You, Me, Us.

Pinkamena was furious, Pinkie had just went around town and talked to everypony, then lectured her on how much better they are than the 'Stupid-Mena Dumbflank Pie'. Rage boiled in the heart of the trapped mare, and she let out a low growl of hatred.

'You were a mistake.'

Pinkie stopped dead in her tracks, shocked. She made a comeback quickly, but it was poor and hardly effective.

'You were! All that you are is a face in the mirror,'

'All that you are is a dying scream.'

The mare in control had been using songs as comebacks all day, but it was rather easy for Pinkamena to make a comeback. After all, she knew all the songs Pinkie knew, and even more that she could use as an advanage. Earlier, when they were fighting, Pinkie ended up insulting Cloudy Quartz, their mother, to which Pinkamena made fun of Pinkie's pet aligarot, Gummy.

The duo ended up arguing so much that Pinkie snapped and hit her head on a solid wall to try and stop Pinkamena from talking. Of course, her plan backfired terribly. They would have had serious damage if the Cakes didn't know how to treat gashes. Apparently they were trained for things like that when they were in a class on how to bake. Lots of accidents happen in the kitchen, but it could happen anywhere in the house and cause much more damage. Luckily, the two mares were fine and could go out to town, just so long as they don't get their wound infected.

'SHUT UP!'

You know, you really are a useless waste of life, Pinkie. I hope you die.

How dare you! What if I told Celestia on you, huh? Would you like that?!

Actually, that would please me signifficantly.

Oh, you are such a... a mätä nuudeli!

Oh dear, forein childish cursing, I'm so scared. What are you going to do, give me a cupcake without icing?

Go and choke on your mane you-

You're walking going to walk into the library, you imbecile!

Before Pinkie's brain could process the information, her face hit the door of Twilight's library. The mare backed away slowly, and caressed her tender snout carefully.

"Ouch..."

'I told you to look where you're going.'

'Oh yeah, when?'

'That time you fell into the river, when you tripped over Angel Bunny and broke his arm, when-'

'Fine, I get it. Just shut up.'

'Okay then, mother.'

Pinkie ignored the sarcasm and opened the library door into Twilight's home.

"Hiya Twilight!"

The lavended mare turned her head and dropped her atention on her previous activity and walked overto the pink mare.

"Hi Pinkie Pie." The mare greeted casually, which leaved Pinkie puzzled.

"So... Twilight, what did you want me to come over for?"

"Oh yes, that's right!"

The unicorn trotted over to her desk and picked up a small red tub and levitated it to her party pony friend, to which the recieving pony gladly accepted.

"Uhh... What is it?"

"It's half a strawberry."

Both Pinkie and Pinkamena were struck with confusion at that very moment.

'Why a strawberry? And half of one at that.'

'Can't you keep to yourself for once?'

Pinkamena ignored Pinkie's comment and took control while Pinkie was in the mist of her reply.

"Why in Equestria would I need half a strawberry, Twilight?"

"..."

Pinkamena's mane was limp as it hung over her face like a silk curtain, her coat began to gradually become more dusty and dull.

"Pinkie... Are you feeling alright?"

"I should be asking you that exact question."

Twilight froze. She stared at the pink mare before her with a look of concern plastered on her face. She cocked her head, and opened her mouth to speak, but decieded against it. Pinkamena realized what she had done and quicklyshot an unrealistic grin at the unicorn.

"Thanks Twilight, nice talking, I have to go now--bye!"

And with that, Pinkamena raced to Sugarcube Corner and crashed into her bedroom, dropping the box that Twilight had given Pinkie thirty seconds ago.

'Now you know how it feels.'

'Oh quiet down, you.'

Pinkamena helped herself up and looked around the room.

'Where should I put this?'

'Pfft, why would I tell you?'

'Fine, I'll put it on this nightstand.'

Pinkamena gently placed the small box in the centre of the wooden object, and puled herself onto the bed. She slowly lowered herself onto the sheets and allowed herself to relax. The dull mare began to ponder, then swiftly turned herself around on the spot to face the box. She stared it down, from top to bottom, before clutching the object and bringing it cose to her face for a total of five seconds. She then put the box down next to her, and lifted herself up. Reaching for the box once again she opened the lid to reveal a perfectly split half strawberry.

"Hmm... Wonder what this tastes like?"

Taking a small bite out of the red fruit, Pinkamena instantly ran into the bathroom and spat out the edible substence.

"So.... Sour!"