This is war. You thought. Failure is not an option. The simplest mistake can cost you everything.
You snuck around the small town of Ponyville, hoping that she wouldn’t be there to strike. You reach into your pack, and take out a part of your food supply, a simple energy bar.
Wait, what if...You take a small bite out of it. Good, it’s not...Wow this is good...No...focus. You continue walking down the streets back to your house. Shifting your eyes back and forth to check for a surprise attack. You looked real subtle like that, with everypony walking normally down town square while you looked like everything and anything was out to get you. Yeah, subtle like a train wreck. On a boat. On fire. You looked like something was about to blow up. And if any other pony was in your horseshoes, they’d act the same way. Everypony else wasn’t aware as they happily trotted outside that Ponyville was the venue for a war. A war that might change your life forever. All you had to do was get to your house, and you’d be safe...
After 5 minutes of pure persistent panic and paranoia, you finally reached your house. Your humble 1 story house. The only real defining thing about it was that you had planted bushes as a perimeter. It wasn’t exactly a million bit mansion, but it was home. You breathed a sigh of relief as you slowly opened your door to your san-
SPLASH!
You just stood there. Your entire body soaking wet with water. You looked up and saw a bucket above the door on the outside of your house. It was painted to blend into the color of your house. The bucket had a hinge that by the looks of it, would be activated by some remote...
“Heehee...”
What was that? Where did that come from? I-it couldn’t be her, could it?
“Hee hee ha ha!”
It is her, who else could it be?
“Pinkie...” you say, “I know you’re there. Come out.”
Giggling, a pink earth pony with fluffy pink hair hopped out of your bushes. A camo hat covered in branches adorned her cranium. In her mouth, a small remote with a single button on it. Well, there’s the remote... However, it soon dropped out of her mouth when she just fell on the ground, roaring with laughter.
“Ha ha ha! Looks like I gotcha again!” The pink earth pony got out between laughs. You sighed, and gave out a few chuckles with her. She’s good...
You knew her as your frienemy, Pinkie Pie. You two were close friends. You were also currently at war with her. A prank war. It all started as a joke when you replaced the sugar with salt when you were helping her bake cookies. It was all in good fun, and then it was also all in good fun when she replaced your shampoo with green dye. The next thing you know, practically every day there was a prank going on between you two. Whether it was you putting itching powder on her blanket or her replacing your ketchup with super-spicy hot sauce, you two were always tricking each other. Every prank topping the other. Trying to get the other to give up. This war has been going on for a month now. And to be honest, some days you just wanted to surrender and end it. But at that moment, you would come up with a great prank that would always work. So you continued in the battle. But as of now, you were plotting your next strike...
Maybe if I get some whipped cream and...no, that wouldn’t work. What if I get a joy buzzer an-No, too obvious...What about getting some poison joke and...no, she already knows what happened with that...Wow, I’m running out of ideas...
“Hey! Remember me?”
You snapped out of your plotting and remembered that Pinkie was still there...And right in front of you. With her cyan eyes staring directly into yours...Wait, what are you doing? This is no time to be falling in love with the enemy! This is war, not a love story!
“O-oh yeah! Heh...you really got me good there, Pinkie!” You forced out, still planning your prank.
“Aww, I’m glad you’re still such a good sport about this!” she said, patting you on the head like you were a little foal.
Pinkie Pie, you are so random...
You smiled, this month has been really busy thanks to her. Otherwise it might have been boring day after boring day for you. Maybe when this war was over, you’d thank her for making your life more interesting...maybe. But as of now, you were still wet, and needed to dry off.
“Well, I gotta get back into my house to dry off. See ya soon, Pinkie!” Just not in a friendly way...
“Okie dokie loki! Bye bye!” And with that, the pink pony bounced off, still giggling from her trick.
You stared at her as she bounded away. It was mesmerizing to see her bounce away like that...Smiling as she didn’t have a care in the world. She looked awfully cute with that smile of hers...No, focus! You need a revenge scheme, and it needs to be big! You shook your head and trotted into your house. You had scheming to do.