//------------------------------// // Hit and Save // Story: Pink Heart // by The Mirage //------------------------------// "I need a hero!!!" My words echoed throughout the small Volkswagen as I raced down a presumably empty street. You might be thinking I'm singing a different song, but I'm not singing the 'Hero' by Skillet "I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night!" Yes, its Bonnie Tyler. Shit, I'm embarrassed now. I want to say that I was singing along with someone, a girlfriend, maybe even a close friend, But I was all alone in the 1967 beetle. I was new in Florida and had brought only myself along. College was an option, but I had decided against it and wanted to live my life around lots of people. Even if the parents were as loaded as they are, I still had a good job for a 21 year old. Music. Music was my passion, I loved everything about it and every kind of it. I didn't let anyone know about it, though so I wasn't exactly being paid to do it. Anyways, enough about me. It was a night like any rest really, the moon was shining down onto the road before me as my headlights scraped across the gravel road. The Beetle was relatively easy to control. I quickly maneuvered around corners as they appeared and expertly drifted like in a video game. Right turn. Left turn. Left tu- "SHIT!" THUMP! A flash of pink appeared before me and a loud screech rang out from from the car's brakes. What the hell was that?! I asked myself. I quickly jumped out of my car and looked around on the road, my heart about to beat out of my chest. Soon after I got out of the car, I found her. A woman, maybe my age or a little younger. I put my hands on the sides of my head and gripped my hair. I had just hit and possibly killed someone. I quickly bent down and put my ear on her chest, cupping my hang over my other ear to listen as carefully as I could for a heartbeat... Steady. I exhaled like I had been holding my breath for ages, I was relieved, but hadn't fully regained composure. I put my knees down on the concrete road and put one arm under her legs and one under her head to lift her up. She wasn't to heavy, thankfully. The last thing I had wanted was to not be able carry her to my car. When I had gotten her into the passenger seat and secured her with the seat belt I was almost done closing the door when I heard a gasp, I quickly opened the door again and she stared at me with a look a fear. "Don't worry, I'm gonna take you to a hospital." I said, trying to comfort her. The girl said nothing, but she put her legs up into the seat and clutched them to her chest. That's when I realized that she only had pink panties on. I facepalmed. My brain screamed, look at you, I bet she thinks your some kind of rapist freak! "Um..." I stuttered. "Did you have any pants?" I asked. She once again, didn't respond. I also realized she didn't have a shirt, or bra on. I spent another five minutes scanning the road for a pair of pants, or any kind of clothes that she could cover up with. Not that I minded really, I just didn't want her to think I was a freak. I remembered my blanket in the hood of the car, so I quickly ran to the front and popped it up, pulling out a incredibly soft blanket, along with a pillow of mine. When I closed the hood I saw the girl's eyes, a bright, sea blue that shined elegantly in the moon. Her hair was a different story. I didn't know what it was, the crash or she had styled it like that. Surely not. It was giant, and pink, and poofy. Like someone had put balloons in her hair. I opened the passenger side door and moved slowly, so she didn't think I was trying to harm her, and put the blanket around her snugly, putting the pillow behind her head and leaning the seat back so she was more comfortable. She put her legs down, but eyed me curiously, like I was alien to her. I closed the door and went to the other side of the car, noticing the damage on the drivers side door, a small dent. I quickly subsided the thought of my car being more important than a human life, and jumped in, shifting and taking off into the night, towards Miami. I didn't want her to fall asleep and not wake up again, so I started up a conversation. "My name's Robert." I said out of nowhere, watching the road. "What's yours?" She stared at me for a few seconds, moving around her lips like she was trying to make words. "P-p" She quietly sounded out. "Are you alright?" I asked, looking over to her, then transitioning back to watching the road. "Pink-" She said, "ee" "Your name is Pinkie?" I asked in confusion. "Yes." She said. "Pinkie Pie." I blinked. Pinkie Pie... I wasn't a generic name, but I took it. "Okay, Pinkie Pie..." I said slowly, "Can you tell me why you wandering in the road?" She didn't answer, only snuggled down deeper into the blanket and pillow. "And, um... Why are you naked?" I asked awkwardly. She looked at me again, this time with a confused look. "Naked?" She asked. I scratched the side of my face, "Yes Pinkie Pie, people wear clothes, we don't just walk around naked." "Why not?" She asked. I blushed, "Well, uh... most people don't just... 'show off' like that." I said with a snicker. "Rainbow Dash likes to show off." "Who is Rainbow Dash?" I asked, getting even more confused. "My friend, she's a super duper fast Pegasus!" She said, making motions with her hands then quickly eyeing her fingers. "What are these?" She asked. "You really need a doctor." I said. "Why? I feel fine!" She said. She had a bit of a loud squeaky voice, kind of funny sounding. Like a toddler, but still with a level of maturity. "You don't sound fine." I chuckled. "Why? Is it my voice? Or should I be quiet? Should I be loud?" She asked, shrinking down when she said quiet and puffing out her chest when she said loud. The blanket slid down over her thin body, exposing her breasts. "Oooo!" She cried, "What are these for?" She began to poke and fondle them, the girl had no self conscious around men. "Um... Your not supposed to do that right now, Pinkie." "Why not?" I reached over and covered her up, so they weren't exposed anymore, besides we were getting close to Miami and if I drove up with a girl with her breasts hanging out, I wouldn't exactly make such a good impression. She put the covers down, laughing as she did, and I put it back up. "Do you have a house in Miami or anything?" I asked, pulling the covers up and tying them around the head rest, so it was like a sort of tent. She couldn't figure out how to untie the knots, so she eventually gave up and peeked out from the sides. "Nope, I live in Sugarcube Corner with Mr. and Mrs. Cake!" She exclaimed. "Is that a store or something?" I asked, raising an eyebrow to the names. "Yup, we sell cake, and cookies, and cupcakes, and cake..." Before she went on, I had to slam on the breaks to avoid getting hit by a passing driver. "Asshole..." I muttered. Pinkie Pie lunged backwards and snorted with laughter. "What's so funny?" I asked. "Wee!" She yelled. "Lets do that again!" "Lets not." I pulled into my hotel and stopped before I got out of the car, What was I going to do about her? I couldn't just walk in there with a half naked girl! "Where is your store at?" I asked over her continuous laughter. "In Ponyville silly!" She laughed. I shook my head and lifted my phone up, looking for 'Ponyville' on Google Maps. Nothing. I was frustrated, not only was this girl naked, confusing and hilarious, I didn't know where she lived! "You know what?" I said to her. "I'm gonna let you stay at my place just for tonight, then were gonna find your store." "Okie Dokie Loki!" She cried. "Stay right here." I said, "don't move from the car." She froze in place, like a ten year old playing a game of freeze tag. I cupped both of my hands around my face and closed the car door. I ran quickly across the street into a PacSun and bought her a pink sweat shirt and a pair of black jeans. Sprinting back to the car, where I found the pink haired girl, still frozen in place. "Okay." I said, getting into the car. "Put these on and we can go in." The girl stayed frozen. "Hey!" I said, snapping my fingers in front of her face. "I'm serious." The side of her mouth moved. "Psst... You have to say 'unfreeze' before I can move again." She informed me. "Unfreeze." I said, rolling my eyes. The girl stared at the clothes for a few seconds, then said, "How?" So I had to put both of them on her.