There Is Nothing To Fear...

by gordobraveheart

Rating: teen
Tags: Pinkie Pie, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, King Sombra
Length: 4224

...But fear itself.

Many of you have witness the fall of King Sombra, how he was easily defeated by a baby dragon and was destroyed in front of thousands of crystal ponies. No one really knows if he survived, even if his horn able to dissemble and regenerate his entire body. What matters now, is that he is gone, and will never return.

Or, so we think.

Welcome, in this story, we will take a look at a certain pink pony, one who seems to smile at everything there is about the world, and can laugh in the face of danger, warming all of our hearts and filling us with happiness. For her, she seems like she has no worries in the world, and is an all around happy pony.

We will dig deeper into how she thinks, how she acts, what makes her tick, and most of all...

Her fear.

And who knows, maybe there will be more...

(one-shot, will continue if requested, a more darker look into how The King has these strong abilities that he can obviously be able to manipulate, fool, and strike fear into a ponies mind. Might deal with some psychological references. Enjoy.)

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Published 2013-04-23 09:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-04-23 09:20:01 UTC

The Laughter That Dies Inside.

The Laughter That Dies Inside.

Ah yes, the happy one herself, Pinkie Pie. To describe her briefly, she is always in a good mood, never letting the hardest things bring her down into a pit of sadness, always smiling and laughing, doing her best to get others to do the same thing. She is currently on of the six Elements of Harmony, possessing the Element of Laughter, which is quite obvious. A very friendly mare, one who would do her best to meet and create friends, always showing those purely whites when her lips would slowly curl into a smile, than a grin and then, she would begin to laugh if felt like. Her routine for the days in her hometown are the same, and she wouldn't want it to be changed any other way.

Just like any other day, Pinkie Pie wakes up to the smell of delicious, freshly baked treats from the shop she currently works and lives in, known as Sugar Cube Corner. Normally, she would start her day by getting up, saying hi to the Cake Twins, Mr. and Mrs. Cake, eat breakfast and help around the shop until her shift ends, which will then give her the opportunity to visit her friends. On the way to whoever she would visit, she would say "Hi!" and "Hello!" to everypony that she would trot by, giving them a friendly smile.

But unlike Pinkie Pie, she did not want to leave the bed today. After the events of what had happened to her in a "dream" of hers, she is afraid to go outside of her room, and think of all the horrible things ponies would say about her behind her back. This is is very much not like the Element of Laughter we know about, nor is this how we expect her to be behaving.

But to fully understand why she is too afraid to leave the comfortable and safe bed, we will have to journey into her memories and explore her thoughts and experience with...him.

She knew who he was, but she did not know what this evil madpony was capable until she witnessed it with her very own eyes. But why did he visit her? Was he not destroyed during his battle for the Crystal Heart in the Crystal Empire? Surely, he should not even be near Ponyville.

Pinkie is a nice pony, and though she is not comfortable with the thought of a ponies death, the situation she witness last night made her wonder...

What if he was never fully executed? Could it be that a sliver of him was able to escape his own death, allowing him to resurrect himself? No, that is not possible, that should not be possible.

Still, was all she witnessed a dream? A figment of her imagination? Was that really him, behind the closet door? He can't, he should not be here. He should cease to exist.

He should be dead.

But, enough of my Rambling. Let us enter the memories of this poor pink pony, and discover for ourselves if what we see with our eyes is fact, or fiction.

Let us witness her Fear.

"Okay, I locked up the shop, gave Gummy his bath, took mine, and I put the Cake Twins to sleep! It's time for me to hit the hay!"

After a long and tiresome day, Pinkie was ready to go to sleep, and be ready for the next day after she has gotten a full nights rest. Currently, she was downstairs in the kitchen, making sure everything was spic and span for the next day. She placed the cooking equipment back into their proper locations, making sure each and every object was correctly placed into it's order, as it was once before. After closing the drawers, cleaning the table and washing the dishes, she smiled at how quickly she finished her chores before her bed time, as she always does. Before turning off the lights, she trotted towards the locked doors and flipped the "OPEN" sign, making it say "CLOSED". She then returned to the kitchen, checked everything again for the third time, and then turned off the light, leaving the darkness of the kitchen behind her.

But she was not scared. She was never scared of the dark.

