Pinkie Pie gets diabetes?

by magicman123

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random, Comedy
Length: 7613

Pinkie Pie finds that she has recently been having problems and goes to Twilight for help.

Pinkie Pie finds that she has recently been having problems and goes to Twilight for help. When Twilight looks into it, she discovers that Pinkie was experiencing symptoms of diabetes.

*First attempt at a story. Please provide feedback and comment on anything that is wrong such as spelling and factual errors (Which should be quite a bit).

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Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-02-08 13:02:06 UTC

Chapter 1: Diabeetus?

Pinkie Pie. A sweet loving hyperactive pink earth pony who sports a puffy pink mane that rivals the puffiness of a cloud, donning a cutie mark of three balloons which represented her talent of throwing parties and overall making people happy, trots through the small town of Ponyville towards the home and workplace of one of her best friends in Equestria, Twilight Sparkle. Her face revealed that of a joyful pony, however under the veil of joy and happiness held a pint of worry as she had recently been experiencing certain problems with herself. Which was the reason why she had been heading towards Twilight as she was the smarterests (Yes I know it's not a word) pony that she had ever known and was sure that the smarterests pony she knew would figure out was going on.

As she reached the front door of the town library which was a rather large tree . Pinkie could hear shuffling in the house and the voice of Twilight humming a happy tune. Probably organizing the shelves again... for the second time..... this week. As Twilight was one to be known for having a major problem with being overly obsessive and compulsive. Always wanting to make sure that each book was alphabetized by the name and author and organized into it's specific genre. Yup, she was loved to keep everything neat and tidy. A little too much.

Pinkie Pie raised her hoof and knocked twice and heard the sound of many books tumbling to the floor and then an aggravated moan. The door opened revealing a irritated looking Twilight who looked like she was ready to give whoever disrupted her biweekly organizing a good mouthful but puts on a wide grin as she realizes who it was that came knocking.

"Hello Pinkie! Are you dropping in for a visit?"

"Yes... well no not really... but actually I am technically visiting so that'sayesbutalsoanobecauseIneedhelpwithsomethingbutIamalsoheretovisitsoisthatayesoranoIdon'tknowcanitbecalledayoorisitanesit'ssoconfusingbutIguessit'ssortabothsinceIamvisitongbutalsobecauseIneedhelpwithsomethingandIdon'tknowwhattodoaboutitsoIcametoyouforhelpcausewaitdidImakeyourbooksfallohi'msosorrypleaseforgivemeohIknowi'llthrowyouapartytoapologizeformakingyoudropyourbooksandi'llinviteeveryoneinPonyvilleandwe'llallhavesuchagreattimethere'llbeohsomanygameslikepinthetailonthepo-"

"Uh Pinkie could you please get to the point? Did you say that you needed my help?", Twilight interrupted not wanting Pinkie to pass out from the lack of oxygen from talking too much too fast.

Pinkie Pie blushed slightly and gave an apologetic grin.

"Oops. Hehe, sorry"

"It's alright. Now you said you wanted my help for something? Or did I mishear since you were talking pretty fast."

"Okay. Well I've been having some problems lately involving my...", Pinkie looked left then right before moving closer to Twilight with a tinge of red on her cheeks and whispers to Twilight's ear.

"My body."

The purple pony blushes along with Pinkie and asks, "Pinkie for the last time if you're feeling emotional and you-"

Pinkie shakes her head violently enough for her head to pop of her shoulders. "No! It's not THAT!"

"Then what is it?"

"Well I've had to go to the bathroom a lot lately and also I feel really tingly around my hooves".

Twilight nods to each of the symptoms and heads towards a bookshelf that was marked 'HEALTH CARE'. She scanned through each book before stopping. A wavy purple glow surrounds the tip of her horn and levitates a book from the shelf which was also surrounded with the purple glow. She opens the book with her magic and flips through the book back and forth.

"Aha!", she exclaimed before moving the book towards Pinkie.

"I think I've found what could be wrong with you! Let's see... having to go to the bathroom more than usual... tingling feeling around the hooves..."

Twilight turned the page and gasped.

"Whatwhat'sgoingonistheresomethingwrongwithmepleasetellmenowaitdon'twaityesactuallynoIdon'twanttoknownowwaittellme!" Pinkie asked loudly, clearly frightened about the prospects of discovering anything that could be wrong with her.

"Pinkie please calm down!" Twilight begged as she brought one of her hooves to Pinkies mouth in an attempt to make her stop panicking. It worked. Sorta. Pinkie still talked as Twilight's hoof covered her mouth, all words muffled and inaudible. After realizing that it was no use to keep talking she quieted down and stared at Twilight with saddened but curious eyes.

Twilight sighed, letting go of Pinkie's mouth.

