//------------------------------// // Final Spark // Story: The Funny Brain // by Rexis //------------------------------// A ray of sunshine covered Pinkie's eyes. She slowly opened them and realized the day had arrived. A sudden burst of energy flowed through her body and woke her. "Brain! Brain! Today is the day!" A mental shout was sent. Uuuuuugh, an irritated moan filled her mind. Can you lower your voice? I haven't had my coffee yet, dragged footsteps were heard as the brain walked to what Pinkie guessed it was its kitchen. A few seconds passed and a sudden clank of metals were heard, followed by some steam noises. She assumed that it was a coffee machine. Pinkie actually sat down to hear what goes on in her Brain's life on the morning. Suddenly some brewing noises and a soft sip. Ahhh Silence. Out of nowhere her thoughts were shaken by the abrupt sound of an explosion, followed by multiple gunshots and wild screaming. Pinkie couldn't help but jolt at the outburst. WOW! Mace doesn't really take a break. Too bad he doesn't want me near him. Let me just close this door a slam and silence followed. Alright Pinkie! I'm good. Just had my Coffee and an absurd amount of adrenaline by watching your- Whoops almost gave an upcoming spoiler. Anyways, Ahem, YEA GET PUMPED WHOOOO her crazy brain gave her confidence once more. Pinkie mindlessly smiled in her room as she trotted towards the bathroom to get ready. She tripped and fell on her face. Slowly getting up she looked at her obstacle, Gummy. He stood there, blinking first with his left eye, then his right. "Oh, yeah. Thanks Gummy. I shouldn't trot so loudly, Mr. and Mrs. Cake might freak out." The alligator stood in silence. Pinkie quickly got up and tip-toed her way to the bathroom to freshen up. The sound of water emerged from the shower and after a few minutes the door opened. A towel covered Pinkie jumped in front of the alligator with hand raised. "So watch out." she whispered in reminiscence of the old Zecora song she had written. Again, the alligator emotionless as he was, started to walk back to his bed. She picked him up and placed him in his small bed. Placing her towel away, Pinkie turned up her blower, and just dried her hair up. She took a mane curler and tried straightening it. Her mane would lay straight for a few seconds and then poof back to its original curly self. A giggle escaped her mouth. Pinkie enjoyed doing this. After her happy failure of keeping her hair straight, Pinkie once again fled her room and walked downstairs to start baking. From a small humming, Pinkie picked up her apron. For which a song started forming in her head and was inevitably brought to life. This small outburst basically woke Mr. and Mrs. Cake, but not with a jolt. Instead a smile crawled up in the old couple's face. The song was not only heard from the kitchen, but to the neighboring houses. It filled Ponyville with the energy of a new day. The old couple walked downstairs and quietly stared at their "almost daughter" with pure delight. Pinkie had not a care of the world around her, it was just her and her baking skills. Pots flying everywhere but unable to touch the ground. Pinkie had everything in coordination. A few minutes passed and the song ended with a whole day serving of goods and treats. She walked back a few steps and admired contently at her creation. Turning around Pinkie ran towards the couple and hugged them. "Isn't today just a wonderful day?! The birds are chirping, the day is fresh and the cupcakes are happy!" Happiness overflowed her. The couple couldn't hold back a laugh. "Any particular reason this morning is special?" Mr. Cake had to ask to pink mare. "Silly Mr. Cake! Every morning is special! Sometimes we just need a reminder that everyday is a special one." "Truer words couldn't have been said, dear." Mrs. Cake replied happily. Pinkie released them and walked to the front door. "Well we can't make everypony wait, let's open up!" After switching the sign from closed to open, the door was immediately barged by a multitude of ponies. Pinkie couldn't help but jump in excitement. She placed herself behind the counter to take all the orders. "Pinkie, we'll freshen up and be down here to aid you as fast as we can." Mrs. Cake told Pinkie as she and Mr. Cake walked upstairs. "Okey dokey lokey!" The morning went by like a blur to Pinkie. Orders came by and out, recognizing each pony and engaging in quick conversations but all seemed to go fast. Today she was not wearing a mask. Today she was truly and deeply happy. Minutes turned to hours. The clock signaled closing time, but this hadn't stopped the pink mare from her energy. Pinkie cleaned up as fast as possible and headed upstairs to take a shower. After all, meeting up with Twilight covered in flour was not in her plans, though it did seem like a good idea. Remember what Rarity said! her brain taunted. She hopped once more and readied herself. After her usual ritual, she went straight to the front door. She took a deep breath and opened it, the sunset sky of Ponyville did make her smile more. Closing the door behind her, Pinkie trotted to the Library. A few familiar faces from the day's work reappeared around the town. She always waved back. A familiar place came to her view, and a bright light in her eyes could be seen in a distance. The Library, Twilight's house. She approached her crush's door. Alright Pinkie, just a few knocks. We want to be subtle, like petting a small baby dog. Multiple loud knocks, was