Through the Gates of Everfreeby PonyessChaptersBeyond the Gate: 1A Morning: 2A Breakfast Shared: 3After Breakfast: 4Beyond the Gate: 1I had stopped before the gate, or I imagine I had done so. Yet, I had gone through. I'm still dazed, since I had not had a good night's sleep. It was a late night, after the one last party I threw the other night. There was a mirror, or was it, I'm not sure. It looks, or looked something like the mirror, the gate Twilight had entered and returned from, when Sunset Shimer stole her crown, with her element of Harmony, magic. With that, I had in my regular hyper way excitedly gone through. Only to end up where I am now, on the other side of the gate, where else? Only now, there isn't just a single gate, but four, marking the four winds as it were. I look back at the four squares, large as they were, much larger than the one I came through, if you asked me, but I'm just a dazed pink pony, otherwise known as Pinkie Pie, who am I to say? Judging by my position, I'm at the south gate, this should lead back, but I couldn't say. There was something to it all, and I couldn't just pull myself back, now could I? Or is it just the dazed state, from the lack of sleep? I'm alone, for what I could tell. None of my friends had come behind me, or they were all before me and I just missed it, thus missing where they went? Would they just leave me behind? Even in this dazed state, I refused to believe it right of the bat. What happened as I went through is what I had missed, since I'm apparently standing on my hind legs. My hooves, now wide and red while my legs seem spindly in comparison. I imagine it is something not too unlike what Twilight had experienced, from what I read. I had after all explained the situation for the entire group, just as she had returned, only too tired to tell the tail. Maybe I shouldn't blame her? The fact that both my mane and tail remains, just the way they were so far as I could recall may have distracted me, even more so than my hind hooves? Looking forwards, I still do have my muzzle, largely intact from what I could see. Since I had entered entirely nude, I apparently remained so. With that, I could feel my jigglies on the top of my chest, just like Twilight had, even though she had not been nude when she arrived at Canterlot High. Furthermore, I had also been granted hands, similar to the once she had been pestered with. There is no wind, but I could see no walls, even though I later had realised, I'm indoors. The room easily several times larger then the throne room, or the ball room at Celestia's and Luna's palace in Canterlot. Moving forwards, I found what was to pass for a more ordinary door. It's sliding aside from me, right and left, as I stepped before it, even before I had thought of it. That's how I even came to notice it, in fact. On the other side of the twin doors is a long hall, on my right I found doors, similar to the once I had just entered and a symbol for bed rooms, or something the like? I chose to enter the first of them. Maybe the pink hue on the brim of the metal plate drew me towards choosing it? I'm not sure. I found the bed to the right. In the bed, I had found the pillows and a quilt, much like any bed I could have imagined, or twilight could have conjured up? There is what passed for a bed stand, between the door and the bed. Otherwise, the room was pretty barren. Just clean walls, nothing else. The light dim, just enough for me to see the room. I guess I could sleep in here, even if I may have desired it to be just slightly darker. The floor seems green to me, and the walls look blue? Almost as if I had been under an open sky. However, it was to make sense, but I'm leaving this to the next tomorrow, as I slipped in under the inviting quilt, placed my head on the centremost pillow and closed my eyes only to fall asleep. A Morning: 2I had woken up in an unfamiliar bed, it isn't my room. For a moment, I had thought I was outdoors. If not for the fact I'm in a bed and the wall on the other end of the discussion? There is a night stand. On it, I found two items of clothing, passing for the suit of clothes I was supposed to, or expected to wear. I found a skirt and a top, both are tight fitting and pink, but with a silver lining on the edge of the smooth and elastic fabric, not feeling like any cloth Rarity ever presented to me. She had made all the suits I ever wore. I slowly picked up the skirt, slipping into it, pushing a hoof through at the time, right and left, even if I found the entrance enough, the exit was feeling fairly tight for my hooves to fit. Yet, I managed to pull the garment up, only to realise it had included the panties into the design. Then I picked up the final garment, completing the suit, a top, pulling it down to cover the top of my chest, including my jigglies, such as I had come out of the gate. The fit almost too exact, I had managed to slip into each of the garments. They now fit me snugly, almost as if they desired for me to forget I was actually wearing them? That did feel strange to me. Looking down I could clearly see the mark on my flanks, they're still there, the group of yellow and blue balloons. Then I noticed, they're on both of the garments