Chapters It’s a normal morning in Pony Ville; the sun rising in the east, the sound of the rooster at Sweet Apple Acres, the smell of Sweetiebell burning breakfast again. And a pink pony, waking at an unusually early hour.
Pinkie pie was woken by her pinkie senses, this pinkie sense has a certain way of telling pinkie what was about to happen, but there was something wrong with it today. It was telling her that she was going to meet somepony new today, but every time she twitched or wiggled, it sent a shiver down her spine. It confused her. It scared her!
Pinkie pie sat up in her bed and looked over to the open window, ‘It must have been the draft from that window which coursed the shivers?’ She thought.
She looked at the clock; she wasn’t supposed to be up for another hour! But there was no point in going back to sleep, so Pinkie got up and trotted downstairs to get her breakfast, trying to get her head around what her pinkie senses were telling her.
As soon as she trotted into the kitchen, she realised that she had trotted into the kitchen. Trotted, not bounced. Either she was still sleepy from waking up early, or this strange pinkie sense was getting to her?
Pinkie started making herself some pancakes for breakfast, the strange pinkie sense was all she could think about, but she didn’t know why. ‘I don’t get it,’ she thought, ‘My pinkie sense always tells me when I’m going to meet somepony new and it always tells me what they are going to be like, but all that did was make me feel strange, uneasy and scared…’ she thought about how the pinkie sense could actually scare her? ‘Maybe the pony I’m going to meet today will frighten me, like Zecora did, but now I’ve learnt not to judge a pony (or zebra) on what they look like… what if that pony is an axe murderer!? or a dentist! or someone who collects spider’s… I hate spiders! I remember when that spider…’
“Hello dear up early I see.” Pinkie’s thoughts where interrupted by a blue earth pony walking down the stairs.
“Oh, hi Mrs Cake, I didn’t see you there.” Pinkie replied.
“Are you okay Pinkie?” Asked Mrs Cake.
“Yes” pinkie said quickly without thinking, “why do you ask?”
“Because your pancake is on fire” Said Mrs Cake with a chuckle, having seen this scene a hundred times.
Pinkie pie, after taking a second to register what misses cake had just said she looked at her pancake and let out a yelp of surprise as she threw water over the flames.
After putting out the fire and making a new pancake, Pinkie sat eating while gazing out of the window, she had been trying to think of what to do about the Pinkie sense, when she saw this new pony, ‘should I just ignore this pony? No! I can’t do that! What if they find out I’ve been ignoring them and then don’t want to be my friend? What if they are friends with one of my friends and then they don’t want to my friend anymore, and what if all of their friends don’t want to…’
Her thoughts where silenced as a shiver rolled down her spine when she saw him. Pinkie didn’t notice at first, but suddenly it clicked. She saw a white earth pony walking down the street, a blank look on his face; she couldn’t take her eyes of him! He had scruffy black hair and grubby specs, he was wearing a saddlebag with a map inside and he had a strange piece of clothing that was covering his cutie mark.
‘I have to go out and meet him.’ She thought to herself, but she didn’t want to. Every bone in her body was telling her not to go outside and talk to him, but she had no reason not to. There was no real reason not to go out there and talk to him. If anything, there were so many reasons to go and see to him. She always wanted more friends and he seemed lost, so giving him a tour of Pony Ville would be a perfect way to get to know him.
After a minute of thinking about what to do, the pony she was looking at stopped to take his map out and then he put it on the ground in front of him while he stared at it.
‘This is my chance,’ thought pinkie, ‘it’s now or never!’
She put on here happy face, opened the door and bounced outside to greet this new pony.
“Hello I’m pinkie pie but all my friends call me pinkie and I couldn’t help but notice you seem lost and I was wondering if I could show you around?” She said, prepared for whatever this new pony could say to her.
To her surprise he just smiled and said “why hello pinkie I’m Dr Jonathan Crane but you can call me Crane and I would love some directions I’m new here and would love to know where there’s a café for a nice cup of coffee and a sit down. You’re welcome to stay and chat with me if you would like?”
Pinkie was surprised by how kind he was, ‘I guess there wasn’t anything to worry about.’ She thought to herself.
“Yes please, I’d love to Crane, it’s just this way.” She said with a massive heart-warming smile as she led the way hopping.
“Great,” Crane said with a smile, though not as big as pinkies, but equally as heart-warming as he followed her. “You seem to be very happy about this coffee.” Crane Exclaimed.