Pinkie's specialty. "Coming." a certain dragon exclaimed from the inside of the house. The door was opened. "Hey Pinkie, Twilight was just waiting for you, come on in." Without hesitating, Pinkie walked inside and sat down on one of the couches Twilight had in the living room. Spike approached the stairs leading to his room. "Twilight will be down here soon. Thank you so much Anyways i'm off to bed, goodnight Pinkie" he waved goodbye at the pink mare and climbed the stairs. "Bye Spikey! We should throw an after-party party! We could have it next week, ohh, i'll start working on it tomorrow!" Excitement rocked the couch she was sitting on. Spike couldn't help but grin. "Hey, as long as there are jewels, you can count on me." As Spike was reaching the top stairs, Twilight approached them. "Goodnight Spike, and thank you for organizing the library...again." "No problem, i'll see you in the morning" a yawn escaped his mouth as walked back to his bedroom to get some shut-eye. The purple mare started marching down the stairs and she looked over to her guest. "Hi Pinkie" her voice sent internal shivers down Pinkie's spine. Hold it together! Wait for it! her brain was holding her emotions together. Alright GO! Hug her now!!! Twilight just stepped off the last step, when she was hugged violently. -Typical Pinkie- was Twilight's only thought at the embrace. "Hi Twilight! Been waiting all day to talk to you! Cause in a way it's like we're having a party only that it's only you and me and-" Twilight interrupted her with a chuckle that turned into a small laughter. "It's always refreshing to talk to you Pinkie, your energy is contagious." Pinkie froze and blushed a little as she broke the embrace. Again, she was glad her natural color was pink, her emotions could hide unnoticed. They both sat back onto the couch. Twilight sat on the rear left as Pinkie had sat to the right. Twilight looked at Pinkie and her curiosity started building up. Though Twilight wasn't always there to admit it, she loved a small gossip here and then. "So Pinkie, how was your day?" Trying not to be obvious about the subject at hand. "It was super duper extraordinary!" Pinkie went on about her day and the wonderful time she had at the bakery. Half hour passed and Twilight paid close attention to her story. When Pinkie finished her story she asked Twilight about her day. She commenced by telling her the books she had read and the errand she ran with Spike. Twilight couldn't help but get sidetracked with her own things. Another half hour passed by, and the night had set upon Ponyville. Twilight finished her day's event and they both ended in chuckles. Pinkie couldn't be happier. A sudden silence fell upon them, and Twilight cleared her throat. "So, Pinkie." Twilight's eyebrow raised in coordination with the upcoming question. "You said you had feelings for somepony and I assume it's a mare, after all with your preference. So...who is it? Is it someone I know?" her eyes grew with anticipation. Pinkie had such a good time, she forgot to be nervous around the subject. "Yep!" she exclaimed. "We've been friends for sometime now. I never really thought I would fall for her but as I got to meet and spend time with her, I felt like a party had exploded in my heart, and I couldn't wait to be part of it. But I needed to invite her to the party as well." She paused to breath. "But you see, I don't know if she likes mares. Anyways, It's someone very smart and responsible and courageous and has saved Ponyville tons of time and-" "You like Applejack?!" gasped Twilight as she interrupted Pinkie. Pinkie turned her head sideways. "Nope" "Oh, sorry for the interruption. That was rude of me, please do continue." the mare insisted. "Well overall she is the greatest pony to have ever lived here in Ponyville." she finished off. Twilight pondered at all the information. "Well if you can tell me who it is, I may be of assistance. That is, if you haven't told her." Pinkie replied she hadn't and a sweat started forming in Pinkie's forehead. "You'll have to tell her eventually" Twilight told Pinkie. "This kind of thing, is like an experiment. You have to gather as much information as you can, but you have to be careful when you try to figure out this kind of information. Cause it just might throw away your investigation and the mare will automatically know where are you going with this" Twilight proudly suggested this to Pinkie. "Would you care to tell me who it is? I may know of her preferences." she insisted once again. Pinkie began to feel the density of the air around them. The moment was here, she was going to execute her plan. Twilight stood there awaiting her response. Pinkie looked to the side for a brief moment to catch some courage. Looking at her eyes was too much intensity. Her hooves started to sweat. She inhaled deeply. "I...I actually brought a photo of her with me." Pinkie stammered. "Oh, really? Can I see her?" Twilight requested. Pinkie nodded and stood up. "But you have to close your eyes and extend your hooves, I don't want you to go peeking!" Twilight smiled and nodded. She did so, and Pinkie reached out for her mane. As she rummaged through her mane, she noticed a half eaten cupcake, her party cannon, and some party favor. She then gleamed over to the object she was looking for. It was circular with a small frame. She removed it and placed it on Twilight's hooves. Pinkie then sat next to her and told her she could open her eyes. Twilight did so and gripped the item in