Reality is Magic

by ninjintonic


Scenario 7: The Disturbance

32ND STREET AND 3RD AVENUE, HUMANEHATTAN - 6:01 PM, SAME DAY








The dusk of day had finally reached the city of HuManehattan, and street posts illuminating right before us. The space between me and Trenderhoof are nothing all but hatred that fueled inside me. I've learned to love my enemies, but never learned to love a bastard. Out of everyone, even Discord, why did he have to be here? Is it karma? Because if it is, what did I do to deserve it? The more I looked at him, his smirk became more distinct. With my arms folded, I pathetically gave him another disdain glare.

"Was it a coincidence that you happen to be here? Or your attempt to stalk me did not go as planned..." I initiated sardonically.

He lightly chuckled, "What if I was?"

"Well, you're not doing a thorough job, I can be sure of that."

Trenderhoof leaned off from the closed shutter as he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, trotted towards me conceitedly, "Haha.." He falsely laughed, "You're quick on your words, and that's what's sexy about you, it's one of many reasons why I show up in unexpected places like these. Unfortunately, all that is not based on tonight."

I gazed at him then took a step back, "Okay, then I shall leave you be, livin' an illusion is just how you roll, and how you'll always be. I'll be warning every women in sight about you, bye."

As I walked passed his way, Trenderhoof prematurely grabbing my wrist to stop me, "...Touch me again, I'll break your arms, now let me go." I disputed sharply.

"What do you mean you're going to warn every women about me, you make it sound like I am the bad guy here."

I grimaced, "Oh okay, but you're definitely not the good guy, now LET ME GO, YOU'RE HURTING ME!"

He finally released his tight grip, which left a red mark, as pulling away, "I don't know what the hell's gone through your head, but I seriously think you need professional help." As scampering away while rubbing my aching wrist.

Trenderhoof creepily watched as I made my advance, "Sunset, this is not over."

I continued walking, as his words began to sound further away.

Trenderhoof in a loud voice, "What, you got nothing to say back? Why shy from the truth when you know you are destined to face it!"

Trenderhoof in a much louder voice, "SUUUNNSSEETTT!!"

After that, I was distanced enough to understand any nonsense that came out of Trenderhoof's mouth.


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PINKIE PIE'S APARTMENT, HUMANEHATTAN - 5:41 PM, SAME DAY









Click sounded on the other end of Lyra's phone, followed by a beep, she quizzically murmured, "Hmm, that was rude of her..." She turned her phone screen off, then placed it on Pinkie Pie's edge of the living room table. The table had a pile of music sheet examinations that Lyra needed to grade for her students the next day. Lyra tucked herself on the living room couch then took a couple of sheets from the pile to start grading.

Twenty minutes later, the sound of the door keys clanging was coming from outside of the apartment door, "Who's there?" Lyra in a loud voice, while tucked on the couch.

"It's me." Pinkie Pie replied from outside.

Lyra ascended from her comfortable position, and approached to open the door for Pinkie Pie before she had unlocked it herself. Pinkie Pie was carrying a medium-sized box that contained uninflated party balloons, party strings, and mini party lights. She closed her apartment door with her hip as she entered.

"How was work?" Lyra had asked.

"Work was work, nothing exciting.." Pinkie replied straight-forwardly as she walked towards her room and placed the box on top of her bed. Coming out from her bedroom, she started taking her coat off and hanging it on one of the coat hangers, "Did you eat?"

Lyra turned then tucked herself on the living room couch and continued grading her papers, "No, but I ordered pizza for us. It should be here anytime soon, I was just on the phone with Sunset, she should be here too."

"Oh okay." Pinkie Pie grabbed the remote from the center table, turning the TV on, and sat next to Lyra with legs crossed. When Pinkie had noticed a pile of paper on the table, which to her is of foreign language, some notes reminded her of Vinyl Scratch and Octavia back in high school days.

"I've always wondered if learning to read music is the same kind of learning capability when learning to read in general..." Pinkie Intriguingly questioned while tuning through the channels.

Lyra lightly chuckled while continuing grading her papers, "Somewhat. To simplify it, your letting your instrument do all the reading."

"I never got myself into playing any musical instrument, thus why I've stuck to drums. But if I ever did, hell as for sure I wouldn't want to learn all of that." Pinkie retorted.

Lyra shook her head, "To each their own, I guess."

Pinkie Pie tuned to ESPN news that reported about Rainbow Dash injuring her anterior cruciate ligament and is unable to play for the whole WNBA season. Pinkie Pie, with a concerned expression, was hoping that Rainbow Dash was okay. Pinkie Pie had always supported Rainbow Dash and her goals for the longest time, even when they've parted ways. So it was natural for Pinkie Pie to have dreary emotions.











Knock Knock Knock










Three knocks were heard from outside of the apartment door. Pinkie Pie stood up and opened the door for the pizza delivery guy, "Good evening, someone ordered pizza?"

"Yep.." Pinkie replied vaguely.

"Cool, just need for you to sign here please, the top one is mine, and the bottom one is yours."

