A Vision in Pink

A Vision in Pink

Chapter 10:

Sour Strings

The night was darkest today, for some reason. But everypony returned to their homes or hotel rooms safely. The party had ended with a crash of fireworks, and a last light show with the stars. Luna had risen the moon, and then grew tired after a few more hours of partying, and so did everypony else. One by one, ten by ten, everypony left, as the mane six then realized it was time to hit the hay, as they walked back into the castle.

Each of the mane six walked in by order. Twilight first, then Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash, who was now much better, flittering in behind her, Applejack stomping in behind the three, and then Bubble and Rarity.

Bubble was more content now, he was hoping Pokey had left so that he could nuzzle Pinkie once more. But as Bubble looked around the castle hallway, Pinkie wasn't inside yet. Maybe she was still outside. So the bubblegum colt continued to walk the hallways to the bedrooms with the others.

Pinkie poked her muzzle through the doors first before she trotted in. Just to make sure that Bubble was in there. Starting with a trot, she ran the floors, until she got closer to Bubble, in the hallway with her friends, as she then broke into a gallop and jumped onto Bubble until the two rolled with eachother and smacked into the walls.

Pinkie's friends gasped when they saw the mare attack her double. Rarity wasn't there to see it though, since she had already walked into her bedroom.

Pinkie held her double in the corner of the bunking hallway in the castle, pink hoof fists on both directions from the colt so that he wouldn't be able to squimmy out, as she looked him in the eyes with a furious red face.

"Pinkie? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Bubble asked.

"WHAT'S WRONG?! I'll tell you what's wrong! What the buck is wrong with you? Back there? What the heck was that?!" the mare shouted in his face.

Bubble continued to stay calm, even though his girlfriend was basically screaming in anger at his muzzle.

"Me and Rarity were just talking and then sh-"

"Don't lie, you big bag of monkey crap! I saw you back there, going on a french adventure on the lip cruise with my friend! Pretty lousy, for a boy version of me! I'd never kiss a colt unless his lips tasted like cupcakes! And that's why I kiss you! You cheat!"

Now Bubble was upset.

"Me?!!? What about YOU?! I saw you and Pokey having a tounge-dance! I heard him preposing a future relationship with you!"

Pinkie was shocked now that he saw that.

"What?! No I- I never di- I never did that with Pokey!" Pinkie lied.

"Likely story!"

"But I saw you and Rarity going crazy for eachother! Why did I ever kiss you, or hug you, why did I even lie down next to you?! You're not like me at all! Jerk!"

"Listen, Rarity was flirting with me! When you asked me for punch, and I came back, I saw you and Pokey, so I decided not to get in your way. So when Rarity found me alone, she started flirting with me, and then she just- leaned in and kissed me! She just freaking threw herself upon me!"

"Oh really? Then how come you were HAPPY?!"

Bubble could tell something was wrong with Pinkie. Something was REALLY wrong. Pinkie's mane was straight. Pinkie's tail was straight. And if this was his double, then obviously that means that just as hard as it is for Bubble to untangle his hair by force, same would be for Pinkie. It only undid itself when he was lonely, and upset.

Pinkie continued to look in his eyes crossly. She was really really mad at him. Why wasn't he?

"Why did I even love you? Or hug you? Or kiss you? I should've known! Jerk!"

Bubble was really upset now.

"Why did I like you? Why did I believe your lies? Why did I even think you were sexy?! You're just a big meanie-head!"

Pinkie must've been thrown off her anger-meter or something now, because instead of continuing to look cross, she simply smiled slyly, and started to tease the poor party colt.

"That all you have for ammo, tiger? 'Big meanie-head'?" Pinkie mocked. "Well guess what, I've had enough of you! You're just a cheating crybaby!"

"Well then, you're a freaking idiot!"

"Butthead!"

"Floozy!"

"You- you- JACKASS!!"

Bubble dropped his anger into a frown, as he stared at the steaming-angry mare burst it all out on his face.

Pinkie stomped off in furiousness back to her bedroom as she locked the door behind her.

"Pinkie!" Bubble shouted.

No answer.

The colt began to bang on the bedroom door.

"Pinkie!!!"

He then stopped smacking the door with his hooves, as he then let a tear fall out of his eye. He then sat down, outside of the bedroom, his back on the door, as he threw his tear-stained face into his hind-legs.

He lifted his head back up, to look at his cutie-mark. The same trio of balloons as the ones on Pinkie's flank.

Bubble frowned.

