Voices in My Head Resurrection

by firebirdabirdoffire

Rating: teen
Tags: Tragedy, Pinkie Pie, Main 6, Mrs. Cake, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Comedy
Length: 18588

Pinkie Pie has always been the most social pony, but a it's a little known fact that she has issues. Never mind, everyone knows that. But its more severe then everyone thinks.

Pinkie Pie has always been the most social pony, but a it's a little known fact that she has issues. Never mind, everyone knows that. But it's more severe than everyone thinks.

In fact, there's other side to her.

This is not original description, which is lost. So it might be not as fitting. This is also not the same artwork.
I got promoted from editor to writer.
Original story (and the first four chapters) by ponyofawesome92 (Now Midnight Rose)
(saved from deletion limbo)

Published 2013-11-23 23:00:03 UTC
Last updated 2014-05-31 02:19:00 UTC

The Busy Party Pony

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by firebirdabird~~madeout~~offire

Chapter 1 - The Busy Party Pony

Pinkie hopped along the crowded main street. She was busy today, she had about three parties to throw and she was getting supplies. The pink mare pulled along her trusty wagon and it was already filled with supplies.

There was so many things for Pinkie to do, she was so happy her friends all had special occasions to celebrate. Twilight had her birthday coming up, and all her friends had other extravagant things going on.

Pinkie's mind was so filled with these activities that she didn't even notice some of her supplies, mainly streamers, falling out of her wagon and rolling onto the ground.

Pinkie hopped along absently until she got to Rarity's. She beamed when she reached the front door. She knew she could always count on Rarity for some nice dresses.

Pinkie's hoof rang the doorbell and she hopped in place, she was still smiling and she smiled bigger when Rarity finally answered the door.

"Oh, Pinkie! I wasn't expecting you here. Do you need any-" Rarity was cut off from her question by Pinkie rushing into the dress shop and rummaging through her dresses.

"Hiya, Rarity! I'm just looking for a few supplies.." Pinkie replied with a grin as she tossed random items into her wagon.

Rarity sighed. "I noticed. Do you need anything specific?" She asked.

Pinkie shook her head. "It's fine, I have a list.. Somewhere." Pinkie replied as she pulled her wagon towards Rarity's counter.

"Alright then, that'll be fifteen bits." Rarity said eyeing all the things in Pinkie's wagon.

Rarity gave Pinkie a curious look. "What's with all the decorations?" She asked.

Pinkie beamed as she pushed her money onto the counter and Rarity took them.

"Oh, that's for all the parties going on this week! I'm kinda behind schedule.." Pinkie sighed as her smile dimmed a little.

Rarity nodded understandingly; she herself was behind a little. She had three orders she needed to take care of before the end of the week, and the clients were fussy ones.

"Well, thanks for the stuff Rarity! I'll see you at Twilight's party?" Pinkie asked as she walked out of Rarity's boutique.

Rarity smiled and nodded. She couldn't wait to give Twilight a new dress design she'd been working on, the wing holes weren't even noticeable.

"I'll be there, a Pinkie party is not one to miss!" Rarity beamed at Pinkie who smiled right back.

"Especially if it's a royal one!!" Pinkie replied and she hugged Rarity and waved goodbye as she walked down the street.

"Okay so that's Twilight's party done, and check off the decorations for Rainbow's too." Pinkie muttered to herself as she pulled out her checklist from her saddle bag some time later.

"Now what's next?" She asked herself as she walked down main street once again.

"I think I need to ask Fluttershy for the music. Twilight would like a bird choir for sure!" Pinkie smiled to herself as she changed paths and headed towards Fluttershy's house.

"Ooh.. I'm sorry Pinkie.. Don't be mad but, my birds aren't ready for a royal party. They might get stage fright." Fluttershy explained and Pinkie laughed.

"Oh Flutters! It's only Twilight!! Not Princess Celestia or Princess Luna!" Pinkie replied as she put her arm around her friend.

"Oh! In that case.. You should probably take the bluebirds, they have the sweetest voices!" Fluttershy replied happily and more confidently as she strode with Pinkie over to her birds's tree.

"Thanks Fluttershy! How am I gonna keep them in my wagon?" Pinkie wondered as she scratched her head with her hoof.

Fluttershy giggled. "How about I bring them when I come to Twilight's?" Fluttershy replied sensibly.

Pinkie beamed at her. "That would work! Thanks!!" Pinkie replied with a laugh.

"No problem. I know how you like your parties to be... um. epic." Fluttershy said with a small smile.

"Epic is right! I'm the best party thrower in Ponyville!!" Pinkie replied happily, she wasn't bragging. It was just the truth.

"Yeah you are. Well, I'll see you there Pinkie.." Fluttershy said as Pinkie hopped off happily.

Pinkie was happier than she had been this morning and she had been very happy. The sun was set in the middle of the sky and Pinkie smiled up at it.

Pinkie wondered what Rainbow Dash was doing. She hadn't seen her blue friend all day, usually she saw her clearing the clouds or napping somewhere.

"Oh well.. She's probably busy too!" Pinkie told herself as she continued walking.

Pinkie had been walking all day, and she was beginning to get a little hungry so she decided to get some lunch.

"Oh! Hi Pinkie!" Twilight called from the restaurant. Pinkie gasped and hid her wagon, the sudden movement made some of her supplies fall out.

"Hiya Twilight! What're you doing here?" Pinkie asked as she awkwardly pulled her wagon behind her.

"Well.. I was waiting for Rainbow. She was supposed to be my flying coach, but she never showed up. So I'm just having some lunch." Twilight replied.

"I wanted some lunch too! I'm starving!" Pinkie replied as she swiped the seat Twilight had been saving for Rainbow.

"Oh, alright." Twilight replied. She had picked up a menu and Pinkie did the same.

Pinkie already knew what she wanted; she always got the exact same thing when she went here. An Apple Crumble with a side of Hay Fries.

"Are you excited for you're birthday, Twilight?" Pinkie asked with a look over her menu.

Twilight just nodded.

Pinkie's ears fell a little and she gave Twilight a small smile.

"What's wrong, Twi?" She asked.

Twilight sighed. "It's nothing.. Nothing you need to worry about! I'm fine." Twilight said unconvincingly.

Pinkie's ear twitched. She hated it when her friends said she didn't have to worry about things, Pinkie Pie worried about lots of things. If somepony was sad or angry-it worried her.

"C'mon, Twilight. I'm you're friend. I'll understand." Pinkie smiled at Twilight.

Twilight just sighed and smiled back, she didn't want to worry Pinkie with her lame worries-Pinkie probably wouldn't even care.

"It's okay. Really." Twilight said with a smile.

Pinkie nodded and smiled back, just in time for their lunch to be served.

"Hey these fries are burned!" Pinkie noticed.

Pinkie sighed as she flopped onto her bed. It had been a crazy day and she was exhausted. She had finally gotten all of her planning done and it had taken much longer than she'd thought it would.

"Oh Gummy, what's a pony to do? All these parties are wearing me out." She said to her pet alligator, who had grown much bigger after a couple of years. Pinkie wondered if he would fit in her bathtub now.

"Don't get me wrong, it's still worth-while. But I'm not sure if my friends appreciate all the hard work I have to do preparing them.." Pinkie continued, still talking to herself.

Gummy wasn't the talkative one. He couldn't talk at all.

Pinkie sighed as she watched Gummy snap his jaws in response.

"I know they're good friends and would never hurt me.. Gummy you're so silly!" She exclaimed.

Pinkie crossed her arms and looked around her room, things were getting really messy. Her usually tidy bedroom was pretty much trashed. Various things had been thrown in random corners and things on the walls were askew or had fallen off completely.

Jeez.. I have to clean up sometime.. Pinkie thought. She smiled as Gummy tried to cheer her up by trying to eat one of her balloons she used for parties.

"Thanks Gummy, but I don't think we can eat our problems away." Pinkie said as she snuggled into bed.

Pinkie's smile dimmed as she settled into a very disturbing nightmare.

To be continued...

A Nightmare Awakened

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by firebirdabird~~madeout~~offire

Chapter 2 - A Nightmare Awakened

Pinkie was certain she was dreaming. She was sure because the last thing she remembered was falling asleep. She was also sure because she wasn't in her room. She was in a strange yet familiar building. It's like a darker version of Sugar-Cube Corner.

The scene was at night. The whole room had a blood red tone to it. The walls had something oozing down from them. Pinkie looked away, she didn't want to know what it was. Pinkie stiffened as she walked further into the room.

She noticed one of her 'friends' as she walked closer to the center of the room. It was Madame Leflour. Pinkie shuddered as the bag of flour began moving on its own. It hopped towards her.

"Madame Le-Flour? What are you doing here!?" Pinkie asked. Her voice had a strange echo-y sound to it and it made Pinkie's hair stand up.

"Ooh, don't vous remember? Vous invited moi to zis petit party." Madame Le-Flour replied.

The bag of flour had grown a ripped mouth and was smiling devilishly at Pinkie, who looked back at it stunned.

"N-No! You aren't real!" Pinkie cried. She turned around to run but another one was blocking her path. It was Rocky.

"So I ain't real either?" Rock asked as he jumped. Pinkie wasn't really sure how he talked, since he didn't have a mouth but it still creeped her out.

"Yes.. No.. I don't know! You're both part of my imagination, I made you up." Pinkie replied.

She tried to back away from the two of them, but she tripped and fell over something. A metal something.

"Hey! Watch it Pinkie! You're so clumsy." Mr. Turnip gripped as the bucket full of turnips somehow sighed.

"Why are you guys even here? I haven't seen you since my birthday two years ago!" Pinkie cried.

The cry landed on dead ears though, and the objects did not answer back. Instead they all crowded around her and Pinkie stiffened. What are they going to do to me? Pinkie thought as they came closer.

"Hey guess what? No-pony really likes vous.. Or votre parties." Madame Le Flour whispered in Pinkie's ear.

Pinkie frowned. So they were going this route again. She knew how to handle them.

"Sure they do!" Pinkie replied with a flip of her pink mane. Madame Le Flour just laughed softly her ripped mouth spilling some flour on the floor.

"Oh, do they? Do they really?" Madame Le Flour persisted. She was so close Pinkie could almost touch her.

Pinkie squirmed as the three of them circled around her.

"Could you all please give me some space?" Pinkie asked with a small smile.

They all laughed. Pinkie noticed their shadows growing bigger and bigger behind them. They had somehow managed to lift Pinkie up and had begun to drag her up the stairs.

"Come on, Pinkie. We'll show you a real party!!" Mr.Turnip said ambiguously as they continued up the dark staircase.

Pinkie gasped as she came out of the nightmare. She noticed that she'd thrown her sheets completely off her bed during the nightmare. Which was more strange than scary.

"Great.. Now there's more for me to clean." Pinkie muttered groggily as she tried to wake up.

She wasn't even sure what time it was, but she didn't really feel like sleeping after that nightmare. She felt a cold chill sweep over her. She had to tell some-pony about that dream.

Pinkie sighed, she couldn't tell her friends. They wouldn't understand. She needed some-pony who always understood her, no matter how crazy her life got.

She needed Mrs. Cake.

Mrs. Cake was actually quite busy. She was happy to be busy though, for it kept her worries at bay. She was worried about lots of things, but she was mostly worried about her son Pound. He had been fighting a cold for a while now and he wasn't getting any better. Carrot suggested it was just allergies, but she worried still worried.

"No Pumpkin. Don't chew on that, sweetie!" She told her daughter as she took the block out of her mouth.

Pumpkin was about two years old now, and she still put her blocks in her mouth.

"Bad mommy!" Pumpkin squealed as she flipped her little mane in disgust at her. It was oddly cute.

"Hey Mrs. Cake, can I talk to you?" Pinkie asked as she trotted down the stairs.

"Sorry hon, I'm a little busy right now. Why don't you ask Carrot and see if he can help." Mrs. Cake replied with a sorry smile.

"Oh, that's alright! Do you need any help with Pumpkin? I can play with her if you want me to!" Pinkie suggested with a hop down the last stair.

In a flash she was right in front of Mrs. Cake. Who blinked, clearly surprised.

"Ah, well.. Sure why not?" Mrs. Cake replied. She knew Pinkie's intentions were good, so she didn't mind.

"Okay! Where's my widdle Pumpkin!?" Pinkie squealed as she rushed to Pumpkin and lifted her in the air.

Mrs. Cake smiled as she lifted the box on top of her to-do pile. She frowned as she watched the pile lean to one side, hopefully it wouldn't fall on any-pony.