“Oh I’m just excited about meeting a new friend.” Pinkie said thinking about why she was so scared about meeting this new pony.
“Well I’m just glad to see you’re happy.”
“Don’t worry I’m always happy.” Pinkie said while still amazed at how nice Crane was being
“Interesting” he said with an inquisitive look on his face
“Interesting how?” pinkie asked, looking rather confused.
“Oh sorry, I’m a behavioural psychiatrist, I do that sometimes.” Crane said with a sorry look on his face. “I do apologise.”
“Don’t be sorry, that’s a good job, I was scared you’d turn out to be a dentist, or someone who studies spiders, I really don’t like spiders!
“Now that is interesting.” Noted crane.
“You’re doing it again!”
“Sorry, my specialty is fear.”
“Now that’s creepy.”
“Not as creepy as a grown woman being scared of a dentist.” Crane said jokingly.
“Hay! That’s a common fear you know.”
Crane laughed “why would you be worried about me being a dentist, don’t you have one in Pony Ville?”
“We did, but then a pony called Colgate started stalking her.”
“HEY!”
Both of them turned to see two ponies getting food from the market.
“I was not stalking her, we were just good friends.” Colgate hissed in annoyance.
“You had a poster of her in your bedroom.” Said the plum coloured pony next to her.
“Berry you’re not helping.” Colgate said glaring at her.
“What made you think I was trying to help you” Berry said with a smug look on her face.
Pinkie, crane and berry all busted into laughter wile Colgate stood there with an annoyed look on her face. Chuckling to themselves, pinkie and crane left.
“If I was a stallion it would have been beyond creepy.” Colgate reasoned
“It’s still creepy because of the fact you’re a fillyfooler.”
“Shush, not so loud, somepony might hear you.”
“Colgate, you’re so far in the closet, you’re in Narnia! Hold on I’ll help you with that problem. HAY EVERYPONY, COLGATE IS A FILLIE…” Colgate put her hoof in berry’s mouth.
“I hate you sometimes.”
“Your hoof tastes fishy.”
“You’re disgusting.”
Pinkie and Crane were sitting at the café drinking coffee and enjoying the scenery.
“So,” pinkie said breaking the silence “are you moving here or just visiting?”
“I’m moving into a house here from Gotham City,” replied Crane “have you heard of it.”
“Yes it’s apparently the only major city that isn’t a bad horse pun.”
Crane chuckled “yes that’s the one but it is a horrible neighbourhood, it’s not the kind of place you would want to raise a family, let alone look for that pink frizzy haired special some pony.”
“Are you flirting with me?” Pinkie said surprised.
“Well you haven’t thrown your drink at me like all the other times I flirted so I’m going with no.” Crane said with a smile.
Pinkie blushed. Her attention was quickly brought to Cranes strange cloths (mainly because she was trying to avoid what was happening with her and crane.) “I’ve never seen cloths like that before, are they popular in Gotham?.”
“Yes, almost everypony wears them in Gotham.”
“It covers up your cutie mark.”
“It’s not the best cutie marks.”
“Can I see it?”
“Well unless you can see through fabric probably not.”
“Just take it off.”
“are you asking me to take of my clothes?”
“Well… erm.” Pinkie said blushing again.
“Are you flirting with me?”
“Well… I err… erm.” Pinkie tried to say something but when she opened her mouth, all that came out was air.
Crane just laughed and said “don’t worry pinkie, I’m only joking,” Pinkie gave a sigh of relief “so then enough about me, tell me about yourself.”
As soon as she heard thoughts words Pinkie started speaking faster than the speed of light about what she does around Pony Ville. Despite her talking fast enough to make a pony want to rip their ears off, Crane surprisingly (and impressively) listened carefully to everything pinkie was saying and managed to process it.
“Wait so you use half of the money from Sugar Cube Corner to pay for non-profit parties along with all the money you make from profit parties.” Crane asked.
Pinkie sat there with a gobsmacked look on her face clicking in her head over what just happened ‘I was talking, he was listening, he understood all I was saying and when he thought he miss-heard something, he asked me if he heard it right?’ Thought pinkie, “Erm… yes… that’s right.”
“Well Pony Ville is amazingly lucky to have somepony to spread smiles. If only every town could have a Pinkie pie.”
