Back in the library after her encounter with Applejack, Twilight was poring over the book which had allowed her to save the elements. Pinkie, she’s going to be tough to crack with her mind as jumbled and random as it is. There has to be some sort of technique I can use. While she studied and fretted, Spike brought in some tea for his mother, she had been so stressed recently constantly studying or helping her friends.

Twilight only noticed he was even there when he placed the tea on the desk, prompting her to smile caringly at him, before beginning to drink. However, when the first sip touched Twilights tongue, her eyes widened and she picked up the book in her magical grip, flipping through until resting at a certain page. Yes, that’ll just about do it. Smiling, Twilight finished the tea and had a good nights sleep, curled up with Spike.

The next day, Twilight had Spike take a letter to Pinkie asking her to come to the library, and so it was that after two hours of trying to find her, the letter was delivered and Pinkie charged through the door. Searching around for a brief moment, Pinkie saw Twilight at the table with a pile of cakes and a few cups of tea. “Pinkie, I’ve had a bit of a problem,” Twilight admitted, in a rather dramatic fashion, “I have all these cakes but no one to share them wi-”, Twilight was cut off by Pinkie eating half the cakes in just over a second.

Staring blankly at the unholy figure of a pony who should be much larger than she is, Twilight sipped at some tea, left specially for her. You see, the method she had found seemed perfect for one such as Pinkie, an enchantment that would soften and slow the mind. This enchantment was easily placed on cakes, or sweets of any kind. Indeed, even as she sipped, Pinkies hair was slowly flattening and her composure deflating. Jumping on this chance, Twilight decided to use a familiar form of hypnosis and employed the colour changing eyes made popular by the chaos lords of old, if the book were to be believed.

As Twilight's eyes began to erupt, she gripped Pinkies head with her hooves, forcing Pinkies gaze to focus solely on her. As expected, Pinkies eyes never drifted or got distracted in this state, uncommon for the party pony whose energy never seemed to abate. The hypnosis slowly molded and melded with her mind, leaving her susceptible to orders even with no reason or no rhyme. “Pinkie, I know more than you, so I can give you orders. Call me Friend only when I am alone with you. Otherwise, act and play as usual so no one gets suspicious so that, while you’re quite bright, I am the only force that you respect.” Twilights orders seems so simple to the pink party pony, forcing her will and will and rendering any resistance still and stoney.

Breaking off the hypnosis, Twilight's eyes returned to normal, as did Pinkies, who just sat and stared. Brushing that off, Twilight was about to let Pinkie leave when she decided on one final adjustment, “By the way, Pinkie when you’re around me be more orderly.” A simple command that had a quick effect on the pony, as she straightened up and kept quiet. The quiet that she had kept up for the entire encounter was worrying Twilight a little, “Pinkie, speak.” The words that were uttered, which could have been more carefully picked, caused Twilight to prepare for a verbal barrage.
They however were only met by a short, “Ok, Friend” from the peculiar pink party pony. That order must have sunk in more than I thought. It might have been too big of a step, changing her personality like this, but the constant randomness was so annoying. Though it could have broke up the elements, I had to change her. Sufficiently justified, Twilights thought now went on to the final matter, Rainbow Dash, I’ll fix you and then the elements will be whole again! Then I can move onto getting rid of that monster that tricked you all in the first place!

Author's Note

A unanimous vote for Pinkie, nearly done with the Mane Six too. Thank you to my prereader, Jamin P Rose.