"Pinkie, what was that you wanted?" Mrs. Cake asked after she was done most of her work.

She smiled as she watched Pinkie hold Pumpkin close.

"Oh.. It's nothing too serious. I was just a little upset because.. Well.." Pinkie replied as she played with Pumpkin's mane.

"Pinkie.. You know you can tell me anything, right?" Mrs. Cake reminded her.

Pinkie didn't really need reminding, but she liked hearing it. Mrs. Cake smiled as Pinkie sighed and let go of Pumpkin who frowned and walked towards her blocks.

"It's just that last night.. I had one of those nightmares again." Pinkie replied.

Pinkie had remembered that this nightmare was a reoccurring one. She had the first one about a week ago, and they were starting to scare her.

"Oh, did you? That's a shame.." Mrs. Cake said as she let out a sigh. Mrs. Cake worried that Pinkie had discovered a new, dangerous hobby or something equally crazy.

"Yeah.. I didn't really get a lot of sleep last night, well I did but.. It wasn't a good one." Pinkie rambled as she trotted with Mrs.Cake towards the back of the store.

"Well.. If it continues, we'll see a therapist or a doctor about it okay?" Mrs. Cake replied. She wasn't too worried about her, Pinkie could always bounce back from these things.

"Yeah, but what if I go crazy or something!?! I don't wanna be a crazy pony Mrs. Cake!!" Pinkie replied.

Mrs.Cake was surprised when she found Pinkie was now clinging on to her. She sighed and peeled her off of her front legs with a tired frown.

"Now really, Pinkie! I don't have time for all this! Why don't you go and talk to one of you're friends about it? Maybe it'll make you feel better." Mrs.Cake replied tiredly.

Mrs. Cake sighed as Pinkie gave her a very sad look and she smiled kindly.

"... And no, you're not gonna go crazy...well crazier." Mrs.Cake murmured. Pinkie smiled.

Pinkie sighed as she trotted down the street going to Twilight's house. She knew Mrs. Cake had good intentions and she knew she understood her, but something about her dream still bugged her. But she didn't really know what it was.

"Ugh! Why can't I get this outta my head!!" Pinkie cried to herself and she shook her head. Her mane flopped around her face and she sighed again.

"Hey, Pinkie! What's up?" Twilight asked as she saw Pinkie come closer to her.

"Oh, it's nothing Twilight... I'm okay." Pinkie said. She sniffled for dramatic effect. She hoped Twilight would buy it.

It worked, Twilight rushed over to Pinkie and smiled brightly to her.

"Ooh, what's wrong Pinkie? You can tell me.. I'm you're friend!" Twilight said as she batted her eyelashes.

Pinkie smiled, "Sure, but can we go inside first?" She asked pointing to Twilight's open door.

Twilight beamed as she lifted her hoof towards the door.

"Lead the way!" She replied with a laugh.

Once Twilight got Pinkie to lay on her couch, she trotted excitedly to the desk where she kept all her reading materials, she picked out her reading glasses. They was scattered parchments and quills in the door so it was a little difficult to find them, but they were right in the back.

"Ah Ha!" Twilight exclaimed when she finally found them.

She smiled as she plopped them on her face. She trotted over towards the couch and Pinkie looked at her with a curious expression.

"Uh.. Twilight. What's with the glasses?" Pinkie asked with a small smile.

"Oh, I just like to wear these from time to time, it's no big deal! Twilight replied nonchalantly.

"Okay.. So.. How do we start?" Pinkie asked.

Pinkie was comfortably lying on the couch awaited for Twilight's response.

Twilight didn't actually know how to address Pinkie's problem. She knew Pinkie was a very sensitive pony when it comes to feelings, and she definitely didn't want to hurt one of her best friend's feelings.

"Hmm... Well, what's bothering you?" Twilight asked. She really preferred to ask her friends about their problems and it was probably the most effective in this case.

"Well.. This might sound a little well, silly." Pinkie replied softly.

Twilight's ears flicked, since when was Pinkie not silly?

"It's okay, Pinkie. It's probably not so bad." Twilight consoled.

Pinkie smiled at Twilight. She didn't really know how to explain her nightmare and not sound foalish. She sighed and placed a hoof to her eye.

"Do you Pinkie Swear not to tell anyone, Twilight?" Pinkie asked softly with her hoof still on her eye.

Twilight blinked, she wasn't excepting this. Hopefully it was nothing really bad happened to Pinkie, but she promised anyway.

"Sure.. Whatever you need, Pinkie." Twilight said as she did the silly promise.

"Good.. 'cause it's a little, well strange. Even for me." Pinkie replied with a sad smile.

Twilight looked at Pinkie over her glasses. Strange for Pinkie Pie certainly sounded strange.

Pinkie sighed and got her bearings, telling Twilight about her nightmares was tough for her. She didn't usually want to go down the serious road, she just enjoyed her friends when everypony was happy and having fun, not all stuffy and anxious.

"I.. I'm having nightmares.. About my imaginary friends. You know the ones Rainbow told you guys about." Pinkie explained with a big sigh of relief.

"Wait, you're only worried about nightmares?" Twilight replied with a little laugh.

"Pinkie that's not much to worry about. Everypony get's nightmares." Twilight explained as she patted Pinkie's shoulder.

Pinkie stiffened. She thought Twilight of all ponies would understand her issues, she had some anxiety herself. Why wasn't she getting this?

"I knew this was gonna happen! I knew you wouldn't understand!" Pinkie gripped as she tried to get up.

Twilight held her friend back with a small frown, she wasn't used to seeing Pinkie so distressed and it worried her. She gave Pinkie a grin and Pinkie seemed to calm down.

"No, I do understand. I get nightmares sometimes.. Do you want to tell me what they're about?" Twilight asked more kindly as she summoned a notebook with her magic.

"I dunno. It's a little creepy." Pinkie replied with a shudder for effect.

Twilight sighed and rubbed her temple with her hoof.

"Aren't nightmare's supposed to be creepy?" She asked. Pinkie smiled and nodded and Twilight removed her hoof from her forehead.

"Yeah but this one's really creepy!" Pinkie replied with wide eyes.

Twilight sighed and waved a hoof for Pinkie to continue.

"Well.. It always starts the same.. I'm at Sugar Cube Corner. It's really diffrent though, it's pitch black and I can't see anything.. Then a big spotlight appears and It's over me.. I wanted to run, but I couldn't 'cause I'm in a bakery and I didn't want to break anything. Anyways, The spotlight began flicking on and off and it suddenly turned completely off! I couldn't see anything anymore."

Pinkie gasped for air as if she was still having this nightmare. Twilight was on the edge of her seat, Pinkie's mind is so fascinating she thought. I really should study her sometime. Maybe I should take up a job of a part time therapist.

"What was different about this one?" Twilight asked. Pinkie had scrunched her face up in concentration and it looked rather amusing.

Pinkie nodded and gave Twilight a worried look. She sighed.

"That's just it. The dream I had last night was a continuation of that last one." Pinkie replied with a shrug.

Twilight nodded in response as she jotted down some notes on the notebook. Twilight smiled after a while and patted Pinkie's shoulder again.

"I can tell you my newest dream if you want.." Pinkie said. She was unsure of this though, she didn't want Twilight to laugh at her again.

"Alright. Tell it whenever you're ready." Twilight replied.

She noticed Pinkie's sad smile as she continued on with her story. Twilight wasn't very concerned about Pinkie, but her sadness was always a little worrisome, Pinkie could get quite upset if something was bothering her.

Pinkie's smile turned into a frown.

"Okay.." Pinkie sighed. "So last night's nightmare was a little different, but it was in the same place. I was just standing there minding my own business and hoping that the lights would come on.. When I heard a little noise coming from the center of the room, so naturally I followed it."

"Naturally." Twilight agreed with a stout nod. Pinkie smiled and continued.

"The noise was actually a bag of flour.. Madame Le Flour to be exact. I knew it was her 'cause she started humming, what other bag of flour can talk? I asked her what she was doing.. and she told me that I invited her." Pinkie continued.

Twilight's eyes widened. She knew of Pinkie's imaginary friends from Rainbow Dash's explaining, but Twilight didn't know that Pinkie had made up names for them all.. This could be more serious than she thought it was.

To be continued...

A Bittersweet Discovery

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by firebirdabird~~madeout~~offire

Chapter 3 - A Bittersweet Discovery

Twilight sighed as she watched Pinkie play with her forelock. She smiled at Pinkie.

"You made these 'friends', right?" Twilight asked. She already knew the answer before Pinkie nodded.

"Yeah.. I guess they're coming back 'cause I'm stressed.." Pinkie guessed as she continued playing with her mane.

Twilight was surprised, Pinkie was a pony who rarely got stressed. She frowned in concentration as she looked at her notes, they weren't much of a help.

"Why are you stressed?" Twilight asked. She didn't really know what reason Pinkie had to be stressed about. All she did was plan parties, right?

"Well.. I think that I'm maybe planning too many parties.. But I don't really know." Pinkie replied quietly.

Twilight was thinking. Why would Pinkie be stressed out by her special talent?

"Pinkie. Planning parties is your special talent remember?" Twilight replied with a kind smile.

"Well that's paradox if ever heard one."

"That sounds like a problem. I'll see I can find anything to help you."

Pinkie beamed and jumped off the couch. Twilight jumped off her chair, she was glad Pinkie was feeling better. Pinkie was laughing and thanking Twilight.

"Anytime, Pinkie! You know you can always talk to me right?" Twilight answered as Pinkie repeated a cheerful thanks.

"Right.. I know that, Twilight." Pinkie said and she smiled. The smile was a bit dimmer though, and Twilight wondered why.

Pinkie seemed fine three seconds ago.

"I'm fine, Twilight." Pinkie said. She smiled as she trotted towards Twilight's door.

"Good.. I'm glad I could help." Twilight replied with a smile.

Pinkie sighed as she left Twilight's house. The feelings of loneliness and unease were still seeping through her mind. It scared her because she didn't really know why they were there to begin with. She was supposed to be the happiest, friendliest pony in Ponyville! How could she be that if she felt so lonely?

Pinkie grumbled as she kicked a stray pebble. She frowned as the pebble rolled right off the street, totally out of her reach. Pinkie rolled her eyes and continued walking, the pebble was not the worst of her worries. Actually it was the least.

Pinkie kept frowning as she turned back home. The market was packed. How was she supposed do buy anything? Pinkie realized she probably should've came earlier. She chided herself on her stupidity as she walked up to one of the many stands.

This particular unsuspecting stand was selling fruits. Pinkie needed some for her famous fruit punch and she smiled widely when she saw that they were on sale- two for a bit.

The stall's vendor was a pretty looking mare. She had a bright brown coat with a white stripe down her nose. Pinkie smiled at her and she smiled back, she obviously had been to one of Pinkie's parties, but Pinkie wasn't very sure what one. It was probably the 'Welcome to Ponyville Party' now that she thought more about it.

"Hey Star! Nice day isn't it?" Pinkie said casually. She was always in the mood to chat, no matter how stressed she was on the inside.

"It's certainly nice outdoors." Star replied. She had come from Canterlot, like Twilight. Pinkie knew that Star was one of those posh unicorns, like Rarity.

"What would you like today?" Star asked. She looked at Pinkie curiously and Pinkie smiled at her. She was deciding on the grapes or the pineapple for the punch.

She really had no idea so she shrugged.

"I guess I'll take one pineapple and a couple bushels of grapes, since fruit's on sale today! Lucky me!" Pinkie beamed as she handed Star the bit.

Star looked at her with a little disappointment. "Right.. Lucky you." She replied.

Pinkie really had no idea why Star was complaining, her fruit was the best in Equestria. Ponies would buy more of it when it was on sale, wouldn't they?

Pinkie just smiled and happily grabbed the fruit with her hooves. The pineapple was prickly so she quickly put it in her saddlebag. She smiled at her friend and waved goodbye as she walked away.

"Good, I have the fruit. Now all I need is some sugar." Pinkie muttered to herself as she wandered around the market. Usually Bon-Bon had a cart filled with baking stuff, but she couldn't find her.

"Huh, maybe I'll just get some apples for the pies.." Pinkie rambled as she trotted towards Applejack's stall.

Applejack was there as usual, she was busy sorting the bad apples from the good ones and didn't notice her friend approach her.

"Hay, A.J!!" Pinkie said happily. Applejack, startled looked at Pinkie with a smile after she noticed it was her.

"Oh... Phew.. Pinkie ya scared me! What can I get'cha?" Applejack asked with a laugh as Pinkie's smile grew.