Pinkie was touched to have that said to her, she knows she’s appreciated but when somepony says it out load, it makes her feel warm inside. “Thanks.” Pinkie said with the biggest smile she’s had in a while.
“Don’t mention it.” Crane said back with another heart-warming smile.
“Wow,” Pinkie said looking at a massive five story house “This is your house?”
“Sure is. I’ve already had a couple of stallions pre-sort the house out,” crane said as he took of his saddle bag and pulled out a pocket watch “I’m sorry but it’s too late for you to come in and look around with me, but if you give me a tour of Pony Ville I promise to give you a tour of the house.”
“Ok it’s a date, I mean, erm, a plan. I’ll meet you at Sugar Cube Corner tomorrow? Pinkie promise.”
“Pinkie promise?”
“Yes, it’s the same as a promise only nopony breaks a Pinkie promise!”
“I see,” Crane says before he holds up his watch towards pinkie “here’s a gift from me to you.”
Pinkie looks at the watch and notices how expensive it looks “No, I can’t take your watch.”
“Come on, it’s a present.”
“No, I don’t deserve something like this.”
“Listen to me pinkie, if anypony deserves this it’s you.”
Pinkie blushes “I don’t need to know what time it is.”
“Yes you do because you’re unaware that the time is for you to shut up and take my watch.”
Pinkie gives in. She takes the watch and puts it on noticing how amazing it is. “Thank you Crane.”
“My pleasure Pinkie.” He says as he turns round to walk towards his house. “Well, good night.”
“Good night crane.” Pinkie says as she turns round to walk home.
‘Wow,’ Pinkie thinks ‘he is so nice, kind, generous and a really good listener. I just know he’s going to be one of my best friends, although I think he might want to be a little more than friends? Oh Crane and Twilight are going to get on really well; he’s a kind of scientist. Rarity and Crane will as well because he knows about fashion in Gotham. Fluttershy and Crane will be friends because he did a course on being a vet. Applejack likes everypony and Crane said he used to live on a farm, so they should be able to share some stories. And crane said he knows some famous people, so maybe he knows the wonder bolts and if he gets rainbow dash to meet them they will be PFF’s. Oh this is amazing! The pony I met is amazing! I don’t know why I was having a bad feeling about him…’
Just as she thought that the watch made a loud clicking noise.
Pinkie looked at the watch with a confused look when gas spayed out of each end of the watch.
Pinkie gasps as her vision becomes blurred and everything start’s to shake. All that was going through her head was confusion when she hit the ground.
Pinkie woke up in a dark room strapped to a wall.
Still confused, she looked around to see if there were any clues that could tell her where she was, but all she could see was a shadowy figure trotting towards her with a spine chilling voice that said.
“Hello Pinkie, now a little birdy told me that you like cupcakes”
And all pinkie could do was scream. And that’s all she did do.
For great fear there must be great mystery
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!”
And now the crying starts
Before you read this I just want to say this has not been grammar corrected and will be grammar corrected in about a week or two, but I decided to update this because I haven’t updated in a long time. So you can read this chapter now with bad grammar or later with good grammar. Choose wisely my friend.
Twilight and Applejack just stood there shaken, they knew what they were looking at but neither of them could believe it, neither of them wanted to believe it. Their friend ditzy was dead, in front of them, with a pitch fork through her, blood everywhere. Applejack grabbed the note and looked at it. A second later she dropped it on the ground. Twilight could see what it said.
She begged so much for me to stop.
It was written in blood, probably her blood. Twilight couldn’t understand why somepony would do this. She couldn’t think straight, she thought she was going to be sick.
“Twilight…” Applejack said with a cold tone. “You need to go to the police.”
Twilight said nothing, she just trotted off understanding what needed to be done.
Applejack was by herself. Just looking at her friend, her head then sank so she was facing the ground, she could no longer bare to look, she saw water hit the ground in front of her, her first thought was that it was raining, but quickly realised she was crying, she couldn’t remember the last time she cried.
“Sis, why are you looking at the scarecrow?”
Oh sweet Celestia it’s Applebloom. “Applebloom don’t come over here!” yelled Applejack.
“Why, what’s happened.”
“Just don’t come over here, turn round and go back to the barn!”
Cheerilee was walking to Carrot tops house, Dinky hadn’t been at school today and she was starting to get worried. Before she got there she heard somepony crying, as she turned the corner she saw Bon-bon walking down the road crying next to somepony she had never seen before.
