Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence

Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence

Special thanks to my proofreaders/editors: chasethebrony and Rainbowsoldier94

GOODNIGHT KISS

Life consists of a combination of both the good times and the bad. Lately we have been receiving more of the latter than the former. Twilight was still heavily medicated and undergoing therapy in her hospital in Canterlot and we were unable to do anything. Even visiting our friend was difficult as we had our lives to carry on in Ponyville, and traveling to Canterlot even once a week was too expensive for most of us.

If we could we would be by Twilight’s side, but at Princess Celestia's and Luna's recommendation, we kept our distance. Not for a lack of will to visit, but out of duty to our rulers and the doctors.

A week after our visit to Canterlot, I was sitting alone in my living room drinking some tea and trying to fight the ears that seemed to always just be a stray emotion away. Despite all the attempts to lift my mood, I always fell back into a tiresome melancholy. Why wouldn't I? My friend was suffering and I couldn't do anything about it but hope for the best.

Anyway, on this day was when my feelings got the best of me. Somepony knocked on the door, and by the rapid quality of the knocking, I knew exactly who it was: Pinkie Pie.

I opened the door to be greeted by that wide smile, that bouncy pink pony with a small wooden basket balanced precariously on her head.

At the sight of her, my mood improved substantially. It then soared to new levels of happiness when I was passed a card and discovered it to be a wedding invitation.

That day I felt pure joy for the first time in far too long. Not because I had forgotten Twilight, but because of the joy that at least somepony was actually being happy, despite the circumstances.

A week later the day of the wedding arrived. All of Ponyville was crowding around the downtown plaza. Princess Celestia was there to officiate, a big smile on her face and ready to wed the couple.

After the wedding, everything went better than expected. Then when we thought that things couldn't get better for them both, several weeks after their marriage we received news from Pinkie that she was pregnant. I thought that pregnancy would make that pony stop for a while, but it just somehow served to make her even more bouncy.

I confess that I was a little bit jealous. After all, I couldn't find a nice stallion for myself while the pony that I didn’t expect to get married AND pregnant was Pinkie. But of course I was happy for her... a ray of hope began to build in my heart.

The day had come when her baby was born, a beautiful white coated light pink maned earth pony filly with the most beautiful blue eyes that I had ever seen.

That day I discovered how wonderful Pinkie was; no matter what happened to her or to her friends she always faced it with a smile. A wide smile that spread into everypony that was around her. Pinkie is an example of life, even though she may be a little off sometimes but she doesn't mean it. It is her personality after all.

And I was pretty sure of how happy her husband was too. They would surely have a wonderful life together... If only life wasn't so cruel to them...

"Dammit I can't do anything about it!" yelled Rainbow Dash to the cloudy sky, "I can't believe that they sent us the wrong clouds! We were supposed to just get a light shower, but now we may have a flood here in Ponyville and if I go outside to try to change everything now the whole system might destabilize. Aargh!" she hollered while trotting in circles in her bedroom.

Rainbow looked out of her window at the town below and sighed.

“I hope nopony gets hurt” she whispered into the wind.

“Maybe I can go and try to give those ponies some warning.”

Gathering her weather goggles, she then leaped out into the maelstrom.

That afternoon's rain was surely stronger than scheduled. The sky was so dark that it seemed like it was midnight, but Mille-Feuille HAD to go to the post office to get his precious cargo of star-fruits or else his order of cakes would be delayed. If only the mailmare wasn't perpetually late, then he may have recieved them by now.

Pinkie was taking care of the newborn for the moment. So he had to do most of the work in the bakery for the time being. He didn't mind though; after all, Pinkie was being the best mother and wife that he could have ever asked for.

But sometimes being so overworked for so long was getting the best of him. Only sleeping four hours per night wasn't nearly enough and he could feel every hour of lost sleep trying to take control on his way to the post office. But his duty was calling him, forcing him onward. "At least if I finish this quick I'll have plenty of time to sleep". Pinkie was probably upstairs sleeping with the baby. He giggled softly at the thought. Pinkie was always singing to Strawberry Pie as they were going to sleep and he knew how much that filly loved her mom's songs.

