Equestrian Psycho

by Artie Downer

Horseshoes

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Pinkie Pie was in her room talking to Gummy. Throughout the entire conversation, Gummy remained silent.

"Listen, you're dating Colgate, and she's in Trottingham. You're fucking me, and we haven't made plans. What could you possibly be up to tonight? ... On a lot of sugar? Gummy? Gummy, you're dating an asshole. Gummy, you're dating the biggest dickweed in Ponyville. Gummy, you're dating a tumbling, tumbling dickweed. ... Gummy? Dinner. ...I'm thinking Horsia. ...Wear something fabulous."


Pinkie Pie  was walking the streets of Ponyville, scouting for the most craved restaurant in Ponyville, Horsia. She entered the renowned fine-eating establishment, only to be greeted by a waiter with an upper-crust accent and moustache.

"Welcome to Horsia, mademoiselle. How can I help you?"

"Yeah, I know it's a little late, but is it possible to reserve a table for two at 8:00 or 8:30, please?"

The waiter looked at Pinkie is silence, before he began to descend into a fit of laughter in front of her.


Pinkie Pie and the gang, that was the Elements of Harmony, had gathered into Twilight's library. It was filled to the brim with bookshelves stuffed with ancient tomes and as well modern writings. There was no doubt in any pony's mind that the ever studious librarian had read every single book, as she lived in the hollowed-out tree.

And then there was Derpy. The ever bubbly, as complimented by her bubble cutie mark, mailmare had somehow joined the clique and socializing with all the other ponies as if they had known each other forever. The conversations of friendship, activities, and other common topics were all being shared about the ponies, including Spike, save for Pinkie Pie. She had strangely been standing alone near the windows looking outside.

Derpy flew over Pinkie, clumsily, to greet her. "Hi, Pinkie Pie! How're you doin'!? Wow, I really like your mane it's all cotton candy! Can I touch it?" Despite never given an answer, Derpy reached with her hoof towards Pinkie's bubble gum hair.

With the swiftness of a ninja, Pinkie smacked away Derpy's hoof away from her hair. "Your compliment was sufficient, Derpy."

The cross-eyes pegasus simply smiled and said, "OK!" She giggled and flew away towards the other ponies.

Rainbow Dash approached Pinkie Pie to greet her as well. "Hey, Pinks. How are ya?"


Dash has mistaken my name and called me 'Pinks', the name of another pony, who's a complete dickhead. It seemed logical, because Pinks also has a pink coat and, in fact, has the exact same voice as me. She also works at a sweets shop with BonBon and Mintabella. Pinks and I even go to the same barber, although I have a slightly sillier haircut.


"So, how's it going at Sugarcube Corner, Pinkie Pie?" asked Rainbow Dash.

"It's uh... it's just super-duper-Cooper!" replied Pinkie with a smile.

"Really? That's interesting. It's not... it's not great. That's what I hear from the Cakes. They say you spend too much time in your room talking to Gummy than working."

"Oh, well, you know, Dashie! Hey, how about I make us all cupcakes!" In an instant, a pink blur could be seen sinking into the kitchen as Pinkie Pie expedited her baking skills. A fresh batch of cupcakes was delivered to each of the ponies.

Later on, Applejack and Rainbow Dash begun rambling about playing horseshoe. "Aw yeah!" said Rainbow, obviously enthusiastic about the promise of a competitive match with her best friend and rival. "I got my lucky horseshoe with me! Check it out."

Applejack took the horseshoe and inspected it. "Woo wee! That there sure is a mighty fine horseshoe you got there, Rainbow. So, how about Friday?"

"Sorry, AJ. No can do. I got an 8:30 res at Horsia."

All eyes were on Rainbow Dash, shocked that the athletic mare would have a reservation for a fine dinning restaurant in Ponyville. She knew what they were asking without a word being mentioned and answered, "Uh... it's a dinner with Soarin, OK?" A nervous laugh followed this.

Rarity faced Twilight and Fluttershy. "Horsia on a Friday night? How'd she swing that?"

Twilight replied, "I think she's lying."

Pinkie Pie had become interested by this conversation the moment she saw Rainbow Dash's lucky horseshoe. She picked hers off one of her front hoofs and slide it forward for all to see. "New horseshoe. What do you think?"

Everypony leaned in at the white, shiny, and refurbished horseshoe. Twilight gave her thought on it. "Whoa. Very nice. Look at that."

A smug smirk appeared on Pinkie's face. "Picked them up from the blacksmith's yesterday."

"Good coloring," said Rarity.

"That's bone. And the nailing is something called silian nail."

"It's very cool, Pinkie," said Twilight. "But that's nothing. Look at this." Twilight removed one of her horseshoe, which was colored by a matching purple hue as the owner, and placed it right next to Pinkie's.

"That is really nice," complimented Rarity.

"I agree," whispered Fluttershy.

"Egg iron with romarelian nailing," continued Twilight. "What do you think?"

Pinkie examined the horseshoe under great scrutiny, only to politely reply, "Nice."

"By Celestia," Rarity continued, "that is simply superb. By don't take take this into offense, Twilight, but I never knew you could be so tasteful."

Twilight answered, "Oh I don't mind, Rarity."


I can't believe Rarity prefers Twilight's card to mine.


Rarity interjected, "Still, darlings. I'm sure you haven't seen anything quite like this." She pulled off her horseshoe and displayed it for all to see. "Raised ironing. Pale nimbus white." Ironically, it looked the same as very other horseshoe.

"Impressive," Pinkie complimented. "Very nice.... Let's see Rainbow Dash's card."

Applejack pulled out Rainbow's horseshoe, which is strangely had been keeping in her hat, and handed it to Pinkie Pie.


Look at that subtle off-cyan coloring, the tasteful thickness of it. Oh my, Celestia. It even has a watermark.


Everybody around Pinkie Pie watched her nervously, as her hoof shaked while holding Rainbow's horseshoe, before dropping it onto the floor. The silence lingered, until Derpy asked, "Is something wrong, Pinkie? You're sweating."

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