"Well.. I know I'm kinda late, but can I have some of your best apples for Twilight's party? I'm baking my famous apple pies!!" Pinkie said temptingly selling her pies.

Applejack smiled and licked her lips, she always loved Pinkie's pies. Even as much as her Granny's.

"Well sure! I've got some real good ones, I'll sell 'em to ya cheap!" Applejack replied as she found said apples and passed them over to Pinkie.

Pinkie smiled as she saw the perfect apples. They were very big, she would probably only need two of the four Applejack gave her.

"Thanks A.J! But, I really only need two.." Pinkie said honestly. She knew she'd feel bad if she lied.

"Oh, don't worry about it. Those two are on the house, fer a good friend!" Applejack replied with a grin.

Pinkie laughed and thanked Applejack.

"Thanks Applejack!" She said as she gave her a wink.

"No problem, be sure to make somethin' good out of 'em now!" Apple Jack replied with a grin.

Pinkie kept smiling as she walked down to Sugar Cube Corner. She was hoping Mrs. Cake could lend her some sugar.. Or else she'd be wasting her time.

Pinkie hummed happily as she walked into the bakery, the familiar and delicious smells made her feel much calmer than she had been at Twilight's.

She smiled as she went past Mr. Cake, he was hard at work as usual so Pinkie didn't want to bother him. She breathed in the smell of all her favorite baked goods as she walked into the kitchen.

Mrs. Cake was working, she looked like she was mixing some sort of batter. Pinkie didn't know what it was for, but she knew from experience that it would probably be really good.

"Hey, what're baking Mrs. Cake?" Pinkie asked, she had pulled herself over the counter and was peering into the mixture.

Mrs. Cake smiled and tried to push Pinkie away, but with no luck.

"Pinkie, you're being a pain." Mrs. Cake replied bluntly, she knew Pinkie would only back off when she used a forceful-ish tone.

"Aw.. I don't mean to be I'm just curious is all.." Pinkie replied innocently as she dipped her hoof into the batter and took a lick.

"Mm.. Carrot Cake! I love it!" Pinkie replied smacking her lips.

Mrs. Cake sighed as she pushed her bowl away from Pinkie. She didn't really mind Pinkie being there, but sometimes she could really be a pain.

"Can I help you?" Mrs. Cake asked sharply as Pinkie daydreamed, probably about Carrot Cakes.

"Oh! That's right.. Can I borrow some sugar from you if you're done with it?" Pinkie asked sweetly.

Mrs. Cake sighed, if that was all Pinkie wanted.. Why did she even bother questioning her?

"Sure thing, are you going to bake pies?" Mrs. Cake asked somewhat hopefully. Maybe Pinkie could help with her dozen pie orders she needed to fill.

"Yeah! They're for Twilight! It's her birthday you know." Pinkie stated proudly.

Mrs. Cake smiled, she was a tad disappointed, but she knew Carrot would help her if she really needed it.

"Well that's nice of you Pinkie, dear." Mrs. Cake said after a little sigh.

Pinkie smiled and hopped anxiously as Mrs. Cake got her the spare sugar they kept under the counters. Pinkie wasn't allowed to touch it. Not after the last time..

"Ooh!! Thanks! I wasn't sure you'd give it to me. You just seem so busy lately." Pinkie exclaimed while she hugged the sugar.

"I am busy actually.. You know the holidays are coming up. Families always want pies." Mrs. Cake said, her mind was actually spacing again. There were no holidays.

"Well, I'm here if you need me!" Pinkie squealed as she rushed off with the bag of sugar in her arms.

Pinkie smiled as she looked at her finished masterpiece of a pie. The pie was beautiful, it was perfectly made and it looked delicious. Pinkie desperately wanted to try a piece but she held back. She reminded herself that she could have some with her friends at Twilight's party.

"Well Gummy, I'm quite proud of this beauty!" Pinkie exclaimed to Gummy as she put her pie on her high shelf. She didn't want anything to happen to it.

Pinkie sighed as she plopped down on her bed. She was so hot from the baking, she wiped her sweating face with her hoof, she felt exhausted. This was the fourth baked good she'd made this week.

Maybe I am planning too many parties. Pinkie thought worriedly. She wasn't getting any younger, and baking all these treats was hard work. She just hopped her friends liked them.

Pinkie sighed as she thought about all the parties she'd planned this week. First there was Derpy's anniversary party, she couldn't have forgotten that.. She would've been so sad.

Then there was Pipsqueak's birthday party it was a big one, she had planned a clown who made balloon animals.

And of course there were Twilight's and Fluttershy's birthdays, their birthdays were so close it was almost scary. Pinkie didn't mind though, she would've thrown a party for all of Ponyville if they asked her to.

Pinkie's mind wandered, she was so tired. She wanted to just sleep forever.. That actually sounded really good. But she couldn't sleep. She didn't want another nightmare. So she just snuggled deeper into her pillows and thought.

She thought a lot.

She thought about all her friends, and how good she felt throwing these parties for them. She knew her friends loved her and her parties, no matter what. She was Pinkie Pie! How could she not throw a great party!?

But the more she thought about it.. How many times did other ponies thank her for the parties she threw them? Not many. She didn't even know if Pipsqueak had thanked her.

Pinkie scowled as she looked down to her wood floor. It wasn't fair. Did every-pony think she was just a party-planning machine? She sighed as she tugged her blanket over her head.

Her hair was flattening again, she hated when this happened. It didn't happen often, Thank Celestia. But when it did, Pinkie thought of the world quite differently.

Pinkie desperately tired to think of happy things, like Fluttershy's new crop of baby chickens... Or happy sunflowers blooming in the bright green meadow.. It didn't help.

Frustrated, Pinkie threw the covers off and slid off her bed. The floor was cold and she shivered as she trotted over to her full-length mirror.

The semi-familiar straight haired version of herself was starring back at her with the same scowl she had on her face. She frowned deeply and her mirror-self frowned back.

Pinkie sighed as she pulled at her pink hair, she didn't really like it but hay, it worked. Pinkie smiled softly to herself as she ran her hoof threw her mane. It felt surprisingly good, it felt like silk.

Pinkie spun around and looked at her full body. She had grown a lot in a couple of years, it seemed she finally had her growth spurt. She smiled as she formed a sultry pose just for the heck it in the mirror, along with a sexy look on her face.

To her surprise, her reflection winked at her.

Pinkie stopped being 'sexy' and 'sultry' and turned around. She stared as her reflection smiled brightly at her.

"What in Equestria is going on?" Pinkie exclaimed while she was shaking a little.

To be continued...

Pinkamena's Return

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by firebirdabird~~madeout~~offire

Chapter 4 - Pinkamena's return

Pinkie gasped as her reflection talked back to her... Well it talked to her in her mind, with a voice surprisingly matching her own.

"Did you miss me, Pinkie?" The voice said. Pinkie blinked stupefied as her reflection laughed.

"Wow, you really should look at your face right now.. Here I'll show you!" Pinkamena continued as she mocked Pinkie's true reflection, but she quickly returned back to herself.

"Would you please stop.." Pinkie whined with a frown. Pinkamena just laughed, she laughed so hard she had to hold her stomach.

"Please stop!!" Pinkamena mocked, making fake tears come out of her eyes.

Pinkie growled and turned herself away from her. If there's one thing Pinkie hated, it was being laughed at.

Pinkamena looked a little hurt inside the mirror. She scowled at Pinkie and sighed dramatically.

"You can be a real party pooper you know.." Pinkamena said sourly with a pout.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I throw great parties.. Ask my friends." Pinkie replied with a stomp of her hoof. She had just about enough of this.

"Oh, sure you do... But I don't really think your friends appreciate them." Pinkamena replied softly. Pinkie frowned and turned away once again her eyes focusing on her bed.

Pinkamena sighed and stomped her hoof.

"Will you just listen for once. I'm just saying we're not that different!" Pinkamena exclaimed.

Pinkie turned as she thought about this, how in Equestria were they similar?

"No.. I'm not like you AT ALL.. You're the crazy, non-sensible side of me and I'm not crazy." Pinkie replied.

Pinkamena's eyes widened in shock. She laughed after Pinkie turned back towards her. She fell for it.

"Says the pony with voices in her head. Wow.. You are stupid aren't you?" Pinkamena mocked, she had a sly grin on her face.

Pinkie shivered as she fake smiled at her reflection.

"Oh, I'm not stupid, I just care about people.. There's a difference." Pinkie replied. Pinkamena just laughed again and Pinkie noticed her eyes flashed.

"have you ever wondered what your friends think of you behind your back?" Pinkamena asked semi-sweetly, Pinkie shook her head and Pinkamena's smile grew.

"Why don't I show you?" Pinkamena whispered. Her voice faded in Pinkie's mind, along with Pinkamena's image.

Pinkie gasped as she saw Twilight in the mirror now. She was still in the library and it looked like she was talking to Spike.

"Hey, Spike!" Twilight was saying to Spike who was just entering the room, he looked sleepy like he just woke up from a nap.

"Hi, Twilight.." Spike replied with a huge yawn. Twilight smiled at him.

She and Spike walked over to the library and Spike sat down on one of the couches.

"Who was here? You guys woke me up." Spike complained as Twilight levitated a random book from a shelf.

"Oh, it was only Pinkie." Twilight replied and she rolled her eyes. Spike looked mildly interested.

"What did she want now?" Spike said in an accusing tone.

"Well.. She wanted me to help her with something stupid again.." The mirror Twilight lied.

Pinkie gasped, why were they being so mean?

Spike laughed a little at this and Twilight joined in.

They faded away. Replaced by Applejack.

"How's your day sis?" Big Macintosh asked his orange coated sister.

"Well Ah had done some mighty fine buniness. Just look at all of them bits Ah earned today." Applejack told Big Mac before she sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah saw that stupid Pinkie again today."

"Ouch. Please tell me you've accepted another of her parties." Big Mac was worried.

"Technically, yup. Twalight and the rest of the gals finally decided to celebrate her birthday on a different day so we can avoid her. Ah also gave her some the 'special' apples for her pie." Applejack laughed maniacally.

"Ya mean?"

"Yeah. The apples that Applebloom somehow accidentally mixed with Poison Joke!"

"Yer getting smarter with every year A.J."

"Ah know." She began chuckling. Big Macintosh joined in. He laughed pretty hard too.

Pinkie's jaw was twitching. The vision changed once again. The walls and floor were all white, there was a lot of cloud furniture. Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy were playing darts competitively.

The dartboard was just your standard one. Just with a picture of Pinkie with the word 'stupid' written under it taped to it.

Rainbow Dash threw a dart. It landed on Pinkie's eye (inner green 1). Rainbow Dash sighed as she wrote it down.

Now it was Fluttershy's turn. Her dart landed in Pinkie's nostril (Inner green 16). Both Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash laughed their flanks off.

"No.. NO!" Pinkie screamed as a tear dropped down from Pinkie's eye.

She now saw the inside Carousal Boutique. "Finally. My new wine has arrived. I still need to drink the previous stupid Pinkie Party away. But what is there to do about but wine-ing." Rarity giggled hard on that pun she made.

All the laughter of her friends came back as disembodied heads circling around her.

Pinkie's shock turned to anger as the images faded back into a laughing Pinkamena. Pinkie ran to the mirror and placed her front hooves against it, and she cried out to Pinkamena.

"Is everypony really saying those mean things about me? Do they really mean those things? I'm stupid?" Pinkie asked ending the sentence in a squeak.

Pinkamena just sighed comfortingly. "Yup, 'friad so. Awful 'aint it?" She lied. Not that Pinkie noticed it.

Pinkie sobbed as she pressed her face onto the mirror. "How do I make it stop?" She asked after a long while of crying.

Pinkamena seemed to really enjoy Pinkie's sobbing, but Pinkie of course couldn't see this. Pinkie only heard the sweet musical voice telling her..

"You can become.. Like me~."

Pinkie grumbled to herself as she paced around in her room. Pinkamena was long gone by now, but her words were still etched in her mind. Like ink on parchment.

You can become like me.

Pinkie didn't want to be like Pinkamena, but she didn't really know what Pinkamena was actually like. When she was in that state everything she did would be wiped out of her memory after a while. She didn't know why it just always happened.

Pinkie sighed as she started to trot down the stairs. She was still mad at her friends for saying such awful things about her so she decided to go and talk to Twilight, to see if she really meant it.

Pinkie got down the stairs and she quickly trotted by Pumpkin and a sniffling Pound. She didn't want them to see her like this.