"From what I've gathered from the your symptoms. You appear to have a small case of diabetes." Pinkie gave her a questioning look clearly not knowing what diabetes is, though she has calmed down since being told that whatever she had wasn't life threatening unless action was taken.

"Dia-bee-tus?"

"Diabetes", she corrected. "Diabetes is a disorder of your metabolism when somepony has a high blood sugar level, which isn't surprising for you since you do take a large amount of sugar everyday. In fact you seem to inhale the stuff like a drug."

Pinkie pupils shifted to her left and right remembering an experiment she tested out by taking a straw and inhaling a large mound of powdered sugar. Nothing terrible happened per se besides that she felt light headed and that she was sneezing the stuff for a week. Twilight saw her eyes shift and opened her mouth to ask before just dropping it and thought to herself a phrase that everypony in Ponyville used when it came to the strange enigma known as Pinkie Pie.

Just Pinkie being Pinkie.

"Anyway like I was saying what you have is treatable. However..."

"What?! Whatisittellmenow!"

Twilight sighed once again and prepared for the worst on what she was about to say.

"It means you won't be able to eat as much sweets as you want anymore. You could probably take a cupcake or two a week but that would be it."

Pinkie's pupils shrank to the size of pins. Stuttering, she asked, "F-f-for how long?"

Twilight brought her head down. Bracing for any outcome possible before saying something that chilled Pinkie to the bone.

        "Forever"

        Before Pinkie's bloodcurdling scream of anguish could be heard by both Cloudsdale and Tartarus, Twilight used her magic and formed a purple dome around Pinkie cutting off any sound that could have damaged her eardrums, shatter every piece of glass in a two mile radius and even make Discord himself cringe in horror. As Pinkie screamed, the dome that Twilight held her in shook and had begun to crack. Seconds into the scream Twilight started worrying about Pinkie damaging her vocal cords and the possibility of her actually breaking the magical shield and causing all that was mentioned to happen.

         Several minutes pass before Pinkie stops screaming, but before Twilight lowers the shield she realizes that she was just taking a deep breath only to continue screaming. Before the second lengthy scream begins Twilight forms another shield over the nearly broken shield. Ten more minutes pass before Pinkie finally surrenders and falls to her stomach gasping for the sweet feeling of oxygen. Twilight rolls her eyes at the overly dramatic pony, dropping the shield and levitated a glass of water towards her. The now screamed out Pinkie gladly accepts the drink with a dry thank you before gulping the entire glass. When she is done she stretches her tongue out and attempt to lick whatever liquid is left.

         "Are you done?" Twilight asks with a face full of worry and slightly disgusted at the act that Pinkie is performing.

         Pinkie puts the glass down and nods at her friend with her eyes closed, clearly saddened by the events that had transpired as her hair had flattened itself out and her usual bright pink coat became a dull grayish pink. Being asked to eat less sweets to her was like being asked not to eat sweets at all anymore, though it would probably be good for her health in Twilight's point of view. It's surprising that throughout all the time that she has known Pinkie Pie she has never even gotten any cavities from all that sugar.

Twilight thought to herself, 'The news is probably killing her! Telling Pinkie to eat less sugar was like telling her not  to even eat in the first place'.

"Pinkie?", Twilight called to her friend.

The now devastated Pinkie Pie looked up at Twilight with eyes wet with tears and her mouth shaking. It looked like she was about ready to give up holding back herself from crying. This was probably the saddest she has ever been and it broke Twilight's heart to see one of her best friends like this, but it couldn't be helped.

"I'm sorry Pinkie but it's for your own good".

Pinkie looked down to stare at the floor. "I know", she admitted. "But it doesn't make it sound any less worse".

Chapter 2: Oatmeal?

After nearly an hour of Twilight explaining the gruesome effects of not treating yourself properly, Pinkie's usual pink face was now covered with a thin mask of green. She was about ready to lose the heavily frosted cupcakes she had for breakfast as Twilight showed her some explicit pictures of the effects of diabetes if left untreated ,which was by no means just plain nauseating. Twilight also told Pinkie that she will inform the Cake family of her condition and would advise them on what to feed Pinkie that does not include large amounts of sugar such as salads, fruits and oats.

         When Pinkie reached Sugarcube Corner, her workplace and home, she mopes onward to her room past the Cakes who ask her if she was alright, only for her to reply with a "Twilight'll tell you". As she reaches her room, she checks her little alarm clock and see's that it was only four in the afternoon. However, knowing this she still crawled onto her bed slowly and closed her eyes just waiting for the day to pass.

