"Come on everypony, smile smile smile! Fill my heart up with sunshine sunshine! All I really need's a smile smile smile! From these happy friends of MINE!" Pinkie was singing to herself as she was preparing the cakes' babies for their nap. Her singing voice was truly intoxicating; the babies could not resist the urge to grin as they were being put to bed. They soon fell asleep and Pinkie resumed humming the tune to herself as she wondered downstairs towards the kitchen of Sugar Cube Corner. Pinkie looked around the kitchen when she got downstairs; a sweet aroma filled the air, whatever it was she was starved and the delectable smell was only exacerbating her hunger further. Pinkie didn't want to ruin whatever it was the cakes had made so she decided to make something for herself, what that was going to be exactly she hadn't the slightest. *ding* the oven rang out, causing Pinkie to jump with excitement as she knew what she was going to make, the thought of Rarity saying 'idea' had momentarily popped into her head as well.
"I know!" Pinkie said to herself excitedly, "Cupcake montage!" She then set out, her world moving around her cinematically, at one second she was grabbing a bag of flower, the next cracking eggs, after that mixing and pouring, only moments later she was standing near the oven watching her cupcakes rise till another ding was heard. After what was only a minute later pinkie was icing her cooled cupcakes and setting them on a plate. "All done!" she said as excited as ever, she then grabbed the plate with her hooves lifted the plate in the air and poured the cupcakes into her mouth all at once. As she swallowed the cupcake mass whole she remarked "mmmm, tasty as always Pinkie." After filling up her tummy Pinkie was now on the search for something to do for the day while the cakes were busy, she had already put the babies to bed and they hate being woken up from a nap and it was a nice day out so being inside felt constricting to her. She resolved by taking a stroll around town, "Maybe something to do will find me." she mentioned to herself as she left through the front door.
It was in fact a gorgeous day in Ponyville, it was the middle of spring, birds were chirping, the grass and trees all had their fresh scents, and the pollinating flowers were already in full bloom. Pinkie wandered over to a park bench to sit for a while, she was always moving but even Pinkie Pie liked to relax every so often. "I wonder what Dash is doing today? Her smile is my favorite, but sometimes it’s difficult to make her smile." Pinkie's thoughts as some could predict, began to wander. But, as her thoughts progressed she began to think of the trouble she has getting some ponies to smile. "Some ponies can be so stubborn" she went on thinking to herself with a slight frustration, "It's not like I ask for a whole bunch, just a friendly grin, or even a smirk will do. Ugh, thinking like this reminds me of my birthday last year. Boy I feel like such an idiot for forgetting my own birthday, and not trusting my friends. A lot of that day is such a big blur now...I wonder what I was feeling or exactly what I had said." Pinkie had trouble remembering the day she went cookoo after her after-birthday-party for Gummy attempt had failed. She had vaguely remembered what she said or what had happened, let alone the things she thought or felt. Pinkie felt compelled to figure this out and decided that this is what she'd do today, but she needed to find some place to start. "Where could I even go to figure something like this out? Oh hey wait, I think I remember Dashie being there when I was alone, was I alone? Anyway, I'll need to find Dash if I want to figure myself out, shouldn’t be too hard though, she's always sleeping on a cloud somewhere around here." Pinkie said to herself, a new found vigor for her search inspired her.
Pinkie had searched for a few minutes before she stumbled across a cloud with a rainbow colored tail hanging over it, snoring could be heard when she approached. "DASHIE!!!" Pinkie shouted but Rainbow Dash barely stirred. "Hmmmm" Pinkie said as she wandered over to a nearby trampoline, which she then began to drag towards the bottom of the cloud Dash was sleeping on. "Rainbow Daash!" Pinkie sang to herself as she readied herself upon the trampoline; after a few good bounces her head had poked through the cloud and for a moment she could see Dash drooling on a makeshift cloud pillow before she fell back through the cloud again. When she hit the trampoline she took a deep breath and waited before she popped through the cloud again to shout, "WAKE UP DASH!!!" Pinkie fell back towards the ground as Rainbow Dash screamed, being startled by her rude awakening, and began to fall soon landing headfirst in the well nearby splashing water all over anypony nearby. Dash crawled out of the well and coughed some water out of her lungs, "*cough cough* Ugh Pinkie Pie what the hay was that for?" Dash was glaring at a now soaked Pinkie Pie. "Hey Dashie, glad you’re awake I thought we could talk and do something fun for a little while." Pinkie said, her mane and tail had been flat with water before she shook it dry and it returned to its' normal poofyness.
