Goldenpie

“OAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!” Rainbow Dash’s raspy laughter sounded like a car engine failing to start up. She wiped the tears from her eyes.

“Pinkie Pie... is... 007? WahAAAAAHAHAHAHAH!”

“It’s not funny Rainbow Dash! She could get killed!” Fluttershy scolded.

Rainbow Dash ignored Fluttershys bad sense of humor, accidentally replacing it with her own.

“What...haha... What will she do? Smile the bad guys to death?!”

“But that is good news!” Ash Ketchum exclaimed.

“What do you mean Ash?” Rarity asked

“Well, just think about it. M made her 007, just like that? It means that the movie has replaced James Bond with Pinkie Pie. Which means that the movie hasn’t given up, that ...”

“...that there is still hope of them getting back.” Littlefoot took over.

“But does that mean that Pinkie Pie has to do James Bonds job now?” Apple Jack said while biting her hooves in nervosity.

“I don’t know.” Twilight said, all the others looking at her. ”But one thing is for sure. By now, Pinkie Pie and Starlight Glimmer, our friends, have become a part of this movie...” Twilight paused. The silence fell before she ended.

“...A part of Goldeneye.”

“But does that mean...?” Rarity was interrupted.

“Yes Rarity.” Twilight said darkly. “It means that our friends might have to finish the movie to get back home to Equestria.”

M ran her fingers along the arm holder of her office chair. She watched the skin of her old dented hands bend into long lines from root to top. Only yesterday it felt like those old hands had belonged to a young woman, now they belonged to a grumpy old witch with the very power of life and death at her disposal. She had her pointing finger write an invisible letter on the handle. The letter spelled P.

It felt strange. Something about this situation seemed entirely wrong, but at the same time it also made perfect sense. It was almost like Pinkie Pie had been a 00 agent for years, but at the same time M knew she had yet to meet the pony. The lines on her fingers gave the situation a tragic perspective. All her critics in congress suddenly got themselves an ally in their opinion.

‘I am getting old.’ M concluded inside her head.

There was knocking on the door. M raised her head.

“Yes, come in!”

The door opened slowly. A familiar face poked her head in.

“Hello ms Moneypenny.” M greeted her secretary.

“M. Pinkie Pie is here to see you now.”

“Good. Send her in.”

Pinkie Pie looked around the waiting room as she was sitting in its fancy chair. The room was filled with dark colors. The dark brown walls, gray curtains and black ornaments jittered inside it. The only daring color around was herself and some of the photos on the walls. Despite this comfy setting she felt her muscles pulling. Her chair made wooden sounds as her hooves were shaking. Why was she so nervous? She didn’t even know who this M was. She didn’t even know what it meant to be a 00 agent. But whatever it was, whatever her mind tried to visualize without her consent, it sent her into a inner state of panic. She started breathing heavily. She felt something warm move over her hoof. It was Starlight Glimmer. She was sitting next to her in the waiting room.

“Pinkie. It will be alright.”

Pinkie Pie was still shaking as she wailed her head nervously around the room.

“Pinkie Pie. Look at me.” Starlight said.

Pinkie Pie turned her nervous face around. Starlights eyes laid still like eggs in a birds nest inside her calm face. Pinkie Pies eyes widened. Was there a shape somewhere inside those eyes? A shape of a town? Ponyville? Pinkie Pie stopped shaking. Starlights hoof moved over Pinkies hoof, giving her a massage. Pinkie pie felt the calmness lay itself over her, despite this her heart kept beating. She felt a smile form on her face. Starlight laughed. Pinkie Pie laughed to.

“Pinkie Pie?” The woman secretary addressed. Pinkie looked at her. “M will see you now.”

Pinkie Pie rose from her seat. As she walked down the corridor toward the door at its end Pinkie Pie looked back. Starlight Glimmer smiled at her from afar. Pinkie Pie smiled back before moving on.

M heard the sound of hooves hitting the floor. She raised her head. Once again it was that same feeling again. Something about this situation felt entirely wrong, but at the same time it also made perfect sense.

