A Pinker Point of View
Pinkie stood under the warm shower, finishing up the long and tedious process of washing her mane. Her happy mood from earlier had only grown stronger to the point where she could barely keep herself from bursting into song.
You should kiss him more.
She kinda wanted to, but Nonny said kisses were super duper intimate for humans.
Come on, it’s not like you’re kissing him on the mouth.
Aaaaand now she wanted to kiss him on the mouth.
“I can’t!” Pinkie thought, shaking her head violently to clear away the lewd image.
Why not? You love him, don’t you? What better way to show it?
Despite knowing better, she let her mind wander straight back to the image of Anon holding her in his arms, kissing her gently while Gummy played a harp.
“He’s so strong,” she whispered to herself.
And handsome.
Not just handsome, Nonny was the absolute cutiest, most patootiest cutie patootie to ever cute a patoot. Pinkie couldn’t stop herself from giggling.
What do you think he looks like naked?
“Omigosh, no! Bad Pinkie!” She lightly slapped herself.
He’s like a present. He wraps himself up in clothes all the time to cover up the goods.
“Stop!”
Don’t you wanna unwrap him?
“No!”
...
“...yes.”
Then you gotta work for it! Make him yours, filly!
“But he’s so shy. I don’t wanna come off too aggressive; he’ll think I’m a weirdo...”
If you don’t, somepony else will.
“What are you talking about?”
He came home from his “walk” this morning smelling like Rarity.
Pinkie paused. It was true, she remembered smelling a hint of frills and lace on him.
“Maybe they bumped into each other and hugged.”
Or maybe he went to see Rarity and didn’t tell you.
“That’s silly! Why would he do that?”
Perhaps he wanted some alone time with her.
“That’s not funny...”
They were together all day.
“Because they’re friends.”
Not for long, at the rate things are going. Don’t you think Anon would prefer somepony more calm?
“What are you saying?”
She’s so much prettier than you, too. They look good together.
“...Why would you say that?”
Don’t feel bad, you can always join their herd somewhere down the line.
Pinkie felt a pang of hurt and jealousy at that thought. She didn’t want that.
What’s wrong? Sharing is caring, isn’t it?
“...I don’t want to share.”
That’s awfully selfish of you.
It was, but...
“I don’t care,” Pinkie said resolutely. “If that makes me a bad pony, I’m fine with it.”
There’s that confidence. Use that.
“But how? I barely know anything about dating stallions.”
That’s what friends are for. They can help you.
“...Nonny might not even like me back.”
Did you give up when Discord stole the Elements?
“No...”
Did you give up the first time Cranky Doodle Donkey said he didn’t want a friend?
“No.”
Did you give up when Gummy beat you at checkers?
“No!”
So if Nonny doesn’t like you back, are you gonna give up?
“Never!”
Then go out there and do the dating thing!
“I still don’t kn-“
Then go out there and learn how to do the dating thing!
“Yeah!”
With a silent but triumphant cry, Pinkie leapt from the shower, shook herself dry, and trotted out into the hallway, her head held high. It wasn’t until she reached the living room that she remembered she was at Nonny’s house. The Nonny in question was napping on the couch again. It was only a quarter to five, but that colt had an incredible talent for sleeping.
Instead of waking him up, Pinkie stared at him for a little while, then wrote a quick note and stuck it to his chin, planting a teensy tiny kiss on the tip of his nose while she was at it. When her butterflies eventually settled, she trotted out the door.
Pinkie had many, many friends, but there was only one she trusted enough to talk to about dating. When she reached Carousel Boutique, she found it empty save for Sweetie Belle. After questioning the filly, she set off again, this time for the post office. As she walked into the small building, she almost walked into the very pony she was looking for.
“Oh, hey!” Pinkie greeted. “Sweetie Belle said I could find you here. Listen, I know this is sudden, but I need your help.”
“Are you hiding from the cops?”
“Even better! I need to tap into your vast knowledge of romance.”
“Not this again,” Scootaloo groaned.
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Was the hue change for Pinkie's mind speak intentional?
9828260
I think so
Really? Going to any of the CMCs at all for romance advice?
9828260
I'm certain it was. Remember Party of One?
Poor Scoots. The two odd balls coming to her for advice she knows nothing about.
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Ye
Thought she was having a "conversation" with Gummy for a minute there.
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Aight cool, just making sure. I liked it, really cool.
That alllllmost went into some scary territory, thankfully Pinkie pulled herself back from the brink. "Nonny" really doesn't need to be traumatized by having his pretty pink pony "snapping". That mare is scary.
