Dinky: A Filly That Is Loved

by vincent5000x


Chapter 8: Too Calm

(9_6)

"Why did you overreact like that," Miranda yelled, obviously irritated by the situation. Derpy tried to apologize for her actions but her bindings were making it hard to think. All she knew was that she was in a small interrogation room with Miranda. Her front two hooves were cuffed and her wings were being held shut.

"Where's Dinky," Derpy asked through rapid breaths. The only complete thought she could form was telling her to make sure Dinky was ok and as far from Glittering Gem as possible. But even then, she could feel the room closing in on her. More then any room should ever close in on a pony.

"Derpy, snap out of it," Miranda yelled, trying her best to get through to Derpy. But again, Derpy asked where Dinky was. Over and over again, she continued to ask where Dinky was. But Miranda still wouldn't tell her, only ask that Derpy calm down.

"Don't let Glittering Gem near her," Derpy yelled, straining against her bindings again. Miranda said something in reply, but Derpy couldn't make it out. She could feel the bindings, holding her wings shut, cut into her sides. But even then, she only wanted to make sure Dinky was out of harms way.

(o^o)

Dinky stared through the glass at Derpy. She could see Derpy sweating as her eyes continuously darted around the room, looking for her. Over and over again, Derpy kept asking where Dinky was, only to be ignored by the pony with a horn.

Dinky wished she was in the room with Derpy. She didn't like seeing her look so scared and worried. Seeing her like that only reminded Dinky of what had happened just a short while earlier.

After several minutes of pure silence, Dinky heard Derpy yell from inside the room, closely followed by a loud crash. Within moments, all the ponies around her began rushing into the room. The first thing Dinky noticed was her mother laying motionless on the ground, blood dripping from her nose. Then she noticed Derpy, held down by somepony's magic.

Derpy looked angrier than Dinky had ever seen. Even though she was being held down, it was obvious that she was fighting with all her strength against the magic that held her. She kept yelling at Dinky's mother, even as the pony with the horn carried her away with her magic

Dinky continued to watch Derpy in the other room. She looked so angry earlier. Now, her face was full of fear as she did nothing but ask for Dinky. Pleading for somepony to tell her that Dinky was safe.

(9_6)

"Please calm down," Miranda repeated. It had been half an hour and Derpy was still asking about Dinky. "I can't help you until you calm down," Miranda said moving closer to Derpy. She was now close enough to see just how far the bindings around Derpy's wings had cut into her sides. Small drops of blood could be seen in her fur.

"I can't undo your restraints until I know your calm," Miranda said as she looked Derpy in the eye. After a moment, Derpy took a deep breath and did her best to calm her nerves. She could still feel the room closing in on her, but wanted the bindings removed desperately.

"Now," Miranda said, keeping eye contact with Derpy. "Have you calmed down?"

Derpy nodded, trying her best to ignore the constantly shrinking room around her. In response, Miranda used her magic to remove the cuffs and bindings on Derpy. Immediately, Derpy felt the difference as the room opened back up and she opened her wings, relishing that she wasn't confined anymore.

"Where's Dinky," Derpy quickly asked. Now that her wings weren't being held shut, she could think straight and already knew where she was. She just wanted somepony to confirm it.

"She's safe in the other room," Miranda said. Derpy felt a large knot in her chest release as she heard this. "But I need you to tell me what happened back in the other room."

After a moment, Derpy took another deep breath and told Miranda everything. She couldn't help but feel her anger building up as she recalled the threats Glittering Gem had made. But she didn't want to be restrained again, so she kept calm. Once she had finished, Derpy expected to see a look of anger on Miranda's face. But instead, Miranda looked confused.

"That doesn't make any sense," Miranda said as she scratched under her chin. "She had to know that you would tell us what she said. What is she thinking?"

Suddenly, a knock on the two way mirror caught both her and Miranda's attention. Roker's voice echoed over a nearby speaker, asking for Miranda to come into the other room. Derpy could hear her father yelling about something in the background. Miranda nodded towards the window as she made her way to the door.

"I can come to? Right?" Derpy barely noticed the words leave her mouth as she rushed towards the door with Miranda. Derpy instantly felt Miranda's magic hold her back as she left the room, securing the door behind her.

(o^o)

Dinky stared at her surroundings in confusion. The pony that had been with her mother, had entered the room she was in. Immediately, the pony began talking to Derpy's father. Whatever the pony had said, Derpy's father responded by turning and yelling at the pony. Soon after, the horned pony that had been talking to Derpy, entered the room. She also began yelling at the pony.

Everypony was talking to fast and loud for Dinky to make out what they were saying, but she knew that it involved her and Derpy. Every now and then, one of the ponies would say one of their name's, or point to one of them with a hoof. Suddenly, Dinky heard a loud banging from behind her. She could hear Derpy calling her name from the other room again.

Dinky tried her best to look back at Derpy, but Derpy's father didn't give her much room to move around. All she could do was squeeze the stuffed Derpy tightly and hope that everything would go back to normal soon.

