Pinkie Pie: Private I - The secrets of my friends

I'm sorry for breaking my Pinkie promise Mr. Journal, I'll be sure to give myself a big punishment later, but I can't just leave. I have to get evidence. I need to know how I can prove that Dashie is a mecha-mare. Let's think about this rationally(1). What have we got so far Mr. Journal?

The D45}-{ paper

The stained bed sheets

A machine off the floor (not sure what it does).

And the memos that were on the desk.

I didn't read you the memos yet did I? You better be glad that you don't have a brain, because if you did, this paper would make it explode. Twice.

(The date has been thoroughly rubbed out)

I find myself assigned to a small, primarily earth pony village. It is called "Ponyville". Why the superiors sent me here I will never know, there appears to be little of interest for my assignment. Nevertheless, I will not complain. The task of lead weathermare is a bit beneath my abilities, but it will do as a cover. To take additional precaution, they have suggested I assume an alias. I agree with this. If I reveal any truth about myself, I place our entire operation at risk of discovery. So, until further notice, I will assume the name "Rainbow Dash". I assume they based the name off my prismatic mane and flight ability. I must leave, if my cover is to work I must blend in with the common pony of this town. It has been a while since the factory, and I need more experience with interacting with ponies to continue my facade.

(The name at the bottom is rubbed out)

What does it mean? Dashie was lying to us the whole time? She's been lying to all of us since the moment we met? I'm not sure I want to know...

I've gotta leave now, if I have Twilight's enchanted shoes out any longer she'll start looking for them, and when Twilight starts looking for something you can kiss your plot goodbye, she'll hunt it to the ends of Equestria! I'll write again as soon as I can, I gotta find out more about Dashie whoever this really is.