Barriers Of Reality

by Starlight Uplifting

Rating: everyone
Tags: Alternate Universe, Comedy, Random, Crossover
Length: 1039

Pinkie Pie explains the fourth wall to her friends, and how they have influenced the world.

Pinkie has broken our view of the fourth wall, but today she has made a full written explanation of this strange barrier. Countless pieces of evidence to prove it's existence. Now she will present it to her best friends. With help from Rarity and our favorite backgrounders.

This speech will be a breaking discovery in her world.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-03-22 01:30:02 UTC

Hi everypony!

Pinkie sat inside the castle waiting for her friends and her helpers to arrive. The day was calm and breezy about Ponyville. It was a perfect day for such a big discovery to be revealed to her close friends. With that she smiled and-

"Quiet you!"

Damn it Pinkie, I'm the narrator.

"No, you're not. I'll tell this story myself! So shut up and let me get this report scanned." I shouted at the disembodied vocals. As if confused and annoyed it had silenced to let me do this myself. I Pinkie Pie, have made a remarkable report on the entity that is known by me ,and the people reading this paragraph of my pointless exposition,  as the fourth wall. Now I want my friends to understand this great and powerful discovery.

"Hey Pinkie, I got everypony you asked me to get." I hear Spike before I see him.

"Okie doki loki! Let the extra four go behind the screen." I say with my usually brightness.

It was now Pinkie wou-

"What did I tell you, Mister? Shut up!" I yell to the unnecessary narrator. Spike shoots me a dissatisfied stare.

"Oopsie.." I say awkwardly before I hop on to the tiny stage. Perfect for individual speeches and reporting.

My friends enter and take their rightful spots at the map. They smile and look at me. Rarity slinks from her seat to the backstage as planned. Luckily it wouldn't be too hard to catch their attentions. After all they did have a history of being so attentive they can hear me from a mile away.

"Fillies and gentlecolts. I have an important announcement to make. This is about my studies into an entity I've labelled 'the fourth wall'. As it stands it is the barrier separating us from our viewers out on earth. From Los Angles, to Paris. Munich to Moscow. Volgograd to Delhi. We have been watched as the TV series, My Little Pony Friendship Is Magic!" I open my speech and my friends look dumbfounded.

"Wait, that doesn't make any sense. We're living, breathing, and eating ponies. How could we be some sort of entertainment?" Twilight asks with suspicion glaring in her tone.

"Take the mic, Lyra." I say before letting her walk onstage in place of me.

"If it weren't obvious already, we're being viewed through Television. The channel formerly known as the Hub, now Discovery Family, broadcasts us to their audience. As well as through uploaded versions of episodes on YouTube. How do we know? Well, why would these villains we know have such unprecedented timing? How would all these items such as the elements, map, tree of harmony, and the crown even be real? They made sure these things happen in concision with Luna and Celestia. False prophecies are unveiled rapidly." She speaks flawlessly. Handling the situation well.

"But what about all those big, scary, meanies?" Fluttershy asks nervously.

"Here you go Screwball." Lyra hopped off and Screwball stepped up.

"Okay, to explain the villains we must first account for where they've been. A majority of them were imprisoned. Such as Discord, Sombra, Tirek, and Nightmare Moon. Others were hidden, like Starlight and Trixie. Some weren't from our town, or even our country. Chrysalis and The dragons. Some were magical instruments or locals. Inspiration Manifestation and Spike's greed induced rage. Some are works of fiction. Like in Power Ponies and Daring Do. We see that almost all could have been given a message that people were watching and we needed to stir up conflict. Thus they were released." She finishes proudly.

"But, how would a separate dimension even exist?" Rainbow quizzes.

"You're turn Doc." Screwball left the stage and Doctor Whooves steps up to the microphone.

"I have studied dimensional doorways for more than enough years. And found several instances of open walls to other worlds. I used my Tardis to investigate these dimensions. Some were grim. A world were Pinkie kills ponies to bake them into sweets. A world were Rainbow Dash slaughters her prodigy. A world where Rarity injures herself for pleasure. A world where Octavia is a puppet to the rules of her family. A world where four unpopular colts face the everyday changes they never thought would happen. These aren't ours. These humans saw the other worlds and chose ours, we're lucky." Doc Whooves ends his proclamation.

"Y'all are sayin' that we being watched? By who?" Applejack asks confusedly.

"Rarity, you're up!" Doctor Whooves ditches the stage, then Rarity prances onto it.

"Simply put we are being watched by Humanity. We have caused whole site to be made in our honour. Fimfiction as an example. Whole music videos made by talented peoples online. Such as LittleshyFiM and pixelnerd3000. But we are also subject to controversy. A whole group, labelled as Anti-Bronies, are fighters against our fans. Causing news coverage and drama. Even our own fans have disputes. Such as the haters attacking a sweet man named Lightning Sword and sending his problems to a site named Foal Free Press, docking up countless downvotes on his wonderful stories. He seems fond of you Fluttershy."

Fluttershy blushes and Rarity proceeds.

"We have a largely loving community, but a selection have drawn photos of us, made songs, and wrote stories much like the one our viewers are reading right now as we have this conference. Yet among all of these our word following is the cloppers. The society that gets aroused, and will shamelessly masturbate to us. We are a positive force in their world. Raising money for charity, and even helping some depressed people feel better. It's one step in entertainment that shalt not be damaged. But when our generation passes they will move on." She finishes happily.

"So what happens to us?" The mares at the table ask in unity.

"We return to normalcy. No more fighting for our safety. Just daily life. Like the good ole days!" I, Pinkie, say bouncily.

The mares at the table nod and contemplate the strange but marvelous idea of themselves being icons to the sad and innocent. I looked to the wall and they looked too, as did Rarity and the backgrounder ponies. We all say in a brief way, "Goodbye friends!"