Ragequitting From Life

Chapters

Toast bath (Reedited)
Memory Spell and Foalhood Tragedy (Reedited)
Violent Stars (Redited)
Though Seriously (Reedited)
Little Black Book
Purple Delusion
PILLS HERE! (Reedited)

Toast bath (Reedited)

Rainbow dash fell to the ground around the same time her final tears hit as well. Her broken and snapped wings twitched in final death throws. Pinkie stood over the dead Pegasus with a smile on her face. Blood was smeared and splattered on her. A Chain led from her hoof to another Pinkie who just watched with a tied expression. Her hair was flat and lifeless unlike the grinning bloody version that held the leash, she simply sighed as her psychotic other self as she stood over her former friend.

The other Pinkie looked at her leashed self and looked annoyed at the rather unaffected self.

“Nothing... not even a tear or a heartfelt shout of protest… or a vow of vengeance like the last few times oh you’re not any more fun.” She said kicking rainbow’s body and watching Pinkie for any response, yet nothing just a blank glare.
The straight haired Pinkie looked numbly towards the smoking remains of twilight’s library. The memories of watching twilight burn inside the library, banging on the front door as the place burned. Her screams for help here pleads for help destroyed Pinkie but the chain she was on kept holding her back as her other self-watched as she suffered through her friend death.

She looked at the grim pile of body’s that the other Pinkie had stacked in front of her. Her friends were placed side to side first Fluttershy, she had died of a heart attack at just the other Pinkie jumping out of nowhere with a knife. Then applejack whose throat had been slashed, next rarity who had her horn cut off and her mane decimated with a dull razor before getting strangled with a piece of fabric. Then Twilight’s charred remains, and now rainbow’s butchered body had been added to the line.

She looked at the pile she could see the cutie mark crusaders, the cakes, and even poor pumpkin and pound cake whose tiny bodies had been stabbed. She remembered the pain more than felt it, it was more like a dull thud on her numbed heart.
She looked at the other her who looked very bored with her.

“then I guess since you’re not going to be giving any more fun I guess I should just add you to the..” she never finished because Pinkie had wrapped the chain that had stopped her from saving her friends lives around the other Pinkie ’s neck and tightened it by crossing her hooves behind the mare’s curly hair.
She pulled harder until she heard a satisfying gagging and choking sound come from the other her.
She didn’t feel any joy out of this she didn’t feel much more than an overwhelming feeling of a need to choke a bitch. Once that urge was filled with one swift movement she snapped the mare’s neck with a satisfying wet crack.

Then she woke up in her bed, the birds were singing their songs and the sunlight drifted happily through her blinds. She stared at her ceiling thinking of the entire constant night mare’s that flooded her dreams. Always going back to the same Ponyville with the dull sky’s and her on a leash as the other her committed murder and tortured her friends. She blinked a couple of times and a single thought crossed her mind…. I just killed my elements, my kindness, my generosity, my honesty, my magic, my loyalty, and now my laughter… she stared at the ceiling for a moment more then got up walked to the kitchen grabbed the toaster passed misses cake in the hallway, who just watched her walk back up the stairs.
She grabbed a quill and some parchment and set to writing.
First off FUCK YOU world fuck you, second I’m done I’m rage quitting from life, I’m going to take a toast bath, separate my shit, however, you like I don’t care
p.s send gummy to Fluttershy’s

She sat the paper aside in plain sight for anypony to see and carried the toaster to her bathroom and slammed the door. Then proceeded to fill the bath tub with water once it was filled enough to Suit her needs, she turned the water off and plugged in the toaster and stood in the water with it in her arms. She stared at it for a moment with a tired glare then simply pulled her hooves away releasing the toaster. Right as the toaster hit the water she saw movement from the door then a loud popping hissing sound and then every part every muscle seized up at once she couldn’t move couldn’t cry out, she couldn’t do anything but feel the burning, it started from inside then reached to the outside. She felt like she was atoning for something, then the nightmare’s came back to her. She looked at twilight’s burnt body being dragged across the ground as the other Pinkie hummed a cheerful tone as she watched twilight being added to the pile. Then almost like a light switch, everything stopped.

Then she opened her eyes and looked up at the nice white ceiling that loomed above her. She sat up and looked around at the hospital room with the lights off. She looked at the machine that monitored her vitals and then turned her eye’s forward to the blank wall. Then fell back onto the bed with a soft rustle of the sheets.

“fuck!”

Is all she said then closed her eyes and waited for the pink bitch to return and much to her surprise (NOT!!!) the other Pinkie was waiting for her and she was back in the chain. She gave her other self a numb stare. The other Pinkie looked like she was about to say something before Pinkie used the chain to drag her other self to the floor and into her waiting hooves. The other Pinkie scrapped at the ground trying to stop her from getting her hooves on her. But it didn’t work and used the chain to pull her close enough for Pinkie to snap her neck for the second time. The body hit the floor again and Pinkie walked through the town of her mind dragging the dead body alongside her. She passed the remains of the library, then the body pile’s the numerous bloody hoof and drag marks that cover the ground and dirt. She sighed and sat on a bench looking over all this and closed her eye’s
To open them back to the dull hospital room.

Author's Note

Reedited and for the better

Memory Spell and Foalhood Tragedy (Reedited)

It’s been several long agonizing weeks since Pinkie's attempt on her own life. Though the physical sickness had passed, the mental still had its wicked claws dug into her very mind? She barely eat, hardly moved more than from her bed to her window, in which she spent the entire time staring out of in deep thought. She had to be drugged and forced into sleep by her doctors. The nightmares of fighting off her corpse friends and the other her... the therapy just caused violent outbursts that threatened staff and herself...

Her friends visited her one by one but Pinkie just eyed them as if they were dangerous animals. She screamed the first time Twilight had visited; she kept yelling she was sorry before hiding under her blankets to sob. The reaction was less violent but more heart wrenching when Rainbow Dash visited... all she did was curl up, and cry to herself repeating the words “I'm sorry” over and over again. The other visited with varying results but none positive. That’s why when Twilight made her way up those hospital stairs she was nervous and scared about her friend’s possible violent reaction.

The book about Equestrian Psychology gripped tightly with her magic. The magic inside could very well be the answer her friend desperately needed. But when she reached the door her hoof hesitated, for a split second her mind wondered does she even want my help.... but the most assertive part of her mind told her she needed to help. When she opened the door she only saw the straight pink mane and her back as her friend just stared out the window like a statue that watched over the courtyard.

Twilight walked slowly to her and saw the hoof just hanging over the edge of the wheelchair and worried thoughts came to her mind as she bolted to her friend’s chair. For a split second, she could see Pinkie sitting there throat slashed as blood flowed over and out of her slashed throat, a smile was actually on her bloody face as both arms hung over the arms of the chair. Twilight’s heart was pounding until she blinked and saw Pinkie just sitting there staring past the purple unicorn. Twilight took in a sharp breath then released it and mentally kicked herself for letting her imagination ran away with her like that. She placed a hoof on Pinkie’s and the pink mare looked at her out of the corner of her eye.

“Pinkie?” she asked softly and the mare made no indication that she had heard other then the watchful eye. “I found something that can....” she stopped and took a deep breath. “That can help you,” she finished and then and only then did Pinkie turn head to Twilight. Her eyes were wide and her pupils were small with a crazed tearful look on her face.

“You can stop the dreams? You can make the pain stop?....I hope it ends me.... You know it wasn't me that did it all it was... HER... it was Pinkie that did it.... not Me." she said going off into her own mind and her tears started to fall again. Her eyes glazed over and she started to rock in the chair. “I had a way to stop it all to cure myself but noooo..... You just had to stop such well-made plans...” she said looking at her with a crazed look. Then she got out of the chair suddenly and took a step towards Twilight. “Are you going to kill me...?” she asked and her face switched from such insanity to a look of innocent wanting. “It would make sense since the other Me did such horrible things to you Twi...." Pinkie reached out with a hoof and tried to caresses Twilight's cheek with it but she drew back and the insane mare's face looked sad then she turned her back on Twilight. "Makes sense if you do..." she said and Twilight tried to make sense of the pink mare's words.

“But Pinkie….” she was cut off by a very anger look from the pink mare... Pinkie looked at her with such anger and hurt in her eyes that Twilight stopped talking... the pink mare looked towards her again.