as well. I guess that would make them mine, at least for as long as I stay here? Only now, the light in the room, clearly much more luminous. I can clearly see every detail, nothing is hidden. There is very little to see. The bed and the night stand, what else to look for. Nothing had been entered into the room, and nothing had been taken away. There is the one thing that had also changed since I came here, I realised as I hear the rumble of my tummy. I need something to eat, a breakfast that is. I walked towards the door, now feeling fairly comfortable in myself, walking on my hind hooves. They had proven to be straight to the point, purposefully, allowing me to walk with unexpected ease. As I came close to the door of my room, the doors slid aside, granting me entrance to the hall outside. Looking back, I noticed something, the door had apparently changed, I could clearly read my name under the face that now clearly is mine. It reads 'Pinkie Pie', then it reads 'Laughter', under. For as long as I'm here, this would be my room. Looking right and left, the door to the room where the gate is, is closed, not that I desired tog go there right now. I could see the blanc wall before me. The colours, seems to be identical here as well. I imagine that's the general colour scheme, throughout the building? Turning the other side, I simply walked towards what soon proved to be the entrance of the kitchen. Or rather, it is the dining room. Tables lined up, to the right and left. Chairs grouped in pairs, on both sides of the tables, for all I could see. In the middle of the room, I found what was to pass for the central table, on which all the food making up a breakfast buffet had been placed. In a way, it felt as if it had been a hotel, and I had become their honoured guest. How many others are here at this time, I had no idea, but I see none of them, so I could as well have been alone. Or, they're just sleeping right now, unless they've all already eaten? A Breakfast Shared: 3As I moved from the door, towards the table, I could clearly hear distinctive steps on the floor from the hall outside. Since I couldn't see who, I have no idea, as to whom it may be. Knowing how the sound of my own hooves had changed, not just from the fact that I'm no longer in a quadruped stance, but a biped one, but the change in the very structure of my hooves changed the sounds even further. What I hear, is steps, very much like my very own, almost as if it had been another me, coming towards the door, I had just heard close behind me. Turning around, I found myself facing, whom ever was to enter through the door. The cyan face, and the rainbow mane and tail, it just had to be her, by old friend Rainbow Dash. Emotions flooding my mind, before I could confirm, it was actually she who was slipping into the large room. “Awsome. It's you, Pinkie Pie?” Rainbow Dash then pronounced in a questioning tone of voice. “Yes, Dashie, it's me, Pinkie pie. It is you, Rainbow Dash?” I replied, curiously, feeling some of my hyper coming flowing back into me, as I was once more moving towards, what I was expecting to be a grand breakfast. “Seems we get a free meal?”Rainbow Dash suggested enthusiastically. “Rather strange a place!” I pointed out, looking around as I slowly started to pick up, what I found enjoyable. “Wait. Is that a Cloud Cake?” Dashie put forth, questioning her eyes, or if it was just recognition, of what she thought she saw? “Looks like it, but, there's an entire tray of Cup-Cakes, another with Mufins. There's the cider? Appkle, by the scent of it. Carots?” responded. “Don't change it. I'll have a sip of the cider, just to see if it is any good!” Sdashie proclaimed, as she poured herself a glass. “It's as if they knew us, by our tastes? Either that, of it just popped into being on the table, just before we woke up?” I pondered in a hyper teasing manner. “I don't know, but I'd settle for some of the cider, I could have a slice of the cake, ofhorse!” she pondered as response, filling up a plate of treats, aside from the plate of foods she had apparently found to her taste. That's when the doors slid open, once more. Two ponies slip into the room, a black coated unicorn with golden mane, apparently eyes to match. I then noticed, her hooves go by the same shimmering golden hue? Whatever her mark was, it was a bit odd, but it looks as if she had been a ballerina, before entering the gate? By her side, came what could only be taken for Rarity. I know that unicorn. “Greetings, Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash, how are you doing?” Rarity exclaimed excitedly in a curious tone of voice. “Awsome!” Dashie exclaimed. “What do you think of the strange fashion we've been dealt? Uh, and who is your new friend?” I enquired. “I guess the suit does work, for our current state of existence? I would never have designed these, but then, I wasn't walking on my hid hooves either?” Rarity pointed out, in a confused but amused tone of voice, seemingly uncharacteristically close to a giggle. I'm Gilded Nightgrace. I take it none of you are originally looking anything the likes of what I see before me? I came from what I take for the northern gate!” she explained, as a response to