"What is it Pinkie? I told you I won’t make cupcakes with you anymore, not after that spooky dream." Dash shivered at the thought of cupcakes, but Pinkie didn't seem to take much notice. "No, but now that you mention it I have a serious question." Pinkie's tone had dropped and her usual happy self seemed more concealed. "Oh, well what's up Pinkie? Is everything okay?" Dash questioned shaking herself dry and getting closer to Pinkie to comfort her. "Yeah its okay Dash, I'm fine, I just wanna ask some things about my birthday last year." Pinkie said reassuring her friend, Dash had become slightly less concerned but her dream reappeared in her mind at the thought of how Pinkie had acted the year before causing Dash to shiver yet again. "Oh yeah, uh okay, what do you want to know?" Dash recollected herself, wanting to be there for her friend. "Well I just wanted to know what you remember of me from that day, I mean like the way I acted or the things I said because I don't remember much of it." Dash had to think a bit about Pinkie's question, she didn't want to say anything that might offend her friend. "Well the most obvious difference was how you looked, I didn't like it, you were darker and your mane was down, kinda like it was when you were wet earlier" Dash said remembering her confrontation with Pinkie that strange day. "Oh, really? Like when I was wet?" Pinkie said surprised. "Uh, yeah, you were acting weird that day, I was really worried..." Dash said relaying what she remembered to her friend.
"When I showed up to your place you had been talking to yourself, well I think it was yourself, you had random objects sitting on stools and you made them talk to you. The whole situation was really disturbing but what really got me was the look in your eyes, they were wrong but they seemed natural, like you were supposed to be like that. I forced the thought out and made you come with me in hopes of getting you back to normal." As Dash finished the thought Pinkie began to think about what she had said. "Okay, thanks Dash, I need to go now, see you later." Pinkie said to her friend, Dash could see that Pinkie needed to think on this, "Alright, see ya Pinkie." Dash flew the opposite direction of Pinkie who was headed back to Sugar Cube Corner. "Natural? I wonder, so much of my life is a blur, I don't remember how long it's been sense I've seen my family."
Pinkie had stopped walking, she sat on the ground, she had stopped in an ally, a short cut to Sugar Cube Corner from where she was, and she continued to remark to herself. "What were their names? Why can't I remember my own father's name, I remember Granny Pie, my mom, Sue or Roxy? My sisters, one was, Inkie, Yeah! I saw her I think; she might have changed her name. My other sister, I... I don't even have a clue. But my Father? What in Celestia's Equestria was his name!?!" Pinkie was pounding the ground with her hoof in frustration, when, unfortunately, it came to her. "Clyde... his, his name, that name..." Pinkie began to cry intensely, sobbing, soaking the ground around her feet in tears as she remembered what she had forgotten long ago. "That was... *sniff sniff*... before I left, they said... that it wasn't my fault... but... but it was!" She continued to cry, but her tears had dried out into saltiness on her face. "When... when did I leave... why don't I remember... how did, the Cakes, how long..." Pinkie stood up, she looked around, her sense of time as she realized was bleak, it was darker out then it was when she left the bakery, or was it? She had no clue; Pinkie wiped away the rest of the tears and proceeded on her way to the bakery. She knew the Cakes had been busy but this was important, she knew that they would understand.
Pinkie entered Sugar Cube Corner; the Cakes were running here and there, they had been commissioned to make another MMMM for a large party; they didn't seem to see Pinkie come in. "Hi Mr. and Mrs. Cake, would you guys mind if I asked you something?" The Cakes took notice to Pinkie but they continued to run about their kitchen. "Oh hey there Pinkie, What is it you wanna ask?" Mr. Cake said frantically looking for ingredients in a cupboard. "Well, I was wondering if you could tell me when and why I came here to stay with the two of you." The cakes seemed to pause for a second but then they resumed running about the kitchen, not as frantic as before. "Well Pinkie, we had you move in a few years ago, six years I believe right honey?" Mrs. Cake said to her husband who responded, "Yeah, or five maybe." "Yeah, we had you move in with us because you seemed very nice, and you were an exceptionally good baker too." Mrs. Cake finished, Pinkie was sitting in the middle of the two ponies going back and forward through the kitchen.
