Equestrian Psycho

Rarity met up with Pinkie Pie later that night, and they decided to take a stroll together for the sake of boredom and friendship.

Rarity was telling Pinkie Pie all about her boutique and wanted her to catch up on the success she had been having with top fashion designers in Canterlot.

I'm trying to think about what I should feed Gummy tonight, but Rarity, my supposed friend, keeps buzzing in my ear.

"I'm just telling you, Pinkie darling," Rarity continued. "Photo Finish is asking for requests left and right! I simply cannot keep up with her non-stop fashion tour! Alas, a mare such as myself must carry on! You simply must come to one of these extravaganzas!"

Pinkie Pie turned to Rarity, with a tone of annoyance in her voice. "Do what?"

"Why, come to a fashion show, darling! That's all I've been talking about!"

"No, I can't take time off work."

Rarity seemed shocked by this. "But, Pinkie. You've always stop working at Sugarcube Corner to be with your friends! I'm sure Mr. and Mrs. Cake would understand."

"I don't want to talk about it," replied Pinkie.

"Pinkie... I can't help but say I'm surprised. When and why has your job become so important to you?"

Pinkie turned to Rarity's face. "Because I want to fit in." Her tone gave emphasis to each word.

They continued to trot through the night in Ponyville until they reached a new restaurant. Rarity entered and said to the waiter. "Finish party." Soon, they both walked in.

I'm on the verge of tears by the time we arrive at Eqspace, since I'm positive we won't have a decent table, but we do, and relief washes over me in an awesome wave.

Rarity trotted over to a table, where the rest of the gang, and even Derpy Hooves, were sitting at. "Pinkie," she said as she pointed out to two other ponies at the end of the table, "these are Photo Finish and Hoity-Toity. They're both artists."

Rainbow Dash stands up and hands Pinkie Pie the menu. "The menu's in braille."

Pinkie Pie takes it, realizing it had a reflective surface. She puts her hoof on her mane, and poofs it a little.

"Dashie, what are you doing here?" asks Pinkie Pie. "This doesn't seem like the kind of place we you'd be! Are you an imposter!? Is this a conspiracy!? Somepony tell me now!"

"Relax, Pinkie," Rainbow Dash assured. "I'm only at this snooty joint cause I owe Rarity."

"Now, Rainbow Dash," said Rarity. "I'd prefer if you did not talk that way in front of my guests."

Rainbow Dash sat back down with her hooves crossed.

I'm fairly certain that Rainbow Dash and Rarity are hanging out a lot more than usual. Dashie is the only interesting pony I know. I'm almost completely indifferent as to whether Rarity knows I'm hanging out more with Fluttershy, her closest friend. Fluttershy is almost completely nice. She's usually catering to one or more critters at the same time. Tonight, I believe it's Angel. More disturbing than her love for animals, however, is the fact that she's friends with Derpy Hooves, the biggest dufus in Ponyville.

"So, Mr. Hoity-Toity," began Fluttershy. "I was wondering if you had ever used animal skin on your clothing... if that's OK to ask."

"I heard that!" interjected Derpy. "I read it on a muffin!"

Everypony around the table looked at Derpy confusingly, while she continued smiling obliviously.

"Ah, who cares, Fluttershy?" said Rainbow Dash.

Hoity-Toity began his response to Fluttershy's question. "Well, we do prefer not use real animal skin. It certainly affects us."

Rainbow Dash seemed annoyed by this statement. "What about all those starving foals in Canterlot, mister? I mean, doesn't that affect us, too? Do you know anything about poverty? How Princess Celestia won't let them eat cake?"

"Come on, Dashie," interrupted Pinkie Pie. "There are a lot more important things than starving foals to worry about."

"Like what?"

"Well, we have to end the segregation with the Zebras for one, and slow down the Dragon migrations over Equestria, stop the changelings, and world hunger. We have to provide food and shelter for the homeless and oppose racial discrimination and promote civil rights while also promoting equal rights for cows. We have to encourage a return to traditional moral values. Most importantly, we have to promote general social concern and less materialism in young ponies."

Everypony else at the table looked at Pinkie Pie as if she was crazy, as Equestria had become void of those problems for centuries.

Twilight said, "Relax, she's just being Pinkie Pie."

"How thought-provoking!" exclaimed Derpy.

Pinkie Pie was walking alone at night in the streets of Ponyville, until Colgate walked by. Pinkie noticed and walked at a speed in order to catch up and eventually be right next to her.

Pinkie began to stare at Colgate, but when she noticed her, Pinkie puts on a smile and says, "Hello."

Colgate replied. "Oh, hi Pinkie Pie." She seems uncomfortable in her response.

They continued to walk on.

Pinkie Pie was at the local laundry mat, which was run by Zebras with thick accents and usually spoke in their native tongue.  She argued, "'Bleachie'!? I don't believe that's a word!"

The old Zebra mare behind the counter didn't seem to understand what Pinkie Pie was saying, as she continued her onslaught. "Oh, my Celestia. Two things! One, you can't bleach that sheet. Out of the question. Two, I can only get these sheets in Trottingham! These are very expensive sheets and I really need them clean."

The Zebra continued to speak in the native tongue, which tried Pinkie's patience. She put on a smile and went right into the the Zebra's face. " If you don't shut your fucking mouth, I will kill you."

The Zebra's eyes widen and walked back slowly.

"I have a lunch at Pubert's in 20 minutes with my friends and I need those sheets cleaned by this afternoon."

Still, the old Zebra mare continued to speak in her foreign language. To which Pinkie Pie started laughing a little. "I cannot understand you! This is crazy. You're a fool. I can't cope with this. Stupid 'bitchie'!!! Understand!? Jeez."

"Umm... Pinkie?"

Pinkie turned around and saw Fluttershy, as she had walked into the laundry mat.

"Oh, hi Pinkie Pie. I just thought it was you... but I wasn't sure."

Pinkie smiled. "Hi, Fluttershy! What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I was just hear to drop off these clothes for Angel. It's fine by me, but it is a little far away from my home... But, they really are the best, though!"

Pinkie Pie grabbed the sheets out of the Zebra's hooves. "Then why can't they get these stains out? I mean, can you talk to these ponies or something? I'm not getting anywhere."

Fluttershy noticed the red stains on the sheet. "Oh, what are those? If you don't mind me asking, that is..."

"Oh... well, it's cranberry juice. Cranapple, actually! I was just making some treats for Gummy and they just spilled on my bed! Silly me, huh!?"

"Really?"

"Hey, if you could talk to them, that'd just be super-duper, don't you think, Fluttershy? I'm really late I have a lunch with Twilight at Pubert's in 15 minutes."

"Umm, Pinkie? Didn't Pubert's run out of business?" asked Fluttershy.

Pinkie Pie raced for the door, however, and said, "Well, oh boy! I've gotta go. Thanks, Fluttershy!"

"Oh, it's fine by me, Pinkie. Hey, maybe we could have lunch one day next week."

"Sorry, I am at Sugarcube Corner all the time!"

Fluttershy seemed consistent. "What about a Saturday?"

Pinkie Pie looked at her hoof for an imaginary watch and said, "Next Saturday?"

Fluttershy smiled and answered, "Sure. I'd love to."

"Can't. I have a matinee of Les Mares. Listen, I've really got to go. I'll see ya!"

And Pinkie was gone.