my question, as to who she was. Then a thought came to mind, slipping me into a hysterical fit of giggles. “You'll just have to excuse our hyper friend, but she is an awesome party thrower. You don't know what you're missing!” Dashie pointed out. “Parties? I could survive a party right now, even if I guess I'll just have my breakfast, first!” Gilded responded. “It may not be Apple Jack's Cider, but it is still good. I still think I'll go with a cup of tea!” Rarity pointed out. “Cider is good, but for breakfast, I go with the milk!” Gilded pondered, pouring her a glass of fresh, cold milk. “it is as if they placed the milk there, just for your benefit!” I mused, in response to Gildeds point. “Which's awesome!” Dashie interjected. “I agree to your point, Rainbow, but I'd call it divine planning, on my part!” came Raritys response. There was light hoofsteps to be heard, just before the doors slipped open, and Twilight entered the room. “Greetings, Pinkie Pie and Rarity, but, hello!” She spoke, as she saw the rest of us. “Hiya, Twilight, I'm Gilded Nightgrace presented herself. “I'd be..” Twilight said. “..A purple Unicorn? I teased her. “Ah, yeah. That'd make sense?” she just responded. “Hungry?” Dashie suggested. After Breakfast: 4Two sets of hoof steps could be heard. There was nothing setting them apart, just two sets of hoof steps, maybe it was someone I did not know. Nonetheless, I'm curious as to who it may be. A minute later, the doors slide open and the two ponies entered, in part, because this is where everyone had gathered. It had been time for breakfast, which served as a good enough reason for me. “I'm Sarah, Sarah Pezzini!” the first poni presented herself. The first thing to stand out, is the mark on her flank. A gauntlet, of seemingly ancient design, what it was, there was no clue, but there is something about her, as she radiate a very distinctive power. “That's the Witch Blade!” she clarified, as she noticed eyes drawn to her mark, she apparently wasn't bothered by the appearance. There is another feature, the bracelet on her left arm. Why she wore it, or why it was on the left arm? It could have been part of the magic of the gate. Then agin, that wouldn't explain the bracelet in the first place. “I'm Black Scorpion!” the second presented herself. On her flank, a black scorpion could clearly be seen, on her otherwise white hide. Her mane was braided and glistering black, almost as if it had been the tail of said scorpion? “We just arrived through the Western gate. Thankfully, I just had my breakfast before I came here!” Sara announced, thus explaining why they were not interested in the remaining food, and gave a hint as to where they were from. “I guess I was surprised that you're looking strikingly similar to us. I was human, before I slipped into this gate, but from what I could guess, none were looking like this before entering the gate?” Scorpion pondered. “I'm a Poni, and an out of control party animal. You do see the three balloons on my flank?” she pointed out, before she snapped one blue balloon from the flank and blue it up, all in a single move and without any prior warning. “That poni!” Gilded uttered in surprised joy. “I could do it again!” she explained, as she pulled a yellow balloon from her flank and blew it up to monstrous proportions, like none other then she could pull of. “Why doesn't the balloon burst?” Scorpion enquired. “Because it is Pinkie Pie blowing up her balloon!” I pointed out. “I take it you know her? Scorpion pointed out. “Yes, everyone from Ponyville, which is where we live, know Pinkie Pie. She always throws the best parties. She needs but half a chance, and you'll see!” I responded. “You two are Humans of Earth, Sara and Scorpion. If you don't mind me calling you that? I never saw a Human before, since I missed the opportunity when Twilight sparkle had to go to Canterlot High, in order to reclaim her crown, when Sunset Shimer stole it from her and brought it with her back!” Pinkie Pie went on. “How did you know?” Skorpion exclaimed in surprise, while Sara just looked amused at the pink poni, as if something hilarious had just been said. “Do you by any chance blurt out things like this in random, and on a regular basis?”Sara then enquired. “Yes, among other things, just like the balloon. You'd know, just like the strange and unearthly visions you'd have?” Pinkie Pie suggested in a teasing manner, in her more curious voice. “That would explain how you can know one of my more well protected secrets. Hell, I didn't even give my partner in the force as much as a hint, and here you come along, just blurting it out, as if it had been old news?” Sara complained with a playful whimper to her voice. “Guess it is a good thing, none her can snitch on you, so there will not be any consequences, if and hen you gp back home. I'd imagine you plan of going home, eventually!” Pinkie Pie teased. “Yes, that's be nice. Though I would love to see what kind of a crazed out place you're from, Pinkie Pie, before I go back to where I came from. Maybe just in order to escape a few kinds of hell, if only for a year or two, in the process. Is that too much to ask for?” Sara enquired in a more cool and composed manner, ending up with a fit of giggles just as she ended the response.
