Pinkie Pie

I look around the dark room.

The rest of the girls had wanted to stay together after what had happened and so we slept in the same room, aside from Rainbow, who was sent to the hospital to be monitored.

From what I can see, they are all asleep aside from me, or at the very least, I can't see any moving.

I tried to do some light breathing to ease the pressure that felt like it was mounting in my chest.

What in the Princess's name was that? The pinkie sense has been vague before and while I've felt I take in directions that I wouldn't have expected, this felt completely against what I wanted.

The sense isn't completely random. There was a time I remember not having it, but it kicked in fully after my cutie mark showed up. It's always steered me towards the best route to create joy for my friends…

Okay, let's assume that it still is.

If my sense is operating how I think it is, then it both wanted Blue to get away, the avalanche to go off and Rainbow to get hurt.

I don't see that leading to any immediate joy.

Blue getting away has got to be it then, but if she's harming ponies by creating puppets, then… Or maybe she isn't?

Why does this need to be so complicated?

Right, logically, if she's not creating puppets, then she is telling the truth.

I need to talk to somepony about this, or at least discuss the theory.

*Elbow Shake, nose twitch, tail shake*

It doesn't want me to?

What do you want me to do then?

…

Great, keep it vague.

This is all assuming that my sense is correct. I've got it wrong before.

"Pinkie?" I hear whispering to my right.

Whipping my head around, I notice Rarity looking at me from her sleeping place.

I go to open my mouth, but I notice she brings her hoof to her lips and then points at the door.

I give her a nod and then start tip-toeing out of the room.

We both got out of the room without issue.

Rarity gives me a smile in the hallway and says, "Can't sleep either?"

I nod and say, "A lot to think about."

"You are not wrong there. Shall we get some tea or maybe some Malted milk? Not sure if they have it here but my mother always gave it to sweetie and I if we had issues sleeping," Rarity says.

"That sounds like a good idea," I say.

We walk down the marbled corridors and Rarity says, "I wonder what the Princess is planning to say tomorrow morning."

We'd gotten back to the castle at around eight o'clock in the evening and as we had arrived, we noticed the princess at the landing zone surrounded by several doctors waiting to inspect Rainbow.

She'd asked us some questions about what had happened on the trip and then confirmed that Twilight had not tried to cast any spells on Rainbow and after that, told us to delay our investigation for now and told us to rest for the evening.

"I'm not sure," I say halfheartedly. "Maybe she is throwing us a surprise."

"I wouldn't imagine so, but we can hope. I feel like we need a bit of relief after everything that's happened in the last month. "

We round a corner; I am pretty sure the kitchen is down here.

I give a tired nod and say, "It's been a lot of travelling,"

"Indeed, it has, and here we are," Rarity says as we get to the kitchen door. "I am sure the staff here won't mind too much about us helping ourselves."

We both walk into the room and are immediately greeted with several thestrals adorned with chef hats.

Oh right, I suppose the night guard would probably have night chefs.
One chef comes over and says after a curt nod, "greetings, may we help you?"

"We were wondering if we could get some tea, we'd be happy to prepare it ourselves." Rarity says.

"We'd be honored to serve the elements. The princess usually likes to have a brew on the go from a blend we'd cultivated ourselves and luckily we have some extra. May I suggest some lemon cake to go with it? It's been freshly baked tonight," the chef says.

We both nod and are both directed at a side room with some very fluffy couches within.

We are told that it will come within five minutes and to get comfortable.

"Maybe I should stay awake longer when I come here again. The service here is delightful," Rarity says.

I nod and snuggle myself into the couch cushions.

"Are you doing okay, Pinkie? I know I am feeling swept off my feet with everything that's going on and I'd noticed that you've been quieter than usual," Rarity says with a sympathetic tone.

I open my mouth to speak and while remembering the twitches I had earlier, "it's been hard to think about this all. Usually it's so easy to work out what to do in these situations. We find the bad pony, then we go round working out who has been wronged and fix it. Everypony is happy in the end."

Rarity gives me a nod to continue.

"Well, this situation leaves a bad taste in my mouth, ponies are happy with what she's doing and inherently we are making more ponies sad by doing what we are doing, even if it's the right thing to do."

Rarity leans forward in her chair and says, "I don't disagree with you, Pinkie, but at one stage we need to do it. We will still do our best to fix the families this affects and help them in the best way we can, right?"

I give a nod and as I do; I notice the chef come around with our tea and cakes.

"I hope you two enjoy, and please ask for anything else you desire," the chef says.

We thank him and start eating and drinking.

Rarity understands me, and I can tell that she wants to fix this situation as much as I do.

But…

I have a feeling that I cannot work towards the same goal as the others. I won't stand in their way, but I need to find out more first.

And I have a feeling that whatever Princess Celestia tells us tomorrow morning is going to determine that path of discovery.

We both eat the food and drink our tea and decide that we should try to head to bed again now that we've settled a bit, though not before Rarity got the chef to give her the recipe for the lemon cake.

We head back down the hallway towards our room, and as we walk along, Rarity pipes up. "Oh, I heard the Princesses talking after we got back."

"What were they talking about?" I ask.

"I don't think Celestia had told Luna about what we've been doing and Luna had some questions, I don't think Luna was thrilled to have been kept in the dark…," Rarity says, winces and then ends, "pun not intended."

"I wonder what Luna thinks about it?" I say.

"Who knows? Might be worth asking her tomorrow." Rarity says in response.

I nod and we get back to the room as the conversation ends.

I lie in bed waiting for my tiredness to overwhelm me. I think Rarity got asleep about five minutes ago.

I am not sure what's going to happen tomorrow, but I know something is going to happen . I can feel it down to my bones.

I am going to trust my senses. I cannot work out the best logical route, so I'm going to work this out as I go.

I am sorry everypony.

Author's Note

Turns out, really hard to write a chapter about the doubt in some ponies head.

Well...
I hope you enjoyed it and we've finished another cycle of perspectives

What do you mean somethings different?

EDIT: I've run the chapter through a Grammar and run-through checker, Too which i got 80 suggestions amusingly XD. All subsequent chapters will be put through this aswell.
I'll get round to doing the old ones later.