After trotting her way up the stairs, she quietly crept into the Cake Twins room, opening the doors slightly. She smiled at the little and peaceful faces of the foals, feeling very happy that they were not causing a ruckus in their room. Closing the door quietly, she trotted down the dark hallway, remembering exactly which door was hers.

She hops on the steps of the stairs, being carefully quiet to not waken her landlords, and their children. As soon as she entered her room, she quickly turned on her lights, looking around the room to make sure it was not a mess from the last party she had. To her relief, the only thing on the ground was gummy, who was sleeping on a rug in the middle of Pinkie's room. "Silly Gummy," Pinkie giggled to herself, lifting Gummy onto her back as she places him right next to her on the bed. "Sleep on my bed! It's way more comfy than the floor."

Gummy only responded in a yawn. This made Pinkie Pie smile, as she always does.

Slowly getting under the covers of her bed, she begins to think of how the day went at her job, and with her friends. She remembered how much fun she had helping out the Cakes, and seeing the satisfied looks on the customers who bought her hoof-made sweets. Even the mayor visited today, impressed when she took a bite out of a delicious piece of pie she bought from Pinkie Pie. This made her grin, as she, again, always does.

It seems that she is a mare who smiles when others smile as well.

She recalled when Rainbow Dash and her began some small time pranks yet again, such as the classical whoopee cushion, shock buttons and pie throwing. Yes, she is very grateful that she could have a loyal friend like the fastest flyer in Equestria herself.

Again, she smiles.

Slowly drifting to sleep, she turns off the lamp, getting wrapped up into the warm blanket she and Gummy are currently sharing. Closing her eyes, she sighs and begins to fall into her dreamland, awaiting for the next day to begin while she is in her mind-state

.A few hours had passed by, and Pinkie Pie was awoken by a quiet scraping in her room. Opening her eyes groggily, she sits up and yawns, rubbing her eyes with her hooves. As soon as her vision was clear, looked around her room, and discovered the source of the noise by the light of the night sky.

It was her closet door, and it made faint scratching noises as she continued to stare at it. Thinking it was her pet alligator Gummy, she rested her head back ontop of her pillow, letting her heavy eyelids cover her eyes. Except, she suddenly remembered the Gummy was sleeping right next to her, and if Gummy wanted to use the restroom, he could have just woken Pinkie Pie up. Slowly opening her eyes, she turned her head to the direction of the toothless alligator she assumed was right next to her, and, she was correct. Though it was dark in her room, she could tell that gummy was...scared?

“G...Gummy?” Pinkie said, tiredly worried for her little friend, “Is everything okay? You didn’t eat too much cake, did you?” Placing her hoof on Gummy, she could easily tell that Gummy was shaking. Worried that he might have had a bad dream, Pinkie got out of her bed and turned on the lamp, filling the room with dim brightness. She was sure she replaced the bulb only a week ago.

Trotting over to the side of the bed where Gummy was sleeping on, she picked him up, staring at him eye-to-eye. For once, Gummy’s eyes were focused, making Pinkie Pie curious to what he was focused on or about.

“Gummy? Do you need to go to the little gators room?” Pinkie said, placing him on her back. She began walking towards the steps that led to the second floor, but as soon as she reached it, Gummy let out a quiet whimper only Pinkie Pie could hear. When she turned around to look at him, Gummy leaped off of her back and scurried under her bed, increasing the worried feeling in Pinkie’s heart.

“Gummy, are you scared? There’s nothing to be scared of, it’s just the dark.” Pinkie said, trotting over to the bed. Gummy peaked hit head up, still shaking. “Come on Gummy, don’t worry, Pinkie’s here!”

Though, this did not satisfied Gummy, making Pinkie Pie a little sad. She asked him why he was shaking and was so afraid to go downstairs, but as soon as she said that, Gummy shook his head. He was not afraid of going downstairs, where there only the light of the moon to shine into the hallways.

But of what he pointed at with his tongue.

Curious to what Gummy was pointing at, she looked towards the direction of where he was pointing at, which was right at the closet door, the same door where Pinkie believed Gummy was scratching. Lifting Gummy out from under the bed, she placed him gently on the bed, where he was less than comfortable to be on. He backed away until he reached the pillows, where he hid himself behind them.