Beyond the Gate: 1I had stopped before the gate, or I imagine I had done so. Yet, I had gone through. I'm still dazed, since I had not had a good night's sleep. It was a late night, after the one last party I threw the other night. There was a mirror, or was it, I'm not sure. It looks, or looked something like the mirror, the gate Twilight had entered and returned from, when Sunset Shimer stole her crown, with her element of Harmony, magic. With that, I had in my regular hyper way excitedly gone through. Only to end up where I am now, on the other side of the gate, where else? Only now, there isn't just a single gate, but four, marking the four winds as it were. I look back at the four squares, large as they were, much larger than the one I came through, if you asked me, but I'm just a dazed pink pony, otherwise known as Pinkie Pie, who am I to say? Judging by my position, I'm at the south gate, this should lead back, but I couldn't say. There was something to it all, and I couldn't just pull myself back, now could I? Or is it just the dazed state, from the lack of sleep? I'm alone, for what I could tell. None of my friends had come behind me, or they were all before me and I just missed it, thus missing where they went? Would they just leave me behind? Even in this dazed state, I refused to believe it right of the bat. What happened as I went through is what I had missed, since I'm apparently standing on my hind legs. My hooves, now wide and red while my legs seem spindly in comparison. I imagine it is something not too unlike what Twilight had experienced, from what I read. I had after all explained the situation for the entire group, just as she had returned, only too tired to tell the tail. Maybe I shouldn't blame her? The fact that both my mane and tail remains, just the way they were so far as I could recall may have distracted me, even more so than my hind hooves? Looking forwards, I still do have my muzzle, largely intact from what I could see. Since I had entered entirely nude, I apparently remained so. With that, I could feel my jigglies on the top of my chest, just like Twilight had, even though she had not been nude when she arrived at Canterlot High. Furthermore, I had also been granted hands, similar to the once she had been pestered with. There is no wind, but I could see no walls, even though I later had realised, I'm indoors. The room easily several times larger then the throne room, or the ball room at Celestia's and Luna's palace in Canterlot. Moving forwards, I found what was to pass for a more ordinary door. It's sliding aside from me, right and left, as I stepped before it, even before I had thought of it. That's how I even came to notice it, in fact. On the other side of the twin doors is a long hall, on my right I found doors, similar to the once I had just entered and a symbol for bed rooms, or something the like? I chose to enter the first of them. Maybe the pink hue on the brim of the metal plate drew me towards choosing it? I'm not sure. I found the bed to the right. In the bed, I had found the pillows and a quilt, much like any bed I could have imagined, or twilight could have conjured up? There is what passed for a bed stand, between the door and the bed. Otherwise, the room was pretty barren. Just clean walls, nothing else. The light dim, just enough for me to see the room. I guess I could sleep in here, even if I may have desired it to be just slightly darker. The floor seems green to me, and the walls look blue? Almost as if I had been under an open sky. However, it was to make sense, but I'm leaving this to the next tomorrow, as I slipped in under the inviting quilt, placed my head on the centremost pillow and closed my eyes only to fall asleep.
A Morning: 2I had woken up in an unfamiliar bed, it isn't my room. For a moment, I had thought I was outdoors. If not for the fact I'm in a bed and the wall on the other end of the discussion? There is a night stand. On it, I found two items of clothing, passing for the suit of clothes I was supposed to, or expected to wear. I found a skirt and a top, both are tight fitting and pink, but with a silver lining on the edge of the smooth and elastic fabric, not feeling like any cloth Rarity ever presented to me. She had made all the suits I ever wore. I slowly picked up the skirt, slipping into it, pushing a hoof through at the time, right and left, even if I found the entrance enough, the exit was feeling fairly tight for my hooves to fit. Yet, I managed to pull the garment up, only to realise it had included the panties into the design. Then I picked up the final garment, completing the suit, a top, pulling it down to cover the top of my chest, including my jigglies, such as I had come out of the gate. The fit almost too exact, I had managed to slip into each of the garments. They now fit me snugly, almost as if they desired for me to forget I was actually wearing them? That did feel strange to me. Looking down I could clearly see the mark on my flanks, they're still there, the group of yellow and blue balloons. Then I noticed, they're on both of the garments as well. I guess that would make them mine, at least for