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"Who are you? Are you...?"

Pinkamena, I am you. No more, no less.

"Why are you there? Shouldn't you be... I don't know... sharing a body with me?"

Pinkamena, do you understand what a subconscious mind is?

"Well, yeah... I do actually! Are you my innermost subconscious? I bet since you control my mind, you can do all sorts of things in there!"

Pinkie gasped in excitement.

"You could even throw the biggest, most fantabulous party ever! With no restrictions and unlimited cupcakes and you could even make it to all my friends and the entire world could be at the party! It would be so fun!!"

You'd think so, but it just doesn't happen in a snap. I'm your subconscious, therefore, I deliver your thoughts through the memories and imagination and senses you have made order of. You make it, and I look over it and send it back to you. Though, you work too fast for me.

"Ooo! How does that work? Is it like magic? Do you have a home in there? Or a work station? Do you send my thoughts by magic, electricity, or by a mailpony?"

Calm down for a bit! You don't understand. I am the suppressed personality of yours that had to reside after you started being who you truly wanted to be. We used to be one, but your subconscious ordered a thought in of itself and made you as a split personality. If anything, I'm the real Pinkamena, and you are the permanent split personality which has taken over my body... Not to make it sound bad or anything. Unless....

Oh... I'm... sorry... I didn't know what I was doing, I--!"

Don't hurt yourself over it. I'm fine. I get to sit here and relive all your memories every single day, and since we are sharing a body, I get to experience your life as it goes by! Heck, and when you dream, I'm the one who puts you to sleep, and the one who wakes you up. Only when we dream, do we ever become one being again.

Really?... You mean it? Is all of that true?

Yes, and I'm completely fine with all of that. I don't miss my old life, I don't get hungry, or thirst, and I don't ever get alone. I have the memories of you with your family, your friends, and all the adventures you have, and all your happiness! Your smiles, your frowns, your ups, your downs. You'd think we weren't two completely different beings at all.

But... I have a question... if we're one in the same, and you're so happy to be in there, why do you sound so sad?

Do I?

Well... yeah! You do! And, if I'm the one who's making you sad, I'd like to know how to stop it!...

Then Pinkie suddenly gasped.

You wanna be your own pony again! Don't you? But... I'm getting in the way... aren't I?

N-No! I wouldn't want to say something so horrible to you.

But... you've certainly thought of it. You're me. I know how you think.

Fine! Fine! I'll.... I'll tell you the truth... I wish to be my own being once again. Because like this I feel like a prisoner. Surely, I'm an inmate of the best prison in the universe, but no matter how much sunshine and rainbows you beam down on it, it doesn't make it any less of a prison... y'know?