Pinkie left us further after that, almost 2 years after.
It was the middle of winter.
In the middle of winter, I had my walks, but Twilight and Pinkie and I had no picnicks.
It was a frosty day. Freezing cold. All of the remaining Elements of harmony were huddled in my house, tucked up in warm blankets and reading fingr-licking-good boks infront of the roaring fire.
It would have been a good winter.
If pinkie had'nt left.
Anyway, so i decide to look outdsie into the howling snowstorm, to see just in case there were no wondering little filles, maybe half frozen on the sidewalk. Well, I could'nt. The dam door was snowed in. I couldnt open it one crack. It was pretty funny, because that meant my friends were forced to stay here untill maybe even spring.
Luckily we had enough food.
So, for three days we stayed cooped up.
One day, I got up to go make some sandwiches. Whistling to myself, I wrestled the mustard bottle open.
I heard a thump, like someone fell of a chair, And then an 'oh no...' that came from twilight.
Thinking the worst, I blasted into the room, shouting “what, what?”
Twilight pointed to pinkie, motionless on the floor, grey.
“oh no...” I echoed her.
“Oh, applejack, this isnt good. We cant get out of the house. Well just have to watch over her. Give her a good last hour.”
So, we picked her up, put her on my bed, lots of blankets. We gave her the best head pillow I had, and she wore up smiling.
“-cough- Im gonna die, arent I?”
I nodded, smiling but tears streaming freely.
“I need to tell you guys something before it happens.”
Me and twilight leaned in close as she whispered her last words.
“-cough- theres a present for each of you, I hid them in the stove.”
And with a chuckle, she smiled and died.
The presets were a new quil, inkwell, and book for twilight.
The inkqell was decorated with miniature figures of luna and celestia, rising the sun and the moon. The quil matched the inkwell. The book was actaully a journal, and on the cover there were three baloons, matching in colour and sise Pinkie's cutie mark.
My present was a hat, embroidered with balloons the same as on twilight's Journal. Inside the hat was a note. It said:
Dear Twilight and Applejack.
I kinda had a feeling that my time was coming. I could feel it. I was hoping that I could tell you about these, if I didint, then SUPRISE!!! I love you two, too much for words. Ill tell the rest of us that you said hi, up in heaven. Please burry me next to Rarity, as we have been doing for the past few years of sadness. Like I said, I knew my time was comming.
Infinite hugs and parties,
Pinkie pie. :D
Twilight's journal contained the same letter.
Later that spring, we were dressed in black as she placed a pink coffin in the hole. The pink aurora that surrounded it went out, and we said our final farewell.
Then we burried her, Put the tombstone and sat down for a picnick with our 4 friends.