For a little over a year I have been slinging words at a wall, watching to see what stuck. I'm very happy some of you enjoy those words.
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Author's note: I guess I did sort of promise something more to this didn't I? Well, Pinkie accidentally the fourth wall all over the place a couple weeks back, so bad we missed an episode. So, yeah, here's the funeral. Enjoy.
"Dear friends, we are gathered here to mourn the death of the fourth wall."
Pinkie stood at a podium, overlooking her audience, which was comprised of a bucket of turnips, a bag of flour, a pile of rocks, a pile of lint, and for some reason, a smartypants doll. A pile of kindling and a box of matches were stacked near a wall. Three empty chairs had placards placed in them, marked respectively;
"Physics (Guest of honor)"
Pinkie looked very solemn, her mane was flat and tears were in her eyes. "The fourth wall was a good friend of mine, we had fun all the time, I would look at him and laugh. I think I heard him laugh back sometimes, it sounded like a bunch of ponies all at once. Sometimes I would stretch him out for a second to talk to the ponies I am pretty sure are watching. On the day of his scheduled party, I found I had apparently gone too far after making friends with Cranky a few weeks back. I dove into my own mind and pulled out a felt check mark. I pulled myself up from depression. I cloned myself and chased Cranky all over Equestria. Then, in a fit of happiness, I exploded when I finally made my friend. I think it was the explosion that did it, but it probably didn't help when I broke the closing credits by replacing them with that Cranky Doodle Donkey song. I'm pretty sure I gave the poor guy a heart attack."
"In accordance with his wishes, I am going to have him cremated."
With that Pinkie stood up, she gathered some kindling she had gathered, and set it up against the wall. She struck a match and set the wall ablaze. Soon a merry fire was going, and she was singing a rousing tune of "For he's a jolly good fellow." The Cakes rushed up the stairs with a fire extinguisher.
Mr. Cake looked at her sternly. "Pinkie Pie what have I said about matches in the house?"
"Never ever ever ever again Mr. Cake!" She said promptly.
"How many times have I told you this?"
"Forty two times!" She grinned.
"This time I need you to Pinkie Pie swear, no more matches okay?"
"Cross my heart and hope to fly stick a cupcake in my eye!"
"Okay then, we need you downstairs to watch the twins while we bake."
"Okie dokie lokie Mr. Cake!"
The Cakes walked back downstairs.
Mrs. Cake leaned in close to Mr. Cake. "Why does she seem to do this every week?"
Pinkie was gathering up her friends, sniffling. She glanced at the charred wall. Suddenly she smiled.
"Look everypony! It's back! We missed you! You know what this calls for? A PARTY!"