"Where did you find me?" Pinkie asked, curious as to the phrasing of what Mrs. Cake had said. "Oh, well, you were in the Ponyville general hospital. They had you in as a patient but you worked in the kitchen for them, you don’t remember that?" Mr. Cake had picked up the somewhat uncomfortable question; Pinkie grew even more confused. "Why was I in the hospital? Was I in some sort of accident?" Pinkie asked quizzically. "Well from what the doctors told us, they had reported you as possibly mentally unstable, they said that they found you on the edge of a rock farm crying with a large grin on your face." Mr. Cake said to Pinkie, he had stopped running about and was now looking at Pinkie who was sitting with a particular look on her face. "I need to figure myself out; I don't think I can focus on anything until I find out what happened to me." Pinkie said standing up straight, putting on a stern and dutiful look. "Well okay Pinkie, be sure you stay safe, we don't want anything to happen to you." Mrs. Cake said, worried about her friend, Pinkie didn't seem to notice what Mrs. Cake had said, she was heading out the door with a sort of missionista mentality. "I do hope she stays safe." Mrs. Cake said as her and her husband sat with worried looks as Pinkie left the bakery.
As Pinkie wandered toward where she thought her old family rock farm was, she tried to recollect what had happened to her father. "I... it's so hard to remember, it was... after, after I got my cutie mark. I think by that time Granny Pie had already passed, I wanted something, it was so hard to notice... but what, what was it I was trying to notice? Ugh, my dad died and I can't even remember why, I remembered earlier!" Pinkie became aggravated with her inability to recall what had happened in her past. "I... I... I killed him." she stopped for a second and looked at the ground before continuing on her journey. Tears had started coming to her eyes as she remembered the day her father had died. "It was such a nice day; I woke up and knew that all I wanted to do that day was make my dad happy. Everything went wrong, so... so wrong, he wasted away, but why? He looked so happy but..." The rest of the thought was too sad to think about but she was aware and her sadness was not held back, Pinkie was weeping as she walked closer to the place she once called home.
She passed over a small hill; she was quite a ways from Ponyville at this point, seeing as though it was not quite visible over the horizon. Once Pinkie had reached the edge of a large plain shortly after losing sight of Ponyville, she had found it, her old rock farm, and her old home. She began her way toward the farm house in hopes that someone was home, she could not help but think to herself as she walked through the field of rocks. "Looks like somepony hasn't been doin their job around here. Or have they? What did we do on this farm, who farms rocks?" Pinkie laughed a little to herself, this was good, and she needed to lighten up a bit. Pinkie proceeded towards the farm house, she walked up onto the front porch and was about to knock but she decided to listen for noises coming from inside first. Not a peep could be heard, then again not much could be heard around here, and the crickets were louder than DJ Pon3's 2012 omega wub cannon remix. She then went to knock on the door, but as she raised her hoof to knock the door slowly creaked open. "Spoooky." Pinkie thought aloud.
Pinkie took a few steps inside, cautious as to what had made the door open. It looked different from what she remembered, or did it? Something did seem out of place but that could just be the spookiness of the area she was in. There was nothing inside really, it appeared as though somepony had lived there, once, but it was clear that nobody was home. Pinkie looked around, at first in remembrance, but that feeling died quickly from what little she actually remembered, and she soon was looking for any sign of where the rest of her family might have gone. There was nothing, no sign that anybody had moved on from this place, this started to disturb Pinkie deeply. "Where could they have gone, I know they existed there must be something." She thought to herself as she continued to look about her house. She ended up wandering into what she recalled to be her room, there was her bed, some toys of a kind as well as, what are now more tattered from age, some pink curtains flowing in the wind from outside the window. It was very cold in this particular room, while the rest of the house was cool like the air outside.