“Pinkie Pie. Nice to finally meet you. My name is M, but i guess you knew that already, curtesy of my lovely secretary Ms Moneypenny”

Moneypenny and M nodded at each other before the secretary left the office. At first Pinkie Pie looked bewildered at the old woman, who people and ponies only knew as the letter M. She pulled herself together though as she didn’t want to seem rude.

“Hi M.” Pinkie Pie said forcefully with her highly pitched voice. M realized immediately that the pony was nervous.

“Please. Sit down.” M offered politely.

After Pinkie Pie had sat down in the visitor chair M rose and walked toward the cupboard.

“Do you want something to drink?” M offered.

Pinkie Pie still had vague memories from her evening with James. As crazy as she liked to be she preferred to actually remember it.

“No thanks. I'm good.” Pinkie Pie answered.

“I think i’ll have myself some Bourbon.” M said as she poured up a glass.

M sat down in her chair. Pinkie Pie studied the old human woman. There was something innocent and gentle about her, at the same time she could sense a hard shell somewhere underneath her soft appearance.

“I read your file Pinkie Pie. You recently held a position as a party planner in Ponyville, is that correct?”

“How did you know about that?” Pinkie Pie asked. M did not answer.

“Your family makes their living working at a rock farm, unless my information pulls tricks on me. You have three sisters, a mother and a father, happily married despite their facial appearances. During your carrier you’ve also been recognized as the element of laughter, an honorable member in a small independent parliament in Ponyville, lead by the princess of friendship, Twilight Sparkle.”

Pinkie Pie felt her mouth drop.

‘So thats what that feels like.’ She thought.

M continued

“You also seem to have a condition called ‘Pinkie sense’, or a gift, depending how one choose to look at it, which doesn’t really matter when you’re sitting here with me.”

M looked at Pinkie Pie. She put her old hand on the table.

“Do you know what it means to be an MI6 agent?” M asked. Her voice was old and soft. Despite this there was a hardened seriousness in it. Pinkie Pie did not answer. M proceeded.

“It means that you take your orders from me. You will complete your assigned mission using any means necessary. Your 00 status gives you the license to kill in this endeavor.”

“To kill? Will it come to that?” Pinkie Pie asked with a tinge of worry in her voice.

M looked at Pinkie Pie with a distinguished face. The answer came by itself through M's unmoving eyes.

“But do you think i’d be able kill somepony else?” Pinkie Pie asked.

M leaned back in her chair and studied Pinkie Pie from afar. She should be worried about Pinkie Pies hesitation to kill. But suddenly she was hit with the memmories of male and female agents that had reached 00 status by putting on a mask of determination and confidence, a wishful thinking that they would never hesitate, of which they all did in the end anyway. The fact that this pony wasn’t afraid to openly admit her hesitation somehow made M more confident in her.

“Let’s both hope it doesn’t come to that. But if we were to entertain the possibility of such unfortunate circumstances, from what iv’e heard, curtesy of my sources in Russia, you are more than capable of doing just that Pinkie Pie.”

Pinkie Pie thought back to the events at the Trans Siberian Express. She remembered the handgun throw back her hoof as she pulled the trigger. She remembered the sound when the poor soul she pointed the gun at crumbled to the ground. She remembered the reason for these horrible acts, her friends being stuck inside the drivers booth, about to be blown up.

“You’re thinking of what happened on the train? But i only did that because my friends were in danger.” Pinkie Pie pointed out. M’s eyebrows rose in a incredulous manner.

“You make that sound like thats a bad thing. You did it because of your love for your friends. That is called incentive Pinkie Pie, a reason, call it a cause if i may be patriotic. Which brings us to the very reason why our organization exists.”

M got up from her chair. She walked to her right and stared at the wall as she spoke.

“There are forces out there Pinkie Pie. Evil forces. Bad men and women that would not hesitate to wreak havoc upon our society if they had the chance, havoc that would kill thousands of innocent lives. That thing Ourumov stole from Severnaya is a weapons system called Goldeneye.”

“Goldeneye.” Pinkie Pie mirrored.

“Developed by the soviets during the cold war, it is a weapon capable of destroying anything electrical within a 30 mile radius. You should know, you were there when the Severnaya satellite fired.”

