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// ...And Olympia FINALLY Finds Somepony Just Like Her 
// Story: The Story In Which Pinkie Pie Visits Precinct 13579 
// by marmalado 
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Olympia was a bright ray of sunshine cutting into a rather dark and dangerous aesthetic.

Her enthusiasm was almost 'beetus-inducing. Her energy was enough to power Negative Town and make it Positive Town if they made her an energy source. And her red hair and red glasses made her quite endearing.

So perhaps it was no surprise that like went with like, and she managed to find a friend who shared her same energy levels and had the same zest for life she did.

At Precinct 13579, it was a slow day -- and not a day where people intentionally moved slowly. No, there was hardly anything to do. Oddness seemed to take a break, just for today.

This, naturally, left Oona with enough free time to repair a slew of gadgets she had on backlog. And also break a few, as evidenced by her trusty mallet.

Squinting at a spherical gadget on the table in her lab, she positioned herself, taking steady, deep breaths as she raised the the mallet above her head. She tuned every sound out, and focused on the task at hand.

Her lungs became filled with air, and then a mighty scream came forth as she lowered the weapon.

"Oona!"

The scream of primal offense turned into a scream of primal fear as she swung the mallet to the side, nearly hitting the one who had called her name as she herself screamed and ducked.

Finally, Oona snapped out of her focus. She gave an exasperated "What?!" as she gazed at the red-haired, four-eyed agent in front of her.

"You won't believe what I found!"

"Maybe I won't. But I could choose not to."

Olympia slowly lifted her arms to reveal a pink pony, clutched in her hands like a football and giving a big grin marked with the sound of a squeaker.

"This is Pinkie Pie. She came here from some weird alternate dimension called 'Equestria', and as it just so happens, we ran into each other! So of course we hit it off, and then Pinkie said she wanted to see Odd Squad, so I took her here but apparently it wasn't what she was looking for? Anyway-"

Oona had well learned by now to tune Olympia out whenever her gums started flapping a million miles an hour. Luckily for her, another agent was approaching them with a run in his step.

"Hey Oona, could you-"

"Partner!!" Olympia bounded over to the sandy-haired agent and thrust her new friend right into his face. "Look who I found!"

Pinkie responded with a "Hiya!" this time, followed by a "Who are you?"

"Otis." He gently pushed her face away from his own before his gaze settled on-- "Olympia, why is she here?"

Olympia relayed the whole story to him again, this time completely uninterrupted.

"Uh...huh." He blinked. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Miss Pie."

"Just Pinkie's fine!" the pony chirped. "Now, can any of you point me to the nearest food? I'm hungry!"

"Sure! C'mon, follow me!" Olympia skipped away, singing a happy ditty. Otis followed suit, if not to keep tabs on Olympia, then to keep tabs on her new friend.

Oona just stared after them, then at the mallet that was still in her hand, then back at them.

"So we're just gonna feed this thing now?"





Not a few minutes later, and the quad squad had eaten a rather filling meal. Olympia was impressed by how much food Pinkie could pack away, and they got to talking about the latter's job while Otis and Oona listened on from the other side of the Breakroom table.

"Should we tell Mr. O about this?" Otis murmured.

"If we do, then only Olympia will be the one getting in trouble for it." Oona responded. "I mean, Pinkie's not here as a client, right?"

"Does she look like she has an odd problem?"

"Yes. She looks like she has ninety-nine of them, and being from an alternate dimension isn't one."

They watched as Olympia gave a giddy laugh and kicked her feet, no doubt at something the pink equine said.

"But...if worse comes to worse, we could bring Olive and Otto in."

"No." Otis fixed Oona with a steely gaze. "Maintenance is still fixing the roof from the last time Olympia went through it out of excitement."

"You guys comin'?"

The voice of Pinkie snapped the attention of the two kids away from the conversation. Suddenly realizing Olympia and Pinkie weren't seated across from them anymore, they looked and found them going down the hallway.

"W-where are you going?" Oona asked.

"Oh, Pinkie's gonna show me how to style my hair like she styles her mane!" Olympia toyed with her hair, wrapped up in a high ponytail with a red hairtie. "She says it takes lots and lots of hairspray."

"Please don't use a thousand cans like you did when we went to the '80s." Otis said, his tone exasperated.

Olympia tutted. "Otis, one of these days we're gonna go and get you diagnosed with anxiety disorder. Mark my words."

"What? I don't have an anxiety diso-"

The duo had left before he could even finish his sentence. Silence fell among Otis and Oona for a moment before they sighed.

"Mr. O?"

"Mr. O."





"And just another spritz here, a couple brushes there..."

Olympia jerked backwards, her eyes widening. "Hey, not so hard!"

"Sorry!" Pinkie giggled. "And voila!"

She held up a mirror for Olympia to look in. Her red hair was now as curly as the pony's, and her red hair tie was used to keep it back behind her head.

"Wow. This...this is..." Olympia squealed. "Incredible!"

"Ah, it's nothin'." Pinkie hopped down from the stool she was standing on. "Hair is more my friend Rarity's thing, but I can work somethin' mean with a curling iron!"

The sound of gurgling and babbling caught the girls' attention, and they turned towards the door, where Mr. O was being rolled in, sitting comfortably in a stroller.

"Awww!" Pinkie hopped towards the baby. "Who's this little guy?"

