The Pinkie Pie Journalsby DimondiumChaptersAct 0, Entry 2Act 0, Entry 3Act 0, Entry 4Act 0, Entry 1Act 0, Entry 2Dear William Scribbleton the 1st, Gaaaaaaaah... today was.... boooooo-ring! Nothing interesting at all happened! And to make it worse, it was raining and was all lightning-y and thunder-y.... it was all like, BOOM! KERBLAM! CRASH! KAPOW! But I wasn’t afraid! Nope! Not when I was hiding under my blankets singing Granny’s song! I wasn’t afraid one bit, nuh uh! I was about as afraid as a banana under a plunger! But... one thing did happen today, that was... amazing... it was... uhm... what happened again? OH YEAH! Twily came in to get out of the rain! She was all shaky, cold and wet! She looked awful, like she had just been in a stampede of cows who were running from pink elephants! (Trust me, cows can run pretty fast when running from pink elephants.) Then again, she was wet and shaky, too. Maybe she was running through a cluster of waterfalls while in a herd of cows being chased by pink elephants on a mountain? I dunno. Anyway, I invited her up into my room because that’s where the best fireplace is, and well... really thick blankets, because apparently, they are useful for stuff besides hiding under them! Like, for example, did you know blankets can make you all warm and toasty and make feel good all over? I can't believe I lived 22 years without knowing that! That, and how I lived so long without a marshmallow toaster. Note to self: I NEED ONE. Back to the sto~ry! Anyway, I didn’t know that until Twilight asked for some blankets and I asked her, 'why’? And she was all, ‘Because they’ll make me feel warmer’ and then I was all, ‘OOOOOOH! So THAT’S what they are used for!’... then she smacked her hoof against her face for some reason... I think there was a fly on it, I dunno. Personally, I prefer a fly swatter. ANYWAY! When she got all dry and stuff, I asked her if I could snuggle in the blankets with her. She looked at me oddly for a few seconds, and her face got all red! Then she started talking funny, her voice was stuttering, dunno why though, and she said ‘U-uhm... s-sure... go... go ahead, Pinkie...’ and she gave me this weird smile, like she was nervous about something. So then I went under the covers, and hugged her close to me! She kept shaking for a while, and I got really confused. She did feel kinda wet still, but she was pretty warm already! I mean, I was trying to help by cuddling with her, but here she was, shaking so hard she could have shaken herself dry! Then she started to get really, really warm for some reason... and I really wanted to know now, so I asked her, ‘Hey Twily, why are you getting all warm?’. Then, like the question was sort of magic, she got even WARMER! Hehe, she was nice and toast~y! I like toast, and I like toasty things too! So she was like a nice, toasty bundle of toastiness and...mmmm! After that, she started stuttering a lot, and her words sounded all jumbled and wumbled. Like a puzzle or something. Gosh darn, I hate puzzles! They're so hard! ...where was I? OH YEAH! HERE IS THE BEST PAAA~AART! She said ‘Ah, screw it...Pinkie, I...I love you!’ then she kissed me! At first I was all like, ‘OMIGOSH MY LOVEY KITTY IS KISSING ME!’. Well... I said that in my brain, of course, I couldn’t really speak because her mouth was on mine! It was doing all the fun, wonderful stuff that came with a kiss - oh yeah, and her tongue tasted like purple! But if I could have talked, I would've definitely said that. Annnnywaaaay.... it felt like the best thing ever.... it was like, somepony threw this awesome big party just for me, and that all of the ponies in Equestria were invited! It lasted a long time too, like... about a full two minutes! Two minutes in kissy time is like...a kajillion years in normal time! After she pulled away, her face was like... really dark pink... kind of like the color of my coat, except not really... I guess you could call it ‘red’. Fuchsia? Pinkish red? Fuchsinkishred? So, I was about to say, ‘I love you too, Twi~ly!’ but then I woke up, and the dream ended. :( I gotta say though, that was one of the best dreams I’ve ever had.... oh wait. Did I forget to mention that this whole journal entry