//------------------------------// // No party like a Pinkie Pie party // Story: Bass Clefs and Sapphires // by Crispn //------------------------------// I should note here that what Vinyl told me earlier about her friends as we were unloading my car prepared me for nothing that was about to happen. She warned me about Pinkie, but she was only the surface. Walking out into the living room, everyone quickly became silent. From what I could see, there had been three new girls that I had not seen before. Even the small trio of teenagers peaked out from the balcony, Spike and Applebloom were standing next to a smaller teenager the size of Vinyl with a cotton candy pink and purple hair styled beautifully. Spike was holding her hand and Applebloom seemed to be all smiles, so it occurred to me that this was the surprise that Pinkie was talking about. On the couch was a gorgeous girl with royal purple hair curled magnificently, next to her was a blond girl with glasses. Her hair seemed slightly mussed as though she fell down before getting here and had not tidied up. The girl with the purple hair whispered something into her neighbor’s ear and both shared a small giggle. The girl next to BonBon had to have been Lyra, whom I had met her briefly when she came into the class to record a sample of Carmina Burana on her harp with Tavi. “Uuuuuhm, Hi?” I finally stammered out into the tense living room. Just as I was about to turn around and run, Vinyl jumped out of a closet and wrapped her arms around me and screamed “ You need to have some of this with me, Right Now.” as she pushed a bottle of Russian Standard in my hand. I smiled at the bottle and my friend. She then laughed and turned to everyone in the room and said, “Well what the shit are you all sitting around here for? Where is Pinkie and why are all of you being such statues.” “Yeah guys,” Dash said as she flew in off the balcony, “This is my new roommate, Crisp. so make him feel like he is welcome before I have to kick you out.” By some miracle, Pinkie jumped out from behind the couch and yelled, “SURPRISE”, right behind the girls on the couch, where the one with the glasses just laughed and the one with the purple hair turned around as though she had been shot and stared daggers for a bit before settling down. Chuckling to myself, I walked over into the kitchen with Vinyl to start making some drinks for us. “Anyone want me to get them anything while I am here?” I dared to ask the room. Vinyl, piping up as usual, stated “If I were any of you that wants some sort of drink, get it now while he is offering. Not gonna lie, he makes the best drinks outside of actual bartenders.” “No mixed drink for me tonight, Vinyl darling. Although, if there is, but I do not really know if Dash would have a nice Rose wine-” “Don't worry about it, Rares. Tavi is here so you know that there is some good choices of wine.” Vinyl laughed as she jumped into the lap of the girl on the end of the couch. “Excellent then, I shall take a glass.” the girl said “And do not call me that horrid name, for it is a name that is associated with...” She shuddered “So if you would please, call me by my actual name.” Vinyl snickered at the girls indignation, “Alright Rarity, also noticed Sweetie Belle. You make her that outfit?” As the two talked on about fashions and what not, I noticed that everyone else had drinks. Excellent, I didn't have to make a drink for anyone else. Quickly downing a couple shots before making a white russian, I sat down on the coffee table and started to mingle, with Vinyl’s constant pushing. Over the course of the next thirty minutes, I finally started to get to talking to the girls there. Ditzy was the bespectacled blonde mail person, but she seemed nice and caring and spoke nothing bad about anyone in all the conversations she was involved in. Turns out she has a young daughter, around three named Dinky. Her fiancee left her in the lurch when she was about seven months pregnant. She spent the first year of her daughter’s life just trying to keep custody of her daughter. It wasn’t last year when she met her boyfriend that she started to be stable again. I felt for her. She tried what she could to keep her daughter no matter what. Her boyfriend, David, was taking care of Dinky tonight so that Ditzy could come out, as it as she said, the first time in almost 6 months. The girl with the purple curls was Rarity. Said she was here to learn more about business to run a possible dress boutique she dreamed of opening. AJ kept butting in, much to the indignation of Rarity, telling stories of how she made clothes for all of her friends and would make the exact outfit that you wanted even if it was terrible. She did warn me though that it was better to just go with what she had made. She laughed about an incident with their senior prom where Rarity made all of her friends two different dresses. One of original design that they all wore to prom and the other a complete disaster that each of them had specifically asked for. She seemed like the nice type. Everyone here did, and now I could see why Vinyl said I would be ok here. After some time, I walked out to the balcony. Vinyl and Tavi were talking to the three teenagers. It seemed that they were talking mostly to the one that I had not been introduced to previously. Vinyl waved me over and introduced me to Sweetie Belle. I thought I recognized the name. I had heard the name thrown around in the school’s music department earlier that year competing for a performance scholarship and was one of the 4 recipients, so it was safe to assume that she was coming here next year. Which was probably a good thing since Spike held her close as though he hadn’t seen her in a very long time. “So you are the one that is taking over Thunderlane’s room huh?” She said in a small voice, which was weird because