It was a while before Pinkie slowed down. She gasped to catch her breath.
Pinkie staggered down the road, going from a full blown fun to a weak legged walk. Her eyes watered over and straight hair fell limp over her face. Pinkie eventually looked up to herself in the park. It was bright and sunny. There was the sound of children playing in the distance.
She looked up at the clear sky. It was such a nice day. Why didn't it rain!? Why couldn't the sky cloud over like in the movies and make everything as grey as she felt? Pinkie sat down under a tree. She quietly held back tears and stabbed at the ground with her hoof.
"Why the sour face Pinkie? Hmm? Miss me that much?" he said with a coy smile. It was Discord peeking over from the top of a pink cloud.
"No. Well ,I did miss you, but that's not why I'm upset," Pinkie replied.
Discord raised an eyebrow. He reached down to pick her up and laid her on his upturned stomach.
"If you're not sad from a distinct lack of chaos, then what could ever be getting you down?" he asked, smiling.
Pinkie sighed deeply.“I'm on a diet and my friends all reacted in such a... such a mean way! It's like they were all thinking how, I don't know, they just were so unsupportive! They didn't react in the way I thought they would, at all!" Pinkie cried out.
Discord felt shocked. His favorite element feeling so down? He felt an anger toward her 'friends'. But,he was just as shocked about the first part.
A...diet? What does she need to diet for? That's one of the stupidest things I've heard! He looked her up and down. Tsk, a diet would ruin her.
"I think they didn't know what they were thinking either. Maybe it was surprise that got them to say those mean things. What reason could ever prompt you to want to diet?" he asked. Pinkie was rubbing at her eyes.
"I think it was more than surprise that got them. Sometimes I don't know why they say somethings. I was just tired of being the fat one of my friends. I am tired. It's hard being compared to everyone else like that. I want a boyfriend and be able to fit Rarity's pretty dresses and just not be like this anymore," Pinkie admitted. She relaxed on top of him.
"What? Fun and full of life? You're not fat, you just have... a little extra frosting on top. It makes you more enjoyable."
"Enjoyable? How is this enjoyable?"
"You're a whole ton of fun to hug!" Discord said as he squeezed her to him.
Pinkie laughed, feeling better. Her hair had started to poof up again.
"I think you're great this way! And where would I be without my favorite playmate? No one else can out eat you. Ohh, I remember the time we made a house sized cake and drank soda till we floated! And, who else is there that enjoys my chocolate rain as much as you? Hmmm?"
"Is that all I'm good for?" Pinkie started, "Eating? Having fun? I don't want that anymore! I don't want this," she yelled as she jumped off him.
Discord looked over confused. Everything changed so suddenly.
"Pinkie! Come back!"
Pinkie's Journal Day Nine
Tuesday
Things haven't been that great GJ. The whole fallout with my friends has been hard. I've made a point of avoiding them. Even though it is a little hard. We live in a small town, it can't be helped that we run into each other. I'll cross the street or avoid looking at them. It's really hard when some of them, like Fluttershy, try to talk to me. I have to blow her off.
But while that's been hard to deal with, my main problem is Discord! He keeps coming around to tempt me with treats! Cakes and cookies. Eating it right in front of me. I can't really ignore him as he helps out at the bakery.
I don't get it. He just keeps pestering me. And getting upset when I deny him. Oh Celestia, that sounded wrong. But it's true! It's soo annoying. But what I think is the worst part, is that I miss being able to play with him. It's so constricting being on a diet. He wants to make chocolate rain with whipped cream (he remembered!) and I've got to say no.
I feel like I can't even be friends with him right now. But I don't want to lose anymore friends.
Sincerely, PinkieDay Ten
Dear Journal,
I've been working on a cool new project. I've been trying to come up with healthy cupcakes. Like, low fat or non fat or ones with vegetables in them! It'll be like a carrot cake cupcake. It's hard though, I've got to make sure I don't fill it with too much sugar to overcome the dull taste of the veges. So far, my best yet was one made with cabbage and beets. It tasted good but the color was soo of putting. I've been looking in some weird vegan cooking where they mix and grate and stir up dried flour stuff version of things to taste like anything! Even meat! I wonder if I could make that for Discord?
They make all sorts of things but mainly pasta type stuff. I'm looking into using it for cakes and pastries of all kinds.