Pinkie's old room had had an aura about it, she could feel herself shiver at the bone chilling sensation. Pinkie was proceeding towards the window, in hopes to keep herself from freezing in the room, but as she approached she noticed a small scrap of paper lying on the ground. "Hmmm, Dear me?" Pinkie had begun reading what was on the small scrap of paper. "I can't have you destroying this world for your sick abilities and your insatiable appetite. I realize that all I can do is make you forget, make you forget of your powers and put you somewhere you can't hurt anypony anymore. I have left you while you were sleeping and have asked a friend of ours to separate us and to make u forget. Once you've read this it will be too late. Sorry if it means anything. Pinkamena." Pinkie sat there confused as to what was with this strange letter. "I wrote to myself? Why would I do that? And what does it mean forget? How could that work?" Pinkie became frustrated with the note and threw it out the window. When she looked to see out the window she noticed the grave of her father, she began to tear up again until she noticed several other graves next to his, and she leaped through the window and ran towards the graves. Pinkie walked up first to her father's grave which read, "Here lays Clyde Pie, who left us with a smile on his face." Pinkie remembered when they had put him down the grave, though she couldn't remember being sad. The other graves simply had names, "Roxy, Inkie, Blinky" Pinkie was confused; she was trying her hardest to remember what happened when she heard something around one side of the farm house.
Pinkie was in no mood to be spied on let alone have somepony hanging around her old house, she shouted out. "Hey! Who's there?! Come out!" She was walking over towards the noise when somepony came around the side of the farm house. "I was afraid it was you." The figure said as it came out of the shadows. "What the..." Pinkie said as the figure came into view. It was her it was Pinkie Pie but different, her mane was down like it was wet along with her tail. "I am surprised to see you so upset over the ones you so viciously took away from me!" The other Pinkie Pie said a scowl on her face. "What, what do you mean? Why are you here?" Pinkie asked upset and confused due to the situation. "I refuse to tell you what I mean, but as to why I am here, that should be obvious, I'm taking care of the family farm and mourning the deaths of my loved ones." The other Pinkie said not looking Pinkie in the eyes. "Hey what do you mean, why do you I mean I or you know what I mean, why are you talking like that?" Pinkie was losing her control of her thoughts again as she became further confused by the predicament. "That is because I'm not you, you are Pinkie Pie, a horrible monster who kills without mercy, and I am Pinkamena, the one whose life you stole from me!" Pinkamena stood, now crying with rage. "I am sorry I think but how is this possible, I know I do some crazy stuff but this is bordering insanity." Pinkie said, rationalizing the things she still didn't understand.
Things fell silent; Pinkie was looking at Pinkamena for answers she was not willing to give up. "I promised myself that if you came back here I would personally end your life, I don't want to have to kill anypony, but I've made you my one exception." Pinkamena said getting up from her spot at her father's grave which she had kneeled beside. "I... I don't think I understand why do you want to kill me? Maybe I can get you to smile and be happy, and then you wouldn't have to kill anypony." Pinkie said nervous yet enthusiastic to cheer this version of herself up. "You’re sick power doesn't work on me Pinkie, you have taken from me what can't be replaced, and I will never smile again." Pinkamena said approaching the now slightly distressed Pinkie Pie. "But... But I can make anypony smile it's my special talent, other than throwing the best parties of course!" Pinkie said trying to fake a smile. "Enough, you have no power anymore and I'll keep you from hurting anypony else!" Pinkamena shouted as she thrusted herself at Pinkie knocking her to the ground, and smashing her head on a nearby rock. "Ow, ugh my head." Pinkie said getting up and rubbing her head with her hoof, when she began to feel very strange. "No No No!" Pinkamena shouted backing away from Pinkie. The migraine shouting through Pinkie's head began to shift to pleasure as all her old memories came back to her.
Author's Note
Labeled as alternate universe because this was written long before season 4.
"Funny how you tried to take my power from me, only to have me get it right back, heck the only thing you took from me was my memories and my ability to sap ponies." Pinkie stated, she was now staring straight at Pinkamena who was cowering on the ground, Pinkie had a sort of sickeningly disturbing smile plastered on here distorted face. "No, no you’re supposed to be sealed away! Dumb rock!" Pinkamena said avoiding eye contact with the disturbed Pinkie Pie. "Ha-ha I thought you loved your little rocks, look how they've turned against you! Boy am I glad to be myself again, though my life was pretty awesome. But now I know an entire town full of ponies ready to smile for me so I'm sorry but I have ponies to drain!" Pinkie shouted dauntingly at the cowering Pinkamena before she began to turn and walk away. "No, I can't let you hurt anypony!" Pinkamena stood up, regaining some of her courage. "No need to get yourself hurt silly." Pinkie said when Pinkamena was hit in the head with a large board. "Looks like fun let me try!" Pinkie said as she jumped out of frame into the frame from before, grabbing a large piece of wood and bashing Pinkamena over the head with it, knocking her out.
