Damaged diamonds

Applebloom went over to sugar cube corner.

She was venturing out to interview the pinkie mare named pinkie pie.

She always admired the building.

It to her resembled where every pony in ponyville would receive joy.

Now it leaked with misery.

No pony really has seen pinkie for quite some time, not much thought was made about the matter.

Applebloom timidly opened the door, "hello?...", she was answered with the ominous creaking of the door.

The whole place was fine, nothing was broken. Nothing was out of place, except the bouncing pink pony, it was dark and dreary. The walls were tightly embraced by coldness. Not a single ray of light besides for the open door visited the gloomy building.

"Even if pinkie wasn't workin, shouldn't th' cake's be runnin' Sugarcube Corner?",

Ab squinted, trying to make out any suspicious signs

"They're on a trip",

A flat voice broke the fillies concentration.

Sullen steps made their way over to applebloom, it seemed like an eternity for them to make their way over.

"A better question would be as to why you're here.", ab couldn't make out the emotion in this pony. It seemed as though none was there.

Applebloom couldn't possibly take the suspense of whom this was or what was going to happen, she ripped a certain open to see the ponies face.

Light quickly showered pinkies face, she squinted with a angry groan.

"Why did you do that?!"

Pinkie hissed at applebloom.

She could make out the pink mares features now.

She was obviously irritated.

Her eyes were swollen and soaked along with her cheeks.

Her eyes carried dark bags that merely added on the the swelling from her tears.

Pinkies mane was straight and matted, it was a bit tangled as well.

The thing that really startled her was her mood.

She's heard of pinkie being depressed, but now she seemed disgusted by appleblooms presence.

"A-ah'm real sorry.... Ah just didn't recognize ya...."

Applebloom cowered a bit at the pink ponies loud voice.

Appleblooms eyes darted frantically, pinkies followed. The mare did not break her cold gaze from the filly for a extensive amount of time.

The filly could have sworn she heard mumbling in the background. She focused on it. The noise was shrill and weak, whimpering possibly.

Pinkie growled at the filly.

"Yeah cause I totally thought you had night vision.

Are you deaf?",

pinkies eyes pierced applebloom,

"obviously not, cause you just heard me.

So there's no real excuse why you didn't recognize my voice.

Get lost farm pony,

you have no business being here."

Pinkie forced a rough smile as she brought her face closer to appleblooms.

Applebloom opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted before she could say a word.

The filly was immediately thrown out of the establishment almost as quickly as she got in. She pause for a moment and blinked slowly, she felt as if she just woke up from a odd dream. Was that really Pinkie Pie?

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Applebloom was troubled, she honestly had no clue as to how she would continue on with any of her investigations. It was a bit aggravating to say the least.

She entered the doorway into her rustic home and was immediately greeted with a rather large smile.

Scootaloo's face was a bit too close for comfort.

Applebloom blushed deeply as she became aware of this.

"What are ya doin here?...",

Applebloom to her surprisingly whispered out. Her voice broke a bit, how embarrassing. She immediately averted her eyes downwards.

Scootaloos smile widened just a bit as did her eyes. She was enjoying watching applebloom squirm.

"Is the floor more interesting than me Ab?", scootaloo lifted up appleblooms chin with a oddly cold hoof, "well detective, to answer your question.... I came here with sweetie." The ponies eyes met, applebloom tried frantically to regain her cool.

"D-detective?.." Applebloom looked at scootaloos empty eyes, she shuddered a bit.

"You're asking questions", scootaloo snickered, "thought the name would be clever"

Scootaloo pushed applebloom roughly inside.

"Get in before you freeze you dork."

Scoots the slammed the door shut and remade eye contact with the other filly.

"W-where's sweetie?.." She couldn't help but stutter, she hated doing so though.

Scootaloo lifted a hoof and pointed towards the living room. Applebloom nodded and started to trot off to see her friend.

"Where do you think your going?.." Scootaloo yanked on appleblooms shoulder and stopped her "she's upset."

Ab whimpered and went upstairs,

She had work to do anyway.