Always Smiling.

Pinkie always was a happy pony. Always. She always had a bright smile on her face, nothing could possibly wipe it away. She loved smiling, it could possibly be one of her favorite pastimes. She was definitely one of my best friends, despite the fact that she could get ridiculously annoying at times.

A few months ago, my good friend Pinkie met a colt that stole her heart. She thought they were perfect. I thought otherwise, but I could see right through him. He was a nasty, lying colt who only wanted to use her, use her for bad things. Okay, so maybe he actually liked her, but he didn't show it very well. Not very well at all. Because I only saw someone who wanted to use my best friend, use her obliviousness by love. And I couldn't let that happen. So I had tried convincing her for days. Days on end. Eventually, I gave up. Pinkie could learn her own lessons.

I regret that decision to stop talking to her and to ignore her. I regret it now, but I could see why now. I think one of the main reasons I actually ignored her is that I might of had a small crush on him too.

That's a lie.

I had a huge crush on him, and he chose her.

He chose her, and broke her heart. Smashed it. Threw it away like it was nothing, like Pinkie's love wasn't enough. It wasn't enough because he found another pony. He found another pony, and ran off with her. Left Pinkie a note saying nothing more than a goodbye.

Nobody saw her for days. Of course, this information, I've only heard about. I didn't talk for her for months. This split us up pretty bad. She stayed in there for a long time.

A few weeks after they broke up, I gave her a note. I asked Mrs. Cake to give it to her. She said she would, it was nice.

Pinkie-

I'm sorry for what I did in the past. I left because I was scared of getting hurt. I shouldn't of reacted like that, and I'm sorry. I would like to talk.

-RD

I didn't know what else to say. I was confused, and I wanted to help out my friend. She seemed in pain, I didn't like pain. Pain was my enemy. I didn't feel pain. Ever. But I felt her pain. She was my friend that was always there. Never left my side, and I could talk to at 2 in the morning and she'd have no issues with it.

She approached me finally a few days later. We talked like no time had passed. I really had wanted to know why she was hurting, or if she still was.

A week or two had passed. She hadn't come out of her room, again. This time nopony knew why, she evidently wouldn't tell Mr. or Mrs. Cake. She stayed in there for 2 days. She came out again, randomly. We were just walking around, and I had to ask the question: "Hey Pinkie... Why were you up in your room for two days?"

I remember she stopped cold in her tracks. Her hair instantly flooded down towards her face, straighter than a blade, giving her a shelter. All she said on the subject was, "I realize now what big of a mistake I made."

One day, I was talking to my good friend Kaleido up in Cloudsdale, and he said he would check out Ponyville. We flew down, and gracefully landed right in the center.

Naturally, Pinkie raced towards me. She loved talking to me. She said a short hello to Kaleido, but kept on rambling on to me.

Kaleido was obviously very entertained by her. He was a quiet guy, never talked much. He never saw someone talk so fast or so much. A wide smile dawned upon his face, and he giggled. I had never heard him giggle before. It was kind of awkward. I knew he'd never like Pinkie, she would get on his nerves way too quickly. Pinkie needs someone with so much patience it's oozing out of them. I don't think Kaleido is this type of guy.

She turned to Kaleido, and gave a more formal introduction. A formal introduction for Pinkie was: "Hello! Who are you? What's your name? I'm Pinkie. I like to bake. Baking is fun. Laughing is also fun. I like to laugh, a lot. What's your name again?"

At every question, Kaleido's eyes grew bigger and bigger, like too many questions were being shoved down his throat. Kaleido was never this shy, but maybe he's just shy when he meets new people. He laughed and said, "I'm Kaleido." Just that.

She giggled, and asked me what we were doing today.

That was her first encounter with Kaleido.

I would start to bring Kaleido down with me. The three of us had tons of fun adventures. We pulled pranks on a lot of people. That was great. I think my favorite was when we tied strings to a book and puppeted it around, while Twilight was using her strongest magic to move it back into its proper place, no matter how much magic it took, it would just swung around more. Well, it worked until Pinkie started falling. Kaleido caught her almost in time, but Twilight sure did notice three ponies on the ceiling. She laughed. Which caused Pinkie to laugh. Pinkie loved laughing. And that caused both Kaleido and I to laugh, her laugh was infectious. Kaleido stopped paying attention and slowly started slipping off... Both him and Pinkie fell off the rafter, and Kaleido caught them both, with Pinkie holding onto him for dear life.

She backed away, blushing, but we all just started laughing once again.

We decided to have a campfire that night. It was just the three of us. We giggled and shared campfire stories. Those campfire stories led into stories about our past. Kaleido and I shared a few stories about us. I learned a lot about him, more than I usually had on any given day. He told me stories on how his parents left him, and how he stayed with his grandparents, and how every pegasus had rejected him, as more than friends...

This led Pinkie to tell us her story, and what she had bottled up.