Pinkie Pie remembered when Alecs phone caught fire. She remembered when the fighter jet crashed into the station. M turned around and faced Pinkie Pie.

“I am aware that in your world, a world which uses magic, such things as electricity plays a minor part in society at best. But here in our world everything we do, every phone that we use to contact one another, every system developed to answer emergencies, fire fighters, police, ambulance.” M paused for a dramatic effect.

“...The military.”

M went back to her desk. The office chair made made squeaking sounds as she sat down.

“...Everything we have is dependent on electricity. The Goldeneye uses a satellite located in space to fire. Should it ever be used against us not only would it allow for these bad men to cause havoc, but it would also make way for other enemies, enemies that might have an army behind them. Men like Ourumov and Valentin.”

“Valentin?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“The leader of the Russian mob. It was his men that you killed inside that train Pinkie Pie.”

There was a moment of silence. M leaned over and put her old eyes close to Pinkie Pie.

“As i understand it was after the incident at the train that you lost one of your friends from Ponyville. A unicorn that went by the name of Trixie, correct?”

Pinkie Pie faced down in sadeness. She nodded.

“Xenia Onatopp.” M informed.

Pinkie Pie looked straight into M’s eyes. A firmness started growing in in Pinkies eyes as she heard the name of Trixies murderer. M continued.

“She’s an assassin. recently linked to Ourumov. We believe she might have helped him steal the Goldeneye.”

M leaned back into her chair again. Pinkie Pies pupils had a dark core of vengeance in them.

“We don’t know yet what Ourumov is planning. But whatever it is, it will with all certainty allow him to gain more influence over his government. He might even become one of the right hand men of the Russian leadership. Should he ever reach that high position thanks to Goldeneye you can be sure that he is going to remember Xenia Onatopp and the help she gave him, getting rid of your friend being one of them.

Pinkie Pies pupils hardened more the further M spoke.

“She might be given privileges, freedom against prosecution, freedom to do whatever she wants. I might order an agent to kill her, only to receive a phone call from some hoity toity accountant within the British government and be forced to back down. Not that i would hesitate to give my government the finger and go through with it anyway, but at that point even i might have been swayed. Influence is not a power to heed in the wake of justice ms Pie. Which is why...”

M leaned forward again. Her authoritarian voice sounded firmer ever.

“...Which is why i want you to find Goldeneye. I want you to find out what Ourumov plans to do with it and stop it. And despite the information i just gave you, if you should come across Xenia Onatopp i do not want you galloping into some kind of vendetta.”

“You didn’t get her killed.” Pinkie Pie said.

“And neither did you.” M said firmly.

Pinkie Pie snorted. Her eyes sparkled as tears were not far behind.

“It wasn’t your fault Pinkie Pie. Don’t make it personal.” M finished softly. She almost surprised herself by her own feeling of so called ‘sympathy’.

M grasped her glass and took a sip of the drink.

“Now. Of you go.” M waved her right arm about. “My people will be meeting you downstairs for evaluation. Then, after that you will begin your training.”

“But what about Bond?” Pinkie Pie asked.

M stared blankly at Pinkie Pie.

“What about him?” She asked.

There was a moment of silence. M continued

“I se you’ve noticed that i haven't talked about him at all, even though he was my best man for years.”

“...And friend.” Pinkie Pie said.

This time it was M’s turn to look into Pinkie Pies distinguished eyes. M was about to raise her voice and debunk such nonsense talk as ‘friendship’. But then she realized that Pinkie Pie had already seen through her. M sighed.

“Yes. Pinkie Pie... And friend. James Bond is dead, i have lost a good friend and agent. I will write a report and a death certificate. He will have a memorial service and be carved in stone at MI6 headquarters.”

M’s emotional tone still sounded like an old school teacher complaining about having bad kids. Pinkie Pies face lowered in sadness. M stared blankly at her

“I see that you’ve noticed my lack of compassion regarding my employees.”

Pinkie Pie kept the same sad look. M continued

“Good. Remember that ms Pie. Let that notion be the foundation of what I'm about to tell you, that if you were ever to get captured or killed MI6 will deny ever having any contact with you, and no bargain will be made to set you free.”

