Twilight Sparkle shook her head. You know, usually when I teleport, it doesn’t hurt so much…
She tried to move her hoof and realized she couldn’t. She tried to look side to side, but she could only do it so far; all she saw was wall.
“Hello? Anybody? A bit of help here!” Twilight struggled to move. “Where am I?”
“You’re at my second house!” a voice said.
Twilight looked up the best she could and saw Pinkie Pie on the wall. “Come again?”
“My second house. Doesn’t everyone have one?”
“Well, I do, but I can’t speak for anyone else…” Twilight mumbled.
“ ‘Kay, so you’re on my hunting plaque!” Pinkie Pie hopped off the wall.
“WHAT?!” screeched Twilight. “You hunt!”
The pink party mare went pfft and said, “No silly! I hunt for food, like cupcakes! Duh!”
Twilight sighed. “I guess that makes more sense…”
“Unfortunately, you can’t use any magic for a little while.”
“How long?” Twilight asked worriedly.
“Um… At least a day.”
Pinkie Pie got a stare in response.
“Would you like a cupcake?” Without waiting for an answer, Pinkie Pie shoved a cupcake into the other mare’s mouth. “Feel better?”
The lavender mare swallowed. “Yes, actually.”
“Would you like me to tell you a story?”
“Uh…”
“Alright, so one day this meanie pants pony walked into this really pretty town that threw lots of parties…”
***
Five hours later
“…and that is how I got this tattoo!” Pinkie Pie rubbed the side of her hoof, revealing a yellow heart.
“Huh. Very interesting, Pinkie.”
“I think I’ve seen some other ponies with the same tattoo as me!”
“Okay…”
“Hmm... I think Mr. Cake has one, maybe even the princess herself!”
Twilight laughed nervously. “I think that’s enough Pinkie.”
“Would you like one?”
“NO!” she answered frantically. “I mean, no, no thank you.”
“Okie dokie lokie!”
Loki poked his head in. “Did someone call me?”
“Nope. Sorry Loki,” Pinkie said.
“Okay. Sorry to interrupt.” Loki’s head disappeared.
Twilight didn’t know what to think about the surprise visitor.
“Well, I need to get going!”
“Wait, where are you going?” Twilight asked. “It must be very late.”
“And that’s why I’m going to bed!”
“What? You’re leaving me?!”
“No! I’m going to sleep here! I wouldn’t leave my friend who’s stuck in the wall all alone! I’m just going to get ready!”
“Oh.” The lavender pony let out a breath of relief.
So while Pinkie Pie bounced around, getting ready, Twilight thought about her predicament.
I certainly didn’t expect this to happen. Teleporting outside isn’t that hard. So how did I miscalculate so much?
“Twilight, I hope you don’t mind.”
“Don’t mind what?”
“I sing before bed!”
Oy.
“Ahem…
Wake me in the morn
With some candy corn
So that my mornings will be sweet
And I’ll cheer up everyone I meet!
My friends will be happy
And maybe I’ll see my pappy!
So good night and good morning
No forewarning
Be sweet in your dreams
And eat some lima beans!
Maybe you’ll have sweetness too
When I see you!”
“Wow Pinkie, that was better than I expected,” the alicorn in the wall remarked.
“And I came up with that on the fly!” Pinkie Pie bounced over to the bed she had set up. “I come up with a new one every night!” She got under the covers. “Nighty night Twilight!” Then she giggled. “That rhymes!”
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“Twilight?”
The mare lifted an ear and then opened her eyes. “Yes Pinkie?” she replied, voice thick with sleep.
“I need a story.”
Twilight was awake now. “You need a story?”
“Yes.”
Twilight tried to think of a story that would help her friend. Is this how my friend is at night? The silliest one, scared of the night? “How about Luna’s first Nightmare Night?”
“I experienced that one. Could you tell me a different one?”
Twilight was reminded of the time she had to tell a story to one of her cousins. The foal was acting like Pinkie Pie was. “How about the story of the Braymentown Musicians?”
“What’s it about?”
“Well, I can’t say too much, but it’s about a rooster, a cat, a dog, and a donkey wanting to become musicians.”
The pink mare sat up. “I wanna hear the story!”
