Everything happened so fast.
Celestia didn't catch her. They ran into the castle against Pinkie's will. And Pinkie and her friends were held within a magical familiar dark-blue aura that strapped them up to the walls.
The world slowed as Pinkie struggled against the ropes; the walls were uncomfortable, first of all, and were gray, dark, and musty. It must have been the new style and theme Nightmare Moon had chosen, until she realized...she was in the dungeon.
She didn't have a clue how she would've entered the castle first level and ended up in the dungeon. Nightmare Moon must have transported them all...she knew they were present...
Her bag clanked; the elements of harmony weren't very happy either. She knew that inanimate objects were...inanimate, but she had gained more respect for them after the incident she named 'Party of One'. After all, they were loyal enough to comfort her even if she made them all move...and talk....
Pinkie shook her head; she had a habit of getting off of subject quickly. The pastry chef looked around groggily, since her head was getting dizzy; it was some effect that happened when she was strapped to walls with rope. How she found out about the effect, she did not know.
Twilight, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy....all of them except for Rarity were with her. Where was she at the time of need?
"Where's Rarity, guys?" Pinkie asked, her voice dulled by the 'strapping-effect', what she called it.
Applejack snorted. "She's applyin' makeup and gettin' all fancied-up so she can face the prin'cess that's what she's doin'," she explained less-than kindly, "Now will ya'll focus? We need'a get out of this...this trap!"
Rainbow Dash beat her wings up and down, trying to rip the straps off. "This rope is tight! Like...glue!"
Twilight Sparkle sighed. "Applejack, I know; but we really need to figure out a proper way to do it. And Rainbow, it's not glue; it's a magical force that may allow the creator, a powerful creator, to unlock it or lock it against one's body whenever he or she pleases, and I know now that Nightmare Moon's behind this."
A deep, mysterious voice congratulated them. "Congratulations, Twilight Sparkle. You've finally figured out it was me."
There was a blinding blue magical flash, and the nighttime alicorn appeared. "And Pinkie, ah, you've arrived. With your friends," she smirked, looking at them all, then at Pinkie Pie, a sparkle in her eye, "Are they ready?"
Somehow, she knew exactly what she was talking about. "No! We've come to stop you," the baker replied fearlessly, baring her teeth, "With as much force as we've got!"
"Yes, Nightmare Moon; but I want to ask you only one question," Twilight Sparkle explained calmly, though strong and serious, "Why have you turned on us, Princess Luna? I thought you've finally realized that the nighttime does not hate you and that we all love your creation, just as much as Celestia's day."
Nightmare Moon was taken aback by the use of her princess title, but recovered quicker than expected.
"That's exactly what it is: Celestia's day," she smiled, her eyes filled with pure evil, "I overheard a long conversation from Celestia, when I foolishly believed her lie about how everypony loved me and that we'd all be equal, and heard her agree to another pony that they would shorten the night to make more room for day," her eyes filled with tears but disappeared as soon as they were shown, "And that was enough. I listened on and found that more than a handful of towns across Equestria wanted day instead of night. It was even in an official survey!"
She gulped her distress, and continued. "So I planned it out. Carefully. How my plot will take over Equestria, and destroy most of the cities which wanted day instead of night. And so it was." Her eyes flashed a blood red, and she smiled once again. "I will give you more than just one chances. Now, will you join me, or not?"
"N-never!" Pinkie shouted without hesitation, "You must have overheard something different! It's not right!"
She smiled suddenly, and giggled. "Besides, you said plot!"
"I give you no choice, Pinkamena Diane Pie, so shut up before I send you to the dungeon!" Nightmare Moon shouted.
She had a puppy-dog face. "But, we're already in the dungeon!"
The alicorn facehoofed and ignored the obnoxious pink mare. She faced the others, grinning; quickly, she lowered her head, pulled the strength of her magic as the blue aura surrounded her horn, and flew upwards, as if opening something.
Clanking was heard in the distance. Clanking, that sounded like the opening of a dungeon door of some kind.
A pale mare entered the room. A mare with sparkle, her mane curly and beautiful. She was like a model...a model that they all recognized.
And in the eyes of all of them...was betrayal.