My Little Pinkie
I took one last look over the town. The town where I had spent so much of my childhood. I had always loved it here as a kid. But in the last four years, some of the most horrible things to ever happen in life occurred here. I had known this day was going to come someday. The thought of it had always scared me. Now that it was here, I could no longer dread it. My high school career was over and I would have to take a big step and leave. I looked back at the town. I could nearly see the entire thing from my roof. My house was just outside it, only separated by a bridge. During my last year of high school, I had been coming up here almost every night. In former years I would have been terrified of coming up here. But I recently found the roof as an escape from the drama just under it. The fighting between my mom and my sister was just too much, they would fight over the dumbest things and I would somehow be pulled into them even though I had no reason to be in them in the first place. My mom had always been very loving but in the last few years there was always a cold distance between us. It was after her and my stepdad spilt that I first noticed it. I had loved my stepdad and when they spilt, I was heartbroken to say the least. They had actually had a kid together and that was another reason I loved him. He had given me my little brother. After their divorce, he had gone with my stepdad. They moved to the other side of the country, and that was the last I had ever saw of the two. Aside from a few rare calls and texts. I looked back at the town. Just across the bridge was an enormous sugar factory that dwarfed the rest of the town. Back when I was young I remember the factory's smoke that constantly bellowed from its smokestack and the terrible smell that came with it. When the factory closed down, 1000 workers in a town of about 3000 lost their jobs. That was the beginning of the end for a once prosperous town. All I noticed was that the smell had vanished. The town just consisted of a grocery store, five restaurants and a bank. That was honestly about it. There were so many thoughts rushing through my head. In two days, I would be leaving the town and moving to Portland where I would be attending college. With all these things bouncing around in my head there was one predominate thought that always found it's way into my head. It was the ponies. I hadn't thought of them for a long time. Simply because it was very painful. During my freshman year, my mom had found out about my interest in them and had me sent to a therapist. I shook it off and secretly kept my interest in them, specifically Pinkie Pie. I didn't know why I was drawn to her more than the others; seeing as she was naturally optimistic to almost everything and I was a ragging pessimist. I think it was that I envied her spirit. I had always wished that I could be hopeful like her, but after the horrible previous four years I wasn't quite sure if I could hope again. Oh well that was enough reminiscing for one night. I slowly crawled down and into my room and went to bed. That night I dreamt of Portland, my little brother.....and Pinkie Pie
The next day I awoke around 11 to find an empty house. My mom must have gone to work and my sister must be out with her friends. I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I pulled out a jug of Sunny D and a cup of yogurt. After my most important meal of the day, I walked outside of my house and into the summer sun. I had planned on going into town to go to my dad's house to get some of my things. I thought about driving into town, it would be so much easier than the alternative of walking. But I was feeling adventurous today. So I set out into the town. I walked across the bridge and entered the dying town. I knew that I could get to my dad's house in less than five minutes if took the back roads. Against my better judgment I decided to do so. I walked past dusty fields and trashy houses. I looked along the street to see trash everywhere. One thing that caught my attention was a brown cardboard box. If I had not been so preoccupied. I probably would have closer examined it. I arrived at my dad's house without incident and immediately got to work; packing up the things I planned on taking with me to Portland. Upon entering my room. I grabbed one of the sports bags in my closet. There wasn't much for me to grab aside from my laptop and a few cd's and some movies. On my way out my dad took me aside and told me just how proud I made him as a son. He then reached out of my sight and pulled out a black square. I looked at it closer and saw that it was Metallica's Black album. It was the only one I didn't own. I gave him one last hug and walked out. I decided to take the back road once again seeing as how much fun I had last time using it. I walked with the bag slung across my back. Sweat was starting to work its way down my forehead. The hot sun was starting to take effect on me I came back to the dusty fields and trash homes. Once again I saw the cardboard box. I guess it hadn't been defiled by a garbage truck or a toddler. I looked down at my watch. The time was 12:23 and I didn't have anywhere I needed to be. I walked over to the box, I guess I was going to be the one to disturb the cardboard's serenity I looked down at the box and noticed something interesting, there were holes in the side of the box. They were too symmetrical to be accidents. Also, there was a little ink stamp on the top of the box titled handle with care. I had to know what was in this box. Though there was a part of my brain that wanted to walk away and leave things be. I leaned and tried to look in the box through the holes. It was too dark to see but as I looked in I had heard the contents shift around from inside the box. I backed up suddenly and fell to the ground. I got back up and gathered my courage as I prepared to open the box. I put my hands around the lid flaps and prepared to open them. "One...two......three!" I yelled as I threw them open. I looked down into the box and was amazed by what I had saw. I saw a little ball of pink fluff. I reached down and pulled it out. I looked it over. I couldn't believe of what I saw but what I saw was incontrovertible. It was Pinkie Pie, the pink pony that I would have known anywhere. She was smaller and was lacking the balloon cutie mark. Why was she here, there was no explanation of her presence. I looked around for anyone who might have been looking at me. I opened my sports bag and placed the pink filly inside it.
