Warning:

1) This chapter was hard for me to make thanks to my bad choices in plot at the begining of the story.
I'm regeting my plot choices, but I'm committed now.
I don't want to give up or in, so I'm carrying on with this and trying to improve, I think I think I can manage.

2) This chapter may be changed or edited due to either :
Spelling or Grammar errors,(probably)
Plot changes in the next chapter or in the finished book,(unlikely)
When you are reading this, it is a draft or incomplete,(maybe)
Or I deleted or scraped the idea after publishing it. (i wouldn't)

3) This chapter is probably going to be longer than some of my others- like 500 to 600 words.
And might be cringy because of its length and my lack of imagination for characters I didn't create myself.
I'm ok with writing this story, though. And I'm ok with spending my free time writing this story, too.

You have been warned.
Thank you for reading this story, by doing this you are supporting my book alot, even if it's not by much.
......Enjoy!

She bouned, she walked fashionably, she squealed, I groaned.
I know I said that I was an MLP fan, and who wouldn't be, but I was really annoyed here.
It might be the fact that I trip every few seconds because of these hooves.
Or because I'm stuck in a world of pastel coloured ponies, where magic and myths could be real and my problem is finding a cat.

I carried on walking until I froze and said, "Wait... why am I waking when I can fly?"
Pinkie shrugged.
And then Rarity said,

"Well, to be honest, your wings are hardly noticable,"

Pinkie responded "Can't you see the outline of her wings?"
We all stared at her as if she had grown an extra head or something.
Then she saw the expressions of our face.

"Oh, um, I guess not?" I swear I saw her hair change for a split - second. Maybe it's just me,though.

We carried on walking, I felt like someone else was watching us. I just shrugged it off though.
'I must be hallucinating?' I thought, unsure.

*RUSTLE*

"What was that?!"Gulped Sweetie, in a scared tone.

*RUSTLE*
It carried on.

"Whatever it is, let's not find out," Rarity answered.
Then we ran. And ran. Until we ran....out of....breath.

The rustling carried on.
Then, it stopped, and was replaced with... meows?

"Opal!"Yelled Rarity as she gave the mammal a big hug.

"Wow,what a page turner!"Pinkie exclaimed.

Le Time Skip!
*BBBBBBBBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*

"Oh, I can't thank you enough for helping me find Opal, is there anything I can do to repay you?" Said Rarity in her 'normal' dramatic voice.

"Well-" I started, before getting the ' No you can't ' stare from Pinkie Pie.Then rephrased my sentence.
"No need for that, you don't have to give me anything, we're friends."

We said our good byes and left.

"Where should we go next?"I asked.

She reponded mysteriously , "Home,"

"SugarCube Corner?"

"No, we're taking YOU home, to your own universe!"

"How do you-"

"I'm Pinkie, I know all ponies here, plus you don't exactly look like a pony in those cat ears, all evidence leads to that, don't underestimate Pinkamena Diane Pie,"

"Oookay?"

"I have a plan to take you home, you'll be happy, and I'll be happy to make you happy,"
She smiled.

"But how?"

"You'll see."

AND THAT IS ALL.

Author's Note

This chapter was made to move the plot along, next time you watch the show, don't underestimate Pinkie.