Pinkie Pie signed the two receipts that were both layered on top of each, and gave back the pizza delivery man the top receipt.

"Thank you, here ya go, and enjoy."

As Pinkie Pie accepted the box of pizza, which smelled divine, she shut the door as soon as the pizza guy left. Pinkie turned back towards the living room couch; Placed the pizza box on the center table, cautiously making sure that she hadn't knocked down the pile of papers; Then opened it. Their faces were steamed with scent of deliciousness. Lyra ordered just an ordinary pepperoni pie from the best pizza shop in town, Mulia Mild's Pizzaville, and it was damn good. The scent had made Lyra stopped in the middle of grading her papers, and tossed them next to the pile of papers. Lyra initiated a slice that she had eyed on, and Pinkie Pie respectively took a slice after.

thirty-minutes later

Both Lyra and Pinkie saved the remaining lukewarm pizzas for me. As they waited patiently for thirty minutes, I should've arrived at Pinkie's place by now. Pinkie was first to be concerned because of how we ended our conversation earlier. Pinkie was in a remorseful state that made her prepare a text message:

"Oh em gee, where are you??"

Lyra, paused from grading her papers, "Ya know, I think we should call her."

"I sent her a text..."

"Um no.. Call her..." Lyra asserted.

Pinkie sighed and had placed a phone call to me, but went straight to voicemail:

"Hey Sunset, Lyra and I are wondering where you are right now, your pizza is getting cold, call me back, bye."

Pinkie turned her cell phone screen off, and flinged it to an empty space of her coach. With short silence between Pinkie and Lyra, Lyra baffled an expression to Pinkie's tone when she had left the voicemail, "Pinkie.... Did something happened between you two?"

"What are you talking about?" Pinkie irritated.

"I knew it! Ughhhhh....You girls... Stop this immaturity."

"What??" Pinkie replied broodingly.

"...What did you guys talk about?"

"We'll discuss it when she comes."

"No, tell me now."

"...It's about the incident two nights ago..."

Lyra, with a vague response, "No, I don't feel like talking about it, moment's passed, lets just get on with our lives."

"Lyra, I don't know who the hell Wind Rider is, but what I gathered from Sunset, he's not a good guy, you should know, he had you in tears.."

Lyra let out a sigh and frowned. Pinkie's words reverted Lyra's thoughts back in the car with Wind Rider, and that he was the one who attempted to murder Pinkie Pie. There's a reason why Lyra hadn't said anything about it two nights in a row of her staying at Pinkie's place. Lyra's concern that if she ever did tell her that same night, it could've led her into the dark side of things. So Lyra's idea was to stall for that time being.

"Pinkie... I have lots to learn about reality. No matter how much I go through the pain of learning, it feels like I haven't gotten anywhere."

"Lyra, what are you talking about? You have a good career, loving friends like me and Sunset, that's all you need, hun."

"But you and Sunset won't last forever, I won't last forever, so don't you think we've got to have some sort of plan B?"

"No, I say we should enjoy life while we have it. I know there will be hiccups a long the way, because nothing is perfect, not even friendship... We made mistakes, but we forgave, because that's just reality." Pinkie rested her hand on her shoulder.

"I guess..." Lyra replied in a low voice, "Pinkie, I have something to tell you, I know I should've told you two nights ago, but I thought it wasn't the right moment, so I waited for tonight..."

Pinkie, with her face of curiosity, given her all of her attention to Lyra.

Lyra's lips fluttered as she struggled in words, "Wind Rider tried to......"

"Tried to what?..." Pinkie broodingly questioned.

Lyra couldn't say the words, but her facial expression was enough to give Pinkie a clear explanation. Pinkie's eyes widened, "How did you manage to escape?..."

"...I managed to catch him off guard by kneeing him on his side and punching him as hard as I ever did."

"Whoa! attagirl! you were always a mystery to me, I never thought of you beating up a guy." Pinkie Pie complimented.

"There's another thing you need to know, Pinkie." Lyra took the TV remote and lowered the volume.






"Wind Rider is the man who tried to murder you."

Pinkie had a grin that faded quickly as silence filled the room, "You're not joking..."

"...No..." Lyra said in a low voice.

Pinkie ascended quickly, carelessly grabbing her coat from one of the hangers causing some of her other coats to drop on the floor, "Okay, we gotta find Sunset."

Lyra stood up, blocking her way from Pinkie trying to exit her way out the apartment door, "Pinkie, I hope you know that violence is not the way to handle things."

"Lyra! Wind Rider almost outdid us both, where's Sunset when we thought she was going to be here forty-five minutes ago?!"

"Then let me come with you."

"No. You're much safer here."

"Pinkie, you can't leave me here alone, I'll just be paranoid thinking about what could happen to both of you; furthermore, I was a part of his evil plan, so just let me come.."

Pinkie gazed at Lyra for a minute as contemplating whether to bring Lyra with her or not, "...Fine... but you stay close."

"Pinkie, I am not a baby, I can take care of myself..." Lyra had quickly put her shoes on and grabbed her coat from the floor that Pinkie had carelessly dropped, "last I heard from our phone conversation, she said she was walking through the corner of 32nd street and 3rd avenue."