Pinkie Pie was taken a back. She wailed her eyes around. There was a short silence.

“You know ms Pie?” M began. Pinkie Pie looked at M. “It’s still not to late for you to turn back.”

Pinkie Pie took a moment to think. All her life she had been drawn by the power of friendship. For so long her call in life had been to make other ponies laugh and to make sure they had a great time in a world of smiling and laughter. It was now clear to Pinkie Pie that she was about to enter the world of espionage, a world were duty goes before friendship. Pinkie Pie remembered Trixie laying limply in the arms of crying Starlight Glimmer.

“I am ready to begin my training.” Pinkie Pie said with a final tone.

The following days M had Pinkie Pie running through some standard routines that all new agents go through. The movie goers in Equestria experienced these days via a two second time jump. Starlight and Pinkie Pie were now inside an apartment in central London. As of payment for all this Starlight had just transformed a park bench into 500000 British pounds.

Starlight was just about to finish her breakfast when there was a voice inside her head.

“Starlight?”

“Twilight!” Starlight exclaimed. “Twilight were have you been. Iv’e been waiting for...”

“I'm sorry Starlight, but there's been a time jump in the movie. For us it only took two seconds. Do you mean to say you actually lived it?”

“You know? I think you’re right Twilight.”

“That’s so strange.” Twilight said hoarsely. ”Anyhow, iv’e been thinking. Since the movie seem to want to take you to it’s very end by making Pinkie Pie it’s 00 agent instead of James Bond, why not just travel immediately to the end area of the movie? I mean, i doubt that Ourumov is going anywhere.”

“Ok. Sound fair enough. So where is it?” Starlight Glimmer asked.

“In Cuba. There is a underwater antenna there that can signal the second Goldeneye satellite. That's were the climax of the movie is supposed to take place. I think all that we need to do really is to destroy the antenna. That should end the movie.”Twilight hesitated. “Or maybe we need to wait for Ourumov? Anyhow, we travel there and then we’ll figure out what to do.”

“Pinkie Pie!” Starlight called.

“Yes Starlight.” Pinkie answered from the living room.

“Buckle up Pinkie Pie, were heading for a place called Cuba.” Starlight said proudly, enjoying being the one in the know.

“Huh?” Pinkie Pie blurted as she came into the kitchen.

“Come. I explain on the way.”

“Okay. Just wait a second.”

Pinkie Pie went into the bedroom. When she came back Starlight noticed that she had gun with her. And not just any gun, but a PPK pistol. Pinkie Pie had it placed in a gun sheet strapped around her belly.

“Is that a gun?” Starlight asked.

Pinkie Pie looked at the gun, then at Starlight.

“Yea?” Pinkie Pie answered bewildered. “I got it from M. The special sheet is made by a guy called Q. He’s some kind of inventor. Apparently he made all the gadgets for James Bond to.”

The ponies took a taxi to the airport. On the way Starlight explained to Pinkie Pie what Twilight had told her. They were now trotting toward the main terminal.

“Or maybe we should tell your employer, M.” Starlight proposed.

“nieee... I don’t know. She’s probably going to wonder how we got hold of the information.”

Starlight though about it for a moment.

“You’re probably right.” She agreed.

Just as Starlight said this two black vans drove up in front of them. Men in dark suits got out. Starlight felt a needle stick her from behind.

“STARLIGHT!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed.

Before Pinkie Pie knew it she was surrounded and overpowered by four muscular humans. One of them stuck a needle in her. She felt the world go blurry before finally blacking out.

The air felt cold and wet behind the mask Pinkie had over her head. There were the sound of boots hitting stone floor and the slam of a door shutting behind her. Suddenly her mask was removed. She looked around and noticed that she was inside some kind of basement. On her side she saw Starlight Glimmer. Further to her right there was a soldier with an automatic weapon, watching her every move.

“Pinkie Pie.” Starlight addressed in a whisper.

Pinkie Pie looked at Starlight. Starlight looked at Pinkie Pie with diminishing pupils.

“Where are we?” She whispered.

“I don’t know. Pinkie answered.

