FEAR is magic

Pinkie pie quickly opened her eyes. She was in a dark room; that somehow

looked familiar. As she became more conscious, she realised she was tied to a

wall, standing on her hind legs, the only light in the room was from a small light

bulb that was hanging from the ceiling above.

A million things were going through her head, but all she did, was let out a

quiet “Hello?”

“Oh hello pinkie, finally awake I see,” the spine chilling voice said through the

darkness. “I tried to talk to you earlier, but you wouldn’t stop screaming, I’m

sorry but I used the wrong fear gas on you by accident.”

Pinkie just stared into darkness, still trying to process what was happening.

“Don’t remember? Not surprising.”

Pinkie could only stare as the shadowy figure emerged from the darkness. As

the light hit the figure, Pinkie could see just what he was; he was wearing a

hood, and mask made out of sack. He had a rope around his neck as is he’s just

been hung. He also had a strange piece of metal on the front of his right leg.

His mask had eye holes, so she could see his dark eyes staring at her, but what

scared her most of all, was his cutie mark. It was a pitch fork with blood on it,

the sight itself was not scary, but the memories that it brought back were what

scared her.

“W…w..what are you?”

“You don’t remember me? Well don’t worry Pinkie, we’re about to get

reacquainted,” he said as he held up his right leg to pinkies face. Gas suddenly

came out of the metal device as Pinkie felt her spine tingle and everything

around her go blurry, except for him. “I am fear pinkie, and we’re about to get

to know each other a lot better.”

Twilight sparkle walked into Sugar Cube Corner with a smile on her face. “Hello

Mrs Cake, is Pinkie here?.” Twilight said cheerfully.

“Sorry dear, she never came home last night.”

Twilight looked puzzled. “That’s strange, she was going to bake me some

muffins for a picnic later,” Twilight thought for a second if she could remember

pinkie cancelling or saying she had to go somewhere? “No I don’t remember

her cancelling and she would have mentioned it to me if she had to cancel.”

“Maybe something important happened?”

‘That is plausible,’ Twilight thought. ‘But if something did happen she would of

found a way to contact me!’

“Hello is Pinkie Pie here?” A voice from behind twilight said “Hello there, my

name is Crane and Pinkie Pie promised that she would give me a tour of Pony

Ville, Is she in?”

“Why hello I’m twilight sparkle and… wait… did you say promised.”

“Pinkie promise, to be precise.”

All twilight could do is stand there with a worried look on her face.

“I’m sorry twilight, is everything okay.” Asked Crane as he looked past her at

misses Cake, who had stopped what she was doing and also had a shocked

look on her face.”

“I need to find Pinkie… she must be in trouble!” Twilight said with a

determined look on her face.

“Can I help,” Crane asked, “I mean, two heads are better than one, right?”

“Yeah, you can help me.” Twilight replied a bit surprised, but then again pinkie

was good at making new friends.

After forty five minutes of walking into random shops, asking if anyone had

seen Pinkie, which no-one had, Twilight and crane were getting worried.

“So then,” Twilight asked trying to start a conversation, “How do you know

Pinkie?”

“We met yesterday,” Crane replied, peering through shop windows, hoping for

a glimpse of pinkie, “How do you know her.”

“She’s one of my best friends.” Twilight said looking at random objects,hoping

that she would suddenly appear.

“Wow best friend, you must get so many parties.”

“She does throw a lot of parties.” Twilight chuckled.

“You are so lucky to have some pony like pinkie here.”

“Yes, she’s nice.” Twilight said, slightly confused at why Crane would say that.

“I mean, there’s no other place in Equestria where there’s some pony as nice

as pinkie.”

“You said you just met her yesterday didn’t you?.”

“Yes but she started rambling yesterday. From what I can tell she does pretty

much everything for her friends.”

“Yes she does doesn’t she,” twilight hadn’t given it much thought, but she

can’t remember pinkie doing something selfish, it seemed as if everything she

did was for her friends or in the name of making new friends, “wait did you say

rambling?”

“Yes she does ramble a bit, but everything she says is very enlightening.”

“Really?” twilight said shocked

“Yes don’t you listen to her rambling?”

“Well I kind of zone out when she starts to ramble.”

“You said you are one of her best friends?”

Twilight felt insulted at what Crane had just said “I’m going to go to Sweet

Apple Acers to see if she’s there. You stay here and look for her in some

shops.”

“Okay see you later Twi.” Crane said with a smile on his face waving as twilight

left.

When twilight left Crane looked around, he saw a shop called bon bon’s bon

bon’s. Crane walked in the in the shop, when in there he could see millions

of different kinds of sweets but walked straight past them. He walked up to a

pony with a pale, cream coat and a navy blue mane with pink stripes

“Oh hello, I didn’t see you there, come in, I’m bon-bon from bon bon’s, bon

bon’s.”

“That sounds fun to say.” Crane said with a smile.

“It is,” giggled bon-bon, “now you haven’t come here before so you get a free

sample Mr…”

“Please call me Crane, and I don’t need any free samples, and FYI, its Dr.” He

said jokingly.

“Okay and FYI Its sample.” Bon-bon replies jokingly.

“Very funny, but the reason I’m here is I need to ask you if you’ve seen pinkie

pie, she’s gone missing and something might of happened to her.”

Bon-bon seemed shocked at what crane had just said. “Oh no, pinkies missing,

you have to let me help. But I can’t leave the shop unattended…”

“Hi Bonnie.” A voice from behind Crane said.

Crane turned round to see a smiling mint coloured unicorn with a saddle bag

full of shopping.

“Oh Lyra, thank god you’re here, I need you to take care of the shop while I’m

gone.” Bon-bon asked nicely.

