CYOA - Pinkie Pie

>you are Anon
>and you are tired
>so very tried
>exhausted
>your days have turned to hell
>all because of one single pony
>the pink menace
>Pinkie Pie
>she follows you all day every day
>stalking you
>nobody knows why
>at first you just ignored it
>but when you realised she was watching you through your window at home
>that's when it started getting to you
>everywhere you go, Pinkie is there
>it doesn't matter if you're at home, in the bathroom, nothing
>she is always there
>always watching
>she still hosts parties
>and you get a written invitation every time
>every time it's always the same
>"Hi, Anon! I'm hosting a party on [date] at [time and place]! I would looooove if you could come! Please RSVP ASAP! Love, Pinkie xxx"
>every time you just threw the paper in the bin
>you've grown afraid of her
>who knows what this mare is capable of?
>you've seen her physics-defying stuns
>that mare is absolutely insane and dangerous
>how she isn't locked up in some mental institute is beyond you
>as the sun rises, another day begins
>another day of hell
>you don't even look at the window as you get up and dressed
>she could be out there already
>you eat breakfast in silence
>only staring at your plate
>when you're done, you go to the door
>with a sigh, you open it
>there she is
>right at your door
>waiting for you
>"Hi Anon!"
>you sigh
>yes, another lovely day in Ponyville begins

>you've tried everything
>even straight up telling her to stop following you
>nothing ever works
>but you get an idea
>an idea so crazy it might just work
>after putting a bit of thought into it, you start your next sentence
>"Today you are how? Well quite slept actually I. Tonight for plans interesting any got?"
>she doesn't even bat an eye before answering
>"Good very I'm! Well slept you glad I'm! Invited are you and, Anon, tonight party amazing most biggest the hosting I'm!"
>you give up
>there's nothing you can do to even faze her
>you walk around her and continue towards Ponyville
>your house was just slightly outside it
>it was the only one available when you got here
>but it only took you like a minute to get to town anyway
>a minute now, however, seemed like eternal torture
>now you had to listen to this pink fucker speak backwards all the damn way
>it's not like you understood any of it anyway
>to you it was just random words in a sequence
>you've only been up for twenty minutes and you're already boiling over

>a stroke of genius hits you from the heavens
>why didn't you think of this before
>fight fire with fire!
>you turn your head towards her and begin speaking
"So, Pinkie! I had the weirdest dream tonight! I was a giant dinosaur and I was destroying all of Ponyville! I was all 'Rarr! Wroosh! Roar!' and it was super cool and amazing! You should have seen your face when I grabbed Sugarcube Corner and ate it!"
>for just a moment, Pinkie looks surprised
>dear God, please let it work
>"Oh my gosh! That really IS amazing! Maybe we could play dinosaurs together! We could even build a miniature Ponyville and smash it! And then -"
>there was nothing to do
>she never fucking quit
>you're shaking with anger as you enter the town
>your fists are clenched, ready to punch
>you've been close to beating her multiple times
>but you never do
>spending years in jail doesn't sound too fun to you
>as you enter town, Pinkie finally says "Bye!"
>but you know that's not true
>she's watching you from behind boxes
>inside bushes
>anywhere she can hide
>you sigh and think
>you can barely remember why you even came here

>Pinkie has an amazing ability to drive your mind blank
>and even though it probably won't help at all, you feel the need to shout
"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW ANNOYING YOU ARE, YOU CUNT?!"
>ponies on the street stop and stare at you
>you don't care any more
>they can stare all they want
>you huff and puff, trying to calm down
>all you want to do right now is push her shit in
>"Anon?"
>you turn at the sound behind you, ready to strike
>luckily you stop yourself as you see not Pinkie, but Twilight
>she looks concerned
>you calm down just a little
"What do you want?"
>you didn't mean to sneer at her, but you can't help it
>it doesn't seem to affect her
>"I want to talk to you. In my library."
>her voice and eyes speak of her concern for you
>she didn't even ask
>she just ordered you there

