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// Chapter 15: Goof Off to Madness 
// Story: Equestria Quest 
// by Iwano Imagination 
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Twilight wore an uncertain face, and sighed and announced, “Without further ado and the conditions applied by Iwano…Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich, are you both ready?”
“I was born ready!” Pinkie Pie growled in reply.
“I was ready before I was born…” Cheese Sandwich said.
“I was ready before your parents even met!” I blurted. Everypony stared at me, some giggled. This was embarrassing. “Um, never mind, everypony. Twilight, continue please.”
The Alicorn rolled her eyes. “Let the goofing…Begin!”
The young princess flew away as the competition began. I was now in the middle to judge. I wouldn’t wanna make anything boring for everypony, so I made those conditions to also make things interesting, yes. I hoped nothing went wrong with what was applied by me, but the austere expressions on both the party planners made me anxious to run away. Would my conditions did anything wrong? I thought of what Rainbow Dash said. What could possibly go wrong—?
The pink one made her first move, with happy and silly music playing. She slipped herself into her box like a turtle in a flash. The box shook and exploded streamers, as Pinkie Pie rode and balanced on a beach ball while juggling several pink cupcakes. And then the singing started—
“Welcome to Ponyville~! My name is Pinkie Pie~! I know how you feel, so I’ll make you smile~! Let’s just celebrate without a break~! Come on, green one, you know what I want,” she grabbed a pink cake comically out of nowhere, “and here have some cake~!”
I dodged her cake before it hurtled into my mouth. That was close…
Suddenly, a giant balloon of me came floating out of thin air with a pony on top of my head—why was my balloon’s eyes wall-eyed?
Cheese Sandwich somersaulted and landed in front of me as he began his turn—
“Everypony look at me~! And smile at him,” he pointed at me, “with glee~! He’s a newbie, you know me~! Let’s dance and,” he then danced in some sorta itchy style, “shake as if we have a flee~!” He grabbed and shook me. “Come on, Iwano, just shake, shake, shake~! Shake, shake, shake~! Was it great~? Have some cake~!”
He pulled a pink cake out of nowhere and smashed it on me. Luckily, I quickly conjured a barrier. That was close again…Where did they get those anyway?
I paced back and suddenly gotten pulled away by a pink rope into the sky, and then landed on a neon lighted dance floor in the sky. It kept afloat with a bunch of balloons in four corners each. Something told me I had to—Pinkie Pie was with me dancing my shuffling move. Wow.
“We’re now up here alone, let’s just joyfully dance~! Frowning like that,” she over stretched my lips into a smile, “is very silly, now here’s your chance~! Put the laughter in you~!”
Rainbow Dash and three other Pegasi swept me away with a throne hung with four ropes each for them to hold. I was like the king of the sky once again (long story). Pinkie Pie sang her last line, “And make everything yellow in you blue~!”
This goof off was “fine” so far, but I had a bad feeling in my spine about what was coming next. This contest always had unexpected and sudden surprises. I tried my best to stay calm and maintain a serious poker face. But this competition might not amuse me a little, and I thought their rhymes were bad. I cursed myself for making those conditions, for I thought it was the whole reason for their annoying antics.
Suddenly, Cheese Sandwich was running alongside me—
What the fudge?! I thought. How was he able to—
“Still feel gloomy~? I’ll make you happy~! Being sad is cheesy~! Cheese will make you silly,” oh, so he was using  long poles each attached to his four hooves, “just like miss Pinkie filly~!” He then jerked his head towards me, producing a pink licorice rope that instantly wrapped me up, including my wings. 
I was in panic to use my magic, but it wasn’t working again this time in my command.
Rainbow Dash gasped. “Green Wing—!”
“And that’s why you need to have a party bash,” Cheese Sandwich continued as he grabbed and held me up—was he this strong? “I’ll make you happy in a flash, and dive into my punch bowl pool and splash~!”
He threw me from the air. I stopped panicking. But when I looked down, my heart raced again—I wasn’t about to be plunged into the same punch bowl Gizmo, Apple Fritter and I pushed.
