“Hey, Whatcha doin'? Did you have a nice night!? I had a good night! I dreamed that mountains were made of cake while chocolate drops rained from the sky! Weeeeee! Anyhoo, can we talk for a bit?”
I woke up earlier than usual to come at school before anyone else. After what happened yesterday, I wanted to avoid as many people as I could. I still feel sore-minded and somewhat annoyed by my argument with Rainbow Dash and my little talk with Flash Sentry. At least my state of mind wasn't in the danger zone anymore but I don't know if I have it in me to keep my patience in check while dealing with her. She probably wants to ask about what happened with Rainbow. And speaking of asking questions, I have one in my mind right now.
"What are you doing here this early in the morning?"
“Oh! I came here because the cooking club is preparing a 'Super Cookie' contest and cookies are GREAT! Not like cakes, but great all the same!” Said Pinkamena with a stupidly impossible big smile at end.
“How did you know what I thought?”
“Thought? You whispered! I could barely hear what you asked, though!”
Did I whisper? I didn't notice that. For a moment, I thought you had psychic powers and were reading my mind. I had someone who has the intuition to know what my circle and I were feeling to a certain degree and I don't need anyone else who can do the same or better. Specially if it's you. I should ask what she wants so this could end sooner, running wasn't an option with her.
“What do you want, Pinkamena?”
“How did you call me?”
You have a knack to instill great fear on me. I mean, your face is practically eating mine while your grip on my shirt was inhumanly firm.
“Your full name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, right?”
“Only my parents and people angry at me call me like that! Are you angry with me?”
“No. I thought that the diminutive 'Pinkie' was used only by your friends.”
“Oh, No!” She released me while speaking with her usual, happy tone again. “Everyone calls me like that! So don’t worry, call me Pinkie Pie, because we are friends!”
She strongly hugged me while raising me from the ground. Do all the girls in this school take power pills or something? I must end her misunderstanding before it becomes a charade. I don't want to make her feel betrayed when she noticed that I don't like her. By experience, that’s a horrible feeling.
“But I don't consider you my friend.”
Cold. I felt the sudden, horrible, and freezing sensation that came from her. Her wide and deep irises were watching me with a—AAAHH!! MY BACK!! SHE IS CRUSHING MY—
“Pink-‘aghhh’ yu ar- crush- me”
She released me and I fell to the floor. I could hear the cracks on my spine tormenting my back. What's the deal with all of you? I am going to get up killed someday by these freaks! I tried to recover as quickly as possible so I could take my chances and get the hell away from her.
“Tell me the reason why are you saying this? That's the unfunniest joke I ever heard in my life!”
“It's not a joke. I am telling you the truth. I don't consider you my friend and I am saying this so you don't have the wrong idea.”
“The wrong idea about what?”
“That we are not friends. We don't know enough of each other to be considered friends, we are acquaintances at most.”
“B-but! You enjoyed my especial cupcakes! Its proof that you are good! Nobody unfriendly at heart would say that!”
I don't remember ever hearing that cupcakes had the special property of telling if someone was good or not. And what this has to do with the moral alignment with friendships? Being good or evil is no impediment to form those.
“So? Want me to pay for them? They are worth any reasonable price.”
They were delicious. Why don't you sell them?
“I didn't bake them for the money! I did them for all of us to enjoy! So why are you saying that we aren't friends?”
My fuse was badly burned after my little arguing with Dash and you are destroying what I could restore in my time of rest.
“I already told you! Damn it! You are impossible to deal with, just like Rainbow Dash!”
“And that's the reason why I came earlier today in the first place! Why did you say those meanie things to Rainbow Dash!?”
“I knew it wasn't for a cookie project! What kind of morons do a project like that based on cookies?”
She searched thoroughly on her… hair, and she withdrew a pamphlet. The contents said that there was going to be a mini contest in CHS tomorrow with pictures of students resembling bakers in it.
“Oh… well. Anyway, what do you want to talk about, again?"
“You are not gonna say sorry? to her”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Okay fine, sorry for saying that the contest is done by morons. If they can make good treats like your cupcakes then-“
“NO! About Rainbow Dash! She was in a very bad mood during school time and after her practice sessions were over, she felt pressured and nervous! All people in school feel down!”
“You too think that what I said to Twilight was the catalyst for all this?”
“Yes!”