He decided to stop stalling and readied himself to head to his destination. He took the spare keys from their hook, his windbreaker, the largest umbrella that he could find, and the receipt for his order.

The sound of thunder was cracking loudly outside, and his stomach tied itself into a small knot. He was getting nervous, but he refused to leave his order to the mercy of the mailmare.

He opened the door with a growing anxiety in his core. he shook his head as he thought, ‘It'll be for just twenty minutes or so, Pinkie is sleeping so she won't even notice... I'll just go as fast as I can though...'

He donned the windbreaker, quickly opened the door, opened his umbrella and locked the door behind him. 'Okay, first step done’. he thought confidently.

The cold rain was pouring down like mad; he was shivering from the freezing raindrops that managed to hit his uncovered face.

The wind was blowing strong and it was getting harder and harder to move.

'Dear Celestia I should had stayed at home... But I’m almost there. There's no turning back now.'

He continued walking down the road to the post office, the massive black clouds were blocking the sunlight almost completely and the heavy rain was forcing him to squint.

He had to pass over a somewhat tall hill to reach the post office. It was surely dangerous in a thunderstorm but it was the shortest way to his destination and if he managed to get there earlier, he could get his pack and head back home in no time.

With this thought in mind and newfound determination, he began his way up the hill, after several minutes he finally reached the top. He stopped for a brief moment to check which direction he was supposed to head to when suddenly everything went to complete darkness... He fell like a stone to the ground, the umbrella, or what was left of it, fell by his side as the rain only intensified more and more.

When Pinkie received the bad news, her world fell down and broke like a crystal ball, being reduced to tiny shards… So small that they couldn't be put together again.

I couldn't understand what was on the mind of that stallion that day to go out in the middle of a storm, walk onto a hill with a metal umbrella and think that he could escape the storm. But while I felt some anger towards him, he just suffered from a lack of judgment and then Pinkie Pie was left alone to take care of both their child AND bakery.

A week after the accident, Pinkie moved back in with her old bosses: the Cakes.

Pumpkin and Pound Cake were already going to school and were old enough to start helping around the shop so there wasn't too much work to be done at the bakery. Either way, Pinkie did what she could to help out, though in truth, it was mostly the Cakes helping out Pinkie.

Of course, life wasn't easy. Having so many ponies in the shop and the increasing costs of materials made them have to cut back on some of their expenses.

Pinkie tried to maintain her old attitude, but she obviously wasn’t the same pony we used to know.  She walked now, her love for parties was completely gone, and she was always busy.

Then one day she did the unimaginable. She simply... disappeared.

According to the Cakes, it was around five in the morning when they heard the sound of a door  opening. They didn't pay any attention to it but an hour or two later they woke up to find that it was the front door that was open and Pinkie was gone.

After a long time searching for Pinkie, they found nothing. All her things were still in place in the bedroom and her foal was still sleeping. They hoped that she just went out for a walk.

But something surely bothered them. She normally would leave them a note saying when she would leave and return. Hours passed, the foal would wake up soon and Pinkie was nowhere to be found.

I eventually heard the news from Twilight, she was on the verge of tears but she did her best as she told me what happened. She came to my home something around twelve hours after the events that I'm writing about.

Mr. Cake had eventually left Sugarcube Corner in search of Pinkie while Mrs. Cake stayed at home to take care of Pinkie's foal.

After Pinkie has been missing for two days, Princess Celestia was contacted and several search teams were organized and deployed to search for her.

That week was gloomy; the sun hasn't shown through the massive storm clouds that were still covering Ponyville. That week was so gloomy that even the weather was fitting to our mood.

Pinkie was gone and the only reason that I could find to explain why she did that was the most obvious one. She was depressed... And I wasn't blaming her for that, but I think that she made a bad decision by leaving us without even asking for help or advice. And at the same time I understood her because she was always the happiest one of us and when she became depressed, we weren't there to ask her how she was and how we could help her.

I was totally confused and couldn't focus on my work. I kept blaming myself for what had happened even though I knew, in the depths of my heart, that I wasn't guilty... Or I was wrong... I actually don't know.

At that time, all that I knew is that things were still taking a turn for the worst.