"I’M NOT PINKIE!!!! I am Pinkamena.... Pinkie is the bitch that kills and butchers her friends.... She's the one that burned you....... killed the others....hurt and broke Dash.... then she was the one who used you all to torture me!" she said and with each sentence she was slowly backing Twilight into a wall. "I'm not her.... I didn't do those things but I had to watch, and hear them happen, though.....I tried to stop her but I just couldn't, she wouldn't let me and now.... and now she's the reason one of my friend’s going to kill me...right?" she asked as Twilight's back hit the wall. "RIGHT?!?" she asked again placing a hoof on the wall so Pinka could lean over her... Twilight's brain started to panic and she quickly discharged a spell into Pinka's head. Once the spell made contact the pink mare hit the floor boneless. Tears streamed down her cheeks and with blurry unfocused eyes.... she looked at Twilight before muttering one last thing before slipping to darkness... “Thank.... you,” she said before closing her eyes.

Twilight looked at the sleeping mare before slumping to the ground... she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Tears welled up in her eyes for her friend who was so looking for her own death to the point of wondering if her own friend would deal the finally blow.. It was sickening at how sad it was. She looked at her friend. She focused on the good times she and the pink party mare had... like when she had confessed her liking of mares to the pink pony who just smiled and said good for her and even suggested a coming out of the closet party, which Twilight quickly declined. She used her magic to pick up the sleeping mare and slipped her into bed. She knocked a small black book off the table on accident but ignored it until the pink mare was safely in bed. Then and only then did she reach down with her magic at the small black book. She looked at the sleeping mare and took a deep breath, before casting the duplication spell. And in less than three seconds, two perfectly identical books hovered in her magical grip. She flipped through both book's pages to see if the writing was facing the right way.....

But she had to try to hold back a gasp as she found a whole page filled with scribbles and spots of red ink. She focused on the scribbles themselves then took a step back and focused on the actual picture and had to stop another gasp. It was a curly hair Pinkie covered in blood red ink in places holding a bloody knife in one hand. She closed her copy of the book and ran out of the room as quickly and as quietly as possible. Once the door clicked shut she galloped out of the hospital and towards her library. She moved fast but about half way, her lifestyle of reading and staying indoors for long periods of time caught up to her, and she had to stop. She coughed at the sudden tightness in her chest. Her heart was beating rapidly and she finally realized just how much the visit to Pinkie...Pinka affected her. The look on Pinka's face as she asked Twilight if she was going to kill her. Twilight shook her head trying to shake the image away. Once she could breathe properly she set off in a faster trot.

But in her distracted state, she didn't notice the prismatic Pegasus flying overhead. So when Rainbow hovered just slightly above her and tapped her on the shoulder. The purple unicorn jumped a good foot into the air. She turned around quickly and looked up to the Rainbow Pegasus.

"Rainbow....! You scared me to near death!" Twilight said breathlessly as she tried to regain control over her beating heart... Rainbow laughed and raised an eyebrow

“Since when did you get so jumpy?” she asked and Twilight’s grew silent and looked disturbed for a moment. But that was all Rainbows needed to get her answer. “You saw Pinkie didn't you?” she asked and Twilight nodded

"She... she doesn’t want to be Pinkie anymore..." twilight said and Dash tilted her head in confusion.

“What do you mean?” she asked and Twilight looked at her hooves and took a deep breath. "She calls herself Pinkamena now her...”

“Yeah, her full name I...I know.” Dash seemed to deflate. "But you have a plan right... some sort of spell you can zap her with....right Twi...." Dash asked and only got silence and her head dropped, her ears hung limply. There were tears in Dash's eyes

“Dash I had something....but I need to know more about what she's been through in her mind and I have the guild in my hooves,” she said and Dash looked at Twilight. She held up the book and Dash tried to swipe it, but Twilight moved it out of reach. “Sorry Dash but I need to figure out what's in here first before I do anything else.” She said and Dash gave her a look then crossed her hooves in front of her.

“When you say things like that it makes me want to have it more….but for Pinkie, I’ll let you go…but I want to know what you find or what this plan is OK!” she said and sped away.

Twilight felt for the mare and knew she was just worried for Pinkie or Pinka now. Twilight trotted a bit slower thinking of how her friend had spiraled into this state of mind…first she started spending more time with her friend but, then we started seeing Pinkie more often and she stayed in Sugar Cube Corner most the time.

“We all thought she was working on something, then she tried to kill herself and we all well blamed ourselves for what happened…” she spoke to herself as she walked.

She was so lost in thought that she ran into the Ponyville Library sign in front of her own house. She shook off the impact and opened the door with her magic and set the book on her little desk. But before anything else could be done the little dragon called from the stairwell and she looked up to see him looking down at her with a worried expression.

“She that bad you had to buy another book to get over it?” he asked worry weighed every word down and her heart broke for the baby dragon.

If she kept all these depressing events in her mind she might just become like the poor pink mare…..or destroy the whole town in a manic depressed induced spell… she tried not to think about that possible option. But instead, she focused on the baby dragon that was as much her child as her brother.

“No, Spike this book was… it's Pinkie’s journal and I believe that it might give me some clues as to what might have happened.” She finished and Spike’s eyes grew wide.

“So you might be able to cure her if you know enough about what happened?” he asked and she allowed herself to laugh at his optimism. Then she realized she had to laugh she needed that particular element right now…. And so did Pinkie…..Pinka she mentally apologized for the mistake again. The conversation didn’t last long and Spike went to cleaning and dusting out and Twilight took the little black journal up to her room and was about to open it to the first page but when her actually hoof touched it, it felt like the book bit her, she jerked her hoof back and eyed the book a little before. Touching it again she didn’t feel the jolt like before but merely maintaining hoof contact with it sent uneasy waves through her like the book had absorbed so much negative energy that it just wanted to lash out at others. Twilight steeled herself and opened to the first page.

I’ve started to have nightmares…. horrible nightmares and I feel like I need to write them down in case they start to mean things like that one time I had dreams about Twilight coming and telling me something important and then that came true… though I really, really hope these nightmares are not going to come true… the one I had last night was bad. I was walking through town and everyone looked at me like I was nothing, that they only saw me as a pest and then they tried to throw me out of town, it was bad. The rest of the page detailed some remedies for nightmares. So Twilight skipped them over until the next dream entry.

The dream just turned so much worse…. This time, I was on a leash and another I held the end of it. She dragged me to burnt out homes and there were ponies everywhere just lying on the ground….I think they were dead…. Oh, Celestia please tell me they will end soon PLEASE! She kept dragging me places and would hold out her hooves and ask me if I liked my own handy work. She said I did all of this… she said I killed all these ponies, I tried looking for my friends but she would only smile and tell me “spoilers” whenever I asked. After that, I ran to each of my friends that day just to make sure every pony was alright. I told myself that nothing was going on that it was just all in my head and that there was nothing to worry about….

Twilight turned another page and was shocked by the sheer number of worrying squabbles all ever the page. It was things like please let it stop… I’m sorry Fluttershy….. Please forgive me for even having a nightmare like that… please don’t hate me, it wasn’t me I swear!! The other me killed you it wasn’t me I swear… Twilight quickly turned the page she could feel her heartbeat quicken and her hooves were growing sweaty. The next page was covered in tear and wet stains…

“I’m sorry but why did I kill Applejack…. Why would I cut her throat with a knife… it just doesn’t make any sense anymore… it just doesn’t, and why must I watch and see all of these things the blood, oh goddess, so much blood it spilled on me and the other I just laughed at the spray. I can still feel the blood oh god it’s stained onto my brain, oh my goddess. It’s all over my hooves I can’t wash it off of myself.

Twilight could see Applejack’s blood… spewing out of her neck in details that Twilight couldn’t comprehend she could feel the blood that Pinkie wrote about she hugged herself to stop shaking. She turned the page and the writing was shaky but she could read it.

Tonight… it was Rarity. The other me dragged me into the dress shop and took Rarity from her bed and used the most beautiful ribbon gag and bind the white unicorn. …… she lopped Rarity’s horn off with a hacksaw… the muffled cries will haunt me forever. I thought could this get any worse and I wished I had never even thought such things… she used another piece of ribbon to strangle my friend. Her body kept twisting and jerking as the other me just laughed. Until Rarity stopped moving and her eyes rolled around in her head. I cried out and the other me dragged me out the door but stopped when a small squeak came from behind I looked and there was Sweetie Bell looking at her sister’s corpse, the sick part is that she looked at me, not the other me just me and with watery eyes asked me why I did such horrible things. I looked at her in disbelief but I turned to her and tried to stay in between her and the other me I had to protect her…but the other me just tossed me aside and when I tried to run back to save her. The other I raised a hoof with Rarity’s horn in it and Sweetie looked at me. “Why are you doing this?” she asked the other me drove the horn into Sweetie’s temple. I cried hard and cradled the little filly. The other I tugged on my chain and I lashed out at her with hooves and teary eyes. But I woke up thrashing in my bed with teary eyes.