when I heard the recording of the competition, she sung with such a strong voice that it now seemed to appear out of nowhere. “Yeah yeah, should be good, everyone seems nice enough. I’m just bad being pushed into a room with a lot of new faces.” “You sound like Fluttershy.” Spike chirped up, cuddling Sweetie Belle up to him, nuzzling his nose into her hair. “Who?” I asked Spike He just pointed behind me to a pink haired girl in a yellow hoodie sitting on the chaise lounge. Her hair covered the right half of her face and ran all the way down her back. She was holding a small glass of cider in her hand and she twirled in in her hands just looking down. It looked like she was having a hard time with all the noise inside. “Fluttershy? There you are,” Dash had popped out onto the balcony “I thought Pinkie said you wouldn’t be able to make it what with the shelter needing your help all the time and all.” “Oh, well, I, well, um I couldn’t really let everyone down and Pinkie looked so sad when I told her I might not be able to make it. I just couldn’t bare the thought of her being mad at me.” The girl named Fluttershy seemed to speak even softer than Sweetie Belle, but at least Sweetie Belle spoke with confidence. Fluttershy on the other hand, seemed to live up to her name of being incredibly shy. She looked over at me and gasped, dropping her glass and as I lunged to grab it, she darted in a blur behind Dash, looking frightened. “Really?” Dash sighed “Ummm hi, I’m Crisp.” as I said this small introduction, Fluttershy seemed to duck even farther back behind Dash. “Hi.” She whispered. “Im...” she mumbled the rest. “It’s ok,” I said, “im not great with crowds either.” I looked down at her drink, or what was left of her drink. It had spilled all over the ground. I asked her if she would like her drink to be refreshed. She nodded timidly and shrank even more so behind Dash. I walked inside and was immediately tackled by a pink blur running around with a platter of cookies, cupcakes and brownies. Pinkie balanced the plate on her hair and helped me up. “Im super duper sorry about that, I just was trying to get everyone something from the shop. Have you had one yet, you look like you need some more food. You should eat more and if you ever need something sugary I am the one to call, I love to make all sorts of goodies for my good friends and now you are one of my good friends and if you ever want something thenmmpgh” AJ had mercifully pulled Pinkie by the scruff of her shirt and stuffed a cupcake into her mouth. “Didn’t you have something that you were doing, looks like Ditzy wants some more.” The pink party girl rushed away as AJ waved me towards the kitchen. I thanked her for the help and walked into the kitchen where Lyra, Bon Bon and Twilight were talking. Well, more Twilight was talking and the other two were trying to get a word in here or there. Too bad she noticed me. “Crisp, its been so long.” Twilight said to me as I tried to sneak to the counter to get the drinks. “It has, tell me how are your studies going with Dean Celeste.” As soon as I asked that question, Lyra and Bon Bon both looked horrified, then they waved to me as Lyra started to hum a death march under her breath. 20 minutes and three drinks later I had barely pulled myself away from the yammerings of a drunk Twilight. Luckily Ditzy approached as seemed as she was much more interested in the conversation and I was humming her praises as she pulled me away and told me to get back to what I was doing. Back on the balcony, I noticed that no one was there. Spike and Sweetie Belle had gone back inside and were talking to Rarity about where they were planning to go tomorrow. AppleBloom and AJ were getting ready to leave, saying that they had work early in the morning. Vinyl and Tavi were leaving alongside the two. It seemed that everyone was leaving. But it was almost midnight and they had been here for a long time. “Looking for Fluttershy?” Turning around, I saw Dash floating in front of me, staring at me intently. “Well, I was just bringing her the drink she asked for. Maybe talk to her, she seems to be the only one I didn’t get a chance to really talk to. Well, Rarity did not really get a chance to speak either, AJ kept interrupting her.” Dash just laughed, “Bet she didn’t like that one bit. And about Fluttershy, that was probably all you were gonna get out of her tonight, she’s pretty shy but she comes around. She always does.” Yawning, I turned around and saw only Pinkie pie in the apartment quickly cleaning up everything. And boy, was she quick. It was less than 3 minutes that the place was spotless again and after she thanked Dash for letting her throw this party for me, she left in a hurry saying Twilight was going to lock her out again. “Well, that was interesting. I think I lost my ear with Twilight.” Laughing “Yeah she does that, well its late and I need to be up early to get to the station.” “Oh yeah, what exactly do you do?” “I’m a meteorology student and I work for a local news station as part of my course work. It’s something to do while trying to get the flight team together. If you know any pegs that would be up for it, you’ll let them know?” I nodded and told her that if I found someone interested, I would point them in her direction. She patted me on the back, and smiled, “Time for sleep for both of us.” I agreed, said my good nights and thanks and went into my room. I took of my jacket and my shirt, threw on a pair of shorts and climbed into bed. Unfurling my wings as I laid on my stomach, I felt a wave of relief rushing over me. It felt good to be in a bed and a roof over my head that wasn’t my car’s. A thought gripped me as I slipped into an unconscious state. Looking into a mirror, I saw my black hair with silver streaks draping over an unknown silent face that shimmered like a crystal.