         The following morning, Pinkie's alarm clock goes off with a loud ring. She reaches for the clock lazily and tried hitting the button to turn it off only to miss several times. She growls lightly and grabs the clock and throws it. It smashes against the wall and breaks apart. Springs, plastic and wooden pieces scatter across a part of her room. She yawns and glides from under the covers. As soon as she is out she stretches her limbs hearing a couple cracks. She smiles with eyes half closed and goes downstairs awaiting the prospect of a sugary treat. When she gets to the dining area she sees the Mrs. Cake placing a bowl emitting a trail of steam onto the table.

         She stares into the bowl and sees a light brown sludge. She bends down slowly and sniffs it. It was a strange smell. Usually Pinkie would be weirdly curious about a smell she hasn't smelt before but this was not one of those times. Cringing she asks what the contents of the bowl were.

         "Why it's oatmeal dearie".

         "Oatmeal?"

         Suddenly, the situation finally dawns on her as she realizes that she has forgotten about yesterday's events. Frowning she dips her snout into the bowl and eats a small bit of it.

         It tasted horrible. Especially since it HAD no taste.

         "Yucky", she whispers quietly.

         Mrs. Cake heard what she had said and told her that it was for her own good.

         "Can I at least add a teensy weensy bit of syrup?", she asked almost begging. She smiled sweetly and held her hooves together with eyes sparkling full of hope.

         The blue pony sighs. "I'm sorry Pinkie but it's for your own health".

         "Not even an eensy weensy teensy little bit?"

         "Sorry Pinkie"

         "How about a crumb of sugar? PLEEASSEE???"

         Mrs. Cake rolls her eyes and goes to a nearby cabinet pulling out a small bag of sugar. She sticks a hoof into the bag and shifts it around slightly before pulling out what appeared to be, as Pinkie said, a crumb of sugar in all it's magnificent shining glory. She turns back to Pinkie and flicks the crumb or speck of sugar into the bowl. Pinkie deflates at this, she crosses her arms and pouts.

         "I didn't mean a literal crumb..."

         She continues to stare at the bowl of oatmeal for a few moments before sighing and dipping her snout in again and starts eating the now cold goop. Mrs. Cake has never seen her so depressed. Not being able to eat as much sugar as before was really taking a toll on her. That was when she thought of a bright idea that would cheer Pinkie up right as rain.

         "Well Twilight did say you could eat a couple treats a week..."

         Pinkie stared at Mrs. Cake, mouth agape before grinning madly. The blue chubby pony left for the kitchen for a few minutes before returning with a cupcake in hoof.

         "Now remember Pinkie. Only two treats a w-", she wasn't able to finish her sentence before the now ecstatic Pinkie Pie leaped into the air, grabbing the cupcake from her hoof, tumbled to the floor and stuffing her face with the cupcake. Frosting covered her snout but before anyone could point it out her tongue slid from out and licked around her mouth to clean the frosting.

"Okay Pinkie, you can only have one tr-"

"CanIhaveitnow?"

"Uh, don't you wanna save it f-"

"Whataboutnow?"

"Actually I think that you should save it anot-"

"NowcanIhaveitnow?", Pinkie has a wide grin, her left eye twitching slightly.

What. Had. She done. Giving her that cupcake may have settled her sadness but it seemed to also weakened her sanity. Let's just say that she was hungry for some sugar, if you know what I mean. Wink wink. (Which you should since it's definitely not suggesting anything dirty because this story IS set for Everyone. Nope. Nothing adult orientated here).

Pinkie's eye began to twitch more violently and was just about to leap for the door that lead to the bakery to consume every sugary treat in her path before a frying pan hit Pinkie at the back of the head. Her body twitched for a second before slumping to the floor. Mrs. Cake was stunned, she hadn't hit her. She then heard the sound of somepony clearing her throat. Turning she saw Twilight Sparkle standing near the back door with the frying pan floating next to her. Twilight moved towards Pinkie's body and poked her side.

"She's fine, just knocked out", saying to no one in particular before facing Mrs. Cake and saying "Luckily I got here in time".

Mrs. Cake raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"I came to check on Pinkie. Just to make sure that she would be alright and also to make sure she hadn't gone crazy yet.". The blue mare nods at this.

Twilight's horn glows purple and so does Pinkie's body. The magic lifts up her body.

"I'll just bring her to her room for you", she says to Mrs.Cake who nods again still silent mouth with her mouth slightly agape.

It takes several hours before Pinkie Pie wakes up on her bed. She opens her eyes and feels a sharp pain on the back of her head. She felt like she was hit with a frying pan. She touches the spot and feels a small bump. She starts rubbing it but doing that only intensified the pain causing her to whimper slightly and quickly removes her hoof from it.