Twilight held a hoof over her mouth as what she just read fully took effect. She felt sick at the images of the murder and slaughter passed her eyes. How could Pinkie do such things it made her angry and rage filled her. She wanted to lash out at something. But she kept reading trying not to blame her friend for her nightmares but with such dark and gory dreams, something has got to going on with her… just how long until Pinka decides to act out these horrible dreams. Twilight couldn’t stop herself from asking these questions. She turned the page.

I fully thought that things couldn’t get worse….I was so fucking wrong… She drug me to the library and I knew what she was going to do so I tried I thought of a plan to stop her… but she started a fire… the library burnt to the ground…with Twilight and Spike inside. I could hear her pounding on the door trying to get out but the door wouldn’t move. I strained and fought that pink bitch. She kept me back so I could hear Twilight’s pained screams I cried and fought harder until she pinned me and I had to watch Twilight burn to death and there was nothing I could do about it just sit and cry and scream at the other me she was Pinkie… I’m not Pinkie, no I’m not that kind of bitch who would kill my friends…. Twilight’s scream they're ingrained in my head I can’t help her…. So I do the only thing my brain tells me to do… cover my ears and cry. It didn’t work and her screams just keep echoing in my head. Pinkie let go of me and I burst through the door and I wished I hadn’t...Twilight laid at my hooves some parts were so burnt it was hard to tell it was her. I stepped back and screamed at the burnt remains of my friend. The scream kept repeating in my head and I tried to block it out but nothing worked. Until I heard something else overshadow the scream…Pinkie was behind me and she pulled on the chair to get my attention.

“Wow I wonder if you get double points for filly-foolers…” the words actually escaped her mouth. I lunged at her and she pulled me to the floor. And I woke up in my bed my eyes stung from the tears, my hair was straight…

Twilight had felt sad and scared at the other pages but not this one she felt pain….she could see the house burning around her she could feel the fire licking at her hooves, but worse of all she could hear her own screaming in pain... and over that she could hear Pinkie taunting her for being a filly fooler. Twilight’s vision grew red and rage fueled her magic. Before she could even think about what to do she threw the book to the floor and flipped her desk over spilling ink and papers everywhere. The desk landed with a loud thud and she faced the book that spelled out her death…. She lit her horn and the book burst into flames. The flames were purple with magic and her magic made sure only the book caught fire. She stared with hatred at the book even when Spike ran up screaming questions, asking if Twilight was ok. She ignored him until she finally spoke.

“Spike finds me the book on memory spells,” She asked then looked over to her bed and located the book. “Never mind just go down stairs, Spike.”

“But….”

“Now spike!!” She nearly yelled at him and he quickly ran back down those stairs. She stared at the book burning to embers much like Pinkie had done to her in her mind… she hated the mare she knew why she hated the pink mare…. Because deep down in her “friends” mind she hated her and all her other friends. That was the only reason she would dream of such horrible things. It hurt that the one friend she confined in hated her for that reason, tortured her for that reason… it made her sick to even think of the pink mare. She stomped on the burning book spreading the ashes. Once little was left of the book from her stomping, she ended the fire spell and Spike knocked on the wall.

“Twilight are you ok?” he asked and Twilight looked at him.

The feeling in her chest was like her heart was being set on fire and stomped on… much like she had done to the book.
“No.”

Author's Note

Reedited

Violent Stars (Redited)

Twilight stood just outside the pink mare’s hospital room. Even with her friends standing by her side the mixture of emotions churned Twilight’s stomach to the point of wanting to back way and leave her... friend in this place until she died. But that wasn’t the churning of her stomach that made her feel that way, it was the anger brought on by that cursed book of Pinkamena. She closed her eyes then quickly regretted the action. The deep breath she had meant to take turned sharp and pained. The images the book had given her… No the horrid actions the pink mare’s mind had acted out flashed before her and she could feel the phantom heat of the flames her so called friend had let her burn in. it egged her on she tried to push away the thoughts but they would not be beaten back and once again Twilight’s thoughts turned dark and vengeful when she opened her eyes she could feel the dark scowl that tugged at her cheeks.

She felt a soft hoof on her shoulder and just turned her head enough to see the yellow hoof of Fluttershy…. She froze and prayed that this empathic mare would not, could not, force a light upon those thoughts that lingered in the darker parts of her mind. But the gentle Pegasus just smiled and from that Twilight knew her thoughts were safe from prying hooves. She forced a smile for a fraction of a second before it fell back into a focused look. With a nod from Applejack she reached for the handle and as she was turning it she stopped and the others looked at her with more than worry on their faces.

“Girls… I need to go in alone.” She spoke and Applejack jumped to the front of the group

“What the hay Twilight... now hold on sugar cube but that’s our friend in there too... and I sure as hell ain’t going to just sit on my hooves and wait for you to…Twi?” she asked when she finally looked at the purple unicorn as she was half way through the door.

“It wasn’t a request...” she said and she looked back for a split second before closing the door behind her. Applejack caught her eye before she closed the door and the look in it made Applejack afraid for her.

Twilight closed the door and locked it with magic instead of the normal lock. Once she had the spell in place the room was completely sealed off nothing could get through not even sound….. The smile inside Twilight’s mind if anypony else could see it would describe it as evil….even a cruel one.

But Pinkie didn’t see this… she ran up to Twilight and wrapped her hooves around her friend…

“I’m sorry if I scared you… I don’t want you to be afraid of me…Twilight.” This Pinka spoke quickly and Twilight returned the hug… but what she didn’t see was the smile, in reality, match the one inside the purple unicorn's head. She pushed her back just enough for Twilight’s face to get extremely close to Pinka’s. Before she knew what was going on their lips met and Pinka tried to pull away but Twilight’s grip wouldn’t let her. So she was stuck in that kiss. Finally, Twilight ended the kiss but her expression hadn’t changed from that menacing face…

“Double points for filly-foolers right?” she asked and Pinka’s face turned from confusion to pure panic. She whipped towards her journal but Twilight grabbed hold of her face and forced her to gaze into those vicious lavender eye’s…. “Isn’t that what you said when you burned my library to the ground…..well?” she asked backing Pinka slowly towards the window.

Twilight brought her hoof up then swiped it quickly across the pink mare’s face. Pinka felt the sharp pain of the hoof across her face but it took her mind a moment to recognize just what was happening. Pinka brought a hoof to her bleeding nose and she looked up at Twilight still trying to wrap her fractured mind around what was going on.

“Isn’t that what you said as you dragged my burnt body out of the house…?” she asked and Pinka started to crawl away she didn’t understand why Twilight was acting this way it wasn’t her that did those things it was Pinkie this was just like Sweetie Belle in her mind…

“It wasn’t me who did that….. I wouldn’t do that to you or anypony I wouldn’t do any of the things that she’s done.” She pleaded… as Twilight got closer.

“Oh, it wasn’t you, it was just the other you, who wants me dead. I trusted you with that information and you go and kill me for it in your dreams.” She said

Pinka’s back hit the window and she whipped around and tried to fumble with the locks. But they wouldn’t budge. She started to pound on the glass but every time she just hit the purple magical shield that wouldn’t yield under her assault. She turned around quickly and saw Twilight smiling a halfway innocent smile. She started to scream for help and Twilight only got closer…

“Take a good look at your own face...” she said as she levitated a mirror towards Pinka’s own face.

When she looked into the mirror she saw the panic and fear on her own face. Twilight brought the mirror back and looked into it as well. What Pinka saw in that reflection made her get smaller until she was almost curled up into a tight ball. She the same smile but on the burnt corpse of her friend in that mirror she couldn’t look away from it even as Twilight spoke she saw the corpse move and talk right along it. She felt the world shift and she screamed as the flesh started to fall off of Twilight as she walked forward, it would flake off and fall away like charred ash. As she walked flames started to sprout and flick and burn all around her. Yet she kept smiling that murderous smile. She kept advancing closer and closer as she walked the flames kept eating more and more of the room until she was confined in a tight space. She curled up tight and started to cry.

“I HATE YOU PINKIE!!! I want to just end you for how you made me feel and those horrible things you dreamt of… There was a strange indifference… I don’t understand why you do this… what have I done to you….?” She asked pleading for at least an explanation. This wasn’t Twilight even if it was the Twilight in her nightmares.

