• Published 18th Feb 2013
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I Am Not the Actor - cleverpun

After one of Pinkie's clones wins the paint-watching test, she slowly finds that "being yourself" is never as simple as it sounds. Especially when everypony has a different idea about who you are, and who you should be.

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4. Now I'm to Begin

4. Now I’m to Begin

Twilight had been staring at the door to Sugarcube Corner for a while now. She hadn’t been able to sleep. She had just been thinking about what Fluttershy had told her, and why she hadn’t been able to argue with her.

When she told her other friends, they had agreed with Fluttershy. She hadn’t been able to argue with them, either. Whenever she tried, she thought back to her poorly planned attack back in town hall. Twilight shook her head. Too late now, she thought to herself. She pushed the thoughts out of her mind and went back to staring at the door.

Twilight knew Pinkie Pie got up early every day to prepare for parties. She was hesitant to knock on the door this early. That social more of interrupting a sleeping person festered at the front of her mind. What if this new Pinkie was a late sleeper? What if Twilight had to wait around until noon to tell that imposter what everypony had decided?

“No. I’m not gonna sit here that long,” she whispered. The words were very loud in the quiet morning. They didn’t convince her as much as she had hoped, but she finally got up the nerve and knocked on the door anyway.

A small flurry of noise echoed from inside the building. A few seconds later it subsided, and Pinkie flung open the door.

Her eyes lit up, and a huge smile swept across her face. “Twilight! I’m so happy to see you!” Pinkie flung her arms around Twilight.

Twilight didn’t return the hug. “Uhm, hello, Pinkie. May I come in?”

“Of course, of course! How silly of me!” Pinkie released Twilight and bounced back inside. “Come in, come in! I was just baking cupcakes. It’s what I do, after all!”

Twilight set her bag by the door. She had half-expected the place to be a mess, to have all the furniture rearranged, to be painted a different color, to somehow reflect how abnormal everything felt. Except it didn’t. Everything was exactly the same.

She followed Pinkie into the kitchen. There was a notable pile of pots and utensils scattered everywhere. “I see you haven’t figured out how to do dishes yet.”

“Nope! I’m working on it, though.”

Twilight sighed. The anger and guilt and fatigue seemed to cancel each other out, and she managed to speak calmly. “Anyway, I came here to tell you that everypony decided to let you stay.”

Pinkie gasped. “Really!? See, I told everypony I won fair and square! There’s no way I would ever cheat with something that important.”

“Yea, well, congratulations, I guess.” Imposter.

“Just you wait, Twilight! I’m going to be the best Pinkie Pie ever. I promise not to disappoint you or any of my other new friends!” Pinkie hopped over to Twilight and gave her another one-sided embrace.

Thankfully, the doorbell rang.

“Oh boy! Another visitor!” Pinkie skipped into the foyer, and returned moments later with Fluttershy.

“Look, Twilight! Fluttershy came by to give me a housewarming present!”

“Hi, Fluttershy.” Twilight said evenly.

“Oh, uhm, hi, Twilight.”

“Oh man, this is the best day ever. My first-ever present, from my first-ever friends!” There was a loud ding from the oven. “And my first-ever batch of cookies! Wait right here.” Pinkie leapt over to the oven and began to pull out several large baking trays.

“I thought she was baking cupcakes…?” Twilight asked aloud.

“Well, she’s…enthusiastic.”

“She’ll never be Pinkie Pie, no matter how much or how well she bakes.”

“If you say so…”

“Crumpets are done! What are you two whispering about?”

“Nothing,” Twilight answered promptly.

“Ooh, so it’s a secret? I love those! They’re a lot of fun. Is it about me? It’s about me isn’t it? Anyway, try these brownies! Fresh from the oven!” Pinkie offered them the tray of baked goods. The shapeless brown lumps scattered across it looked incredibly unappetizing.

“They look, uhm, nice.” Fluttershy took one, and Twilight reluctantly followed suit.

Pinkie smiled and carried the tray back to the kitchen island, singing a song to herself as she slid the cupcakecookiebrowniecrumpets onto a plate. She looked up and found the other two staring at her. “What?”

“I’ve never heard that song before,” Twilight said.

“Oh, well, I guess you wouldn’t have! It’s from the other side of the pond.”

Twilight and Fluttershy exchanged a glance, though Twilight’s was more of a resentful glare.

“Well, don’t just stand there, dig in!”

The two ponies braced themselves, and finally took a bite simultaneously. They spat them out simultaneously as well.

“Sooo, what did you think?” Pinkie asked excitedly.