“Bon-bon are you ok.” Cheerilee with a concerned tone to her voice asked.
“Cheerilee,” Bon-bon said surprised, “what are you doing here?”
“Ditzy wasn’t at school today and I came to check if everything is okay.”
Bon-bon suddenly broke down on top of Cheerilee hugging here and crying into here mane.
Cheerilee looked up at the stallion Bon-bon was with. “What happened?”
“Carrot top… she’s… she’s been… murdered.” Crane said with a cold face
Cheerilee couldn’t believe what she had just heard. She tried to think of something to say but her thoughts where blocked by Bon-bons screaming.
“WHY… WHY HER… WHO WOULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS!?”
“I don’t know… I really don’t know.” Crane said on the edge of tiers.
Cheerilee knew she need do something, she pulled away from Bon-bon and looked at her blood shot eyes and said, “Bon-bon I know you’re upset, but we need to go to the police.”
Bon-bon sniffed, she knew they had to go to the police, but she just didn’t know what to do, and the only thing she could do was cry.
The journey back to the centre of Pony Ville was long and silent. They could see the police station when Bon-bon stopped suddenly, tears watering down her face but she could say nothing, she just stood still and with a blank face covered with tears. Crane went to comfort her but Cheerilee carried on walking knowing she had to carry on towards the police station.
“Cheerilee, what’s up?” Berry said from galloping up to her obviously not seeing Bon-bon or Crane, “what's the matter, don’t be sad, this is a time to be happy.”
Bon-bon then burst into tears and started galloped down the road.
“What is wrong with you!?” Crane shouted angrily before trotting past her heading towards the police station.
“What just happened?” Berry said confused.
“Carrot top has been murdered.” Cheerilee said almost bitterly.
Berry was taken off guard by this news being sprung on her. “I… I didn’t know.”
“Well you never do know, always thinking if you go and get drunk again equestria will fix its self.” Cheerilee said before following Crane towards the police station.
Berry could only stand there in shock over what her sister had just said. She didn’t know what she had done, but then she looked at her hoof, she was holding some punch. Her mind went blank, shocked by herself. There was a smashing noise. She had dropped the glass on the ground. She could think for a second that second was all it took for everything to click in her head, what had happened, what she had done and what she was doing. Berry started to cry and trotted to the only place she could think of going, the bar.
As Cheerilee caught up with Crane she thought she might have been a bit harsh to her sister, but she had more important matters to attend to.
As they walked into the police station, they saw Twilight crying, trying to explain to the officer what she had seen.
“Twilight, what are you doing here.” Crane asked.
Twilight quickly turned to see two concerned pony’s looking at her, she couldn’t contain it, and she fell to the floor crying her eyes out, “Ditzys dead, she's been murdered.”
The officer got up out of his seat with a serious look on his face and talked into his radio. “All available units come to the station there’s been a murder.” He then trotted next Twilight and put his arm round her. “I need to know where she is, can you show me.” He said with a sincere tone.
Twilight got up. Her expression was cold, it was as if she had given up and wanted to forget what was happening around her. “She’s at Apple Acores… dressed as a scarecrow… she’s been stabbed through the back with a pitch fork.”
“The same thing happened to Carrot top.” Crane said surprised.
Cheerilee was shocked at what she had just herd, she knew that Carrot top had been murdered but she didn’t know this was how it happened, she didn’t ask, why would she, and Ditzys dead too, she didn’t know how to react.
“I need to go home.” Twilight said. Without waiting for a response she walked out the door and headed home.
Twilight had never had to deal with death. Her grandparents are still alive. She’s never had a pet before Owlicious, and she has never been to a funeral. She felt like she was getting put in the deep end before she’d learnt how to swim. Two of her good friends had been murdered in horrible circumstances and she was not handling it well. Her face showed her misery, her eyes where puffy and red, her mane was scruffy and her expression was lifeless.
Back at the police station, most of the police ponies had arrived and where getting there equipment ready. Crane and Cheerilee where still there after explaining everything to the officer, Crane was told to stay due to his background with criminal phycology and Cheerilee was told to stay encase Dinky was there and needed comforting.
“Okay everypony,” the Sargent said beginning his prep talk, “there have been at least two murders, one at Sweet Apple Acores and the other at Carrot tops farm, half of you will go to Apple Acores and the other half are going to Carrot tops farm with me, Crane and Cheerilee. This is a crime scene to a psychopathic murder. I will need a full analysis of the aria. The murderer might still be at one of the crime scenes so armed personnel will need to scout the aria. Alright pony’s move out!”
