Pinkie's Apocalypse

Another week had passed and Twilight was still absent from the shelter of Sugercube corner and to make matters worse, the food left was next to nothing. Pinkie was once again staring at the wall, accompanied by her thoughts.

She'd have to go out and find food, but who would keep Dinky safe? There was always the possibility that Twilight would return, but would she have found food, could they last another week and Twilight may not even be...

Pinkie shuddered at the thought. She turned away from the uninspiring decaying wallpaper as Dinky plodded in, she shivered in her thin pelt of violet fur.

"Pinkie" She slowly said with a weak voice. "I'm so hungry, please can we get some food?"

"I wish we could but it's not like we can just pop to the market, Dinky, not anymore. I wish we could so bad, buy a ton of food, invite all our friends, decorate the place with my best streamers..." Pinkie stared into space and mumbled about parties, cake and balloons as if they were back in the good old days but, alas she was not in a fantasy world where friendship solves all. She snapped back into to reality as Dinky spoke.

"Well why don't we just go, I know the market isn't there but I'm sure we can find something and pretend were shopping and come home and maybe Momma will be back and we can all have a party." Dinky sniffed a little. "Because she promised she'd be back." Dinky started to tear up, she too shared Pinkie's vision of parties and friends and harmony.