Blinky and Inky are two sisters who have been envious of their joyous, bubbly, bouncy sister. When they go down to the mines, they find out one sweet way of bringing Pinkie Pie back to sanity.
Blinky and Inky are two sisters who have been envious of their joyous, bubbly, bouncy sister. When they go down to the mines, they find out one sweet way of bringing Pinkie Pie back to sanity.
A book from Mint-A-Licious, I hope you enjoy! For my first time posting, I'm surprised I would be able to come up with something like this. Teen for Language.
I didn't know what parties were. I didn't care, either. Mother and Father had no cares for the love of celebration and joyous laughter. Laughter that flooded my ears with misery, confusion and being lost. Blinky doesn't understand. She thinks that Laughter is the best creation, and that Pinkie was the good sister. Pinkie left us, though. If Pinkie truly were the good sister, she never would have left to live in her dumb idea to make others laugh. She left us to do the work. She left us to die here. Alone. Where nopony dares to tread unless they have rocks that they don't need.
Now, Mother and Father hate us. They question us. They ask us; "Have you done anything creative today"? I say no. I say that I'm doing what you have made me do, because I am loyal and good. I'm the good sister. Not Pinkie. Pinkie, The Good Sister. They are lying to us, and I know it. Inky, The Good Sister. Inky, The Good Sister, sounds better. It isn't like I ask for much, or leave the house, and ignore my job. Pinkie had idiotic dreams and aspirations. Pinkie, The Bad Sister. Inky, The Good Sister. Blinky, The Dumb Sister. The Pie's, The Idiotic family of dreamers who should all learn that one day, we will be gone and the only survivors will be the Princesses. Princesses like Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie's best friend. Twilight, The idiotic princess. Why would anypony trust Pinkie?
She leaves everyone she loves to tend to things that they shouldn't have to. She let us work on these rocks so she can make rock candies. She gave us the cups to scoop of rocks and she made the cups that held the tiny cakes. She made us feel ill, while she makes others feel well. She disobeyed mother and father, she abandoned Blinky and I. She's going to leave Twilight Sparkle. She's ruthless, heart-breaking and totally murderous of other's emotions.
I loath her, and I shall the rest of my life on this dreaded rock farm. And the new intern that is terrible. Trixie, The Boastful Fool. I hope she swallows a rock and suffocates.
Sincerely, Inky Pie.
I closed my book and slid it under my pillow. My messy hoof-writing wasn't easy to read, though. Hiding it would just be an attempt to make it safer than it should be. I wouldn't care if ponies read my opinions, either. If I were able to be kicked out of this rock farm, I would be the happiest of all ponies.
Making my way towards the stairwell of our massive home, I see at the table my sister, my mother, my father and the intern. They greet me with a hello as a sat down on a small, wooden chair. Carved by rocks with my own Mother's hoof. It was creaky and uncomfortable. The same as everything else.
"Daughter Inky," said my father, "tonight you say grace." He glared down at me with a sharp glance, it looked deadly and if looks could kill, I would be dead right now.
"Yes, Father." I lower my head with a sad look upon my face. Shutting my eyes and grabbing for the two hooves beside me. Trixie's hoof, Blinkie's hoof. I started to speak in my calmest voice possible. "Dearest Princesses, tonight we pray you give us the strength to continue our works, and that this meal is blessed with your goodness and that nopony be injured while in work. We pray you give mother the warmth to continue her wood carvings and that her works come out with goodness so that we may have more bits for better food-" A cought interrupted my prayer.
"And may Pinkie Pie be excelling in her craftsmenship of bakery and goods. Amen." My father. It was my father that interrupted me to pray for that witch. Everypony else said Amen, but I lifted my head and glared at the food. It look nasty, as always.
The lettuce was burnt to a crisp as the oats were nothing but frozen. It was a mess, and it looked revolting. The intern, however, must've thought it was delicious because she had already been half way finished. I let out a slow gag and passed my food down to Trixie. "Mother, Father. I am not hungry, and I would like to go to work now." I moved out of my chair and glared at my parents. I pushed in the chair and walked out the door. Blinky tilted her head and followed me, saying her apologies.
"Sister Inky! You can't just walk out on lunch like you just did." She told me, her short gray hair flopping in her face. Similar to my dark grey mane, but mine was longer. "You could be chastised."
