Pinkie Suppressed

Rainbow set Pinkie on her bed. "How long will you stay, Dashie?", Pinkie inquired, followed by a loud yawn.

"According to my guardian-"

"Who's your guardian?"

"That's just it. I don't know. He said I can only stay on the ground for a few more days before I have to go. I don't know why, though."

Pinkie nodded. She had no idea what Dash meant, but at least she was here. Finally being able to be happy, even just for a few days, made Pinkie smile for the first time in what felt like years.

* * *

Twilight set the last book in its place. She smiled, letting the midday sunlight glint off of her teeth. The sun shone through the windows and reflected off of the mirror in a corner of her bedroom. The lavender alicorn heard a screech. It sounded like one of pain, but there wasn't any fear in it. "Hello?", Twilight called in the direction of the kitchen.

She heard a voice. "T-Twilight? Go away!"

"Are you the one who screamed?"

A pink pony stood in the middle of the room with a bloody knife in her mouth. Twilight gasped. "Pinkie?"

Pinkie Pie fell to the ground, letting her scraped flank show. Twilight couldn't see the three balloons on it. They had been cut away. She also noticed that Pinkie's hooves were damaged. Badly. The purple princess was glued into place. All she could do was watch the life fade from Pinkie's eyes. "Pinkie, no!", Twilight reached out and snatched Pinkie from the ground.

Pinkie closed her eyes before uttering four more words;

"I'm with Dashie now..."

* * *

Twilight shrieked awake. She breathed heavily, inhaling through nose, exhaling through mouth. She looked out the window and glanced in the direction of Sugar-cube Corner. I have to visit Pinkie TODAY, she thought.

* * *

Pinkie woke up from her first good dream in months. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing no pony in her room. Dash must have left. She flopped out of bed. She felt sad this morning and she didn't know why. This had been normal since Rainbow's...incident. She sighed loudly and trudged out of her bedroom.

The pink pony glanced around the kitchen. Where was Rainbow? She had said that she still had a few days until she had to leave. Pinkie glanced over to the couch. A note sat there, motionless. She approached it. It said,

Dear Pinkie,

I stand correct it. The funeral is today, not tomorrow. Sorry for such short notice. I have to leave now, goodbye, my love.

Sincerely,

Rainbow Dash

Pinkie gasped. The funeral's today? Why are they telling me the date now? Why couldn't they tell me when it was four days ago?, Pinkie thought. When thinking of this, she trotted out the front door and toward the Carousel Boutique.

* * *

The pale white unicorn cantered frantically around the room full of organized chaos. She had been sewing dress after dress until there were five of them. Each of them were black and made of silk. The only thing left she had to do was get some flowers from the garden so that she could make the final touch; the garlands.

She jumped out of her fur when a loud knock from the door split her eardrums. She shrieked unexpectedly. Rarity galloped over to the front door. She gasped. "Pinkie Pie! You finally came out of Sugar-cube Corner! Come, I'll show you what I made for our friends."

When saying this, Rarity beckoned Pinkamena to come in. Then, she pointed toward the mannequins, all with identical black dresses that had a small trail of fabric behind them. Each of them had six cutie marks embroidered into them. The first five were the other's cutie marks, circling around the one that was Rainbow Dash's. Just looking at the blue, yellow, red, and white mark made tears well up in Pinkie's eyes.

"Well, Rarity, they all look...nice..." Pinkie murmured. She opted to reach out and touch one, but Rarity grabbed her hoof before she could.

"Now, now, Pinkie Pie, you simply must take a shower before you touch anything else," Rarity uttered in disgust. She quickly let go of Pinkie's hoof, rushing to the sink to wash it.

Pinkie, while hanging her head, trudged toward the bathroom. Once in there, she punched the mirror. The impact cracked it. She hit it again, spreading the crack. One more punch, then the mirror shattered. Pinkamena was breathing heavily with anger and sadness. She grabbed one of the shards in her hoof. The tears blurred her vision as she bellowed.

The pink mare heard frantic hoofsteps. She took one last look at the shard, then closed her eyes. It's time to see you again, She thought before pulling the sharp end of the shard toward her forehead.

She heard a loud cracking sound, then everything went black.

Rarity looked in the bathroom door and shrieked in surprise. Pinkie was laying there, face on the floor. Rarity turned the limp body over and started bawling. Pinkie had stabbed herself in the forehead. Her eyes were wide open, almost as if she were scared of something. Her mouth was partly open. Her face was covered in blood. "PINKIE!", Rarity screeched as she fell to her knees. "WHY?!"

The unicorn didn't care what would happen to her beautiful complexion. She buried her face in the blood-covered floor as she sobbed. Once her throat hurt too much, she got up and headed for the telephone. She dialed the number and held the phone up to her ear. She heard an answer. "Rarity? What's up?"

"Scootaloo, darling, I need you to come over. Don't ask any questions, just come over. Now."

"Um, okay, I guess."

After Rarity heard that comment, she hung up, not wanting to talk to any pony else before Scootaloo got there.

* * *

Twilight walked swiftly along the sidewalk, keeping the building that she was approaching in her view. An orange blur ran past her. "Scootaloo?", Twilight called. "Where are you going?"

The orange filly turned her head toward the alicorn. "To the Carousel! Wanna come with me?"

"Well..." Twilight almost refused, but quickly backtracked. "Wait up, Scoots!", she yelled as she cantered toward the filly.

* * *

Rarity frantically raced around the boutique for a mop. Once she saw one, she levitated it and ran toward the bathroom. Once she got there, she levitated Pinkie's limp body out. Sweeping the mop back and forth, Rarity heard the front door open and close. She quickly hid Pinkamena, shut the bathroom door, and went to help her customer.

Twilight and Scootaloo stood in front of Rarity, watching and trying not to judge her as she bawled. Once she had let it all out, the white unicorn cleared her throat. Scootaloo spoke first. "Rarity, why were you crying like that?"

"S-Scotaloo, Darling... I-I was c-c-crying because...because..." Rarity overcame another bout of sobs before continuing. "It's P-Pinkie... She...She..." She lost her voice, then hugged both of the ponies in front of her. "Oh, Twilight, it's horrible!"

"Rarity...It's okay..."

"NO, IT'S NOT!" The unicorn backed up and spoke more softly. "Pinkamena...got her way with a mirror."

"What do you mean?"

"She...pushed the biggest shard through her forehead..." Rarity hung her head, letting her salty tears form a puddle on the hardwood floor. She thrust her head back and let it all out. Twilight hugged her.

"Where is she now, Rarity?"

"She's, um, resting in my bedroom on the floor, if you know what I mean..."

Twilight cantered toward the bedroom, throwing open the door and hitting something hard. She looked behind the door and saw a limp, pink, and crimson form. Blood stained the floor. The purple alicorn covered her mouth with her hoof, then nudged the pink pony a little. No reaction came out of her.

Twilight just stood there, appalled. Tears stung her eyes. The lavender pony hugged Rarity. "Oh, Rarity...I'm so sorry..."

"It's okay. And don't feel sorry for just me. We all lost another Element of Harmony...the best one, in my opinion. Laughter." All three of them broke onto sobs. Their hearts shattered into a thousand pieces once more. Three more pools of tears sat on the ground. All three mares ran out the door to go tell their friends, all of Ponyville, in fact, that their beloved Pinkamena Diane Pie was gone.