(9_6)

Derpy held her head against the two way mirror, trying her best to hear what everypony was yelling about. While she couldn't hear the actual conversation, she could make out both her and Dinky's name being repeated several times.

"Dinky!" Derpy yelled, banging a hoof on the window. A bad feeling had begun to form in her stomach as the yelling seemed to intensify. She could hear her father yelling at somepony. Saying something that was muffled by the two way mirror. Derpy hit the widow again, begging for somepony to tell her what was going on.

Suddenly, the yelling ended and an eerie silence filled the interrogation room. Derpy could feel her heart beating in her chest as she waited for somepony to answer her prior question. The yelling had stopped so suddenly that Derpy feared that something awful had happened. She was so caught up in her worries that she never noticed the interrogation room's door open and Derpy's father walk in.

"Derpy," he calmly said, trying to hide the stutter in his voice. Derpy jumped upon hearing the new voice, recognizing it as her father's. Quickly, she turned to look at him, expecting to see Dinky in his arm's. But as she looked, all she saw was the uneasy look on her fathers face, his arm's empty of anything.

"Where. . .," Derpy began as she noticed the lack of Dinky in the room. Scenarios began running through her mind as she began questioning her father. Derpy could feel the fear grip her as her father stood in silence, not answering any of her questions.

"Derpy, calm down. Dinky is fine," Derpy's father began, finally finding his voice. But Derpy wouldn't listen as she begged to know what had happened to her. But the more Derpy asked about Dinky, the more her fathers expression changed. It only caused Derpy to worry even more.

"Derpy," her father said, clearing his throat. Derpy calmed herself a little, but still didn't like how her father looked. He didn't give her the smile he usually did or give off the comforting feeling that she always felt. This time, he looked serious and everything about the way he stood told Derpy to listen to what he had to say.

"It's believed that you have become too emotionally attached to Dinky," her father began, taking a seat at a nearby table. Derpy nodded, knowing that she had come to care deeply for Dinky. But she knew that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Which is why, your not going to like what I have to say."

(o^o)

Dinky fought against the pony that was carrying her. She barely liked it when Derpy's father carried her and she definitely didn't like it when other ponies tried to hold her. But for some strange reason, Derpy's father had handed her off to the pony with a horn, while he went to talk to Derpy.

She could see the two of them talking, but only for a second. Just as Derpy and her father began to talk, the pony holding her, left the room and entered the hallway. At first, she thought they were going to go see Derpy. But as they passed several doors, Dinky realized that they were going in the opposite direction of where Derpy was.

Dinky continued to fight against the pony holding her, keeping the stuffed Derpy close to her body. She wanted Derpy back and didn't like being far away from her. She continued to squirm and fight against the pony, even as they made their way outside.

(9_6)

Derpy stared at her father in horror. Her own mind had began to shut down on itself as Derpy tried to understand what he had told her. Derpy could feel a strange throbbing in the back of her head but decided to ignore it.

"Can I at least say goodbye," Derpy asked as she regained the ability to speak. She could already feel the tears in her eyes as her father shook his head, saying that it would only make it harder.

Gone. . . taken. . . left. . . protected. . . safe. . .

All she knew was that Dinky was gone. Her father had tried his best to explain to her what was happening. But the throbbing in her head was beginning to intensify.

By what she could make out, not only was Glittering Gem pressing charges against Derpy for nearly breaking her nose. She was having a restraining order filed against Derpy. Not to keep Derpy away from her, but to keep Derpy away from Dinky.

"Can she even do that," Derpy questioned, her head spinning a little. Her father quickly explained that anypony could file for a restraining order against another pony. In this case, it was being used to start an investigation against Derpy to see if she was competent enough to care for Dinky.

Left. . . taken. . . gone. . . safe. . . hurt. . . protected. . .

"But can't I still take care of her until they find her father or something," Derpy asked, the room slightly fading in and out of reality around her. Her father seemed to have an answer for that. As to what it was, she couldn't make it out.

Cared for. . . safe. . .loved. . . alone. . . abandoned. . . taken. . . alone. . . gone. . . taken, gone, hurt, abandoned, left, alone. . .

"Derpy," her father called, waving a hoof in front of her face. For a few moments, Derpy stood completely still, neither breathing or blinking. Then, shaking her head a bit, she began looking at her surroundings with a confused stare. "Are you ok?"

"Where are we?"

"What," Derpy's father asked. He obviously hadn't expected the question. He couldn't help but worry as he told Derpy where they were. Then, he noticed something strange.

"Why are we in the police station," Derpy asked, still looking around the room. Again, Derpy's father seemed confused by her response. But what he was seeing, made him think something was wrong.

"We're here because of Dinky," Derpy's father said, still staring at the unbelievable. Every time Derpy would look at something, both of her eyes would focus on the object. Even when she turned to look at something else, her eyes stayed perfectly aligned.

"Ok then," Derpy said looking at her father with a strangely uncaring expression. "Can I ask one more question?"

"Go ahead," Derpy's father responded as he made his way to the door. Derpy heard him whisper something about finding a 'medic' as he passed by her.

"What's a Dinky?"