The Equestrian Godfather: Pinkie Pie's Takeover

I hope you remember what I said about the point of view thing, because its a device that will be used often.
Also, I'm taking away Ditsy's lisp. Here’s a hint why: try and write Streamers as if there’s a lisp. Also, I don't want to offend anypony.

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“What life gives us and what we do with that gift is what makes us who we are.”
If we are given nothing, then I guess we are nothing. Weak, powerless. Does that mean our only power is that of someone else?

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“Ditzy, I need you to help me with something, you think you can?” Pinkie said to me as I skipped to my next mailstop.

“Of course I can, what do you need?” I said.

“Well, it’s kinda hard to explain silly-billy. Why don't I just show you?” Pinkie responded, inviting me to join her.

“Sure Pinkie, I would love to.” I said, a giant smile plastered on my face.

“Excellent” She said as she walked away.

“Where are we going?” I said once I caught up to her.

“We're going to Donut Dan's. There I'll show you how to set up a party!” Pinkie responded cheerily.

“OK!!” I said, now excited to be going to the wonderful donut shop. They also made delicious muffins!!

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“Okay, what you have to do is put up streamers all over the place, but not too many or it will be cluttered. Keep most of them to the walls. After you're done, Dan has agreed to help you set up the tables. The party is Friday so don't rush. You have 4 days to set up.” Pinkie said as she gestured all over the room.

“Umm, yeah. Streamers and tables. Cluttering.” I said confused. Pinkie spoke really fast, and the looking around the room to follow her hoof made me dizzy.

“Are you sure you got that?” Pinkie said, thankfully slower this time. Her eyes were still bright, focused right on me, but now they were filled with compassion.

“Yeah, of course I do.” I said, trying to make sure she didn't worry. I didn't want to be a burden, at least not this once.

“Alright, thank you Ditzy.” Pinkie said leaving.

“You're welcome!” I shouted after her.

I began to hang the streamers, but though I had a few mistakes it all went nicely. After I was done with that, Dan said “Well done Ditzy, have some lemonade!”

The lemonade was really good, but then we had to prepare the tables.

Dan placed a circle sheet on the table and told me to flatten it out by spreading my hooves on top of it. I did rather well on the first few, but then I accidentally tore one because I pressed to hard he said. He seems to know a lot. Not like 'Twilight knows a lot', but knows a lot about the world.
“It's okay,” Dan said, but I still felt bad about him putting it in the trash, simply because it was no longer ‘perfect’. It should still be allowed to be seen, shouldn't it?
Dan began to close up shop after we were done, but I still tried to stay. He shooed me away with a chuckle and a wave goodbye along with a kind “I'll see you tomorrow.”

I walked through the Ponyville, my only companion the other ponies rushing home and the setting sun. I wasn't rushing home; I liked the dark. I could see better and nobody could look at me. Judge me. Condemn me for my appearance. I could never understand the night. The strange things I saw during the day disappeared and I could think a lot clearer.

I got to my home near the center of Ponyville and walked inside my grounded house. I had bought it because Rainbow Dash was getting worried about me constantly falling off of my high home.
I opened my diary and grabbing the pen in my mouth, I began to write the next entry to my diary.
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Daer diary. How was your day?
I has a good today, Pinky taught me how to maik a party. It was a lot of work and we didnt even get done, but it was reely fun.
It luked like this-
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Pinky had to go do something for the famelie, which I am prowd to be a membr ov. Shee never tels me wat she does, but she has me deliver a lot of stuf. Oh, that remind me of wurk. You wouldnt beleive this, doktur wooves will be so mad at me tommorow. I had to leeve in the midle of my root for Pinky's party and I never finished the male.
hee's going to be mad agan.
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I looked at what I had just written. All of the mistakes looked obvious, but the words wanted to be written that way. Twilight tried to teach me to write well, but even she couldn't reverse the magic that made me do this. I had accidentally been hit by a magic beam during a circus show and had never been able to do anything right since.

"I'm such a screw-up..." I mumbled, resting my head in my hooves.

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I woke up on the floor somehow and mumbled to myself as I got off. I had red marks where my head had been on my hooves and probably had even more on my head from the carpet.

"Oh no, I'm going to be late!!" I said distressed once I saw the clock.

I galloped over to the post office; tripping over my hooves as I pranced. Once I got there, I saw him sitting at the front desk.

"Ditzy, I thought you were just going to not work." Doctor Whooves said, looking up from his newspaper.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. Pinkie came and she needed" I spilled the words out of my mouth.