The bowl below as I used my Aura sense was eight times wider and twenty-six feet, filled with pink lemonade.
I panicked! I didn’t really know how to float, unless I had my aquatic powers, which I didn’t have in this world somehow! And worst, I was wrapped up. My magic wasn’t responding, so I couldn’t conjure a bubble helmet to breathe, too.
It was too late to use magic as I finally plunged. My mind was now racing along with my heart, and I was too panicky to focus. Why couldn’t I feel my powers? Maybe I was too panicky. I was confused. How come I was able to float well when I was in the bottom of Manehattan’s bay? This was strange. Dissonance might be behind this…
Suddenly, and I thought miraculously, I was pulled out by Pinkie Pie, and fell to solid ground. I was freed somehow and I tossed my head around as I gasped for air. I was surrounded by pink towering cakes.
Hmph, I’d rather drown than be with Pinkie Pie, I thought. Maybe this goof off would—
Pinkie Pie had burst out of a cake and it was her turn to “entertain” me.
“Pastry over here~! It’s you that I will cheer~!” She grabbed my hooves and tossed me around like a twister. “Once you party hard that’s when you’re smile becomes clear~!” She stopped—I wanted to hurl—and pointed me to different designs of cake. “Cake over there, over there~! Sweet pastry everywhere~! I swear to make you smile~! Pinkie Pie will make you smile that will stretch a mile~!”
She spun me around again like a top, released, and shot me to a brick wall. I felt my left hind leg cracked on impact. I had bitten my lips and barely endured the pain. I however still maintained my poker face but eyes twitched despite all of this.
Suddenly, I was pulled away by Cheese Sandwich again, and I was on a throne made of cheese on a lasagna motorcade decorated with different types of cheeses (including the smelly kinds) and nachos (those I’d eat). I held back my watered mouth and stayed cool of this “cheesy” show.
The premier party planner somersaulted to my front and began his turn when he sat down on a chair and a piano flipped from the lasagna floor and began to play it and sang—
“You gotta flare~! I gotta care~! It’s the best thing to do~! You gotta flare~! I gotta care~! I hate it when you’re blue~! When you can’t budge your smile or even laugh, I’ll do anything to make a blast~! Whatever it takes like this motorcade, the moon above to me is our party shade~! You gotta flare~! I gotta care~! It’s the best thing to do~! You gotta flare~! I gotta care~! I hate it when you’re blue~!”
I was flipped out of my throne when Pinkie Pie came under it as if it were a trapdoor, with angered eyes; I then tumbled to Cheese Sandwich’s side.
“That’s my song!” the pink pony complained.
“What do you mean?” her opponent asked with a smile. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“I Pinkie Party Promised that I, Pinkie Pie, will be the only one to bring laughter to Iwano,” she growled. “And I’ll not let anypony break it, especially from the likes of your cheesy you!”
“…What did you say?”
“White fumes spewed out of my pink friend’s ears, her teeth gritted, and her eyes were angrier than before. I thought this was it, the ending of this ridiculous goof off. Before I could even open my mouth to declare the winner to stop this, Pinkie Pie had burst—
“THAT’S IT!!!” The pink pony jumped high and into the Sugarcube Corner via the chimneys…and blasted out riding a—“Blow out, my brand new party tank~!” The baby pink tank targeted and fired the motorcade, springing Cheese Sandwich and I into the air and landed safely. It was a good thing my wings were freed and that the stallion was skilled in landing like Pinkie Pie. “Wait ‘til you here my party tank-y song~! KABOOM~!”
It was now Cheese Sandwich’s—whoa, another tank?! He rode a yellow party tank twice the size of Pinkie Pie’s.
“You compromised again~?! It’s my honor to defend~!” The tank’s cannon suddenly stretched its cannon onto me and—“I don’t really get anything you said, but I noticed you look very red, let’s just make Iwano smile and never sleep on his very own bed~!”
