After Death

Pinkie Pie officially hated it. She hated being wrapped up in the tight straight jacket that she was forced to wear. She could hardly move

She didn't particularly love the room that she was assigned to live in, either. The walls, floor, and ceiling were all made of the same soft, white, almost sponge like material. And there was only one door, which was the same as everything else in the room. It had two hatches on the top and on the bottom that could only be opened from the outside. The top was for somepony to talk to her, and the bottom was so her food could be passed to her. Even her bed was like that! The back board, legs, and the frame were white plastic, so it was firm and soft at the same time.

At least she could talk...

"Hello?" she called softly, dragging herself to the door so she could be heard. "Anypony out there?"

Silence.

But then, was that hoof steps she heard?

"What is it, Ms. Pie?" answered a nurse, sliding open the top hatch in the door.

Pinkie smiled when she saw the nurse unicorn. Nurse Jackie was her personal favorite pony who worked in the asylum. She had been assigned to aid to Pinkie Pie for a reason. Her best friend had done what Pinkie had done (aside from the whole cupcakes thing), and had shared everything from who she killed, what she did to them, and her feelings. She understood her best friend and didn't tell anypony. She could relate to Pinkie, in a way. And she was super nice to her, seeing as though she understood her completely. She had shared all of this with Pinkie Pie after only a couple days of working with her.

"Hi, Nurse Jackie!" Pinkie said brightly. "I was just wondering if I could please have a glass of water?" She was especially polite with this particular nurse.

"Of course you can, Pinkie." Nurse Jackie replied. She was the only pony in the whole asylum who didn't call her Pinkamena. Only her friends got to call her Pinkie Pie. This said a lot, and the manager of the asylum permanently assigned Nurse Jackie to work with Pinkie after hearing about this.

Nurse Jackie shut the hatch and hurried down the hall to the kitchen. She returned a moment later with a glass of water. She opened the bottom hatch and slid the drink underneath.

Pinkie Pie gingerly gulped down half of the glass, deciding to save the rest for later. "Thanks so much, Nurse Jackie."

"Your quite welcome, Pinkie Pie." Nurse Jackie said with a smile " You don't have to call me Nurse Jackie. You may call me Jackie, if you'd like, since we're friends."

Pinkie Pie smiled back at her. "Ok, Jackie. Do you have time to talk today? If you don't that's fine though."

Jackie talked to Pinkie Pie personally in her cell daily, and they usually talked about what Pinkie Pie has done in the past. Jackie told her that she didn't have to if she wasn't comfortable in doing so, but she also said that it would probably help her take some of it off her chest.

"I'll check if I have time or not." Jackie pulled small planner out of her saddle bag. She flipped through it and stopped at a page about in the middle. She glanced at the clock across the hall, then back at the planner levitating in the air in front of her. She nodded then tucked the planner back into her saddle bag. "Yep, I have time to talk. I have about half an hour today. I know it's less time than usual, but I have yard duty really soon. Sorry."

"It's fine." Pinkie said, although she felt a little disappointed. "I understand. Yard duty is way more important than talking to me."

"Boring yard duty hardly compares to talking to you." Jackie protested, walking, walking into the room, shutting the door, and locking it behind her with a set of keys that everyone that works in the asylum has. "Talking to you is my favorite part of the day." She added with a smile.

Pinkie Pie smiled back at her.

Jackie was a hard working unicorn. Outside the asylum, she worked in a mill, which was super hard work. Her hard working spirit reminded her of Applejack, which reminded her of her friends, which reminded her of... Rainbow Dash.

She suddenly felt the urge to burst into tears. Jackie saw the extra moisture in Pinkie's eyes, and hurried over to her. As soon as she got to Pinkie, she wrapped her hooves around the pink mare.

"It's ok," Jackie cooed softly, trying to calm down the earth pony. "Everything is going to be ok."

"Ok..." Pinkie Pie said quietly, politely squirming free from the hug. She shuffled over to her bed and sat down on it. She patted a spot on the bed beside her with her tail. "Ok, let's talk."