"Ugh. Probably shouldn't have went crazy there",she says to herself knowing somepony must have knocked her unconscious when she had her back turned. She walked to the bathroom and opened a small cabinet with a mirror at the front. Inside of it were a couple tubes of pink toothpaste, and extra pink toothbrush with pink bristles, a hairbrush, a bottle of sleeping pills, a pink hairbrush, a jar with a small alligator tooth inside of it, mouthwash (Which, by the way, is also pink) and finally a bottle of Aspirin. She grabs the bottle, twists off the cap and gently tips it causing a couple of pills to fall out onto her hoof. She gets a cup of water, tosses the pills into her mouth before taking a large gulp of water.

She puts that bottle back into the cabinet and walks out of the bathroom and goes for her phone.

"Fine then. If I can't get any treats here then I'll get something just as good".

She picks up the phone and starts to put in a few numbers before moving it on her ear.

"Hello?", a pause. "Yeah it's me. Do you mind meeting at midnight near our usual meeting place? Yes it's business. Yes bring the usual stuff. Great, see you there". A click is heard indicating that the call was over.

She puts the phone back down and gives a sly grin. Quietly giggling to herself excited about the transaction of goods.

"Now I just have to wait, for-", she goes to check her clock before she remembers that she broke it earlier. She pulls opens a cupboard next to her bed and takes one of the many extra clocks at random. She checks the time.

"What?! It's only two o' clock?", she puffs her cheeks and huffs before sighing. "I guess I better find something to do for another ten hours.

Five minutes pass before she decides to go out to Ponyville. As she walks through the town she hears a voice call out to her. She turns to see an orange mare with a blond mane, wearing a stetson hat and had a cutie mark of three red apples on her flank. It was Applejack.

"Hey there sugarcube!"

"Oh hi Applejack!", she happily replied.

"So I heard about what happened with you. Are you doing okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine"

"Are you sure? Cause Twilight said that she had ta innervene after you ate a cupcake this mornin"

'So that's who hit me', Pinkie thought to herself. Knowing Twilight did it for her own good.

"I'm doing fine Applejack, you don't have to worry about me".

"Well if ya say so. Also if you really needed something sweet you coulda just come on over to ma stand! I woulda given you an apple. You know how sweet they are. Besides, their healthy!"

'Why didn't I think of that?', Pinkie questions herself in thought.

"Well if ya need anythin' don't hesitate to call me".

"I will Applejack. Thanks for your concern", she replies gratefully.

Applejack gives a wave of her hoof before going on with her own business. Pinkie waves back and as Applejack moves away from her line of sight she sighs. After seven hours of walking through Ponyville, talking to friends who pass by her and looking through candy stores and longing for something sugary to eat, the sky starts to get dark and she heads for home.

"Only have to wait for three more hours".

When she gets home the Cakes already had dinner ready. Each of them had daisy sandwiches with hay fries on the side and a cup of apple juice to wash down the food. Poundcake and Pumpkin Cake both had mashed carrots with a bottle of milk. After she was done with dinner, Pinkie left for her room to take a bath but not before checking the clock first.

She went on to have a warm bath, dry off and brush her teeth. She closed the door to the bathroom and set the clock in front of her as she laid on her bed.

"Less than three hours before... hehehe", she giggled to herself.

After staring at the clock for about ten minutes she began to feel tired. She tried keeping her eyes open but soon failed as drowsiness overtook her. Suddenly, her eyes shot open but soon started to close her eyes again.

"No. Must. Stay up. Must not be late. For..."

She fell asleep. In her dreams she dreamed of eating cotton candy trees, showering in chocolate waterfalls, running through streets of sugar, meeting candy people of all shapes and sizes all in a massive kingdom of sweets.

Chapter 3: Drugs?

Pinkie's eyes fluttered open. She yawned and rubbed her eyes with her hooves. After a few moments her eyes finally focused and what she saw in front of her was a clock. She pondered why there was a clock in front of her and read the time. It was almost fifteen minutes past midnight. Everything processed slowly in her mind before her eyes grew wide and she jumped out of the bed in panic, her feet met the floor with a loud thud which caused her to cringe. Everyone was asleep and she didn't want to wake up and think that somepony broke into the building.

Before leaving, Pinkie opened her closet and quickly grabbed and put on a thick brown trench coat. She crept slowly to her door. She held onto the doorknob, twisted it and pulled. A creak was emitted filling the second floor hallway. Why does everything have to be so loud at night? She is stunned and waits silently to see if anypony had heard. A minute passes and no one seems to have noticed. She slowly gets passed the door and closes it silently, no creak is heard this time. Now all she has to do is get downstairs. 'Should be easy enough. Hopefully', she thought to herself. As she passes by Poundcake's and Pumpkin Cake's room she hears the soft snoring and smiles at how cute they sound.