The cannon boomed, and I was again shot into the air, and then crashed into another part of the battlefield. This was now getting too—
“Sonríe, sonríe, sonríe~! Vamos a caminar en una milla~!” A crane carried a sixty-six feet tall and very wide pink cake, which was precariously held above me. I was too paralyzed to move this time…“Yo te haré feliz como su verdadero amigo~! Espero que nuestra amistad nunca termina~!”
SNAP!
The crane’s cord snapped…and a thousand pound cake of pure calories with delicious Pecha filling “sweetly” crushed me with squishy bits.
Cake frosting had spread all over the surrounding as everypony gasped.
Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich too gasped in horror as they stopped. They went off their tanks for my aide, along with the Mane Six, Spike, and Chrysalis. They hopped unto the cake and excavated for me.
As they tried to dug me out, Twilight demanded, “Have you two party planners both lost your minds?! With all those stunts you both just pulled, you could’ve hurt him! I even doubted he could heal himself or even acted—I don’t even know why he didn’t even do anything!”
“That’s okay,” Pinkie Pie nervously chuckled. “After all, cake is not hard as rock!”
“Maybe Iwano can’t breathe under,” Applejack anxiously guessed.
A few seconds later, they finally found my face and still breathing, but they frowned.
“Are you all right, Iwano?” Cheese Sandwich asked. “Your face looks…smiley.”
“Too smiley, to be exact,” Rarity corrected.
My eyes were widened almost to their limit, and I was freakishly and unnaturally grinning.
After moments of silence, Rainbow Dash worriedly asked, “Uh, are you okay, Green Wing—?”
I erupted out into the night sky maniacally laughing. Sugar surged through my nerves; hyperactivity filled my heart, and adrenaline coursing through my veins!
“I WANNA PARTY!!!” I cried out as I flew through town, about to party randomly with random ponies and gone wild as I continued to maniacally laugh.
My friends went off the cake and wiped themselves clean.
“At least Iwano is now in the spirit of enjoyment,” Chrysalis said.
“I’m not sure about his party attitude kicking in,” Cheese Sandwich said in his serious tone as he slapped up his hat out of nowhere unto his head. “That ain’t natural at all…”
“What do you mean?” Twilight asked with a hint of worry.
“Did anyone of you notice that his grin isn’t ‘normal’ and his eyes were freaky?” Cheese Sandwich asked as he each of his eyes rolled in different directions.
“You’re also like that, Cheese,” Rainbow Dash reminded. “Um, maybe rarely, or never, I think.”
“I know, but I literally had a strange feeling the moment I saw Iwano’s face.”
Twilight’s eyes widened and urgently looked at Fluttershy. The look on their faces said it all. She asked, “Where’s Pinkie Pie?”
“She’s probably partying with Iwano somewhere in Ponyville right now,” Fluttershy guessed.
“We have to go find him again,” my coach grumbled and sighed heavily. “Why does Green Wing always have to go away from our side?”
“And you girls know what would happen,” Twilight said.
The Mane Six gulped.
“But Pinkie’s with him,” Spike reminded. “It wouldn’t be all that bad, right? And does Iwano’s crazy laugh remind any of you of somepony?”
“But the pink pony apparently doesn’t take imperative situations seriously,” Chrysalis noted, “such as the possibility of Dissonance coming out any time. My guess, Twilight Sparkle, is that you speculated that Iwano’s sugar rush would cause Dissonance to take control of him…because of his unguarded mind right now?”
Twilight sternly nodded. “And apparently Iwano has told you some details on his dark element, correct? Anyways, Pinkie Pie probably didn’t realize or notice yet, I’m afraid. I want you all to help me find Iwano through this nightly party. With that hyperactivity of his, there’s no telling what kind of damage he would cause this time.”
Cheese Sandwich popped a megaphone out of his mane and announced to the crowds, “Alright, everypony, sorry but the goof off has been called off due to technical difficulties and will not continue!”
“Thanks, Cheese. Now, let’s get our hooves running!”

In another part of town, Pinkie Pie was jamming on a turntable with Vinyl Scratch as they both turned up the volume and played dubsteps for the party ponies around them.