has been based off a dream? Sorry! I forget things sometimes. I didn't mean to lead you on like that or anything! Honest! Anyway, I gotta scram again, Twily asked me to come over today to help her with some things! I'm soooo excited! I loooove spending time with Twily! Every single second I spend with her is just AWESOME, and if I'm lucky, I get to smell her mane! It smells like lavender thingies, which is just...mmmmm...I could frolic in that forever! Bye bye, seeya’... or... write in ya’ later, Willy~!, Pinkie Pie Act 0, Entry 3Dear William Scribbleton the 1st, I had a super fun day at the library today! I helped Twily reorganize all the books... now Willy, I know you’re asking “How is organizing (mostly) boring old books fun?” Well, it wasn’t organizing the books that was fun.... it’s what I did with them! And who, but mostly what! Anyway, I asked her if I could build a book fort before we organized them, and she asked me why. “WHY?” I said, “WHY DID WILLIAM DRAKESPEARE WRITE PONEO AND JULIET? WHY DID SOPHOCLES CREATE THE TRAITS OF THE TRAGIC HERO? You wanna know why? Huh? Do ya, toots? They made them because they wanted to, and ‘I’ want to build a book fort!” She... kind of just... stared at me after that, like I was some sort of crazy pony! But then she sighed real loud and said, “Sure, go ahead...” and then I got all happy because I was gonna build a book fort! Book forts are REALLY fun! They are like forts made out of bricks... but instead of bricks you use books! So it's like a brick-book-as-your-bricks-kinda-but-not-really-fort! So after about 10 minutes, I built this humungo book fort outside the library! It looked like the Canterlot Castle, but about.... 1000 times smaller... and made of books...but it had the throne room and everything down to the teeniest piece of jewelry! It even had teeeeeny little ponies made of little 'refuhrence' books! When Twily came out and saw it, she just... kind of stared at it for a few seconds... she seemed shocked for some reason (I don’t know why though...). She wasn’t even blinking, or breathing or anything! I thought I maybe broke her... but then she took in a deep breath, and blinked a few times, muttering to herself “This.... this shouldn’t be possible... this... this...” and that’s all she kept saying, about how it was ‘impossible’.... but it wasn’t impossible because ‘I’ did it! But after some time, all the books went tumbling down into the mud and dirt.... and well... Twily got kind of scary after that. At first, she didn’t even look at me... then she told me to leave... and I asked her why, and she just gave me this look that said “I’m going to hurt you if you don’t leave in the next 10 seconds.” So then I decided, it would probably best if I let Twily have some quiet time! So, I zipped back to SCC (Sugar Cube Corner, if ya didn’t know), and I haven't bothered her since! After I got back, I went inside and ran up to my room, and started writing this entry in you! So uhm... THAT’S MY STORY TODAY! :) And right now, I’mma go bake-up some apology cupcakes for my little purple Lovey Kitty, maybe that’ll make her feel a bit better... Heehee~! Cupcakes!, Pinkie Pie Act 0, Entry 4Dear William Scribbleton the 1st, So I’ve been thinking... of well... asking Twily out on... a date... or something. I mean...not a date-date! I mean like a...wait, you already know how I feel. Darn! I have to stop telling you things ! But then I guess I'd get lonely. Besides, you listen to me a lot. Now where was I...ah yeah, asking Twily out! See, I would LOVE to ask her out! She's smart, cute, nerdy, smart, good smelling, cute, pretty, smart...and a lot of other things that would take forever to list! In fact, sometimes I do ask her out, but it's in my dreams. She always says yes, and then we start making out, and - Oops. You're like, 4 days old, right? You shouldn't have to hear about that stuff! Anyway, though, in the real world, I’ve... been having my doubts...which is why I came to you! Or me? Eh, both of us. I mean, what would happen if I asked her out? Would she reject me, would she think I was kidding, would she get angry? I mean, we're friends, but...I'm just so scared that she doesn't like me enough! Or...even