Pinkie giggled. “It’s okay Gummy, there’s nothing to worry about, trust me. Look, I’ll show you!” She trotted towards the moonlite area of her room, which was just a small portion that only shined upon the closet door. Each step the pink mare took, she felt uneasy, as if it would be a wiser decision to stay away from her closet door, and sleep someplace else.

But even if there was something behind the door, she’ll just remind herself to giggle at the ghosties...

Currently, her hoof is on the door knob, and she looks behind herself, giving her pet Gummy a reassuring smile. It did not seem to help, because Gummy began to deepen himself even more into the pile of pillows. Sighing, Pinkie Pie turned around, took a deep breath, and opened the door...

But all that was in there, was nothing. Taking a breathe of relief, she turned around, facing Gummy. “See? There’s nothing to be afraid of...”

Pinkie remained quiet. She could feel some strange tension coming from inside the closet, and she dared herself not to look at it. Unfortunately, her curiosity got the better of her, and she churned her neck towards the inside of the closet.

At first, all she saw was darkness, yet inside said darkness, she knew something was behind it, something was trying to reach out to her, ready to pull her in and take her away. Pinkie is not afraid of the dark, nor is it her fear. But...even her Pinkie Sense could not predict of what she saw next. Pinkie is not scared.

She is terrified.

Inside the darkness, all she could see were two, large floating eyes. The irises were a deep red, and the pupils were almost as red as fresh blood, but were in the shape as a normal reptiles pupil. It’s eyes were not normal, white colored as other ponies, but these were more of a lighter shade of dark green, glowing and staring coldly into Pinkie Pie’s eyes. Around these eyes, were some form of purple smoke leaking from it’s sides, and it sends chills down earth pony’s back, frightening her very much so.

She was not able to scream, only whimper these very familiar colored eyes as she has seen them once before. Already her mane turned into it’s flattened form, perfect straight lines and its clean-cut look.

“K-King...?”

As she tried to pronounce this name, the eyes grew wider and wider, and glared harder into Pinkie’s soul, making her regret ever opening her closet door. Suddenly, she felt dizzy, as if she was being introduced into a sleeping spell, but one much more evil. She fell to the ground with a thud, yet her eyes remained open.

The last thing she remembered before blacking out, was a voice speaking into her ear, followed by a sinister laughter.

“Witness your doubt and fears, Element of Laughter. Let me see you smile after I dig into the very core of your brain, and then, we’ll see who has the last laugh...”

“Sweet Dreams...”

Pinkie awakes immediately, looking around her room frantically for what she believed was King Sombra. She looked at the closet, and only found nothing. Trotting away from the closet, she began to wonder...was that only a dream? Did he really visit her...She does not know, nor would she want to.

Her thoughts were quickly washed away when she sniffed the air, nose filling with delicious scents, temporarily causing her to forget about that horrible dream she had. She quickly rushed into her bathroom, bathed herself and combed her mane, even though she knows that it will always revert to its natural curly ways.

“I guess it was all just a nightmare...a really, really bad nightmare.” Pinkie said, exiting the bathroom. She trotted down the stairs.

“Hmm....I hope Gummy’s okay, he was really scared. I’ll worry about it later, right now, it’s time for work!”

As she headed for the second floor of the building, she went to go check on the Cake Twins, as she usually does ever since they were sleeping in this house. When she entered the room, she was greeted with laughter, as Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake playing with little alphabet blocks, and gnawing on them. Luckily, they were too big to swallow, so Pinkie had no worries of them swallowing one of the blocks.

“Hi Pound Cake! Hi Pumpkin Cake! How are you two doing?” Pinkie said, in her happy, cheery voice. Both Pound and Pumpkin Cake stopped what they were doing, and just stared at Pinkie. Eventually, the stares turned into glares, and this made Pinkie very uneasy. While it's true the Cake twins can be rough at times, she was sure she made friends with them long ago. So why are they glaring at her?

“Awe come on, turn those frowns, upside down!” Pinkie said, hopping in place. The glares of the Cake twins deepened, making Pinkie cringe just a little. Eventually, she gave up and walked out of the room. “Jeez, those two need a diaper change...” She said. Realizing she sounded a bit cruel, she shook her head, scolding herself for sounding rude. “Well, I won’t let this bother me, I need to feed some ponies!”