She raised a hoof like she was going to strike her again but instead it just tapped her chin… “Hmmm...” she stopped to think and Pinkie uncurled a little as the burnt mare thought about her question...

“I haven’t done anything to you in real life… I had those nightmares and I tried to save you but the other me wouldn’t let me I told you…. It wasn’t me…” she pleaded with Twilight and she looked down at she looked down at the pink mare.

“I made a copy of that book…. Of your book... and I read what you wrote how you l read how you killed us… I read how you killed all of us but I’m the only one you burned… I’m the one you joked about as I burned and died…” She said and that menacing look returned to her eyes and eye socket. “But… I have now that my vengeance has been spoken I believe it’s time to do what I came here to do.” Her horn lit up under the burnt skin and violet light filled Pinkie’s vision then everything went purple...

She could hear screams, feel heat… her heart was racing she opened her eyes to a blazing fire. She could hear cries from somewhere else she looked around before being scooped up by a bigger mare. Before she knew what happened she was out a window in the trash she spun around dashed and confused, she looked up in time to see the building windows explode with fire raining down shards of glass…

“MOMMY! DADDY!” she cried out with tears even if the smoke hurt. Then Pinkie woke up in her own mind. It was dark and gloomy, and cold above all else. It sent chills down her spine she started to wonder until a gassy smoke rolled by. Then formed a face which uttered BOO as it appeared with rabid looking fangs and glowing eyes, she looked at him with fright. Then uttered a name “Sombra!” at the mention of his name formed fully down to the purple aura’s running from him eyes, to the warrior king like armor on his neck, chest, and hooves.

“Hello, my dear.” He spoke casually and a throne rose from the ground, he misted over to it and reformed sitting across the throne arms. He appeared to be pleased with himself. Pinkie seemed to be bewildered with this... she just kept looking everywhere all around her just trying to make any speck of sense in the wake of her own insanity that had to surely be the cause of this. Then he laughed so evilly it was hysterically evil.

“Oh, you silly little slave, I caused this. So you would run to your friends and they would release me… I mean I thought your shiny princess of light taught you guys some planning sense. Well, I guess if they had my forces wouldn’t have rolled right into your pony town, in search of me. If they had maybe they wouldn’t have torched the entire city!” he was getting angry as he remembered the past, he got up and stride over to tower over her.

“Maybe if my forces had been more inapt at finding a simple family and killing them WE WOULDN’T BE HAVING THIS CONVERSATION!” he roared with dragon-like qualities he turned quickly smacking her with his cloak.

“Oh I remember a time when you could rule a whole population with an iron fist and not have colorful heroes show up to do battle….those were the good old days back on the island. I had my bother under control, there was no Toa, there was just me, my shadows and my crystals.” The world seemed to gain a purple tint as mist-shrouded Sombra he half smiled as the mist concealed him. The relatively large outline of Sombra turned gigantic and looked like he stood on his hind legs. But those angled shadowy red eyes broke through the smoke until everything faded. When she woke up she was on the floor her body was sore….but she couldn’t remember why… but she saw Twilight so she was happy that her friend was there.

But why was she in the hospital?

Author's Note

raise your hand if you got that refrence at the end
REEDITED BITCHES!!!

Though Seriously (Reedited)

Pinkie looked at her unicorn friend but even trying to give a warm smile seemed to hurt. but yet she managed a smile at her, though the purple unicorn just glared coldly at the party pony.

"twilight ?" she asked then was picked up in the unicorns magic and tucked back into bed. Pinkie tried to talk but each time she was shushed ....harshly. once twilight laid pinkie onto the hospital bed inside that purple head of hers she wanted to do nothing more than smother the pink party mare.....the pink monster. she smiled and it was a cruel smile, but such an action wouldn't be very subtle. she pated pinkies head then her neck. her hooves almost miming the movements needed, but they were nothing more than vial thoughts at that point. pinkie closed her eyes and smiled a innocent smile an ignorant smile. then twilight started to walk away and pinkie laid a hoof on twilights rump trying to stop her long enough so she could speak, but the unicorn spun on her fast.

"don't touch me!!!" she nearly shrieked at the party pony. twilight was shacking now vision and sounds from that hellish book played through her mind along with that voice in her head that wasn't hers but she didn't argue with the increasingly violent thoughts it suggested. she took a step towards pinkie and pinkie started to shake looking at the fire and pure hatred in her friends eyes.

"twilight what's wrong?" she asked with a shaky voice but her friend didn't answer. but twilight shook her head and took a deep breath , her horn lit up and flashed pinkie again leaving the poor pinkie blanking on memory once again but when the pink pony blinked her eyes all she caught was a glimpse of a violet striped tail leaving the room.

in the hallway
the magic barrier fell and Twilight walked out and applejack rushed forward to question the strange acting mare.

"Twi?" she asked holding up a hoof but as soon as it came into an inch of her fur a spark of magic arced to her hoof. she jerked it back and twilight stopped at the small drain of magic. she looked at the apple farmer but it was only a mildly friendly look. Applejack looked at her hoof then back to the unicorn

"Twi what's going on something doesn't feel right... is she alright.?" she asked with concern but the unicorn just sneered

"I guess she's physically alright ..." she trailed off but a smile that made the honest mare's fur crawl just a bit grew. "mentally well ....I don't play with damaged goods." she said with a mean edge AJ lurched forward and grabbed twilight by the shoulder

"hey what's that suppose to mean she's your friend to ain't she?" she asked but twilight stunned her with a mean look and brushed the hoof off.

"I am no longer friends with a monster." she spoke softly but with enough venom to make Applejack feel cold in her gut.

"What?" she squeaked but Twilight had already turned her back on her and was walking down the hall. Applejack moved to catch her again, but the unicorn teleported away.

Frustrated and not just a bit worried for her pink friends health. if the usually friendly unicorns attitude was any sign. she stomped her hoof wished just a little too much that it was the source of her worry that she was stamping out. when she heard a formal and very lady like voice snap at her

"really applejack must you stomp so hard as to shake the whole floor?" Rarity scolded her as she made her way up the stair apparently lugging something big and something pink up them. Something pink.....

"ho shit" applejack ran into the hospital room looking panicked. suddenly very afraid of what she might see. but what she got was a straight haired pinkie staring at her with wide eyes and a big grin. Applejack released the breath she didn't know she was holding.

"Applejack!" she cried out happily and AJ smiled glad to see she at least looked alright. before she could answer a streak of rainbow cut her off and dash was hugging the pink mare and barely holding back tears.

"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry if whatever it was and it was my fault I'm sorry." Rainbow said but pinkie looked over Dashie's shoulder confused she pushed Dashie back a bit

"silly you haven't done anything......but I'm happy your all here." she looked at them all they all looked concerned but for the life of her she couldn't understand why. Fluttershy come up on her other side and gave her a hug.

"when I read your note I was so worried, but gummy is doing well he misses you but he's ok." she said with her eyes closed looking relieved that pinkie seemed to back to her old self.

"what note?" Pinkie asked and Fluttershy started to answer without skipping a beat.

"the night you wrote right before you...." she trailed off when she opened her eyes and saw everypony else were shaking their heads and giving her the cut off signal with their hooves. she squeaked then looked at pinkie and smiled nervously.

"before what?" she looked at Fluttershy who was now looking quite nervous

"before you were going on a trip but then you had an accident!" Fluttershy said thinking quickly earning some very impressed looks from the others

"oh.. I guess that explains why I'm in here." she said and tilted her head and her forest of pink hair slid forward. She looked at Fluttershy through her hair the yellow animal keeper was smiling cutely. with her head tilted. Pinkies heart stopped beating for split second causing her to double over and go

"HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGG" she threatened her heart if it ever did that again she beat it...wait when did she threaten anything...... she felt something in the back of her throat and she coughed into her hoof only for a bit of red to spill out on her hoof. she recoiled in shock from the sight of her own blood. Rarity moved herself beside the bed and Pinkie moved to hid the hoof. when Rarity moved a actually very large pink stuffed alligator. which made Pinkie squeal and hug it with all her might.

"Omg Rarity where....did you make this yourself?" she asked and rarity nodded with a proud look.

"I wanted to find you the best get well present. but all the gift shops didn't really have what I thought would be best so I made you the perfect plush to make you feel at ease. she thanked the dress maker again. but this time Applejack moved to the front looking a bit worried.