Love ya, PinkieDay Sixteen Tuesday
Dear Glitter Journal,
Life is so hard right now. I'm sorry I haven't been telling you anything but my food record. It's been over a week since the incident with my friends. They've tried to talk to me but I've pushed them away. I know I shouldn't, that they are trying to make up for what happened, but I just can't. I can't deal with this right now. I just...don't feel like I can be friends with anyone right now.
I hate to admit it, but I had a big blow up with Discord. He couldn't understand why I would want to change myself. And I'm not just talking about the weight loss. I'm changing my personality too. I've been trying really hard to calm down. I've been visiting with Zecora. She would tell me about her country and how mediating works. She's also been working with me with my Pinkie Power. You know, the weird abilities I have. It was something I was doing with Discord a lot. Especially since he makes it so fun! and it goes right with how I am, or was.
It kind of hurts to mediate. It's really weird. I think it's because having to be still and quiet for so long reminds me too much of how life is like back on the farm. Oh, I hope I'm not turning into that. I just want to be more ladylike and pretty. Not boring. You should meet my two younger sisters. Sometimes it seems like they act like little robots or something. The only thing they ever to do is blink and nod. I'm so happy I didn't end up like that. It's a fate worse than death. I really hope they never read this. I love them to death but they just act like they're dead.
I'll tell you later what happened with Discord. I'm still... processing it.
Love ya~Pinkie PieJournal Day Eighteen, Wedesn Wedenes Wednesday
I guess sooner is better than later. I need to get through talk about what happened with Discord. It's not something I should keep to myself. Saturday, I'm going out with Grey Faerie. I really need to be with a friend right now.
It was this past Friday. He had been bugging me about coming to play with him. It was my day off and the usual thing we did was go to the lake.
It was around one o'clock when we reached the lake. A perfect time to go. Dizzy thought it would be funny to dump a bucket of sunscreen on me. It was, until it got into my mouth, then he quickly snapped it away. Sometimes it's better to do things the ordinary way.
Afterwards, we jumped in the lake and swam around. I pulled out my water gun, he make a water cannon. I threw some water balloons and he made a water spout. It was a ton of fun and just what I needed. After a while, we slowed down. Cordie (one of my many nicknames for him, I've got a ton!) was lounging on a inflatable raft and I was doing some water exercises. I guess this might have bugged him as he lowered his sunglasses to look at me.
"Do you have to do that?" he asked.
"No, but I want to," I responded. Discord huffed at that. He slid back up his over-sized glasses. They really looked good on him. It's not something anyone can, or were meant to, pull off, but he did it.
I decided to do some laps and was swimming around Cordie. He thought this was funny and started to smiled. I'm was happy he was feeling better.
"Hey, Pinkie."
"Yeah?"
"Do you know what would make this a whole ton more fun?" he asked as he got off his raft. He swam next to me.
"Hmm. More floating things?" I guessed.
"Well...yeah that, but I got a better idea." He smiled wickedly and snapped his fingers.
The whole lake was now made of chocolate with licorice plants and marshmallow floaty things. It was awesome! There were colorful gumdrop rocks, gummy worms pool noodles, and whipped cream floating by. I looked around with excitement. So many good things! I was just about to decide which to eat first when I was struck by the remembrance of my diet.
I froze. It was horrible! 'How can he do this to me!?' I had to get out of there. I swam toward the shore and grabbed my towel.
"Hey! Where are you going? I wanted to have another wate...chocolate fight. A water fight with chocolate milk. Isn't that fun?" He called out to me. He was so excited. And happy. It hurt to have to turn away.
"I... I have to go."
"Go? Go where?"
"Go... to the bathroom."
"Oh go go." he murmured. Discord sunk down to where only half his face was showing.
I felt bad for running away, but I had to. I went back to town. I was at the park so I found a place to sit down. I still smelt like chocolate. I was there only a few minutes when Discord showed up. He was not happy as he walked toward me.
"What do you think you're doing!? You said you were going to the bathroom and never came back!"
"It hasn't been that long."
"It's been long enough for me to figure out that you ditched me! What is wrong with you? Why are you acting this way!? You've been like this ever since you started this stupid diet."
"It's not stupid!"
"Of course it is! Look at you."
"Why are you so against it? Don't you want me to be happy?"
"Happy? Happy! You can this happy!? You're becoming nothing but a cranky conceited diet freak who'll probably develop an eating disorder!" he exaggerated. He was really yelling at me now.
"I will not!"
"You want to know why I hate you like this? I thought it would be obvious but I guess not! It's because I liked you better when you were fat, Ok!? You were fun, you were exuberant. Every moment was as random and sweet as the next. We had fun and laughed and ate! Yes, we ate, but it was fun and happy. Now look at you! What's left of you? Nothing, you're becoming just as thin minded as your body."
