In the smoke and ruins a lone figure stood there staring at the pink earth pony, her eyes full of hatred and pain. She walked out of smoke and towards the fear-engulfed equine. She stopped in front of her and Pinkie jumped back. “Oh what’s the problem? Don’t tell me you’re afraid of yourself.”
Pinkie Pie tripped on a rock laying on the floor and fell on her flank. She turned to stare at her almost-doppelganger. “You can’t be me... You do look like me, but you can’t be me. I’m me!” whimpered Pinkie Pie.
“Oh? Why can’t I be you? Can you not see the color of my coat and mane? The only real difference is that my mane is straight. Yours is a frizzed up mess!” laughed Pinkamena, now standing over her trembling other half.
“If you are me... Where did you come from?” murmured Pinkie Pie.
“Where did I come from? You really don’t remember me... Well let me explain it then. I am the pain, misery and suffering you endured while you were a little filly. All those horrible years working the rock farm, you said nothing. You just pushed your depression and hatred deep down inside you and thus I was born.”
Pinkie Pie just stared at her in disbelief, not wanting to believe her. “No that can’t be true! You’re lying!” screamed Pinkie Pie, now getting off the floor and pointing her right hoof at her counterpart.
“You don’t believe me!? Fine then, let me show you.” growled Pinkamena, pushing her face towards Pinkie Pies.
Pinkie Pie looked around her and the ruins of Ponyville started to disappear around her. The sky swirling, the ground spinning and in the place of Ponyville a few wooden houses started to manifest in front of them. The ground was barren, but covered in rocks and some machinery. “Where are we?” asked Pinkie Pie in confusion.
“You don’t remember our first home? Welcome to the rock farm.” muttered Pinkamena menacingly.
Pinkie Pie stood there taking in her new surroundings, stunned at how familiar it all looked. A little pink filly trotted past them pulling a carriage of rocks, looking depressed and hurt. “Is that... me?” stuttered Pinkie Pie.
“You mean us. Yes that is us, look at how depressed and beaten we were. Our parents never loved us, they hated us. Why else would they put us through all this torment? The years of depression, loneliness and fear.”
Pinkie Pie fell to floor and dug her head in between her hooves, covering her head. “No! That can’t be right! My parents loved me, they would never hurt me... Would they?” questioned Pinkie, lifting her head and staring with tears in her eyes at Pinkamena.
“They subjected us to years of torture and torment! Can’t you see that?”
Pinkie just wanted to run far away from this place and never look back, but curiosity and fear kept her there. “You created me, I was the only friend you had. But one day you suddenly abandoned me, left me to rot in the ruins of your mind. Just like what our parents did to us. WAS I NOTHING TO YOU!?” screamed Pinkamena manically into the face of her counterpart.
Pinkie Pie lay there with tears in her eyes. She stared into her replica and could see vengeance and hatred in her eyes. “I’m so sorry...” cried Pinkie Pie, grabbing Pinkamena and embracing her in her hooves. “I didn’t mean to forget about you, I’m so sorry! I would never want to hurt anyone I swear!” wailed Pinkie, now feeling guilty for her past mistakes.
Pinkamena returned the hugged and whispered in Pinkie’s ear. “I missed us being together... You have no idea how lonely I was without you, but it’s too late. You hurt me and now must face the consequences.” Pinkamena pushed her too the ground and stood over her. “Now get out of here!”
Pinkie Pie awoke to find herself drenched in sweat and her pillow soaked. Gasping for air she jumped out of her bed, her head swimming with confusion. ‘What... What just happened? It was all dream. No, it felt so real... That’s the second time now.’ She rushed downstairs and saw the remains of last night’s party.
‘The cleanup can wait, I need to see Twilight.’
She ran out her door, not caring about how she looked. She ran as fast as she ever had to Twilight's library determined that Twilight would have a logical reason for her dreams. She didn’t stop for anypony, maneuvering through the busy crowd, trying not to knock anypony over.
She soon made it to her friend’s house, and knocked on the door several times in rapid succession. “Twilight! Are you in, oh please be in!” whimpered Pinkie Pie. The wooden door swung open to reveal a confused and concerned purple unicorn.
“What’s the problem Pinkie? Are you alright?” asked Twilight worryingly.
Pinkie walked inside the tree library and sat down on one of Twilight’s wooden stools. “Oh it’s terrible Twilight!” gasped Pinkie, now trying to recover from the long run.
“Alright Pinkie, just relax and explain what’s happened. I’m sure we will be able to fix it.” said Twilight, concerned by her behaviour. Although she was odd, she never usually got this worked up.
Pinkie didn’t notice, too caught up in the memories of her dreams. “Twilight, I just had the worst nightmare!”
Twilight put her hoof to her face. “A nightmare... really Pinkie, that’s the big problem?” groaned Twilight.
“No Twilight, you don’t understand.”
Pinkie began to explain her dream and how it felt so real. Twilight sat there patiently for her friend to finish before giving her professional opinion on it. It took around an hour for the earth pony to fully explain everything to Twilight, by the time she finished Twilight was beginning to become very interested in it.
“So you’re telling me there was two of you in your dream. But the other one called herself Pinkamena Diane Pie? Pinkie, it honestly just sounds like you had a bad dream, but if its bothering you that much I can use a spell on you so you won't dream for a full week.” suggested the unicorn.
“Is that all you can do Twilight? I guess if that’s all I might as well take it.” murmured Pinkie Pie, a little disappointed.
“Alrighty then. Please stand in the middle of room so I can perform the spell.” said Twilight pointing her hood to the middle of the room. Pinkie walked to the centre of the room and stood perfectly still.
The unicorn’s horn lit up and a bright purple aura appeared around Pinkie. In a few short seconds the spell was finished. “Is that it done?” asked Pinkie.
“Yep, it’s not that complicated of a spell to do.” said Twilight, beaming with a little pride that she managed to do it.
Pinkie Pie thanked Twilight and left to get on with the rest of her day. She started baking a few cakes, and visited a few friends until the night came. She tried forget about her nightmare. The night eventually rolled around again and the pink earth pony started to get tired.
She walked into her home and upstairs to her bedroom. She had spent most of the day baking cakes so she was rather exhausted. She crawled into her bed a little afraid of what was going to happen once she dozed off. She laid there for a few hours afraid to sleep but eventually she couldn’t keep her eyes open.
“Welcome back... It’s great to see you again” whispered a voice, sending chills down her spine.