Broken Hearts Part 1: Entropy's Wrath

Spike's funeral was held the very next day, everypony in Ponyville was there. Three ponies in the crowd stood at the front of the service, Rarity, Twilight, and Pinkie Pie, all of them crying harder than they had ever cried before. It was a particularly dark day, sense everypony was at the funeral the pegusus had yet to clear the clouds. A grey and dreary mood settled over Ponyville for most of the day. Twilight had finally gotten up and said a few words before Spike was ceremoniously burned in front of his grave stone. The dragon death ceremony was one of great beauty, as a dragon's body burned it turned into hypo translucent ashes which flowed through the gentle breeze as it passed. The bones were then magically sealed beneath the tombstone. After the service all the ponies went home except Pinkie and Rarity, Pinkie had stopped crying and had a strange stern look on her face, Rarity however was still sobbing, wearing a quaint black gown and small black veil over her face.

After a few moments Pinkie looked over to Rarity, who, as she noticed, looked beautiful even when she cried, Pinkie could only think of one thing to say, "He talked about you everyday you know? When he came over to groom himself for you, you were all he cared to talk about." Rarity just looked up at Pinkie and then to the gravestone, then walked towards her boutique continuing to cry. Pinkie sat there silent, for hours and hours, she finally looked to the gravestone and confessed, :You were my only true friend, the only one who went out of their way to come and talk to me, took me seriously. And now you're gone, I didn't even get to say goodbye, you left, just like Granny Pie." Pinkie began to cry yet again and looked over to see Owlowiscious with Spike's note in his talons. Pinkie shouted, "Give that back! It's not yours!" "Who?" the owl responded flying off with the parchment. Pinkie was too upset to chase down the owl, and continued to wallow there long into the night.

The next day Pinkie was lying in her bed, she had not slept all last night, she was to busy crying, she had felt like the whole world had abandoned her, like there was no god left in the world. She had not felt this alone since her days at the rock farm, she was reminded of how alone she truly felt, her hair began to deflate as her true personality began to take form. It was Pinkamena, Pinkie's true personality, who had been locked away for a long time. Pinkamena truly had no friends, it was not her but Pinkie who knew the love of Granny Pie and who made all these fantastic friends, Pinkamena had nothing to live for. She approached the edge of her bed and crawled out of it lazily, she headed towards the kitchen and eyed the knives. As she approached them, she pulled out a large sharp carving knife from the block. Pinkamena firmly placed the knife at her throat, she thought of the farm and where she was now, nothing seemed familiar or happy, like the farm, everything around her appeared grey and dull. She had wondered where her friend had gone before she drug the knife across her throat. Before she could do any real damage she caught herself with the other hoof, Pinkie had returned and was shocked to see a knife in her hoof about to cut her throat. She knew something must be wrong and decided to see Dr. Whooves as soon as possible.

"Multiple Personality Disorder." Dr. Whooves said to Pinkie, his mouth full of cupcake, Pinkie had brought over a whole batch in exchange for a check up, Dr. Whooves said she could have anytime. "What does that mean? I don't know if I understand." Pinkie stated looking confused and disgruntled, Dr. Whooves continued, "Pinkie Pie, I'm sorry to say it but your not the real you. When you were young or when Pinkamena was young she saw the sonic rainboom created by Rainbow Dash. Pinkamena had never sen anything that beautiful in her life, she had no way to handle the issue, so she created you Pinkie." The doctor took another bite of his cupcake and continued his explanation, "You see, Pinkie Pie is who Pinkamena needed to cope with this new experience, Pinkie Pie was exactly what Pinkamena wanted to be, so she became her one and only friend. Your thoughts are completely separate and Pinkamena has retreated to the far reaches of your subconscious, but something intensely sad must have caused her to loose faith in you, and take matters in her own hooves." Dr. Whooves finished polishing off the rest of the cupcake. Pinkie had accepted and understood what the doctor had said, he did seem to know a lot about everything, but she no longer wished to be in the hospital so she said her goodbyes and headed back to sugar cube corner.

As Pinkie returned home she began to think about what Pinkamena had tried to do. It began to make her cry, if Pinkie was Pinkamena's only true friend, Pinkie must have lost what made her special to Pinkamena causing her to be suicidal. The more Pinkie thought the more she began to agree with Pinkamena, she truly had nothing left to live for. No matter how hard anypony tried she knew nothing would be the same and she couldn't stand it. She had thought of a million different ways to kill herself, hanging, jumping off a cliff, slitting her throat, none of these ideas seemed appealing. All she wanted was to be with her friend forever, but to leave this sad dreary world without them knowing. After a few moments it finally dawned on her, she knew exactly what sh wanted. She quickly ran to her room and scribbled a note on a small piece of paper, she ran back down stairs and began preparing the tastiest cupcakes she had ever baked.

The cupcakes sat there, five in all, unbaked and a beautiful scarlet red color. Pinkie was beginning to turn pale, as she set her note on the table, her blood had dripped all over it and the counter. Pinkie walked, well hobbled to the basement doors, she flung them open and turned on the light seeing all the sugar and flour down in storage. She shut the doors behind her and lurched toward a seemingly empty cabinet with a pad lock on it, Pinkie undid the lock and opened the cabinet revealing rotten meat for old fashioned meat pies they never used. She crawled in the cabinet and closed the doors, breaking the fourth wall to lock herself inside. Pinkie laid there slowly bleeding out with a large smile on her face, shortly after closing her eyes she giggled and whispered to herself, "I'll be there soon Granny Pie, Spike, and we'll have to throw a huge party when I get there." Pinkie died moments later as lonely,and yet, as happy as she had been her entire life.

When Mrs. Cake showed up at sugar cube corner later that day she walked into the kitchen and saw the cupcakes sitting next to a note and a pool of blood. She rushed over and read the note, "Dear Mrs. Cake, sorry to leave such a big mess but I was in a hurry. It's very important to me that you bake these cupcakes and deliver them to my friends. I have decided to move to party island after receiving a letter that I had been nominated to e their supreme dictator, I could not refuse. I thought I'd bake these so my friends could have a little part of me with them after I had gone. Thanks so much, your best baker, Pinkie Pie." The note was also covered in blood, Mrs. Cake knew Pinkie had not moved but took her own life, but she decided it was for the best for her friends not to know. She cleaned up the mess and baked the cupcakes, from their smell she could tell they were the sweetest things Pinkie had ever made. What she didn't know was a little piece of Pinkie was actually in each cupcake and her number one baker had locked herself in a cabinet and died. As she headed out to deliver the cupcakes to Pinkie's friends, Owlowiscious swooped in and snatched Pinkie's bloodstained note, Mrs. Cake was helpless to stop the owl and was already busy with her delivery, so she continued on her way to deliver the cupcakes.