>you're fucked
>when Twilight is worried, this kind of worried, something's up
"All right."
>you walk next to Twilight
>slowly walking to the library
>you keep your eyes plastered to the ground
>but the one time you look up, you spot Pinkie
>she's lying on a roof, watching the two of you
>you immediately feel the anger rising within you
>your fists clench as you watch her
>she just gives you that cheeky smile
>the same one as always
>before doing anything drastic, you turn your eyes to the ground again
>you curse internally and keep going
>after a few minutes of walking, you get to the library
>Twilight opens the door and you go inside
>what you see isn't quite what you expected
>Dash, Rarity, Applejack and Fluttershy are all there
>they're sitting around the table
>their conversation stops the moment you enter
>all eyes are on you
>except for Rarity's
>she's looking into the table
>Dash looks angry
>Fluttershy scared
>Applejack disappointed
>what the fuck is all this?
>you look back to Twilight who simply nods at one of the empty chairs

"'This about the drug smuggling?"
>Twilight looks at you in surprise
>"No, what? Please, just sit down."
>you reluctantly go to the chair and sit down
>Fluttershy scoots away as you sit
>"Hmpf!"
>Rarity doesn't sound too pleased
>you look to Rainbow Dash
>she's glaring daggers at you
>her chest is rising and falling abnormally fast
>Applejack just has her hooves on the table, staring
>she reminds you of your father
>that same, disappointed stare
>it sickens you
>Twilight sits down next to you
>there is total silence in the room for minutes
>your eyes go from pony to pony
>you're not sure what to make of all this
>not sure if you should say something
>you're not even sure why you came to Ponyville today
>all the while Pinkie is probably watching you through the window
>that cheeky cunt can't respect any kind of privacy
>you feel the anger rising within you
>what the fuck are these ponies' problem anyway?

>you're not sure what's going on here
>none of them have said anything anyway
>you can't remember the last time all of you were together
>this is a good chance to tell them about Pinkie
"Guys, I think there's something wrong with Pinkie. She's -"
>"No SHIT, there's something wrong with Pinkie!"
>Dash sounds absolutely furious
>Applejack puts a hoof on her shoulder to calm her down
>"What the fuck did you do to her!?"
>what the hell is she on about?
>"And don't you give me that crap! Like you care! You're a heartless bastard!"
>you look around at all the ponies
>you have no clue as to what is going on
>"Pinkie doesn't even leave her room any more! And it's all thanks to YOU!"
>wait what?
>you know for a fact that Pinkie was outside today
>you saw her!
>maybe this is some kind of terrible joke
>maybe they've all gone crazy
>this is all so very strange

"But that's not true! I saw her just fifteen minutes ago! I spoke to her!"
>"Oh, so now you're a liar too?"
>Rarity sounds almost more furious than Dash did
"She was outside of my door! She's been stalking me for weeks!"
>all of the ponies just stare at you
>the only one who doesn't seem angry is Twilight
>she looks at you with immense sadness in her eyes
>"Pinkie hasn't left her room in weeks! You're a lying bastard!"
>Dash is screaming at you
>it's taking Applejack all of her strength to keep the pegasus in check
>you stare at Dash in disbelief
"Are you all crazy? What the hell is wrong with you?!"
>you have no idea what these ponies are pulling
>but it is getting you madder with every second
>you have to prove it to them somehow
>you look around for a window
>there is one behind Twilight
>and just as you thought, Pinkie is staring right at the whole thing
"Look! She's RIGHT THERE!"
>you point at the window
>all of the ponies' heads turns towards it
>they all look at it for a while
>you're pointing right at Pinkie
>she's just smiling at you
>"Anon, please."
>Twilight sounds so very worried
"What?!"
>"Anon, there's no one there."

>you don't give yourself time to process what Twilight just said
>you get up immediately and open the door
>with your brain going at full speed, you run towards Sugarcube Corner
>ponies on the way barely have time to get out of the way
>all the while you see Pinkie following you
>but you can't focus on that right now
>all that's on your mind is getting to Sugarcube Corner
>you get there in less than two minutes
>your legs are burning
>as you open the door you hear Mr. Cake's voice
>it sounds displeased, but you hear not his words
>you just rush up the stairs
>up to Pinkie's room
>you knock on the door
"Pinkie! It's me, Anon!"
>from inside you hear a frightened shriek followed by sobbing
>you knock again
>"Pinkie! Open the door!"
>she's saying something
>you put your ear to the door
>"G-giggle at t-t-the ghost-sties."
>"Hey!"
>you turn to face the stairs
>Mr. Cake is standing there, glaring
>"You're not welcome here! Get out!"