Suddenly there was that sound of a door opening again. A presence walked inside. The man had a dark coat and dark gloves. His face was covered in a dark beard. He sat down at the table in front of them. He reached out his hand and placed the PPK pistol that Pinkie Pie had received from M at the table.

“Zdravstvuyte commander Pie. I am defense minister Dimitri Mishkin. So, in what way shall we execute you Pinkie Pie, or should i call you 007?”

Pinkie Pie looked at Dimitri without knowing how to react. She remembered the first conversation she had with M. She remembered what M told her about her ever getting captured or killed. Indeed, this situation were either hopeless or a reason to panic. But did it need to be either? Pinkie Pie felt a new form of fun boil up inside her.

“What? No small talk? No, chit chat?” Pinkie Pie asked jokingly. She then pretended to speak to Starlight. “Thats the trouble with the world today, nopony takes the time to do a really sinister interrogation anymore. Its a lost art!”

“Your party face does not sway me pink pony, I'm sorry. Where is the Goldeneye?” Dimitri demanded.

“I assumed you had it.” Pinkie Pie said calmly.

“I have an Equestrian pony turned english spy and a former student of the princess of friendship and a stolen helicopter...”

“Or at least thats what some traitor in your government wanted it to look like...!” Pinkie Pie challenged the defense minister.

“Why did i see you jumping up and down outside Severnaya...?”

“Who had the authorization codes...!?”

“Russia may have changed but the penalty for terrorism is still death...!?”

“AND WHATS THE PENALTY FOR TREASON...!?”

“HOW WHERE YOU ABLE TO JUMP UP AND DOWN LIKE THAT IN THE THICK SNOW...!?

“WHY IS THE MOB IN YOUR COUNTRY ALLOWED TO RUN AMOC...!?”

“SO YOUR’RE THE PARTY PONY? WHERE’S THE BIRTHDAY CAKE...?!”

“WHY DOES EVERY RUSSIAN IN THIS MOVIE SPEAK ENGLISH...!?"

“WHY DID IT LOOK LIKE YOU WHERE JUMPING ON TOP OF A TRAMPOLINE! DO YOU HEAR ME?! TRAMPOLEEEEEEEEEN...!?” Dimitri’s mouth dropped as he sailed the word.

“BECAUSE I’M HAPPY!” Pinkie Pies angry face growled at Dimitri.

“ENOUGH!” Starlight glimmer blasted. She opened her mouth again but was met with Pinkie Pie and Dimitri Mishkin's angry eyes. She shrunk.

“...Or. Just go on and do your thing. Hehehe.”

The door slammed open behind them.

“Defense minister! I must protest. This is my investigation! You’re out of order!”

“No Ourumov. From what i am hearing it is you who is out of order!” Mishkin turned his head slowly and looked at Ourumov, who had walked up to his right.

Ourumov looked at Pinkie Pie, then at Mishkin. He felt his blood freeze. Mishkin stretched his cheek up in authority.

“I thought i told you specifically that you would investigate wether you’d received any birthday cakes!”

“Birthday cakes?” Ourumov asked.

“Birthday cakes.” Mishkin’s eyes grew large.

Ourumov opened his mouth, but no words came out.

“D...d...Dimitri...i...i” Ourumov stammered.

“Yes Arkady?!” Dimitri pressed.

“I was only able to...”

Ourumov reached out his hand and placed a small plate with a pastry no bigger than a fist in front of defense minister Mishkin. Mishkin turned his eyeballs down and studied from above the pathetic excuse of a party cake. Pinkie Pie looked on with a sad face. ‘Poor man.’ She thought. Mishkin turned his big chin up and faced Ourumov. At least it was better than nothing.

“Thank you, general Ourumov!” Mishkin boomed. Ourumov put on a fake smile.

“Now, if i may add my own input.” Ourumov was saying. “These ponies here are probably innocent, as my investigation into the theft of the Goldeneye concludes they were probably not present inside the station itself when it was stolen. Still, seeing that i haven't had a chance to talk to them myself, maybe i should take over from here.”

Mishkin looked at the Ponies, then at the pastry.

