Chapter 3: Investigation
The pages went on and on. Drawing after drawing. Emotion after emotion. Pinkie had clearly kept this book for a long time... Long enough to depict her in the river, being pulled by the current on the 2nd page. Every page brought questions and different emotions into Twilight. Sadness, sorrow, happiness, deceit and mystery. Why? What happened? Who? It didn't end. Twilight decided to take it with her. Carrying the notebook with her magic in front of her, Twilight too wandered off into the 4th meadow.
"Oh... My."
"I know! It's crazy! I couldn't believe it either!"
"I didn't expect that at all!" Fluttershy commented again on Rarity's story. Their routine spa treatment ended an hour ago. Now, the duo were sitting at Ponyville Cafe, sipping at coffees and nibbling at muffins.
"Yes, well. You can't expect everything, darling!"
"Oh... Is that, um, Twilight? Over by that house." Flutterhy gestured across the street to Lyra's house, behind Rarity. Twilight was walking past, engrossed in a small book.
"Well, I can't say this is a first! She is a librarian, after all!"
"No. I mean, maybe. But, I mean. She's reading a small, um, book! Twilight doesn't read small books! Or small pink ones!"
"You're right! Well done for spotting that, Fluttershy!" Fluttershy blushed at Rarity's comment. "Why are you blushing?! Its a compliment, darling!" Fluttershy went a darker shade of red. "Never mind. Lets go see Twilight."
"Oh no! I haven't finished my muffin, Rarity!"
"I'll get her over here then!" Rarity spun around to Twilight and shouted. "Twilight! Yoo-hoo! Over here!" Twilight turned her head right, to see Rarity vigorously waving at her, with Fluttershy hiding behind her mane. She decided to be more civilised than Rarity and go over, rather than shouting.
"Hi girls! How's things?"
"Fine, fine. How's your new book?"
"Oh this? This isn't a book. It's, uh... Pinkie's diary."
"Darling! You simply mustn't go through other ponies possessions!"
"No no! This is different! She left it after... Never mind. This diary... It's so powerful."
"I hope you mean emotionally..."
"Of course Rarity! I'm not criticising Pinkie you know!"
"Of course, of course. Go on."
"Pinkie had a very troubled childhood."
"Really?" Rarity sarcastically commented, then realised she was being mean and hung her head in shame.
"Yes. I spent last night comforting her after she broke down."
"How kind!" Fluttershy perked up. "Caring for other ponies is great, isn't it?"
"Actually... I don't know. I think that she thinks we're onto something. She's hard work! I cant do it everyday!"
"You don't need to! We can have a rota. It's better than her crying herself to sleep in a field somewhere."
"Element of Kindness!" Rarity smiled at Fluttershy, who probably misinterpreted it and started blushing again.
"You know what... Fine. We'll do that!"
"Spike! I'm home."
"Where were you?"
"What?"
"You know what I mean..." Spike staggered out of the stairwell, clearly having not slept at all. "Rainbow told me all about your one night stand with Pinkie!"
"I, but I... What?! I am NOT in a relationship with a pink, sugar coated pony who lives in a cake!"
"Sure, sure." Spike went quite, then dived to his knees. "Please! Don't leave me again! I can't sleep without anypony else here! Don't tell Rarity! She'll think I'm a baby!"
"You are a baby dragon?"
"Shut up! I'm not a baby. I'm just small-"
"Wingless and weak."
"Shut up, Twilight! Sheesh. Cut me some slack. I prepared my own breakfast!"
"*sigh* well done, Spike. I'm not really bothered. I need to read this." Spike proceeded to curse under his breath as Twilight trekked upstairs to her room. She jumped onto her bed, adjusted the curtains and begun reading... Or looking. The drawings still evoked some many feelings in her. Pinkie really deserved help and special treatment. If she lived the rest of her life like this... The rota would have to happen.