her hooves. She examined it and a confused face fell upon Twilight. "Uhhh, Pinkie, you do know this is just a mirror, right? It's not a pict-" Twilight stopped in her tracks and noticed what she had said. She took the mirror and directed it so she could see her own reflection. Pinkie cautiously observed Twilight a she slowly fell in realization. The eerie silence of the Library was getting to Pinkie. Twilight suddenly smiled and looked at Pinkie with a flush of red in her cheeks. "Wow, I didn't analyze the possibility of it actually being me." she responded. Pinkie had no idea what that meant. Twilight held the mirror tightly as she remembered all the things Pinkie had said before handing her the object. "I feel quite appreciative to your gesture Pinkie. I, however, cannot give you a response now." Pinkie's heart sunk for a second, but she realized it was to be expected. How could she possibly like somepony off the bat? "That's ok! Whenever you feel ready, just head over to the Sugarcube Corner." Pinkie smiled. The dreaded silence consumed the library once more. Pinkie had enough of it. "Well! I better get going, another fun-filled day waits for me!" She began to hop to the front door. "Goodnight Twilight!" "Pinkie." Twilight stopped her friend. Pinkie looked back, not knowing what to expect. Suddenly she was being hugged. "Thank you for caring about me." Twilight told her. The pink mare blinked twice and slowly embraced her too. After the hug Twilight held the door for Pinkie. The air suddenly felt light for Pinkie. It was done, she had done it. She waved one last goodbye to Twilight and slowly walked back to her house. The night sky was filled with hundreds of stars and Pinkie felt as if each one caressed her soul. The universe itself seemed to be centered around her. She was free of her restraint. The chill cold air, softly pushed against her face. She admired everything around, from the light post to the streets. As she closed in on the Sugarcube Corner, she looked at it curiously. It didn't look glum. Instead it looked brighter than any other house around. Her heart was finally content. When she got near the front door, Pinkie had realized something odd. Her brain wasn't shouting at her, or saying anything as a matter of fact. She wondered what had happened to it. After climbing back to her room, Pinkie tried communicating with it. But no response. This made her sad and worried. She thought it must have gone somewhere and tried going to sleep, but to no avail. "Brain please answer back..." Pinkie softly whispered. If there was something Pinkie was afraid of losing, it was definitely a friend. Still no response. Pinkie was beginning to lose hope, when she suddenly heard a door open. Sorry about that. Had to run some errands with Lauren. Did you peel the potato? her brain asked. Pinkie was brought back to life. "Mhm" And is the potato ready to be eaten? "Not yet" she replied mentally. It was a bit disappointing but Pinkie shrugged that thought away. It was the best night of her life. She had done the deed, she hadn't lost her friend and she could be back to being 100% happy again. Ok, I can live with that. it responded while it seemed to turn on a television set. So what's next, Pinkie? "Well, the same thing we have done so far, Brain. Randomize one day at a time." she happily replied stuffing her face with the pillow. "Maybe even with a marefriend..." Not a bad Idea Pinkie...not a bad Idea. EPILOGUE A few weeks have passed by and normality fell to Ponyville. A few incident now and then, but nothing the mane 6 couldn't handle. Eventually the secret had to get out and Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash found out Pinkie's crush. Though a bit shocked, they supported Pinkie. Twilight did eventually give a response to Pinkie. Though not many knew about it. It is said that two mares near the Library have been talking an awful lot during the night. The answer was eventually found when one night Spike awoke to get some water and found Pinkie and Twilight cuddling with each other on the couch. Not wanting to bother them he went on back to his bed. "Did you hear something?" Twilight asked the mare who was holding her in her hooves. "It could be a ghost! Pinkie answered quite alarmed. "Oh you." Twilight raised her head and gently embraced her in a soft kiss. Pinkie blushed and kissed her back. "That still doesn't solve the ghost problem! Good thing I brought my equipment!" "Your what?" Twilight asked right before she was sent back to the other side of the couch. As Pinkie took out a weird looking vacuum cleaner, with a strange looking soft brown suit and a boombox. -Who you gonna call? GHOS...- the radio played as Pinkie screeched and tried swinging her weird machine around the Library, while Twilight tried to calm her down, with no success. The ruckus was heard everywhere and neighbors reported the police a few minutes later. It was during that night every single pony in Ponyville found out about the couple. Not like, anyone mind. If there was somepony in Ponyville who could try to control Pinkie, that was definitely Twilight Sparkle...or at least they hoped. Well this story is done, might as well check on Mace. Opens a door and loud gunshots can be heard. Oh right, you stallions and mares don't know who he is...well I won't give much detail but I heard he is a pretty kickass OC, from the writer. I hope he gets to writing it soon. It looks great from the brainstorming he does. Anyways, th-th-that's all folks!