“Well, i see no reason to keep you from your investigation anymore. I’ll take my leave.” Mishkin rose from his seat and walked toward the exit. Starlights eyes met Ourumov’s snake look. Ourumov grinned.

“Wait!” Starlight exclaimed. Mishkin turned around by the door entrance and looked at Starlight. Ourumov kept his cool. Who would Mishkin believe? His own anointed general or a puny pony?

Starlight closed her eyes. She hoped that she’d remember this advance spell. Her horn gave a bright glow. Blinded, Mishkin and Ourumov covered their faces.

Mishkin opened his eyes. He suddenly found himself inside the Severnaya station. Except it wasn’t through his eyes he was looking. who’s was it? He saw the station major approach him.

“General Ourumov!” The major said as he gave salute. Mishkin then saw the major go up to the console. When he came back again he had the Goldeneye and the golden keys in his hands. He reached out his own hands and took them. He then looked at his watch.

“Good. Thank you major!” He heard himself say. Mishkin heard a gun being pulled before the station turned into a bloodbath. Mishkin then saw himself as Ourumov arm the Goldeneye and target the Severnaya station.

The world flashed again. Mishkin was back in the interrogation room. He looked at Ourumov, who looked back at him with a dropped guilty face.

“GUARDS!” Mishkin screamed.

Ourumov reached down and grabbed Pinkie Pies PPK that Mishkin had placed on the table. He shot the guard in the room before putting a bullet in Mishkin’s head. He then turned his maddened eyes toward the ponies, who had thrown themselves to the ground as the shots were fired. Ourumov unloaded the bullets from Pinkie Pies gun as he spoke.

“Defense minister Dimitri Mishkin. Murdered by a British agent, Pinkie Pie.” Ourumov threw the empty PPK. It landed in front of Pinkie Pie and Starlight.

“...And then shot while trying to escape...” Ourumov reached down for his own handgun.

“GUARDS!” He blasted.

Starlight Glimmer got up on her four hooves. Before Ourumov had time to react her horn blasted out a throwing spell, giving a loud laser sound. Ourumov was thrown halfway across the room, his gun sailing through the air. Starlight was about to help Pinkie Pie up when she suddenly stood eye to eye with a soldier pointing his assault rifle at her. Starlights horn lit up. There was a clonking sound when the wooden arm holder of the gun slammed the guard in the face, causing him to pass out. Starlight heard several footsteps outside the door. She used her horn magic to pull Ourumov’s pistol toward Pinkie Pie who laid on the ground right beside the door. Pinkie Pie picked up the gun. Three guards entered the door. One Pinkie shot in the chest, the other she put two rounds in the heart and one she ended through the head. The stone wall behind the guards splattered with blood.

“Come on Pinkie!” Starlight exclaimed as she picked up the assault rifle.

Once Starlight exited the interrogation room she saw one guard rounding the corner ahead. She pointed the rifle at him. She felt the rifle recoil by the force of the automatic fire as she pulled the trigger, causing every bullet to fly up to the roof. Starlight cursed herself and hid behind the doorframe again as the guard returned fire.

“Starlight, try this!” Pinkie Pie pressed a button on the rifle. After the guard had stopped fire Starlight rounded the corner again. As she pulled the trigger she felt relief in her hooves as the rifle only fired one shot at the time now. She saw the guard ahead fall to the ground. Pinkie Pie galloped out into the corridor. She picked up the rifle that the guard had dropped. Starlight heard footsteps around the corner.

“Pinkie Pie! I hear more!”

Without thinking to much about it Pinkie Pie threw herself around the corner and squeezed the trigger, several guards were coming down the corridor. They all screamed in horror as the small coverless space they where in turned into a death trap. Pinkie Pie watched from her iron sight one guard fall backwards. One guard grabbed his chest as his clothes shook by the entering bullets. Another one screamed and fell face down to the ground. Pinkie Pie felt the cold adrenaline run through her pink body like a river as all six guards in front of her turned into motionless heaps of uniforms.

“Pinkie Pie! BEHIND YOU!” Starlight screamed horrified.