I ran all the way home. While I was trying to seem as inconspicuous as I could, I could tell that my running wasn't helping my case at all. I tried to keep the bag as stable as I could; knowing the that little filly was inside. After what had seemed like hours of running. I finally found myself across the bridge at my front door. I opened it and rushed into the house. I got to my room and locked the door behind me. I slowly opened the bag and pulled out a disoriented Pinkie Pie. I took her out and laid her on my bed. She yawned and closed her eyes. I laid down next to her and scratched her back. For whatever reason she was here I would take care until someone came to get her. But that was the thing; who would come to get her and why was she even here. I was so bewildered by the whole thing. I mean what do you do in this kind of situation. Regardless of everything, I wasn't going to tell anyone about this. I mean, if I did, who would believe me, and I wasn't going to show her to anyone. The only thing that would happen would be someone taking her away and I couldn't allow that to happen. She yawned and shifted around while she was trying to sleep. I pulled the covers over her while she slept. I wondered how long she had been stuck in that box. How long had she been without food or water? There were so many concerns bouncing around in my mind that I couldn't focus. I left my room to search for the pet bed we keep around the house. I pondered around the closet until I found it. On my way back to my room, I stopped in the kitchen. I sliced up some pears and grabbed a bottle of water for her. I slowly opened the door and entered. She was still sleeping on my bed. I gently nudged her awake. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked up at me. I felt lost in the water blues of her eyes. I slowly put the bottle of water up to her lips. She slowly began to drink from it. After she drank a little more water, I pulled the bottle away and replaced it with the pear slice. She started to slowly bite down on the pear until she had taken a small chunk out of it. I slowly began to pet her. "Hello, my name is Alex." I said. She seemed to nod. "Can you tell me, yours?" I asked. She nodded again. I thought about the next thing I was going to say, but it was a question that had to be asked. "Do I scare you?" I asked. She shook her head sideways. I felt somewhat relieved. "Good, because I'm not gonna hurt you" I said while petting her. She stopped eating and opened her mouth "My name is Pinkie Pie" She said while she ate another bite of the pear. I had gotten her this far, maybe I should just jump to the question that had been eating at me. "Um, Pinkie, do know where you are?" I asked her. "Um, I don't know, I woke up in the box." "Uh, do you remember anything before that?" I asked her. "Nope." she with giggling in her voice. I could tell that she wasn't taking this seriously and honestly had I been at her age, I wouldn't want to do that either. "That's okay." I said. I knew I was going to have to tell her about her presence having to be a secret. All I would have to do is to keep her hidden for two more days. As soon as we got to Portland we would be home free. "Um Pinkie, I'm going to need you to stay in the room." "Why?" she said with whining in her voice. "Well if people find you they might try and take you away." I said with concern. There was an extreme look of fear in her eyes. "Why would they do that?" she asked. I wasn't really prepared to answer this. "Well I don't know if you know this but this isn't Equestria." "Well I knew that silly, but what does that have to do with people taking me away?" She asked. "Just don't let it bother you and don't leave the room." I said. "Okie dokie lokie" Pinkie said plopping her head down on my pillow. "Do you want me to bring you anything?" I asked. She shook her head. I left the room to gather my thoughts. I walked into the living room to try and clear my mind. I looked down at my watch and saw that it was nearly 2 o'clock. I went back to packing up my things until my mom got home. The rest of the night went without incident. We had a dinner of ravioli along with some chocolate chip cookies for desert. During the entire dinner, we didn't talk much. The one thing we talked about was my going away party that was going to take place tomorrow. I was excited for the party. For the reasons that I would get my friends and family and that it would signify that I was finally going to leave this place. I decided to turn in around 10:30 When I was going to bed, I slowly opened the door. Inside the room, I saw Pinkie playing with some toys. I guess she found the box of toys that belonged to my little brother. I closed my door and locked it behind me. I picked her up and walked to my closet. I carefully set her down on the pet bed. "Do I really have to sleep in here?" Pinkie asked. "I'm sorry, it's just one more night and then you won't have to sleep in here anymore." She slumped her head down on the pet bed. I slowly pulled out one of the cookies that we had had for dessert. She quickly took it and devoured it. I pet her mane one last time before shutting the door. I had difficulty sleeping that night. The amazing events of the day raced through my head. Just more things that I would have to try and make work. Although I couldn't deny, the light snoring coming from my closet was indeed Pinkie Pie. She was a living breathing creature and I knew I would have to protect her. For whatever reason she was here and the answer to that question would never be solved. I would be here for her.