I was rapidly dancing in the center in a clear circle while everypony cheered for me
“I never knew Iwano Imagination’s that of a crazy dancer!” Vinyl scratch said. “Woo-yeah! Iwano’s like wub-wubbin’ the dance floor like a turntable!”
“And he’s dancin’ away dances we never know!” Pinkie Pie added.
In my hyperactivity, I perfectly imitated every known dance moves I saw in music videos in Reality from the classics, jazzy ones to tech moves and K-pop styles. My grin was also wider than before, as if I was prepared to bite somepony off.
I never felt this uncontrollable happiness from sugar in a long time! The sweets they made in Sugarcube Corner were unlike I ever tasted. I believed Pinkie Pie was the one who backed that cake!
“Iwano!” the party mare called. “Yoo-hoo~! Catch!”
The moment Pinkie Pie prepared to hurtle a double-glazed, moderate raspberry colored, sprinkled and Pecha-filled cupcake, it levitated off her hoof and unto Twilight’s. Behind the princess were her friends, along with Cheese Sandwich and Chrysalis.
Because of the loud music, Twilight cried out to her pink friend, “You shouldn’t feed any more sweets to Iwano! He’s hyper!”
“Iwano is a piper?!” Pinkie Pie loudly asked.
“No, I said he’s hyper! Don’t feed him sugar!”
“Of course I don’t feed him boogers! They’re gross!”
“Tone down the volume and I’ll explain!”
“Did you say you’re lame or in pain?!”
“Just don’t make Iwano sugar crazy!”
“You want Iwano to be my sugar baby?!”
“I said stop feeding him sweets!”
“You said pop singing with beats?!”
Twilight exasperatingly sighed and plugged off the sound system, shutting down the music and the fun. Everypony whined in complaint, but Twilight ignored and went on to her explanation.
“Iwano must not eat anything high in sugar because he’s gonna go more hyper,” she finally explained clearly. “Theoretically speaking, since he still has Dissonance within, he could bring catastrophic party damage in Ponyville, Pinkie—maybe even worse than that mannequin riot and clone rampage! This cupcake”—the cupcake on her hoof was gone—“where is the cupcake?”
“It’s in his mouth, Sparkle,” Chrysalis plainly said as she pointed at me.
My whole body vibrated like a jackhammer as I made a quivering smile, eyes twitching and hair slightly frizzed. Everypony around me backed up nervously, as if backing away from a bomb.
“He’s definitely gonna go wub crazy, isn’t he?” Vinyl asked.
“Totally crazy,” Rainbow Dash agreed.
I screamed, “LET’S GET RIDICULOUS!!!”
Without hesitation, Applejack and Rainbow Dash lunged to me, but missed as I shot up blindingly into the clouds.
“Don’t worry, everypony!” my coach said as she went aloft. “I’m gonna—!”
Instantly, it rained—a downpour.
“Mango juice?” Applejack tasted the rain. “A milky typhoon and now a mango downpour? Has Iwano gone beyond crazy into a hectic?!”
Suddenly, cottages were being pulled out from the ground and floating in midair. Chocolate fondues erupted to even bigger fountains. Streamers came to life and wrapped random ponies in tangles. Balloons zapped electricity into any nearby pony into shock or paralysis.
“We need to stop Iwano!” Twilight exclaimed.
Rainbow Dash landed and said, “With a downpour like this, I can’t get close enough to him, and he can be anywhere in the clouds! This downpour feels different, like it’s pushing us down with tiny, multiple hooves!” She kicked a streamer away in desperation. “And the whole town’s in chaos again, Twi! Urgh! I’ll—I’ll try again, I’m not giving up!”
The Pegasus shot up again stubbornly for a second attempt.
“Princess Twilight!” Daisy and the rest of my Party Ripple friends ran towards the princess. “We’re here to serve and help.”
“Whoa, the whole town party is in a huge shindig,” Braeburn said as he adjusted his hat from the sweet rain.