She rounded the corner and got to the staircase. Very slowly she took a step forward and touches the top of the staircase. Nothing. She exhales in relief and takes another slow step. Then another and another. She was almost halfway through when she finally found the nerve to take faster steps. After a few seconds she reached the final two steps but just as she was about to take another step she remembered that that part of the stairs was creaky and was going to be fixed soon. Taking a large step she had finally reached the end and stealth fully tiptoed (Tiphoofed?) to the front door. Slowly turning the knob, slipping out and closing the door without a sound.

"Phew".

As she begins to trot to her destination something pulled on her causing her to fall over. The jig was up, she had been caught. She turns her head back to see her captor. She had expected to see one of the Cakes but instead saw that her trench coat was caught in between the door. Blushing and smiling in embarrassment she tugs at the caught piece of clothing but it doesn't budge. Sighing, she carefully opens the door and the coat is let loose before she slowly closes the door again.

She heads towards the meeting place. There aren't many ponies around besides club ponies and ponies who are drunk off hard cider. As she walks she sees the Ponyville nightclub. She could hear the sound of loud thumping and see the bright colored lights flashing around the place. Looking through the doorway from where she stood she saw a certain white pony with who had a blue mane with light blue streaks wearing glasses with purple lenses spinning vinyls and moving her head to the beat . Outside of the club she saw a purple mare passed out lying against the wall of the club with a bottle of cider in hand.

Passing the nightclub she spots a the meeting place from thirty meters away, a dark alleyway between a candy store and a dental clinic. Ironic isn't it? Before she could move a step further she sees a dark figure move out of the alleyway and go the opposite way. Before the figure could leave, Pinkie speeds up her movement and dashes towards the leaving pony. As she nears her target she calls out to the pony.

"Hey wait! I'm here i'm here!"

The pony turns to face her and replies with a feminine voice.

"What took you so long? I waited twenty minutes before I finally got fed up and wanted to leave".

"Sorry. I was tired and took a nap", Pinkie smiled sheepishly.

Rolling her eyes though she could not be seen she stepped into the light of a nearby candle lamp. Revealing a mare who had a light blue coat wearing a black hood over a mane of two kinds of blue like toothpaste. She had eyes that matched the color of the dark blue in her mane. Over her back was a saddle with stuffed bags at the side blocking her cutie mark. It was Minuette. Or more commonly known as 'Colgate' to everyone who knew her because of the color of her hair, which as stated above, resembled that of toothpaste and also because of her profession.

"Whatever", she says with a shrug of her shoulders. "Do you have the bits for...", she pulls a brown paper bag from her saddle and shakes it.

Pinkie nods speedily and reaches into her puffy hair and pulls a small maroon colored cloth bag.

"Is this enough?", she asks.

Pinkie tosses the bag to Colgate. She pulls the golden tie around the bag, opening it and counts the bits.

"You're a little light".

Pinkie's face is filled with panic.

"However, you are my best customer. So I'll just set it aside".

Pinkie's face softens and grins lightly.

"Here", Colgate puts the bag on the ground and pushes it towards Pinkie. She excitedly picks up the bag and opens it to see her prize. It was all there.

"Thanks Colgate!"

"Anytime", she pauses before continuing. "Are you sure you should be taking all that? You know, with your condition?"

The pink pony frowns slightly.

"It's fine. I won't go crazy", again.

The toothpaste turns to leave but only before Pinkie calls to her.

"Remind me again, why do you do this?"

"It's business".

"Oh right".

They both turn the opposite direction and head their separate ways before it was Colgate who called to Pinkie this time.

"Uh Pinkie, did you happen to see Berry Punch on the way here?"

"Yeah she's at the club passed out on cider".

Colgate sighs before turning and mumbling something about why she was such good friends with that drunk mare and also wondering if she was alright. It did not matter to Pinkie as she had gotten what she had wanted. On the way back to her home she saw Colgate with a very drunk Berry Punch on her back probably on her way home too. When she reached her home, she quickly but stealthily slipped passed everyone's room with ease and got into her room without a sound unlike last time.

Sitting on her haunches she opens the bag and pulls out a plastic bag filled with a white powder. Smiling she opens the plastic bag and sticks her hoof in it. Her hoof was covered with the powder and she then stuffed her hoof into her mouth. Recovering her hoof from her mouth with a puck and licked her lips. Then she stuffed her whole snout into the bag and began to eat the powder with a fury. Bits of white powder poured onto her face and around the bed while she began giggling in hysterical fits.

It was a few minutes later before she was satisfied and fell asleep with the bag at her side.

Pinkie woke up to a shriek. Eyes burst open wide and turned violently to face whoever made the noise. It was Twilight.

"W-w-what?! Pinkie! Is that- is that what I think it is?!"

"What?", she looked around her with an eyebrow raised. Around her was white powder and the bags scattered around. Feeling something sticky on her snout she touches it with her hoof. Pinkie realized what Twilight thought was going on.

