Pinkie chats with the narrator.
Twilight groaned. Se had been asleep when the doorbell rang.
"Wahy waky!" said a Pink earth pony, bouncing through the door. Yes through the actual CLOSED door.
"Uh how did you do that?" asked the Lavender alicorn.
"Well because doors are so boring, its way more fun to go through them, don't you think? Besides I needed to get this letter to you super duper quickly!" shouted Pinky Pie.
Twilight took the letter, and read it through. It was a request to organize this years nightmare night.
Twilight thought back to last years one, it had been catastrophic.
This years one couldn't be any worse right?
Twilight could not have been more wrong.
"Why couldn't Twilight be more wrong?"asked Pinky.
"uh?"said Twilight, before shrugging. Pinky Pie would be Pinky Pie.
So Twilight decided to do it.
"Hey, weird voice, CAN YOU HERE ME?"
Oh, so you can hear me Pinkie pie. That is most unusual.
"Well duh, of course I can hear you, I mean wouldn't it be weird if I was just talking to no-pony? Hey are you a new pony in town? Hey are you invisible? Ooh, ooh, can you teach me to be invisible mrs... wait a minute, I never got your name, and if i don't have your name it means your new, so, hhhhhhhhhhuuu, need me to organize you a welcome party-"
HOLD YOUR HORSES PINKY!
"what horses, I don't have horses, I could go and get some if you want-"
Its just an expression. What I was GOING to say was that I am not a pony, and Am not in Pony-ville.
"Then where are you? And who are you? Can I guess name?? Is it Peach cake? Citron Tart? Loud Voice?"
NO..I am the narrator of this story, and i would very much appreciate it if you would-
"Ooh, so if this is a story, you can tell me what's going to happen say, in 2 chapters?"
Uh, no. I am strictly forbidden by the law 33 to tell you about how awful it will turn out.
"I's gonna be awful?"
I, err, well . COULD YOU PLEASE STOP BUGGING ME AND LET ME CONTINUE NARRATING THE STORY?!
"Okey dokey!"
Pinkie chats with the narrator.
By this time Twilight was already in Ponyville, on her way to the apple farm, (that was on the other side of Ponyville). They would need apples at nightmare night. She passed Sugacube corner, and realized that Nightmare night would need more than apples, it would need lots of sweet treats.
"Hello, Mrs Cake," said Twilight, coming in to the shop.
"Oh, Hello your majesty, what can we do for you?"
Twilight raised one eyebrow in an Applejack-ish way, at being called majesty.
"Applejack doesn't do that" said Pinky Pie, appearing at the door. Twilight Jumped.
"No she didn't"
Yes, she did.
"Uh, Pinky pie, how did you get here?And who are you taking to?" asked Twilight.
"The narrator silly, she sais what we are doing, ansd sais she said at the end of every bit of dialogue" said Pinky pie.
"Uhuh" said Twilight, her mind returning to nightmare night treats.
"So you wannu buy some nigtmare-ish treats for nightmare night?" asked Pinkie pie, though she already knew the answer.
"I did not!" said Pinkie pie. Twilight was looking at the different sweets on display. The half bit sherbet lemons, really caught her eye.
"Those sherbet lemons are 10 bits each "lied Pinkie pie.
"Sort of" she added sheepishly.
"How did you know I was thinking about buying those sweets? Besides I know hat their only half a bit each," said Twilight.
"Cause the narrator told me!"
Twilight decided to buy the apples first after all, and come back later.
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"Hey narrator,"
Yes pinky, what is it?
"Why are more talkative when I'm around Twilight?"
How did you work that out?
"Well during the during seconds that it took me to go all he way from Twilight's castle, to Sugacube corner I aw rainbow dash napping, Fluttershy shopping, Rarity going into the spar, the mayor-"
How very observant of you. Please can you get to the point?
"You didn't Narrate it!"
So?
"Why are you grumpy? do you want me to bring my party canon to chear you up? or i could recite Shakespeare, a Summer night's dream to you?"
NO! I mean, no thank you. Twilight is the mane character, to answer earlier's question.
Now I have a question for you. Could you please ignore me? You see, you shouldn't even be able to year me really, and it disrupts the story. You mustn't take advantage of what you can hear. You must act as if I didn't exist, OK?
"Okey dokey, I can pinky promis-"
just be quiet already already!
