So, I was trotting through Ponyville on this amazing day! I didn’t know what I was going to do, but I was alright with that . . . and that’s when the twitchies started!
I’d known for years about my Pinkie Sense, and I’ve always used it to my advantage. And others’. I can’t explain it, but who cares, right? Well, apparently to Twilight—who is my super awesome best friend now—really cares a whole lot! She’s been testing me all day! Who knew? Well, me, I suppose! Hehe, I crack myself up . . .
So right now, I’m pretending not to notice her totally creepin’ on me in the bushes. I’m practically a super actor in this position. I sniff a flower and enjoy its wonderful fragrance. I quickly cast a glance over at the binoculars poking totally-not-conspicuously from the bushes. Suddenly, I feel a combo going on; ear flop, eye flutter, knee twitch! Oh no, opening door! I hear a few pained noises and wince as Twilight falls into Applejack’s apple cellar that has mysteriously appeared out of nowhere.
Now it’s later, because I can do that. Twilight is still spying on me—and this time, she didn’t even bother to hide! I don’t know when she’ll stop, if ever. Maybe I’ll just have to deal with her really bad stalking for the rest of my life. For a super duper smarty pants unicorn, apparently she doesn’t realize that I’m not an idiot and can totally see her “hiding” spot! It almost feels insulting, but I allow it, since she’s been getting payback all day. Besides, I’m not responsible for her liability. But what—TWITCHY TAIL.
I quickly duck for cover and watch as Twilight is bombarded with items.
It’s a bit later—and for Twilight, a few hospital trips later—and I sit in the park entertaining myself. That’s when Applejack walks up, a barrel of apples balanced on her back.
“Hey, Applejack. Whatcha doin'?” I ask with an ever-present smile on my face.
“Takin' more apples to my new apple cellar. How 'bout you, Pinkie? Whatchu doin'?” she responds. I can’t help but cringe inwardly at her reply.
“Oh,” I say, “letting Twilight secretly follow me all day without me knowing.” Immediately, the purple unicorn walks forward, her steps looking painful as the Armadillo War.
“You mean you knew all along?! Why didn't you tell me?” Twilight demands. I giggle.
“Silly, that would've spoiled the secret!”
Twilight stomps her hoof in anger. Spike, who is standing beside her, looks at me.
“Tail . . . still twitching?” the little dragon asks.
“All done, clear skies from here on in, as far as I can tell—” Suddenly, as I'm answering, I begin to get this new combo! Like, whoa! Whoa as in holy smokies!
“Oh no, what does that one mean?” Spike asks frantically.
I'm actually a little worried. “Dunno, never gotten any like it before, but whatever that shudder's about, it's a doozy. Something you never expect to happen is gonna happen!” The combo comes on again, and it's stronger this time. How strange! “And its gonna happen . . . at Froggy Bottom Bogg!”
Applejack gasps. “That's where Fluttershy’s headed!”
“Oh no, is it about her?” Spike asks.
“Uh, I'm not sure,” I answer uncertainly.
“We better go and make sure she's okay,” Applejack says.
“Calm down, everypony. All we know right now is that Pinkie Pie just got a case of the shivers. That's all,” Twilight rejects in her usual serious and scientific manner. She's still against my Pinkie Sense, of course. Dang science.
Spike grunts. “Hey! I thought you didn't believe in this stuff?”
“I don't. I just want to be there to see the look on Pinkie's face when we find out nothing's wrong.”
I accept her answer noncommittally. “Okey-dokey!”
“Psst!”
I hear a strange noise as we walk to Froggy Bottom Bogg. I glance around, an eyebrow raised. The others don't seem to notice my reaction. I'm glad as I see pair of vibrant purple eyes glowing in the darkness through a few trees. I quickly fall back, letting the others go ahead of me, and sneak away.
“Surprise! What a time to show up!” I exclaim with a smile.
“Yeah, yeah. Sorry, but I can't stay long,” the white pegasus quickly says. A frown spreads across my face.
“Why not?”
“I'm not supposed to be here. I don't have enough energy.” As though on cue, her form flickers, and I can see the trees through her snowy pelt. She winces with that, and I instinctively move closer to her.
“Why are you here?”
