What if one day you woke up suddenly drowning? The only saving grace you had was a multitude of pink limbs pulling you out and the next thing you knew was that you’re surrounded by Pinkie clones... and that you were one of them.
The mirror pool clones are just reflections; shadows of the original. Shards of her soul. Only one clone lived long enough to form their own soul, through experience and emotion - and the mirror pool won't let her back in.
Celestia finds that the new guests to Equestria are less than friendly...and mature...and possibly not entirely sane. There is also a substantial ratio between male and female...[Displaced Crack Fic]