It was another sunny day in Ponyville. Another sunny day without a cloud in the sky, but what is this what everyone was truly feeling? Despite this very sunny day, the ponies of Ponyville were in a great state of mourning. Because of the towns size, when something happens, everyone knows. Yet, all of these times for bearable because of one pony. That pony's name was Pinkie Pie. This time though, Pinke Pie was nowhere to be seen.
"Could Pinkie Pie be... Mourning!?" Some ponies asked. To this there was some truth. The reason no one could find the pink party pony was because she did not want to be found. The reason for that surprised even me.
I have not yet told you, the reader, whom has died. The answer to that needs a story of its own...
30 days ago, two pony bakers left Ponyville to fill an order for the High Council of Yak-Yakistan. These two ponies were some of the best of the best. They were recommended by the pink party pony Pinkie Pie because of her close ties to both the bakers, and the Yakistinians. Trip was only supposed to last five days. The bodies were found on the 13th in the middle of the icy tundra leading to the yak village. The two ponies needed melted out before they could even be a identified. Once they were, they were identified as a one Mr. Cake and another Mrs. Cake. They never did reach their destination.
The news finally hit Ponyville that they had been found, everyone was happy. Unfortunately, there a so ight mistake in the telegram sent. The one that the people of Ponyville so our first was one saying that the two bakers of their town had been found. What it did not say what's the condition. That condition was dead. It was a full three days before they ever found out what truly happened to the Cakes. On the fourth day, instead of celebration streamers, coffins were made.
Now, you maybe wondering what Pinkie Pie did instead of put up streamers of celebration when the bad news came out. When the train has stopped at Ponyville, the innocent pink pony was standing there with a smile bigger than two locomotives. You can not imagine what happened when she saw what they towed out. She looked at the bodies and just stood there. A blank face was all that could be seen. No emotion, no sign of feeling, not a single thing. Yet, this face was on every pony's face at the time. What no one expected was for this face not to change. Even after all others reacted in someway, she did not. All she did was turn to her home and bounce back. Not a walk nor a tear filled run, but a bounce. Some say they even saw her smile, though I do not believe this. Not much was seen of her for many days after that. She could not even bring herself to attend the funeral, or at least, that is what the gossipers say.
The truth of what really happened to her is only written this very book. Some may say that this book is a work of false truths, but I tell you these things did happen. Ask me I know this? I know this because I was the one who committed these acts.
The day the Cakes' bodies were brought back took a visible toll on all who saw one another. Pinkie pie was the one exception. The reason for this was that no one saw her for another two weeks. Even after that, only glimpses were seen of her. Many thought her mourning or even thinking over the dicision that caused this mess. Her conclusion was that she had caused this. Not the Cakes' deaths, but her current mental state. Her worst fears had come to life. Not her mentors deaths, but her state of not caring. This state of mind confused the pink pony. She kept asking herself why she felt this way. Was it because she was too happy to think that way? Was it because she simply was not close enough to the Cakes' to even care?
Then she wondered," Does me thinking this confirm that I simply do not care?!" She did not think this in a happy matter. She thought the start and a quiet whisper. She did not even want her self to hear the thoughts leaching from her brain. These were thoughts to dangerous for even her and she had already thought them up just about 10 years back. She remembered this only now because emotions truly did control her memories...
(Flash Back)
It was a quiet day for the 15-year-old pony living on a rock farm with her parents. Even at this age, happiness filled her mind. Puberty still has his tolls though. just sitting in the room when she began to have thoughts about what happens in the future. What happened when someone she knew died? How would she react? Theses thoughts filled her mind.
Then she thought, "Will I even care?" This thought trouble to her for many nights. She kept thinking and thinking. That thinking brought upon fear. That fear turned to depression. When she finally did tell the parents, Her mental state was "down in the gutters" you might say. After that day, her family helped her through the thoughts. Soon, she forgot all about them. Though she still did fear what could happen...
(Out of back flash)
That is exactly what Pinkie Pie did: fear. Feared for her friends who, she now truly knew, would eventually die. She did not fear of their deaths, but what she would think of it. She began to think she had failed the past ponies who had died in Ponyville. The ones she had not mourned for when death came for them. This is what she did for two weeks before finally, someone saw her.
The pony that saw her was a little philies who recognized her from one of his parties. He recognized her because it was the best party he had ever had. He went to go to tell his parents, but by the time they came back, she was gone.
What happened to her after that, no one would know. Not even I, the writer of this book, knows what happened. The reason for this is that Pinkie Pie was drunk on Party Palace Wine since the third day of her isolation. When they found her after her first sighting it was three days later. She had fainted from exhaustion caused bye weeks of sleep deprivation. When she awoke, she remembered nothing of what she had done after those three days of isolation. When she heard of what had happened to her she realized something...
Mourning is not how you feel about them post-mortem, but how do you mourn over them after death.
Author's Note
Please, tell me of any errors I may have made, and also, this is a timeline when the Cakes' simply did not have children.
P.S. Ponyville is basically a 1920s to 1930s hamlet in its trust mentalities.