//------------------------------// // Closet - Shigawan // Story: The Twinkie Group Collab! // by Drizzle Quill //------------------------------// Author: Shigawan Prompt: Closet “Pinkie’s grandmother has been in town for the last three days, and we still haven’t been introduced.” Twilight dragged her hooves more than a little self-consciously as Rarity led her to Sugarcube Corner. “If it means this much to you, dear, then all the more reason for me to walk you over so you two can sort this out. You and Pinkie have been seeing one another for almost a year now, and one would think that you two would be able to communicate a little better. “ Twilight huffed. “Pinkie Pie will always be Pinkie Pie. I gave up trying to understand her a long time ago.” “Why dear,” Rarity gasped,” that’s just awful! Understanding your loved ones is key to any relationship, you know that.” Twilight swung her head to the side to more closely observe the passing scenery, hoping that the beautiful Ponyville countryside would inspire her to some poetic response. “It isn’t like that, you know? Pinkie Pie is special and we’re just so…different. I tried for so long to understand her, but it’s only now that I’ve decided to just accept her without trying to analyze her behavior and nature that I’ve found that I can really enjoy our moments together. Sometimes I just think too much, Rarity, and I just worry…” “…worry about what, dear?” “Nothing, we’re here already.” Before the two mares stood the colorful Sugarcube Corner in all its sugary glory. The sweet smells permeating through the air only served to sour Twilight’s stomach. “Indeed we are. Now go talk to her, Twilight, and clear this whole mess up.” “I’m just here for my hat…” Twilight muttered, but proceeded into the store anyways. Last week Twilight had visited Pinkie and left her wide brimmed sunhat in her marefriend’s closet. These last few days Pinkie had been so distant. It made coming to get her hat difficult, but tomorrow she and Spike were supposed to watch Summer Sunflowers bloom. Spike would be fine, but her dark fur made direct sunlight for hours on end uncomfortable. “Twilight!” Almost immediately, her partner in pink bowled her over and planted a slightly exuberant and very wet kiss on her cheek. “I haven’t seen you in AAAAGES!” The purple unicorn smiled tenderly despite herself. “I know Pinkie, but I know how busy you’ve been with your grandmother in town, and I didn’t want to impose. I just needed my sun hat from your closet and I’ll be out of your hair.” “Oh,” Pinkie visibly deflated for just a moment before smiling again. “Are you going to see the Sumer Sunflowers bloom tomorrow? They’re the super duper-est sunflowers to bloom in the summer, so I’ll bet that’s what you’re doing! I’ll go grab it.” “Oh, that’s okay. You’re working today, right? I’ll just run upstairs and get it, it’s no big deal.” Pinkie hesitated. “Well, Granny Pie is up there right now, and-” “Oh!” Twilight laughed nervously. “I get you. It might be a little awkward if I, a stranger to your grandmother, started going through your closet without a word of explanation right?” “Umm…” Pinkie ummed. “I mean, you probably put all of the stuff you don’t want your grandmother seeing in your closet, right? I mean, that’s where I used to hide all my embarrassing comic books from Princess Celestia when she would come visit me in the castle.” “Ahh…” Pinkie ahhed. “Yeah, your closet probably has all kinds of embarrassing things that you don’t want your grandmother to know about, so you hide them away and don’t talk to her about them for three days because it really embarrasses you and you don’t think she would approve of the way that you’re living your life here in Ponyville and the things in your closet aren’t…the prettiest or the most socially-” “Twilight?” Pinkie smiled. “Would you like to meet my Granny Pie?” “Oh…uh…” Twilight blushed. “…only if you don’t think I would embarrass you.” “Of course not!” Pinkie embraced her. “I’m sorry I didn’t introduce you two sooner.” Bouncing up the stairs, Pinkie led Twilight up to her bedroom. “I was just unsure of…well, how to. You’re both so important to me that I wanted it to go right the first time!” Throwing the door open, Pinkie gestured inside. “Twilight, meet Granny Pie, She the bestest, most old granny ever!” “Pinkie, that’s-” Twilight started before catching herself. She almost said ‘a rock’ before realizing the shape Pinkie was gesticulating towards wasn’t a rock, but a tombstone. A large name and a small epitaph was inscribed on the tombstone, and Twilight was no fool. “That’s…” Twilight couldn’t understand how Pinkie could smile so brilliantly or why she had brought her grandmother’s tombstone from her family’s rock farm to her little room in Sugarcube Corner to wrap in a blanket and place in a rocking chair. Maybe it had something to do with her family’s close relationship with rocks, or her being an earth pony and having an innate connection to soil and stone. Or maybe Pinkie Pie was certifiably insane. Twilight didn’t understand, and she didn’t waste her time trying. Instead took a breath, smiled, and said, “That’s wonderful. I’m pleased to make her acquaintance.” Pinkie’s smile in response set Twilight’s heart ablaze once more.