“According to my calculations,” Gizmo said as he switched his party glasses into his goggles from his saddlebag, “if this prolongs, Ponyville will not only become a big mess, but also the town’s water reservoir and dam will overflow—“
“That would eventually flood the town,” Twilight finished Gizmo’s speculation, which gave her a horrified face just by imagining it. “Alright, everypony, we need to—”
“Twilight,” Pinkie Pie said. “You all should find a way to stop this while I get”—she grabbed her new saddlebag out of nowhere—“Iwano back!”
“Are you sure, Pinkie?” Fluttershy asked while keeping her sight on from her soggy mane. “You might get hurt by Iwano’s uncontrollable state!”
“I doubt you’d get unscathed,” Chrysalis muttered.
“Hey, shut your fang-y mouth, Chrysy!” Cheese Sandwich scolded. “Pinkie Pie can stop Iwano! In fact, she’ll stop him with my help! Right, Pinkie Pie?”
“She left.”
“What?!”
“Pinkie, come back!” Twilight called for her friend, but the whole party pandemonium drowned her voice. “Well, so much for an organized ordering, everypony. Let’s all do our best to minimize his chaos.
They all nodded in agreement and had split to their own tasks.
Twilight was left behind. She scanned the sky above, though she barely could see the clouds with mango juice blinding her.
“Where’s Rainbow?” she asked herself. “I think I have a spell that just might—there you are!”
The princess found her Pegasus friend resting on a floating cottage.
As she flew and came to Rainbow Dash, my coach said, “The downpour is so heavy my wings were beaten down! This is different than that milky typhoon and the other downpours I’d faced! Any ideas?”
“I thought you’d never ask,” Twilight replied. “Her horn glowed as she concentrated her magic, and casted a transparent and sparkling magenta coating on both themselves. “These magic coats allow us to withstand this strong downpour, enabling us to fly above to the clouds without difficulty against its pushing force. Let’s fly!”
Rainbow Dash and Twilight quickly shot to the sky to stop the chaotic partying Alicorn.

Her balloons floating her to the sky and surfacing through the clouds wasn’t affected by the downpour that would push her down, or pop the balloons by sharp rapid raindrops that would also prick her skin.
“I never meant any of this to happen,” Pinkie Pie sadly said. “I thought everything I’ve done to make Iwano happy was fine.” She grunted in confidence and smiled. “This is my mess, so I shall clean it ALL up—starting with Iwano~!”
As she surfaced out through the clouds and into the misty night above the party chaotic town, Pinkie Pie had luckily bumped into Rainbow Dash and Twilight.
“Pinkie!” the princess exclaimed. “It’s good to see you.”
“Twi, Rainbow? What are you two up here?” Pinkie Pie eccentrically asked.
“We’re here for the same thing,” my coach replied, “except we’re gonna work together on this. “In Iwano’s lunatic state, I think you can’t handle him alone.”
“But, I was the one who caused all of this, so I should fix everything.”
“Pinkie Pie, we’re your friends,” Twilight said. “And friends help their allies no matter what the situation would be even if it’s their fault—such as this one right now.”
Twilight struck Pinkie Pie with a beam. After that, the pink pony snapped her balloons’ strings, had sent them flying, and landed on the cloudy ground.
“How do you know Twilight casted that same spell on you?” Rainbow Dash asked as she and her Alicorn friend landed, too.
“Just a hunch~!” Pinkie Pie grinned.
Maniacal laughter echoed in the night sky…
“I’m now beginning to get sick of this,” Rainbow Dash grumbled. “I really don’t wanna say this, but Iwano’s giving us a pretty bumpy time with him even though he’s not in his semi-Dissonance state or what.”
“Speaking of Dissonance, which I don’t even wanna talk about,” Twilight said “since he became beyond hyper by Pinkie’s cupcake, there might be a chance Dissonance would take advantage of Iwano again.” But Fluttershy didn’t sense any. Why…?
Landing in from of them unexpectedly, the girls were startled to see their green friend with his psychotic smile, widened and almost dilated eyes, and frizzy mane.
“Hi, girls…!” I slowly greeted with twitching eyes. “Wanna paaaaaarty?”
