Our Inner Ponies 2: A Race Against Time

"I'm really sorry I couldn't make it to your Winter Break Party Kayleigh," I apologized for the trillionth time to my new friend, Kayleigh F. Morris. "It's just that Zaria wasn't coming 'cause she had an eye doctor appointment today, and my mom had to work an extra shift and take Max to the vet, and—"

"Whoa, Maya! Relax!" Kayleigh cried, laughing. "It's okay! I can never throw a good party, anyways. Only five people came, and already two people left after eating the cake and playing my Wii!" I had to laugh.

"You know who can throw an awesome party, K?" I asked deviously.

"No, who? Do I know him or her? Is he cute? Is she friendly?"

"No, you don't know 'em. But I'll tell you this: It's a she, she very cute and friendly, and her name's Pinkie Pie. She's a professional party planner."

"Who the hell is she? Is that her nickname or somethin'?"

"Never mind, Kayleigh. Um, I gotta go edit my YouTube page and check for messages. My inbox is beyond full. Save me some cake, okay? Hasta la vista!" I quickly hung up before Kayleigh could say goodbye.

I tossed my cell phone on my carpet and flopped face-first on my canopy bed. If only Kayleigh knew who Pinkie Pie was. Even though I didn't have that good of a memory, I remembered every single detail that had happened to Zaria and me two years ago. But every time I thought of that memory, I got depressed and always shook the thought off. If only we had stayed a little longer!

I opened my laptop and replied to some YouTube messages, but a particular memory floated around in my head. It was how Zaria and I got to Ponyville in the first place. Without thinking, I typed in MLP:FIM, Which Character Are You? in the search engine. The same quiz popped up at the top of the results highlighted in purple, indicating that I had already clicked it. I ran my finger along the link below the results and, slowly, closed the tab and went to Cool Math instead. After a long difficult game of Papa's Pancakeria, I headed toward my bathroom and splashed some water on my face. When I turned the faucet on for more, nothing came out. My eyes wide in confusion, I dried my face and tried the second faucet for water. Nothing. Not a single drop!

"Oh man," I murmured. "Not water problems!" Suddenly, I heard faint music blasting out of nowhere. I rushed to my phone and grinned. Zaria!

"Hey, what's up?" I greeted happily. "Didn't expect to get a call from you this evening—"

"Maya, my TV completely froze and I didn't even pause it!" Zaria cried. "My remote's on my dresser, and I'm on my bed!"

I got a little scared.

"Yeah, well, my water isn't working. I was washing my face and it just froze. Maybe it's some appliance and electrical glitch."

"Maybe, but...I just don't get how we both—" Zaria paused.

"Zaria, you okay?" I asked. No reply. "Zaria?"

Still nothing!

"Zaria, stop trying to scaring me! What's wrong? Why'd you stop talking?" I looked at my phone. The call was still in process, but the time to let you know how long you were talking just stopped!

"Zaria?" I whispered. I dropped my phone and looked around my room. Was this a cruel prank? A real electronic problem? Or was this one seriously messed up dream/nightmare?

I snatched my phone up and hit the red button. The call didn't disappear. I got all panicky inside, breathing hard and sweating a bit. We need you! a ghostly voice cried. I jumped and whirled around, putting my hands in self defense. My phone slammed on my toe, but I didn't mind the pain.

"Don't mess with me!" I warned. "I know taekwondo, and I ain't afraid to use it!" Not really... I thought. "I know Chuck Norris, too! Okay, I don't...but he'll kick your—"

The mirror! the voice beckoned. Come! Now! I let out a scared whimper. Suddenly, my feet started moving toward my bathroom!

"A-AAH!" I screamed, holding out my arms. It felt as if I didn't have a bottom half of my body. When I got in the doorway of my bathroom, I held onto the hinges.

"No way some ghost is gonna possess me!" I shrieked, trying to control my feet.

Then, with no warning whatsoever...my body just rose up and pointed straight toward the mirror! I screamed so loud I thought my cry would send glass flying. I slowly levitated toward my long mirror, my heart beating like mad. As my skin slid past it, I felt like a part of me was passing out but another part was being born. Strange combination, huh?

The process was extremely cold, and my body went dead numb. My neck was finally up next. I took a deep breath and said my last words I could ponder up:

"I love you, Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson! Marry me, baby!"

Then everything went black as I slipped into unconsciousness.