Choice

by AnOrdinaryWriter

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You decide against eating it, instead opting to set it on a nearby table alongside used cups and plates.

“Good idea, save room for cake!” Pinkie says. “I’m gonna go hang out with my friends but try to have fun and make some new friends while you’re at it!”

You nod, and Pinkie Pie disappears in the crowd, leaving you to entertain yourself with whatever other activities there were to try out.

***

The party passes by, and you join in on some of the other games, having fun with everypony else. You seem to fit in rather well, and the ponies you mingle with enjoy your company. Besides that, the party goes more than smoothly, and the atmosphere of the room is filled with amusement and happiness: all the ingredients of any Pinkie Pie party. It shouldn’t have come as a surprise to anypony that Pinkie’s newest party would be as amazing as always, and that’s why it doesn’t. She always throws the best parties, and today is proof of that.

Around mid afternoon, Pinkie Pie pulls a microphone out of her mane. She taps the foam around the end of the microphone, and a sharp, high pitched ringing catches the attention of all the party guests.

“Attention all partygoers!” she practically screams into the microphone, a few ponies blocking their ears momentarily in response. “Thank you all so much for attending Ponyville’s 60th anniversary party. I hope you’re all having a fantasterrific time!” The whole room claps, and you join in the applause. “I know how many of you would love for the party to go on, but its time for everypony to round up outside for the crosstown parade!”

Excited cheers and chatter arise from the assembly of partygoers who, after going quiet to give Pinkie Pie attention instantly become animated, heading for the doors of the building for the parade outside. You watch as everypony files out one by one, joining the ever-enlarging crowd outside the entrance of the bakery.

“Come on!” Pinkie calls out, ushering you to join the other ponies with her. You realize you’ve just been standing still for the past minute, and head along to join them.

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice something that causes you once again to stop. You turn your head toward the other side of the bakery and notice a small blue filly disappearing behind a door you hadn’t noticed before.

You eye the strange filly, wondering why she isn’t following the rest of the crowd. Maybe she needs help, or perhaps she’s a little bit lost. Should you follow her?

Follow the Filly__________________________________________________________________________________Follow the Crowd