The Door

by Equimorto

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Pinkie was blindfolded, because of course she would be. And the door was there, taunting her.

It was a party. A party of two, but even without her sight Pinkie was still equivalent to about a dozen normal ponies. Games were played, songs were sang, confetti were scattered and cakes were somehow eaten. And all the while Pinkie saw nothing, for whatever silly reason she'd decided to throw a party blindfolded.

And so Twilight had her party. A party of three, for her. Her, Pinkie, and the door. Oh, she tried to have fun, and she did actually have some. But the door was always there. It knew it wouldn't be seen, so it chose to play with her. And despite her best efforts, Twilight couldn't ignore it, though she chose not to bother Pinkie with it.