"You liked me fat?"
"Ohh for the love..! You are not fat! You are fluffy. You have a little extra frosting on top but that is what makes you great. You are fun to hug and embody everything I thought a happy, joy filled mare should be. You are laughter right down to your fluff."
"But..."
"But what? Are you so happy now? Hmmmm," Discord asked, leaning down to her "Well, I hope so, cause I certainly am not." He leaned back up. "I just... can't like you the way you are now. You're not my Pinkie Pie anymore," he said sadly as he flew away. Pinkie was left in the dust of what happened.
'He likes me? Or did anyway.'
I'm still reeling from the exchange. I'm not Pinkie Pie anymore? I'm not his Pinkie Pie? I'm trying to change but... I'm still me. I'm still The Element of Laughter and The Number One Party Pony! Sigh, I guess not. Even writing that down feels... empty.
Twelve Days. That's how long I had been on my diet when the fight happened. And he was only there for four of those days. Have I already changed so much, and for the worst? I'm glad I'm going to be seeing Grey soon. Ohh, frickity! Why is it that all my entries seem to end on such a negative note. I'm going out Saturday to celebrate. I'm going to do what I do best!
The party's getting started, looking good, and getting mildly drunk. Yeah, I'm pumped.
With Love and Laughter, ~Pinkie Pie~
Discord was 'home' at Canterlot Castle. It was the same day as Pinkie's current journal entry though he wouldn't know. He was in the dining hall as he had to have dinner with the two princesses. It was as fun as sitting in a waiting room. Discord was leaning against his hand and mindlessly stirring his soup.
The princesses exchanged looks. Luna tilted her head. Celestia looked uncertain. Luna stared and frowned at her. Celestia let out a silent breath.
Celestia cleared her throat. "Discord. How was your visit to Ponyville? It was surprising when you came back early. Luna and I didn't expect you back until late tonight."
"Yeah," he said blankly.
"Tomorrow even."
"Yeah."
Celestia sighed, “I regret not being able to ask you earlier."
"Yeah?"
"So what happened?" Luna yelled impatiently.
"Luna!" Celestia scolded.
"What? This is taking too long." She turned to Discord, "You've been acting weird ever since you came back. What happened? Did you lose a fight? Did the Cakes fire you? Maybe Twilight told you off! no, Rarity or was it Applejack. Did Pinkie..."
"Ugh! It's Pinkie! Okay? She's on a diet and it's infuriating me!" he said.
"She's on a diet? Why would this upset you?"
"She's no fun! She doesn't want to hang out with me. I-I don't know why it upsets me! It just does. She just wants to stick to her salads and exercise routines. And...and when she does have time for me, she rejects half the stuff we normally do! It's frustrating! She doesn't even want chocolate rain any more. Pinkie's just... not herself. She's not fun and I really really don't like this new figure of her's. It's too hard," he said, ending his rant of pent up feelings.
"Hard?" Celestia asked. Her curiosity peaked.
"Yes! Hard like, like, nothing. She's just nothing. It's like trying to hug a pole. There's nothing soft to enjoy. And to think she's not even done yet."
"So you like her soft?"
"Well duh, I just said that," he said, waving around his spoon.
"So, it's like, you would rather lay on a couch than a park bench?"
"Yeah of course… huh. Wha..what are you getting at with that!? Here I am upset and your making dirty jokes," he said, blushing.
"Nothing! I'm not! I'm just trying to get a better view on the situation," Celestia said, smiling. Luna snickered.
"It's not like that. Now, if you would get your mind out of the gutter. I could use your to help to sabotage Pinkie's diet! She was on to me from the start. And after the fight we had, I don't think I could go back for a while."
"Don't you think it would be easier to just tell her how you feel. That you liked her the way she was?"
"No," he said, scoffing. "Besides, I kinda ended up telling her that anyway. She's 'happier' this way, apparently." He rolled his eyes. "And the only way to get her back to her normal self is not with 'talking about feelings'. It's ruining her diet!"
She sighed heavily and gave him a look, "You're a clever person Discord. If this was the only way then I wouldn't be so against it, but it isn't. You know it would be better to 'talk about feelings'. Ok?"
He looks away. "I don't want to go there. It'll complicate things. I'm going to stick to my plan. And if you don't want to help, fine."
"Fine."
"And I'm going to remember that 'Clever person' bit," he smirked.
“Huh.”