//------------------------------// // 22 - Summer in Ponyville // Story: Ponies on Ponies // by Ravenmane //------------------------------// Pinkie Pie had been home for five minutes before she realized she was being watched. It was a familiar feeling to the party pony, but as she looked around there were no screens watching her or backwards words in the air. All she had was the feeling something was watching her every movement. Uneasy at the lack of visible watchers the party pony begrudgingly headed to her room, ready to examine her mail and find out how many parties she had to make up for missing. As the days carried on, the screens and text returned all over Ponyville. Unfortunately, the party pony never saw the familiar golden-eyed screen or the, now familiar, writing style that told her Alex was keeping an eye on Ponyville. It was bothering her more than even she had imagined. ***** “So do you have any idea why Alley isn’t watching us anymore,” she asked to Rarity. Ever since their departure, Pinkie had been in touch with her closest friends more than ever. “It might be too hard for him to keep looking into our world dear,” Rarity explained. This was something she had been trying to write off as a ‘Pinky quirk’ that followed in her wake. “It isn’t quite anypony’s fault. He just might not be comfortable right now seeing Ponyville and remembering the time we all shared.” “Do you think he ever will?” “He will dear, and when he does you don’t want to show him that you’ve been like this do you?” “No, but what if he never looks back to Equestria?” “You have to understand that what I’m about to tell you isn’t just for your benefit Pinkie. He has unfinished business here in Equestria. Even if he doesn't know it, he has no choice but to look back here.” “You really think so?” “Twilight is staying in Canterlot for some reason other than delivering that journal of Alex’s. If you want my opinion, she doesn’t want to worry anypony with whatever it is that she’s doing. You mark my words Pinkie, if nothing else she still wants a word in edgewise.” “What about Dashie?” “Oh, I saw Fluttershy bringing some food up to her house earlier today Pinkie.” “But-” “I know what you mean, and I’ve sent thousands of letters to the Wonderbolts. I was hoping that they were willing to try and lift her spirits.” “Um… they might still be reading the ones I sent.” “What do you mean dear?” “Well I um,” Pinkie wracked her brain for the best way to phrase her nerve-racking tale. “Okay, please don’t be too mad with me but back at the royal wedding I really hit it off with Rapidfire and well, we’ve been writing back and forth. I just hope nopony’s mad that I’ve been begging them to come to Ponyville to cheer Dashie up ever since Ditzy took her place on the weather team. Rapidfire sent me a letter yesterday though; they tried her house but were stood up.” “Oh my, this is serious.” “To the balloon,” screamed the party pony as she jabbed a hoof towards the library. ***** Barely fifteen minutes had passed between the words leaving the party pony’s mouth and the two of them preparing the balloon when Spike had rushed outside to see what the commotion was all about. “So tell me again why you need it Pinkie,” he said nervously. “We need to talk to Rainbow Dash,” answered Rarity. “She’s avoiding everypony and as her friends we need to support her.” “Well alright, I just hope you have better luck than everypony else. I mean, Fluttershy keeps bringing food up there but I overheard her tell Applejack that she's never been able to talk to Rainbow Dash. The food disappears between trips, but nopony ever sees her.”