"Well that certainly was entertaining, but now to Ponyville!" She said to herself as she walked back in the direction she had come before. "All of this makes sense now, boy do I feel dumb, all of my powers were for this. Ha-ha when I was telling my cutie mark story to the CMC and said 'and that’s how Equestria was made' I was talking about my birth! HAHAHA! *sigh* ahh but now I have to devour those sweet little foals, oh well!" Pinkie said to herself as she walked, crazy was now beyond what she had become, the Pinkie everypony knew was no more, and was never actually herself. "I have got to bring that Discord guy back, I could go for some chocolate rain right now, and besides I've never absorbed a, whatever the hay he is before." Pinkie plotted, she was near Ponyville by this time. "I also need to build one of those machines I had thought of before. That should cut my work time in half; maybe I could snag some tech from those Flim Flam brothers." She said to herself as she headed into Ponyville, Roseluck came up to the deranged pony.
"Hey there Pinkie Pie." Roseluck said only to be greeted by a maniacal smile; she couldn't help but smile back. As Roseluck smiled Pinkie grew closer, the pony shrunk before her but her smile never faded, Pinkie focused her eyes on the defenseless pony and as her glare intensified Roseluck felt an intense stinging pain all over her body as if it were being devoured by some sort of acid. Soon after, Roseluck found that the skin around her body had begun to peel, chunks of her flesh were being torn from her body as Pinkie sapped the life from her, her body was slowly breaking down before her and the only thing she could feel was the fiery pain coursing over her entire body. After a few moments Roseluck was nothing more than a shriveled corpse lying on the ground with a large smile plastered on its face, Pinkie laughed, "Ha-ha, I had forgotten how good it feels to sap a pony dry. Power sure is fun, and juicy!"
Pinkamena had awoken from her comatose state and was crying by her family's graves. "I let her get away, she is loose, and Equestria is doomed, and it's all my fault, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you all, especially you guys." She said clutching the ground near the gravesite, soaking it in her tears. Pinkamena was living a life full of regret and remorse, when she was a filly she had a very bland life, but she had no particular reason to be sad, even when Granny Pie had passed away she still had her family. She had a nice mother, she played rock games with her sisters on frequent occasions, but most of all she had her father. To Pinkamena her dad was the most important pony in the world, nothing else mattered besides him. Until the day she got her cutie mark there was no Pinkie and she was happy but when Pinkie came about, things started to turn, not so good. Because Pinkie was in control of her bodies’ exterior during the day, she was unable to see her family, other than nights where she could regain control while Pinkie was asleep.
Pinkamena could feel Pinkie's power, it was dark, it was the most treacherous sort of ability known to ponykind, she had to sit and watch as Pinkie learned and plotted how to devour Pinkamena's family. Pinkamena had to watch, as Pinkie allowed, her father being stripped of his life, and she had to watch as her family forgave Pinkie and soon thereafter were devoured in a similar fashion. That night after having her family killed and hearing Pinkie plot the deaths of several other ponies, Pinkamena broke loose and enlisted the help of her neighbor, a unicorn who was a part time gypsy, to separate her from Pinkie and to wipe away Pinkie's memories. While he could not wipe all of Pinkie's memories he was able to, make her forget all about her evil powers. This caused Pinkie to breakdown into a base personality, for her, this was a spastic Pinkie we all once knew, and wonder off into the rock fields, beaten and aloof, and later discovered by the nearby Ponyville medical team, who were on a research party for certain chemical herbs. Pinkamena restarted a life of loneliness and sadness keeping up the farm and tending her family's graves in a doleful manner.
Pinkamena began to pick herself up, wiping away her tears with a hoof she had decided that she could not sit by and watch as Equestria was destroyed. "But, what can I do, I don't have any special powers or even magic for that matter." Pinkamena had trouble gaining the confidence she needed to stop Pinkie. "I should consult that gypsy for advice; he should know how to help!" Pinkamena said more enthusiastic than she had been in a while which wasn't much given her life style. She had set on her way to the old unicorn's house which was on the other side of the rock field, the house, which was more of a hut, had all sorts of odds and ends hanging here and there; anypony could tell that a gypsy was living here. Pinkamena approached the front of the abode, "Hello? Is anypony home?" "Pinkamena is that you, why it’s been ages, come in come in, why is it you don't visit anymore huh?" The unicorn pony said calling from inside. "Hey Tristen, sorry about not visiting, I came to ask for your help again." Pinkamena said apologizing. "That’s fine, but what's the matter you look a tad shook up?" Tristan said looking worriedly at Pinkamena.
