Unpredictable (Balloons)

While the author pony assumed that Twilight would have no work for him, he decided to go to the Golden Oak Library anyway, after his daily ritual. There was another crude note on the door in light pink. It read:

Hi Swifty! Twilight has NO WORK FOR YOU!!!!! Have a NICE DAY!

~~~~ Pinkie Pie ~~~~

Her signature was surrounded by lots of smileys and unnecessary drawings, and by appearance she was just trying to fill up the page. He found it odd that Pinkie wrote the note, not Twilight, but again he remember the odd and charming nature of the mare, and didn’t worry himself about it. He decided that today would be another “relaxation” day. Again, he didn’t really mind the wait. He was certain that the next day would be great.

She was there at a punctual 10:01. She knocked at the door a bit tentatively, which was surprising for Pinkie. Swiftpen knew that he would have no other visitors that Friday, so he answered the door without hesitation, to find a strangely nervous looking Pinkie Pie. She quickly lost the look and regained her normal wide grin and hyper behavior.

“Hi Swifty! Where do you want to go for this? We could go to the library! Twilight’s out of town on ‘business’ so we wouldn’t bother her. Whattaya say?” The brown stallion thought about it, and figured that it would be fine, especially if the Princess was out.

“Sure, why not? I have my stuff all packed already. Let’s go.” They left the semi-hidden house and headed towards the Golden Oak Library. Pinkie wasn’t doing her usually hop-skip, she was actually trotting like any other pony. Swiftpen didn’t know what to think about that. He didn’t really like it. What made Pinkie herself was her strange quirks.

They went into the library, and it was in fact empty as the pink mare had told Swiftpen. He magicked his supplies onto the table, neatly laying down 2 sheets of paper and a pencil on each side.

“Think of a tune and then we can brainstorm some lyrics!” He was quite enthusiastic. Two great, odd minds working together could probably accomplish a lot. She quickly came up with a nice catchy rhythm, and they went from there. Pinkie was surprisingly awkward and hesitant. Swiftpen had never seen her being any different than her usual wild.

She occasionally got lost in thought and went silent for around 5-10 minutes. Again unusual for the hyper mare. They still came up with some great ideas that they were sure to expand upon later. At around 2:00 pm, Pinkie was suddenly quite insistent and pushy.

“OK Swifty we’re done for today! Let’s do the same thing every weekday! We can go other places and stuff! Bye!!!” She then pushed him out of the library and closed the door. He regained his bearings, and realized that he left his things in the tree. He opened the door and prepared for Pinkie to be there, doing something or other, but found nopony there at all.

His stuff was relatively untouched, and as he went over to collect it all in a bag, he heard whispers.

“Pinkie, that was weak. You could’ve done better.” He recognized the voice as Twilight Sparkle’s. He then heard a very odd and somewhat disturbing sounding voice; a sad Pinkie Pie.

“I know. I was way too awkward and antisocial. he probably doesn’t want to do that again :(“ The whispers got too quiet for his ears to hear, so he got his stuff together, and went upstairs to greet the Princess and find out what was going on. He knocked on the door to the upper floor.

“Hello, Ms. Twilight? Are you there? I thought I heard something.” She walked over to the door and opened it.

“Um, yes, hi Swiftpen. What are you doing here?” She was clearly faking a smile. She seemed almost scared.

“I was simply gathering my things before I left back to my home. I’ll be on my way now.” She gave an awkwardly fake laugh.

“Ha..ha… yeah, sure. See you around…” He kept true to his word and left. He wondered, why were they acting so weird around me? He honestly had no idea what it could possibly be. Did something happen? Why did Pinkie sound sad? And also, why did she lie about Twilight being there? Nothing was being answered, and Swiftpen disliked the idea of Pinkie Pie lying and being sad. There had to be something bad going on. He planned on finding it out. He never liked it when mares were upset. It just bothered him.