Pinkie smiled faintly as she finally got passed the twins and through the door. The twins were trying to get her to play, but Pinkie just wasn't in the mood. So she quietly and quickly passed them.

It was getting darker by the hour now, and the sky was almost a coral color. Pinkie shivered as a cool twilight air swept by her. Pinkie frowned as she walked down the road to Twilight's library, her mind wandering again.

Gently Twilight picked up a roll of very old parchment on her desk. Princess Celestia had told her it was an ancient and very powerful spell, she herself had learned it and was now passing on to Twilight.

Twilight had felt pretty honored when Celestia had sent her a message via Spike that she should learn this spell. But now that she held it in her hoofs, she didn't feel so confident anymore.

"Spike, what if I can't do this?" Twilight asked nervously. Spike sighed, Twilight had asked him this about three times now and it was getting kind of old.

"Come on, Twilight! You're the Element of Magic!! Of course you can do it!" Spike encouraged for the fourth time. He reminded himself of a broken record.

"Okay, Okay.. Just what if I?" Twilight asked but she was interrupted by a grunt from Spike.

"I'm not dealing with this all night, Twilight. Just do the spell, or don't do it. It's you're choice." Spike replied as he walked out of the room, leaving Twilight alone.

Twilight sighed as she finally rolled the parchment open. The spell looked pretty complex, but Twilight felt pretty sure she could do it. A couple of mutters and chants here, and a couple of flashes and she'd be done! But something about the spell seemed a little.. Dark..

Twilight wasn't really sure what it was, but the spell bothered her.

Pinkie took a deep breath as she walked towards Twilight's front door. She was gonna do this, she was gonna tell Twilight how she really felt, like Pinkamena.

She frowned and waited for what seemed like a long time. It was weird, usually Twilight left the library open later on weeknights.

Pinkie sighed and flicked her ears back impatiently. She didn't really care that Twilight had closed the library but it was a little rude to make somepony wait, wasn't it?

Pinkie's scowl deepened as she waited even longer, to make her mood worse it had started to rain. Hard. Pinkie shivered in the rain, both from cold and growing anger.

Pinkie left after a while, finally fed up with waiting. Unbeknownst to her, Twilight had been studying her new spell very diligently. She didn't hear her knock, she was so intent on learning this new spell.

Pinkie sniffled back her tears as the rain poured down on her. It was getting really dark now and Pinkie felt extremely alone.

The voices in her head were back.. and they were getting worse.

She doesn't like you anymore.. The voice said, it sounded suspiciously like Twilight's but more deeper and it was raspy.

Pinkie blinked back the tears as she tried to ignore the voice. The rain was coming down harder now and she kept splashing in random puddles on the street. She didn't really care, she just wanted to go home and mope.

Pinkie sighed as she got into Sugar Cube Corner. The shop was dark, it looked like there wasn't any power, because when Pinkie flicked the light switch to on, nothing happened.

"Great, just great.." Pinkie mumbled to herself, realizing this was like her nightmare.

Pinkie tried not to freak out as she walked up the stairs, she didn't like the dark and her past nightmares didn't really help. She kept remembering them.. She remembered how her inanimate friends had carried her up these same dark, damp steps and she shivered trying to keep back the memories.

Pinkie blinked as she tried to see through the darkness, she hoped the power would come on soon. She sighed as she crossed the hallway, looking for her familiar bedroom.

She finally found it after the long walk down the hall. Twice she stumbled into one of the bathrooms and the twin's room. Pinkie smiled to herself as she wandered into her bedroom.

Pinkie's bedroom was pitch black. She sighed and walked over to her bedroom, but to do this she had to pass her mirror. It was just as she feared, Pinkamena was still inside the mirror. Her eyes were glowing bright red.

"Do you like my little storm? I made especially with you in mind." She asked with a laugh. Pinkie sighed and shook her head, making Pinkamena frown.

"No, I don't. You of all ponies should know I don't like the dark.." Pinkie said, she pointed her hoof at her reflection accusingly

Pinkamena threw her head back and laughed. The wind outside grew as Pinkamena laughed harder. Her eyes flashing as she took brief looks at Pinkie's stunned face.

"S-stop laughing at me!!" Pinkie said as she began to tremble.

"Why? I'm the Element of Laughter!! If didn't laugh like a Hyena then there's something wrong with me!" Pinkamena replied, spitting out the word laughter.

Pinkie looked at Pinkamena confusedly until the darker mare sighed.

"You don't get it, do you?" Pinkamena asked her tilting her head a little.

"G-get what?" Pinkie asked, trying not to cry and thrash at the mirror.

"Your friends think you're stupid...That you're talent is stupid.. Your high pitched voice is stupid.. That I think you're stupid.. Everything about you is STUPID!!" Pinkamena shouted.

Pinkie's eyes widened as her hair completely flattened, matching the pony in the mirror.

"That's.. Not... True.." Pinkie said in between sobs. Pinkamena just nodded her head slowly and smiled gleefully as she watched Pinkie's depression slowly turn into rage.

"Oh, but it is my dear. It is.." Pinkamena replied in a semi-sweet tone. She smiled as Pinkie looked at her curiously.

Pinkie stared at her dark reflection for a long, long while. She had no idea what time it was when she finally sighed and looked at the ground. She felt empty inside.

"So.. This is how it feels?" Pinkie said softly. Pinkamena smiled nodding.

"Yes. Pinkie.. What do you think?" Pinkamena replied with a small grin.

Pinkie sighed. If all those things were true.. If her friends weren't her friends anymore.. This emptiness...

"It feels good.."

Pinkamena beamed.

To Be Continued...

A Taste of Things to Come

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by birdfireafire~~madeout~~ofbird

Chapter 5 - A Taste of Things to Come

Pinkamena beamed. She was one step closer to her goal. "Great, just let everything go for a while, let the emptiness fill you so I can take over for a while. You're probably tired of seeing your friends like that. How about I give a preview of what you can do. I can take care of one of them to give an example so you can pay the rest later. All you have to do is watch." Pinkamena said faux motherly, it convinced Pinkie Pie however.

Pinkie couldn't think straight. "Um.. sure, resting sounds nice. As long as you do that can you also my job today."

"Alright, baking and standing behind a counter is easy." 'Or I'll just ask Mr. Cake to take over.'

"I heard that." Pinkie mumbled, getting more 'sleepy', she felt getting body getting numb.

"Does it matter?"

"I guess not.. I wrote down a to-do list. It's on that table." Pinkie pointed.

"I'll take a look." Pinkamena groaned.

"Pinkie promise?"

"...Fine. I can't do the motions because I can't, and they are stupid."

"That's not very not nice."

"No duh. Just let go and let me take control already."

"'Kay." Her body went limp, it made her fall on the ground. After a short while she started to move again. She started stretching, it felt good, so good it made her chuckle.

"I don't think I ever have this, it's great." Pinkamena said. She looked in the mirror, her mane is completely straight. "Much better." Walking over to the to-do list she read:

See Twilight, for my problems
Prepare stuff for Pipsqueak's birthday
Celebrate Dumb Ester Luck's 'Month-Without-Bad-Luck' Party.

"AAAH! Owww... aaaah... I tripped... while flying. Why does that? Oh my face... I always forget that should walk instead of flying. AAAH! I tripped, I don't need another leg with steel bar in it!!" Said a voice outside.

"That was pointless." Pinkamena muttered.

"I have to change that to a 'I-Hope-You'll-Feel-Better-Soon' party." Pinkie said inside of her head.

"Later."

Brush my teeth
Bake the usual things

"Is that all?"

"Yup."

Pinkamena chuckled maniacally. "Mind if I add a few things?"

"Um... Sure."

"Great." Pinkamena said with a smug grin.

Tinkering with Twilight's day
Aggravating Applejack
Flustering Fluttershy up
Ravaging Rarity's
Giving Dash danger
*Last five not necessarily in that order

"That should cover it." She said while writing the last line down. "I'm going to Twilight's and show you how it's done." She looked into the mirror. "Mmmm..." She twisted around with her mane and tail with Gummy's scales, so it resembled Pinkie's more. It was perfect though, it looked more messy than poofy. "Stay quiet Pinkie, I don't you talking, you'll distract me."

"I'll do my best.. But you how chatty I am."

"Sadly I do.."

She walked downstairs trying to mimic Pinkie's manners, despite having no reason to, besides maybe her schemes. "Hello Pinkie, is something wrong?" Mrs. Cake asked. "That smile looks unbelievably fake."

"Nothing is wrong, Mrs. Cake." Pinkamena said with a faker grin.

"Are you sure? You come off as different pony to me."

"I assure you it's nothing."

"You're not convincing me, Carrot has a similar liar face. You can tell me anything, we've talked about this many times."

Pinkamena needed an excuse quick. "Um.. One of those nightmares got the best of me.. I'm seeing Twilight if she could do something about it." She faked a depressed tone. Mrs. Cake didn't buy it.

But just in case she said; "Aaaallrighty then. Take care. I'll do work on your shift then, again."

"Thank you Mrs. Cake." 'She was easily fooled.' Pinkamena snickered to herself outside the building. She didn't read Mrs. Cake's doubtful face.

Pinkamena was just peacefully walking to Twilight's library. Some ponies gave her some looks, maybe it was her mane, the fact she didn't look 'Pinkie Pie' happy, or her attitude towards simple greetings. Pinkamena kept Pinkie quiet, Pinkie's thoughts were blocked, Pinkamena couldn't hear her because she didn't want to. Pinkie did that to her for a long while, it only seemed fair. Pinkie can still see what happens.

On Pinkamena's way she came across a familiar face for Pinkie Pie. "Hello there, Pinkie darling." Rarity said.

"Hmmp.." Pinkamena said rudely to invoke a conversation with the white unicorn, so she can insult her with her non existent Pinkie fueled drinking problem. She kept walking, not even looking Rarity in the face.

"Well, no need to be rude about it. I wanted to offer to comb your mane because of the terrible state it's is in. But now I need to ask what's gotten into you." She asked concerned, she followed 'Pinkie'.

"You." Pinkamena answered quickly, still not looking at Rarity.

"I beg your pardon?" Rarity wasn't sure she heard that right.

"I said that you're part of the problem!" Pinkamena said deadpan.

Rarity was confused. "I'm afraid I don't understand. Would you care to elaborate?"

"I've seen you drinking alcohol because you hate me, don't lie." Pinkamena glared with anger. Pinkie's subconscious provided the tears that Pinkamena needed for effect.

"Wha?.. Darling, I don't drink at all."

"I said don't lie, Marshmallow!" Said Pinkamena loudly through her teeth.

"I don't drink my problems away, I'm honestly insulted that you would imply that." Rarity's fuse was lit, but still tried to reason.

"I don't wanna hear about it, Density." Pinkamena once again avoided eye contact and was on her way again.

"You know it's Rarity."

"And I don't care about your name, or you for that matter. Consider yourself the first pony was I unbefriend. Or whatever the word is!!" It attracted the attention of a few ponies around her. Rarity looked hurt, and that's all what Pinkamena cared about. Both Pinkie's and Rarity's misery felt great.

"Okay.. Farewell then, Pinkie.." Rarity said awkwardly. 'I need to remind myself to hold a conversation with the other girls later. There's definitely something fishy about this.' Rarity thought as she went her separate way.

Pinkamena laughed hard on the inside. 'So how did that feel, Pinkie?' She temporarily removed the mental barrier.

"..Strange. I'm not sure if I like this.." She sounded sad at the argument with Rarity.

'They deserve it. That drinker needed some stern talking to.'

"But Rarity said she doesn't drink."

'She's in denial.' Pinkamena lied. 'C'mon, I'll give you one more example, Let's go to the royal bookworm, like I said.'

To be continued...

Author's Note

I tried to mimic ponyofawesome92's style as best as I could. But I did add some of my own tricks, which I admittingly added during the original editing of the first 4.

Sorry for the lateness for this one. I was busy writing some chapters for Super-Stallion's "Foal adventures." (The sequel of "Her little Rainbow", "The Cute and Adorable Twixie!" and "A little Dusty"). Check'em out if you like. But if you do read, them in the order of publishment. (HLR, TCaAT, ALD and then FA)

Anyways I'd love feedback. Because nothing shocks me more than that sound that plays while you get a message while you least expect it.

Visiting Hours

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by hydrowormaworm~~madeout~~ofhydro

Chapter 7 - Visiting Hours

At Golden Oak Library, The remane-ing 4 (And Spike, Gummy and Mrs. Cake) were discussing was up with Pinkie yesterday. Mrs. Cake began with saying that Pinkie has split personality and how's she's now in the mental institution.