WORSE, maybe she’d think I was crazy or something for even asking her, I just don’t know... ...wait! What happens if she already thinks I’m crazy?! I mean, she always says “Pinkie Pie, you’re so crazy!” Well... then again, how do I know any of this will happen if I don’t ask her... maybe... no, no, I can’t ask her! I KNOW she'll reject me! I just know it! She'll be all, “Pinkie, I don’t really think we’d be good together, and so I think the date you’ve extended to me is worthless!” Well... that doesn’t sound like Twily, but SHE WOULD say something like that...she would if she had a reason to. Why’d I even think I had a chance with her? She's so smart... and... smart... and uhm... smart? No, I already said that. Purple? Yeah, she is very purple too... and cute... and... kinda funny... ah, jeez what am I thinking? Of course I have a chance with her! She is my best friend, right? I’m sure she’d love to go out on a date with me! All I gotta do is ask! She'll do it for 'science' or whatever, but it counts! Thanks for listening, Willy. It means a lot. I guess I'll go ask her tomorrow, since she isn't so mad anymore. ...in fact, she seemed like, REALLY, REALLY sad when I gave her those cupcakes I made her. I didn't know what was wrong, but my leg was achy, my ear itched, and I did a breakdance, which meant one of two things: either somepony's in love (hey, me!), or I really needed to eat a banana. The last thing she said was, "Here's to the first day of the last of my life", and...then she started crying before she closed the door. She didn't even say goodbye. I just hope I can cheer her up. But my hopes are high! See ya' later, Willy! Things are gonna' go great! I just feel it! Your really, really happy lovebird, Pinkie Pie Act 0, Entry 1Act 0: You Don't Know What You Have... HIYA, JOURNAL! My name is Pinkie Pie! What’s yours? Oh wait, it’s Journal... right? No, no... I don’t like that name. Your name can be... hmmmm... Journey? No that sounds like that one band...how about... Pages? Oh, oh, oh! How about...Journey! No, wait... I already said that... jeez, who thought naming a journal would be so hard? How about ‘William Scribbleton the 1st’? YEAH! I like that, do you like it? Of course you like it! 'Why'? Because I like it, and you like what I like, because that’s what silent little journal friends do! They like what the others do because it's just what they do! DON'T QUESTION ME! Anywho, I decided to write in ya’ because... uhm... wait, why DID I decide to write in you? Hmm... OH YEAH! Twily said I should! “Who’s Twily?”, you might ask. Well... she USED to be my bestest friend in the world, alongside with my other B.F.I.T.W...s... but now she is my SUPER SPECTACULAR HOPEFULLY-SOON-TO-BE 'SPECIAL' FRIEND! Or... in terms ‘normal’ ponies can understand, she is now my LOVEY KITTY! She is sooooooooo... FUN-TASITCALLY AMAZING! Well... she isn’t really ‘fun’, because she likes to sit and read, but that’s what’s fun to her, so I can deal with it. I guess. I mean, reading is putting a bunch of words you already know together into sentences and stuff, but in something somepony already put together! I mean, it's fun SOMETIMES, and it helps me learn new recipes, but...I don't get all those sciencey and/or romancey books she reads. I mean, she already knows about science, and the romancey thingies are cute a little, but they're so fake! I mean, the ponies are just sitting there and not saying they love each other! COME ON, MISS FLOWER, GIVE DADDY SOME SUGAR ALREADY! ...but I guess if that's her thing, it's her thing. She can like what she wants! Just like I like her! In fact, I love her! Oh, yeah, that's where I was! So anyway, we are almost opposites... is it weird I’m attracted to a mare that is nothing like me, William Scribbleton?...well, aren’t you gonna answer? Helloo~oo, anypony home in these pages? Oh wait, you can’t... jeez! I keep forgetting books can’t talk to you... I could totally understand reading if books could talk! That would be awesome, right? Hey, wait... what’s that burny smell? Hmmm... oh...OH NO! I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THE CAKE IN THE OVEN! IT’S GONNA BE SOOOO BURNT! THE CAKES ARE NOT GONNA BE HAPPY! GOTTA GO SEE YA BYE BYE! YOUR PANICKING WRITER, Pinkie Pie.