"It's Pinkie, she came back." She stated with a solemn tone. "Are you sure? How could that happen?" Tristen was shocked, unable to believe what he had just been told. "It's a long story but I can't stand by while she slaughters the innocent, I need your help in destroying her once and for all!" She had become furious at the thought of Pinkie hurting others. "Settle down Pinkamena, of course I'll help you; get yourself ready I need to grab a few things and we'll go." Tristen replied trotting into the next room. "Where was she headed?" Tristen called. "I think she went towards Ponyville, I fear she may be after friends she had made when she was living there." Pinkamena replied a bit concerned. Tristen had returned from the other room with some supplies in a saddle bag as well as a wizard like gown with a staff anchored to his side. "Ponyville huh?" Tristen laughed a little to himself. "Leave it to my sister to unknowingly get herself into more trouble." Pinkamena was confused. "Sister?" Tristen looked at her and realized she didn't know too much about him. "Oh, Trixie, she does this traveling magic show and she recently returned to Ponyville to redeem herself after what had happened the time before." Tristen chuckles again to himself, Pinkamena still entirely confused. "We should hurry, the longer we wait the more innocent lives may be in danger." Tristen said boldly stepping outside, Pinkamena following short behind. "We should discuss some sort of game plan right?" Pinkamena asked. "Yes absolutely." Tristen said leading the way to Ponyville seeming very stern and determined.
Pinkie wondered through the streets of Ponyville, happy as can be, most would see regular old Pinkie but in reality there were sinister aspirations behind her familiar joyous smile. "I've made so many friends, I wonder who I can practice my technique on first?" Pinkie said to herself while passing through the market in Ponyville, as ponies were running their daily routines. "Lets see who is the most defenseless pony I know, Rarity seems defenseless but I think she might know kung fu, her smile will look great once I get to her I'm sure. There's Rainbow and Applejack but they're pretty athletic so they're a no. Twilight seems pretty weak but then again she almost has the magical strength of an Alicorn. Oh Yeah! Why didn't I think of her sooner; Fluttershy has to be the weakest pony in Equestria! Mmmmm, her squeals of pain under her dainty smile will be most *hungrily licks her lips* satisfying." Pinkie began on her way towards Fluttershy's as she thought to herself, “I wonder how a Pegasus tastes anyway? I bet there to die for!" Pinkie laughed to herself partly because of her somewhat humorous pun she thought to herself and also because every pony she passed said hello to her, not knowing that by the end of today, they would all be devoured.
She made her approach towards Fluttershy's thinking over her plan of attack when she was approached by Angel bunny. The bunny looked up at her angrily, Pinkie thought about how other animals might react now attempting to absorb the small rabbit. Angel hopped in the air and slapped Pinkie across the face, a little brought back by the attack Pinkie simply moved on toward the house the rabbit sighing deeply behind her before hopping off towards the forest. Pinkie brought up a hoof and began knocking on Fluttershy's door. "Wh-who is it?" Fluttershy's voice could barely be heard on the other side of the door. "It's me, Pinkie Pie!" Pinkie said happy to hear that the pony was home. Fluttershy opened the door, she was flying with a frying pan in her hoof, "Oh, hey Pinkie, I thought you might be someone else, have you seen Angel anywhere?" "He just left; I have something fun planned for the two of us Shy!" Pinkie said as she trotted into the door. "What kind of thing will we be doing Pinkie?" Fluttershy was confused by her friends arrival and wasn't all at the same time. "Were gonna go on a cruise just you and me Shy!" Pinkie said, her plan coming into view. "A cruise? Like on a boat? I don't know Pinkie sounds expensive." Fluttershy was unsure of her friends’ idea. "Don't you worry I have everything figured out, now go pack, I'll be getting ready for you down here." Pinkie said observing the objects in the room around her. "Well I don't know about all this Pinkie I...” Fluttershy was interrupted by Pinkie's insistent shoving "Come come now, we don't want to be late do we, go pack your things right away!" Pinkie had shoved Fluttershy upstairs into her room. "But Pinkie I...” was all the pegasus could say before the door was slammed in her face. *ahh* Fluttershy sighed deeply as she approached her dresser.