"Aw... Split personality, that makes perfect sense. She played us for fools." Rarity commented. "Why didn't she tell us before?"

"She doesn't like her other side, she's dangerous." Mrs. Cake said.

"NO FREAKING DUH!!" Rainbow bursted out in anger. "Sorry... She threw a dart in Fluttershy's eye."

The rest gasped. "Why didn'tcha tells us sooner, Sugahcube?"

"My brain lost a gear at the sight of that 'Pinkie' had hurt Fluttershy! The Hospital did sent me a letter this morning that she'll be okay, just half blind."

"That's a relief." Spike said.

"Only because she still lives. I wouldn't be surprised if Fluttershy's now scared to death of Pinkie. I don't know who to blame if Fluttershy shuts herself off from society again. Since she was shot in the eye, so her hoof/eye coordination will be trash, so she'll fly like. like... like......" Rainbow would start to tear up if she had any tears left. "I can't think of an... an..."

"An analogy?" Twilight finished.

"Something like that. What did she do to the rest of you?" Rainbow asked. "Besides defriending you?"

"Nothing." Spike said.

"Kicked me into wall." Twilight nonchalantly said.

Gummy looked in two different directions.

"Accused me of having drinking problems, because of Pinkie Pie. Which DO NOT!" Rarity emphasized.

"Nothing." Applejack said.

"Nothing, I just had to cancel her parties." Mrs. Cake said.

"Of course... Why Fluttershy?" Rainbow asked. "I wish I could hit that other Pinkie without hurting Pinkie."

"Anger won't help, darlin'" Applejack said.

"I know, I know. Imma broken record."

"Not really." Twilight retorted.

"What are we going to do?" Rarity asked.

"I think we should visit her while the visiting hours are still open. We might get an idea what to do." Twilight said. She looks at Rainbow, who is not really paying attention. "We can visit Fluttershy too, Rainbow."

"Huh, wha?" Rainbow stopped staring at nothing.

"We're going to visit Pinkie and Fluttershy."

"What are we waiting for?"

In the hospital, Pinkie was sobbing in her straight jacket in her hospital room. Pinkamena was enjoying it.

At the reception, the remane-ing 4, Mrs. Cake and Spike were asking to visit their friends, they decided to visit Pinkie first. "Please follow Doctor Anton Virus, he's the one treating your friend Pinkie Pie." The receptionist said.

"As he said, follow me." Doctor Virus said. They followed him. "I'm sure you want to know her condition, correct?"

"Yes." Twilight said.

"Are you aware of her multiple personality disorder?"

"Yes." The group said in some form or another.

"Both personalities are stable by themselves."

"Her evil split personality being stable? Even the normal Pinkie Pie is debatable!" Rainbow yelled.

"Shh!" Everypony said.

"Dashie?" Said a familiar voice in a room they passed by.

"Fluttershy!" She had a bandage over her eye.

"Shh!" Everypony repeated.

"I'm so glad you're okay. Um... We'll visit you later... Pinkie Pie needs us more at the moment."

"Eep! Pinkie's here?" Fluttershy hid under the covers.

"Yes," Doctor Virus said. "we have time to explain everything to you later. Try to calm yourself in the mean time."

"O-Okay." The group with Dr. Virus walked past the room Fluttershy is in. Her friends waved as they moved on.

"As I was saying, both personalities are stable by themselves. But both personalities contrast each other really bad. What one wants the other doesn't want at at all. Imagine you had to share your body with your evil twin, except not as bad."

"But still pretty bad?" Mrs. Cake asked.

"Yes."

"But Pinkie Pie never showed any sign of her alter-ego until now. How did she hide it this well?" Twilight asked.

"I just realized her birthday showed it, Darlings." Rarity's light bulb glowed.

Rainbow facehooved hard. "Why didn't I see that?"

"...That was kind obvious ain't?" Applejack felt kinda sheepish, the others agreed

"Am I missing something?" Mrs. Cake asked.

"I'm wondering that too." Spike said.

"We'll tell you later." Twilight said. "How did she hide it so well?"

"The meaner personality admitted that the nice one repressed the mean one really far back in her mind. The nice one kinda forgot about her about her for while. The nice one's insecurity helped the mean one resurface."

"Does that work?" A handful asked.

"How should I know? I cure regular illnesses. Not mental illnesses."

"Why are you treating her then?" Rainbow asked with anger.

"Ponyville has an astounding record of having trouble with hiring psychiatrists. It extents to 32 years, we haven't had much luck." Dr. Virus said.

"As Princess, I will make sure you'll get one." Twilight said.

"Thank you, Princess." They finally stopped in front of a door. "We're here." They stood before a door with bars for a window.

"Finally, that took forever." Rainbow said.

"She's behind the door. I suggest comforting the nice one, and keep a slightly open mind with the meaner one, I know that will be difficult."

Some swore that they heard Pinkie holding back her laughter from the latter statement.

"Good luck, ladies." Doctor Virus opened the door. "I'll wait outside if you need me."

Inside they saw Pinkie straight maned, straight jacketed lying on her belly, looking lifelessly against the the wall on the right.

To be continued...

Author's Note

I'm taking a break from this story. Sorry.

Answers

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by pyrobirdabird~~madeout~~ofpyro

Chapter 8 - Answers

"I'll talk to her first." Mrs. Cake said. "She'll be more comfortable if I talked to her." The rest nodded in understanding. Mrs. Cake, Rainbow, Twilight, Applejack, Rarity and Spike entered Pinkie´s room. Pinkie made no attempt to look at them. "Hello deary." Mrs. Cake said softly to Pinkie. "I brought your friends." Pinkie shuddered, she doesn't want to see her... Friends(?) at all. It enhanced her depressed feeling. Her focus notably shifted to the floor. Mrs. Cake was pondering what to say next. "They don't hate you, they know you have a different personality that did those awful thing to them." She might have talked to Mrs. Cake alone, but even then she wouldn't be in the mood to talk. Pinkie hid behind her mane like Fluttershy. She still couldn't shake the images of her friends that Pinkamena showed her. "Please say something, deary."

".... . .. . . . . ... . .. .... .." Pinkie tried to say: I don't deserve their friendship. We've done terrible things to them. It's inexcusable. Just let me alone forever... With Pinkamena. She sniffed as she tried to say it but she has that feeling that can't say anything at all, it was a very, very weak, barely audible whisper. Seems like only Mrs. Cake heard. Twilight read her lips however, she gasped a little bit.

"I see. Can we talk to your other self?" Mrs. Cake asked.

Pinkie's jaw twitched, the kind you you get if you're crying really hard, she nodded. "Hello guys." Pinkamena said, completely calm with a huge grin of victory. No trace of the previous depressed Pinkie. Seeing the body shift like this was a bit jarring.

"The other Pinkie?" Mrs. Cake asked.

"Yeah. You're talking the other Pinkie Pie." Pinkamena went from nonchalant to mocking in a single sentence. Tilting her head from left to right to emphasize the latter.

"You monster," Rainbow jumped at the pink body, grabbing her shoulders(?) and shook her furiously. "Why did you do this to your better half?! Why did you do these terrible things to us?! Why Fluttershy?! Answer me!"

"F-ir-ir-st-st st-st-op sh-sh-sh-aaa-kinnnng mee-e-ee y-y-y-a morrrron." Rainbow wouldn't stop shaking her. Mrs. Cake, Spike, Rarity, Twilight and Applejack had to held her back. "Thanks." Pinkamena said.

"Are you fighting in there?" Dr. Virus asked.

"Can't, I'm in a straitjacket." Pinkamena said dryly.

"Sorry, I forgot."

"So where were we, Painful Crash?"

"It's RAINBOW DASH!"

"I know, don't care."

"Let me at 'er!" Rainbow demanded.

"Calm down Rainbow." Rarity said.

"Shakin' 'er senseless won't solve anythin'." Applejack reasoned.

"She's just making you mad just because she can." Mrs. Cake explained.

"That dunce deserves it." Rainbow growled

"Stick and stones may brake my bones, but words hurt Pinkie. The other Pinkie, your Pinkie. She's aware of everything happening, you see. So listen to the rest and calm down. You've seen the state she's in. She's been broken enough, no need to drive her further." Pinkamena gave he a silent chuckle.

Rainbow reluctantly calmed down, mumbling to her herself. The others slowly let her go.

"Why did you do this?" Twilight repeated Rainbow.

"Do you want the short version or the long version?"

Everypony discussed one what version to hear. "The long version, please."

"Alright. Several years ago,"

You may have heard this bit before: I was a small filly with little friends, which was just my sisters. I wasn't happy, so I wished there was more to my life. I was never taught to be careful what I wished for. For one unfaithful day, I sadly got what I wished for... I saw a rainbow for the time, and that did something did something to my mind, I guess. It created... her!

So it's retroactively your fault how she is now, Rainbow, how do you feel? Hold her back again please, this the last thing Pinkie needs.

She was kinda unaware I was another her, or existed, she just thought that's how emotions worked I guess. Constantly talking to herself.

My parents called me ill for being schizophrenic and so we were sent to hospital by some hospital ponies. The nearest hospital was miles away, I was being carried in a carriage, wrapped in a blanket. Unfortunately a carriage had a terrible accident, not sure what happened, we awoke with the hyper one in control, the carriage somehow fell into a river, the hospital ponies were gone, we were floating on a river on the carriage. We were screwed, not only couldn't we swim, but we didn't know the way back home either. But a we came across a bridge came into view. The carriage bumped against the bridge, that was our cue to jump out of it. We wandered for ages, we couldn't reach any civilization. After a while I just gave up, we were tired, started crying on the sidewalk. I gave up on life, that's when I started to be far repressed into our mind. From that point on I was just along for the ride, being the critic to the terrible film called; Annoying: Pinkie Pie's Life Documentary. Remember, she didn't know I existed.

Pinkie continued to lay there, until a kind stallion, and I do mean that. We might've died sooner or later if he didn't meet her. He took Pinkie in. You guessed it, it was Mr. Cake, I'm so grateful for that he took us in, you too Mrs. Cake. I wouldn't dare hurting you two, I want you to remember that. You two are the closest to parents we had since the already mentioned events. And yeah we know now know the way to where they live, but still.

Pinkie was excited for the new colorful wold called Ponyville. She started befriend as much ponies as she could, throw as much parties as she could. It was aggravating, I couldn't be a part of any for it. So I tried to sleep through it. I couldn't, too much sugar. Everything started to annoy me, I became bitter. I wanted peace and quiet, something I rarely got. So depressing Pinkie seemed like a good idea, the only way I seemed to take control again is by having Pinkie be sad. I was so close at our birthday.

So let's recap:
What a shocker, I'm the original Pinkamena Daine Pie. I want silence! You know how grating she and all friends are on my ears?! Friendship this, friendship that. Party here, party there. She took my life. I'm her lonely side for a reason. I am so accustomed to being lonely that wanna be alone! Being here with a silent Pinkie Pie is precisely what I needed for all those years! Got it?!

"This is also the first time Pinkie heard this story. All this time she thought I was a demon or some figment of her imagination or something. And now she knows she's just a mental illness of mine she's now even more depressed. Thanks." The thanks sounded genuine.

The room was silent. Not sure how to feel.

"I have a Question." Rarity asked.

"Shoot." Pinkamena calmly said.

"Is that true that you are the original Pinkie?"

"Ask the faker." Her body language as she began crying out loud.

"IIII don't kno-ho-how anymore-hor-hor!" Pinkie cried out loud.

"Take my word for it." Pinkamena had control back.

"You call the happier side Pinkie. What do you call yourself?" Twilight asked.

"You could call me Pinkamena, always liked my full name better."

"If you got free would you try kill ponies, like you tried with Fluttershy?" Rainbow asked furiously.

"Killing somepony?" Pinkamena was taken back. "That's out of the question. I got kinda lucky with SpinelessShy, I tried to threaten her, not hit her, she lived, fortunately for her. Tell her we're both sorry, by the way. What's with the odd looks? I'm an anti-social pony. Not a murderer."

"How do we know you're telling the truth at all?"

"Because murdering goes too far, I never killed anypony! And I have been honest with my point of view!" Pinkamena said like a falsely accused child.

"Even if your not a murderer you're on par with a cranky neighbor." Rainbow muttered.

"I... Guess?"

"Can't you just dive so deep into her mind that you vanish?!"

