//------------------------------// // Ch8: Visit // Story: AppleCakes // by Agalakachikaboum //------------------------------// A deadly silence filled the room as Apple Pie turned her head around to look at the open window. Pinkie has left in the Everfree forest, she was gone since a long time. The time stopped in the small house. The two mares, now followed by the others who only took the time to see the disappearance of Pinkie Pie, were looking at the turned pegasus, eyes widened. A.P. sighed as she tilted her head back to the visitors; she was visibly sorry, for Pinkie, and she even expressed a drop of pity. She closed her eyes and pointed her head to the floor. "You could of been nice to her and at least show a sign," she said. "Be nice with her?" asked Rainbow Dash, completely astonished. "You want me to... Be NICE with HER?!" she burst immediately in anger, her eyes spitting fire at the apple-color mare. "She tried to KILL me! How can I be nice with her!" she flew her wings open, but as Applejack tried to hold her for jumping into her, she was surprised to see the cyan mare wasn't even moving an inch. "She was sad," said Apple Pie, trying to take the pink pony's defense. "Don't you want to have somepony comfort you when you feel sad?" Dash paused for a second, thinking the pegasus was right, but then her anger took the control over her once more. "You try to protect her! You are with her! You want to kill us all!!!" and at the last word, she flew up and prepared herself to strike. Thankfully, Applejack was prepared for her to do so, so she stopped her on time. She pull on her, making her fall back on the ground. "Pinkie is my friend," said the apple color pony. Rainbow Dash's eyes widened. She didn't need any more explanation from the mare to understand what she meant, and A.P. knew that well. Rainbow Dash was Pinkie's friend as well. When Pinkie was down, she and the girls used to cheer her up like always. This time, she let her flee, sad and depressed. The question she now asked to herself is, am-I still her friend? The question repeated again and again. Normally, if somepony would ask her, she'd answer no, because she didn't want nopony to know her real feelings. But, deep inside her, she never hated Pinkie. The pink mare is still her friend, in the inside. Her friendship is like poison to the cyan pegasus, and she can't control it. « And I know she is yours too, » the light orange pegasus said coldly, before getting up and passing next to the group and leaving downstairs. Her look was icy and showed no expression. The mares stood once more without talking, but this time, it wasn't as deadly. Everypony was thinking, their minds swirling around. The only pony who didn't enjoy the silence was Rainbow Dash, who was sad and lost inside. She wanted to get out of that hidden world the fastest possible. « I think we should leave, » said Twilight, turning around to the stairs and walking down to the exit. Each of them followed, without any argue nor refusal. They went out in the cold night silently, leaving each in their own directions. -- Rainbow Dash was sitting on the border of her bed, in the darkness of her room. She was thinking about Apple Pie’s words, over and over again. She is yours too, she had said. Was Pinkie still her friend? Her body said no but her mind said yes. Dash was all mixed up, lost in her feelings. She had never felt like this before, never that extremely. She couldn’t sleep, not even close an eye. She knew she would regret it the next morning, since the weather program of tomorrow was a very long and tough job. But she couldn’t blame herself. She looked at her ceiling, completely lost. Her mind went blank and her eyes blinded. She lost her connection with the world, with her mind, and body. She was only a soul; a soul trying to find the truth between mind and body. The cold wind of the outdoor awoke her and shot her back to her body. She swore she had closed the windows, as she barely could fly that afternoon in the icy cold that brought the wind. As she blinked several times to find the light, she saw a silhouette approach her from the window. The mare was of a bright pink color, and her sea blue eyes reflected the light of the moon. She had straight, reddish pink hair, going down till the beginning of her hooves. The pony was staring emotionlessly at Dash, as it slowly came closer and closer to the Pegasus pony. “P-Pinkie…?” she rainbow mare stammered. But the earth pony didn’t reply, neither did she seem to have any reaction to Dash’s words. She stopped at the foot of the bed, right next to the cyan blue mare, where she got up on her two rear hooves and wrapped her front ones around her friend’s neck. Rainbow Dash’s eyes widened, completely took aback by that move. She felt a tear swipe down Pinkie’s cheek, but couldn’t do anything to stop it flowing. They both stood there, speechless, as they gave each other a warm hug. A long while after, the pink pony finally let go. She backed up, and then stopped some inches away, letting Dash see her face, filled with tears but smiling. After, she u-turned back to the window, jumping down its icy air. Dash stared at Pinkie, not understanding a thing of what just happened. Pinkie came. Gave her a hug. Then jumped by the window. Jumped by the window! Dash remembered. She galloped to it, looking down. She saw the end of her castle, and then only a small amount of clouds following it. Under, only the grassy plain. No Pinkie, crashed on the ground, deadly injured. Dash sighed, remembering some words she used to say often back in time. Pinkie is full of surprises. And indeed, she was. She came out of nowhere, hugged her for an unknown reason, and then jumped by the window and is probably still alive. But, though, she had discovered something that night, something that she regretted. She discovered that her body said yes as well.