While still lying on the ground Pinkie Pie wailed her rifle around and aimed toward an opening wooden door. She squeezed the trigger. She saw the bullets go through the door, creating small holes in it. She heard screams from the other side. Her rifle clicked and stopped firing. She was out of bullets. She saw one of the guards rounding the doorframe ahead. She felt herself slide sideways as Starlight used her horn magic to pull her out of harms way.

There were the sound of bullets hitting rocks as the guard stepped out of the door. He screamed in anger while firing. Pinkie Pie picked up the dropped handgun of the guard that Starlight had shot earlier. She closed her eyes. She could hear the footsteps around the corner. She could sense the bullets paths. She opened her eyes, laid herself down. She hurled herself forward. She saw the guard looking down at her in bewilderment as she rounded the corner ground level. She saw the body of the guard jerk back and forth as she put four rounds in him. He fell sideways and touched the wall before crumbling to the ground.

“Lets go before more of them shows up!” Starlight exclaimed

“Wait. We can't let Ourumov escape!” Pinkie Pie shouted as she galloped back toward the interrogation room.

After entering the room she looked around but couldn’t find the general. There was an open window. Ourumov had escaped. She bumped her hoof at something. She looked down. It was her PPK pistol. Ourumov had been so kind to leave it there for her.

Starlight Glimmer saw Pinkie Pie come out of the interrogation room.

“I see you found your gun.” Starlight said as they both galloped toward what the believed were the exit.

“Yea. Unfortunately it seems like Ourumov escaped.” Pinkie Pie sounded irritated.

The ponies found their way to the roof. There they found a shopper, the pilot waiting inside it. It had probably been Mishkin’s ride. Pinkie Pie approached the pilot seat. She opened the door. She pointed her PPK at the driver.

“Alright! Unbuckle, i need your ride!”

The pilot looked at Pinkie Pie, more bewildered that frightened. He raised his hands.

“GET OUT OF THE SHOPPER I SAID!” Pinkie Pie roared, her eyes blackened by the last minutes events. They looked like dark pitless holes, untouched by emotions and empathy. The eyes caused the pilots blood to freeze. He unbuckled himself. Pinkie Pie grabbed hold of him and tossed him out.

The spring laid itself over the forrest of Russia. The ponies had found two abandoned cottages with one bed in each. Their “borrowed” shopper stood mutilated further away in a forrest opening. Starlight Glimmer had always been a mare of practicality, but driving one of those things had turned out being a feat way above her usual learning skills. For every turn of the lever it had seemed like the chopper wanted to go in the opposite direction. It was a wonder they were both on the ground in one piece.

Starlight Glimmer looked around. She was waiting for Pinkie Pie. She said that said she would only get some fire wood but now she seemed to have vanished. Thinking of the last hours events, Starlight had a bad feeling inside.

The pink face stared blankly with blue eyes at the PPK pistol. It laid in the hooves of it’s owner, agent 007 Pinkie Pie, license to kill. And killed had it’s owner, indeed it had. Pinkie Pie closed her eyes. She tried to wipe them away. She tried to think of something else, still she couldn’t wipe the memory of those faces, those bodies crumbling, those screams, those blood stains that once belonged to the screamers.

But despite it’s appearance, that wasn’t the main thing that bothered Pinkie Pie.

Once again Pinkie Pie reached deep into her memories. She felt herself galloping, galloping after a plane. Behind her she had her friends Starlight Glimmer, Alec and the late Trixie. She jumped into the plane. The planes pilot turned around and looked at her. She put on a large party smile.

“Hi. My name is Pinkie Pie and i come from a far away land called Equestria...”

The human pilot looked bewildered at Pinkie Pie as she jittered in her memories.

“Aren’t you exited, cause I'm exited if you are exited and believe me I've never been more exited in my life and, believe me, my life have been full of excitement. So? What do you say?”

She felt the plane slow down as the pilot's face formed into a smile in her memories. After the plane had stopped Pinkie Pie poked her head and shouted to her friends.

“Come on. My new friend here is more than happy to give us a ride!”

Pinkie Pies troubled eyes squinted as she looked at the PPK pistol. A more recent memory went on repeat inside her head. She felt herself holding this very pistol against another pilot.