I woke up around noon the next day once again I woke up to an empty home. I immediately went to my closet and opened it slowly and looked inside. The little pink filly was playing with one of my little brother's toys. "Good Morning Pinkie" I said "Good Morning Alex." she said as she walked out of the closet. I closed the closet door and followed her into my room. "Do you want something to eat?" I asked her. "Yes please" She said as she followed me into the hallway. We entered the kitchen. "Anything you want in particular?" I asked her. "Something sugary." She said with a giggle. I looked atop the fridge where we kept the cereal. I found the one with the largest amount of sugar in it and pulled it down. I poured out a little bowl for her and placed it in front of her. I went to get her a spoon but by the time that I had returned, she had her head in the bowl of cereal. She scarfed it all down in a matter of seconds. "I guess you really were hungry." I said as I cleared her bowl. "Yup" she before letting out a burp. I picked her up again and brought her into the living room. "Do you wanna watch some T.V?" I asked her. "Huh, whats T.V? She asked. I should have known that question was coming. "Well it's something humans watch for fun." I said. That was honestly the simplest explanation I could come up with. "Okay," she said. I turned on the T.V. When It turned on, I went to
the guide and began to cycle through it. As I cycled through, my heart skipped a beat. I had passed the Hub channel which was currently showing My little pony. I had tried to skip over it quickly. "Hey Alex, what was that?" she had asked me. Damn, I wasn't quick enough. "It's just a boring infomercial." "Oh okay, um Alex." she said "Yes." I replied "What's an infomercial?" I just sighed and explained. We spent the rest of the day watching some movies on T.V. We were watching a dinosaur movie when I suddenly heard the sound of tires rolling up to the house. I pulled back the curtain ever so slightly to see my mom's car pulling up. I quickly grabbed Pinkie and ran back to my room. I put her In the closet. "What going on Alex?" she asked me. My mom is home and I need you to stay hidden." I said franticly. She moved deep into my closet. I shut the door behind her and ran into the bathroom. I quickly threw my clothes off and jumped into the shower. Just as the water turned on, I could hear the front door opening. After a moment I came out, just as my mom entered the living room. From the get go, she had told me to get ready for my party. I ran into my room and put on some semi-formal clothes. I peeked into my closet before leaving. "Alex, where are you going?" Pinkie asked. I felt so bad about leaving her here alone. "I'm going to a party." I said. "Oh really can I come, please, pretty please, pretty please with sugar on top!" she said ecstatically. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't really invite her. Not with all those people there. But she was so adamant to come. "Yes, Pinkie you can come to the party." I said nervously. "Yaaayyy!!!" she sceamed. "Shush" I said trying to quiet her up. I grabbed my sports bag and placed her inside it.
We had driven into the town around 6. The party was set to take place at my grand parents house. As we arrived, I could see that the turnout had been pretty good. There where at least 20 cars in front of the house. A mix of my friends and relatives flooded the house. As I entered the house I was bombarded by a storm of congrats and farewells. I was honestly having a good time. The food was amazing and I was so happy to see everyone. After getting my hellos out of the way, I snuck away to stash Pinkie Pie in one of the rooms. "I walked up the stairs into an office room. I quietly shut the door behind me. I pulled Pinkie out of the bag and set her down. "Now I need you to stay here for a little while." I will come and get you later." I felt bad about just leaving her in here. "What do you want me to do while I'm waiting?" I thought about it. I looked on the office table and saw a packet of balloons. I picked them up and handed them to her. "Why don't you blow up some balloons for the party." I suggested. "Hmm, okay that sounds fun!" the little filly said as she began to blow up the balloon. I locked the door behind me as I left. I returned down stairs to continue the party. The rest of the party was awesome. I had received all kinds of presents including 600 hundred dollars. I had felt so honored to see that so many people had come to see me off. At around 10 a majority of the guest had started to head out. When there was about half of the guest left something amazing happened. As if almost instantly, dozens of balloons seemed to fall from the ceiling. People oohed and awed as the multitude of colors fell from the sky. It was when one of then popped that I learned the surprise with them. As one popped; it sent a storm of confetti into the air. The guest broke into laughter as this happened. After a second I started laughing as well. This is when I learned Pinkie's true talent. Laughter; she was still the life of a party that she wasn't even at. She had brought joy to people who she didn't even know. Lastly she had got me to laugh; something I rarely did ever. I grabbed a piece of cake and I snuck away once again to return upstairs. I opened up the door and saw the little filly making more confetti. I swooped her up and hugged her close. "Thank you so much!" I said. "Oh you're welcome." she said. "I swear whatever it takes I'm going to make it up to you." I said as I set her down. "Can you get me some food?" I gave her the piece of cake. She pounced of it and eat the entire things In the blink of an eye. There was suddenly a flash of light that temporally made me look away. On Pinkie's flank was now a balloon cutie mark. After another hour, we all headed home. I went straight to bed seeing as I was going to have to make the 11 hour drive to Portland in the morning. Tomorrow was going to be the first day of my new life. As a college student, as an adult and a guardian to Pinkie Pie.
