Her lavender hooves barely touched the ground as Twilight gallops as fast as she could to Sugarcube Corners. The cutiemap, a crystal table of magic origin had lighten up with Pinkie Pie´s cutiemark over the Rock Farm. Something had happen at her friends birthplace and she had to know it as fast as possible. When she came closer to the local bakery there was a huge crowd in front of the store. A chubby blue mare looked at a pile of stones in front of her door.
"Misses Cake? What happend here? Where is Pinkie Pie?"
The mare turned her attention from the rubble towords the young alicorn. The mare stuttered as she tried to comprehend what had just happened:
"Oh... Princess Twilight... Pinkie got a letter from home..."
Twilight looked at the chunks of limestone. Something was engraved into them. Words. The moment Twilight tried to read them she was pulled back on her mane by a random pony in the crowd.
"What the hay? Why are you doing that?"
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Another chunk of limestone had flew on the door and was now resting in the pile.
"This keeps happening since the last night", Carrot Cake, a yellow stallion and husband of the blue mare said to Twilight. The alicorn looked at the pile. Each stone seemed to hold a single word. She could only see two words over and over again. "MAUD" and "LOST".
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Twilight´s eyes widden. The map pointing to the rockfarm this message... .
"Where is Pinkie Pie, we have to go!"
"She is already on her way home, Twilight."
"I get the girls. We have to help her!"
plonk plonk plonk
Three stones knocked the door rapidly after each other. "Family" "Bussiness" "Twilight" The Alicorn stared at the new rocks on the pile.
Her greyish-blue hind legs spread in the air the mare lied down in the dirt. Her sweaty body was covered in dust. Her dust gray mane was messed up. A giant slingshot dangling from her right hoof.
"You think she got the message?"
Heavily panting she answered the question: "If she is were you said and the stone did not break. Should I instone message it again?"
The pink earthpony standing over her shaked her head:
"Nah I´m sure she got it."
"Good you are here Pinkie."
"You got pretty good with the slingshot." Limestone Pie got back on her four hooves hanging the slingshot over her neck.
"Gives me some range. I´m not Maud...", the young mare sighed, "Mom is in the livingroom. She is really worried about it..."
The two sister walked towards the place Pinkie used to call home a long time ago. The plain old tudor style house with the two floors and the windmill nearby. She had alot mixxed feelings about this place. Here she had spend her most miserable times, here she had found her purpose in life, here was her family she dearly loves. Pinkie had never regret to move to Ponyville...
"Oh my gosh. Limestone you have to send another instone message and say sorry for hitting the door of Sugarcube Corners." Her younger sister groaned, but went back to the only place where she could send them.
Pinkie opened the door to a narrow corridor, the walls were blank and dunmore cream colored. The pink mare felt like the melancholy filly again as she went all the way along her dads office ,the kitchen and the staircase towards the living room in the back of the house. In the living room were plain wooden furnitures the only colors in the room that were not nature-colors belong to the carpet Nana Pinkie had given to them. A single picture of the family in front of the barn was hanging over the table were Cloudy Quartz was sitting on. Her face buried light grey hooves. Noticed the pink pony in the doorway she quickly put her goldrimmed glass back on her muzzle and made a stern face as if nothing could move her.
"Pinkamena Diane, why are you here?" she asked.
"Limestone messaged me, Mom."
"You did not had to come." Her mother never wanted to show her weak side towards her daugthers but the girls could read her like an open book and pretend to not see her tormenting.
"Care to tell me what happend to Maud?"
Cloudy Quartz closed her eyes and hold her left hoof to her chest. As calm as she could she talked: "Maudlin Latoya should not be of your concern Pinkamena Diane. You have your own life to live and..."
"It happend on the way back from the Grand Galloping Gala. Maud..."
"Marble Lisha how dare you fall into your mother word." A young grey mare with black mane stood on the top end of the staircase and looked down to Pinkie and rolled her eyes.
"Dad is outside looking for Latoya."
"Mable Lisha!" Marble snorted disgraceful as she stepped down to hug her sister.
"Get it together, Mom. Diane and I are going to look for them."
Pinkie and Marble went side by side over the west field talking. "So it´s true... I can´t really believe it."
"Yes, Sophia was right to get you here. You and Latoya were always the closes to each other."
Pinkie looked at her sister sad and asked: "Could you please stop calling us by our middle names?"
"I like them better." After a while they found the earthbrown stallion that is their father. He stood on a cliff looking down. "Dad! Diane is here!" He embraced Pinkie Pie wholeheartedly.
"It´s great to see you Pinka... Pinkie", Igneous Rock corrected himself calling his daugther by her preferred name, "we can really need your help. We are totally overwhelmed with this situation."
Pinkie Pie nodded: "Any signs of Maud yet?" The stallion pointed down the cliff.
Pinkie Pie looked down to the bottom of the cliff. In the constant dust fog was a tattered, dark blue frock waving from a boulder. Pinkie sighed sadly: "This looks serious."
In the dust fog was crushing sound and giant boulders were thrown around. Some of them crushing in to the stonewall of the cliff creating rockfall. The purple mane wild and untameable as the mare self.
"I still can´t believe it. Maud has never lost in anything", said Pinkie Pie.
Marble rolled her eyes: "Whom are you telling that? We are the ones that life with Miss Perfect."
Igneous Rock sighed: "Lisha, please. Be polite. No one of us is able to break through to her, Pinkie. Can you try to tell her that this doesn´t mean the end of the world?"
Pinkie Pie smiled: "I will try."
End
Celestia stared at the remains of the statue in the Canterlot sculpture garden. What has happen to the "Victory" statue... .