All of the ponies marched towards the Crime scenes, followed by Crane and Cheerilee.
When Twilight got to the library, she was greeted by spike upstairs doing chores.
“Hi twilight did you get the stuff for the picnic later,” Spike said unaware of what just happened, “and the post didn’t arrive again, Ditzy probably saw a muffin and got side-tracked again or…”
“DON’T EVER SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT ABOUT HER!” Twilight screamed before breaking down into tears.
Spike was shocked by this response and rushed to comfort her knowing something was wrong. “Twilight what happened.” Asked spike in a comforting tone.
Twilight picked herself off the flour and looked spike in the eye. “I’m sorry spike… but I can’t tell you… because I can’t say it… and I know you won’t be able to hear it. Please Spike I need to go to bed.”
Spike was rely concerned about Twilight but understood she had to be alone, so he tried to ignore what had just happened and got on with his chores.
Five minutes have passed since twilight collapsed and spike couldn’t stop speculating why it happened. ‘Why would Twilight of got so sad over me making a joke about Ditzy, it wasn’t even a mean joke, I didn’t make a derpy joke about her or anything. Wait maybe Twilight has a crush on Ditzy, no Twilight doesn’t swing that way and I’m Shure Ditzy doesn’t, then again Twilight has never had a clotfriend, but she also hasn’t had a marefriend either, Twilight rely needs to get out there more… wait maybe something going on with her and princess Celestia… no that’s stupid, I’m sure the age difference would be a problem, there something like ten thousand years apart from each other, wait Spike you’re getting of topic. What if something bad had happened to Ditzy, what is she’s been rely badly hurt or zombies attacked her or what if…”
His thoughts were put to rest by a certain pony trotting in with a massive smile on her face.
“Hello Spike is Twilight here?” A voce that sounded very familiar to Twilight said.
Twilight got out of bed and looked downstairs to see a female unicorn with a lavender pink coat, a violet mane and tail with a floral lavender streak, Amethyst! Ditzys other daughter!
“No sorry Amethyst, Twilights… erm sick and is upstairs resting. Is there anything I can help you with?” Spike asked.
“Oh I’m sorry to hear that,” said Amethyst with a concerned look on her face, “I’m actually here to get my mum’s birthday present, do you know where it is.”
‘She has no idea about what’s happened. How could this be happening?’ Twilight thought.
“Yes I think I know where it is, I’ll just go look.” Spike said before going through a door to look. “So did you enjoy that little holiday you and your friends went on.”
‘I have to tell her, I need to tell her… but how.’
“OMG yes, it was so much fun,” Amethyst said with that energy only a 14 year old mare had, “I am so glad my mum let me go on it, you know how protective she can be sometimes.”
‘This could not get any harder, come on twilight just tell her.’
“Well you are only fourteen.” Spike replied.
‘Come on Twilight, do something, anything.’
“Well we all need to grow up sometime, accept you Spike, last time you tried that you almost destroyed half of Pony Ville.” Amethyst joked.
‘She’s so happy, how could I do this to her, no Twilight you need to do this.’
“I’ve found it, the note says “to the best mum in all of Equestria, love from Amethyst.” Rely?” Spike kids.
‘The more you put this off, the worse it’s going to get.’
“Yes spike, we all need to be nice to the people we love, we don’t know how long there goanna be around for.” Amethyst said holding her chin high.
‘Come on Twilight, open your mouth and say something.’
“You got her a book… what's it about?” Spike asked trying to sound interested.
‘It’s now or never… no now, not never.’
“It’s a very good book, my mum used to read it to me when I was little before we lost it when we moved, we never got to the end of it so I thought we could finish it now, I know I’m getting a little old for reading with my mum but you rely want to hold on to thoughts memorise, it’s the ones you miss.”
‘Why… why do I have to do this?”
“Sounds cheesy… but the way you put it was nice.” Spike replied with a smile.
‘Okay Twilight get it together, you can do this.’
“Aw, behind those scales you’re just a little softy. (Spike glares at her.) Well I better be on my way.”
“Amethyst.” Twilight finally said.
