Dear Marble Pie (One of the best sisters in the world!),
Hiya, Marble! It's me, Pinkie, your number one fram (friend and family!) I have some HUUUUUUGE news! So remember the stallion by the name of "Big Mac"? One of his siblings is a part of the Cutie Mark Crusaders (CMC) and they do a ton of good stuff for the little fillies and colts, mainly helping them out with problems. But one day, they got a little too curious about where Big Mac was headed off to, all googly-eyed and whatnot. And it turns out, he was going to see his secret crush! Awesome, right? But there was this other stallion who liked her, and there was this huge competition between who wins over the gal's heart. I think I remember her name being "Sugar Belle", which is awfully close to one of the Crusader's names- Sweetie Belle, cool, right? Anyway, that's all that was HUGE that I think that you would've been interested in, right? Anyway, bye fram!
Love with cupcakes and sprinkles, Pinkie
I stared at the letter addressed to me, in tears. I knew that this was coming, but I really thought that I'd have time to prepare herself for the truth, surely a year and a few months wasn't enough time, right? I grabbed a fresh, new piece of slate and started writing my response.
Dear Pinkie,
Hi Pinkie, are you sure
Really? That's grea
Oh, that's nice, how's
Hey, can I
I groaned and pushed the slate away from me, how was I exactly supposed to answer this? Should I be truthful and possibly hurt Pinkie or disappoint her? Or should I pretend everything's fine, preventing an out burst from Pinkie? I smooshed my face into the hard, rock, desk and let my tears drip out, it's not like it mattered that I like him anyway. To be fair, I haven't seen him in around a year, so I can't blame him for finding somepony else, it's not his fault. A bright flash filled my bland room, revealing a certain pony who can teleport.
"Marble? Are you okay?" Pinkie asked
"Mm-hmm"
"A-are you sure? You don't look so bright right now."
"Mm-hmm"
"Is the letter not pink enough? Was it too bland? Was it not 'party' enough?"
"Mm-hmm"
"For balloon's sake, stop saying 'mm-hmm'! I'm really worried about you!" Pinkie notably huffed in frustration
"I-I'm fine." I choked out
"No you're not! Marble Diane Pie, you're just like Fluttershy when I first met her, reeeeally quiet-do you need to take friendship lessons? Twilight's offering them for free, you know!"
I shook my head- friendship lessons seem nice, but they won't help in this case. I sighed and stared into the cold, dull landscape, wondering what life would've been like if I had the chance to meet new ponies, instead of living in the middle of nowhere on a rock farm. It's nice and peaceful here, but there's hardly anypony here to talk to, which is the downside. Pinkie looked through the window longingly, as if trying to find what could make me feel better, though I doubt that anything would lighten my mood.
"You know Marble, do you know what would be good for you...?"
"Mm-hmm?"
"CAKE!" Pinkie shouted in glee, "Wait right here, I'll be right back, okay?"
"Mm-hmm" I hummed in response. Where's she going to get cake in the middle of nowhere? Well, I guess she could teleport and get cake, but wouldn't that be a pain to do?
"Pinkie, how... how do you manage to stay happy every single day? Not once have I ever seen you get sad or mad or anything in between, how do you do it?"
"Oh, that?" Pinkie paused, "That's a secret, silly!"
I sighed in response and laid in my soft, mossy, stone bed. I could've maybe written a slate to send to Macintosh, but I was a bit... too shy to. But what would happen if I did do that? What if this all happened because I was too shy? Do I really need to change? I stared blankly at the bare ceiling, wondering about the thoughts that currently occupied my head, which were quickly interrupted by Pinkie poking me with her "Poking Rock".
"So, what type of cake would you like?" Pinkie beamed
I stared at the surprisingly large variety of cakes that appeared in a matter of minutes, how had I not noticed it before?
"I-I'll have..." I looked over the choices," the 'Rocky Road' cake, please."
"Okie dokie!"
As I ate my piece, thoughts filled my head once again. What if I was closer to Macintosh? What if I had sent slates to Big Mac? What if I followed Pinkie to Ponyville? What if-
"Umm, Marble?"
"Mm-hmm?" I quickly glanced at Pinkie
"You were eating the plate again, silly!" she chuckled
I peered down at my plate, only to find that it vanished from existence. Darn, mother's going to be furious once she finds out she has to go to town again to buy even more plates, oops.
"So, Marble? How's the family? Are mom, dad, and Limestone doing alright?"
"Mm-hmm." I nodded
"Oh, good, how're you doing, Marble? You seemed to be down in the dumps when I came!"
"I'm fine... I guess."
"Aww, c'mon, I know you, when a pie is crying, that's when a rock cries!"
I stared at her in confusion, what was she going on about pies and rocks?
Pinkie sighed, "Nevermind, my point is, I really don't think that you are fine, you look sad!"
"Then why-" I paused "why would you send that letter then??
"Because you seemed like you would enjoy the news because you like Big Ma-- ohhhh... that's supposed to be a secret, right? I should be whisper yelling, right?"
I shook my head, "Pinkie, you- you really don't know?"
"Know what?" Pinkie asked
"Y-you know you can stop whisper yelling now, right? Our whole family knows, even boulder!"
"Really? So I can stop whisper yelling now? Yay!"
"But, you really don't know? Since I have a crush on him, and you wrote to me about him finding a new crush, it, well, i-it crushed me."
"Marble..." Pinkie trailed off, "did you just make a pun?"
"I don't know?"
Pinkie sighed, "Do you want to come back to Ponyville with me then? I'm sure it'll help you. You can even take friendship lesions from Twilight!"
I shook my head, should I? Should I not? If I do go, there's a chance of running into Big Mac, and that'd be really awkward for me, plus, that's one less pony helping on the rock farm. But if I don't go, I'd live the same boring life every day, over and over again. Not only that, but that's one more pony to deal with for mother and father, and also one more mouth to feed. Maybe I should go, it'd benefit mother and father, plus that's one less pony Limestone has to deal with too...
"Pinkie? I'll... I'll think about it. Just, give me some time to process this, ok? I don't want to bother anyone..." I mumbled
"Okie dokie then! Send me a slate when you decide, ok? I promise, if you come, it'll be super fun!"
"... Alright then."
