Pinkie Pie for President

by Dreadnought

Questions

The assembly room inside town hall lay deserted. No fires burned in the hearth nor did steam flow through the radiator pipes. The only warmth came from the late winter sun that poured through the windows. The room was silent save for the muffled cheers of the gathered masses outside. The room was cold and lifeless, yet somehow still felt inviting at the same time.

Suddenly a bright magenta flash filled the room. It quickly dissipated to reveal two ponies. The one to the left stood resolute as the magical aura faded around her horn. The other, wide-eyed and pale, tettered for a moment.

“Next time yah want tah teleport, give me a warnin’,” admonished Applejack.

Twilight blinked and turned to her friend. “I’m sorry. I wanted to beat Pinkie in here. I’ve got a lot of questions and I need answers.”

“Ah think Ah’m gonna be sick!” Applejack leaned on a chair for support and buried her face deep into her stetson.

The cheering briefly grew louder as a chilled wind swept throughout. As abruptly as it started, the wind stopped at the sound of a shutting door. Hooves pounding on the wooden floors echoed down the hall, indicating something was bouncing towards the assembly room. A moment later pink pony skipped into the room.

“Pinkie Pie!” cried Twilight.

“Pinkie….” groaned Applejack before she again hid her face in her hat.

“Twilight! Applejack!” greeted Pinkie.

“Pinkie, what’s going on!” demanded Twilight.

Hitting the apex, Pinkie lightly floated to the floor and considered the question. “Weren’t you two in the crowd when I made the announcement?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, I thought it was obvious. Maybe my speeches need work.”

Twilight wouldn’t be denied. “What’s ‘The United States’? Where is it? What is ‘President’? Why are you running for that office?”

“Oh, I’d love to answer your questions, but I have a meeting with my campaign manager right now and I pinkie promised to be there. Stop by Sugarcube Corner tomorrow. Okay, bye.” With that, Pinkie hurried through the back door of the assembly room and down the street towards the aforementioned business.

“Well,” Twilight huffed, “that didn’t answer any of my questions. What do you think, Applejack?” She turned to her friend.

A green-tinted Applejack looked up, with bits of saliva hanging from the corners of her mouth. “Ah think Ah need a new hat.”

Author's Note:

Perhaps a tease, but things will become clear soon enough....

Dreadnought

PS - Happy Super Tuesday!

Comments

[Dreadnought]

10090779
Given your avatar, perhaps you'd like to check out my story Training.

Dreadnought

[Warrior of Virtue]

Celestia: Pinkie Pie, I'm afraid that you can't run for President of the United States.

Pinkie: Why not?

Celestia: Because you weren't born there. You're not even a citizen.

Pinkie: (dejected) Oh.

Celestial: However, I have just received permission from President Trump to establish an embassy in the United States and I was hoping that you and the other Element Bearers would consider serving as our official ambassadors. What do you say?

Pinkie: (excited) When do I start?!

[Dreadnought]

10115701
Let's just see what happens.

[Striving for Harmony]

Well, at least the chapter title is accurate. You have here a bunch of good questions, but the character in question simply sidesteps giving a straight answer. Just like a real politician

[Dreadnought]

10121890
Hmm.... You are good at detecting the games of politicians. You are a threat to the establishment.

[silvadel]

Pinkie would trash the budget. The only things we'd have going for us is pinkie sense, her ability to not let the adversary get a word in edgewise, her lack of a Dunbar number. I think pinkie would have a hard time with coronavirus and watch out if she deflates.

[GuardianofRoin]

Still better than Trump or Biden