I woke up around 6 and began moving all my boxes and bags to my car. As I was moving my stuff, my mom was about to leave her house for work. I stopped moving to get our final goodbye out of the way. I waved goodbye as she pulled away in her car. I resumed packing my things. I went into my room, and grabbed two of my final items. My acoustic Ventura and my electric Gibson. I carried both cases through the house to the car. I was finally done with the packing. As I returned to my room, it looked like a hollow shell. I finally open up my closet door to see Pinkie still sleeping on the pet bed. I slowly picked her up. She looked up at me and spoke. "Alex, why are walking up so early?" Pinkie said yawning. "We are moving to our new home." I said. I walked out into the cold morning air. The sun was on the verge of rising. I took my little brother's old booster chair and placed it on the passenger seat. I then took Pinkie and buckled her into the seat. I got into the driver seat and pulled the car out of the driveway. I took one last look at my town and my home before pulling onto the highway and driving away. I was about 60 miles out when Pinkie woke up. She looked at me and started to talk. "Alex, where are we going?" "We're going to Portland." "Where's that?" she asked me. "It's a big city where our new home is." Is our new home nice?" she asked. I thought about it. It was a decent two bedroom apartment near the college. "Yes it is Pinkie, and you can have your own room." Pinkie cheered from her seat. "Do you wanna listen to some music?" I asked her. She nodded her head. I reached my hand to turn the knob on the radio. The radio began to blast out a tune that I knew anywhere and I began to sing along with it. "And I feel, that times a wasted go. So where you going for tomorrow and see, that these are lies to come. So would you even care." I stopped singing to tap the beat on the steering wheel. Pinkie starting to tap the beat as well. "And I feel it, and she feels it." I stopped singing and broke out in laughter as did Pinkie. "You're a great singer." She said while she continued to giggle. "Eh, not really, I just like that song." I said back. "What was that song called?" "Plush; by Stone Temple Pilots." "Oh cool" she said back. I turned down the radio. I needed discuss things with Pinkie once again. "Okay, Pinkie I need you to be serious again." I said in my demanding voice. Pinkie instantly calmed down. "Okay." I prepared to ask my first question. "Are you comfortable with living with me?" I asked. "Of Course, you're my friend right?" She said. I felt another sense of relief. "Yes, Pinkie we are friends." I said. I thought to myself once again. Should I be so enthusiastic about my life as her guardian? Was I getting too hopeful? Would I become happy only to have her taken away from me? Why should I hope when all it causes me is grief and disappointment? "Alex, are you okay? Pinkie asked me. She must have seen the concern on my face. While I was poor at hiding my emotions, I was a pretty good liar. "Yes, I'm just trying to concentrate on the road." "Oh okay, can we turn the radio back on?" "Yes." I said as I turned the knob back on. Over the next few hours, we listened to the rock radio station. Eventually I put in the Black Album and we listened to that. I was surprised how quickly she picked up on Metallica. She began to bang her head causing her pink fluffy mane to bounce up and down. I started to laugh at her adorable head banging. She always could make me laugh. We continued to listen until we came along to the song Sad but True. She loved that one the most. We listened to it about 7 times. After a while, she was able to song it word for word. "I'm your dream, I make you real. I'm your eyes when you must steal. I'm your pain when you can't feel. Sad but True!" we sang together. I didn't really know what to think about her singing these kind of songs. Then again, I sang these songs and I was much younger when I started. If there was ever a time where she did return to Equestria, she would defiantly be going back with some interesting music. After another hour, Pinkie fell back asleep. I had taken the opportunity to gain some real miles. I has almost halfway there, when noon had rolled around. "Pinkie, wake up." I said as I gently poked her belly. "Um Alex what is it." she said groggily as she woke up. "I think there is something you're gonna want to see. I said as I pulled her out of the car. I covered her eyes as I carried her. "Okay Pinkie are you ready?" I said as I prepared to remove my hand. "Yes I am." Pinkie said as she smiled. I removed my hand to reveal a hot air balloon. A huge open mouth smile grew on her face. We had stopped in an open field that had a small shack. Next to the shack was a giant hot air balloon. I slipped on a large coat and placed Pinkie in my coat. I approached the shack and knocked on the door. After a moment a tall scrawny man wearing a flannel shirt came out of the shack "What is it you want?" the man said. I told him that I wanted to ride in the balloon. He walked over to the balloon and ignited the engine. He stopped and held his hand out to me. "The price is 40 dollars" the man said to me. I pulled out my wallet and paid the man. After 10 minutes of preparation, we had finally had taken off and were over a hundred feet in the air. I had looked away from the man flying the balloon. I felt the fluff of Pinkie's mane against my neck. I helped her get her head out of the front of my coat. We looked out over the entire landscape that laid below us. There were rolling fields in almost every direction. We saw the tall trees of a distant forest. "I didn't say anything which was fine because I didn't need to. The look on Pinkie's face said everything. Her face said complete amazement. She began to nuzzle up against my neck. "Thank you so much." she whispered. I just pet her head. The rest of the ride was awesome. It was defiantly one of the most fun things I've ever done.