“Iwano,” Pinkie Pie cautiously said. “I really loved to join and party with you, but I’m asking you to please stop this before ponies would get ouched?”
“Why should I stop~?! It’s been a loooooong tiiiime since I’ve been like this—and I gotta thank you for that, my good friend~! You’ve certainly,” I gave her a noogie, “made me smile, smile, SMILE~!”
“But, Iwano, you’re getting nuttier than my peanut ice cream—”
I disturbingly licked my lips. “Yummy~! I love peanuts~!”
“Everypony would hate you if you keep this up! Do you even care about them—?”
“Them who?!”
“The Ponyville citizens!”
“What about them?!”
“Iwano!” Pinkie Pie shrieked, which caught my full attention this time. “Listen: You’re going insane and you’re gonna hurt somepony if you keep this up! Your magic is going cuckoo all over Ponyville and you’re whole party is ruined—again! I’m begging to you as a friend, so please control yourself and stop this!”
“Pinkie Pie, since when did you practice negotiating rationally and diplomatically?” Twilight asked in amazement.
“I listened to your boring speeches last week, Twilight,” the party pony replied with a grin, which offended the princess a little. “So, will you stop this now, Iwano?”
“…NNOPE!” I replied and shot up into the air doing aerodynamics in mockery.
Rainbow Dash smacked her forehead and said, “Pacifying ain’t gonna do a thing, Pinkie! What we should really do is knock him out!”
“Iwano!” Pinkie Pie yelled out for me. “Do you want the easy way, the medium way, the average way, the hard way, or the rock hard way?!”
In reply, I conjured and about rained down mango cream pies on the girls. My coach ducked down deep into the cloud ground unseen and Twilight conjured a shield only for herself—while the rest had hit and splattered my pink friend into white-yellow sweet cream.
Twilight gasped at her messy friend and disappear her shield as Rainbow Dash came out of hiding. “Pinkie Pie, I’m so sorry that I didn’t protect you, too!” the princess pleadingly apologized. “I hesitated on that one—”
Pinkie Pie raised her hoof, and slowly wiped her face, revealing her eyes to be austere.
“The rock hard way it is,” she grimly decided. “Twilight, Rainbow, you two get outta here. Things are gonna get ugly…”
Before Twilight could protest, Rainbow Dash raised her hoof in front of her friend. The look on my coach probably told the princess that Pinkie Pie knew what to do.
“Alright, Pinkie, we’ll leave this up to you then,” Twilight said. “Rainbow and I are gonna further minimize the chaos below. Good luck!”
The two mares left their pink friend.
“Why are you still here~?!” I asked as I landed. “You’re gonna miss the party—!”
Pinkie Pie instantly and without hesitation with flaring eyes brought out from her saddlebag and targeted me with a dark pink gatling gun with candy ammunition. The pink pony had gone lethal.
“EAT CANDY!!!” she cried out, and somehow pulled the trigger.
I yelped and flew around, dodging the sweet carnage from the muzzle of that pink pony’s weapon. How in Equestria was she able to thought of that? That was impossible, and crazy!
“Looks like somepony is being a killjoy~!” I teased and hysterically laughed.
Pinkie Pie grunted, and switched her gatling gun back into her saddlebag, and brought out a light pink bazooka-like weapon. She handled it like any other soldier I saw in Reality, which was a bit awesome.
I flew around laughing that I didn’t realize she pulled the trigger, blasting a mini-rocket—that must had been a rocket launcher or something. I veered away to dodge, but it followed—a heat seeker.
I couldn’t concentrate to dodge anymore or teleport due to my rational anxiety, thus I was hit into a pink explosion. I’d been hit by many of these in my journey, and this was my first pink one. I was also getting tired of getting exploded. Luckily and naturally, my guts didn’t spill everywhere, as usual. I crash landed on cloudy ground, and I was tied up in a net—that missile had a net, too? It was pretty impressive, ‘cause this way, I was rendered immobile to fly and I couldn’t still concentrate on my magic.