"do you know what twilight id to ya?" she asked and Pinkie put a hoof to her chin and shrugged.

"no all I remember is watching her walk out of the room." she said and applejack looked even more worried but before she could the doctor entered the room to announce that the visiting time was over and he popped out as soon as he had appeared. AJ sighed and started to leave the room with the others.

Only Rarity was left as she tucked Pinkie into bed leaving the giant Alligator by her side. but the giant plushy moved the night stand just enough for a simple black book to fall out. she wouldn't have even noticed the thing. If she hadn't have nearly killed herself on the dam thing. Something struck her as odd about this little book. the over whelming urge to take the book was just that and she walked out with the little book in her magic.

the doctors came in shortly afterwards to check her over and finding her next to normal or as normal as the pink mare gets in their book they left her to sleep. she looked at the cute brown stallion that was her main doctor as her walked out looking shocked for some reason but she drifted off to sleep without another thought... But how easy she fell asleep was unnatural she felt like it was the first time in forever she had actually fell asleep so totally. She brushed off the feeling, and started to jump and hop through her sweets filled dream instead. she skipped along in her mind without a care in the world. but as she did so she didn't notice that the world almost seemed to hiccup as of sorts. the blue sky changed... but only for a second it changed to a scarlet red that seemed to bleed..... the houses changed to a rusted metal look. and for that split second pinkie's eyes were.......close so the silly fucking filly didn't notice or care.

when she finally stopped skipping the world was just as she had dreamt, it cute colorful and peaceful. ...... but something still felt off. she just couldn't put a hoof on it. but the world changed again and her feeling of suspicion gave way to full fear. the bloody sky and metal rusted houses..... the clouds that looked to be raining ash... fire she could smell fire. she heard a giggle and she stopped thinking altogether. she was shacking now the giggle repeated and she started to slowly try to find its source. deep inside she didn't want to know she wanted to run away. somewhere inside she knew what that laughter was, but something was blocking the knowledge not the feelings. instincts took over and she ran towards the forest. she ran until she feared her heart would burst. The giggling was following her it kept echoing through her head going through one ear and out the other. she started noticing things in the tree's.....ponies .... ponies were hung from the trees. She skidded to a stop regretting her decision to run here.

Everywhere she looked more ponies hanging from the branches some even still moved and twitched she could feel burning tears start to well up behind her eyes. She was scared out of her mind she heard a dragging sound and everything stopped. the bodies stopped moving the world seemed to hold its breath as the dragging sound scraped across the earth. she found what was making the sound and her chest tightened and she cried.... she watched as she dragged a pony behind her through the woods. she was frozen at the sight of another pinkie her mane was frizzy and bubbly like pinkies should have been but yet her coat and mane was blood stained.

The other pinkie smiled and waved a free hoof at her as she dragged the nice Dr stallion to a empty tree. Pinkie looked at the unmoving body and frowned with disdain. she kicked him hard enough the breaking of his snout was heard and he screamed out in pain and she smiled and tied a noose around his neck. Pinka's eyes went wide and she started to move forward to save the nice doctor. but the roots of the trees grew and wrapped themselves around Pinka . she struggled and the roots grew up her back and through her hair till they held her head forward and eyes wide open. she could do nothing but watch as the other pinkie slowly pulled the rope slowly painfully dragging and chocking the stallion up the tree. once he was a certain height she looked Pinka in the eyes and brought the rope over to Pinka's mouth and offered like she was going to hand it to her. Pinka's eyes were crying now as she tried her hardest to get her teeth on the rope. but right as she almost had it the other pinkie let go with a childish whoops. the stallion fell like a sack of bricks and the crunch of both his legs breaking made Pinka wince and cry more. but the stallion was still alive bleeding and crying as he dragged himself away in a vain attempt to escape. But pinkie just trotted up to him and walked besides him as he got closer to Pinka. but right as he got close enough for Pinka to reach out the other Pinkie stood on her hind legs and pulled out a massive hammer and brought it down on the stallions head popping it like a grape. pieces of skull and brain fell and splattered on to Pinka's face as she stared shocked at the sight she had just witnessed. she could feel more tears running down her face. the other pinkie walked up on her hind legs and looked at pinkies face. the other pinkie ran a arm over her face to clean up the major blood splatter on her face.

"he was a juicy one wasn't he me?" she asked and Pinka's legs gave out and the roots gave way and she fell to the blood spattered floor and laid their as her brain tried to tell her how to make sense of what just happened.
she woke up with extreme terror at her dream and the tears wouldn't stop flowing. she held the giant pink gummy and cried in its fake soft arms.

Author's Note

I'm back............................................................(Reedited hopefully with a better readability

Little Black Book

Little black book
As Rarity trotted her way back to the boutique she levitated the simple looking book in front of her yet dared not to open its black covers for even a peak till she returned home. Even in her magic, it just felt wrong to hold. She wanted to chalk it up to her invasion of her friend’s privacy but yet it was something she couldn't quite put her hoof on. The insanity of recent events was disturbing and downright depressing. Rarity just hoped this little book might give some insight to her friend’s mental duress.

Once the little boutique was insight she noticed three fillies waiting, well patiently wasn't the right word for it. But more nervously was the right term, and when they saw her they jumped up and rushed into her path. All three wore worried looks on their faces and had so many questions on their minds, it pained the older unicorn that they had to hear about such dreadful things. They shifted nervously exchanging nervous glances between the three as if not sure how to put to words the questions they had. Till Scootaloo finally looked into her eyes and asked the question.

"Is she .... Is she ok?" the usually brash filly asked with so much concern the unicorn pulled all three close in a comforting hug.

"Yes she's alright...she's sleeping right now." Rarity said feeling them relax slightly in her embrace. Her sister sweetie looked at her with big eyes

"Why did Pinkie do it," she asked looking at her sister whom let out a sigh and looked back at the book in her magical grasp.

"I don't know really... I hope maybe this little book might answer some of that," she said and sweetie reached out a hoof towards it and rarity withdrew the book out of instinct without really knowing why. Her sister looked at her questioningly and rarity could only stare at the little book. The CMC looked at the book silently like something had eaten the words before they could be said. Rarity actually had to shake her head to stop herself from looking at the book any longer.

"Let’s head inside." Rarity said and herded the three young ponies into her home. She moved them into sweetie's room and made sure they all had a proper sleeping arrangement. Rarity took one last look at the book and sat the thing down on her counter with a yawn. Vowing that tomorrow she'd start her investigation into her friend's mind. With her normal nightly ritual done and her nightgown on she wiggled into her bed.

The lights were out and everypony was asleep from such a tiresome day except for poor sweetie who laid awake in her bed. Her mind was swirling with thoughts of miss pinkie and what she did. Though she wasn't quite sure what happened because all the adults we're so darn secretive around kids. All she knew was that Pinkie had hurt herself for some reason. Why would she do that it just didn't make any sense? She huffed and threw off her covers waking Applebloom.

"Sorry Bloom," the little unicorn said as she walked past without looking. The earth pony laid back down and went back to sleep with little fight. But Sweetie belle wondered into the kitchen and looked out the window wanting her questions to be answered. That's when her eyes found the little black book on the counter. She needed something to answer the questions. She reached up and dragged the book of the counter with her front hooves, but it fell to the floor and opened to a random page. Sweetie looked around to make sure she didn't make it much noise. But once her eyes laid onto the pages her heart jumped into her throat. A terrifying Pink scribble in the shape of a pink pony with a knife smiling evilly with sharp shark-like teeth. With two blue scribbles for eyes. The image almost seemed to leap from the Page to attack her. The little fillies’ heart was beating so fast she felt light headed. She yelped once but could not rip her eyes from the page and its horrible illustration.

She turned the horrible page to find another with hasty writing and several stains that looked like tears. It appeared to be mid-scene but the scene put into words horrified her beyond speech and simple thought. Rarity being hurt by an evil pinkie. The inscription made her light headed and she feared that she was going to lose her lunch yet her eyes couldn't leave that horrid page. Finally, her sister perished in that page and with a shaky hoof did she change the page, only to see her name! Finally, her body answered her pleas and she slammed the small book close. Tears flowed from her eyes not only was Rarity in this horrible book it seemed that she was as well.

"But why?" she asked the now cold and empty kitchen it held no comfort for her now. She looked down at the book only for it to be open again with that horrible scribble pinkie to be staring at her the drawing was closer than before. She jumped back and swatted the book closed sliding across the floor to land under the cabinet. She cried softly into her hooves. Her brain burned with more questions why did Pinkie have such horrible thought written and why was she in there. Did she do something wrong to the party thrower? She tried to think of anything yet came up with nothing. Then why? She thought again. She trotted slowly back to her bed a heavy heart and head full of new fears. She hoped that some more sleep might shed more light on the situation.