"As if I care? Mother and Father only love Pinkie. Tonight, right now, I'm running away into the caverns. I'm going to find a diamond and I'm going to get rich so that I may run far. Far, far away from this farm." I walked a little faster to try to shake away my sibling of less intelligence.
"Nice alliteration?" Blinky tilted her head. Bringing back her focus she started to run, her hooves leaving a cloud of dust behind her. Standing in front of me she scowled. "You can't run away, though. Where would you go? Canterlot?"
"I was thinking more of Manehattan, but Canterlot is cool, too," I snorted and shoved Blinky aside as I walked closer to the caves that were unexplored. "I guess. If you want to come with me, you can."
Blinky perked her ears and started to run beside me. "Oh, really? I'd love to go with you, I mean, we could own a shop and sell goods. We could be the best ever!" She stopped me and wrapped her arms around my chest. I believe this is called a hug, but if it's not, it's not too bad and others should try it. "What would we sell? Drinks? Carbonated waters that taste like bark?"
I chuckled slightly, pushing myself out of the hug. "Whatever you want. I'm going to use my riches to get a make-over so that I can take Pinkie out of the cupcake shop so she can come back and help the Parents." I stopped as the cave's mouth was in my face. "This is it. Let's go, hmm?"
Blinky shook her head violently, running close behind me as the cave's darkness consumed us. We had daylight, and at night we had each other. The journey would be long, but it would be worth it to hurt Pinkie Pie. I would love to torment her.
In this world, there are probably two types of darkness. The first one; The blinding shade of midnight when it crosses over our eyes, or the blurred lines we see in our sleep. The second one; Being cruel and cold and heartless and empty of all emotions. It would be terrible to say that we, my sister and I, are both suffering from the "Dark", right now.
Where Blinky is fearful of the shadows in the cavern, I'm fearful of the shadows in my own heart. I don't know why I wanted to run away, I guess it would make sense. As a filly, each of us would get the same amount of attention. But, now, growing up, all that Mother and Father think about is Pinkie Pie.
I wonder why they think Pinkie Pie is so perfect? I'm the perfect one, here! I stayed home, I worked all day, I even give my fair helpings of food up to the intern who is upset because she lacks power. Although, I'm regretting that decision now, where I'm feeling faint due to hunger. Blinky is fine, but she can't go too long without sleep or food. I could go a while longer without food, and I can go a few days without sleep, Blinky, however. Blinky fails to have the ability to go without schedule and planning. I feel horrible, now, telling her that she can come along. Then again, who wants to go on a journey all alone?
Pinkie Pie did. Pinkie Pie could have invited us before she went off to go make others dreams come true. I don't care, though. I wouldn't want to be surrounded with her "perfectness" or "goodness". I want to be surrounded by masses of jewelry, unfathomable even by the two princesses. Tonight will be a long journey.
A long journey that may be worth it, though. Maybe. So, in my journal, I pray that Blinky has everything she needs. Even the strength to stay strong. If that makes sense.
With that, Sincerely, Inky Pie.
I shut my journal and drop my pen. Blinky bounced over and looked over my shoulder, her smile open with happiness. "So, Inky-" she started with a gasp of dusty, stoned air, "-where do you think we should go, hmm? There are tons of options. Left, Right, Up, Down. Where do you want to start?" She looked at me with her brilliant yellow eyes.
"Blinky. I think we should start going whichever way you'd want. It's up to you, as long us you lead us to riches." I muster the words out of my mouth as I stood up, stretched out my back and hooves, and yawned.
"Lets go to the left, because you are left-hoofed. That must be lucky." Blinky smiled widely, and warmly. I rolled my eyes slightly out of annoyance for her happiness.
"Left it is." I say as I start to walk towards the left opening of the cave. My purple eyes flashing with worry for my younger sister. "Are you sure you want to g-" Blinky walked straight by me and entered the cave with a bounce.
"Hurry up, Inky. Jeez, you take forever." Blinky bounced deeper into the cave without me, my ears flattening. She had the same amount of happiness that Pinkie Pie did, but with more reason. Blinky Pie was suffering from a hurt-filled life, and she makes it better with her fake smiles. Pinkie Pie just bounces around like an idiot because she thinks she can.
"Uh- Blinky. Wait up." I said with confusion as I trotted my way closer to her. "Blinky, I don't want you getting hurt, at all. Stay beside me, o-" Again, interrupted.