She hopped down the steps, quickly entering the kitchen. But to her shock, the kitchen was a mess. Dough was on the walls, frosting covered the floor, the baking equipment were not washed properly, some not at all, and at the center of the room, was a very disappointed Mrs. Cake and a panicking Mr. Cake. She walked towards them, mouth agape.

“What, what happened?” Pinkie Pie said, looking around the kitchen. “I-I cleaned this place last night!”

“What happened?” Mrs. Cake said, with a hint of anger in her voice. “Mr. Cake and I would like to know the same thing, Pinkie. "Didn't you clean this place last night?”

“Of course I did Mrs. Cake! I even doubled, no, tripled checked this place, and it was as clean as whistle!”

“Pinkie,” Mr. Cake said, looking behind him. “There are a lot of hungry ponies out there, waiting to eat some freshly baked goods! We ran out of what we had in stock, and we can’t even cook in this condition.” Mr. Cake’s voice was shaking, as if he feared that this would happen one day. “Pinkie, what are we going to do!?”

“Don’t worry guys, I’ll clean this place up lickity split! Just tend to the customers-”

“No Pinkie.” Both the Cakes said, slightly raising their voices. Mrs. Cake spoke. “I am afraid that you’ll be taking today off, since you didn't clean the kitchen. I’m sorry Pinkie, but I’m afraid that you won’t get paid this time.”

Pinkie could not object, what’s done is done. and she could not change that. For a second, she could feel a little strand of her mane fall flat, seeing it across of one of her eyes. She ignored it for the time being.

“Okay,” She sighed, clearly defeated. “I’ll just go then...”

As if taking part in the little argument wasn’t enough, Pinkie Pie felt like she was hated by the whole town. She thought she would feel better if she said “hi!” to the ponies around town, but some of them gave her mean looks, ignored her, and one of them even stuck her tongue out. Even the wall-eyed mailmare didn’t wave hello, she just flew right past her.

By now, Pinkie’s mane felt less poofier than the norm, and she began to question if she was the most hated mare in town. She also noticed that this is very ‘out of character’ of her and these other ponies, as if they were not being themselves on purpose.

“Why is everpony mad at me?” Pinkie said to herself, looking down at the ground. “Did I do something wrong? Did I said a mean joke or something? I...I don’t understand.”

“Come one Fluttershy, we’re going to be late!”

Pinkie looked up into the sky, and noticed her friend, Rainbow Dash, was flying right next to her other friend, Fluttershy. Fluttershy was carrying a large red and white checkered blanket tucked into her forelegs.

“Oh, it’s my best friends!” Pinkie Pie said, feeling her spirits lift. “But, where are they going?” Pinkie then grinned, hiding behind a tree so none of the two would notice her. “Maybe they’re planning another surprise birthday party! Wait...My birthday already passed. So then, what are they doing?”

Pinkie decided to follow Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash to their destined location, making sure to hide behind every object she could fit behind.

Eventually, she caught up to them, and they were setting the blanket on top of a grassy plain. Not only were Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash there, but so were her other friends, like Rarity, Twilight, Applejack, and even Spike...and-

“Gummy? What’s he doing here, I don’t see the other pets!” Pinkie said, clearly upset. Twilight Sparkle teleported a picnic basket out of thin air, thanks to her magic. All of them took their seats, and Gummy sat right next to Fluttershy.

That was the final straw. First, the Cake twins were mean to her, then, she was yelled at for not cleaning the kitchen when she know she did, ponies were also mean to her, her friends didn’t invite her, or even let her know about a picnic, and now, Gummy is with her friend Fluttershy!

Her man did not go flat, it only grew smaller, but in a burst of anger, she trotted up to her ‘friends’.

“Hey! What’s the big idea!” Pinkie said, clearly angered. Her friends all looked at her. She was expecting an apology, but all she got were cold stares. Still, she remained her ground and glared right back. “You invited Gummy but not me?! What’s the deal with that! I throw all these parties for you guys and you all don’t even have the nerve to tell me I wasn’t invited!? You all just decided to just, get up and go! Why I never-”

“PINKIE! THAT’S ENOUGH!”

Pinkie was hushed, glaring at Twilight Sparkle. But as she looked into her eyes, all she could see was hatred. Something Pinkie Pie knows darn well that Twilight Sparkle would never have that kind of look in her eye. “We didn’t invite you because you’re so annoying!”