"Fat chance. I am also her jerky side, you know. Besides, that's a scary, scary thought." Pinkamena visibly shuddered.

"Why are you telling us this? You said earlier that Pinkie can see and hear everything." Twilight asked a different question.

"She's too depressed, even if you got rid of me she feels too different to do anything... Pinkie."

Mrs. Cake asked the final question. "You said you that you got repressed deep in your mind because you didn't want to live anymore. How come Pinkie is still present?"

"I prevent her from doing so, she does have ponies who care for her." Her voice kinda cracked. "Can you guys go now? You've long reached my tolerance meter of other ponies."

"Of course. Let's go." Mrs. Cake said. The rest went first out of the room.

"Um... Mrs. Cake?" Pinkamena asked with a certain degree of shyness.

"Yes?"

"This is kinda embarrassing for me to ask, but... Pinkie asks for a good-bye hug. If it's not to ask, could you please hug her?"

"You're not going to hurt me, are you?"

"Mrs. Cup Cake," Pinkamena said sternly. "I told you already that I never would hurt you on purpose."

"If you say so."

"I'll put Pinkie back in control."

...

"Thank you..."

The girls went straight for Fluttershy to pick her up, she has to stay in the hospital for a few a day or two longer. They talked about what Pinkamena had told them. "That poor thing..."

"Poor thing? Poor thing!? Do ya remember what she has done to you?" Rainbow argued.

"But what she went through was horrible, nopony should be completely shut off from society like that."

"Do ya remember what she has done to you?"

"I know, and that doesn't what she did was right, you made her sound like an angry filly." Fluttershy was sympathetic towards the Pinkie Pies.

"Do ya remember what she has done to you?"

"Give it a rest Rainbow. If Fluttershy is okay with just let her be okay with it." Rarity said.

"Fine..."

"Does anypony have an idea wha' ta do 'bout Pinkie?" Applejack asked. Everypony looked at Twilight.

"I have no idea what to do..." Twilight said panicky as she looked down. "I know what I can do, but not sure if it would be right..."

"And what would be, Twilight?" Mrs. Cake asked.

"We could collectively enter her mind and change her enter mind so.. No I can't. I could pretty much accidentally make a personality cease to exist."

"So?" Rainbow said. "I want that Pinkamena gone."

"Rainbow!" The room said. "Pinkamena is(, if she really tells the truth,) a pony with the same issues as see gave Pinkie. Only she handled them differently. She's a pony too." Fluttershy said sternly.

"OK, OK!"

"Isn't there a way to give each a body?" Rarity asked.

"That's a great solution, Rarity." Twilight said kinda like a defeatist. "It's too bad such a spell doesn't yet exist. Dr. Virus, can you inform the highest unicorn in authority to develop such a spell."

"Noted." Dr. Virus was glad he finally contributed to the conversation. "But such a spell won't be be made within a day, your highness."

"I know, I'm afraid we have to do what I didn't want to do. Enter Pinkie's mind, see how it works and then see what we can do. Asking permission to do so, Dr. Virus."

"Feel free to try, Princess. But do be careful. We can´t afford a bad reputation."

To be continued...

Author's Note

Can I get some feedback for this chapter? I'm just uncertain. Not to mention curious what you think.

Is what Pinkamena did right? (Not in my opinion, she could've handled it better.)

Also skipping ahead a bit. Let's talk endings. There isn't going to be a happy ending, but that doesn't necessary mean that the ending will a downer. It means that it will be bittersweet or a downer for the mane 6. Yes, multible endings, maybe another one. I'm not asking you for ideas, I learned my lesson The Club's Connected to the Boutique. If I ever should do that again, I should pick 1 instead of 3. But I digress, would like it if I specifically labelled one as the canon ending, or not so you can pick your own?

Something You Don't Expect with Varying Results:

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by superstallionastallion~~madeout~~ofsuper

Chapter 9 - Something you don't expect with varying results:

Two days later, in the Ponyville Hospital's Laboratory

"We have the vertical inescapable circular thingy ready to strap her down so nothing can go wrong during whatever you're planning to do, princess." 'Thingy' and 'Whatever'. Two things you never want a doctor to say. And Doctor Beat just said it. Luckily Twilight will be doing most of the work. In the room were only Twilight, Mrs. Cake and Doctor Heart Beat.

"Maybe we should inform her parents?" Twilight said.

"Does anypony know where they live?" Dr. Beat asked while leaning on a typewriter.

"No. They visited a couple of times, and Pinkie visits them on Mothers and Fathers day. But she never gave their address, and even if we did know it's miles away. Sending a letter would take a long time to arrive." Mrs. Cake said.

"Never mind then." Beat went off the type writer and went to the door. "Escort Pinkie to the thingy." She said to the stallion waiting outside.

"'Kay." The stallion said. A minute or two later he came back with the pink mare.

"Hi." It was a very weak hi. She was also still in a straitjacket, that should go without saying.

"Please tell me this won't hurt." Pinkamena said casually.

"It shouldn't, physically at least, I can't be completely sure about mentally, though. Various sources say different things. But from what I gathered it shouldn't hurt one bit if you don't move. That's why we're strapping you down." Twilight explained.

"Okay, let's start getting rid of her."

"We're trying to find a compromise, not remove one of you out of your mind. Or minds."

"Fine. Just get it over with."

Twilight started lifting the pink mare with her magic. First she locked her back hooves to the bottom. She then removed the straitjacket, and Pinkie/Pinkmena placed her hooves in the straps above herself. Twilight tightened the straps.

"All right, I'm casting the spell that allows me and Mrs. Cake to go into your mind. Brace yourself...s(?)" Twilight said. She shot a beam the pink mare's brain space, Pinkie/amena winced a little, right in front of them spawned a portal. "Please don't try anything funny with Pinkie while we're inside, Dr. Beat."

"Don't worry, I'm going to lock you in. That way you won't be disturbed, and you can open it with the key bunch over there on that table. And should the key for whatever reason not work you can teleport out of this room." Dr. Heartbeat explained.

"Good thinking. Let's go Mrs. Cake."

"Yes." Mrs. Cake replied. They walked through the portal.

Everything inside was black. It was impossible to see anything.

"Where are we?"

"Like you said, Twilight, in Pinkie's mind."

"I know that. But I didn't expect this. I'll light up my ho-"

"Hihihihhihi." A giggle echoed eerily in the darkness.

"What was that?" That shocked Twilight out of casting her spell.

"Hiiiihihihihi!"

"I have no idea, but it's unsettling. It sounds familiar too." Mrs. Caked said uneasy.

"Nyniihihihihihihi! Three....." The echo whisper drowned out the three for about five seconds.

"Now, it started counting." Twilight said nervously.

"Two....."

"Who're you?" Cup Cake asked while trembling.

"One....."

"What are you?" Twilight asked, quivering.

The lights turned on. "SURPRISE!" Mrs. Cake and Twilight clasped their hooves around each other out of pure reflex. A white Pegasus mare with a yellow mane identical to Pinkie pre-depression, stood there leaning on her back legs and with her arms high in the sky. Her cutie mark is identical to Pinkie's too, minus the fact the balloons were a purple. Her voice is also the same, her grin is also a deadringer. The room was light pink, had on white door next to the white mare, that's it.

To be continued...

Author's Note

I'm going away again for a while. I hope you like rock hard cliffhangers for dinner.

What role will "Surprise" bring to this story. Tune in, whenever!

But in all fairness, the "Skeleton" of the next chapter is mostly done, writing that shouldn't be hard.

Fun fact: I called the beta chapter: Nein! Actually that fact wasn't that fun. Nevermind.

A Surprise

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by sonicgenerationsagenerations~~madeout~~ofsonic

Chapter 10 - A Helpful Surprise

"SURPRISE!" Mrs. Cake and Twilight clasped their hooves around each other out of pure reflex. The white pegasus giggled. "I love doing that, surprising ponies never gets old. You should see the looks on your faces. I didn't surprise you two too bad, did I?" The Pegasus was very, very expressive.

"Ummm... I'm not sure." Twilight said as she and Mrs. Cake collected themselves.

"The build up was unsettling enough for it to work. Or else I would have seen it coming." Mrs. Cake said. "I'm already very familiar with surprises like this."

"A. Good. Build. Up." The Pegasus wrote it down on a note block and threw it backwards in the air where it disappeared into a little cloud with a little poof sound.

"Um... Are you Pinkie Pie?" Twilight asked.

"No, what makes you say that?" The Pegasus

"You look and act like her, same voice, same energy. You could be how Pinkie sees herself. Maybe your her ego perhaps?"

"Nah. I'm her Superego. I don't think I ever saw the Ego or the Id, surprisingly. Oh almost forgot welcome to the mind of of Pinkamena Diane Pie, I have been expecting you."

"You have?" Mrs. Cake questioned.

"Of course, surprised? You said that you two were going into this mind more than necessary. Made it easier to prepare. Follow me, I'll bring you where you can help the two." Superego opened the door behind her. Behind her was a strange castle, the left side was definitely based on a barn, a gloomy cloudy barn surrounded in gravel in fact. It also had well. It was slightly darker compared to the side which had ripped decorations with tons of popped balloons and confetti on the ground. It was clearly based on Sugarcube Corner, but it was a little run down. That's obvious analog for the emotional state Pinkie's in.

"Wow." Twilight said.

"Tell me about it." Superego said as she escorted them to right side. "That one half used to be 24/7 Mardi Gras, no surprise there. Then the grumpy one started putting some ideas in the jolly ones head. Made my job certainly less fun. Both girls stopped listening to me, THE SUPEREGO! I'm basically their conscience!" She suddenly grew a frustrating tone. "I'm sorry, I'm just annoyed at what I don't the respect a Superego deserves... Surprisingly..." Superego calmly lamented.

"Sorry to hear that." Mrs. Cake said.

"It's nothing really. After years it's hardly a-"

"Can we call you Surprise if you cut out using the word Surprise every other second?" Mrs. Cake got slightly annoyed at that little quirk.

Superego gasped. It was nowhere near as dramatic as Pinkie would, but still comically dramatic. "An actual name? Deal! How can I resist!? I dub myself... Surprise!" If she somehow could knight herself to give her that title of a name, she would.

Twilight observed Surprise. "Looking at you gives me the impression that Pinkie is a Pegasi born in a Earth pony body..." She theorized.

"That would explain a lo... just something." Mrs. Cake remarked.

"Actually, I wasn't Pegasus until later, when this mind became bipolar, or some other word like that. It's been a while since I read a dictionary, which isn't really that Surprising really. Oops. I mean; which isn't really unexpected. The last sentence was redundant. Can't remember much of what happened before..." Surprise was sinking in her thoughts. That caused from the fly against a wall.

"What do you remember? It might help us." Twilight asked.

"Lemme think. Life was so duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuulllllllllllllllllllllllllllll! Give or take a few Us and Ls. But then I suddenly had wings that made me enjoy my life more. And that sometimes distracts me from Superegoing. I think I could concentrate better back then too." Surprise shrugged. "Anyways, behind this door is your Pinkie." Surprise pointed. to the door next to her. "Don't be surpris-... Don't... Don't be shocked how it looks on the inside, it's always been a mess. But now it's been an unpleasant mess. Also don't Pinkie's appearance shock you." Surprise opened the door. It was dark, you could barely see the ruined party necessities. On the bed underneath the bed sheets was a small filly. It was Pinkie, she had a straight mane, she was lying on her side facing the wall.

"Pinkie?" Mrs. Cake said. The pink filly didn't move. "Are you sleeping?"

"Mmmno..." The Pink filly answered lazily.

"Do you know why Mrs. Cake and Twilight are here?" Surprise asked.

"Yes, but it's too late for me. Nopony would want me anymore anyways, I'm dangerous, I can't be trusted around ponies..." Pinkie said, never stopped facing the wall.

"That not true!" Twilight said.

"Fluttershy." She said as a counter argument.

"You didn't do that, that wasn't your fault."

"She must hate me, just like everypony else."

"You know she would have to try,"

"She must be scared of me."

She's too stubborn to accept that it isn't her fault. After what seemed like hours, they gave up for now. They left and closed the door behind them.

"The poor thing, she really has the idea that she's a terrible, worthless stuck in her head." Mrs. Cake said. They were on their way to Pinkamena's room.

"I'm not sure if I can help her... Pinkamena really did some damage on her." Twilight said.

"Tell me about it, the other Pinkie is a li'l bit of a bully, she also feeds a lot of lies ever since I managed to get her out of the well outside."

"Why didn't help Pinkie then? You're their Superego!" Twilight shouted.

