Never Go In The Dark

"Hi Sweetie Belle! I just wanted to make sure you were up for P-A-R-T-Y-I-N-G!" Pinkie Pie giggled, but it did not sound like the real Pinkie giggling. "Pinkie Pie? You don't sound like yourself.." Sweetie Belle groaned, almost fainting again. "Of course I don't, silly!" Pinkie Pie giggled more. "Are you sure.." Sweetie Belle, fighting her faintness, tried to walk straight, but she faced Pinkie instead. "I think I should be the one asking you that! Come on, let's give you a helping hand! You'll taste like candy! Hee hee hee!" Pinkie Pie lifted Sweetie Belle, but Sweetie Belle was sure she heard a you'll taste like, but she forgot the rest. She fainted after that, without noticing she was in a room she did not know. Her thoughts invaded her mind. Is this the mysterious door I've been seeing in my nightmares? It looks really familiar.. too. I know I've heard screaming and pleading in that door, but I just don't know yet, Sweetie Belle thought, her eyes in a blur as she wiped them with her hooves. Slowly, she saw a weird pack of blurry gray stuff on a black little desk that could roll. She also saw a weird pink blur, and was sure she saw a white blur on the pink blur, assuming it was teeth. Slowly by slowly, things began forming. Pinkie holding a knife in her mouth, and more horrifying objects on the black desk. Pinkie saw Sweetie Belle struggling to get out. "Oh Sweetie Belle, I just saw something wrong in your brain! I wanted to make sure it was A P-A-R-T-Y OF COURSE!" Pinkie's temper rose, assuming she was very excited. "Pinkie, no! There's no such thing!" Sweetie Belle said under muffled words by the tape. "Oh, what's that you say?" Pinkie giggled. "There's.. no.. way.. P-Pinkie would be like this!" Sweetie Belle gulped, trying to do her magic. But Twilight nor her sister, had not showed her. "NO,"

"NO..." Sweetie Belle barked. "What's with all the NO'S?" Pinkie Pie jumped up and down, about to slice Sweetie Belle's mane and cutie mark. Suddenly, a bright light began to transform around Sweetie Belle. It was not a black nor white color, but it was bright yellow. Soon, it had transformed her into Sweetie Belle Derelle. "AAAAAAAH OH CELESTIA IT'S PINKIE PIE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Sweetie Derelle screamed as loud as she could, making Pinkie Pie's mane go up like a scaredy pony. "HWUAAAAAAAAAA!" Pinkie Pie gasped, jumping up. She trotted quickly to the entrance she could find, as Sweetie Derelle kept screaming as the walls opened to an orchid. Getting out of that basement, the yellow light formed again and she was back to Sweetie Belle. She sighed, and walked to the orchid. She saw two ponies fighting, one pale yellowish, and one orange. "AH TOLD YA TA FIND WHERE SWEETIE BELLE WAS, AND THEN NOW ME AND YA ARE STUCK IN THIS HORRIBLE FOREST!" The pale yellow pony argued with the other. "Well IT WAS my DECISION, and PLUS YOU were exactly the one to go in THIS forest!" The orange pony fought back. "Well see Y'ALL IN Canterlot!" The faint yellow pony angrily kicked the ground, but gasped when she saw Sweetie Belle. "It's Sweetie Belle!"

"Oh! Sweetie Belle!" Scootaloo did a motion for Sweetie Belle. "Hey guys! Where have you been?" Sweetie Belle asked in a hopeless smile. "How 'bout ya?" Applebloom asked. "Well, long story." Sweetie Belle sighed.

"Well, we must have been talking about you guys. What happened?" Sweetie Belle asked. "Uh, we sorta got in a figh'." Applebloom shrugged, looking at Scootaloo impolitely. "She started it!" Scootaloo pointed to Applebloom. "No I did not!" Applebloom nudged Scootaloo. "Oh, what's with all the ruckus?" Sweetie Belle plugged her ears with her hooves.

"Oh.. well.. Ah'm sorry Scoots." Applebloom apologized to Scootaloo. "You should be!" Scootaloo crossed her forelegs. "Well AH'M never gonna be ya friend 'nymore!" Applebloom kicked Scootaloo and ran away to town. "Scootaloo! Look what you did, making Applebloom run into those ruins! We have to help her! She's our friend! And she's part of the Cutie Mark Crusaders!" Sweetie Belle yelled angrily at Scootaloo. "Not to me." Scootaloo grumbled, her face almost red from anger. "So now, you care about her? She's a "filly fooler", and she's mean!"

"Don't you care about her? She's our friend, and she wouldn't try to hurt us, but nopony started it, so please understand, Scootaloo!" Sweetie Belle asked, trying to stand the tears falling in her eyes. Scootaloo sighed, and for at least three minutes, she calmed down. "Nopony harms our friends!" she kicked the ground. "That's the spirit!" Sweetie Belle smiled at her feathered friend, as they galloped and set out to find Applebloom.

"In the hay? Why are y'all cornering me? Rarity, do you have the answers to this?" Applebloom asked, her voices muffled as she was tied to a chair, a rope in her mouth. "Oh no sweetie, it was kind of your sister's fault. But look how I made her perfect hat? Isn't it wonderful?" A gray Rarity stepped out of the shades. She looked like she had been working for weeks, her hair tossed around, and her hair very straight and had tiny fabrics on it. It was almost like her hair was almost burned, too. Her hair had kind of stitches on it, and she did not look like Rarity at all. But then, Applebloom got hypnotized as she looked at her own sister, Applejack. Applejack had a bitten hat, and it was not perfect at all. Applebloom's hair slowly turned to black and white, and now she was a part of this horrible place.

The two galloped as fast as they could, as they got in their senses. They knew they only had to help Applebloom, but as thoughts flickered through Scootaloo's head, she also knew this was dangerous.