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by Crystal Moose


Don't

Pinkie Pie paced nervously around the floor of her bedroom. Balloons, streamers, confetti and cupcakes… none of them were cheering her up like they normally would.

The empty seats around the table—five, plus her own—were a depressing reminder of just how alone she was right now.

She stared at those empty seats, willing the tears she could feel coming to disappear.

Smiles and happiness, that was what she was supposed to be about. Not this… negative nastiness that was curling around her heart.

Maybe she should be alone, maybe that would be better… better for everypony.

A loud crash from behind her alerted Pinkie Pie to the fact she was no longer alone in her room. For a moment, her heart swelled, both with joy… and a little fear.

Rainbow Dash laid splayed across the table, covered from head to hoof in icing and cake. She got to her hooves and shook the icing off, reminding Pinkie very much of Winona after a bath. It gave Pinkie Pie a much needed laugh.

“Sorry about the roof, Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash said as she turned, Pinkie Pie noticing the slight blush on her face Rainbow had tried to hide. “Didn’t quite have that trick right.”

“Well, I’m sure cakes are softer than books for crashing,” Pinkie Pie giggled.

“Yeah, tell me about it! Twilight’s castle ain’t as soft as the Golden Oaks was.” Dash chuckled. “Last time I crashed into Twilight’s new library, I had “the saurus” embossed on my butt… which was totally cool, up until Twilight told me it wasn’t about dinosaurs.” Rainbow Dash looked around. “Huh, you planning a surprise party, Pinkie? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Pinkie Pie giggled. “It wouldn’t be a surprise party if I told you, would it?”

“Uhh, yes?” Rainbow Dash replied.

“And it’s not a surprise party. I was just… trying to cheer myself up.”

“Pinkie Pie needs cheering up?” Rainbow Dash laughed. “Now I’ve heard everything! Why didn’t you come to me, I would have helped cheer you up. I’d never leave a friend hanging!”

“Oh,” Pinkie Pie said, her shoulders slumping. “I didn’t want to bother anypony, I’ve just been a little lonely.”

“Huh? The Cakes still away?” Rainbow replied, before shoving a cupcake in her mouth.

Pinkie Pie nodded.

“Eh, I’m sure they’ll be back soon,” Rainbow said, as she sat down at the table. “In the meantime, I’ll join ya! I’ll regale you with tales of my awesomeness!”

Pinkie Pie sat down, directly across from Dash. “Thanks, Dashie. I should have know I could count on you.”

“Sho,” Dash said as she crammed a pastry in her mouth, “I waf talkin’ wif Spiffire about my applicafon, an’ she saif I shoulf sfarf to gef in some flighf roufines soon.”

“Oh, wow! That’s great, Dashie!”

“Yeah,” Rainbow Dash replied, wiping the icing away with the back of her fetlock. “I mean, it’ll suck if I have to start going on tour as just a stand in—”

“You’re leaving?” Pinkie Pie asked, wide eyed.

“Uhh, yeah. On tour. It’ll only be a few months a year, though.” Dash wrinkled her nose, and sneezed. “Ugh, stupid icing, shouldn’ta inhaled it.”

Rainbow wiped her muzzle again, then held her fetlock in front of her face.

“Blood? I didn’t think I’d hurt myself that bad.”

“No no no no no no,” Pinkie shrieked as she jumped out of her chair and rounded the table to Dash.

“Eh, it’s all good, Pinkie, I’ll just bandage it an—”

The world went dark, as an empty chair collided with the back of Rainbow’s skull.