"Have mentioned I have my own problems? I have a shade of ADD... And my attempts have been futile anyway. The party obsessed one is down, and the other one's relatively happy for once, and both can possibly stay that way for ever. I know that's kinda unrealistic being stuck in one emotional state, but still. It's been confusing for me." Surprise lamented. "You're our only hope, Twilight. Not like this mind will fall apart if you don't, I just want everything to back to normal."

To be continued...

Author's Note

Original title: A Helpful Surprise

The First Step in the Right Direction

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by psycrowacrow~~madeout~~ofpsy

Chapter 11 - The First Step in the Right Direction

On their way to Pinkamena's room, they came across a dinner table with a bunch of inanimate objects sitting on stools, holding a quiet party. "Hi guys!" Surprise shouted and waved towards said objects. Strangely, they waved back. This gave Twilight some hope that Pinkie can still salvaged in some way. For some reason Twilight always saw Pinkie as a mare who plays with whatever works as a doll.

They just came across the filly Pinkamena, she looked more like she was in her early teens. Straight mane, and no cutie mark.

"Oh, it's you..." Pinkamena said unenthused. "Hi Mrs. Cake." She did have a genuine smile seeing her. "Superego..." Her smile faltered as she saw her supposed superego.

"Call me Surprise!" Pinkamena called her nothing.

"Do you know why we're here?" Twilight.

"Yeah, and you're too late. I already won." Pinkamena stuck out her tongue for a split second or three.

"Okay, mind if look around in your rooms?"

"Just stay away from a cherished memories and private sections. They are labeled as such, keeping things organized. Speaking of organized, put the stuff back after you're done. I don't like cleaning up a mess I didn't make." Pinkamena walked past them. "Something the other one would never do unless useless party related."

"If you're going back to her-"

"I'm not, just going to my friends, LeFlour didn't like it the last time I was late." Pinkamena disappeared around the round corner.

"You better keep your promise on the promise on the memories and private stuff." Surprise remarked slightly fearful, Twilight and Mrs. Cake looked at the mare. "I can speak for all three of us that none of us are comfortable sharing them." She bashfully tapped her hooves together.

"I can't find anything that might help us." Twilight said as she put something down.

"Neither can I." Mrs. Cake replied.

"Same." Surprise followed up.

Twilight sighed. "I think it's about time for us to leave, Mrs. Cake. I'm not sure how long we've been here."

"Neither have I." Mrs. Cake admitted.

"Leaving already?" Surprise said.

"Yes, we need to figure out what to do to help you." Twilight said.

"Okay, shall I join your walk back from where you came?"

"No, I can make a portal out of this mind right here."

"Oh, okay, good-bye then." Surprise said softly, as the princess and the baker left.

Twilight and Mrs. Cake stepped out the portal, back into reality. "You're finally back." Pinkamena said. "Took you long enough, I've been hangin' here for an hour and a half."

"Sorry about that." Twilight apologized.

"What did you exactly do?" She asked.

"You don't remember?" Mrs. Cake said.

"Only hour-and-a-half of boredom."

"Hm..." 'Interesting, seems like most books on the subject were correct.' Twilight thought. "Do you know a white Pegasus pony with a yellow mane and tail named; Surprise?"

"Who's Surprise?"

"We'll tell Dr. Virus to take you back to your room."

Suddenly, Dr. Virus opened the door. "Oh, I see you're done. How was it?"

"Nothing like I expected."

Back in the library. The remane-ing 4, Mrs. Cake and Spike were discussing... again.

"I think they're the subconscious versions of them, so should the subconscious Pinkie be cheered up all of the sudden, the real Pinkie should be happy again, too. But she may necessary not know why..."

"Sounds reasonable enough..." Rarity said. "I assume this just step one."

"Possibly."

"But how are we supposed to cheer her up?" Rainbow remarked. "We need something heavenly to help us."

Almost on cue, something close enough to an angel entered in the room. It was Fluttershy, she still had a bandage around her eye.

"Fluttershy!"

Almost the whole group got up a greeted Fluttershy, in a way only close friends would. They also asked ~~eyebout~~ about her eye. "I don't wanna talk about it, yet..." She said. They all explained what they know about Pinkie's situation, and their theories. "Oh my... Let me try to cheer her up. She might feel better if see knows I forgive her, maybe..."

"Let's try it, I see no harm in trying." Twilight said.

That evening...

"Ms. Pie? We're bringing you to that circular strap thingy again." A hospital employee said.

"...And I was just having such a nice nap... Do we have to get back into this thing?"

Once placed it that thing again, three familiar ponies entered the room. The first two they expected. But the third was slightly surprising.

"Fluttershy?!" Pinkie tried cowering, hiding her face or even the rest of her, but there was no such luck with the wheel she's attached to.

"Oh, you're okay, good for you." Pinkamena said, she was kinda glad to see her okay.

Fluttershy walked clumsily, still need getting used to her coordination. "Thanks for caring."

Twilight opened the portal. "Don't let us wait for too long."

"You're back! And you brought Fluttershy!" Surprise shook Fluttershy's hoof violently. "I'm Pinkie's Superego, you can call me Surprise."

"Um... hello." Fluttershy said awkwardly as she looked at the familiar stranger.

"C'mon. Let's take you to her." Surprise grabbed Fluttershy and bolted away. Twilight and Mrs. Cake barely caught up. Surprise knocked on Pinkie's door. "Hello? There's somepony special here to see you." Surprise opened the door, Pinkie was still as usual under the sheet with her face turned to the wall. She did curl herself in a ball however. "I'll let you two alone." A pony walked inside. "You do your magic, girl. We're behind the door, waiting."

"Um... Hello Pinkie." Fluttershy said. The small filly winced. "Don't be afraid, I don't hate you." Fluttershy edged closer. "You didn't do it. Pinkamena did, and she was trying to miss. It costed my eye, but everything's else is fine."

"No pony wants me..." The filly said with an obvious tone in her voice that indicates she's so sad she is having trouble letting out some words.

"I didn't say that."

"Yes you did..."

"When?"

"Few seconds ago... You said that everything else is fine. Basically saying everything's better without me. Nopony wants me, 'cause I'm a bad pony."

"That's not true in the slightest. Ponyville needs you, your friends need you. They want you back."

"...But Pinkamena said that's too lat-"

"Don't listen to her. You can make it happen."

"I don't think I can anymore..."

"Yes you can."

...

"Need a long hug?..." Fluttershy asked. The filly made a small noise. "I'll take that as a maybe." Fluttershy embraced the filly. But the filly still refused to make eye contact.

After a silent while, Pinkie broke the silence. "How's your eye?"

"I can take off the bandage and show you. Do you want to see it?"

"...M'kay." Fluttershy let the filly loose, finally making eye contact. Pinkie looked really sad.

Fluttershy slowly removed the bandage, behind it was an eye.

"But you said you didn't have it anymore."

"I don't. It's a glass eye." On further inspection the filly noticed that her glass eye's color is slightly mismatched, but it's not that noticeable.

"Why did you hide it then?"

"I'm not exactly comfortable walking around with a glass eye just yet. I don't like looking lazy eyed. But none of it is your fault. I'll get used to it."

"Okay."

"Do you want to try to be mare you were before this all happened. For me? And the rest?"

"If it makes up for your lost eye, I'll do my best." Pinkie hugged Fluttershy. Fluttershy, didn't try to repeat that it wasn't Pinkie's fault. She'll catch on one day, she figured.

"-and that's how she got his tail glued to her mane." Surprise wrapped up her story. She promptly had the door bumped to her head once Fluttershy left the room on the other side, she had her bandage back on.

"Oops... Sorry Ms. Surprise."

"It's nothing." She replied.

"Thank goodness." Fluttershy turned her head. "Take care, Pinkie." She wished for the filly.

"'Bye, Fluttershy..." The filly said before Fluttershy closed the door.

Surprise patted Fluttershy on her back. "Wow, you managed to get a word out of her."

"So what happened in there?" Mrs. Cake asked.

Fluttershy explained it all. "In short, she said she'll try."

"That sounds like a start."

"Let's head outside again, to see if Pinkie has changed at all." Twilight said, as she opened the portal.

Surprise sighed. "Okay then, bye." She waved them good-bye again as they all walked through the portal.

They appeared in front of the strapped down pink mare. "You're back." The mare whispered. She had some curls.

"Pinkie?" Twilght said.

"Yes."

"What did you do in there?!" Pinkamena suddenly took over. Curls disappeared. "Suddenly she's a little more open. You're brainwashing us, aren't you?"

"No we're not." Twilight said.

"Doesn't matter." Pinkie said. "I feel a little better." Everyone, including the pink mare except for the pink mare grew smiles of various sizes. "Um... By the way, who's that pegasus behind you?"

"Surprise!" They all turned in shock to see the omelette mare.

To be concluded...

Author's Note

One actual chapter left. And several epilogues.

Where it Starts Crumbling Down

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by crankykongakong~~madeout~~ofcranky

Chapter 12 - Where it Starts Crumbling Down

Everypony stared at the white mare. "Wait," Pinkamena said. "you brought her up earlier. She's my supposed Superego?"

"Yup." Surprise answered

"...Not sure how to react to this."

"How did you get here, Surprise?!" Twilight asked.

"I just walked with you through that portal." She answered with a smile.

"This could be highly dangerous to Pinkie Pie!" Twilight shouted.

"I don't feel any different." Pinkie Pie said.

"Same." Pinkamena said.

"Can I stay, Twilight? Please? Even just for a little while? Pretty please? I can help Pinkie readjust." Surprise puppy dog eyed.

Twilight tried to resist. "No, it's far too risky."

"C'mon. I can take over Pinkie's duties."

"She has a point, Twilight." Mrs. Cake said. "Ponyville could use a Pinkie right now."

"And Surprise really wants to hang out with ponies." Fluttershy brought up the obvious.

"Yeah, c'mon." Surprise pleaded.

Twilight was visibly thinking. "I any of you feel strange, just let me or the doctors know so they can tell me."

"Yay." Surprise cheered.

"She spawned from my head, and she has wings. Kinda jealous. " Pinkamena said quietly to herself.

"So am I." Pinkie said.

Twilight overheard that. 'They are getting along... This might be alright.'

The past week went great, every cancelled party became un-cancelled. The bakery had a roommate and employee again. Both Pinkie's got a better with what little progress and the other Remane-ing 5 took a liking to Surprise. She was surprisingly more insightful than Pinkie, not to mention more rational. Not that's she'll replace Pinkie. Surprise also visited Pinkie and Pinkamena regularly. They actually all got along really well. Twilight thought of Surprise as a hybrid of Pinkie and Pinkamena, with wings.

Twilight began speculating that Surprise was an another personality that just took the role of the SuperEgo. But there wasn't any real evidence to back it up. Surprise doesn't know much of an answer herself. How would she get out Pinkie's body? The book said the figure representing the owner of the mind you went in couldn't leave. Twilight had to study it later, she was too busy studying.

But that didn't stop her from constantly thinking about it. 'We can't give them their own body. Then we take the they risk of leaving one without a Superego. And their Superego seems to like company. And they seem to do okay without Surprise. Why did Pinkie's mind have to be so unique? Normal minds don't represent themselves like this. It's usually supposed to be a lot more symbolic. If only those book gave more information on the subject.'

About a week later... No major progress positively speaking.

"Princess Twilight Sparkle!" A Ponyville hospital doctor said after he slammed the library door open.

Twilight quickly lifted her gaze off her book at the doctor. "What is it?" She said ready for the worst or the best.

"The Pinkie's mind seems to emulate an old grandma that's on the brink of dying. We still don't have the new professional employees you promised us. Surprise is already on her way! We need to hurry, let's run for it!" Twilight teleported. "Or you could do that..."

Looking at Pinkie was surreal. he almost looked lifeless. "Surprise, quickly, into the portal." Surprise nodded and darted into the portal. Pinkie still looked a bit lifeless.

"I feel like like I might die." Pinkamena said with difficultly, lying on a bed.

"It should be okay now. I'm sure you'll will feel fine in a while." Twilight was in reality unsure.

"Thank you. From both of us." She said before she conveniently fell unconscious. The Doctor checked her heartbeat.

"She's still alive." The doctor said. "We'll send her to her room so she can recover from whatever this was."

Later, at Sugarcube Corner, Twilight told Mr. and Mrs. Cake what happened at the hospital. (It took Mr. Cake twelve chapters before he actually made an appearance.) "I see. I hope the best for the poor dear...s." Mr. Cake said, he only had second hoof experiences in this.

