Just as Pinkie felt like she had defeated all competition, another spy had to come into Ponyville. It was unusual. She would see a golden figure sitting in the center of a room, arms and legs spread, head hanging to the side - then she'd look up, and it'd disappear with a flash. She only managed to see it once.
It was a bear - like the Freddy fella that had appeared the day before - but golden, with empty, lifeless eyes and a limp, corpse-like body. No matter how much she looked at it, it wouldn't disappear this time. It just sat there, staring at her, expressionless.
Without a second thought, she leaped at the bear, smothering it with her mane and gripping it around the neck. It fell limply, and she felt triumph.
Well, until it fought back.
It screeched, the kind of screech that made normal mares bleed out of their ears, and rolled out from underneath her. It tackled her to the ground, screeching even louder, it's eyes filled with energy and life. Then it laughed.
It's laugh began at that of a child's, making Pinkie go limp in surprise, then it slowed down and turned demonic, the girly shrieks turning to horrific wails. She froze in shock as it put it's paws around her neck.
She clamped her eyes shut. This was the end...
...Any minute now...
Pinkie opened her eyes when she felt the fake fur of the golden bear press up against her cheek and torso, and heard a girly squeal. "Daaaaw!" It squeaked, "A cute lil' pony! Freddy was right, this world is adorable!"
Pinkie paused. "What?"
It squealed again. "It can talk too?! Even cuter!" She was pushed back, the same deep eyes looking at her with love. She no longer felt scared, and her deflated mane puffed back up to it's former glory.
"Hi there Mr. Bear! What's your name? How do you know Freddy? Why are you golden?"
The bear pushed a paw up to her mouth, giggling. "My name is Golden Freddy - but you can call me Goldie - Freddy is my brother, and I'm golden because... well... I don't know."
Pinkie smiled. "Do you like raspberry swirl cake?"
Goldie's eyes lit up. "You should be asking who doesn't!"
And thus, the two strange creatures nibbled at cake throughout the night, not noticing the small unicorn filly peeking out from a basket. SOON.