"Mr. O." Olympia explained. "He's our boss."

"Your boss?" Pinkie said, her tone incredulous. "The Big O's over two-hundred years old, which I can understand 'cause the princesses back in Equestria are really super-duper old too, but...you guys have a baby as your leader?"

"Yeeeeeah...when Ms. O became the Big O, she made Orson the new Director of Precinct 13579." Olympia sighed. "Although we can't understand him."

Pinkie tapped a hoof to her chin in thought. "Baby-talk-to-English machine?"

"Don't have one here."

Pinkie blinked a couple times. "Hmm, okay. Then I'll have Twilight build you one!" she declared. "And then, I'll ship it to you!"

Olympia glanced at the two people pushing the stroller -- none other than her partner and Oona. Like her, they also wore confused expressions.

"Umm, anyway." Olympia said. "Can we help you, Mr. O?"

More babbling. Pinkie leaned in close to listen, nodding every so often.

"'Olympia, who is this?'" she translated. "Oh, well, I can answer that for you! My name's Pinkie Pie, and I come from Equestria! It's an alternate dimension full of all kinds of creatures!" She nodded. "Olympia and I ran into each other and we became besties! I wanted to see more of Odd Squad, so she brought me here."

Mr. O babbled again, a look of discomfort on his face.

"'Please go back to Equestria'? Why?" Pinkie's smile turned into a frown. "Did I do something wrong?"

Another moment of babbling as Mr. O began to fidget in the stroller.

"'No guests during work hours'." Pinkie translated. "'Olympia, you understand the rules of this place better than anyone. Surely you know Precinct 13579's policy on guests?'"

"But Mr. O," Olympia protested. "Pinkie is nice! She's not a villain or anything. She visited OSMU and they were cool with her! So was the Big O!" She scoffed. "The Big O knows her personally!"

Whether it was due to the whiny tone in her voice or just pure overstimulation, Mr. O suddenly began to cry and thrash about.

"Oh! Oh no!" Pinkie rushed over before anyone else could, unbuckling Mr. O and cradling him in her arms. The kids watched in complete awe as she gently rocked him back and forth, uttering soothing words to him and eventually delving into a lullaby that put him to sleep.

Oona was the first to break the silence. "How...how did you do that?" she breathed, her brown eyes shimmering.

"The ponies I work for have kids. I've foal-sat them a ton of times." Pinkie stood up, and her ears folded down as she turned to face Olympia. "I'm really sorry. I didn't know you couldn't bring guests here."

"No, no, it's my fault." Olympia sighed. "I got too ahead of myself. People always say I'm 'Otto 2.0' or 'Otto's long-lost sister'. It just felt nice to meet someone who was actually more like me than he is."

"Heh. You even have hair that's a similar color to mine." Pinkie chuckled. "Ever think of dyeing it pink?"

"I am now. Gonna stop by the store right after work and do some experimenting."

Otis audibly groaned and did a facepalm.

"Um..." Olympia scratched the back of her head. "Maybe we should get you back to Equestria. If Mr. O wakes up and finds you still here, I'm gonna be in even bigger trouble. And my punishment won't involve a ton of paperwork this time."

"Aww, already?" Pinkie pouted. "Well, all right. I have to get back to Sugarcube Corner to prepare for my next trip, anyway."

"'Next trip'?" Otis asked.

"There's just one more Odd Squad precinct I wanna visit..."





With Mr. O back in his office, Pinkie led Otis, Oona, and Olympia to the portal where she had emerged from, located in a cluster of bushes in a nearby park. Oona observed every inch of it, making notes that she could refer to later if she needed to. She had asked Pinkie questions like "who made this portal" and "why is it here" and "can it retrieve my sandwich from last Tuesday", and the pink pony had answered them eagerly -- "Twilight Sparkle", "because of her crazy experiment", and "are you asking for a death wish?"

Finally, after exchanging tips on how to care for babies, the time had come for Pinkie to return to Equestria.

"I'm really glad to have met you, Olympia. Let's stay bestest friends forever and ever and ever!" Pinkie lunged for the girl, who happily pulled her into a hug. 

"Same here! I hope you'll come back to visit someday. Maybe not in Odd Squad...but I could show you around town!" Olympia smiled.

"Sure! And if you can get that baby to change his mind about guests, even better!" Pinkie tutted. "I don't know what he's got against them...who doesn't love guests?"

As Olympia set her down, she began to walk through the portal but stopped when her hooves had entered it, swiveling her head around.

A pause.

And then she rushed back to Olympia in tears, hugging her far tighter this time and blubbering on and on unintelligibly like it was their last day on Earth.

More than several minutes had passed before Pinkie regained her composure and felt confident enough to go back home. Exchanging goodbyes with the agents, she slipped through the portal, although it remained completely intact and didn't close behind her -- something Oona took note of.

The trio, instead of going back home, decided to stick around and watch the sunset.

"You miss her, don't you?" Otis asked Olympia, giving her a sympathetic look.

Whatever he said after that, she didn't pick up on. Her gaze became fixed on the bushes that contained the portal, thoughts churning away in her head as a giddy smile formed on her face.

Otis took notice. "Uh-uh. Don't you even think about it."

Olympia simply rolled her eyes and gave a disappointed scoff, waving her hand. "You're really no fun, Otis."