It was a cold and dreary night, and for once the pink party was glad she was home alone in her bed. She wasn’t feeling good. She had woken up with a cold that morning, and the day went downhill from there. She had messed up several orders at Sugarcube corner. It was unlike her, but with this nasty cold everything seemed to be going wrong. She had even one of her used tissues in some cake batter. Good thing Mrs. Cake had found it before she had bake the cake. If she hadn’t then the results made Pinkie wince. Mrs. Cake had ordered her to take it easy after that.
Pinkie was lying in her bed, listening to the rain, and thinking about how bad the day was, when she drifted off to sleep. Pinkie found herself on the top of a very large table. She knew it was a table because under her feet was a very snazzy red checkered table clothe, and above her head were giant dishes and bowls. She was a little nervous, because the only pony who could eat out of these bowls had to be very giant ponies. Hopefully, they were nice giant ponies.
Suddenly, Pinkie was standing on the rim of one of the bowls. It was a very fancy white bowl filled with delicious, but very hot chicken noodle soup. Pinkie could feel herself sliding down the rim, closer and closer to the soup. She was very tense. More tense than she’d ever been in her whole Pinkie life.
“It’s okay, Pinkie.” Said a voice “don’t fight it. It’s your destiny.”
Pinkie looked to her left. She saw a large blue Breezey (well large for a Breezey that is) hovering over the soup as she slid in.
“It’s not hot it want burn you” the Breezey said, as Pinkie’s hooves touched the edge of the soup. She couldn’t help but relax after she felt that soup. It was the warmest most delightful feeling she could imagine. Soon she was completely submerged into the soup.
But, then she wasn't. She was underwater. She was underwater in the ocean. It was the most beautiful thing Pinkie had ever seen. There was a bunch of sea ponies surrounding her. They all glittered in the sunlight pouring in from above. They were nice, and they played for hours. Three of them were the Cutie Mark Crusaders. Pinkie thought this should be weird but it wasn't. It wasn't weird at all.
Suddenly, Apple Bloom pointed down to the bottom of the ocean.
“Snot-tissues! Snot-tissues!” she was screaming. All the sea ponies turned to Pinkie. They knew it was her fault. They all started to chant “snot-tissuse” as they surrounded her. They looked angry, and who could blame them? Pinkie knew it was her fault. She looked down and saw a large stream of snot coming from her nose. She started to cry.
Suddenly, the water got very cold, and uncomfortable. There were two giant sea ponies swimming toward her. They looked like Pound Cake and Pumpkin cake, but also like monsters. The open their mouths to reveal very large, and very sharp teeth. Pinkie knew they were coming for her. This was the end.
But, it wasn’t. Pinkie awoke in her bed with a start. She had wet the bed. This mad her very cross at herself. She hadn’t done that since she was a foal. She got up and changed the sheets. Then sunk back into bed, and fell asleep.
This time Pinkie was in a plain white room full of cupcakes. They were lovely pink cupcakes. She ate all of them. There were thousands and thousands of them, but she ate
them all. She was happy even though know she knew they weren't really cupcakes, they were bombs and they were about to explode.
Pinkie watched as her guts splattered all over the wall. She watched as they splattered all over the floor, and the ceiling, and her face. She was okay with it though. It wasn’t her anymore. It was some other pony. The pretty white room was now red with guts, and Pinkie did think that was a shame.
The same blue Breezey from before appeared in the middle of the room.
“This is not your destiny!” he said. The he grew a very long gray beard.
Pinkie started to ask about the beard, but found herself once again sinking into the same bowl of chicken noodle soup. Except this time the soup was hot. It was very hot. Pinkie slid below the surface to find herself in a fish tank. The water was yellow though, and full of bubble. A little creature swam past her and told her not to touch the bottom or she’d get burned to death. Pinkie looked down. At the bottom of the tank were thousands of hot coils. She was determined touch them and prove the creature wrong.
She started to swim toward the bottom of the tank. Halfway down she got tired and started to cramp up. She couldn’t keep swimming, and started sinking toward the bottom. She all of a sudden wish she had listened to the creature. A long metal spike emerged from the burning coils. It shot up into Pinkie’s abdomen. She could feel the blood.
She could really feel the blood. Pinkie had awoken and realized she had started her menstrual cycle. She was livid. She wondered if the night could possibly get any worse. She changed the sheets yet again, and fell asleep yet again.
This was deep in the Everfree forest. Except it didn’t look like the Everfree forest. It was all bright and sunny. There were flowers everywhere. There was glitter everywhere. Pinkie Pie looked above her. There were clouds made of cotton candy up there. Pinkie Pie felt herself sprouting wings. She was flying in the clouds. The beautiful clouds of cotton candy swirled around as she nibbled from each one. She looked down below her hooves, and couldn’t believe she was actually flying. She saw Ponyville down below. She wanted to turn it all to candy. The horn that had sprouted from her head shot down a pink beam of sparkling light. It turned all the walls in Ponyville to pink rock candy. The fountain in the center of town shot out pink lemonade.
Pinkie just couldn’t believe it she was an alicorn. She was a princess alicorn. She was in the royal castle. She was having a giant tea partywith Celestia and Luna. They were planning a party for Pinkie’s coronation. They were laughing, and having a ball. Literally, each of them was giving birth to beach ball. Pinkie then felt a twinge of sadness. She hadn’t known she was pregnant so she didn’t have the time to plan a welcome to the world party for her new pink beach ball child.
Pinkie Pie rolled over. The sun was shining threw her window. Pound cake and Pumpkin cake burst threw her door.
“Pinkie! Pinkie!” they cried in their baby voices.
Pinkie’s head was pounding, but at least it was sunny outside. Pinkie Pie looked at the twins and smiled. Perhaps she would plan a “Congratulations on another sunny day, Ponyville!”party. Pinkie Pie jumped out of bed.
“This is not your destiny!” a voiced behind her whispered. She turned around. No one was there. It must have been her imagination.
