I gallop towards the home, hoping for there to be shelter. And as I come nearer, I notice something off. There are no lights on. I warily put my hoof up to the door, and tap it. Once. Twice... I checked the handle. Unlocked. I cautiously pushed the door open, and nudged the light switch on. Blinding light filled the room. And it was beautiful. I gasped. Behind all the dust, the room was almost shimmering. Blue velvet couches, and specially made blue Canterlot crafted rugs lined the floors. The walls were a shimmering light, pastel blue, with a dark oak finish on the bottom half. A chandelier was glimmering above me, and something about it caught my eye.
Honesty. Kindness. Generosity. Laughter. Magic... And... And... Loyalty.
The Elements of Harmony were shown in the chandeliers crystals. But they weren’t just shown, they were there. All six of us were skillfully crafted out of gems. Applejack had a dark yellow body, with a beautiful ponytail the shade of cream, completed with a hat. Fluttershy was flying upwards with a yellow body and a swirling light pink tail. Rarity had a white diamond body with her flamboyant purple tail and mane. Pinkie was light pink with her bouncy hot pink mane and tail.Twilight Sparkle had her light purple body dressed up in a dark purple and pink mane. And finally mine.
I do have to admit it was the first one I noticed because of its many colors. It was flying forwards, in a speeding motion, a rainbow colored tail flying backwards, as if it was in the wind. One hoof was put forward, while the other was flying backwards with the others. the mane was cut from several gems, as was the tail, but something about it stuck in my mind. I don’t know just how long I was standing there staring, but the next memory I have is of Pinkie waking up from her long sleep. And she was scared.
“Wh-where is she?!” She squeaked out of her trembling candy colored mouth. She frantically looked at her surroundings, wondering where she was, when she noticed me. She immediately calmed down and went back into normal Pinkie-Mode, “Oh Dashie! How are ya’? What’s up? Where are we? Oooo! I loooove new places! Is it a surprise?! I adore surprises Dashie! Ooo! What is it?! Wait... Don’t tell....” She was bouncing and giggling as if nothing had happened at all. This startled me. I looked at the bouncing, giggling pink pony with disbelief. Something was going on she didn’t want me to know. Which goes back to my point from earlier. She scares me with her overly joyful attitude. The reason why I refuse to eat her cakes anymore.
I stand up tall, puffing out my chest a little, and say, “Pinkie, I don’t know what you are hiding from me, but you need to tell me,” and as soon as this escaped my mouth, her eyes darted around frantically. A nervous laugh started emanating from her mouth, and she lowered her head. She was backing up very slowly, “I-I don’t know what you are talking about, Dashie! You are being such a silly-filly! Nothing is wrong, nothing at all!!!” And thats when I lost it. I started yelling at her.
“Don’t you dare lie to me Pinkie Pie! I know something is up, I am the one that saved you from Gilda and the Wonder bolts! THE WONDER BOLTS! I want you to tell me what happened, and where Fluttershy was! Do you understand me Pinkie?!” I was out of breath when I was done, and she was shocked. Then angry.
“Now you listen up here Rainbow Dash, there is a reason I am not telling you a thing. And it is veeery important I do not tell you about it!” her pupils got smaller from the anger, she turned a muddy shade of pink, her dark side. The one I fear, “If you really want to know, then OooK, but then it is allllll on you! I was trying to save you, but NOOOOOOO, DASHIE WANTS TO KNOW EVERYTHING,” she rolled her eyes and waved her hooves in the air, mocking me. And then in a nasty snarl, she spits out at me, “Because of yoour actions in Canterlot, yoour so-called friends are being taken away from Ponyville, for INTERROGATIONS! Do you know what they do during those? DO YA?!” The rage was exploding from her, and I pushed her to it.
She went and sat down on one of the rugs, trying to calm down. Her hair was still muddy, and until it was pink again, I refused to talk to her. It wasn’t until morning when her hair was back to normal and she was making food in the kitchen, “Good morning Dashie! You slept pretty long last night, didn’t ya’? I’m making some cupcakes for breakfast, is that OK?” She smiled at me sincerely, and I had no choice but to apologise for my behavior. She started skipping around the room again. I sighed. Nothing will bring her down if it meant hurting a friend. And then I remembered the food she was making for my breakfast. Cupcakes... I let out a small shudder at the thought, that dream has haunted me for a long time... But I had not eaten since two nights before, and all that flying wore me out to the point of total exhaustion. So I had no choice but to eat the cupcake.
I started thinking about yesterday, saving Pinkie from Gilda. And how my former friend turned into my worst enemy in 10 seconds flat. I thought about my life if I had listened to Celestia, I would have been in the Wonder bolts, my best friends wouldn’t have to deal with all of this madness. And I then thought of Fluttershy. She is potentially the weakest of all of my friends. And possibly out of all of the ponies in Equestria. I started to feel warm drops falling down my face, and I straightened up. I couldn’t be weak in front of Pinkie, no matter what. Even if it is for my friends. Weakness won’t help anyone. It especially won’t help out Pinkie Pie.
“It’s reaaadyyy!!!!” She squealed out, “I hope you like them! Wow, this pony reaaally likes cooking, but most of the stuff is rotten... Yuck!” She poked her head out around the corner to say that. Her tongue was out and she made a gagging noise. I trotted into the kitchen for the first time and noticed the color was different, it was a light purple this time. And a smaller version of the front rooms chandelier was above a dusty light purple lace covered oak table. I sat down on one of the seats and looked in front of me. A perfectly crafted purple Pinkie Pie style cupcake. I nibbled at it, fearful of the taste. But hunger gave in, and I went all in. Frankly, it had to be one of the greatest things ever. But I guess the idea of ‘hunger being the greatest spice’ is true. I ate until I couldn’t anymore. Thankfully Pinkie is used to making large amounts for her parties, or else there wouldn’t have been enough. She was covered in frosting and cake. She even ate more than me, although she ate a lot sooner than I had.
By the time we were both stuffed full, the sun was high in the sky. I wondered what the rest of the house looked like, and if those small, identical chandeliers were in every room. And my thoughts came to life. In every room, there was an Elements chandelier. and what was even more peculiar was that every room was colored as we were. A lavender purple, a pure crystal white, a golden yellow, a light cotton candy pink, a pure cyan blue, and a bright pastel yellow. This is freaking me out a little, it’s a house color-coated and dedicated to the elements of harmony. And to us, the ponies who represent the elements. And what struck me more, was the fact that on every chandelier there was a tiny figurine of each of us. Why was this house out here? And what did it even mean?