“What, I just went to the shops for you.” Lyra moaned.

“And I’ve been working at the shop for longer so I’m the one who’s done the

most work.” Bon-bon argued.

“Well… erm… I’d love to but I need to finish my music project.” Lyra protested

with a fake smile.

“You told me you finished it yesterday.” Bon-bon said knowing Lyra was lying.

“Dam, why do you have to be such a good listener.” Lyra said knowing she was

not going to win this argument.

Bon-bon, realising she had won the argument, took a coin out of her

pocket. “Tell you what I’ll flip a coin, heads you take care of the shop, tails

you can do anything you want as long as it’s not related to humans,” chuckled

Bon-bon as she used her hoof to flip her coin in the air before it landing on her

hoof, “heads I win again.”

“That’s just mean,” Lyra complained “we both know that’s double sided.”

“You’re just mad because you’ve lost two hundred coin tosses in a row.” Bon-

bon giggled with a devilish smile. “Now Crane, shall we go.”

As Bon-bon and Crane left Lyra stuck her tongue out at Bon-bon.

“Sorry about that Crane, Lyra’s amazing but she is unbelievably lazy.”

“No worries, but I thought pony’s had to introduce there marefriends.”

“She’s actually my wife.”

“That’s more of a reason to introduce her to me.”

“I’ll introduce her after we’ve found Pinkie.”

“Okay. I’ve looked all around here, do you know anywhere she could be.”

“She might be at carrot tops house; she said pinkie and Ditzy where going to

make some muffins at some point today.” Bon-bon said leading the way.

“Who’s carrot top and Ditzy?” Crane asked inquisitively.

“Oh Carrot top and Ditzy are close friends of mine, there roommates with

Ditty’s daughter Dinky, Oh and ditzy has this eye problem so don’t say anything

about it.”

“I promise I won’t… so how long have you and Lyra been together?”

“We’ve been together five years and been married for three, it’s actually our

anniversary in two days.”

“That’s lovely, how did you two meet.”

Bon-bon chuckled. “I can’t remember a time when I didn’t know Lyra, we met

when I was very small, we’re responsible for each other’s cutie marks, I was

the first person to hear her play her lyre, which gave her the lyre cutie mark

and Lyra invited me round to make some sweets and that’s when I got my

cutie mark,” Bon-bons eyes started to swell when the memorise came back to

her, “speaking of cutie marks what’s yours, your cloths cover it up.”

“Just a note pad, nothing special.” Crane replied

“Sorry about the crying, I do that when I think of old memories.”

“Don’t worry; I actually think it’s cute.”

“So whys your cutie mark a note pad.”

“I’m a behaviour physiatrist.”

“So you can tell me if I’m insane or not.”

“Yes I can and I have some bad news, I’m not real.”

They both laughed.

Twilight, on the way to Sweet Apple Acres, couldn’t stop thinking about what

Crane had said. Pinkie pie and her were good friends, there’s no questioning

that, but when twilight thought about it, she had really undermined pinkie for

who she is and what she does, she couldn’t think of anyone else she's ever met

who dedicates her life to try and make people happy. She makes friend not

to make her feel happy but to make them feel happy. The more she thought

about it she realised that pinkie made that party for me when I moved to Pony

Ville wasn’t for her fun, it was because pinkie thought i was sad and she didn’t

want that.

“Hello Twilight.” A familiar voice said, interrupting her thoughts.

“Hello Applejack, how are you,” twilight replied

“I’m fine, so what brings you round these parts.”

“Erm… well… I don’t know how to say this but pinkie pie’s… missing.”

“What, that’s terrible.”

“And I came round to ask if you’ve seen her.”

“Well last time I saw her was… wait… what.” Applejack started looking past

Twilight, something in the distance caught her eye.

“Applejack, are you okay.”

Applejack just ignored Twilight and galloped straight past her, after a second to

process what she had done, twilight followed her.

“So Lyras pregnant,” Crane said, “That’s wonderful for you two.”

“And scary,” Bon-bon said.

“Oh yes I read an article on combining eggs to impregnate somepony and how

they perfected it a week ago… wait it’s another week till ponies are allowed to

do that.”

“Well yes we did it the old way.”

“You mean how they turn one of you into a stallion…”

“I rely don’t want to talk about it.” Bon-bon said strongly.

“Oh, I see.”

“Well we’re here,” said Bon-bon said walking up to the door of a house next

to a carrot farm. Bon-bon knocked on the door. “Carrot top… Ditzy… Dinky…

hello… that’s strange there not in.” Bon-bon turned round to crane with a

confused look on her face witch suddenly changed to a horrified look.

“Bon-bon, are you ok,” Crane looked behind him “what on equestria is that.”

Twilight managed to catch up with Applejack who was standing perfectly

still. “Applejack what are you looking… oh sweet Celestia!” Twilight screamed.

In front of them, the site they saw was Applejacks field scarecrow only it had a

pitch fork through it, covered in blood with a note attached.

At Carrot tops field Crane and Bon-bon were looking at an almost identical site.

“It can’t be real blood this is a scarecrow, there made of straw,” Crane said

quite angrily. He took of the note that he read out load, “she died crying, it’s

written in fake blood, what does it mean?

Bon-bon could not say anything, still in shock over what she was looking at, but

she did take comfort in what crane was saying, ‘the blood must be fake, it’s

a scarecrow, they can’t bleed,’ thought Bon-bon until she noticed something

sticking out of the back of the scarecrows mask, ‘that orange piece of hair

looks just like Carrot… oh please no.’

“Twilight calm down, the bloods fake it’s a scarecrow there made of straw.”

Apple jack grabbed the mask and took it off to prove a point but her expression

changed as soon as she did.

“Oh gosh, Ditzy!”