By the time we were back on the road, it was about 3 o'clock. We had rolled into a small town when I heard the tell tell rumbling coming from Pinkie's belly. "You want to find us something to eat?" I asked. Pinkie nodded her head to say yes. I drove through the town as nonchalant as I possibly could. I told Pinkie to get down as I drove. There were lots of people around and all it would take was one to discover us. I breathed slowly as I concentrated. I saw a Dairy Queen out of the corner of my eye. I moved toward it and entered the drive through. I ordered some chicken strips, two sodas and a couple banana splits. As we moved toward the drive in, I got increasing nervous. Pinkie hid underneath the dashboard. I wasn't sure if that was going to be enough but I was all that I could do. I slowly pulled the car to the window to see a middle aged woman with very red hair. I kept my cool; looking nervous wasn't going to help me any. We chatted for a short while. After a minute she gave me my order. "What is that?" she said curiously. At first I didn't know what she was talking about. I looked to see where her eyes were looking to. My heart stopped dead. Pinkie had the top of her head out from under the dashboard. Her blue eyes making complete and total connection with the eyes of the red headed woman. My whole body froze. "Move dammit move! Why won't you do something?" my mind seemed to scream to the rest of my body. I must have myself because I suddenly gunned it. I tore out and into the street. I didn't look back at all; I just focused on finding a way out of the town. I was back on the road after a few minutes. The road took us out of the town and into the woods. Once the town was out of the reflection of my rear view mirror, I felt much better. My heart-rate had finally dropped and I could breathe normally again. Pinkie had come up from under the dashboard. "Is everything going to be okay?" she asked me. I thought about it for a moment then went to answer her question. "Yes, I think everything is going to just fine." After I thought about; that seemed to be the case. I really doubt any kind action would be taken. If anything the entire event would just leave some woman curious about what she'd seen. I pulled the car of to the side of the road and parked. "Pinkie are you hungry?"
The rest of the drive was smooth sailing. We had arrived in Portland close to ten o'clock. Pinkie was so tired that she could barely keep her eyes open. I thought it would be best to let her sleep after such a big day. I had finally reached the apartment complex. I parked my car outside the manager's office and went in. Inside was an elderly man sitting at a desk. I must have caught him sleeping because he was very startled when I called out to him. I pulled out a little piece of paper that contained the information about my apartment. "I just moved into this apartment." I said as I handed him the piece of paper. He took a look at it before setting it down. He pulled out a small packet of papers. I signed through the paperwork and got my keys. I returned to my car and drove deeper into the complex. I came to an apartment that was about seven stories tall. My apartment was on the fifth story. I was dreading having to make the trip up and down. I thought about and decided that it was a problem for future me to deal with. I slowly picked up Pinkie and carried her up the stairs. I finally got up to my apartment and placed the key in the door. I walked in and saw the futon that came with my room. There was a bed in the back but I knew I wasn't going to make it that far. I stumbled to the futon where I more or less collapsed. I must have woken up Pinkie Pie because she started talking. "Are we there yet?" she asked. "Yes we're home." I said just before I fell in a deep sleep.
