A smile is all it takes

                                                                             Chapter 2

“Think” Mike said to himself, pinching the bridge of his nose. “If I were a Hyperactive Pink pony, where would I hide?”

He reminded himself of the fact that this was Pinkie Pie and that relating to her thought stream is considered impossible.

Luckily there were only 3 rooms upstairs, Along with a bathroom and the attic.

As Mike thought about where to look first he noticed a rather thick and long cotton-candy colored hair.

“Of course, it HAS to be the attic, just great.”

Mike thought as he laid his face in the palm of his hand.

Mike wasn’t really one to be easily scared, but the attic just always made his stomach churn, whenever he was near there.

Even at 18 years of age, that attic gave an unnerving feeling to him.

Mike sighed.

“Well, here we go..”

As he opened the door leading up to the attic he noticed that his suspicions were right; The lights were on.

A rush of adrenaline made him take his first step onto the staircase leading up to the attic.

A second step.

A third.

He made it to the attic. Even with the lights on it was still tough to see anything, really.

The mess scattered all over the floor did not help either.

Taking near blind steps he moved his way across the area.

“Goddamn it!” Mike yelled, quickly placing a hand before his mouth; he stepped on a nail protruding from a loose piece of floorboard. it went right through the sole of his shoe.

A high pitched shriek rang across the attic.

Mike listened carefully.

“Now where did that come from?”

He disregarded the pain in his foot and tried to focus on the direction the sound came from.

After a few steps in seemingly the right direction he came to the light source in the attic; a large ceiling lamp.

Mike looked up to it and couldn’t help but smirk a little; The tip of a pink colored tail shows hanging from just under the lampshade.

“How in the Hell is that even remotely possible?”

Mike wondered.

Completely disregarding the improbable sight before his eyes, he decided that it was time to get Pinkie somewhere he can keep an eye on her, making sure she doesn’t do anything dangerous.

“Considering she’s now hanging from underneath a lampshade, I  failed pretty badly.”

Mike shrugged it off and began pulling the pink tail, signalling Pinkie that he found her.

Pinkie’s head immediately popped up  from the upper end of the lampshade which caused her head to bump into the ceiling.

“Ouch! Oh hey Mike! ‘Took you a while to find me, I told you I was good at this game! So, I guess you should hide now?”

Pinkie Pie chirped, rubbing her head where it hit the ceiling with her hoof.

"Okay listen." Mike sighed, thinking over what he was about to say. "This must sound really weird to you, or scary, but you are a cartoon character."

Pinkie looked at mike with a puzzled look.

Mike pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You are from a cartoon show, about ponies. It shouldn't even be possible for you to be here, but somehow it happened."

Pinkie started to frown, and her hair lost a bit of volume.

Mike took notice of this.

"And, I’m not saying that I don't want you here, but it's just that my parents aren't too fond of 'bronies' ever since they saw a special about them on Fox."

The pink pony just looked confused, not sure what to make of this.

 Mike realized that all these words probably wouldn't make much sense.

"Bronies are older people that watch this cartoon show, about those ponies."

Mike continued.

Pinkie still looked confused.

  "I could explain this a lot easier if I had my laptop." Mike mumbled, he jumped up. "Can you wait here while I get something?"

Mike carefully walked down the stairway of the attic.

He was back on the second floor. Mike peeked downstairs.

Both his parents where in the kitchen.

 "Okay, now to CAREFULLY walk down these stairs."

After a time that took longer that he imagined it would take him to walk down, he finally set foot to the ground.

Mike slowly turned to face the living room.

He  heard his parents mumbling and cleaning up the mess that Pinkie made.

He tiptoed over to his destination as steadily as he could.

There, he made it.

Mike quickly snatched the laptop away, along with the battery and cable.

Then, he sprinted away to the staircase.

He took a moment to listen.

Silence.

Mike focused his attention on the stairs.

After a couple of huge steps, skipping a few in between those, he finally made it upstairs again.

As he was about to walk towards the attic until he heard the rustling of papers, coming from his room.

Mike walked into his room, thinking nothing of it at first, just Pinkie looking through some comic books, but the reality was quite disturbing.

Pinkie Pie was sitting in the middle of his room, browsing through a magazine.

"Hey mike.. What's 'Playboy'?"

She asked, Staring at the pages of the explicit content bearing magazine, still browsing through them.

Mike quickly grabbed the magazine away from Pinkie.

"That's not for ponies."

"Oh, that's fine, there is plenty more under your closet!" Pinkie chirped as she grabbed another playboy magazine with her teeth.

 Mike stood there, embarrassed and shocked. He completely forgot about his secret Playboy stash.

 Mike snatched the playboy away from Pinkie's mouth.