Sleep came quickly but Peaceful and quite were fair from words to describe it. In her nightmares, a black void filled her head and a single crimson path was all that she had to walk. The path moved like a river but not of water, something thicker moved past her hooves. She walked against the flow of the crimson path. It was some time and the air was becoming hot and hard to breathe. That's when she found the rivers source she fell onto her tiny haunches in fright. A giant version of her sister hung from a piece of fabric that was cutting her flesh as a fountain of red poured from her hanging mouth. Her eyes were dark sockets, her horn was missing nothing but a red fleshy hole that spilled out more for the red river. Sweetie begged for her mind to stop taking in the details but she couldn't stop the scene was too terrible.
The whole gruesome statue shook as a pink scribble hoof reached up and grabbed hold of the white unicorn’s neck. The mouth stretched wider in agony as the pink hoof put more weight onto the already stretched neck. A darker scribble made up the horrible mane as one bright blue eye slowly rose up above the red fountain.

Sweetie backed up shaking violently. The horrid scribble had followed her into her dreams her thoughts were panicky and without focus. The nightmare pinkie slowly raised another hoof which was fused with a silver bladed knife. Plunging it into the side of the unicorn statue causing the river to swell coming up to meet the small unicorn’s barrel. The thick fluid wasn't cold but a sickening warm feeling that made her stomach churn. She turned to run finally regaining control of her little legs. But the thick river made her movements tough and slow she looked back and regretted the decision instantly as the pink nightmare was slowly getting closer to the foal. It stretched its mouth open to form a grin more fitting on a Manticore then any pony. The small white pony was running as fast as the red river allowed her. But she could feel the pink monster catching up by its thunderous hoof steps. She looked back again and saw that the beast was standing on either side of the river and moving unimpeded. This put a thought into her mind and she jumped out of the red river and fell straight into the darkness. She screamed as she fell, before hitting a sudden stop at the bottom of the darkness.

She started to cry she hiccupped and sobbed at the bottom as she looked at the pink nightmare as it started to close in. I'm afraid she kept telling herself. Over and over as it got closer she hid her eyes and waited for it to strike hoping when it did she could wake up from this dream. But something in her gut stopped being twisted and she looked at the Giant creature yet what she saw hadn't changed. Something inside her mind had. This wasn't a Monster, this is Pinkie she wouldn't hurt her. Not the pink she knew. She looked around and could see a small book laying open near her. She looked at the giant creature who seemed to cower at the book. She looked at the little black book again. She reread the same story that had started this nightmare. She reread the same scene that had made her stomach churn and, this time, it didn't and she noticed something she didn't the first time. That her pinkie the one she trusted didn't do anything but cry and watch and that made her close her eyes not in fear but in sadness she then looked back at the monster.... It wasn't a monster what she saw now was a Pinkie with tears in her eyes and being forced to fill a role she wasn't supposed to fill.

The crying pinkie was held up by strings and the knife was taped into her hoof. She walked through the darkness and towards pinkie she reached out a hoof to one of her legs and placed a hoof on it. The strings slowly unwrapped letting the tortured pony free she tore at the tape holding till the knife fell and disappeared. Sweetie looked up at the straight hair party pony and gave her a soft smile telling her that it wasn't her fault. The giant pony laid down and held the little foal and cried as the light surrounded them both. Sweetie woke with tears streaming down her face. She pawed at her eyes and looked out her window at Ponyville General and sent out a silent pray for the pink pony. Who she now had a better understanding for.

Author's Note

Its Been awhile hasn't it......

Purple Delusion

Purple delusion

Twilight sat in the main room of her library, staring at the burnt spot that the devilish book had left when she burned it. Spike had left after the second hour of her staring at it. She wanted to hit the spot with some of her nastiest spells she had, she wanted to scream at it. To curse the very wood that held the burnt mark as it the evil had infected her world by merely being there. She growled at it. And tried to tear her eyes away from the spot.

She felt sick with rage, it churned her stomach and reddened her vision. She cursed pinkie again she wished she could strike the pink bitch again make her pay for the things she wished on the purple unicorn. She struck the ground again leaving a bit of a dent causing owliouse to flutter off his stand. As if a switch was flipped she rushed over to the Bird and cooed him till he calmed down apologizing the whole time for upsetting him. Twilight blinked realizing how itchy her eyes were. She looked at the clock and realized she had been glaring for most the day it was close to twelve and her stomach growled alerting her to the needs of her body. She felt silly and walked into the kitchen to prepare herself a meal. When a knock on the door echoed through the tree. which made her groan and abandon her sandwich making to answer it.

“Welcome to golden oaks the “PUBLIC” Library.” She said automatically putting the public in to remind herself of the fact, that she did, in fact, live in a public place. But the pony on the other side was applejack and Twilight dropped the pleasant smile in an instant. Applejack didn’t look very neighborly either.

“Ok, Twi I’m gonna give you one chance to explain what you did to Pinkie….” The farmer gave a stern look and Twi narrowed her eyes
“What the matter I did what every pony wanted… I turned her back to normal or at least Normal for “Her” Twi didn’t hide the spite in the last word. AJ put her face into Twi’s

“Ok what the fuck is wrong with you were all friends damn it!” she put a hoof onto Twilights chest. The unicorn knocked the offending hoof away and put one of her own into the farmer's face.

“You have no idea what our friends had in her fucked up little head!” she was shouting now. The feeling resurfaced and her horn started to spark. “That crazy bitch wanted us dead... Ya, she killed us in her head and I read all about in her little journal!” Aj was backing up now but at murder, she stopped and charged back into the fray.

“Ok, I find that harder to swallow than a month old fritter Twilight Pinkie would never hurt us… AND you’re trying to tell me that she wanted us dead?” Applejack narrowed her eyes but twilights rage was hitting full tilt.

“I read it all in every gory detail... She Slashed your throat and she… Burned ME!” But applejack stopped her

“What book… what fucking crazy book of pinkies did you get this shit from.” Applejack’s face was stern. Twilight looked behind her at the burn spot. “I burned it…”

“So you don’t have proof?” Twilight took a step back and started towards the burn spot. But applejack gripped her shoulder and spun her back towards her. “You have no proof and you accuse are friend of something that clearly didn’t happen.

“I have Proof I merely made a copy, the original is with the pink bitch and I can prove just what sick thoughts went through that head.” Aj slapped her.

“Don’t you touch her again!” Twilight was stunned and applejack made her way out of the library. Her mind was reeling trying to reconnect with reality after the hit. She heard that familiar voice of reason in her head telling her that Applejack was right she was crazy pinkie would never hurt anyone Period… Then she heard a different voice one a slightly higher pitch than her normal one.

“But we know the true pinkie….. The one the little bitch hides from everyone, it was in the book... Her book, would a book ever lie to you.”
Twilight started to laugh. Her face stung but it just fueled her.

“You have to save everyone… Twilight we have to save the others from Pinkie they don’t know, But we do. We know all the things she wanted to do to us and everyone.”

Twilight put a hoof to her cheek “I can’t just go around accusing her… I have to prove it to Everypony… I have to get deeper into that twisted little head and drag the real pinkie, the Psyco out for Everypony to see. And I know just the way to do it.”
As twilight dusted off her Psychology book that other voice smiled a predatory grin.

Elsewhere
Sweetie sat in her desk at school but the lesson Cheerliee was teaching was lost to her she kept drifting back to her dreams and Pinkie in the hospital. She planned to go right after school but it felt like eternity itself stood between her and the troubled mare. She groaned and turned her head She tried to focus on what she was going to do. It wasn’t going to be long before rarity found the book again, what if she reacts like she did.

“Ehem”
The cough brought her back to reality apparently, she had groaned harder than she meant to because Cheerliee was starting at her along with most the class.

“sweetie belle is something bothering you…” Her teacher asked and sweetie belle knee-jerk a response.

“ No I'm fine.”