"It all makes sense", Pinkie heard Twilight say to herself, "The depression and the reason I saw you out last night was all because of... THIS!"

"B-because of what?", the pink mare asked still not sure.

"Drugs Pinkie!"

"Drugs?"

"Yes, drugs! Why didn't I think of this situation?!"

"Twilight it's not what you think!"

"Of course it is! Look around you!", Twilight dipped a hoof into a bit of the powder and showing it to Pinkie. "Look!"

"Twilight it's not drugs it's sugar"

"Sure very likely that you would go out at night in a trench coat to get SUGA-", she couldn't finish as Pinkie stuffed a hoof full of the powder into Twilight's mouth.

After a couple seconds of awkward silence Pinkie retracted her hoof.

"Okay I guess it is sugar", she said with a tint of of pink on her cheeks.

Chapter 4: Wut?

After discovering that Pinkie had sneaked out of her home late at night, bought a whole bag of powdered sugar then ate said bag of powdered sugar, Twilight excused herself and left Sugarcube Corner. In about fifteen minutes Twilight returned with Applejack who had brought a long rope and a roll of duct tape along with her. It took nearly an hour to properly restrain the energetic pink pony with the rope. They had knocked over furniture and piles of old empty soda cans, they had broken a window, a hole was made in the wall in the shape of Pinkie Pie and much energy was wasted as both Twilight and Applejack did not have the vast amount of energy that Pinkie had.

Pinkie lay on the carpet floor of her room. Her hooves were tied to her torso and her snout was clamped with duct tape. They taped her mouth because she had bit at the farm pony while they were in their little scuffle. Pinkie's face was filled with sadness because that she had gotten caught and had to see a doctor but also for injuring her friends in the process. Both Applejack and Twilight were panting in exhaustion. Applejack rubbed at her right hoof (As that was where Pinkie had bit her) while taking sips from the lemonade that Mrs. Cake had offered earlier. Twilight held a bag of ice to her forehead which was where Pinkie had bucked her. All the while Pinkie stared longingly at the cold glass of lemonade.

When they were done with their drinks and their rest, Twilight and Applejack were preparing to bring Pinkie to see a doctor to explain even more properly on the dangers of not taking care of the fact that she had diabetes. Pinkie lay tied on to Applejacks back, still struggling with her restraints and mumbling through the tape that covered her mouth pleading for her friends to release her.

"Ya sure this was necessary Twilight?", Applejack asked.

"Yes i'm sure. She sure did put up a fight huh?", Twilight replied as she felt at the darkening bump on her head.

"Yeah, ah didn't really think she had it in 'er", Applejack said as she started to scratch at her injury. It had started to swell up slightly and it  had also gotten really itchy, it was probably not a good sign and she thought to herself that she should get it checked out when they get to the hospital.

As they walked through Ponyville towards the hospital, ponies around them looked at them some with awkward expressions on their face and some with eyebrows raised in plain confusion as to why was the towns favorite pink party pony was binned in rope and had tape covering her mouth. One pony in particular, who had an aquamarine colored coat and a white and mint streaked mane, whispered something to another pony beside her, who had a beige coat with a blue and pink streaked mane causing her to burst out in laughter, however Twilight and Applejack were only able to gather what the mare had said.

"Huh, I didn't think that they were into that kind of stuff"

Both of their faces were red soon after and their expressions turned from annoyance from the number of ponies who were staring into embarrassment from that simple comment. Unfortunately, Pinkie had also heard what the green pony had said, she was blushing mildly while staring icy daggers into the pony. Pinkie thought to herself that she was definitely going to have to give Lyra some hardcore pranking when she gets out of this. Something that may involve or may not involve setting fire to her house and burn everything she owns... While she was inside of the house.....

Or she could try super gluing her lyre to her hoof. Yeah, that will work.

Reaching the entrance of the hospital Pinkie looked at the building that towered over them. It was the tallest building in Ponyville though not the tallest they have ever seen. Entering through the automatic doors, their nose's were filled with a clean and medicinal smell. To their right they saw several ponies waiting to be checked in. One of them had a runny red nose and was sneezing uncontrollably as the other ponies surrounding him ushered away slowly taking care not to bump into anyone and to make sure that they did not catch whatever the poor colt had.

A couple of ponies looked at them with puzzled looks. Twilight rolled her eyes and trotted over to the counter and started talking to the receptionist. Pinkie and Applejack stood by the entrance (Well technically not Pinkie since she was still tied onto Applejack's back.), they could not hear what they were saying so Applejack decided to strike a conversation.

"Uh, so Pinkie... Sorry we had ta do all that ruffling and tussling earlier".