"Hey! I was just going to read that!" Pinkie responded with a slightly annoyed voice.

Mike quickly ran over to the small gap where the playboy stash was kept.

Mike sighed.

 "These magazines are bad."

Pinkie gave Mike a puzzled look.

"They're not so bad! The only things in there were bunch of beings that kind of looked like you, but with a longer mane. Oh, and they had funny looking orbs on their chests, they kind of looked like udders!" Pinkie exclaimed.

Out of nowhere she grabbed another Playboy magazine.

She opened it up again and innocently began browsing through the pornographic pictures once more.

Mike had his attention focused on the small gap under the closet, and putting back the two magazines that Pinkie managed to grab.

“Ooh, I didn’t know legs could bend THAT far!”

Pinkie said out loud, impressed by the lean woman in picture.

Mike gave a quick look at the pink pony browsing through yet another Playboy.

“What did I tell you?” He took away the magazine.

At lack for better words Mike just continued.

“They’re just not suitable for ponies, don’t even ask.”

Mike took the Playboy and put them back with the rest under his closet.

“Okie Dokie Loki!” Pinkie Pie responded cheerfully.

“So why did you get your lap thingy?”

“Oh, right.”

Mike said, he wandered off there for a second. A pink pony finding your porn magazine collection tends to do that.

He sat down and placed the laptop on the ground.

Pinkie stared at the laptop, fascinated as Mike flipped up the screen.

“Hold on a moment.” He said as he went to YouTube to find a My Little Pony episode.

“There, this was what I was talking about.” Mike pointed at the screen.

Pinkie sat down next to Mike, still staring at the screen with great fascination.

“ Hmm... Twitchy twitcha twitcha twitch.”

“Pinkie Pie? What in the wide-wide-world of Equestria are you up to?”

“Oh! It's my tail! It's my tail! It's a-twitch a-twitchin'! And you know what that means!”

“I knew it!” Pinkie nearly screamed out, pointing her hoof at the screen.

This startled mike and caused him to nearly have a heart-attack, at least it felt like that to him.

“W-what? What do you mean?”

Mike asked in confusion.

“They wouldn’t believe me, but I just knew it!”

Pinkie Pie again yelled out.

“Ever since Twilight arrived in Ponyville I felt like there was something following me, and my friends. Every week, one or two days, I felt like there where others watching us! And now I know why! You were watching us on this thing!”

Pinkie waved her forelegs around the laptop.

“Hmm.. I never knew that cartoon shows might work like that.”

Mike pondered the idea.

Pinkie prodded Mike with her muzzle.

He looked at her.

“So , are we like, famous?” Pinkie asked with a suppressed smile.

Mike over thought the her question.

“I guess you could call it that, You are famous, more or less.”

“Awesome!” Pinkie chirped. “Do you have have any more of these.. These, uhm..-“

“-Videos? Yup, there are at least 30 more episodes.”

Mike responded.

“Can we watch some more?”

Pinkie asked with near puppy-dog eyes.

“I guess that’s fi-“

Mike stopped mid-sentence; He heard his parents walk up the stairs.

“Pinkie Pie? Remember when I told you about my parents, and how they don’t really like bronies?

Well, if they see you, I might get kicked out of the house, so can you hide just one more time?”

“Oh, don’t be silly, parents would NEVER do such a thing!”

Pinkie responded, giggling.

“This world is very different from Equestria, you have no idea what people are capable of doing. Please just hide, until I tell you it’s safe again.”

Mike responded, panic affecting his voice, giving the pink pony a serious look.

“Okay, if you say so.”

Pinkie responded with a sarcastic voice as she stepped in the closet, which mike held open.

He quickly deleted the history and turned off his browser.

Mike’s father walked into Mike’s room.

“Hey, were you talking to someone? I swear I heard a girls voice here.”

His dad implied.

“Huh, oh no. I was watching uhm, a video.”

Mike managed to stutter out.

“Your mother told me you were tired, so why are you watching videos?”

His dad asked, slightly agitated.

“Oh, I was just about to sleep.”

Mike haphazardly spat out.

As his father walked out the door he turned off the lights.

“Well, goodnight.”

“ ’Night.”

Mike said, peeking around the corner of the door opening.

His dad disappeared from his sight.

“Okay, coast is clear, you can come out now.”

Mike whispered to the closet just as he was about to turn the lights back on.

“Okay!”

Pinkie Pie crawled up from under the bed.

Mike looked confused.

“Wait, you were hiding in my closet, how did you?”

“This is Pinkie I'm talking about, she’ll continue to defy physics, no matter if she’s in a different universe or not.” He realized.

Pinkie looked at Mike with a grin on her face.

“Never mind.”