//------------------------------// // Chapter 3 // Story: Pinkie's twisted world // by tyion //------------------------------// Pinkie was able to remember every single nightmare she had since that night, the first ones were rather harmless. She dreamed about herself working in the rock farm again, because she was expelled from ponyville by her friends. Nevertheless the pink pony never lost faith in them. She always talked herself into believing that those were just dreams, and were in no way connected to reality. But as time flew by the dreams got worse and worse. One, in particular, summoned first doubts about the loyalty of her friends. It was the seventh day after her nightmares started. She did not sleep for three days because she was too scared about what she could experience if she would do so. But the exhaustion got to her as she fell asleep against every attempt to stay awake. Pinkie was standing right in front of Carousel Boutique; she was having an appointment with Rarity. Walking inside, she took a glimpse at the white unicorn and saw that she was busy talking to another pony. Not wanting to impose she sat down on a chair and waited. "Oh hello Pinkie, what are you here for?" Rarity asked once she saw that Pinkie was waiting. "Oh hi Rarity! You told me that you have a special dress only for me, remember?" With those words being said the unicorn burst into laughter. Several seconds passed before she spoke up again "Oh Darling. How would you get the Idea that I would make anything for YOU?" "But, but you said that..." Pinkie stammered, being shocked at the answer she just received "To be clear, I do not work for the kind of pony you are. Now, hush, get out. I have work to do" Everything around her started to dissolve into darkness. A voice inside of her head echoed "She really is generous, isn't she? But don't worry. You'll get your own pretty dress in due time." A couple of seconds passed before Pinkie found herself being in Fluttershy's cottage, she was here because she hurt herself and wanted the yellow pegasus to take a look at it. "Fluttershy? Are you here?" she exclaimed while observing the room around her. "Uhm, yes... Who is it?" a timid voice called and Fluttershy appeared, walking down the stairs from her room. "It's me, Pinkie! I fell down today and hurt myself, it's bleeding a lil bit and so I figured I let you inspect it, because your kind of an expert, aren't you?" "Haahaha. Pinkie you really are stupid! Are you too retarded to walk straight or why did you fell down? Stupid little pony" "No... I just..." she started but Fluttershy laughter made it impossible for her to finish. Once again, everything around her vanished into darkness, and 'her' voice resounded "Her kindness really IS unrivalled, isn't it? You should make her bleed aswell!" "Hey there, Sugarcube. Are ya feelin mighty fine again?" the farmer pony asked when she saw that her friend was now conscious again "Uhm, yes I'm feeling good, what happened?" Pinkie wondered while rubbing her head, she was feeling pretty woozy and confused about why she was in Applejacks barn. "I hav' no buckin Idea, but now that ya feel better again, could ya leave my property?" Applejack replied with a harsh tone. When her friend simply stared at her and raised an eyebrow she spoke up again "Ya heard me right, miss. Get off ma property!" "But, I thought we were friends!" Pinkie argued "Oh, for goodness sake. I was lying the whole time; I can't stand ya not the tiniest bit. You and ya'r silly parties can buck right off and never come back again" "This is just a joke isn't it?" Pinkie sobbed out Applejack turned around, facing the other pony now. Their gaze's met and locked onto each other. "As the element of Honesty and stuff, I swear, Pinkie Pie swear even. That I never, ever liked you" Pinkie closed her eyes, not wanting to believe what Applejack just said to her. "Oh, so much for Honesty... Let me think, who is next?" 'She' laughed inside of Pinkie's Moments later Pinkie was trotting alongside Dash, they were on their way to Zecora's hut, which was located in the everfree forest. "So why are we doing this, Dashie?" Pinkie asked while bouncing up and down next to the cyan pegasus "I crashed into Twilights bookshelves again and she has to clean it up now, the least I could do was to get her the book she needed from Zecora" Dash replied with a sigh "Mhm. Okie Dokie L-" the pink pony fell down a hole before she was able to finish her response. The hole was not deep enough to cause any major injuries, but it was slowly filling itself up with dirt. Pinkie was barely able to move her hooves now, because of the added weight of the soil. "Dash! Help me, get me out of here!" Pinkie cried out while frantically trying to move her hooves. "No can do. I have places to be. See you around- or not!" Dash stated with a maniac laughter. The hole was now rapidly filling with mud and Pinkie desperately tried to breath, but soon the dirt covered her mouth and she was not able to see anything anymore. "My, my that's what I call loyalty! You should make her suffocate on her own blood!" Pinkie felt how the weight on her began to fade. Opening her eyes, she realized that