Pinkie's Dreams

Just another day in Ponyville. The gentle breeze is dancing by the ponies in town. Happy bustling echoed from the Town Square. Rarity's Boutique seemed awfully busy, much busier than it usually is. Apple Buck season had just rolled around, so Applejack and the rest of the Apple Family were occupied with their usual duties. Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash were prepping for a big flight examination to come. The sun beamed down on one of the only two ponies who were left with nothing to do for the next few weeks. Pinkie Pie knocked on Twilight's door. She stood in her usual up-beat posture, always happy to see one of her best friends. Twilight opened the door via magic and shouted from deeper within the Library.

"Come on in! I'm in the back!"

As usual, Pinkie only gigglesnorted and trotted within the house. She kicked the door closed and began to bounce gingerly towards the repetitious voice of Twilight. She seemed to be outwardly complaining about this and that. As Pinkie finally approached the purple mare, she seemed exceptionally delighted. More so than usual.

"Hi Twilight! What're you doing?!"

"Oh, hi Pinkie. I'm just trying to get some of these older books put away, to make room for newer ones. What are you doing?"

Pinkie giggled and, for once, sat down and began to ponder about how to word her next sentence. She thought, and thought, and thought. Twilight almost looked at her in concern as the pink pony simply thought.

"...Uh. Pinkie Pie?"

"...Twilight. I've been having some really, really weird dreams. Can I talk to you about them?"

"Well, of course, Pinkie. Let me just grab some things."

Twilight then proceeded to grab a pair of glasses, a notepad to scatch down, well, notes, and a strange looking coat. Pinkie giggled and rolled her eyes. The two of them trotted off to a room with a chair and a couch. Pinkie proceeded to lay on the couch, while Twilight plopped down in the chair. After a small moment of silence, Twilight began to speak.

"Now. Tell me the whole dream, Miss Pie. From start to finish."

"Well..."

After what seemed like an eternity, Pinkie eventually finished explaining her dreams. Twilight seemed, not only astonished, also very intrigued. After the two conversed about it, Pinkie and Twilight concluded that the dreams were caused by lack of stress-relief.

"You should find a positive way to get rid of all of those negative emotions, Pinkie. They're going to keep making these dreams. And they'll only get weirder."

"Thank you Twilight. I'll definitely find a way to clear this stress!"

Pinkie then ran out of the library. She ran towards Sugarcube Corner. That night, Pinkie had finally finished closing and cleaning. She was practically exhausted from all of her work she's done. She gave a usual, giddy smile to the cleaned room and nodded. She then trotted upstairs to her room. As she slowly walked in, she looked about.

"Hmm... A positive way to release stress... I wonder what that would be."

Pinkie shrugged. She turned out the lights and plopped down onto her bed, pulling the covers up over her head.

Pinkie found herself sitting in, what appeared to be, a large blackened room. She couldn't see anything, not even her hoof in front of her face. At first, she was worried. But then, it grew dimly lit. She noticed another pony sitting across from her. Hesitantly, she began to examine the pony.

"...Is that..."

She looked harder. She gave a gentle gasp, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. The pony on the other side of the black space had a long, beautiful, pink mane with a matching tail. Her body was a lighter shade of pink. Pinkie blinked a bit and stared with anticipation at the exact copy of her sitting across the area.

"Oohh, Pinkie Pie... You've finally come..."

The copy spoke with the same exact voice. To Pinkie's wonder, she stood up and walked up to the clone, now without any hesitation or concern. She stared into the eyes of the copy, two pairs of large, twinkling, blue eyes clashing with one another. The copy then grinned.

"You may call me... Pinkamena... So as to prevent confusion among each other. Yes?"

"Uhh... Oki doki loki."

"Good girl... Now... I'm so glad you've come, Pinkie... It was getting so lonely without you..."

"What do you mean, Pinkamena?"

"...I've been here for so long... With nopony... Your mind is actually quite an empty place for a pony who knows what she's doing before she does it."

Then, Pinkie Pie blinked. She tilted her head and then smiled at the clone.

"You're funny. My mind? I can't be in my own mind, silly!"

At that moment, Pinkamena had tackled Pinkie. She glared into Pinkie's eyes with a hint of lust. This made Pinkie gulp.

"...But it is your mind... And you know this is what you want... As much as I know it, too... I am basically a part of your mind..."

"...What do you mean?"

"...I lust for you, Pinkie Diane... I crave your sensation... Your desire... Your touch..."

Pinkamena gave her counterpart a large and luscious grin. She inched her snout towards the happy mare's slowly, her tongue moistening her lips with a slow drag. Her eyes glared into the mare's, her saliva shimmering along her lips. This caused the happy mare to shudder in anticipation. She watched the girl's lips hungrily.