Pinkamena and Tristen sat together in a large field near Ponyville, thoughtful expressions on their faces. Tristen was levitating his staff and conjuring several elements at the end of it. Pinkamena sat quite angrily straining to think of a way to defeat her counterpart. "Ugh! I hate this! Ponies are in trouble and we can't think of a single way to help them!" Pinkamena said breaking Tristen’s concentration, causing the elements to disappear. "Pinkamena, you should calm your mind, the problem is, is some ponies are gonna die I'm sure they already have but we're no good to anypony unless we know what we're doing." Tristen said trying to reassure Pinkamena. "Okay, you're right, first things first then, what do we know?" Pinkamena said collecting herself. "We know that Pinkie is currently trying to absorb her close friends and soon all of Equestria, you are the only pony immune to her power, and that she will stop at nothing until she has consumed everypony." Tristen said counting off things with his hooves till he fell over backwards after lifting up one of his back hooves. "Right so I guess it is all up to me then, but what can I do? I don't know anything special." Pinkamena said somewhat depressed. "Wait do you have your cutie mark?" Tristen asked realizing that he has looked at her flank far too many times not to notice. "No, Pinkie has my cutie mark." Pinkamena said, disdain riddled her words.
"I wonder if you can learn your special talent, you and Pinkie are two separate beings now." Tristen said as the spark of hope ignited within Pinkamena. "That's it! I've devoted my life to the ones I love and to keep others from befalling the same fate! My special talent must be what can stop Pinkie and her disgusting abilities from destroying Equestria!" "Let's not get ahead of ourselves; first off we need to train you in hoof-to-hoof combat, especially considering you’re the only one who can get close to her enough to land a hit." Tristen responded, pulling some spell books from his saddle bag. "Right, so where do I begin?" Pinkamena asked ready to begin her training as quickly as possible. Tristen began flipping through the pages of his book finally landing on the right page, "Here, we should start here." Tristen remarked, his horn began to glow as he summoned magical training dummies. "We should start with an ancient technique that was passed down to me by my father; this technique will require the utmost concentration, are you ready?" Tristen asked in an attempt to sound stoic and cool. "Uh yeah I guess, when did you become a master of ancient techniques?" Pinkamena asked throwing Tristen's built up pride down the drain. "Oh well you see, us gypsy's are pacifists, so I am unable to perform any of these technique, but I am able to train you to use it." Tristen said feigning enthusiasm with his voice. "Yeah, okay, sure. Let’s get to training!" Pinkamena remarked, toying with the poor unicorn. Pinkamena had begun her training and worked feverishly to master the skills taught to her by the friendly gypsy Tristen.
Pinkie stood, five pieces of wood with odd engravings surrounded her, and she waited for the frail pegasus to return from upstairs. "I hope this is enough stuff, how long is this cruise anyway Pinkie?" Fluttershy said, she had been dragging her suitcase from upstairs when she backed into Pinkie. Pinkie glared at Fluttershy with an intense stare and smile, Fluttershy nervously smiled back. "Pinkie what's going on? You... you look different." Fluttershy said as she noticed the strange pieces of wood on the ground forming what appeared to be a pentagram. "This will be painful, actually excruciating is a better word for what is about to happen." Pinkie said as she shoved the stunned pegasus into the circle. "W... why can't I move. My mouth hurts, Pinkie please stop it stings." Fluttershy spoke through the engorged smile slowly taking over her face.
"The Unity of Tartarus is at hand Fluttershy; I am its body, its prophet. The world as we know it will be different, and you will be there with me." Pinkie said to Fluttershy whose mouth had began to peel back across her face, she shrieked in pain as the force of her smile had caused blood to shoot out with each rip or tare. Fluttershy screamed again and again as she was turned inside out by the power Pinkie had inflicted on her, soon however, the screaming had stopped and the inside out amalgamation of what was once Fluttershy began to transform into something different, and started to moan in ecstasy. Soon she had fully turned, a very sinful looking version of Fluttershy stood before Pinkie, she was rubbing her new face against Pinkie's, "What am I mistress?" Fluttershy said very close to Pinkie's lips, "The first sin my pet." Pinkie said playfully nipping her lips; successfully teasing and tormenting the immersed pegasus. "What are we to do now mistress?" Fluttershy said rearing with pleasure, Pinkie had taken up absorbing the animals in Fluttershy's home, each simply smiling crudely then having their flesh melt away to their bones. "This world needs more sin my dear pet, so we're going to make some." Fluttershy had began molesting some of the critters Pinkie had yet to absorb, "Whatever you say mistress." Fluttershy said as they left her small home, barely recognizable seeing as though it was covered in blood and an assortment of animal ejaculent.