“I know your Pinkie Sense is very reliable,” Surprise explains, “but you need to be careful about this . . . adventure you're on. Something bad is gonna happen. I'll try all I can to help, but it may not be enough.”
I absorb her knowledge. “Okay. Why tell me this, though? You've never done this before.” I cock my head at her.
“Because this is just weird. It feels different than normal. I'm not talking as in you can just use the Elements of Harmony to fix it, because something is seriously going to happen.” Surprise flickers again and I try to hold her up as she wobbles on her hooves.
“I've got to go,” my angel says abruptly. I try and keep my eyes on her, but I hear a voice calling my name. I immediately look to the source and realize my mistake just as quick. My eyes dart back to Surprise, but she's gone again.
“Pinkie Pie?” Twilight calls my name again, her voice slightly muffled by the branches around me. Admitting my defeat, I spring out into the open, right behind the purple unicorn.
“Hi! Sorry about that, I had to . . . follow this cute little rabbit I saw,” I lied with my usual enthusiasm. Twilight gives me a skeptical look (the one she uses when she's concerned for my mental state), and just shrugs.
It's just me being me to them, after all.
Well, turns out Surprise was right. There was something very off with the journey we went on. The hydra and the luck of it all . . . you think you've seen luck, but you really haven't until you saw what Twilight did with that bubble. Even I know bubbles don't work like that. And I don't think it's just the writers being weird.
“I'll try all I can to help, but it may not be enough.”
My mind drifts back to what Surprise said earlier. Did she . . . help Twilight? I'll have to ask her. She's been acting very . . . odd lately. I think she needs to go out more.
I’m surprised when Twilight shows up at Sugarcube Corner later. She's standing at the counter with a bit of a shy smile on her face. I blink once before I grin widely and trot forwards to meet her.
“Hiyah, Twilight! What brings you to Sugarcube Corner this late?” I ask, addressing the time. It was a bit past eight, and that's what hour we close. I had been cleaning up when I heard the chime above the door go off.
“Oh, um, I just dropped by to say sorry for earlier,” Twilight says.
“Sorry for what?” I cock my head at her and flutter my eyelashes.
“Well, for doubting you all day. Plus following you. It was rude of me, especially since it made me seem like I thought you were incompetent—which you aren't. I shouldn't have accused you of being ridiculous without knowing what the Pinkie Sense is all about.”
A frown briefly comes over my face, but it soon vanishes and is replaced by a smile yet again. “Please, Twilight, don't worry yourself! I know you just wanted some explanation for it! I'm not angry or anything; I'm just glad you're a believer now.” I reach up and pat her mane. Twilight laughs in response.
“I'm glad you're not upset. Just know that I never meant to be mean to you.” She smiles.
“Of course not, silly! I was a bit confused earlier too, since Surprise came to me and said something was off. She’s never done that!”
Twilight frowns suddenly and cocks an eyebrow. “Um, what?”
I blink and immediately regret my not paying attention to what I was saying. Twilight doesn't know about my schizophrenia, much less my guardian angel. I recoil slightly, putting a hoof to my mouth. “Oh, um, nothing! Nothing whatsoever!”
“Pinkie Pie? Who's Surprise?” Twilight asks hesitantly, concern in her voice.
“Surprise? I don't know who that is!” I respond quickly.
I can't let her know about my schizophrenia. Then I would have to tell her about Surprise and then she'd get mad because she’ll claim I haven't been taking my medicine—which is true.
But it's not like I need it. I don't have any problems without it. The only thing I supposedly imagine is Surprise, but she's real. She's the most real thing I've ever known.
“Um, sorry, Twilight, but I've got to get back to wiping the tables! You need to go!” I declare quickly as I begin to push my friend towards the door. I can tell Twilight is startled by my behavior, and she's trying to think of something to say, but she's out the door before anything else can happen. I lock the door. Twilight, standing very shocked on the other side of the glass, stares in at me. I swiftly point to the “We’re Closed” sign hanging in the window and give her a faked smile. I rush away after that, hiding behind the counter.
A few minutes later, I peek my eyes over the counter to see if she's still there. She's not.
I breathe a sigh of relief and let myself slide back down.