Pinkie Pie walked back home from the portal at Canterlot High, taking a deep breath of fresh air. She sighed contentedly. Summer was in full swing, and she didn't want to miss another minute of it if she could help it. "Gotta love the hot weather." She thought out loud, pirouetting on the sidewalk.
"Oh, right!" Pinkie said as her eyes widened, recalling her desire to get to know Golden Crossbow better. I wonder where he is? She thought, looking around. She turned around slowly, taking in all of her surroundings and checking for for Golden. Nope. Doesn't look like he's here! She shrugged, then skipped away in search of a better vantage point.
An idea formed in her head, and she grabbed a bunch of balloons that she hid in her hair. She inflated them all simultaneously while reaching into her hair again and pulling out a bunch of strings. She tied all of the strings to the balloons as fast as lightning, then tied them all to her waist, causing her to float towards the sky. Now that she had a bird's-eye view, she flapped her arms like a swimmer in a pool to move in her intended direction.
Pinkie Pie hummed a tune to herself as she glided through the sky, keeping her eyes peeled for Golden Crossbow. Nope. He doesn't seem to be anywhere! She sighed, popping all of her balloons. Her eyes widened as she realized her mistake and flailed her arms in a panic. She screamed as she plummeted toward the ground, then snapped her fingers as realization struck her. She kicked downward with all of her might, causing the sound of a car hitting the brakes to echo in her vicinity. She landed safely on the ground. Smiling with satisfaction, she took a step forward, tripping over a rock.
Pinkie Pie fell to the ground and into a laughing fit. Sometimes you just have to laugh off the small stuff! She winced a little and noticed that she had a cut on the back of her right hand. Pinkie frowned. "Looks like I need to patch myself up a bit." She said, picking herself up off the ground. She made a sputtering noise and walked back home.
Pinkie opened the door to her house. "Helloooo?" She said in her usual cheery tone. "Mom? Dad? Maud? Marble? Limestone?" She looked around the house, but there was nobody to be found. "Guess I'm all alone-y on my own-y." She shrugged and walked up to the bathroom where the first aid kits were stored. She opened a kit and took out a band-aid. She placed it on her cut, then kissed it. "There. Allll better!" She said, then giggled.
She walked back downstairs and heard a knock on her door. "I wonder who that could be?" She said as she walked towards the door and opened it. Standing outside was a teenager with light purple skin, blue eyes with freckles just below them, blonde hair and a very, very nervous smile. He wore a dark blue shirt with a yellow shooting star in the center and white shorts with flip-flops.
"Hi, Pinkie Pie." He said. "My name is Star Tracker, and I'm your biggest fan!"