Pinkamena collapsed to the ground as she threw a punch at the training dummy, Tristen ran to her side. "Pinkamena what is it? Are you okay?" Tristen said, picking her up off of the ground. "Fluttershy, she's gone." Pinkamena said as she got up off the ground, Tristan looked at her puzzled. "Fluttershy? Who's Fluttershy?" Tristen asked curious as to what this had to do with her collapse. "She was a friend, I think; I don't remember meeting her though." Pinkamena said, confusing herself with the thought. "I think I understand, You are not only yourself more now than before Pinkie returned, but you are now all that Pinkie once was." Tristen theorized, "Well Fluttershy is no more, and I don't need this distracting me, we need to finish this training now!" Pinkamena said, more resolved than she would normally have been. "Ha-ha, right glad to hear it; let’s try that move one more time." Tristen said boisterously as he re-conjured the training dummy.
“Come on Tristen, I know you have some spell to speed this up.” Pinkamena said, failing yet again to pull off the move Tristen was trying to teach. “Well then you know that I can’t use that kind of magic, I was kicked out of magic studies for that stuff.” Tristen said scuffing his hoof on the ground coyly. “Ugh, but ponies lives are at stake, you have to help me!” Pinkamena said trying desperately to convince the unicorn. “You know I’ll have to be on the run from the Royal guard all my life now for doing this for you, but I am a gypsy and I do love this sort of thing.” Tristen said as he pulled out an old spell book from his saddlebag nearby. “Yeah, I know, thanks Tristen, this means a lot.” Pinkamena said smiling at him happily, Tristen blushed heavily. Then after shaking his head and clearing his throat said, “Ha-ha, yeah it’s no big deal, now just hold still, this may hurt a bit.” Tristen’s horn glowed and sparked with the magic of his ancestors, and soon Pinkamena was enveloped with a strong magical aura.
Pinkie had sent Fluttershy off to cause some trouble around town while she began to think of who she should turn next. “Now that Fluttershy is ours, and is spreading lust among these sickeningly harmonious ponies, we need one to engorge them till they pop.” Pinkie said to herself as she drained yet another pony, only to turn and be in direct view of Sweet Apple Acres. “Ha-ha of course, those with food shall feast as they say. Applejack will be the perfect candidate to spread the unending hunger of sin.” Pinkie headed off towards the farmhouse through the acreage; the trees were leaning each direction in an attempt to escape her sinister presence. “Ha-ha my powers are surely returning, even the trees fear me, as they should; ever seen a tree smile?” Who it was Pinkie was talking to is unclear, but she began to look deep into the tree before a mouth appeared on the face of the trunk.
It soon grew large and ominous before the leaves and apples on the tree withered away and the bark had peeled off entirely. Pinkie then walked away from the tree which now appeared as if it had exploded after it died. She approached the door to the Apple family’s farm house and knocking on it with a hoof it opened and revealed a happy Applejack. “Well howdy there Pinkie, you look a tad sick sugar cube, there somethin’ I can help y’all with?” Applejack said concerned about the door look that emanated from this new Pinkie. “I think we should have a huge picnic, you know me you and the rest of the Apple family, how’s that sound?” Pinkie said her plan to change Applejack set in motion. “Well most of my family is outa town sellin apple products but a picnic sounds great I’ll grab some stuff and tell granny, Big Mac and Applebloom all about it; you find us a spot and we’ll be right as rain.” Applejack said excited about the idea of a picnic, that day being a slow one for her which was unusual for the work horse. “Great I’ll go find a spot then.” Pinkie said as Applejack closed the door, Pinkie setting off to prepare a spot for a picnic the Apples won’t soon forget.
Author's Note
This is all so far, as of right now, if anyone wants more please let me know.
