Had I just resisted going into the Strawberry Jam Teahouse, I mused, and not blabbed to Rarity, the whole round of leaking might never have happened. I thought about it and felt the metal hitch, sweaty, warmed from being cinched around my barrel through hours of hyper-hoof'n. I looked through the window into the ivy courtyard and because the earlier Ponyville crowds had thinned, I heard Rarity.
She said, "Forever."
Beyond her, I saw Sweetie Belle standing in front of the little fillies room, and closer a pink pony doppelgänger looking crestfallen and upset, so upset that she began glancing away toward the window through which I gazed.
A wave of exhaustion hit me, turning my limbs to lead. Dizziness swamped my head like too much of Berry Punch's punch. I felt myself sagging in the hitch as electricity began crackling around me.
Time Turner hit the harness-release, and jumped back shocked. I dropped to the ground in a heap, out of sight from the window, the smell of a lightning storm filling the air. In my head, I heard over and over again, "You'll feel guilty forever." Or then again, maybe I was saying that out loud.
"Pinkie! You can't see yourself and change what you already changed."
I just nodded as I accepted Time Turner's help pulling me out of range of the window. Moments later, a squealing Sweetie Belle burst out of the door of Strawberry Jam and galloped down the street as fast as her little legs could carry her.
She had gone that way....
I said, "Weren't you here about this time?"
"Great Whickering Stallions, I was! I can't risk seeing myself." He looked at his cutie mark. The sand emptied at a furious rate now and suddenly was gone.
The hourglass turned.
But now the glass looked blackened, as if licked by flame. He said, "Pinkie, think hard. Somewhere you'll feel convinced to keep your secret. You seem affected by Rarity saying you'll feel guilty forever. Where might she have convinced you to keep the secret before everything went crazy?"