"Look at this! It starts going down!" Blinky sat down and glared up at me. I would hate to slide down this, I would rather not attack my own bottom with sharp objects. "Inky, Grab my and push us down."
I starred at her with an intense glare. I was ready to already yell at her, but I decided for my sanity I wouldn't do anything to harsh or rude. Somehow, I felt like I was forgetting something. I rolled my eyes again and moved closer as I sat down then wrapped my hooves around her waist. Her front hooves started to scoot us down.
Though it looked scary in the first place, I was wrong. We slid down with ease and, surprisingly, a lot less pain then I thought. The speed of this "ride" was so thrilling, Blinky even screamed with delight and waved her hooves up in the air. I could feel my tail being left behind in the dust, but it was a cool feeling. Similar to a bath, but with dirt instead of the foam. Something about this was exciting, and I even let out a squeal of delight. Well, that changed quickly.
From one moment, screaming with delight, to the next for screaming of fear. We were being scratched up and cut from the stones on the bottom, and we even went past a few gems. I lacked the speed to grab them, and instead I was thrown down. Feeling the lack of my sister around my hooves. I was shocked to see her a few feet in front of me.
"Blinky!" I screeched as I watched her drift away, I moved my head forward to gain speed, and it worked. But not enough. With Blinky so far ahead, and me lacking the speed, there was only one choice. Blinky stretched out her hooves and scrapped them across the stone walls. Her body stopped within a short amount of time, but I knew I wouldn't as I lept into the air and grabbed her around her neck and pulled her in close. We were hugging before we fell.
My body slamming against the sharp, rocky ground felt like a shock that made me paralyzed. Not being able to feel my rump or my hooves was scary, but not as scary as seeing my sister laying on the ground without moving. Had I killed my sister?
"No! Blinky! I knew this was a bad idea... I knew it was horrible, I knew I shouldn't have brought you." I sobbed loudly as I tried to manage my body. It didn't work as I was still on my back. There was only one thing to do, and here it wouldn't work no matter what. I shut my eyes and cried, as my voice-box prepared itself. "Help!" I screamed. "Somepony, Anypony, Help! Help us!" I felt my eyes going into a sharp pain.
"Help, Somepony. Something, anyone! We need help. My sister, she needs help. I can't... feel my body..." My tears spilled against my chest and fell onto my hooves. "Help! Help us!" My screaming was futile, and I knew it, too. My voice would be raspy soon, and the only pony who could possible scream us to help then would be my sister, and she may or may not be dead. I would find out anyways, the way I worked myself up. I felt my stomach turning. "Help. Someone. Help." I shut my eyes and cried softly as my body failed to move.
My tears hit the rocky ground like a waterfall. It hurt to feel nothing, but it hurt worse to know my sister may be dead when I wake up. It hurt to only feel hurt.
Bah. By Bah, I mean, we've been stuck down here with no help. Blinky has been waking up, though. That is the good news. I can feel in my lower legs now, but it hurts to try to walk. I'm waiting for a pony to come help us, hopefully Trixie.
I know Trixie is horrible and thinks that she could do such much more right now. Even after losing to her own battle. I'm rather upset, about her. The only way she could ever make money is by working with us, and she's taking the name of "rock farmers" to a new low. A low I've never known was there. I wonder how rich ponies feel?
Could you imagine the delight? Strolling in the bright lights Canterlot at night. Maybe I should write a story about it. I know how it would start;
Inky Pie, a pony who went from the lowest of all lows to the greatest pony in Equstria. Though she lived a harsh life of a rock farmer with an abuse father and depressive mother, she managed to climb her way up to the big city, along with her youngest sister, Blinky Pie. The two were on a mission, a mission to bring their sister to tears. Don't get them wrong, though. They aren't the bad guys.
Yes. That works perfectly. Though, I might be revealing the plot too quickly? I don't know. I don't like this whole, writing in my mind, thing. I miss my paper. I miss my pencil. I miss the disgusting sight of grey and white everywhere with the calm color of brown to compliment my father's tone. Sigh.
I blinked my eyes open. I still see the darkness that I've been flooded with for... How many hours has it been? At least twelve. Twelve hours is a long time, even with sleep. One can only dream for so long, and them some more due to the lack of joy in these caves.
I open my mouth slightly. A tiny squeal escaped my mouth and I took in a sharp breath. "Help!" I yelled one more time. My eyes caught a little bit of movement, but I didn't care unless it responded back.
