Pinkie Pie is being a bit silly.

...No, really!

Up until recently things were fine and super and good and now, suddenly, her heart's all twisted in knots like a pretzel! And she doesn't like pretzels very much! Especially when it only happens when she's talking to her most generous friend, who doesn't deserve a pretzel at all.

Surely, though--her other friend Twilight would know what to do about it. She could figure it out, certainly. She's the smartest, cleverest, most incredible pony ever and...

...

Oh.

Oh... Right.

Pinkie feels even more like a pretzel when Twilight is around.

(not a Raripie/polyamory fic, sorry!!)

((or a Rarilight fic for that matter))

despite what the title suggests, this is not a Rarity-centric fic or from the perspective of her, hence why she's the third character tagged and not the first!! she's just the main topic of this fic, if that makes sense. i was inspired by the song "Heather" by Conan Gray and it gives me TwiPie vibes for some apparent reason so i cooked this up in my brain hehehe