"Okay, lets go.." Both nodded, then hastily stormed out of the apartment door.










32ND STREET AND 3RD AVENUE, HUMANEHATTAN - 7:00 PM, SAME NIGHT










Both arrived at the location of the corner of 32nd Street and 3rd avenue, but I was nowhere in sight. In these crowded streets, Lyra and Pinkie obscuredly continued tracking me down thoroughly, and never gave up, least not just yet.

"Lyra, she's not here, are you sure?" Pinkie Pie questioned in a strong tone, as trying be clear of way from fast walking people crashing onto her.

"Yeah, I'm sure." Lyra analytically refuted.

The crowded street had vastly changed, street became spacious momentarily. Lyra and Pinkie paused to see a man of familiar face, Trenderhoof. He stood against the street sign holding a half smoked cigarette. He took a big puff and gave an annoying grin, "You girls must be looking for Sunset." Trenderhoof speculated.

Pinkie Pie asserted angrily, "Where is she, you sick son-of-a...."

"Whoa whoa whoa whoaaaa!! Easy there buddy, sounds like someone here ate a big bucket of chains and can't anxiously wait to vomit it all on someone just to strangle him."

Lyra with a worried face, took a couple of steps on Trenderhoof's direction, "Trenderhoof, where is she?"

"How should I know, I am on my lunch break, or dinner break, rather." Trenderhoof took another puff of his cigarette, and pleasurably let out a smoke.

Pinkie fleeted towards Trenderhoof grabbing his shirt, "Enough of your crap, where the hell is Sunset?" Pinkie said wolfishly.

"Hey hey hey, okay okay! Hakuna my tatas, girl, I don't know where she wandered off, but we had a small talk."

Lyra gravely looked at Pinkie as a protest to release Trenderhoof, "Pinkie, I think he's telling the truth."

Pinkie, still with face of fury, released his shirt and shoved him back on the street sign post. She waved her hair on the side and folded her arms, "Start talking."

"Damn girl, a girl like you with such strength, you must be dominant in bed."

Lyra tried to hold Pinkie back in words, "Pinkie, don't let his absurdity of words fill your head, we only came here for one thing."

"Sure... Anyway, I've had enough of your mockery." As Trenderhoof dusted off his shirt, "You girls are so naive, yet ya'll still follow through with your so-called friendship in these time of age. What can you girls accomplish from it? What is the prize money? It's not like you girls are blood-related after all... On the other hand, Sunset, with her sovereign personality, she should know by now that not every one last forever in this planet. When she's gone, what will become of you two? Don't look at the bright side, girls, look at the worse possible outcome. At her age, she should be married with three kids or something, but she's still stuck in the same loop of life, hoping for an existence of magic, friendship, and candy in the sky life which is never going to happen again. Get passed it, live for the moment of reality, friendship was magic... Grow up!"

The air felt heavy. Lyra and Pinkie was downhearted by words of Trenderhoof. Truth does hurt, and Pinkie hates to admit it.

Lyra faced Pinkie and asserted with an idea, "Pinkie Pie, I think I know where Sunset is."

Pinkie, still gazing at Trenderhoof, shook her head with disdain, "You're really going to get it, you back the hell off."

"Wow Pinkie, you've totally turned dark side, and I'm totally digging it. Don't lose that cool of yours, baby. But anyway, you can't tell me what to do, this is a free country. I think I've told you enough, now get outta here."




Leaving Trenderhoof behind, Lyra led the way to the streets of HuManehattan. They took a couple of turns and street corners then stood by the transportation bus stop. As both waited for the bus, Lyra pulled out her phone to text her boss about not being able to show up for work tomorrow. Pinkie Pie questioned, "Ummm, Lyra, you sure you know where Sunset went?"

"Yes... She's at Sweet Apple Acres." Lyra refuted with confidence as she turned her cell phone screen off and slid it back in her coat pocket.

"But Lyra, we haven't been there in.. Wow like... it's been quite a while."

"I know, but I am sure she's there."

"Okay." Pinkie, in a calm voice.

Both waited patiently, then the bus finally came to a stop right before them. The door had folded open. Lyra entered, and Pinkie followed after. Lyra pulled out her transportation card, and swiped it at the card reader that was displayed right beside the bus driver, "Evening ladies, enjoy your ride." Lyra nodded. She was not in the mood for a word of anything. Both sat on a vacant seat on the right, and the bus left the curb.

A lot had happened in a short time. Pinkie Pie being hospitalized, Lyra almost got harassed by a sadist, and Trenderhoof being the tip of the iceberg of this whole mess. If only we can wish these problems to disappear in fracture of seconds. Going against the words of Trenderhoof, I am not naive. I do still have faith in magic in these time of age. My girls, Lyra and Pinkie, still needs me. Only in good times they will understand that living life is not scary after all. Haters will hate and try to beat you hard to the ground. So far, it's affecting us slowly, like dark magic that's gradually consuming the good in us, We must stick together to fight it.