"Anyone's seen Pinkie Pie?" Applejack asked. Her and the girls were at school, talking at their lockers. They haven't seen Pinkie in days, and that usually happens when she's sad.
"Oh no. Pinkie's in a slump again," Rainbow said.
"NO! NOT THE HAIR!" Fluttershy silently yelled. She grabbed Rarity's shirt and yelled,"NOT THE STRAIGHT HAIR!"
"Fluttershy, calm down!" Rarity said.
"Where's the paper bag?" Applejack asked.
"On it!" Rainbow reached into her locker and grabbed a brown paper bag. She opened it up and turned Fluttershy around, putting it in her hands. She breathed into it quickly, then started to slow down.
"Okay. Now that the Fluttershy situation is under control, FOR NOW, what can we do about Pinkie?" Rarity asked.
"Maybe we should ask Cheese. He was the last one to talk to her," Rainbow said, closing her locker.
"Good idea, Dash. Let's go," Applejack said, starting to walk away. Raroty grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
"We just can't walk right up to him and ask as if we're ganging up on him. That sounds rude," She said. She let go of Applejack's wrist.
"Well, how else are we gonna ask him?" Applejack asked.
"Probably when no one is looking directly at a certain person," she said, pointing at a still breathing Fluttershy, and then a crowd full of people looking at her. Fluttershy noticed, and quickly hid behind Rarity.
"Okay, fine. After school, we'll ask him, alright?" Applejack said.
"Alright!" Everyone said in agreement.
The school bell rung throughout the halls to signal everyone that the school day was over. Students rushed to their lockers and grabbed the books that they needed for homework and put them in their bookbags. Teachers were grateful that they had survived another day in that high school. The students rushed out of the school to go home or other places, while four stayed to greet a certain person. These four particular people walked up to Cheese, a fellow schoolmate of theirs.
"Hey, Cheese? Seen Pinkie lately?" Applejack asked. Cheese turned around to face four girls looking directly at him.
"No, sorry. She's been pretty down though after she got in trouble," Cheese said. The girls gasped, for they knew that Pinkie had never gotten in real trouble before.
"Why did she get in trouble?" Rarity asked.
"Because...she slept over my house?" Cheese turned his sentence into a question. The girls' eyes went wide. Then there was an awkward silence. Applejack was the first to speak.
"So, you're tellin' me that Pinkie Pie slept over YOUR house?!" Applejack asked, squinting her eyes at him.
"Um..*gulp*…yes?" Cheese said. Applejack grabbed his shirt.
"YOU'RE the reason why Pinkie got into trouble?!" Applejack asked sharply.
"Applejack, put him down," Rarity said.
"Yeah. You're scaring Fluttershy again," Rainbow said, looking at a nearly shaking Fluttershy. Applejack put the poor boy down.
"I-I need to see Pinkie. C'mon guys. And you-" Applejack pointed at Cheese,"-you go home."
"Sincere apologies, darling. Applejack's just a concerned friend, that's all," Rarity reassured him. She walked away with her friends, leaving Cheese alone with a few other students who were just leaving as well.
"It's a good thin' she didn't kill ya," a higher voice said. Cheese turned around to see three young girls staring at him.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"Applebloom. And these here are ma friends Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle," Applebloom said. Sweetie Belle her hand out so he could shake it.
"Nice to meet you," she said.
"Well, I'm Cheese Sandwich, expert party planner and a very fun friend!" he said excitedly.
"Oh! So you're the one who's helping Pinkie with the party. It better be cool," Scootaloo said.
"Oh, it will be more than cool," Cheese said.
"Good. So what was that all about?" Scootaloo asked.
"Oh, them? they just wanted to know what happened to Pinkie Pie," He told them.
"Wait, what happened to her?" Applebloom asked.
"She got in trouble," he responded.
"That's terrible! How?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"I'd rather not say," Cheese said, looking the other way and biting his lip. He did NOT feel like getting a beatdown from a bunch of 8th graders.
"PLEASE let us in, Pinkie," Rainbow said, practically banging on the door.
"Maybe she just wants privacy. No need to bother her," Fluttershy said. It was obvious that she didn't want to go in there.
"We have to, sugarcube. We're her friends," Applejack reassured her.
"Um, excuse me," A bland voice said. Everyone turned around to see Maud looking at all of them. They moved away as she unlocked the door to the house. All of them went in. Thefourgirls quickly walkedto Pinkie's room. They all looked at her door.
"Oh no," Rarity said. Pinkie's usual pink door was turned into a light shade of gray.
"I know that we're all trying to be suppotive here, and I'm really trying not to leave right now, but I think should just, um go now," Fluttershy said. She started to make a run for it when Rainbow grabbed her shirt.
"You're not going anywhere. We're gonna support pur friend, Fluttershy. Wheter you want to or not," Rainbow said. Fluttershy, in a dramatic rage, started to cry.
"Fine," she said.
Apppejack slowly opened the door to see a similar gray surrounding the entire room. A deflated-haired Pinkie laid in the center of her bed.
"Pinkie? it's yer friends," Applejack said.