Pinkie mumble something that may have sounded like she had accepted the apology. Realizing that she couldn't speak with the tape on she turned away and chuckled awkwardly before silencing herself.

After about a few minute of Twilight explaining why they brought Pinkie in like this and asking for a doctor to explain to her why she should be wary of having Diabetes she went over to her friends and told them that they would be called in in a couple minutes. They found some seats that were away from the sneezing pony and propped Pinkie on a chair. A couple minutes turned into an hour as the number of ponies that were waiting for their appointment dwindled. As time passed slowly, Twilight and Applejack were beginning to feel drowsy. As they closed their eyes to rest for a while they were instantly open again as Pinkie shouted into their eyes with joy.

"Yay I'm free! Well at least I can talk again anyway!"

They both looked to see that Pinkie had apparently taken the time to gnaw through the tape and was now able to speak again. A call for Twilight's name caused brought their attention towards a pink maned mare who was known as Nurse Redheart calling for them. When they got to her she gave them a bright smile and said, "Follow me and I'll bring you to Doctor Crescent".

She brought into an elevator and soon they were at the third floor. As they headed for their room they walked through a large hallway with doors that were parallel from each other. A few moments later Nurse Redheart stopped them in front of a door with the name 'Dr. Crescent' engraved on a gold plate on it. The pink maned nurse opened the door for them to enter before she entered herself. Inside was a black maned colt who had a white coat and a stethoscope for a cutie mark. He sat behind a wooden desk and had a warm smile on his face.

"Hello, Twilight Sparkle, Applejack and Pinkie Pie. My name as you may have heard from Nurse Redheart over there", he raised a hoof towards the nurse, " is Dr. Crescent. Now if you may, please explain to me your situation". Twilight explained what she had said to Nurse Redheart to the doctor. He nodded as he listened, interested to hear what she had had to say. After she was done he wrote something into a notepad he had taken out when she started speaking. He cleared his throat before he spoke.

"I see... Did it ever come to mind to actually get professional help with the situation?", he said, his smile not faltering as he spoke.

Twilight was taken aback slightly and said, "Well I thought, since I am the personal student of Celestia herself I thought I could do it myself", she crossed her arms and held a proud grin.

"Okay then, you don't mind if I put Pinkie Pie here through a couple tests?"

They all turned to Pinkie. She nodded though she was still not sure.

"Okay then, Nurse Readheart"

"Yes doctor?"

"Please bring Ms. Pie into the examination room. I'll be with you in a minute".

She nodded and asked Pinkie to follow her kindly. When they left the room, there was an awkward silence before the doctor spoke up.

"I do not mean to be rude but", he takes a pause before speaking again, "it is quite dangerous to not ask for professional help? It could actually be worse than you actually thought it could be". He spoke in a stern but still kind voice.

Twilight's ears fell down in shame at the possibility that she could have put her friend in danger, "Yes I know. I'm sorry".

Dr. Crescent nods before speaking again. "Well, I should be leaving now".

It had been twenty minutes before the three of them returned to the room. Nurse Redheart waited by the door like before, Pinkie sat down next to her friends and the doctor took his seat behind the desk.

He brought up a thin bundle of papers and hit them against the table to keep them in order. He cleared his throat and spoke, "Well, we have gotten back the results and all I can say is", he stopped and a grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Pinkie Pie here does not in fact, have diabetes".

The three ponies brought their heads up swiftly. Pinkie then said "Wut?". It was not a question but more of a statement.

"Yes in fact you're quite healthy for somepony who consumes sweets on a daily basi-", that was all that was said before the sound of glass shattering was heard. They turned to see that Pinkie had vanished and that the thing that had broke was the window.

"Umm... This room is on the third floor. Should we be worried?'', Dr. Crescent asked.

"Nah, it's just good ol Pinkie being Pinkie, she'll be fine", Applejack replied.

"Okay then... You do realize you both are gonna have to pay for this right?''

Mini Chapter: What was Twilight doing?

*Note

This is a side chapter that takes place in the third chapter. Remember when Twilight said that she saw Pinkie that night? Well this story explains what she was doing that night.

Twilight lay in her bed tossing and turning trying to get to sleep. She had tried some basic natural remedies to sleeping problems such as a glass of warm milk, stretching (Which by the way caused her to fall off her bed which only added to her insomnia) and playing quiet peaceful music that could put the most hyper active ponies to sleep. Across the room Spike slept curled up in his basket snoring softly. Twilight smiled at the peaceful sight but groaned as she shifted in her bed still trying to sleep. Finally accepting that she probably won't be sleeping anytime soon she got up and head towards the library.