After that hit, I felt vertigo from my fall. Why didn’t I crash land on earthly ground instead? Well, at least this crash was softer than soil.
Pinkie Pie carefully approached me as if I were an easily startled pigeon ready to quickly fly, except I was all in tangles. Her eyes were still austere, which now made me uneasy now that my senses were slowly coming back.
“Are you a-okay now, Iwano?” she asked.
After being hit, I could barely move or talk, nonetheless I was a-okay. But I felt dizzier than a Pegasus riding on the Dizzitron. I felt the sugar rush subsiding, giving me my proper senses back.
Suddenly, I remembered everything from the goof off up ‘til this point in tangles. I tried my best to avoid sweets for the whole day, because I would become that state I had been. When I ate the Pecha berries from the Everfree Forest, they didn’t get me crazy ‘cause I ate them all the time before in the Pokémon world in which I was half-Pokémon (long story). I guessed Pecha baked into an Equestrian pastry might have a different effect on me, since I wasn’t half-Pokémon here. In my sugar rush, I now remembered that I caused a party pandemonium to the town, I might had hurt the citizens, and most of all, ruined the party—my party—in which the two party planners rearranged just for me, the newcomer.
“I’m sorry, Iwano,” Pinkie Pie apologized as she easily freed me from this net, her expression softening into that sweet and cute face of hers. “I have to do that ‘cause you were crazy. You were a great party doer~! But, things didn’t turn out well when you, um, stretched it too far.”
“…What have I done,” I whispered miserably as I covered my eyes. “This is entirely my fault—”
“It’s not your fault!” she snapped.
And then, my realization also snapped me to my answer, and the whole reason for my uncontrollable state.
“Yes, this wasn’t my entire fault, Pinkie Pie,” I agreed as I stood up and wiped dirt from myself. “In fact, this was all your fault!”
“That’s why I wanna say I’m sorry, Iwano,” the pink pony apologized again as she shook profusely. “I never knew you—”
“If you have such a sharp memory, then you remembered what I’d just said back in the boutique, right?”
“I do, it’s just that I and Cheese thought you were too shy to judge or join in, so he and I needed to push you to enjoy.”
“Instead, you pushed me to almost destroying the town!”
“I’m sorry, really sorry—”
Pinkie Pie was such an irritating pony, so talkative and careless of my feelings that I blasted her far away from Ponyville, screaming and probably hurt, like what I wanted to happen.
As I flew to the Everfree Forest in which my Aura sense told me of where I shot her to, my face began to swell in anger, and regretted of ever even accepting myself to that ridiculous party. I took back every good thing I’d ever thought about that pink pony I had despised her from the very beginning for I had predicted back in Imaginundia that she could become a conflict to my peaceful balance…and she was, unfortunately.
Pinkie Pie deserved to hear what I thought and felt about her.
Thanks to my Aura sense, I spotted the pink pony on the ground covered under a pink parachute. I didn’t care if she’s gotten hurt, but I did care of how the hay could that bag produce a chute. Now, I wanted to give her a piece of my mind!
After she uncovered herself and I landed, the annoying pony rubbed her bruised left hoof as she complained, “Why did you do that? You would’ve killed me, Iwano!”
“So sorry for not trying hard to do so!” I exclaimed.
Pinkie Pie comically gasped in shock. “You—you were really trying to kill me?”
I snorted. “Likely yes, but not completely, for Ponyville still needs a cheerful loud-mouth to raise their spirits after what have happened to the whole town. That blast was for offering me a giant cake in the goof off, you lousy mare!”
Her lips quivered slowly quivered to shame and her eyes gradually grew to hurt. “B-but I said I’m sorry! I n-never meant any of this to happen, and to you! All I wanted was to be able to make you happy and feel welcome in Ponyville with open and happy hooves. I also never even knew you’d be hyper. “She drooped gloomily. “I’m sorry about everything…I’m sorry that I’ve caused you to do all that to Ponyville into a total mess. I—I wished we’d spend more time together and get to know each other, that way we’d know our dos and don’ts. Again, I’m very, truly, and really sorry, Iwano. Could you forgive me?”