“Are you out of your mind? That wasn't my fault at all!” I carefully observed my surrounding so I could make sure that nobody was present. “The ones at fault are the stupid students who took joy in spreading lies about Twilight and me!”
“Now you are lying! You said that Rainbow Dash was a, uh, something awful!”
“AH! So as long as your friend is okay, fuck the personal issues of the people outside your circle?”
“What? Don't speak like that! And of course not! We helped you clean the problem, right? We try so hard to make everybody here to feel like a group. What you said about Dash and the soccer team was not fair.”
“You may be right, but what your soccer team does in their trainings is not something I would call fun. Impossible training for people who are new to this? An arrogant bastard who call us wimps at every turn? Twilight was suffocating, for fuck sake! I even had to escort her home safely because the one who was supposed to watch over her… ‘Sigh’ forget it, Pinkamena.”
“Pinkie!” She said defiantly, her bubbly, and admittedly, lovely face was replaced by a serious and piercing expression.
“Whatever, I should go.”
“No until you agree to say sorry and improve the team’s morale”
“You know that my presence makes no difference, right?”
“Of course it makes a difference! You are part of the school now. Everybody here belongs to the Wondecolts!”
“NO! I happen to study here, that’s all. I won’t help you in fixing something I was not at fault with. If the students were as nice as they say, they wouldn't have spread what they heard from me or make me feel uncomfortable with those rumors and eyes watching me on the back. If you just think of it rationally-“ I hope you can do that “All of them were searching for an excuse to make their feelings known about the stupid training sessions!”
“That’s not true! Everyone enjoys the training! It's you who don’t get along in this school.” She suddenly smiled again “But don't worry. I finally know what the problem is with you! You aren't used to people trying to be your friends this easy, unlike Crystal Prep were all of them were meanies! Twilight had a, well, magical approach to our school and look how wondrous is the result.”
You are right for the most part. But at least they have the decency of not getting me mad every day!
“So please!” She said softly. “You are unfriendly, but give me the chance to change that and prove what I say is right!”
That face full of empathy, her tender eyes and a warm stretching hand inviting me to accept the offer. It's like a different person suddenly appeared before me. Dancer once said that she was a good girl, and that between the two, I was the obnoxious one. She may be right.
“Perhaps you are right, uhm, Pinkie. I might have gone overboard and wary of you.”
She smiled when she heard that. I needed to give you a change before starting to criticize you. How many times someone has been wrong in his life when they decided to not try something new? Have you ever judged someone or something just because you didn't like it at first sight? I normally don't gamble with things like this but I am willing to try this time. I just have to stretch my arm close the gap of my hand and hers.
“Alright, Pinkie Pie, I will believe you. Let's go and-“
KZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT.
“Hahahahahaha! Your face! A friendly prank is always th-“
I forcefully removed the hand buzzer from her.
“I. Hate. You. Fucker! Don't ever talk to me again unless necessary, Pinkamena Diane Pie! ”
"But I-"
"I don't care! Die so I can be free of your stupidity!"
I couldn't believe that I fell for her words so fast. Damn it! Such idiocy from my part was unusual. I left the main gardens and quickly got into school. We shared the same class and the same team at the first hour of the day. The environment during chemistry was gloomy, to say the least. What was a vibrant and lovely face in a once energetic girl turned into a dark and heartbreaking silhouette, like if she was stripped of the joy of life. It made me feel really bad... I probably shouldn't have said that but she was at fault.
...
For the second time, we finished sooner the lab practice than expected and we were allowed to go earlier from the lab. I went and bought a dark chocolate from my favorite dispenser and realized that I needed to allocate some especial items that I brought in my locker. I got there and started to make my work in lonely spot. At least nobody came here so no one would bother me at all.
“We need to talk, partner.”
…shit.
“You too, Applejack?”
“I'm here for mah friends. Don't have interest to talk about the soccer team.”
Well, that’s a turn for the better.
“I'll answer any questions you have if you answer me honestly one of mine.”
“Shoot.”
Going straight to business, eh? No wonder your especial, yearly cider is so successful.
“The soccer team's training is ruining the sports class, right? This is why some people took too seriously what I said a few days ago.”
She sighed deeply and removed her hat while starting to softly scratch that golden hair of hers. Please, don't lie to me, I have high hopes for you.
“Well… yep, it's true. We'll discuss with Rainbow today that her training is more than the people can handle.”