College was never a challenge for me. I had always known it wasn't going to be anything I couldn't handle. I was more worried for Pinkie; always being stuck in the house while I got to enjoy Portland. Over the years I had always tried my best to make time for us to do fun things. It usually never worked out though. There was always a paper that needed written or I'd have to work late. I knew I was spending less time with her. I felt the worst when there was nights that I didn't come home. I returned home once to find her crying in her room. She ran over to me a wrapped her hooves around my leg. "Daddy why did you leave me alone? Why didn't you come home last night?" I didn't know what to say. She'd never called me daddy before. Is that what I was to her? I couldn't believe what I had done. I was trying to be so independent that I had forgotten that I wasn't. I wasn't living alone. I was her sole provider and I left her alone like this. "Im sorry." I said trying to hold back tears. I had picked her up she was noticeably bigger than when I had first found her. I ignored this and held her close. "I promise, I will never do this to you again." I said. "You promise," she said between sniffles. "I promise." I said. I held on to her as long as I could. I could no longer deny it. I was her father, It was my job to care for her. She was basically my daughter and everything would have to come second to her. I spent the next few months trying to make a better life for her. I had changed my major from biology to finance and business. I had taken courses of both in former years and was actually skilled in both. I was spending a lot more time with Pinkie. I found myself turning down drinking with friends to stay home with her. I took her to parks; we hand to go at night but it was fine. The park would be ours and we could be as loud and as free as ever. I drove her throughout Portland to see the amazing sights that it had to offer. I always could hear her giggling as we passed someone dressed in a weird outfit. I had always loved Portland, that was the reason I came here. The building and restaurants were always worth the trip. I had a good friend that worked at the Lloyd Center mall as a security guard. Lloyd Center had an enormous ice skating rink inside it. I had talked him into letting me and a girl use it after hours. He told me he could make it happen. I had arrived home one day to see Pinkie Pie jumping on her bed. I told her to get her coat and hat on. She went to her closet and got them out. As she put them on, she asked me where we were going. I wasn't going to let up. "It's a surprise." She had a look of glee on her face as we got into the car. I drove it out to the mall. She hadn't ever seen the inside and became increasingly excited as I told her to get out of it. We walked through the empty parking lot to the front entrance. "I thought we weren't supposed to go inside other buildings." she said with some concern. "Don't worry it just us in here." I said. I pushed the door open and we walked inside. The mall was eerily quiet with no one inside. We walked past various closed shops when we came to the rink. "Pinkie, would you like to go ice skating?" I asked. Her face lit up. "Can we really?" she asked. "Yup," I said back. We went down to the fitting room. I found 4 skates that seemed to fit her hooves. She awkwardly walked toward the ice rink. I walked toward the sound system. I searched the music library till I found what I wanted. I played it and walked onto the ice. Pinkie had already began skating around the rink. I tried to catch her but it was hopeless. She was laughing as I followed her. After a second, the music started. "I got dosed by you and closer than most to you and what am I supposed to do? Take it away, I never had it anyway, take it away and everything will be okay." I loved the Red Hot Chili Peppers and I had a feeling that Pinkie Pie would as well. She was smiling and giggling as she moved around the rink. I skated over to the railing that surrounded the ice. I tried to catch my breath. Pinkie joined me on side. "How are you doing?" I asked her. "This is the most fun that I ever had." she said as she continued to glide across the ice. I had tired myself out pretty quickly. Anyone who tells you ice skating is easy is a damn fool. Pinkie skated right at me and jumped at me. She knocked me to the ice and we skid across. Once we stopped we both broke out into simultaneous laughter. "Thank you for bringing me here" She said hugging me. "Oh you're welcome." I said returning the hug. We continued skating for another hour before leaving. I drove back to apartment only to find Pinkie sleeping like a baby in the seat. I gently picked her up and carried her to bed just like I use to do. I tucked her in and whispered into her ear. "Good night Pinkie Pie." She rolled over and opened her eyes slightly "Good night daddy, thank you for such a great day." she said before falling back to sleep. I closed the door and went to sleep on the couch. I might as well stop sleeping in my room; seeing as we'd be leaving soon.
I graduated later that year. I was ready to begin my career as an account. During the graduation ceremony, I had snuck Pinkie into the auditorium stands. She remained hidden from everyone from everyone except me. I knew exactly where she was and I couldn't be happier that she was in attendance. Things had been much simpler ever since I had graduated from college. I was able to work from home, and I was my own boss. After a couple years of working i had enough to leave Portland. Pinkie and I moved to a small island of the coast of the Oregon Coast. Pinkie and I loved our new home. It was all ours. We never had to hide away anymore. She would spend hours on the beach that was just outside our home. She could do whatever the massive forest on the island. The entire island was our paradise. When I turned 27, I was making pay from my accounting. We could pretty much afford anything we wanted. I had installed top of the line electronics in my home. This ultimately led to something I could have never foreseen. I had been in my office crunching numbers when I heard a scream coming from the living room. I had rushed out of my office so quick that I had crashed into the door before I could open it. I had entered the living room to see Pinkie watching herself on the TV. I could believe this show was still on the air. She stood motionless, her eyes leaving the TV and turning to me. She stuttered before speaking. "whaa, what am I?" Pinkie said. I told her the truth. "Pinkie, that pony on the TV." I breathed in deep before finishing. "She is you, that is your life somewhere beyond our reality." I didn't know if I sounded convincing or not. I just wanted to try and comfort her. She ran past and rushed out the door. I ran after her but I was no match for her speed. She had run off into the woods, I would just have to wait for her to come back. I went onto my porch and just sat waiting. The hours passed and she still didn't show. I was tempted to go in after her, but where would I look. I heard a slight whimper from the direction of the beach. I hopped of the porch and ran down toward the beach. I saw her lying down on the sand. The tide was rising and splashing against her. She didn't even care about the rising water. I went over to her and kneeled next to her. "Why am I here?" Pinkie said. "I can't answer that but I can tell you that you've made my life worth living. You've made a bigger difference to me than any fake cartoon character ever could. You're the real one. You're the only true Pinkie Pie and that is all that matters." I finished. She got up out of the sand and wrapped her hooves around my torso. I held her in tight as I returned the hug. We returned to the house around midnight. We both collapsed on the couch, and instantaneously fell asleep.