"Shhh, there's always an excuse." He said, then looked at his newspaper once more.

"Am I fired? Please don't, I really need this."

"Some very bad things have happened, very grim indeed. What’s even worse than robberies is that a girl like you refuses to work."

"Does that mean?"

"I'm sorry Ditzy. It's nothing personal." He said. Tears were running down my face. I didn't know when the tears started, I just knew they were coming in a torrential downpour.

"Please, I love this job. You can't do this", I said through my sobs.

"You are a wonderful girl with a great personality. I'm sure you can find a job elsewhere." He said calmly.

"No I can't! I'm a failure, I can't do anything right." I said.

"Don't talk like that, you do plenty of things right."

"Like what?" I shouted. I paused, waiting for him to respond. When he didn't, I shouted "See, I'm useless." Giving up, I collapsed on the ground.

"Come with me." He said, holding out his hoof to help me out.

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"Now stay here Ditzy, I'll be right back." Dr. Whooves said after dragging her to Sugar Cube Corner.
He pushed open the doors made of cake and approached the front desk. "Is Pinkie Pie here?" He asked after Mrs. Cake came to the front desk.

"No, not at the moment, she's out with some friends. Would you like some breakfast deary?" She said.

"Uh, yeah. A muffin would be great." Dr. Whooves said. He bent his head into his satchel to grab his bitsack. He always carried his satchel and money after his house had been robbed not a month ago.

"Alright, here you go. That'll be 2 bits." She said, dropping the muffin into a small paper bag.
He gave the two bits over and grabbed the small bag in his mouth. "Have a nice day." He mumbled through the bag.

Dr. Whooves turned around and once he did, he noticed a cloaked figure sitting in the corner. Though he didn't want to be intrusive, he couldn't help but be intrigued by the mystery of the cloaked mare. Questions like 'Who is she? Why is she wearing that?' raced across his mind, among others, as he walked past her. The only clue as to who she was is the smaller muzzle than that of a male and the unicorn horn that made the hood peak.

He decided to not get involved and ignore her, so he walked out of the door. Ditzy was no longer crying. In fact, she wasn't even where she was left. Whipping the muffin around, he looked for her. He finally caught sight of her, sitting on a park bench, looking hollow.

"There you are, you had me worried. Let's go find Pinkie." Dr. Whooves said once he dropped the muffin in front of Ditzy. Without a word, she got up, picked up the muffin and began to meander away. Dr. Whooves had to catch up to her and once he did he had to turn her in the other direction.
“Let's go to Twilight Sparkle's house. You like Twilight, don't you?” Dr. Whooves said to her.
Ditzy mumbled something in response, but it was not understandable.

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“Thanks Mrs. Cake. I really wanted to help her, but some things are more important I guess.” Pinkie said as she descended the cake stairs into the main lobby of Sugarcube Corner.

“Your welcome. I want the world to be better just as you do.” She chuckled.

Pinkie smiled, which Mrs. Cake was hesitant to return until Pinkie said, “Anything for Pound and Pumpkin.”

After their small exchange was over, Pinkie Pie got down to business.

“Trixie, come on up. We have a lot to discuss.”

The blue mare seated in the corner took off her hood to reveal the face well known in Ponyville.

“Pleasure to be onboard. The Great and Powerful Trixie expects you feel the same.” She said, sitting up.

“Of course I do. We need more people of your skills.” Pinkie responded. Pinkie didn't like a braggart like her, but she knew if she wanted the best con artist in Equestria, she would have to get over it.

The two walked up the stairs to the darkened room Pinkie now used as her headquarters.

“To start, you will have to learn under Twilight for a bit.” Pinkie said plainly after sitting across from Trixie.

”The Great and Powerful Trixie doesn't take tutelage from anypony.” Trixie said defiantly, but Pinkie gave her a look that said ‘Really, you're going to be that pony?’

“Well, maybe the Majestic and Grateful Trixie could use a bit of... help getting used to Ponyville.” Trixie said, going back on her previous sentence.

“Perfect. You are stationed in Ponyville until further notice.” Pinkie said, finalizing it.

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Congratulations to the new editor, Morgie93!!

Other notes:
-I decided to say “Screw the deadlines” I (We) are officially off the calender!
-The outline is affirmed. I sorta know what I'm doing
-The thing I did at the beginning? That's going to be every chapter, I will go back and change the previous ones sometime soon.