“well then you mind answering the question I just asked?” the teacher challenged and Sweetie started to sweat in her seat. Until she felt something tug on her mind. It felt like somepony held up a flash card in front of her mind and sweetie managed to answer correctly pleasing her teacher and letting the attention to drift off of her. She wiped her brow and tried to think of how she had known the question let alone the answer. Something waved a pink hoof in her vision and she froze. She looked up to find the giant pinkie from her dreams sitting around her. She had her own desk and was taking notes. The gentle giant looked down and smiled warmly before dropping a note on her desk with everything Cheerilee had written so far. Sweetie wiped her eyes and the pinkie was gone but the notes stayed on her desk. She felt a hint of terror and confusion but also a lingering warmth that wrapped around her. It filled her with something close to home and it put a soft smile on her face. Then it lit a fire in her soul she was now determined to get to the hospital. As if answering a pray the bell rang and Sweetie packed her stuff in a flash and raced for the door. Only to be blocked by her friends
Sweetie had to stop and prance in place to stop from bowling the two other fillies.

“where are you rushing to Sweetie aren’t we going over to the clubhouse?” Bloom asked only to be followed up by Scootaloo.

“You alright ever since last night you’ve been off.”
Sweetie had to stop and take a breath... Did she tell the truth or lie? The giant pinkie appeared behind the fillies holding a small blackboard

“with Take them with you.” Written on the board, she smiled the most pinkie smile she had seen in forever.

“last night something happened… Do you remember that book my sister got from pinkie?” Sweetie started and the others exchanged a look.

“ya?” they answered in unison (and not because the writer is lazy)

“well I read it and it scared me… bad.” Sweetie admitted Blooms eyes got soft but scoots got concerned

“is that all?... You got scared at a book?” the Pegasus asked and Sweetie shook her head.

“No, it was like holding evil it got into my brain and tried to make me Afraid..”

“Fraid of what?” Bloom asked

“Of Pinkie pie, it showed me all these horrible things like this other pinkie killing all her friends... and even us it was terrifying.”

“What do you mean other Pinkie,” the flightless Pegasus asked.

“Well it was the normal looking pinkie but she would scared and hurt everyone just to scare our pinkie. But I had this weird nightmare I was being chased by a giant pinkie with a knife and at first I was terrified I couldn’t understand. But then I got it. The book wanted me to hate Pinkie pie but it wasn’t her it was the nightmare. After that the giant pinkie cried and I patted her head….” Sweetie said

“That doesn’t sound very scary at all..” Scoots said but bloom looked a little scared.

“I left out the parts that really scared me but that’s not the point. Those nightmares they were in that book and they drove pinkie to hurt herself…. To try and kill herself.” Any comment that scoots was working on died in her throat. She looked down and was shaking now... Sweetie looked at bloom who was looked shocked. When her gaze fell back to Scootaloo Her pinkie was holding a sign.

“Hug her.”

She did and Scootaloo stopped shaking. Sweetie felt that familiar warmth again and she looked up to see her pinkie hugging the two. Scootaloo wiped her eye and had to take a second to talk.

“So what do we do about it?”

“We visit pinkie in the hospital... Other than that I’m not sure my sister doesn’t even know how to help…” Sweetie felt her heart flitter….

“Mah sis neither… None of them could help her…” Bloom looked sadder now.

Sweetie looked at her friends she could see them losing heart. She took a deep breath

“Cutie mark Crusaders Pinkie Cheerer uppers GO!” she yelled out in their normal fashion and the other two looked at her and their spirits rose.

“Ya maybe they couldn’t help but I’m not gonna give up.” Bloom stomped her hoof and Scoots fluttered her wings. They ran out and made a beeline for Ponyville general.

Cheerilee watched the three go and made a silent pray for the three and for pinkie...
It took a bit to get there but once they did the crusaders were quickly stopped by a Brown Stallion in a security uniform.

“Oh No not you three again….” He looked mad and determined.

“were not here for any crusader business... We're just here to see Pinkie…” Sweetie answered and the stallion Breathed a sigh of relief that they weren’t gonna try and be doctors again.

“I’ll take you to her room and we’ll see if she’s ok with visitors. But you Roughhousing and absolutely no yelling you got that?” he glared at the three till each gave a flurry of nods. After he got enough nods he returned on himself and motioned for them to follow. They went passed countless rooms and up an elevator.

“Girls I know its gonna be hard but we gotta be gentle… Just say we're here to cheer her up… We don’t want to upset her or anything.”
Sweetie said and the other two saluted and the guard nodded and smiled at them. After some more walking, they finally reached Pinkie’s room. The guard told them to wait as he went in. They couldn’t hear much but they definitely heard Pinkie squeal slightly and the guard let them in.

“Oh my god girls this is so nice!” Pinkie called out. Her coat was dull and her hair was straight like her pinkie was. But other than that she seemed better. Sweetie looked around but couldn’t see her pinkie anywhere in the room. She shrugged maybe it was gone now that they were here with the real pinkie.

“Well, what are you silly fillies waiting for… Get up her so auntie pinka can thank you for visiting me, it really, really boring here.” The pink mare looked like she was attempting to have the same energy as usual but it was clear that it just wasn’t there. Her smile felt sad and her eyes had lost some of the glimmers.

“When miss rarity said she you were awake we knew we had to visit ya,” Bloom said then leaped on the bed and hugged the mare gingerly. The forest of pink hair covered her face and made her nose twitch at the touch.

“Ya, we were really worried… the adults wouldn’t tell us what happened?” Scootaloo added then joined the hug. Sweetie didn’t say anything but joined the hug.

“We're just glad you’re here pinkie.” At the mention of her name she shuddered and her smiled disappeared.

“I don’t like that name… it hurts…” the crusaders backed up they couldn’t see her face but they could hear the tears in her voice.

“And I don’t even know why…It’s like I’m scared of my own name.”
Sweetie put a hoof on her shoulder. But Bloom spoke.

“What would you like to be called then...”

“I like Pinka…. It doesn’t hurt.” She was shaking now
The three re-hugged her

“we're here for you Pinka and so is every pony.” Sweetie said and Pinka wrapped her hooves around them all again. She leaned her head back and her face escaped the pink forest of hair and she was smiling again.

“Sorry girls it must be the meds they have me on. One gives me energy and makes it easier to think… while the other it makes me sleepy.” She Grew quite but recovered quicker this time.

“But enough sad stuff how is school going? Did any of you get your cutie mark yet?” she asked trying to lift the spirits in true pinkie…Pinka fashion. Each Filly turned they hips to show the blank flank.

“You’ll get them eventually trust me don’t rush too hard or they next minute you’ll be old and shriveled…”

“Like Granny?” bloom asked

“yep so enjoy things while you can.” Her smile was there and she sounded better but sweetie just couldn’t shake the feeling of sadness hanging in the air.

“Look Pinka I know it's been hard and things may look bad but I just want you to know…. It's not your fault.” Like a switch was flipped pinka started to shake her face disappeared into her hair and she sounded like she was crying again. The other crusaders gave her cross looks but she didn’t back down. It was the main reason she had come here so she could tell pinka she knew in her heart it wasn’t her fault.

Pinka said something it was barely audible but Sweetie belle caught it

“T…thank you.” Pinka sweep Sweetie closer and cried.

“I don’t understand... Why or how But I really needed to hear that…” Tears fell onto sweetie’s coat and she hugged tighter. Pinkie hugged her back and her hooves seemed to search for something. Sweetie Belle looked at the crying mare.

“Sorry, sometimes it's hard to feel things…..” She didn’t know why but those words sent a shiver down the young fillies spine.
A series of knocks Rang out on the door and a doctor entered the room.

“Sorry Girls but Miss pie had a new treatment we’d like her to try.” He smiled and stepped aside. Twilight entered the room wearing glasses and her hair was in a bun. She had a bright cheerful expression she stood to the side of the doctor and Pinka called out Happy to see twilight.

“Hey, twi boy am I happy to see you.” Twilight flinched But tried to play it off. “Ya me too I’m so Happy to see you to pinkie..” twilight was rather proud that it didn’t come out as forced as she feared it.

“Miss Sparkle is here to hopefully help us as a Therapist. Usually, one so close wouldn’t be used but ours is out of town for more training and Twilight is more than qualified so she’ll be helping us come to the core of the problem.” The doctor finished explain and twilight nodded smiled some more.

“Yes and the first session starts now…” She shooed the girls off the bed gently enough then turned to the doctor.

“Now We mustn’t be disturbed it could ruin any progress I might make.” The doctor looked at her then to pinkie.