Twilight glanced over at Pinkie Pie, noticing that her mane was flat. “One day, an old donkey who could no longer work heard his master making plans to be rid of him. The donkey, fearing for his life, decided to run away to Braymen. ʻThere I will be a musician,ʼ he said. As the donkey walked along the road, he met a dog…”
***
“…And they were so comfortable there that they never went to Braymen to be musicians. The end.”
“Oh, thank you Twilight for that story!” Pinkie Pie went over to Twilight and gave her a hug. “That was the best story ever!”
“You’re welcome Pinkie Pie.”
“Night Twilight!” Again, she giggled.
“Good night Pinkie.” Before she closed her eyes and went back into Luna’s realm, Twilight looked at Pinkie.
Her mane was poufy once more.
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Twilight’s head jerked up. “Huh, whuh?” She saw Pinkie Pie looking at her. “What?”
“I was just thinking about how your face would look on a cupcake.”
“Okay…”
Pinkie Pie bounced out of the room. “What would you like for breakfast?”
Twilight felt her stomach growl. “I’m kind of in the mood for some dandelion soup.”
“One dandelion soup, coming up!”
Not too long later, Pinkie Pie came out with two bowls. “Here it is!”
Twilight tried to see inside the other bowl. “What are you having for breakfast?”
“Cereal!”
“Cereal?” The purple alicorn was puzzled. “What’s cereal?”
“In its simplest form, it’s wheat—” she pulled out some wheat “—with other ingredients, like sugar!” The Element of Laughter poured some (maybe a bit too much) sugar in her bowl. “Then you add in milk… and voilà!”
“That seems interesting. May I try?”
“Sure!” Pinkie Pie picked up Twilight’s spoon and scooped some cereal. She then proceeded to put it in Twilight’s mouth.
Twilight chewed and then swallowed. “Not bad.” She tried levitating her bowl, but then remembered that she couldn’t perform any magic. “Um, Pinkie?”
“Yeppers?”
“Could you feed me?” Twilight asked sheepishly.
“Sure! One good turn deserves another, you know!”
***
It wasn’t long before all the soup was gone. “That was delicious, Pinkie!” Twilight licked her lips. “What was in it?”
“Well, the usual, plus sugar, celery, butternut squash, and suntree fruit!”
Twilight nodded her approval. “Suntree fruit was a great choice!”
“Yep!” Pinkie bounced into the kitchen and then bounced back, minus the plates. “So, how did you get into my wall?”
“I teleported.”
“Did you mean to come here?”
“No.”
Pinkie Pie thought a bit. “Were you thinking of me?”
Now it was Twilight’s turn to think. “I was thinking of visiting you later yesterday.”
“Well, there you go!”
“Huh?”
Pinkie Pie bounced around the room. “Thinking of me distracted you from doing the spell right. And since I was here, just checkin’ on Gummy’s pond that I have here, that’s where you teleported!”
Twilight went over what Pinkie said. “That’s pretty good Pinkie!”
The party mare glanced at a clock somewhere. It must have been on the same wall as Twilight, because she couldn't see it. “It’s been almost a day. Try… lifting me up!”
“Alright…” Twilight started concentrating, and she could feel the magic flowing through her. She saw a magenta aura around Pinkie. “It worked!"
“Now try teleporting! After you set me down, off course.”
So the alicorn set Pinkie down and said, “Wish me luck!”
“Luck!” Pinkie Pie said as Twilight teleported…
…into the opposite wall.
“Wow Twilight! I didn't expect you back so soon!”
“I would face-hoof if I could,” Twilight muttered under her breath.
“Time for another story!”
Twilight sighed.
Author's Note
Pinkie's heart tattoo is a reference to the G3 heart on the magnet hoof.
The part about Pinkie being scared I wrote while I was listening to “Zero Gravity” by Kerli.
The story of the Braymentown Musicians is based off of a children’s Real Along With Me™ version of The Brementown Musicians.
A suntree fruit is both spicy and sweet, kind of like the Sun: hot, but life-giving. The suntree was cultivated by Princess Celestia’s gardeners, who named the tree, along with the fruit, after the raiser of the sun. Its leaves are perpetually orange or yellow, and the fruit is the same, but with red, and the colors swirl all the time. The fruit is also round. There is also a moontree, but I won’t tell you what it looks like or what its fruit is right now.
I have an idea. Guess what it looks like! See if what you think is similar to what I think!