as long as I stay here? Only now, the light in the room, clearly much more luminous. I can clearly see every detail, nothing is hidden. There is very little to see. The bed and the night stand, what else to look for. Nothing had been entered into the room, and nothing had been taken away. There is the one thing that had also changed since I came here, I realised as I hear the rumble of my tummy. I need something to eat, a breakfast that is. I walked towards the door, now feeling fairly comfortable in myself, walking on my hind hooves. They had proven to be straight to the point, purposefully, allowing me to walk with unexpected ease. As I came close to the door of my room, the doors slid aside, granting me entrance to the hall outside. Looking back, I noticed something, the door had apparently changed, I could clearly read my name under the face that now clearly is mine. It reads 'Pinkie Pie', then it reads 'Laughter', under. For as long as I'm here, this would be my room. Looking right and left, the door to the room where the gate is, is closed, not that I desired tog go there right now. I could see the blanc wall before me. The colours, seems to be identical here as well. I imagine that's the general colour scheme, throughout the building? Turning the other side, I simply walked towards what soon proved to be the entrance of the kitchen. Or rather, it is the dining room. Tables lined up, to the right and left. Chairs grouped in pairs, on both sides of the tables, for all I could see. In the middle of the room, I found what was to pass for the central table, on which all the food making up a breakfast buffet had been placed. In a way, it felt as if it had been a hotel, and I had become their honoured guest. How many others are here at this time, I had no idea, but I see none of them, so I could as well have been alone. Or, they're just sleeping right now, unless they've all already eaten?
A Breakfast Shared: 3As I moved from the door, towards the table, I could clearly hear distinctive steps on the floor from the hall outside. Since I couldn't see who, I have no idea, as to whom it may be. Knowing how the sound of my own hooves had changed, not just from the fact that I'm no longer in a quadruped stance, but a biped one, but the change in the very structure of my hooves changed the sounds even further. What I hear, is steps, very much like my very own, almost as if it had been another me, coming towards the door, I had just heard close behind me. Turning around, I found myself facing, whom ever was to enter through the door. The cyan face, and the rainbow mane and tail, it just had to be her, by old friend Rainbow Dash. Emotions flooding my mind, before I could confirm, it was actually she who was slipping into the large room. “Awsome. It's you, Pinkie Pie?” Rainbow Dash then pronounced in a questioning tone of voice. “Yes, Dashie, it's me, Pinkie pie. It is you, Rainbow Dash?” I replied, curiously, feeling some of my hyper coming flowing back into me, as I was once more moving towards, what I was expecting to be a grand breakfast. “Seems we get a free meal?”Rainbow Dash suggested enthusiastically. “Rather strange a place!” I pointed out, looking around as I slowly started to pick up, what I found enjoyable. “Wait. Is that a Cloud Cake?” Dashie put forth, questioning her eyes, or if it was just recognition, of what she thought she saw? “Looks like it, but, there's an entire tray of Cup-Cakes, another with Mufins. There's the cider? Appkle, by the scent of it. Carots?” responded. “Don't change it. I'll have a sip of the cider, just to see if it is any good!” Sdashie proclaimed, as she poured herself a glass. “It's as if they knew us, by our tastes? Either that, of it just popped into being on the table, just before we woke up?” I pondered in a hyper teasing manner. “I don't know, but I'd settle for some of the cider, I could have a slice of the cake, ofhorse!” she pondered as response, filling up a plate of treats, aside from the plate of foods she had apparently found to her taste. That's when the doors slid open, once more. Two ponies slip into the room, a black coated unicorn with golden mane, apparently eyes to match. I then noticed, her hooves go by the same shimmering golden hue? Whatever her mark was, it was a bit odd, but it looks as if she had been a ballerina, before entering the gate? By her side, came what could only be taken for Rarity. I know that unicorn. “Greetings, Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash, how are you doing?” Rarity exclaimed excitedly in a curious tone of voice. “Awsome!” Dashie exclaimed. “What do you think of the strange fashion we've been dealt? Uh, and who is your new friend?” I enquired. “I guess the suit does work, for our current state of existence? I would never have designed these, but then, I wasn't walking on my hid hooves either?” Rarity pointed out, in a confused but amused tone of voice, seemingly uncharacteristically close to a giggle. I'm Gilded Nightgrace. I take it none of you are originally looking anything the likes of what I see before me? I came from what I take for the northern gate!” she explained, as a response to my question, as to who she was. Then a thought came to