>you're not ready for more of this shit
"What the hell did I do?"
>Mr. Cake snorts
>"You verbally attack poor Pinkie like you did, and now you just pretend not to know? You're a real A grade jerk, you know that?"
>verbally attack Pinkie?
>you did lose your shit with her one day
>screamed and shouted at her in the street
>but she was acting like a complete cunt
>pretending not to know about her following you
"But Pinkie's been following me around all day for weeks! She's never fucking stops! She's ALWAYS there!"
>Mr. Cake just shakes his head
>"You're a real nutcase, you know that? She's been locked up tight in there the past three weeks because of you! She's afraid of going outside! Afraid YOU are there!"
>in that moment the bell over the door rings
>you see Twilight and the gang entering the store
>"Mr. Cake, we'll take it from here."
>he just snorts and goes back downstairs
>Twilight is the only one to walk up the stairs to you
>she's still looking at you like a concerned mother
>"Anon, please. You have to come with me. You need help."

>you exhale slowly
>you can't handle anything right now
"Yeah... yeah, okay."
>Twilight puts a hoof on your chest
>she gives you a weak smile
>in silence the two of you walk downstairs
>from inside the room, you hear Pinkie speaking
>"P-Pinkie, you g-gotta s-stand up t-t-tall... learn t-to fa-face your f-fears."
>it brings a tear to your eye
>nobody says anything as you exit the shop with Twilight
>the rest of the ponies stay behind as per Twilight's request
>once you're outside, you start the journey back towards the library
>you see Pinkie on another roof, watching you
"But she's right there."
>you just mumble to yourself
>but Twilight looks, too
>and she sighs
>the rest of the trip is walked in silence
>inside the library you slump into the chair again
>Twilight, once more, sits down next to you
>she puts her hoof on your hand
>"Anon, when did you start seeing Pinkie like this?"
"Four weeks ago."
>you're answering automatically
>you don't even think about it any more
>"And she's always there?"
"Always."
>silence falls upon you
>Twilight breaks it with a quiet sigh
>"Anon, I don't know what's wrong with you, to be honest."
>you slump further into the chair
>"But Pinkie had her heart broken from what you did."
>here comes the guilt
>"Anon, Pinkie loved you like none other. What you did broke her. She isn't the same any more."
>and here comes the tears
>streaming down your face
>"There may be something wrong with you, but Pinkie needs help more. She needs you."

"But Twilight, she's afraid of me. She won't speak to me. What can I do?"
>Twilight no longer looks concerned
>her face is all anger now
>just like the rest of them
>"I don't know, Anon, and frankly, I don't care. YOU made this mess, and you're going to clean it up. One of my best friends has been in her room for three weeks, and it's YOUR fault."
>the tears never stop
>they keep coming as Twilight scolds you
>"I swear to Celestia, Anon, you better get our Pinkie back."
>you look to her with pleading eyes
>hell's fury stares back
>"Get out."
>she points her hoof at the door
"Please, can't you help me?"
>"We've tried for three weeks, Anon. I only brought you here to help you with your mind. I suspected something was wrong with you. An enchantment or the likes. But this is simply your own mind playing tricks on you. I can't help you. Now, go."
>with all of your might you get up
>slowly you walk towards the door
>you take one last look back at Twilight
>she doesn't even look at you
>with tears still creeping down your cheek, you exit the library