“I’ll make sure to let the rest of staff know thank you again for offering your a true friend.” The doctor shook her hoof and walked out of the room. He didn’t notice the slight twitch at Friend… But Sweetie did. Twilight turned towards the bed “Now let’s start from the beginning…” The door started to close with Twilight’s magic but the last thing Sweetie belle saw was Twilight sporting a nasty grin as the door closed. They started to walk back to the lobby when she saw her pinkie rush towards the door. She began to pound on the door furiously yet soundless, then pawed at it before collapsing on the floor in tears. Sweetie Rushed over to her Friend But her pinkie disappeared before she reached the door again… She felt cold...

Author's Note

If you notice anything off about my spacing tell me.

PILLS HERE! (Reedited)

She let out a numb sigh again and sat up in her bed and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. She looked at her legs and remembered the burning feeling that seemed to start to from inside her and work its way to the surface. She shuttered at the memory of the feeling of destruction it left in her mind. But yet her legs were here no burns or scars, no pain… Maybe it was all a dream and it never actually happened and it was all just a crazy dream that she had just woken up from… Though in her head she knew it was useless to hope but she clung to it until, she noticed the clipboard on the small table next to her bed. She picked up the board and flipped through the pages with a bored look

NAME- Pinkamena Diane pie SEX- mare
COLOR- Pink CUTIE MARK- three balloons of blue and yellow
SITUATION - suicide attempt with a toaster
DIAGNOSIS- suicide watch until further notice!

At this, she just it threw over a shoulder and stood up again just slower this time to avoid the dizziness. She made it slowly over to the curtains and pulled them apart only to close her eyes at the unexpected burst of sunlight. She had to blink several times before her eye’s adjusted to the light, and she looked over the park that stood inside the ponyville general hospital and put a hoof on the glass and pushed slightly only to find it locked.
Though the disappointment only lasted for a second because she found the not so hidden locks and undid them with her hooves and opened the glass to feel the fresh air fill in for the stuffy air that she had been suffering through since waking up here.

she hung her head out the window and looked down to the other floors counting them to find she was on the second floor. Though she didn’t care she just welcomed the air as she folded her hooves under her head and closed her eyes feeling for the first time, in a long time at peace.
She had almost fallen into a peaceful sleep when she felt the tingling aura of magic surround her before being pulled away from the window quite forcefully. She yelped at the sudden movement and felt her stomach tighten. The magic dropped her and left her with waves of nausea that churned her stomach and threatened to make her vomit. She turned and glared at her assailant though blurry and watery eyes. Her attacker was a unicorn that glared at her in a concerned way.
He slowly looked past her and walked out of the threshold of the door and trotted past her to the window.

“I’m sorry miss pie but the nausea you feel is only a side effect of your attempt on your own life.” He paused to close and lock the window once again. “And should have been a deterrent against attempting from doing so again!” he spoke sternly as he looked at her again a tired but determined look in his eyes.

She felt the bile rise up into her throat but she swallowed it back down winching at the sour burning taste that left her throat raw.
“Ugh what the fuck are you talking about again?” she said with uncharacteristic spite.
He snorted and looked her in the eye.

“I’m sorry a suicidal patient on the second floor sticking her head out a window, forgive me for jumping to conclusion He said with an edge. She swallowed again her face twisting in disgust at the taste but the intensity of the glare stayed.

“Then why am I up here?” she asked through gritted teeth. Anger helping her fights the sickness, though his words made sense. He sighed and let the tiredness show.
His eyes softened at the pink mare.
“Because the first floor was filled with minor emergencies and outpatient procedures and as much as I hate to admit it but were not equipped to deal with suicidal patients. It’s not even considered rare, more like a myth among pony kind...” he was going to continue but the sickness won and pinkie rushed to the bathroom and the retching sound echoed off the wall’s. The doctor’s heart pained for the mare and he lit up his horn and focused a small spell into her. The relief was instant and she slumped to the floor her head resting on the soothing cold of the toilet seat.

Then a pill bottle levitated over to the sink… he rattled it and pinkie stared at it weakly.

“Pills…. They work slower than magic but is more easily accessed.” He said softly and she looked at him in the reflection of the mirror and noticed something disturbing. In the corner of the mirror she noticed a dark brown stallion looking through her window, he was bald, and his eyes were huge circles in his face his pupils were so tiny they were swimming in seas of white.
He mouthed the words "pills here….."
“Um doctor?” she said kind of scared.

“Yes?” he looked concerned for her.
“Please tell me you see what I see.” She said and the doctor followed her eyes to the mirror. His eyes widened and he whipped around and cursed.
“Damn it!” he used his magic to pick up a red phone “hello? yes, he’s back again, second floor room sixty-one….. Uh huh, ok… thank you.” He spoke briskly and nodded as he listened. Then hung up the phone and almost galloped out of the room. But he stopped and looked at her.

“I’ll write you a script for the stomach meds and an antidepressant, now go back to bed I’ll check on you later,” He said hastily then galloped out of the room closing the door behind him. When she looked back to the window the bald stallion was gone. But just to make sure once she felt able she closed the curtains and crawled back to into her bed. Then fell into almost forceful sleep.

Yet again she was in that dull and lifeless ponyville, she sighed a sigh that was almost as lifeless as her setting. She reached towards her neck to find the familiar black collar that wrapped around her neck as if reminding her that she was forever bound to this dead place. She looked over her shoulder and all around her for the other her… But nothing but the common death and destruction of this hell, for the first time in so long she walked alone through it. She tried to hop or skip like she uses to but the energy wouldn’t present its self. Her hooves dragged on the ground instead. But her head wasn’t dipped she looked up and all around taking in the destruction to her mind. She looked and took in all the disturbing details that there was.

Then an idea came to her mind, and energy flowed to her hooves and she took off in a gallop.
If this truly was her dream, Then she could fix this all. She could bring back all of her friends, and make this right. She galloped full speed to the corpse pile and came to a screeching stop. She resisted the urge to gasp loudly but couldn’t hold the full thing in.
The other pinkie’s body had been added to the line of her friends, the broken neck forcing her head to rest at a painful angle. Pinkie kept away from the body as much as possible. She trotted slowly over to rainbow’s body, but there wasn’t a way to get around touching the dead pink mare’s body because she was laying on Dash. So pinkie rolled her off the prismatic mare, she sat one her haunches and closed her eyes and started to remember all the times she and dash hung out, the pranks the baking the adventures, all of it. she hung onto and tried to fix rainbow with her memories. There was a soft crack and pinkie opened her eyes to see rainbow’s wing was back in the right place and looked no longer broken. This gave her hope and tried harder.

Then she felt something grab her arm and her eye’s snapped open and she screamed. Dash’s undead body grabbed her and those dead white eyes are focused on her.

“YOU KILLED ME!!!” The body cursed at her and she fell backwards and escaped the cyan zombie grip. She crawled backwards and the body lifted off the ground like a puppet whose strings were being pulled. She levitated a foot off the ground though her wings didn’t move. Blood dripped and spattered the ground and trailed from her mouth and eyes. Her upper arm raised first and the lower arm followed like a bad puppet master. “You killed me “its voice was filled with rage. Pinkie turned and ran away only to run into yellow fur. She looked up into Fluttershy's dead eyes

“What did I do to deserve this?” she asked in that quite hollow voice that sounded painful like her own. Pinkie turned again and rarity was strung up in her path.

“Why darling?” she asked in that pain ridden voice. The hole where her horn was dripped blood onto her face. The piece of fabric still embedded into her neck was stained with it. She didn’t even turn to run just her head to see applejack hanging to her right her torn throat made whatever words she spoke into a garbled nonsense, and with every attempted word more blood spilled for her slashed throat. But one word she managed to say

“WHY?”

Tears streamed from pinkie’s face and fell to the ground as twilight’s body came down to completely surround her. As the body bounced on invisible strings charred flesh fell to the ground and one eye hung from its socket. All of but half of the body was burned beyond recognition part of the flesh were burned so bad that blackened bone showed. Her teeth showed through a hole in the side of her mouth. She said nothing just screamed as if the pain of being burned alive was still forever being repeated through her mind and body. Pinkie fell to the ground and covered her head with her hooves.
She looked at the sound of hoof steps and watched the other pinkie walk up to her casually she fixed her broken neck with a crack and smiled at pinkie…. She walked over to twilight’s hanging body and traced her jaw line, causing the screaming mare to stop in her lament.

“Why’d you do this to your friends pinkie… don’t you know it’s not nice,” she said in pinkie’s own bubble voice.
Pinkie woke up screaming and crying, she brought her hooves to her head and covered her eyes and cried for the rest of the night. Till the morning ray’s of Celestia’s sun shone through her curtains

Author's Note

Reedited and Republished for all