Act 0, Entry 2Dear William Scribbleton the 1st, Gaaaaaaaah... today was.... boooooo-ring! Nothing interesting at all happened! And to make it worse, it was raining and was all lightning-y and thunder-y.... it was all like, BOOM! KERBLAM! CRASH! KAPOW! But I wasn’t afraid! Nope! Not when I was hiding under my blankets singing Granny’s song! I wasn’t afraid one bit, nuh uh! I was about as afraid as a banana under a plunger! But... one thing did happen today, that was... amazing... it was... uhm... what happened again? OH YEAH! Twily came in to get out of the rain! She was all shaky, cold and wet! She looked awful, like she had just been in a stampede of cows who were running from pink elephants! (Trust me, cows can run pretty fast when running from pink elephants.) Then again, she was wet and shaky, too. Maybe she was running through a cluster of waterfalls while in a herd of cows being chased by pink elephants on a mountain? I dunno. Anyway, I invited her up into my room because that’s where the best fireplace is, and well... really thick blankets, because apparently, they are useful for stuff besides hiding under them! Like, for example, did you know blankets can make you all warm and toasty and make feel good all over? I can't believe I lived 22 years without knowing that! That, and how I lived so long without a marshmallow toaster. Note to self: I NEED ONE. Back to the sto~ry! Anyway, I didn’t know that until Twilight asked for some blankets and I asked her, 'why’? And she was all, ‘Because they’ll make me feel warmer’ and then I was all, ‘OOOOOOH! So THAT’S what they are used for!’... then she smacked her hoof against her face for some reason... I think there was a fly on it, I dunno. Personally, I prefer a fly swatter. ANYWAY! When she got all dry and stuff, I asked her if I could snuggle in the blankets with her. She looked at me oddly for a few seconds, and her face got all red! Then she started talking funny, her voice was stuttering, dunno why though, and she said ‘U-uhm... s-sure... go... go ahead, Pinkie...’ and she gave me this weird smile, like she was nervous about something. So then I went under the covers, and hugged her close to me! She kept shaking for a while, and I got really confused. She did feel kinda wet still, but she was pretty warm already! I mean, I was trying to help by cuddling with her, but here she was, shaking so hard she could have shaken herself dry! Then she started to get really, really warm for some reason... and I really wanted to know now, so I asked her, ‘Hey Twily, why are you getting all warm?’. Then, like the question was sort of magic, she got even WARMER! Hehe, she was nice and toast~y! I like toast, and I like toasty things too! So she was like a nice, toasty bundle of toastiness and...mmmm! After that, she started stuttering a lot, and her words sounded all jumbled and wumbled. Like a puzzle or something. Gosh darn, I hate puzzles! They're so hard! ...where was I? OH YEAH! HERE IS THE BEST PAAA~AART! She said ‘Ah, screw it...Pinkie, I...I love you!’ then she kissed me! At first I was all like, ‘OMIGOSH MY LOVEY KITTY IS KISSING ME!’. Well... I said that in my brain, of course, I couldn’t really speak because her mouth was on mine! It was doing all the fun, wonderful stuff that came with a kiss - oh yeah, and her tongue tasted like purple! But if I could have talked, I would've definitely said that. Annnnywaaaay.... it felt like the best thing ever.... it was like, somepony threw this awesome big party just for me, and that all of the ponies in Equestria were invited! It lasted a long time too, like... about a full two minutes! Two minutes in kissy time is like...a kajillion years in normal time! After she pulled away, her face was like... really dark pink... kind of like the color of my coat, except not really... I guess you could call it ‘red’. Fuchsia? Pinkish red? Fuchsinkishred? So, I was about to say, ‘I love you too, Twi~ly!’ but then I woke up, and the dream ended. :( I gotta say though, that was one of the best dreams I’ve ever had.... oh wait. Did I forget to mention that this whole journal entry has been based off a dream? Sorry! I forget things sometimes. I didn't mean to lead you on like that or anything! Honest! Anyway, I gotta scram again, Twily asked me to come over today to help her with some things! I'm soooo excited! I loooove spending time with Twily! Every single second I spend with her is just AWESOME, and if I'm lucky, I get to smell her mane! It smells like lavender thingies, which is just...mmmmm...I could frolic in that forever! Bye bye, seeya’... or... write in ya’ later, Willy~!, Pinkie Pie