“Alright! Unbuckle, i need your ride!”

Pinkie Pie's world went blurry with tears.

“GET OUT OF THE SHOPPER I SAID!”

Pinkie Pie growled. She stood up on two hooves. With one powerful motion of her hoof she threw the PPK pistol into the lake ahead.

The pistol hovered just above the surface of the lake. It went sailing back toward the lakebed where Pinkie Pie had made her retreat. Pinkie Pie wailed her head around. Starlight Glimmers horn was sparkling fiercely.

Starlight saw Pinkie Pie looking at her ahead. Her eyes seemed shrouded in mist. Starlights eyes widened. It suddenly dawned for Starlight. She put on the largest party smile that she could.

“Heeeeeeey, Pinkie Pie! How glad i am to se you here!” She blasted with the highest pitched voice she could muster. Starlight started jumping happily up and down as she approached Pinkie.

“I was hoping we could all gather and have this giant party all of us and... you know... “Starlight wasn’t able to keep up the Pinkie talk. “Take out the cake cause i love cake but then i was thinking DUH why not just jump up and down happily until we all break the fabric of space and time and...”

Pinkie Pie laughed. Starlights hanging mane was way ahead of her in her jumping. It flung around and made her look like a bouncing air conditioner. Starlight stopped jumping.

“Or... What she said. Heheh.” Starlight met Pinkie’s eyes. She smiled as and continued. “...What you said.”

Pinkie Pies eyes widened. She could feel her worries disappear as she once again, in the eyes of her friend, saw Ponyville. It was just standing there, waiting for her to come home.

The night had fallen over the Russian wilderness. Pinkie Pie was lying awake in her cottage. Not that it meant that she didn’t had her eyes closed. But that was just the thing. Every time she closed her eyes she wished she could se Ponyville again. Her hooves were shaking. If she only she could visit it one more time.

She felt herself rise up to her hooves. She felt herself open the door, the cold air hitting her in the face. She felt herself walking. She reached out and open another door. Suddenly it was there again. Ponyville.

She could se Ponyville ahead. Its city hall laid majestically in the middle of the town. Twilights castle towered somewhere ahead, its crystal walls glistening in the sun. Sweet Apple Acres laid peacefully to the side, apple bucking season seemed just around the corner. She could see the school house. She could even see the treehouse of the Cutie Mark Crusaders. She could see Raritys boutique, white and majestic. She could see Fluttershys house tucked in somewhere close to the Everfree forrest. Finnaly she could see sugarcube corner, her home.

How long had it been since Pinkie Pie was there? She walked closer to Ponyville. Even as she closed her eyes she could still see it. She could now feel its warm breath hit her in the face.

She leaned in closer to Ponyville. She could feel Ponyville's nose nudge hers, it’s breath seemed to grow more intense as she slided against it.

She could feel Ponyville’s lips touch her lips. The lips opened. She opened her own lips to let Ponyville in.

She moved in yet closer to Ponyville. She felt Ponyville’s hooves wrap around her. Now Ponyville seemed to have gained a life of its own. Pinkie Pie didn’t know that a town could have a beating heart. Nor did she know that a town could moan. Suddenly Pinkie Pie felt herself lying in bed again, except now she had taken Ponyville with her.

Pinkie Pie opened her eyes. She took her lips away from Ponyville just to whisper her name.

“Starlight...”

“Pinkie...” Starlight whispered back in her heavy breath.

Starlight felt something nudge her belly. She reached down and grabbed it. She pulled out Pinkie Pies PPK pistol and placed it on top of the small cupboard beside the bed. She turned around in her bed, feeling Pinky Pies heavy breath all the way. Once turned she felt herself being mounted from behind. She felt Pinkies wet kisses moving all the way across her mane. Once the kisses reached over her head she felt Pinkie Pies teeth bite hold of her hears.

The still air laid thick inside the actual Ponyville. The image of the TV screen reflected on the various dropped faces inside Twilights living room.

Peter Dinklage watched Pinkie Pie moving back and forth on top of Starlight Glimmer. He reached out his hands incredulously.

“But her pistol is lying on the cupboard!” He complained.