The whole event brought me comfort. Something that I had been dreading for so long was finally resolved. I no longer had to worry about her seeing herself on TV. She actually started watching the show on a regular basis. She never ceased to be amazed by her randomness. As another year went by, things always seemed to change for the better. Pinkie's birthdays were celebrated on the anniversary of the day that I found her. Based on her size and how she was talking, I had estimated her age to be around 4. So on the eve of her 14th birthday, I would give her greatest birthday gift I could think of. We had just finished her birthday dinner when I informed her that her present was outside behind the house. "Oh what did you get me? A drum set, no wait a panda bear, oh even better a drum playing panda? Is that what you got, a drum playing panda?" she said as she bounced around me excitedly. "No I didn't get you a drum playing panda; it's even better than that." I said with confidence. "Better than a drum playing panda, oh I'm so excited." she said as she followed me out of the house. She bounced around with glee as we went toward the back of the house. "Okay close your eyes," I said as I led her toward her present. She closed eyes, her grin growing ever so wider. I stopped walking. "Okay Pinkie, open your eyes. She slowly opened them and smiled the biggest smile I had ever seen on her. Out in front of her was a hot air balloon. "Oh my gosh, this is so amazing." she said in amazement. I had gotten the balloon for a steal, as well as the lessons to pilot it. I taught her how to as well, and pretty soon there was hardly time where she was on the ground. She had loved that balloon so much. We discovered that the balloon allowed us to explore so much. We could soar way beyond our island and much further. We float up and down the coast, sometimes for days. We would even go to concerts that where held in Portland's outdoor arena. The best being a Soundgarden concert. We probably could have gotten away without buying tickets but I still ended up getting two. Not really so much for admission but as a memoir of the trip. We both must have sung Black hole Sun a hundred times on our way home. "Black Hole Sun, won't you come and wash away the rain!" we sang as we returned to our island home. Everything was as it was supposed to be. I once again believed in hope and that things could get better. I was content again for the first time in the longest time, and it was because of Pinkie.
One morning I woke up like I would any other one. It wasn't just any other morning though. It was Pinkie's eighteenth birthday. I slowly snuck into her room to see her sleeping in her bed. I gently awoke her by pushing on her back. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled. "Good morning daddy." she said as she woke. "Good morning Pinkie" I said back to her. She hopped out of bed and joined me as I walked out into the hallway. We went down the stairs and made our way toward the kitchen. "Well it's your birthday so you can have whatever you want for breakfast." I said. She stopped walking and thought. "I want confetti pancakes." she said. I had known that this is what she would choose this. "But I want you to make them with me." She finished. "Well alright." I said as I followed her into the kitchen. We were about to get started when I heard a knocking at the door. I was curious, not many people ever come here without calling ahead of time. I walked over to the door and looked into the peek hole. I saw no one in front of the door. I ran over to the front curtain and parted it slightly. I saw no car parked out in front of the house. I stepped back away from the window. I heard Pinkie call from the kitchen. "Who was it daddy?" "No one I guess" I called back. "Well in that case will you come help me get started?" she said back to me. I was about to head back to the kitchen when I heard the sound of footsteps from the porch. I stopped and breathed slowly. "Why don't you start without me and I'll be in there in a moment." I called back to her. I ran over to my office and pulled my chair back away from my desk. I got under it and pulled out a small safe. I quickly dialed it and opened it up. I pulled out a small revolver and went back to the door. I pulled out the pistol and opened the cylinder to make sure it was loaded. I breathed deeply one last time before opening the door and stepping outside. I pointed the gun quickly to both sides of me. I called too whoever or whatever had been walking around on my porch. I did one more look around before returning indoors. I was about to shut the door when I felt something strange happening to my hand carrying the gun. I felt as if the pistol was gaining weight. The one pound weapon felt like it was 50 I tried it keep it in my hands. I could no longer keep ahold of it. I dropped it and expected to hear a loud slam as it hit the floor. Instead I only heard a little clack that would come from the tiny gun. I immediately tried to go back to pick the gun. "DON'T YOU DARE HUMAN!" a monstrous voice roared at me. I stopped reaching for it and looked up see the source of the voice. It was the last thing I expected but I knew why they were here. It was Princess Celestia and Princess Luna along with Twilight, Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. They were inside a purple bubble aura. Twilight spoke up and called out to me. "We've come for Pinkie Pie, we know she's here. I didn't know what to say. I knew what was already going to happen though. "Why now, I called out to them." I was furious. "Why would you wait 14 years to come and get her?" I yelled back to them. "14 years darling, Pinkie hasn't been gone