“Oh hello twilight, I didn’t see… Twilight are you okay, you don’t look good. Sorry I’d love to stay and chat but I haven’t said hello to my mum yet and I was supposed to be there half an hour ago, so she's probably getting worried and plus Carrot top said she’d make me my favourite carrot soup.” Amethyst said before heading towards the door.
“Amethyst wait.” Twilight said trying to overcome the pain of telling her.
Amethyst stopped and turned round with a heart-warming smile on her face. “Yes Twilight.”
‘Twilight you have to do it, just say it.’ “Carrot top and Ditzy have been murdered.”
There was a silence, a long silence, a painful silence. When the words were spoken Amethyst’s smile has completely despaired, replaced by a face that could only show sadness. Twilight felt evil for putting an end to such happiness, she felt as if she had reached into Amethyst’s hart and pulled out the happiness from her soul. Although she felt horrible for doing it, she knew she had done the right thing. All Twilight wanted was for Amethyst to do something, she didn’t know what she wanted her to do, but she couldn’t say anything until Amethyst did say something.
“No,” Amethyst began to say, “No, this can’t be true…” she looked directly at Twilight with an angry face, “no Twilight you’re wrong! There must be some kind of mistake.”
Twilight couldn’t tell if she was pleading her to be wrong or is she was just angry.
“Amethyst…” Twilight tried to say.
“NO! You’re lying to me, why would you lie to me, Twilight.” Amethyst yelled.
Twilight didn’t know how to react, she didn’t expect this to happen, and she couldn’t think of what to say.
“I’m sorry…” twilight tried to say again.
“NO! How dare you do this to me Twilight!” Amethyst Screamed before galloping out the door crying.
Spike was standing there the whole time silently. He looked at Twilight with a look of sadness and disbelief. He had a tear in his eye, he was crying.
Twilight could do nothing, so she just went back to bed.
Cheerilee, Crane and the Sargent trotted behind a group of police ponies. The Sargent was talking on the radio about the other squad being late to Sweet Apple Acores. They had been walking for about five minutes and they were approaching Carrot tops farm.
While they were walking Crane noticed Cheerilee’s hoof was shaking.
“Cheerilee, are you okay?” Crane asked with a kind tone.
“Yes… why wouldn’t I be?” Cheerilee said surprised by the sudden conversation.
“Because two of your friends have been murdered.” Crane said calmly.
Cheerilee looked down to the floor ashamed at what she had just said. “I’m sorry it’s just that I… well I…”
“You deal with stress by hiding your emotions and trying to fix the problem, but when you can’t fix a problem you try to hide away from it and try and pretend it’s not there but with this problem, although you can’t fix this problem you’re forced to face it. That and the gilt you feel from trying to hide your friends death from yourself is eating you up inside.”
Cheerilee was surprised to say the least. Crane had just told her more than she dared to admit to herself. Cheerilee could only stand there in shock at what she had just heard.
“I am one of the best ponies in Equestria with behaviour phycology, dealing with stress an easy thing to analyse.” Crane said calmly.
Amethyst was galloping down the path to Carrot tops house at top speed. She was in serious denial, she was very confused, she wasn’t thinking straight, she was trying to tell herself that everything was going to be okay, she was trying to think she would just get home and be greeted by warm smiles and hugs, she tried to tell herself that Twilight had lied to her, she didn’t know why she would lie to her but she just couldn’t proses the possibility that Twilight was telling the truth.
Amethyst came to a stop gasping for air. She had been galloping full speed for at least 5 minutes and it had taken it out of her. She looked around, it was hard for her to see due to the tears in her eye, as she looked she realised something was wrong.
‘This isn’t carrot tops farm,’ Amethyst thought, ‘I’m at Sweet Apple Acores. I must off took a wrong turn somewhere and… no… PLEASE NO!’
“Noponies going outside.” Applejack said locking the door.
“But why sis.” A confused Applebloom asked.
“Don’t ask me why, just don’t go outside.” Applejack replied. There were anger, panic and sadness in her voice.
“Applejack, what are ya doing.” A confused deep voice asked.
“Big Mac I…” Applejack tried to continue but the truth was she didn’t know what she was doing. She was trying to think but everything was happening to fast.
“Applejack, are ya okay.”
Applejack froze. She couldn’t think straight. She felt tiers going down her face.
“I hear somepony crying.” Applebloom said.
Applejack thought she was talking about her, but then she herd somepony crying too, the crying was almost screams of misery. She then realised that the crying was coming from where ditzy was.