Act 0, Entry 3Dear William Scribbleton the 1st, I had a super fun day at the library today! I helped Twily reorganize all the books... now Willy, I know you’re asking “How is organizing (mostly) boring old books fun?” Well, it wasn’t organizing the books that was fun.... it’s what I did with them! And who, but mostly what! Anyway, I asked her if I could build a book fort before we organized them, and she asked me why. “WHY?” I said, “WHY DID WILLIAM DRAKESPEARE WRITE PONEO AND JULIET? WHY DID SOPHOCLES CREATE THE TRAITS OF THE TRAGIC HERO? You wanna know why? Huh? Do ya, toots? They made them because they wanted to, and ‘I’ want to build a book fort!” She... kind of just... stared at me after that, like I was some sort of crazy pony! But then she sighed real loud and said, “Sure, go ahead...” and then I got all happy because I was gonna build a book fort! Book forts are REALLY fun! They are like forts made out of bricks... but instead of bricks you use books! So it's like a brick-book-as-your-bricks-kinda-but-not-really-fort! So after about 10 minutes, I built this humungo book fort outside the library! It looked like the Canterlot Castle, but about.... 1000 times smaller... and made of books...but it had the throne room and everything down to the teeniest piece of jewelry! It even had teeeeeny little ponies made of little 'refuhrence' books! When Twily came out and saw it, she just... kind of stared at it for a few seconds... she seemed shocked for some reason (I don’t know why though...). She wasn’t even blinking, or breathing or anything! I thought I maybe broke her... but then she took in a deep breath, and blinked a few times, muttering to herself “This.... this shouldn’t be possible... this... this...” and that’s all she kept saying, about how it was ‘impossible’.... but it wasn’t impossible because ‘I’ did it! But after some time, all the books went tumbling down into the mud and dirt.... and well... Twily got kind of scary after that. At first, she didn’t even look at me... then she told me to leave... and I asked her why, and she just gave me this look that said “I’m going to hurt you if you don’t leave in the next 10 seconds.” So then I decided, it would probably best if I let Twily have some quiet time! So, I zipped back to SCC (Sugar Cube Corner, if ya didn’t know), and I haven't bothered her since! After I got back, I went inside and ran up to my room, and started writing this entry in you! So uhm... THAT’S MY STORY TODAY! :) And right now, I’mma go bake-up some apology cupcakes for my little purple Lovey Kitty, maybe that’ll make her feel a bit better... Heehee~! Cupcakes!, Pinkie Pie
Act 0, Entry 4Dear William Scribbleton the 1st, So I’ve been thinking... of well... asking Twily out on... a date... or something. I mean...not a date-date! I mean like a...wait, you already know how I feel. Darn! I have to stop telling you things ! But then I guess I'd get lonely. Besides, you listen to me a lot. Now where was I...ah yeah, asking Twily out! See, I would LOVE to ask her out! She's smart, cute, nerdy, smart, good smelling, cute, pretty, smart...and a lot of other things that would take forever to list! In fact, sometimes I do ask her out, but it's in my dreams. She always says yes, and then we start making out, and - Oops. You're like, 4 days old, right? You shouldn't have to hear about that stuff! Anyway, though, in the real world, I’ve... been having my doubts...which is why I came to you! Or me? Eh, both of us. I mean, what would happen if I asked her out? Would she reject me, would she think I was kidding, would she get angry? I mean, we're friends, but...I'm just so scared that she doesn't like me enough! Or...even WORSE, maybe she’d think I was crazy or something