The movement got bigger as it started to stand and walk closer to me, my vision was obscured and blurry from the darkness that was in front of me, and my ears flattened as I was deep in fear. I couldn't move, and for all I know it could be one of those "diamond dogs" we were warned about. I felt my heart race as it got closer and soon, it's face was in mine. I shut my eyes and waited for something to happen. Bad or good.
"Hey, Inky-" I opened my eyes to see a pair of yellow beams in my face, "-You awake?" I let out a sigh as Blinky pulled herself back. I rolled my eyes and started to get myself up. "I mean, well, are you okay? You look like you're in pain."
I scoff slightly. "Blinky, I can't move my back legs too much, if I do, I fall. I may have broken legs." I look down at my limbs that were wobbly. Blinky sighed.
"I could... carry you?" She whispered and lifted my front hooves up and put them on her back. "It won't be too bad for me."
I let out a chuckle. My violet eyes gleamed brightly as there were minor stone-gems behind Blinky. They greeted my eyes so slightly, I'm surprised I even saw them. "No, No. Blinky- you are going to carry gems. There are some behind you." I moved my front hooves off from Blinky and struggled to stand up by myself. "Wanna go grab them?"
Blinky looked behind herself and saw the amber gleams that I had. "Oh, sure! How many?"
I tilted my head slightly. What a dumb question. "Well. You know, only one or two-" Blinky nodded and ran towards the gems and only grabbed one in her mouth and started to come back. I let out a sharp scoff, "-All of them. All of them, Blinky." I raged in my sarcasm.
"Oh." Blinky went back to the pile and grabbed all of the gems, there was only four or five, but it was enough to get us a house. I was shocked, our family never took in consideration to be miners instead. I'd rather be risked in dragons. That's it. I knew something was wrong when we first fell in here.
"Blinky. Blinky, we need to get out." I grumbled violently. I staggered to move towards the hole we came from, though the pressure on my hind legs was sharp. I collapsed.
How could I not know that clearings are the worse thing to fall into. Everything is always so safe in Equestria, until you run into the occasional Hydra, Griffon, Manticore, Gorgon and, well, Dragon. It's terrible, really. How you can feel so safe, and then the next minute realize you can probably die.
Blinky trotted back over with the amber gems and dropped them by me. "Alright. Climb up my back."
I rest my hooves on top of Blinky's back and pushed my back legs. My front legs were filled with pressure as they finally got all my weight lifted onto my sister, the next step was to fit my strength to climb up the stone wall. How my body felt like waste as I tried to get up, but my back legs were not doing me any good. Blinky moved away and got her hooves under my legs- shoving me up into the hole. She passed the gems to me, and I caught them with ease. I lowered my front hooves to grab her, and she did the same. Pulling her up, something caught my eye.
Something I didn't want to see. Crawling out from the shadows was a puff of smoke, and following it would be a massive, devilish, murderous creature that would soon devour us whole. My heart racing, I dragged my sister up the rocks as I pulled her into the same spot as me. The dragon hadn't come out yet, so we weren't seen. I ducked my head and pushed Blinky's down, too. The smoke puff got darker, along with the sound of footsteps. Heavy footsteps. Out from the shadows came the monster.
Or, maybe, the baby monster. Out from the shadows came a tiny, baby dragon with a dark grey shade for scales. It's eyes were a sweet amber brown color, reminding me of the gems. This had to be an Ambergris Dragon- famous for the ball of grease and mass in their stomachs that was formed from the fuel of the Amber Stone. The amber stones were had in our hands. However, it may be very cute, but following that baby would be the mother. I stand up and throw one of the Amber Stones out towards the baby and started to walk away.
"Blinky- we'll be safe. Lets go." I started to walk away, but before I knew it- Blinky was back in the cavern carrying the Baby Dragon with her. "Blinky!" I whisper loudly, turning around. "We do not have time for this. Get back up here!"
Blinky chuckled as she trotted back to the hole, putting the baby dragon up beside me and crawling back up. "We'll keep the dragon and sell the Ambergris. We can name him Amby." The baby dragon screeched loudly, and bounced up the path we slid down.
"Amb-" I hesitate. I wasn't in the mood for arguing. I was just going to go to the right cavern and get gems from there, too. Then I would go sell them to a pawn shop and get my money. "You know, what? Fine. Let's go 'Amby'." I trotted up, following the dragon, and behind me, was my sister.