she was now in the library and all of her so called friends gathered around the pink pony. "Pinkie Pie" Twilight spoke up "Yes?" she replied with a weak voice, not having the strength to be any louder after all that she just experienced "We have decided that you are no longer our friend." the lavender unicorn announced with a cold voice. "Why?" Pinkie wanted to hear the reasoning behind this decision. "Why? WHY?" her friends broke into laughter. "Oh it's easy, without laughter there can't be any friendship. And you are no longer qualified to represent the element of laughter" Dash stated dryly and everypony around her started to fade away and only she was left, standing alone in the darkness. "Oh poor Pinkie Pie, what's the matter? Why aren't you laughing or atleast smiling" 'her' voice chided inside of her head. "Why are you doing this to me?" "Me? I am doing nothing, I'm just an observant. It's your so called friends which left you all alone; after all I'm still here with you, am I not? Now come on! Smile!" With those words resounding inside of her mind Pinkie was forced a smile. She tried not to but her body moved on her own and created a smile on her lips, while in contrary her eyes were dropping tears of despair. "Oh, don't worry. I will teach you how to smile and be happy again." Pinkie awoke with a gasp, she was sweating and her pillow was wet from her tears which streamed down from her red eyes. "It just got worse and worse" Pinkie said, she could still remember every single dream she had from that day forth. It still made her stomach twist and created an urge to vomit whenever she thought about those nightmares. Yet, she liked it. That was what made her sick the most, she enjoyed it. She liked thinking about the dreams because it sent waves of pleasure throughout her entire body. They were all similar; 'she' was torturing another pony. First it were complete strangers, then family, and most recently even her best friends. Pinkie had no control over her body in this dreams, she was nothing more than an observant. Yet, she always tried to stop it, just to wake up or make her body obey to her again, because she was disgusted, not by all the blood which the dreams contained, or the desperate screams of her victims. She was mostly disgusted by herself, by what she felt during the whole procedure. "Stop denying it Pinkie, you like what I do in your dreams as much as I do, after all I AM you" 'her' voice told her "No, I am not like you" "Stop lying to yourself, you can fool everyone but me. I know what your heart desires; you will have to give in sooner or later. Why not just accept it? It's your inevitable personality" ===== Once Dash finished reading the book, which was given to her by Pinkie. The cyan pegasus was in denial, she did not want to believe what she just read. Pinkie, one of the most juvenile and innocent ponies she knew, had those kind of twisted dreams? It made no sense to her. Why did she have them? Then a realization hit Dash. Pinkie was dealing with these tainted dreams all alone? Why didn't she tell her sooner? She had to go and help her cope with this, questions could be asked later. Getting on her hooves, she rapidly burst through her door towards Sugarcube Corner. Almost everypony had gone to bed, and the moon was high in the sky, illuminating her way through the sleepy town. She arrived at the bakery in a matter of minutes and gently landed in front of the door. "Pinkie? Are you awake?" she called while knocking at the door. A couple of seconds passed before the door was answered. Pinkie opened the door slightly to see who it is, upon recognizing its Dash she let her in. "Pinkie... I just finished reading the book you gave me." Dash explained as she trotted inside "Oh, that's great" Pinkie responded dryly. "Why didn't you tell me sooner what was going on? I could've helped you! You don't have to go through this alone, that's what I, as a friend, am here for" "Oh, that's good to know. But Dash you should really take a nap now, you seem tired" "Take a nap?" Dash asked in confusion. Suddenly Pinkie hit Rainbow's head with the backside of a knife, making her fall into unconsciousness "Good work, now bring her to the basement. You know what to do? After all, we had enough practice in our dreams, didn't we?" Pinkie grabbed Dash's body and brought her down the cellar. Step by step, careful not to hurt her on her way down. She prepared everything already; hook and knife both were lying right next to her. She struggled as she placed her on the table. Picking up a knife, she readied herself to make a firm cut. But hesitated before doing so. She made another attempt, but couldn't go through it again. "Silly little Pinkie you have grown colder, time for Pinkamena to take over. Let me finish the job you have started." Pinkie did no try to fight it this time. She just let it happen, not being able to hold out any longer in the agony she was in. Her eyes suddenly changed, from her usual blue, wide with joy filled eyes into red, bloodshot and cold eyes which were not indicating any emotion she was feeling. She poured the neck, making an incision. When her victim opened her eyes in shock "Pinkie?"