“Thank you. As I promised, you may ask anything.”
“What happened?”
This was serious so I couldn't play the dumb.
“Okay, first thing first. I don't regret what I say about the soccer team and Rainbow Dash, I used Twilight as an excuse too many times but I insist that they should have consideration with people who don't have the physical aptitude, yet.”
“That sounds fair. We'll take that into account. Now, what is your part in Rainbow Dash's case?”
That stern sight and commanding posture with crossed arms… is she a Marshall? She just needed the glasses and a insignia.
“She came angry, criticized my opinion and my personal friendships so I called her a bitch for that. End of the story.” I said with no intention of victimizing myself.
She was baffled. I don't think she expected this approach. I mean, when was the last time that someone told you the truth in something important without backing down or playing dumb? If you are like me, or in this case her, well, you would be surprised as well.
“I-I… why!?”
“Why? Because that is what happened. If she is so delicate-minded to start an argument, then she shouldn't come and make a ruckus with a stranger, don’t you think so?”
“In part, you are right. But you must admit that what you did wasn't nice! She came to you only to debate her point of view!”
“Then let me teach you something that a friend back in the academy taught me! A debate means emotions are subdued, something I tried to maintain until I felt to an argument, which means that emotions are in the air, clouding your judgment for the worst! Something that Rainbow Dash did from the beginning. Or tell me, are you going to defend your friend even knowing of her shortcomings? Instead of approaching like you did and saying something like ‘Hey, I heard what you said about me and my team, could you share your opinion about it so we can improve our training?’ I ended up receiving a ‘Fuck you, come and do what I tell you!'”
“I know that Dash can be impulsive to say the least, but I assure you that she has the best interest for everyone at heart, yo! Please, reconsider your position. Twi believes in you, I'm willing to do it as well!”
Now you touched a delicate subject. My current position with Twilight is ambiguous. But at least you approached nicely.
“Alright, I will think about that.”
“Now, what happened with Pinkie? I have never met someone who could pummel her smile since… never!”
What I am going to do is suicide giving her position, but I will risk it to make my explanation shorter.
“There is nothing I need to discuss about her. I was wrong. Please, forgive my foolish behavior. I am willing to apologize to her if you help me do it”
I stretched my arm to her.
“Ow! That's the spirit, yo! Let's go with her and I help you apologize right aw-“
KZT!
I wasn't cruel like that pink airhead. I lowered the electric discharge to the minimum. I showed her the crime item and she was not happy about it.
“Hey, that wasn't funny!”
“Welcome to my world. This is hers. You can give her back this because I won't do it myself. And before you start and say that probably she did it as a joke to raise the good groove then tell me, do you think it's funny that a total stranger makes you a joke like this one without taking in consideration that probably, just probably, you wouldn't enjoy it?”
“No, I would be angry at said person.”
With all seriousness, your straightforward honesty is inspiring.
“Listen, Applejack. Thank you for being a diplomat and not an ass while dealing with me. But you are wasting your time. Changing one person’s mind won’t improve anything in any place. You must admit that this whole problem was raised to exaggerated proportions. Seriously, it's not a big deal! If we think about it, this entire problem is a glorified drama for the likes of Rarity!”
“That’s where you're wrong, pal. Maybe in Crystal Prep it's true, but here… the bonds of this place can influence everyone around them! From a single bully that wanted to rule the school, a magician who tried to frame an innocent girl because she felt alone or a jealous trio that just wanted to be loved, here at CHS matters. Changing people for the better is important to mah group. We want to spread Friendship so nobody is left behind.”
Uh… Bullshit. There is no such thing as a shared morality system of that magnitude.
“I don’t have the head to process right now all what you said, so please let me be. You can't make me do as you say and say sorry! A half-hearted apologize will do you no good, right?”
“No, but it could be a start.” She got quiet for a moment and slowly sighed. “Thank you for your time, you say reasonable things but they clash with mah beliefs.”
“The truth is not based by someone's beliefs.”
Or something like that, I don't remember my friend's whole speech.
“Please, pal. At least give me your word that you will think about what I said.”
You and Flash said the same thing. Is your friendship ideal a cult of the sorts?
“Ok, ok. I will give it a thought.”
And with that, she left. No argument, no clash of ideals, no stupid jokes. It was an exchange of thoughts, just like it should always be.