for no more than two weeks. I was bewildered. "14 years was 14 days, why is Pinkie even here?" I yelled back at her. Twilight spoke once again. "It's my fault, I had learned this new spell that would allow someone to go beyond there dimension. Pinkie volunteered to test the spell on herself and she disappeared. We went to the princesses to help bring her back and they brought us to your world to bring her back. My attention was brought to the bubble that they were in "Why are you in the bubble?" We didn't know what to expect from your world also we didn't know if our age would have been altered by moving through dimensions." Twilight finished. I finally understood everything. "Daddy who's there?" Pinkie said as she walked into the room. "Pinkie!" all her friends yelled. Pinkie looked to them curiously. "Uh hello," she said back. Rainbow Dash stood forward to talk. “What’s wrong Pinkie, don’t you know who we are?” “I know your name is Rainbow Dash but that’s all.” Pinkie said. All of the ponies in the bubble gasped. Applejack whispered over to Twilight. “Why don’t she remember us?” “She must have been aged back before she met any of us.” Twilight said back. Celestia spoke up. “Once she back with us, can restore her memory back to its original condition.” I felt as if all of this happening right in front of me and I had no say in the matter. I wanted to speak up but I didn’t know what to say. I opened my mouth and spoke. “Pinkie isn’t going with you, she is staying here.” That probably wasn’t the best thing to say to them because every last one of them stared daggers at me. They began to yell at me and I did the same. “She needs to come to her real home and to be with the ones that care for her.” Rainbow Dash said “You sent her here alone and terrified, she was here for 14 years before you came for her. If I hadn’t found her who knows what could have happened to her?” I screamed. We were all silenced by a loud yell. “SSTTOOPP!!” Pinkie yelled. She walked over to me began to cry. “Daddy, I’m gonna go with them.” I stopped moving. “But Pinkie if you do this you can never come back.” I pleaded with her. “I know, I am so thankful for you saving me and taking care of me for all these years. But I don’t belong in this world and I need to return to my own home.” Pinkie said with tears in her eyes. “I have learned so much from you, and I’m going to take everything you’ve taught me and I’m going to use it every day to be a better pony.” I understood and pulled her in for one last hug. “I love you Pinkie.” I said with tears running down my face. “I love you too daddy.” Pinkie said before walking toward the ponies in the bubble. She slowly walked toward the bubble to join the others. She stopped halfway and asked the ponies in the bubble a question. “Can you come with me?” She asked. I wanted to say yes but I couldn’t lie. “No, I don’t what would happen if I tried to travel through dimensions and survive.” I said grimly. She slowly entered the bubble. She looked back at me and I stared back at her, tears running down both of our faces. Celestia slowly brought her horn down to Pinkie’s head and tapped it. A jolt went through Pinkie body and caused her to fall to the ground. After a second she got back up. She shook her head around and looked back at me. “Wow what is that thing over there?” She said. My mouth dropped and I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. In just an instant, she had forgotten all about me and all the years we had spent together. There was a flash of light from the doorway. I looked back at it just as they disappeared. She was gone, out of my life forever. I was never going to see her again. I ran into my office and went back to my wall safe. I pulled out a photo book. It was the only place where the pictures with her in it were stored. The photos were all blank. Apparently they didn’t want any proof left behind. I went upstairs to her former room. Most of her things were gone, pretty much everything but the furniture. I looked around for any of her things but I found nothing. I should have always seen this coming. I shouldn’t have ever gotten so attached. Once again I had gotten my hopes up just to be crushed. I wanted it to end; this couldn’t possibly get any worse. I was so furious that I picked up the drawer and threw it out the window. I took her lamp and sent it out the window as well. When the one thing left in the room was the bed, I grabbed the mattress and prepared to through it out. As soon as the mattress was moved, I saw something hidden under. It was a letter addressed to me. It was obviously Pinkie’s letter seeing the very bad handwriting on the outside. I opened it up and began to read the letter. “Dear Daddy, this is to be read in the case of my absence.” Now was a better time any to read it. “Dear Daddy, since I first met you all those years ago, you have made my life an absolute joy. You have been selfless in your caring for me and you always put me and my wants ahead of yourself. I am writing this letter as preparation for the inevitable. There will be a time where I will have to leave and live life on my own, but that doesn’t mean you have to stop living your life. I know you are afraid of just getting hurt again but that is no reason to just stop living for tomorrow. If I’ve learned anything from you, it’s that you taught me that love is the most important thing in the world. But you need to love yourself as well. My leaving is not the end, but a new beginning. I know that you will be sad after I’m gone but you must know deep down in your heart that everything is going to be okay. My eternal love, Pinkie Pie.” I put the letter down and breathed in deep. “I’m to be okay.”
The End