“Wha...what?” Her mane began to deflate at a quickening pace as she looked at her ‘friend’. “What do you mean that I’m annoying? I thought you liked my jokes Twilight...”

“Well we don’t, Pinkie!” Applejack said, raising her voice. Pinkie cringed, but still stood. “We ain’t never thought that ya’ll was funny. Ah personally think you’re annoying!” Pinkie looked deeply into Applejack’s eyes, and she gasped inwardly when she found no signs of a lie, and even if it was, it was a cruel one. “Ya ain’t even funny Pinks. Leave us alone!”

“A...Applejack...” Already, her voice began to tremble, and she took one step back. She could feel some dark tension, some dark presence behind her, but she didn't care. She couldn't even run away, nor did she wanted to. It was almost as if she wanted to hear her ‘friends’ lies...That is, even if they weren't telling the truth.

“Honestly Pinkie, your jokes always left a bad taste in my mouth, and you’re the Element of Laughter!” Rarity said, flipping her mane. “I prefer rocks that don’t even talk more than you.”

“Rarity.” Pinkie Pie could feel her mane straightening each second, and she could feel tears running down her cheeks. “Don’t joke about the rock farm! You know how that makes me feel!”

“I don’t care.”

The next to speak was Fluttershy, and though she was not glaring at her, she still stared at Pinkie. “I..don’t want to be friends anymore Pinkie...If, that’s fine with you...”

“Fluttershy...” Pinkie felt as if she was losing her voice, and her vision became blurrier and blurrier each time she blinked, due to the tears holding back. She looked down at Gummy, and he only responded by showing his teeth...even though he is not suppose to have any. She turned to Spike, and he only looked up into the air, with a “Hmf!”

Her last hope of a true friend was Rainbow Dash. She is the Element of Loyalty after all. But as soon as Pinkie looked at her, the rainbow-maned pony glared and spoke.

“JUST LEAVE US PINKS, WE DON’T LIKE YOU ANYMORE! I HOPE I NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN!”

That was it. Pinkie’s mane was now in it’s depressed form, and she lost all color in her coat and mane. Her heart crumbled as she began to cry, and she turned around to run away.

As she did, she could hear and see thousands of ponies glaring, shouting, even laughing at her, calling her disrespectful names. Little by little, these names began to circle around her brain, eventually getting under her skin. She didn’t care that she ran into the store with full force, nor did she cared when the Cakes and the Cake twins frowned at her when she barged in. She just ran upstairs into her room, ran to her bed and began to cry, cry her poor broken heart out.

“I’m not funny,” She repeatedly told herself, hiding under her blankets...

“I probably never was...”

Before she drifted off into sleep, she could hear a loud, evil laughter throughout the room, and black smoke covered her field of vision. She did not see a body, not even a head.

All she saw, where two, demonic, green colored eyes, glaring into her.

And then she slept away...

And now, here we are. The poor, pink mare is too afraid to leave her bed. I almost feel bad for doing this to her, entering the core of her brain, tampering with her emotions and watching her collapse right before me...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! It gives me such a laugh! Who would have thought that a mare so easy to please and make friends with, could be broken down with just a few simple insults.

She is too afraid to leave her bed, and so is her poor little alligator. I must remember to thank Pinkie Pie for giving me the opportunity to see if I still have the magic in me to do as I please.

But for now, I am still a weakling. But little by little, pony by pony, I will regain my power, and enslave this small town, creating an empire much larger than the Crystal Empire!

But, I suppose toying with their thoughts is much more fun than controlling them all one by one. That will have to come later...

I am far worse than Nightmare Moon, more twisted than the god of chaos himself, and more hungry than that overgrown insect. In time, they will all bow down to me, they will all worship their new king of Equestria. Even the princesses will cower in fear after they feel the wrath of my darkness.

Bow down to the king...

BOW DOWN TO YOUR KING SOMBRA!

Author's Note

This pretty damn dark, even for me. Reasons why the main six are OOC: Sombra want's to mess with Pinkie Pie's mind, and this includes messing with her feelings, fibbing, and all around fooling her into believing that nopony likes her, which would explain why everypony was mean to her.

One-shot, if requested frequently I will add more to this story, so as of now, it is complete. I hope you enjoyed this, now if you'll excuse me, I need to work on some other stories!

Comments and criticism is appreciated.