"Not much partying going on here." Bubble muttered, remembering when he said the same thing the day he was all alone, sitting outside Sugarcube Corner. At home.

But that wasn't the only thing the colt had realized once he lifted his head back up; he realized that he was all alone. Everypony had retreated back into their bedrooms to avoid the big fight that Pinkie had started with Bubble.

Bubble was all alone, sitting in the hallway, sitting in tears, sitting in betrayal.

He threw his head back down into his lap as more tears streamed out. He felt so alone. Even more alone than when he was back at home, where his friends still were. Maybe Blitz, Elusive, Dusk, and the others really did care about him. Or at least they cared about him more than any of these ponies did.

Although, it felt weird that his friends back at home are too busy for him, yet they care about him unlike these mares, but they're the same person, really. Yes they are pairs of two different beings per pair, but the have the same persona, the same act, the same type of person.

Bubble felt homesick now. He didn't want to be in this mess. All he wanted was to be run home in tears back to his friends. His REAL friends.

The sound of clanking hooves sounded through the hallway, as Bubble lifted his soggy, tear-stained face back up towards the noise.

Twilight, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy walked towards the magician's bedroom with curious looks on their face.

This was suspicious to Bubble, so he quickly and quietly hid in a dark corner of the hallway, hoping that he wouldn't get caught. Apparently these three didn't go in their bedrooms yet, and rather had went somewhere else. Bubble listened quietly to their conversation.

"I hope Pinkie doesn't stay mad at Bubble for long." Rainbow Dash started, "He'll be gone before she knows it!"

"Y-y-you don't think we would be s-snitches, looking at Bubble's life back at home, do you?" Fluttershy asked quietly.

My life back at home? Bubble thought to himself as he continued to listen.

"Maybe, Fluttershy. But we need to know what Bubble meant when he said that he has bad friends." Twilight answered.

"How long will it take for the spell to work itself up?" Dash asked.

"It'll take a while. We should get to bed. It'll probably be ready to use in the morning." Twilight replied.

"Well then, good night!" Dash yelled as she flew through her bedroom door.

"G-g-goodnight..." Fluttershy stammered.

"Good night, everypony." Twilight finished as she opened the door to her own room and walked in, only to find out that Spike had woken up.

The doors shut behind them all with a loud bang, as Bubble then stood up on all fours once more, revealing himself out of the shadows, since he knew nopony was still out yet.

"Twilight must've been doing some spell." Bubble whispered to himself as he began to walk the hallways.

He just had to find the room where Twilight's spell had been started... which didn't take too long since Bubble only reached the end of the hallway to find out that a magic cloud was floating in the throne room of the Canterlot castle.

Bubble had never exactly paid attention to whenever Dusk would be practicing spells, so he really was caught by surprise when the magic cloud had the words; 'Loading: 100% -Start-'.

Apparently, the spell loaded pretty quickly, yet started off slowly, so Twilight didn't think it would fully process by now. Bubble was confused, yet he stepped forth and let his hoof touch the words 'start' in the mystical fog. The fog then fainted all the words away, and turned into a light pink solid-colored mist. Then after a minute or two, the cloud showed a visual image of... Elusive? Dusk? Blitz, Aj, and Butterscotch? Bubble looked closer, as he then realized it WAS his friends, only, they were FIGHTING with eachother.

He then stared, watching flashbacks before his eyes. He could see his so-called friends back at home, calling him names and arguing with eachother.

It was all there. Elusive smacking Blitz till he bled, Butterscotch screaming like never before, Blitz punching Elusive, AJ making fun of them.

"That cheap party idiot!" Blitz yelled in the flashbacks.

He stared at the violence, only to be reminded of Pinkie's anger wave upon him only minutes ago, as he now saw Pinkie in his mind, screaming at him. He was staring at everypony hating him. Everypony hating Bubble. It was Everypony has to hate Bubble day.

Then, strangely, Bubble blinked his eyes as the last tear fell out, opening them back up to anger. He cringed onto his grudges all together, as he grew furious. Beyond furious. He felt his mane fall out of their curls and turn straight. But he didn't give a crap.

"Nopony messes with me." he muttered angrily, as his pink body now turned into shades of grey.

Bubble began to walk towards the kitchen, as far from the cloud as possible.

"Who does Pinkie think she is? President Nixon?!" Bubble hissed, "Who do my friends think they are? Who does everypony think they are?! They can't ruin my life! Nopony can!"

Now the grey colt was laughing in an insane manner, yet he giggled on, his eyes crossing and twitching.