Looking through a shelf of novels for a moment before levitating a book towards her. She headed over to a table and lit a couple candles bringing a small area around the table into a dim light. She opened the book and started reading. It was but a few minutes into the novel she sighed, finding that she did not feel like reading before closing the book. Bringing the book back into the shelf she decided that she should go for a walk around Ponyville. Blowing the candles out, she opened the door and closing it cautiously not wanting to wake up her number one assistant.

Walking with eyes half open bored out of her mind, having only candle lamps to light her way through the town and several miscellaneous buildings such as bars,twenty-four hour stores and clubs. She didn't like visiting the dingy bars filled with lonely and dodgy ponies neither did she feel like going for a late night shopping trip. So a club it was. Twilight had never been to a club before, however she has seen them from the outside when walking around. All she knew about them was that it was a lively place with bright colorful flashing lights filling the building, loud music that ponies danced to, drinking and other social activities. She knew the owner of the Ponyville club, her name was Vinyl Scratch or more commonly known as DJ Pon-3. She was a white mare with a blue streak mane and a musical note for a cutie mark.

Reaching the outside of the club she saw said mare spinning vinyls and rocking her head to the music while a large amount of ponies were dancing to it. Some were not partaking in the act of dancing and were either drinking at the side or talking among their friends. Heading towards the entrance she stopped abruptly as a plum colored mare shakily bumped into ponies surrounding her giggling after apologizing every time. Twilight recognize the pony as Berry Punch who was also known as the local but friendly drunk. A bottle of hard cider was held in her hoof.

As she passed by Twilight she asked "H-hey Twi *hic light long time *hic no see", giggling in fits after she was done.

Twilight smiled awkwardly. "Yeah, it has been Berry".

Her little giggle fit passed and she asked "Hey have you seen *hic have you seen *hic have you seen Colgate?"

"No I have not".

"Eh it's fine she'll *hic find me later", she began giggling slightly before moving passed Twilight to the front of the building next to the entrance and falling on her back and passing out. Twilight shook her head with a smile before finally entering the building. She didn't want to dance and she didn't see anyone else that she knew so she headed towards the bar. Manning the bar was a unicorn colt with a lime green coat and a black mane. His cuties mark was a cocktail glass. He saw Twilight coming over and gave her a thin smile.

"Hi my name's Mixer. Well at least that's what everyone calls me".

"Hello Mixer".

"So what'll it be?"

"Umm can I see a menu".

Nodding, Mixer's horn glowed a light green and a menu was lifted on to the bar table. Looking at the menu she checked out the list that said low alcohol content drinks.

"I'll have a wine spritzer please".

"Certainly".

Heading towards the back of the bar he took the essential ingredients and mixed the cocktail together. When he was done he placed the drink in front of Twilight. She thanked Mixer before taking a sip.

An hour passed and she had finished the drink along with many others. She was hopelessly drunk, singing sea shanty's with other drunk pony's and dancing horribly though the alcohol had nothing to do with it. Though drunk she looked over the sea of ponies that surrounded her and saw a certain pink pony in a trench coat looking at a passed out Berry Punch before moving on.

"Hehehe *hic is that hic* Pink *hic Pink *hic Pink *hic", seeing as she couldn't continue her sentence without a hiccup she laughed at herself before falling back in to the crowd.

Epilogue

After Twilight and Applejack got out their bits and payed for the fees and the window that Pinkie broke, they soon began to leave as the doctor led them to the entrance. Just as they were about to thank Dr. Crescent and leave, Twilight realized something.

"Wait, if Pinkie doesn't have diabetes then why was it that she had the symptoms for it?"

Dr. Crescent paused in wonder putting a hoof to his chin.

"That is something to think about"

Twilight then started to think back to the past few days. Pinkie came over, Twilight thought that she had diabetes, Pinkie went mad, Twilight knocked Pinkie out, Pinkie bought sugar, Twilight saw Pinkie heading to buy said sugar, Pinkie gorged on the sugar, Twilight mistook Pinkie for buying drugs, Twilight and Applejack tried tying Pinkie up and in the process knocking over piles of candy bar wrappers and soda cans.

Candy bar wrappers and soda cans.

Candy bar wrappers and soda cans.

CANDY BAR WRAPPERS AND SODA CANS.

Ding!

Eating and drinking all those candy bars and soda's probably gave her a huge sugar rush which was why her hoofs were tingly and that she had to go to the bathroom so often.

"I think I know why", Twilight finally said.

"I see... Should I know what it is?"

"Let's just say it involves a lot of sugar", she says before heading out.

Chuckling, the doctor waves them off.

"Hehe..... Why do I always get the crazy ones?"

After everything was sorted out, Pinkie was not seen by any of her friends for a week. She was later found in her room surrounded by crumpled wrappers, empty cans and miscellaneous bags of sweet stuff.

Also Twilight began frequently visiting the club more and more.

And that is the end... For now of course.