Binkey Come Home!

(TIMIDTHY'S POV)

I was in the middle of a group chat with my friends and every was in chaos. Crepe had told us Binkey had run away and now everypony was panicking. Especially Citrus who was typing like a mad mare in all caps. Me? I was stunned, angry, terrified, but most importantly I wanted, no I needed to find Binkey. I kept a calm face despite the fact my cutiemark was ticking in rhythm with my bubbling emotions. The chaos going on in the chat, and Binkey's frantic hoof steps. As I could practically hear them like thunder. Finally my magic swallowed my chattie and I typed two simple word's.

T: Shut. Up.

And everypony grew silent on the chat they knew I meant business. It wasn't often. Only when the situations we're dire did I stop letting fear take over me that I started acting like a leader. When everything was resolved I'd be back to my normal self.

T: Listen up! We can't just panic! We can't just blame other ponies when it's nopony's fault! I may not be the bravest pony in Eqestria, but the one thing that pushes me is when my friends are in danger. Binkey is running around aimlessly just following where the sun and moon rise! He's depressed, afraid and possibly a bit suicidal! I've felt that way for year's! But I stopped feeling that way when I met Bumper, Sweet Dreams, and French Press. And I'd never wish those negative feelings onto my worst enemies! So we can sit and whine and scream like fouls or we can get our flanks in gear and find him before anypony catches on.

I typed without feeling a twinge of shame for it, I wasn't going to let fear take over.

BB:......He's right. Okay we need a plan!

The chat was again quiet as I felt embarrassed for giving that long-winded speech and not thinking of a plan.

FP: Well.....I guess making sure our schools don't find out is a good start.

The chat went silent once more as we all thought of ideas. Finally Meadow sent a message on the screen that read:

Dosent the chatties have some sort of tracker?

And that started the spark.

B: Meadow your right! I just need to track his GPS and bingo! We'll have a little map to him!

Ci: AWESOME! WE CAN THEN RUN AFTER HIM WHEN NOPONY IS WATCHING!

Cr: And my brother will be back where he belongs!

I then decided it was time to log off. I told them good-bye and turned my chattie off. I took a deep breath and calmed myself whenever I got angry I sometimes said thing's I shouldn't say. I then levitated a scroll over and started devising a plan. Sure tracking his GPS was great! But what if he didn't take it? What if it got lost or destroyed? There was so many thing's that could happen. I could see a little of myself in each of my friends. And I wasn't going to stand idly by and let one of them shatter. I wrote down what I knew and what I didn't:

Left 6:35

Carried supplies

May or may not be suicidal

Is depressed

Ran south of the school

Finally I turned the scroll around and I both thought as I wrote down the word's:

OPERATION COME HOME BINKEY!

(BLOOD BONES POV)

I said good-bye as I turned my chattie off. I levitateted ten scrolls over to me. I knew my brother like an open book; he was determined to find Binkey. And so was I. My brother may have went against evil poachers, me, a cute yet psychopathic earth pony. Two horrifically mean bullies, graduation and lots more. But during all those times his friend's we're always together. Never had they run away with the possibility of them never coming back. Everypony that my brother became friend's with gained a special part in his heart.

And......now one part is now slowly dieing.

I took a deep breath as I grabbed some quills and pencils and made my way out my room to my brother's. I wasn't far off when I felt and heard pounding hoof steps. It was Citrus. I didn't even have to look as a yellow blur grabbed me by the tail. And was dragging me through the halls charging like a bull. It only took Citrus one minute to get to the room door as it would take me three when she bucked it open and threw me in. I would have said;

"Hey! Mind doing that to a rag doll!?" But I didn't want to test her patients, not that I was afraid or anything. I had landed on the top bunk and Citrus was now sitting on the floor just in front of the bottom bunk where Timidthy sat. He was silent as he wrote on a scroll, his eyebrow furrowed in concentration. He held a quill in his magical grasp I looked back at Citrus and she had the same proud smile on her face that I had. She then grabbed one of my scrolls and grabbed a quill and started jotting down a plan. I followed in suit. Ya know if it werent for the fact one of our best buds had run off.......I'd be happy my brother is showing so much initiative. We sat in silence and wrote furiously. I didn't know how long we sat like that before I heard loud snoring.

I looked over to see Citrus had fallen asleep; then I looked to my brother. He hadn't even moved an inch. I felt my eye's begin to droop after a while until finally sleep took it's toll on me. And as the world faded around me. My dreams began to form as I swear I saw a ghostly image of Binkey heading towards a place with bright lights.