for even asking her, I just don’t know... ...wait! What happens if she already thinks I’m crazy?! I mean, she always says “Pinkie Pie, you’re so crazy!” Well... then again, how do I know any of this will happen if I don’t ask her... maybe... no, no, I can’t ask her! I KNOW she'll reject me! I just know it! She'll be all, “Pinkie, I don’t really think we’d be good together, and so I think the date you’ve extended to me is worthless!” Well... that doesn’t sound like Twily, but SHE WOULD say something like that...she would if she had a reason to. Why’d I even think I had a chance with her? She's so smart... and... smart... and uhm... smart? No, I already said that. Purple? Yeah, she is very purple too... and cute... and... kinda funny... ah, jeez what am I thinking? Of course I have a chance with her! She is my best friend, right? I’m sure she’d love to go out on a date with me! All I gotta do is ask! She'll do it for 'science' or whatever, but it counts! Thanks for listening, Willy. It means a lot. I guess I'll go ask her tomorrow, since she isn't so mad anymore. ...in fact, she seemed like, REALLY, REALLY sad when I gave her those cupcakes I made her. I didn't know what was wrong, but my leg was achy, my ear itched, and I did a breakdance, which meant one of two things: either somepony's in love (hey, me!), or I really needed to eat a banana. The last thing she said was, "Here's to the first day of the last of my life", and...then she started crying before she closed the door. She didn't even say goodbye. I just hope I can cheer her up. But my hopes are high! See ya' later, Willy! Things are gonna' go great! I just feel it! Your really, really happy lovebird, Pinkie Pie
Act 0, Entry 1Act 0: You Don't Know What You Have... HIYA, JOURNAL! My name is Pinkie Pie! What’s yours? Oh wait, it’s Journal... right? No, no... I don’t like that name. Your name can be... hmmmm... Journey? No that sounds like that one band...how about... Pages? Oh, oh, oh! How about...Journey! No, wait... I already said that... jeez, who thought naming a journal would be so hard? How about ‘William Scribbleton the 1st’? YEAH! I like that, do you like it? Of course you like it! 'Why'? Because I like it, and you like what I like, because that’s what silent little journal friends do! They like what the others do because it's just what they do! DON'T QUESTION ME! Anywho, I decided to write in ya’ because... uhm... wait, why DID I decide to write in you? Hmm... OH YEAH! Twily said I should! “Who’s Twily?”, you might ask. Well... she USED to be my bestest friend in the world, alongside with my other B.F.I.T.W...s... but now she is my SUPER SPECTACULAR HOPEFULLY-SOON-TO-BE 'SPECIAL' FRIEND! Or... in terms ‘normal’ ponies can understand, she is now my LOVEY KITTY! She is sooooooooo... FUN-TASITCALLY AMAZING! Well... she isn’t really ‘fun’, because she likes to sit and read, but that’s what’s fun to her, so I can deal with it. I guess. I mean, reading is putting a bunch of words you already know together into sentences and stuff, but in something somepony already put together! I mean, it's fun SOMETIMES, and it helps me learn new recipes, but...I don't get all those sciencey and/or romancey books she reads. I mean, she already knows about science, and the romancey thingies are cute a little, but they're so fake! I mean, the ponies are just sitting there and not saying they love each other! COME ON, MISS FLOWER, GIVE DADDY SOME SUGAR ALREADY! ...but I guess if that's her thing, it's her thing. She can like what she wants! Just like I like her! In fact, I love her! Oh, yeah, that's where I was! So anyway, we are almost opposites... is it weird I’m attracted to a mare that is nothing like me, William Scribbleton?...well, aren’t you gonna answer? Helloo~oo, anypony home in these pages? Oh wait, you can’t... jeez! I keep forgetting books can’t talk to you... I could totally understand reading if books could talk! That would be awesome, right? Hey, wait... what’s that burny smell? Hmmm... oh...OH NO! I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THE CAKE IN THE OVEN! IT’S GONNA BE SOOOO BURNT! THE CAKES ARE NOT GONNA BE HAPPY! GOTTA GO SEE YA BYE BYE! YOUR PANICKING WRITER, Pinkie Pie.