mind, slipping me into a hysterical fit of giggles. “You'll just have to excuse our hyper friend, but she is an awesome party thrower. You don't know what you're missing!” Dashie pointed out. “Parties? I could survive a party right now, even if I guess I'll just have my breakfast, first!” Gilded responded. “It may not be Apple Jack's Cider, but it is still good. I still think I'll go with a cup of tea!” Rarity pointed out. “Cider is good, but for breakfast, I go with the milk!” Gilded pondered, pouring her a glass of fresh, cold milk. “it is as if they placed the milk there, just for your benefit!” I mused, in response to Gildeds point. “Which's awesome!” Dashie interjected. “I agree to your point, Rainbow, but I'd call it divine planning, on my part!” came Raritys response. There was light hoofsteps to be heard, just before the doors slipped open, and Twilight entered the room. “Greetings, Pinkie Pie and Rarity, but, hello!” She spoke, as she saw the rest of us. “Hiya, Twilight, I'm Gilded Nightgrace presented herself. “I'd be..” Twilight said. “..A purple Unicorn? I teased her. “Ah, yeah. That'd make sense?” she just responded. “Hungry?” Dashie suggested.
After Breakfast: 4Two sets of hoof steps could be heard. There was nothing setting them apart, just two sets of hoof steps, maybe it was someone I did not know. Nonetheless, I'm curious as to who it may be. A minute later, the doors slide open and the two ponies entered, in part, because this is where everyone had gathered. It had been time for breakfast, which served as a good enough reason for me. “I'm Sarah, Sarah Pezzini!” the first poni presented herself. The first thing to stand out, is the mark on her flank. A gauntlet, of seemingly ancient design, what it was, there was no clue, but there is something about her, as she radiate a very distinctive power. “That's the Witch Blade!” she clarified, as she noticed eyes drawn to her mark, she apparently wasn't bothered by the appearance. There is another feature, the bracelet on her left arm. Why she wore it, or why it was on the left arm? It could have been part of the magic of the gate. Then agin, that wouldn't explain the bracelet in the first place. “I'm Black Scorpion!” the second presented herself. On her flank, a black scorpion could clearly be seen, on her otherwise white hide. Her mane was braided and glistering black, almost as if it had been the tail of said scorpion? “We just arrived through the Western gate. Thankfully, I just had my breakfast before I came here!” Sara announced, thus explaining why they were not interested in the remaining food, and gave a hint as to where they were from. “I guess I was surprised that you're looking strikingly similar to us. I was human, before I slipped into this gate, but from what I could guess, none were looking like this before entering the gate?” Scorpion pondered. “I'm a Poni, and an out of control party animal. You do see the three balloons on my flank?” she pointed out, before she snapped one blue balloon from the flank and blue it up, all in a single move and without any prior warning. “That poni!” Gilded uttered in surprised joy. “I could do it again!” she explained, as she pulled a yellow balloon from her flank and blew it up to monstrous proportions, like none other then she could pull of. “Why doesn't the balloon burst?” Scorpion enquired. “Because it is Pinkie Pie blowing up her balloon!” I pointed out. “I take it you know her? Scorpion pointed out. “Yes, everyone from Ponyville, which is where we live, know Pinkie Pie. She always throws the best parties. She needs but half a chance, and you'll see!” I responded. “You two are Humans of Earth, Sara and Scorpion. If you don't mind me calling you that? I never saw a Human before, since I missed the opportunity when Twilight sparkle had to go to Canterlot High, in order to reclaim her crown, when Sunset Shimer stole it from her and brought it with her back!” Pinkie Pie went on. “How did you know?” Skorpion exclaimed in surprise, while Sara just looked amused at the pink poni, as if something hilarious had just been said. “Do you by any chance blurt out things like this in random, and on a regular basis?”Sara then enquired. “Yes, among other things, just like the balloon. You'd know, just like the strange and unearthly visions you'd have?” Pinkie Pie suggested in a teasing manner, in her more curious voice. “That would explain how you can know one of my more well protected secrets. Hell, I didn't even give my partner in the force as much as a hint, and here you come along, just blurting it out, as if it had been old news?” Sara complained with a playful whimper to her voice. “Guess it is a good thing, none her can snitch on you, so there will not be any consequences, if and hen you gp back home. I'd imagine you plan of going home, eventually!” Pinkie Pie teased. “Yes, that's be nice. Though I would love to see what kind of a crazed out place you're from, Pinkie Pie, before I go back to where I came from. Maybe just in order to escape a few kinds of hell, if only for a year or two, in the process. Is that too much to ask for?” Sara enquired in a more cool and composed manner, ending up with a fit of giggles just as she ended the response.