"I'm sure they'll be fine. I hope. I knew that Surprise being out of their body was a bad idea..." Twilight lamented.

"It wasn't all bad. Everypony loved her presence." Mrs. Cake argued.

"It was like meeting Pinkie for the first time again." Mr. Cake got nostalgic.

"Thanks you for the croissant and tea, but I must go now. First thing tomorrow I'm going to see Pinkie."

"Can we join? Or at the very least one of us." Mrs. Cake asked.

Inside Pinkie's mind. The mansion was falling apart. The pink fillies were escaping and were almost to the exit, but Pinkamena found it necessary to to bump Pinkie against the wall. It made a piece of ceiling fall on both of them. Pinkie began screaming in pain. Pinkamena tried to keep her pain quiet. "Stupid karma." She hissed in pain. "HELP?! ANYPONY?! SUPEREGO?!"

"Ohmygoshwhathappened?I'mherenow,I'llsaveyou!" Surprise lifted a the giant piece up enough so they could escape. But another piece fell. Only one managed to escape...

At the hospital the next day. The Doctor slowly walked up to Twilight and the Cakes. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

"What is it Doctor?" Mr. Cake said concerned.

"She's technically dead."

"Technically?" Twilight and the cakes said in unison.

"Only one of the personalities remains. It's...

1) Pinkie, the one we all know.

2) Pinkamena, the moody one.

3) Surprise, what she calls herself now anyways. She became a personality."

Author's Note

Seems rushed? It is. I had enough of writing this. Never truly wanted to do this anyway.
What did you think of this story overall?

Epilogue

Pinkamena Daine Pie moved back to the farm. Often writing letters to taunt them, or to ask how Mr. and Mrs. Cake are doing. This left most of Ponyville but especially devastated. But they respected that she wanted to get back to rock farming so she'll no be associated with what Pinkie stood for, reluctantly.

Epilogue

While indirectly getting rid of both Pinkies, they had to put Surprise at the wheel. She did also have slight amnesia, personality wise she's the same, but her memories are kinda jumbled, that includes Pinkie's and Pinkamena's. She was decent replacement, she was just as fun loving but also more mature. Despite that she did her best to be Pinkie. She somehow got her white and yellow colours back, she still eagerly awaiting her wings that might never grow. The chemistry between Pinkie and the rest of the world were lost however, they had to rebuilt that too.

Unfounded, Unneeded, Undeserved Revenge

Voices in My Head

Original 4 chapters by ponyofawesome92

Continuation by drybowserabowser~~madeout~~ofdry

Chapter 6 - Unfounded, Unneeded, Undeserved Revenge

"Twilight, I found 'Phelan's Fortunate Failure' under F." Spike said shaking his arm with said book in his claw, before he put it back where it belonged.

"Lyra's done it again." Twilight rolled her eyes.

"Pretty sure Derpy borrowed that one last."

"No it was Lyra, Derpy has OCD when it comes to sorting things alphabetically."

"Well she is a mail mare, it makes sense." Spike reasoned.

Somepony knocked on the door.

"It's a library, you can enter anytime." Twilight said. Pinkamena entered with a smile that felt.. dishonest. It's big but not genuine. But despite all those qualities Twilight and Spike couldn't quite their hoof and claw on it.

"Hi guys." Pinkamena faked the friendly demeanor, that much should be obvious. To the librarians she looked energy less.

"Hi Pinkie." They said in unison. "Are you here for a talk?" Twilight asked.

"Yes," Pinkamena nodded. "I need it after the amount of crying I did because of you two said earlier.."

"Crying?" Twilight asked?

"Because of us?" Spike said. "I haven't seen you today until now, Pinkie."

"And I didn't say anything hurtful about you." Twilight continued.

"You definitely did, and I want you to take it back." A hint of anger came from Pinkamena.

"We didn't." Twilight said in her and Spike's defense.

"Yes you did, behind my back after I left."

"Has this to do with your imaginary friends?"

"You didn't answer my question, Twilight." Pinkamena's voice was being stern.

"No we didn't, Pinkie." Twilight said truthfully, Spike just nodded.

"I heard it pretty loud and clear you two calling my talent stupid behind my back. I want you two to take it back."

"We say didn't that." Spike said. "So we can't really take it back, can we Twilight?"

"No we can't," Twilight replied. "Umm... Pinkie, I'm not sure how to put this.. but you either gone crazy, had a realistic nightmare, or a nightmare caused by a repressed split personality who was stuck long enough to have gathered enough conflicting emotions to break the mental barrier between the two of you to make you hallucinate that we said that."

Pinkamena was in shock, had Twilight caught onto her? 'Pinkie.. That's not what happened.'

"Are you sur-"

"But the latter is so rare it's almost preposterous." Twilight said.

'See?' Pinkamena thought fast and slick. Pinkamena took a page out of Rarity's book she wrote this morning and rewrote it. "You dare imply that? I'm insulted. You're disowned from list, BOTH OF YOU. I'll go my merry way, I don't need your help. And your royal party has been cancelled." The latter hurt Twilight the least.

"Pinkie! Wait!" Twilight came closer but she got bucked into the wall. "AAAAah, ow."

"Twilight!" Spike gasped.

Twilight fell to the ground as Pinkamena left. The kick hurt Twilight the most, physically speaking, the not being friends anymore thing is of course on top of the list.

"Are you okay, Twilight!?!" Asked a concerned.

"Help me get to bed. I think the wrong string in Pinkie's mind has snapped." Twilight wasn't so sure.

"Can we repair it?"

"Maybe, Spike.. Maybe.. Get me all the books about psychology you can find." Twilight also grabbed the book with spell she found dark.

'So how did you like that, deary?' Pinkamena asked her Alter Ego.

"I take it back, I'm not sure what made me think this felt good. I felt horrible when you kicked Twilight. And if her theory is true that means you made those images up."

'I didn't.' Pinkamena denied. 'I'm not lying, Pinkie Swear.'

"I still don't like this.."

'Too bad I'm taking over for a while until all your friends are abandoning you. They didn't like you, so let's see how they like the new 'Pinkie'.'

"No don't!"

"Ah alriddy told ya, Sugahcube. Ah did not give ya a Poison Joak apple. Ah'm mighty sure such thangs don't exist." Applejack explained.

"Prove it." An angry Pinkamena said.

"Ah don't have an apple that doesn't exist an' supposed to 'ave given to ya... " Applejack deadpanned.

"Well then, you're no longer my friend until you have proven otherwise." Pinkamena marched off with her nose high in the sky. "Hmph!"

All Applejack could say was a small: "'n tarnation?"

"Quick Nurse!!" A hyperventilating teary eyed Rainbow Dash said flying with Fluttershy in her hooves. "Bring her to whatever she needs right now! Just do it." The nurse didn't hesitate.

"She has a dart in her eye! Why?" She asked.

"Ya're not gonna believe this. It was Pinkie Pie!" Rainbow was following the nurse to the room Fluttershy will be held for the moment.

"What?!"

"She barged in my cloud house, while Fluttershy was already visiting. She had a bunch darts with her, she said that it's not nice to play darts with her head as the dartboard. We pointed out that we don't know how to play darts. She called us liars, and started throwing dart at us. I'm skipping out on details, 'kay? She tried to hit me first but I dodged them all. She only had one left, and she hit in her eye, where we hit them apparently hit them! We didn't! She's making stuff up!"

"Sounds like Pinkie's gone insane. We need to do a mental check on her, and give her some treatment."

"Please be careful with both... Even if Pinkie's cuckoo, she's still my friend."

"We will, Ms. Dash." They arrived in what might be Fluttershy's final resting place. "You can go home Ms. Dash, we'll keep you up-to-date on Fluttershy."

Rainbow nodded. "Please pull through, 'Shy." Rainbow said producing even more tears. "For me!" Her voice cracked.

It was long day, around the evening. After disowning the Pegasi from their friendship circle, Pinkamena was on her way home, Pinkie's home that is. "That was too much fun, throwing that dart it that loser's eye. So much misery~. Even if it was an accident" She said in a sing-song way.

"Please... Stop!" Their body was fresh out out of tears a long time ago. "Please give me back control." Pinkie begged.

'Sure.'

"No please you don't understand, I need to apologize to them!"

'Did you hear me right? I said "Sure".'

"You did?!" Pinkie said in disbelief.

'Yes, but when we're home.'

"Okay.."

"G'night, Mrs. Cake." Pinkamena said nicely.

"Good night, deary." Mrs. Cake couldn't shake the feeling she had, Pinkie's aura so-to-speak felt cold.

Up in Pinkie's bedroom, lying on Pinkie's bed. 'Like I promised, Pinkie.' "You can have your body back." Pinkamena put some heavy emphasis on "your".

A flat maned Pinkie got out bed quickly and hurtled over to Mrs. Cake downstairs. "Mrs. Cake, Mrs. Cake, I need to talk to you!" Pinkie's shaken.

Mrs. Cake raised an eyebrow at Pinkie's attitude change. "Alright deary, but keep it quiet, the kids are sleeping."

Pinkie told about her split personality, her friends, and what her alter-ego did to them, how she has lost her best friends. "I am crazy..."

Mrs. Cake comforted her with a hug. "I guess I couldn't follow up on that promise to not make you more crazy. But I'll help you become less crazy, tomorrow we'll see a doctor." Pinkie nodded, she was surprised that Pinkamena kept quiet through out.

There was somepony knocking on the door, Mrs. Cake let go Pinkie. "It's a bakery, the door's open." Mrs. Cake said. The door opened.

It were a few ponies with some gear to catch animals, and Cuffs, so maybe they catch the insane instead? "Hello Mrs. Cake, Ms. Pie." A white Pegasus with a grey mane and tail held up a badge with a red cross. "I'm Night Mist, of the Ponyville's Hospital's Experimental Enforcers of Ponies Who're Mentally out of the Ordinary, Extremely. Or PHEEPWMOX or PHEEPWAMOX, depends how you pronounce 'Who're'."

"That doesn't roll of the tongue." Mrs. Cake said.

"It's spelled wrong." Pinkie had barely the will to say anything to 'strangers' in quotation marks, she practically knew everypony in town. "There shouldn't be a X in the acronym."

"Like we said, it's experimental, we're working on the acronym. We specialize in catching the insane, the delusional, etc. To the hospital, where they attempt to cure them. We have heard word of the wind from at least two (at least two directly, many more indirect) sources, that Pinkie has snapped too far, we came to check up on that."

"Oh.." Pinkie said looking down, breathing seemed a bit heavy for her. "Yes, I am.."

"Well Pinkie, they'll bring you to the doctors."

*Sigh* "Yeah."

"I'll stand behind you, Pinkie. I'll explain it to your friends, with any luck they'll understand."

"Wait," Night Mist said. "I'm curious, what do you think you suffer from? I mean it's not the most easy thing to answer, with all those scientifi-"

"Split personality..."

"That explains why this job's too easy."

"I'm also best friendless now..."

"That's also an acceptable reason that would do the trick."

"Can you prove that you have a split personality?" A pony in the back said.

"I don't want to... And even if I wanted to it takes a lot of effort to br-"

"Not anymore, Pinks!" Pinkamena rudely interrupted herself.

"Oh no."

"Oh yes! I can finally take over whenever I want. Too bad for you, huh?"

"Please, bring me the hospital! QUICK!"

"Yes please, she's insane."

They cuffed her and threw them into their carriage.

"Thank you." Pinkamena said.

"Good-bye Mrs. Cake. Please feed Gummy when I'm gone. Oh wait, forgot I had Gummy as a friend. Can I take my pet alligator with me?" They all stared at her as if she was insane.

Pinkamena laughed on the inside. 'Come tomorrow I will finally have what I always wanted.'

To be continued...

Author's Note

Before you ask, or not. Pinkamena does have a reason to insult and hurt them. Should I consider to scale the rating a little bit up?

Also I'll be writing two one-shots. So this story will have to wait a li'l bit

Epilogue

While Pinkie knew the truth, she never could shake off the depression, no matter how hard she and everyone else tried. Losing her reputation as the resident party pony. The fact she technically died didn't help in the slightest. But she did love company, and embraced every moment of it, there was a lot to embrace, a lot ponies visited her, especially Fluttershy. She still organizes and plans parties, with some help, and they were well received, she just no longer has any energy to host them. She was happy as long as it brought a smile on her smile, even if it was a small one.

Twilight didn't forgive herself for letting others talk her into letting Surprise out of their minds. Not much such could do about it.