Story
You and Barley have been looking around Ponyville for pages all day. You start to get hungry and decide you want a snack. Of course, the best place to get a snack close by is Sugarcube Corner. You walk in, ready to see Mr. and Mrs. Cake at the register. The two are there, but so is a group of ponies crowding around what looks like a newcomer.
"Wonder what that's about?" Barley asks.
"Let's go see." You nod, finding your way through the crowd of enthralled ponies to the center.
There, in the center is a pony you've never seen before. He has a dark green coat, a light green mane and tail, purple eyes, and, oddly enough, his cutie mark was a gator in a chair wearing a monocle.
He is speaking to all the ponies around him, and yet no pony in particular. As you get to the point where you hear him, you hear, "have you ever stopped to think of the creatures around you? The hippogriffs, griffins, and dragons? The changelings, yaks, and diamond dogs? The pets you have? Each and every one of you ponies think for your childhoods about the marks on your flank, but you rarely think of your neighbors and their path towards an unknowable destiny. You never reflect on how blessed you are to always have a representation of your talent appear on you. That being said, you also go about each and every one of your lives in blissful ease, counting on only six to eight of your very own citizens to always save the day. Have you ever thought of the day that they won't be there in time? Or how you are wasting your own potential? The very potential you always have shown on yourselves, because you believe yourselves to be protected? You may very well be the savior that every pony needs instead of them!"
A lot of ponies nod and murmur. Barley seems slack jawed. "This pony is insanely wise!"
"That's no pony." A shocked, high pitched voice gasps as Pinky walks forward, "that's Gummy! He's my alligator…or he…was my alligator."
"Wait…this pony, who is wise past his years, rivaling even Starswirl the Bearded…is your toothless alligator…pet?!" Barley managed, [USERNAME], Are you hearing this?!"
"Yes, I was once a simple gator, but now I have a chance to share the thoughts no pony could hear before!" Gummy nods.
"B-b-but Gummy…you can't be my pet if you're a pony…is this what you really want?"
"Ah. To stay a pony and mold minds to thoughts you never seem to realize, or to go back to a simple life with Pinkie. What to do…suggestions would be appreciated."
[CHOICE]
What should Gummy do?
> Stay a pony. (Chaos)
> Go back to being a pet. (Hero)
[ENDING A: CHAOS]
"I think you should stay a pony." You nod.
"I agree!" Barley adds before he can stop himself.
"Yes! I have so many other things to say. Like: what is life? Is it all just an endless search for the next adventure? And why does it seem like every adventure only lasts about half an hour? Could it be that we are nothing but beings made for the entertainment of others?" Gummy wonders.
"So wise!" Barley gasps.
Pinkie sniffles, hair flattening, "Well, if Gummy is happier as a pony…okay. I think….I just need some time alone." And trots off.
(+1 page for Chaos)
[ENDING B: HERO]
"You should go back to being a gator." You nod.
"But he's such a wise pony!" Barley protests.
"Yes, he is. And a wise pony would see how much he is cared for by those who love him." You smile, eyes darting over to Pinkie Pie, who is biting her lip.
Gummy sighs. "It is you who are wise. For who are we, but the culmination of those who were great enough to care for us. For you, Pinkie, I will give up my ability to speak to these other ponies. For your love is greater than any recognition. Just try to share my thoughts to your friends every so often."
"I will!" Pinkie smiles as Gummy transforms back and the page lays next to him for you to pick up.
(+1 page for Heroes)