This was just a dream.
A really bad dream.
That’s the only explanation. There’s no way thing could actually happen. I mean, there’s no way Pinkie could be dead, out of all ponies.
I pinch myself again. Any moment now, I’d wake up, and start another day on the rock farm. No bad news, just rocks.
No matter how much I tried, my gaze couldn't break away from the gravestone.
Not a dream, a nightmare.
A horrible nightmare.
One I couldn't wake from.
…
I remember when you first left. You talked on and on about bringing parties around Equestria, and all the places you’d visit, all the friends you’d make…
And then every other time you left. You often visited for a few days before leaving, always going on and on about the friends you made, and the things you did...
I always listened half-heartedly, giving you a hard time. ‘Come on, Pinkie, give us an exciting story.’ ‘We know, Pinkie, you had a magical, world-saving adventure.’
I wish I listened. But I was jealous. You got to go places. You go to meet new ponies. You got to have fun. And I was stuck on this farm. Every day, wake up, eat, work, eat, go to sleep. I felt like it was my duty to my family to continue working at the farm, no matter what I thought.
It wasn’t fair.
It wasn’t fucking fair.
You got to leave.
Why do you always leave?
Are you laughing, Pinkie? Are you laughing now? You always laughed when I got angry at you. So here I am. Laugh at me.
Laugh.
Laugh!
I WANT TO HEAR YOU LAUGH!
Please laugh.
Please.
Please be here.
Please let this be a dream.
I’ll smile for you, alright? That’s what you wanted. I’ll smile. I’ll smile as much as need to. I’ll smile until my jaw hurts.
Just please…
Don't do this to me.
Is this revenge? For all times I yelled at you and Marble? Every time I insulted you and your parties? Every bitter remark and comeback? How could you keep smiling after that?
How could you say that you still loved me?
…
What am I doing?
Now you’re just a stone and a patch of dirt. What is this supposed to do? Wish for some magical bullshit to happen and bring you back? Bury myself next to you? Defile it with my tears? Ruin your name with mine?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for the things I said. I'm sorry for being so mean to you. I'm sorry for not supporting you. I'm sorry for never visiting you. I'm sorry for not following my dreams. I'm sorry for not smiling. I'm sorry.
Just…
Come back. Please. I'm begging you.
…
Please.
Let this be a dream.