This makes me feel like they shouldn't be together. Its like she's taking the worst of herself and combining it with Rarity's romantic delusions. For one, glamorous fairytale princesses and such are stupid, and all that is based on Rarity's lust for status and wealth. Plus Pinkie saying she'll pursue him and get him no matter what, even if he says no is the worst way to approach it. Cranky Doodle shouldn't be used as a positive example, its a huge fuckup for Pinkie, where she cared more about her own desires than making others happy or being friends. Her applying that to Anon says Pinkie not only shouldn't be in a relationship with him, it says she isn't really his friend anymore.
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Perhaps, but sometimes persistence pays off. Not that it always does, but I get the feeling that Pinkie is speaking in hyperbole here. If her advances really made Anon uncomfortable to the point where they couldn't be friends anymore, Pinkie would back off. Friendship is precious to her, after all.
Short but sweet.
I don’t know any other writer who gets more smiles per unit chapter out of me with Pinkie’s point of view.
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My intention was for Pinkie to see it as: if Anon rejects her, she won’t stop loving him, but will instead try to become the pony he can love
Scootaloo the romance guru!
Thanks for the update!
9828465
Your view is too narrow. If he's really opposed she'll back off unconditionally. That's how she is. But right now she's hyping herself up in her mind. This is more than acceptable - it's normal.
Don’t downvote my mans 9828465 for giving his honest thoughts. If something doesn’t translate the way I wanted it to, I’d prefer to know.
Same for the other dudes down there
I wasn’t expecting this but I like it.
That was... intense, lmfao
Reading Pinkie's thoughts literally getting darker wasn't something I expected. Rock on with your socks on, I fucking loved it
Y'all should definitely do more POV switches in the future
those 2 are a lot alike
This just makes me love her more. A tiny kiss on the nose gives her butterflies. How utterly adorable.
Still though, I wonder why Pinkie thought to go to Scoots. I know I (Anon) did but... Scoots is gonna point to Rarity, isn't she.
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You don’t need to worry about that, Scoots is just there for the funny.
9828828
Excellent. It made me giggle anyway.
I am totally looking forward to more, Merr.
9828648
Now that seems a bit reasonable, but still kinda iffy. When she said she'd pursue him even if he said no it looked like her character has taken a sudden 180° turn. Your portrayal of her so far has been one of the best I think; wacky random fun, but still caring in a way early Pinkie overlooked. Her going from that to not taking no for an answer would be a rather disturbing twist to take. But you probably didn't mean for it to go that direction obviously.
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I could head the headslaps when she confronted Scoots and not some other particular white unicorn. Although it does make me wonder why Pinkie needed help avoiding the police before... Hmm...
Ooooh...
Almost went Pinkamena there.
Also,
Hah!
Oooh.
Another wonderful gift and with a new perspective to boot.
Me: sees chapter is only 750 words
"Oh no!"
Me: sees chapter is from Pinkie's perspective
"Oh yes!"
Me: sees twist at the end with Scoots
"Oh no!"
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I like the subtle colour change from pink to a darker shade when the thoughts went a bit darker.
In the writing business that's what we call thematic, kids.
Like a stupid, I been sleeping on this fic for too long. Just read it over the past couple days and I crave more. Fantastic work.
my GOD I love this story!
That pink got really dark for a while.
Great job!
That's right, Pinkie, go to Scootaloo. She way more knowledge then most know.
Hey anon, hurry up and date the adorable Ponka you fool!
SCOOTALOO THE LOVE GOD
I'm here for this
Hi Pinkamena. :P
(Well, I'm enjoying this. The shade change was pretty brilliant, and her going to Scootaloo of all ponies was hilarious. Pretty much proves those two belong together. So yes, I'm enjoying this and hope to see more. Also, your dog is cute.)
i swear to god this fic always makes me grin like a fucking moron.
I've read, re-read, and re-re-read this story. It is my absolute favorite rendition of Pinky! The snark and sarcasm of Anon also warms the cold, bitter caverns of my heart. May your writing pen never run out of ink dear author, and please don't keep me in suspense forever on how this ends.
I'm dying, lmfao
I hear you at the end there be like...
https://giphy.com/gifs/south-park-xoxo-good-night-2XNzD7rjCu3DO
Pinkie ponko is a QT Patootie and deserves all of the hugs.
That last line made me snort... it is currently 11:30 at night where I am... good work.
I just binged most of this yesterday. Good stuff to read after a lame day.
Did somepony say chickun!?!
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Ponker's inner voice turning darker was a really great touch.
So... that wasn't mildly creepy or anything
i want more~!!!
Damn that was a tasty binge, waiting for the rest of the
meauhh storyI don't like this. She said no, but that's like..
It vibes a bit like "the royal break up chronicles".. and i don't like that.
Man, this story was stuck on my backlog for a long time, but I’m hella glad I got around to it!
Can’t wait to see what you do next, cuntmuffin.