"Heh. Heh. Nopony can." Now Bubble started to whisper angrily, "Nopony can."

The pinkish-gray colt then finally walked into the kitchen, picking up a large butcher knife with his teeth from the counter, turning to the bedroom hallway again, and muttering.

"Nopony pops the Bubble."

Rarity smiled and closed her eyes in bliss, as she felt the warm breeze from her blow-dryer fly off her mane and face. She was pleased. Her plan had worked perfectly, and as far as she knew, Pinkie wasn't there to notice her and Bubble! She was fixing up her mane right now. Her friends all thought she was already asleep, since she was the first to get back in her bedroom, but when in reality, she just was the early bird so she could work on her hair.

Her pink nightgown was wrapped tightly yet comfortabley around her waist. Opal was asleep in the corner closest to the dresser that Rarity was doing her hair on.

Rarity smiled.

"Oh, Rarity! You are a charmer! And such a gorgeously perfect one!" Rarity complimented herself. "Such a charming, smart, beautiful puppy!"

Opal opened rolled her eyes, even though she was still fast asleep somehow.

A knock on the door.

Rarity simply kept her eyes closed and continued to dry her mane, as she shouted joyfully;

"Come in, darling!"

The sound of hooves clanked upon her bedroom floor, she still continued on with her hair-doing, not suspecting anything suspicious. Although dim-witted Rarity had no idea who was walking into her bedroom, since her eyes were shut tight, she didn't let a single doubt come across her mind when she started adressing who was next to her.

"Twilight, darling, you don't have to be all suspicious and quiet when entering my room, it's only me, it's-"

Rarity was unaware of what happened next. A moment ago, she was talking to who she thought was Twilight, when she was turned around to face the stranger. A glimpse of a knife. Then-

*SCREAM*!

The knife dropped onto the cold, floor. Drops of red flowing past it, as the scream fainted into silence.

Blood.

Sneak Peek;

A Vision in Pink

Chapter 11:

Blood Velvet

Pinkie's straight mane and tail flew past her as she ran down the hallways. Her Pinkie sense had woken her up. Something was wrong. EXTREMELY wrong. And Pinkie could tell from the start, ever since her sense woke her up, and starting down the bedroom quarters, a trail of blood slid down the hall.

Pinkie then slid into a very familiar room. Too familiar. It was the room with the mirror. It was the room where Bubble had first popped out.

"Pinkie!" she heard a familiar high-pitched male tone call out her name, as she turned around.

Seeing the grayish-pink colt reveal himself from the shadows of the room. His mane and tail, were straight. Just like hers right now. The difference between the two, though, was that Bubble was now... gray.

Bubble smiled slyly, as he got closer. His face was stained. With blood. He dropped a knife from his mouth onto the floor, as he got even closer to Pinkie. He then threw his muzzle onto her lips. He started to go crazy on kissing Pinkie. But she wasn't going to fall for that this time. She threw him back, now HER hooves were stained with red from touching his face to shove him back.

"Get away from me, creep! What are you doing?!"

Bubble smiled.

"Oh, Pinkie. I'm just doing you a favor."

"A favor?!?!"

"Yes. A favor... after all, they aren't REALLY your friends, now are they? They don't care about you."

Pinkie was confused.

Pinkie turned, hearing a female scream from a corner of the room.

It was Rarity.

Strapped and chained to a metal bed, as she lied there, attempting to squimmy out. Rarity was in a terrible state. Her face was stained with blood as well, her body well-bruised and scraped. She was bleeding in almost every inch on her body.

"Rarity!" Pinkie shouted, as she ran over to her injured friend, stuck on the piece of metal. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm... fine, darling. But you certainly won't be if you stay with that cheating jerk! That jackass!"

Pinkie turned to Bubble.

"Why are you doing this? What do you want with me?"

"Your love back. Nopony gives two craps about me. And so, now when your friend tricks me, you get mad at ME. When you were the one who started flirting with somepony else! You little jackass. Son of Discord! Screw you!" Bubble shouted.

Pinkie looked at her double, hurt. She was shocked.

"So, what do you say? Care to join my lonliness?"

She wanted to say no, but how could she hurt her own feelings?

"If you don't want to appreciate me, or what I did  for you, then it's fine. I just won't let you get in my way!" the colt shouted, as he grabbed the bloody knife with his mouth once more and aimed at Pinkie.

Pinkie stared at the silver knife as it came down, closer and closer to her forehead.

"Oh no."