus…”, “But then she went whoosh! And saved Rarity…”, “then there’s my friend Pinkie Pie, she’s pink, oh wait, I’m Pinkie Pie!”, “And I was all ‘oatmeal? Are you crazy?’”. Honestly I was more focused on my food then her. Eventually though she ended her story and began speaking directly to me.
“Hey Chunk, you’re new in town right?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I was thinking, whenever somepony new moves into town I throw a party for them, and it doesn’t seem fair that you shouldn’t get one too, so what do you say, want a party? Normally I throw surprise parties, but I don’t know if you like surprise parties, and if you don’t like surprise parties it doesn’t seem nice to throw you one, and parties are supposed to be fun, but you can’t have fun if you don’t like that kind of party.”
God, it was endless, she probably would have kept on talking if I didn’t interrupt, “Sure kid, you can throw me a little party, but on two conditions.”
“Okay and those are?” she asked.
“First of all, shut up.”
“Oh, that’ll be easy!” She said using a zipping motion on her lips.
“Second of all, I want some new clothes first.”
“I just know Rarity would be glad to make you something!” she said.
“Well then kid, if you’re so sure take me to meet this ‘Rarity’”
Scratch what I said earlier. I hate not having any travel time. I’m glad nothing in the wasteland is white, because if I get out of here I’m going to make it my one goal to never see that awful color again.