Six Balloons

Being beautiful, and being dead. We all know what it is, we all know who has it, and who doesn’t. Being alive, and being dead. We all know what it is, we all know who has it. But what about crossing the border to the fourth world? Breaking the fourth wall? Not many know about. Not many ever will. But it is certain, that one very special being will always know. And that fourth world, reshow her destiny to herself. There, she will find her true self. And once she does find herself, she won’t ever be the same.

                                      Make a wish. Thy world will change.

                                      Make a wish. I promise, thee destiny will come.

                                      Look at thou flank, when thee time is right.

                                     For what’s there now, in thou sight,

                                     Isn’t correct, Isn’t thee destiny.

                                     GO MY LITTLE PONY! GO!

Pinkie awoke with a start, immediately knowing she wasn’t where she should be, which was bad. She ran over everything in her head, trying to think of where she went wrong. However, as she slowly, and shakily arose to where her pink hooves were underneath her, she began to have second thoughts, thinking she might not have gone wrong. She felt like she did belong here, for once in her party-filled life. The bright eyed pony tried to get her blurred, tired eyes to focus, to see what was beyond the cloudy shield that blocked her view. She shook her head, over and over, and once her vision cleared, she was happily surprised to see Equestria's Lunar Princess. “I knew thou would make it here.” Luna said, but she wasn’t exactly smiling. Her lips were tightened, in a flat line.

“Whaaa? What is this place? Is this a joke?" She looked around the white, empty space, before snapping back to her thoughts. "OH OH OH, I LOVE JOKES! Seetherewasthisonetime,whenDashieandmestarted-“ Luna used her magic to literally zip up Pinkie’s lips, to keep her from blabbering on and on. The reason she was here, was a very important reason. “Thou needn’t talk so much. This place, is a place, for quiet, and observation, my little pony.” The Princess motioned for the bouncy, bubbly pony to follow her. “WOAH, WHAT’S THAT?!” Pinkie suddenly shrieked, upon noticing a dark, foggy mass, swirling around itself. Horror, and fear was let out in emotional waves from the thing, and screams could be heard from inside the void. It continued to swirl, mesmerizing Pinkie, but also striking fear into her.

“That, fair Pinkie, is your portal. Your destiny.” Luna looked beside her, at the kind eyes, that were now swirling  with fear, and absolute wonderment, upon observing the dark fog. “I have to go… in there?” The pink pony slid closer to the princess for protection, hoping with every atom in her body that Luna would start laughing, and tell her this was all a joke. However, the beautiful princess looked at her, honestly, and purely.

“Pinkie, dear, thou will be alright. Trust us, please. We would not ask this of thou, if we didn't know thy cutie mark was incorrect.” Luna pointed at the three balloons that rested upon her rump. Pinkie cocked her head, stunned, and confused. What could the princess mean? Was something wrong with her? “There is more to thou, than meets thee eye. Trust us. Go through. Find thy destiny. GO MY LITTLE PONY! GO!” Pinkie was roughly shoved closer to the giant swirling mass. And when she was forced in, everything changed. She automatically knew she didn’t need a cutie mark to tell her who she was. All she need was her friends. And that night, the pony wept, and wept, and wept, upon staring joyfully at her new cutie mark. Six balloons, as a symbolization, that her friends cared. The first ponies to ever care. The first ponies to change her life. The first ponies to change her from Pinkamena Diane Pie, to Pinkie Pie, the element of laughter. And over the years, if Luna was in a bad spot, she always relied on six, very special balloons. And even after their death, she wouldn’t forget them, for the millions of years to come.