//------------------------------// // Pony and Sugar equals Pinkie Pie // Story: The little Herd // by CrossRedstone //------------------------------// "Lalalalalalalalalala!" Maud Pie heard her sister Pinkie Pie sing in the kitchen, like she usually did every Monday. On Tuesdays she would whistle a tune, on Wednesdays she was especially jumpy, on Thursdays she tended to dance with Gummy. She once invited Boulder, but he wasn't much of dancer. Friday to Sunday was pretty much unpredictable, so there was at least some variety. After she finished brushing her teeth, Maud comped her bed hair, she somehow got last night. Normally she could fall asleep on a moment's notice, if needed, but she something kept her awake for three straight hours. She couldn't really describe it, except maybe call it a gut feeling. One that told her that something bad was going to happen. But she didn't let that faze her. There actually wasn't much that could faze her, especially after what happened at Canterlot High those past months. You'd need to do something extreme, in order to get a reaction out of her. Something like her little sister turning into a pony. "Pinkie Pie?" Maud called out her...she supposed her sister. "Good morning, Maud!" Pinkie Pony Pie greeted the human with a cheery wave of her hoof, which was adorable to say the least. While the older girl was distracted, the pony balanced a couple of plates on her back and bounced around placing them on the table. "Pinkie...you're a pony." Maud stated. "Well, DUH-UH! Of course I'm a pony, Maud! I have always been a pony." Pinkie Pie stated as a matter of fact. "...?" Maud looked at what she assumed to be her little sister quizzically. "Pinkie. You have been a human just yesterday." "What?!" Pinkie zoomed in right in front of her sister's face. "Where? When? When was I a human? Is this like being a werewolf, like every full moon I turn into a human? How could I have missed something like this?!" Maud blinked once. "Pinkie Pie, what do you remember of yesterday? Only the important stuff." Maud added, knowing that her sister will talk non-stop else. And they didn't had the time at that moment. "Well I woke up, still a pony, then we had breakfast, we went to school, I stayed a little longer for band practice with my friends-" "Stop." Pinkie Pie stopped talking, still smiling. "Pinkie Pie, how do you hold your drumsticks without hands?" "Easy." Pinkie Pie pulled her drumsticks out of her mane...with her mane. She threw them into the air and caught them with her hooves. It was like the sticks were glued to the hooves. Curiously (and a little bit disturbed) Maud took the leg, which was very soft, in her hand and inspected the hoof. As it turned out, the pony was wearing a horseshoe. As it turned out, the stick were somehow sticking to the shoe. They barely even touched the rest of the hoof. "Come on, big sis!" Pinkie Pie pulled her hoof back. "Let's have breakfast." Pinkie Pie put her sticks away and placed herself on a chair at a table. Maud noticed that her somehow ponyfied sister made a fully fledged breakfast, complete with pancakes, scrambled eggs and bacon. But for some reason Pinkie Pie was avoiding the latter two, which was odd. Almost every day Pinkie Pie ate bacon, sometimes eggs too. Instead there were some flowers in a plastic box, which was sitting next to Pinkie, who currently made herself a sandwich with those flowers! Feeling slightly overwhelmed this morning, Maud calmly made her way to the fridge, in order to get some cold milk out and freeze her brain for a couple of seconds. It always helped. However, when she opened the fridge, she found a lot of boxes inside that were basically filled with various flower heads. It was like half of the stuff that belonged to Pinkie Pie had been replaced with flowers. Ignoring this face to the best of her possibility, she took out the milk and went back to the table to pure herself a glass, keeping a close eye on the pony of course. She didn't really know how she should continue this conversation. Somehow her little sister was a pony and was also convinced she had been her entire life. Actually, after everything that's been happening, she should have seen something like this coming. None of those thoughts were visible on Maud Pie's face. Many people thought she was pretty emotionless. Which wasn't true at all. It was pretty obvious that she had tons of emotions. They just had to look of how she cared about her pet rock boulder. As Maud was debating with herself on how to approach the situation, both Pies could heard something shatter in the hallway. Looking over, they found their sister Limestone standing in the hallway, having dropped a vase she needed to do for art classes. She stared at Pinkie Pie for a couple of seconds, her left eye twitching, hands shaking and beads of sweats running down her face. "Good morning, Limestone!" Pinkie greeted. Limestone for her part looked over to Maud. "Am I high?" "...I don't think so." Maud replied. "Unless you're seeing something else than a pink colored pony, with three balloons on each side of her flank." "I need a fucking drink." With that said, Limestone made her way into the basement. "Jeez, I wonder what got her so riled up." Pinkie Pie stated, before stuffing 20 pancakes into her mouth. Unnoticed by both of them, their last sister Marble Pie had been watching everything and was now cowering in a corner, shaking in fear. "It is happening. It is happening. The ponycalypse is finally happening."