“…No.”
Pinkie Pie blinked. “What? Why?”
I heavily sighed.
“Your party was great and all for the ponies in town with Cheese Sandwich, but honestly, I never wanted one—especially a party from the likes of you. You didn’t even think deep enough of what I’d feel of all of this. I even asked that this whole tomfoolery would turn out like Rainbow Dash’s last birthdeversary...And it had, but I even worse. I read your mind back in the boutique, and it was full of uncertainty but you had set it aside instead of acknowledging it for me. In other words, you knew I never wanted any of this! You threw the party and that accursed goof off albeit you knew I wanted none, and you thought I was too shy! And now, what happened to Ponyville, huh? I caused major damages, yes, but the main root of all that was you, Pinkie Pie! You do also have qualities I greatly dislike: You’re loud, annoying, nonsensical, ridiculous, six-mouthed, silly, un-serious, insensitive, and STUPID!!!”
I stopped to catch my breath. I never felt complaining anger like this in a long time, and it felt great. Pinkie Pie broke down to silent tears, which meant it was working.
“B-but I’m sorry,” she sadly croaked. “I Pinkie Promise to f-fix all this. I also h-have a p-p-present—”
“Write down, remember and let this be a lesson,” I abruptly continued. “NOT everypony want a good laught for some of them could find happiness in peaculness—and that the way you act in the most impossible and silly behavior is just plain stupid that somepony would hate you for just that, Pinkamena Diane Pie!!!”
I said that last part from the top of my lungs that I thought I lost my oxygen. Well, sompeony had to tell her eventually, and that probably already put her to a stop to her nonsensicalities.
And then I remembered Ponyville. I should immediately get going and leave this pathetic pink pony to sulk in this ominous forest of the night. But before I left, I asked her, “Anything to say before I leave to Ponyville to help repair the damages you have caused, hmm?”
Pinkie Pie sniffed with flooded eyes tearfully streaming down her face full of depression.
“I am sorry,” she weakly apologized again with twitching eyes. “I am so, so sorry—”
“Goodbye!” I snapped. Pinkie Pie flinched with twitching ear and eyes, and I brusquely went to Ponyville in a trot.
I noticed her eyes and ears were twitching strangely. Not only that, I also noticed her head vibrating slightly as if I had hit a bell angrily into a sad pink bell.
It was still night and I wasn’t sleepy at all. It must had been some leftover “residue” of sugar rush within me that kept me up. I glanced at my watch, and widened my eyes in surprise—2:10 AM.
That was okay. In Imaginundia, Lentae and I always had adventures in the night, and would last for hours. One time in a war, it lasted from nine to five in the morning, Reality time.
I hoped everypony was alright, especially for the Mane Six, my Party Ripple friends, Cheese Sandwich, and Queen Chrysalis. I wasn’t just worried of the town and citizens’ conditions; I was also worried about being hated. Thanks to Pinkie Pie, there’d be a big chance the majority of pony folk there to dislike me, and in hopeless thoughts, the Mane Six defending me wouldn’t be enough. I doubted my factual explanation would convince them—
A pink knife shot past me, inches away from my ears, and had hit a nearby tree with such balance and accuracy.
My body was paralyzed, my heartbeat again rapid, and my muscles tensed. I didn’t wanna look back, but my head did.
Standing right there where Pinkie Pie stood was a pink pony of darker contrast with a more psychotic grin than my own hyper version. She wore Pinkie Pie’s new saddlebag, and held a knife with a shaky hoof, as if there were ready to be thrown. Her eyes were so wide and pupils were small that it was enough to make me scream hysterically. Her most catching and memorable feature was her flat-straight mane. But her whole appearance in general was the scariest—I wished I’d never met her in pony.
I was just here motionless, but my hooves insisted me to run for my life. I had yet again but grievingly regretted my biggest mistake to the party pony. I wished for the sun to rise, but she was probably still asleep.
I would never ever forget that mare’s creepy and melancholic voice before the moment I dashed off…
Pinkamena asked, “Do you want some cupcakes…?”