Pinkie and the Remote Control World

Hurricane Dashie

By The Isapie

"Pinkie, I don't think you've noticed, but you and I represent the same thing. Laughter," said the girl, her voice trembling as she did.

"Yes, but..." Pinkie's voice trailed off.

"Ahem. My name is Rainbow Dash, and I'm Equestria's best flyer ever!" Cut in Rainbow Dash, trying to break the silence.

The taller girl smirked. "Oh, is that so? I'm Skylar, and so far, at every track and field event, I've placed in the top three. In other words, I got to go to areas for everything," said Skylar, stroking her ankle as she did so.

"Well, you seem to be a lot like me," said Dash proudly, happy to have found someone who she shared views with.

"Well, what if I told you we both represent Loyalty?" Chuckled Skylar.

Rainbow Dash just gasped.

Meanwhile, Pinkie and the crying girl were having some sort of a conversation, but with glances and eyebrow movement.

Eventually, Pinkie just came over and wrapped her hooves around the girl.

'Hey, Iris, it'll be alright, okay?" Said Pinkie, trying to put a smile on the girl-Iris?-'s face.

And it actually worked. Iris gave Pinkie a weak smile and said, "Looks like Skylar, Heather and I aren't the only ones who can speak with their eyebrows."

Pinkie giggled.

"So, you went to areas for everything? Even with that?" Asked Dash.

Skylar's face fell. "Sadly, no. Someone tripped me and our friend, Eveline, and the race officials wouldn't let me compete because they thought I'd hurt it even more."

Her chest puffed up in pride. "When Heather, Iris and I were practising, though, I beat my last year's record by one and almost a half seconds. Then. in basketball, I tripped and I bruised it," she admitted, but with no shame.

"Injuries are normal in our life. We don't have magic like you ponies do," concluded Skylar with a grin.

"Well, then, let's get going. What the hay is going on?"

Iris and Pinkie were actually setting up a mental connection, telepathically.

"Okay, wiggle your eyebrows as much as possible. We have to make it seem like we're communicating through eyebrow language, although I do know eyebrow language," said Iris with her eyebrows.

"I know eyebrow language too!" Replied Pinkie, her eyebrows jiggling around.

"Excellent. Let's get this mental connection up, and I'll relay all the known facts to you," said Iris.

A few moments later, Pinkie got a clear message from Iris, one that showed the story of how Iris knew what was going on.

She saw a mirror, Iris showing Skylar it excitedly, and the duo stepping in. They'd entered the fourth wall, by accident.

Then, a clip of them showing another friend the mirror. This must be the one they call Heather, though Pinkie.

The trio were then placed in a scene, where a girl reading a book and a very short boy were standing. The boy looked at the girls and his eyes glazed over. Heather's eyes went starry and very, very pretty. The boy looks a bit like Spike, and Heather-oh gosh, that's got to be their Rarity! And the girl with the book is probably their Twilight! Realized Pinkie.

Another strange scene. It was in a schoolroom, and the short boy and Heather were coming out. The boy asked her something, and she squealed. She hugged him very, very hard and squealed some more. Many of the other boys and girls came over, with big, cheesy grins plastered on their faces. Among those few girls who sincerely cheered were Iris and Skylar, who congratulated Heather. The midget boy must have asked her out or something.

The next scene was sort of sad. The room they were in was huge, with multicoloured lights dancing everywhere. There was a DJ on the stage, and everyone was dancing.

Iris and Skylar were dressed in beautiful outfits, with Iris wearing a floral dress and Skylar wearing a blouse and colourful pants. Heather was the most elegant of all, wearing a white dress with a blue ribbon. Yet the look on her face was very sad. She was looking at the midget boy, who was sitting in the corner, smiling at her. Gosh, he must have forgotten to dance with her!

Despite all this, with Heather shooting pleading glances at the midget boy, he did not get up, and instead talked to a very tubby, tall boy, a skinny, lanky one, and a girl who looked a bit like Iris, but was more hardened.

Next, Pinkie saw Iris's birthday party. There were eight people there in total, not including what must have been Iris's parents and a young girl who was probably her sister. One of those was their element of Magic. One was very tall and regal, with a sun pattern on her shirt. Another was the girl who talked to the midget boy at the dance. She was eating an apple slice. There was also a shy girl with a butterfly shirt on. Here's assuming the sun pattern one is their Celestia, the apple eating one is their Honesty, and the shy one is their Kindness.

Of course, the midget boy and the original trio were there too.

The entire body of people moved out the door, to what seemed to be a park. They played a quick game, then the boy and the Honesty girl went off talking, while the rest of them sat around the swing and talked.

As they talked, Heather moved onto the swing. Eventually, her tears started pouring out as she spoke. She must have been talking about her relationship with the boy.

The last scene: the boy and Heather were arguing about something. Then, the memory split-screened. One side was the boy, trying not to talk to anyone, also trying to conceal the tears running down his cheek, and the other was Heather, sobbing into Magic's shoulder.

As Pinkie watched, she realized that the Kindness girl, the Honesty girl and Iris were sitting there with him, trying to console him. Then, the memory shut itself off. The entire exchange had only lasted less than a minute.

Iris wiggled her eyebrows, saying, "Pretend to console me."

Pinkie did so, saying "Hey, Iris, it'll be alright, okay?"

Iris nodded. "Looks like Skylar, Heather and I aren't the only ones who can speak with their eyebrows."

Pinkie giggled.

"Well then, let's get going. What the hay is going on?"

"Dashie, I'll tell you that later. What we need to do right now is cut off the connection between our worlds."