>with no idea how to get to Pinkie, you start walking out of Ponyville
>Mr. Cake would never let you in
>Pinkie is afraid of you
>how would you ever talk to her?
>there's no chance for you
>as soon as you leave town, happy Pinkie is back
>"Hi, Anon! Where are you going?"
>you don't care to look at her
"Somewhere."
>"Oh, that sounds cool! Can I come?"
>you sigh
"You're going to no matter what, aren't you?"
>"Yup!"
>as you walk through the fields around Ponyville, Pinkie keeps talking
>about everything she can think of, it seems
>you block it out for the time being
>as you slowly walk towards the hill outside town
>all the way Pinkie keeps talking
>but for the first time ever, you're able to ignore it completely
>you know it's not Pinkie
>she's in her room
>scared and alone
>because of you
>you're not exactly sure why you're going out here
>but you need time to think
>granted, it's difficult with happy Pinkie around
>but it will have to do
>the trek up the hill was tough, but you managed
>as you stand on top of it, you can see all of Ponyville
>you can even see the Everfree Forest from here
>you sit down and look at it all
>just take it all in
>there is no sound except for the wind
>no sound
>Pinkie isn't talking
>you turn to face her
>she's sitting there, next to you
>looking out at everything with you
>for a moment you just sit
>in complete silence
>"Anon?"
>you turn to face Pinkie
>her eyes are wet
>"Why do you hate me?"

"I don't."
>she doesn't change her expression one bit
>after taking one last look at Ponyville, you get up
>you continue walking over the hill
>Pinkie follows you in silence
>as you descent from the hill, she kicks a few rocks around
>but she never utters a word
>once you're down, you continue walking
>Pinkie starts humming
>you don't know the song
>it's a happy tune
>although you aren't very happy yourself, it's better than listening to her rambling all the time
>you continue like this for half an hour
>walking alongside a humming Pinkie
>as you get past a small patch of trees, you see the ocean
>it is so vast and so very blue
>all the mysteries it must hold
>you continue down to the beach
>nobody's around
>you move right down to the edge of the water
>and there you sit
>you look out at the water
>in the horizon you see land
>you wonder if that is the kingdom of gryphons
>you wonder if Celestia truly rules all of Equestria
>you wonder why you came here to begin with
>you take a deep breath
>the salty air is refreshing
>Pinkie is drawing something in the sand
>you can't quite tell what it's supposed to be
>but at least she's quiet during this moment
>not for long, however
>"Anon?"
>you look at her again
>her eyes are dry, this time
>but her face tells of her concern
>"If you don't hate me, does that mean you love me?"

"Shouldn't you know the answer is yes? You're a product of my mind."
>this time, Pinkie smiles at you
>"I love you too."
>she returns to her drawing in the sand
>the smile still plastered on her face
>you feel just a slight beam of happiness inside you
>with a sigh you once again turn your eyes to the ocean
>you sit here for hours
>Pinkie has kept drawing the entire time
>erasing her old ones with new, fresh sand
>you never understood any of the drawings
>but it kept her occupied
>the sun is going lower
>getting close to the horizon
>the sky has turned red and golden
>it's quite a beautiful sight
>inspiring, even
>once the sun hits the every edge of the horizon, Pinkie looks up
>she smiles at the sunset
>and then she looks to you
>for a moment she just looks
>she doesn't speak
>she smiles at you as you watch the sun dip below the water
>you feel something wet on your cheek
>you look to see Pinkie lower her head back down
>with two fingers you touch your cheek
>it is most definitely wet
>"I love you, Anon. And I'm not fake. You felt that kiss, right?"

"What is real? If you're talking about what you can touch, what you can taste or see, then real is just electrical signls interpreted by your brain."
>Pinkie giggles at that
>you don't really know why , though
>she sits back down to finish her drawing
>now that the sun has set, darkness slowly claims the sky
>it seems Luna's time to reign is here
>yet you sit here, at the beach
>not moving an inch
>staring at the dark, calm waters
>wondering what could be down there
>maybe Atlantis is here in Equestria
>as the stars come out, you shift your eye to them
>they are so very beautiful
>and there are so many of them
>so many stars in the sky
>twinkling and lighting up the night
>you try to count them all
>although you probably counted many of them twice, you continue
>it is relaxing, sitting here
>counting the stars
>simply watching the world live and grow
>"Anon?"
>once more, you turn your head to Pinkie
>this time, she's smiling
>but she doesn't ask you any question
>instead she moves closer
>smiling at you with her eyes
>you don't stop her
>after all, she isn't real
>and because of that, you let her kiss you
>she plants her lips right on yours
>and she kisses you with such passion
>such happiness that you may never know
>you even close your eyes and kiss back ever so slightly
>when she breaks it, you almost feel empty
>like there's something missing
>"I love you, Anon. And I would do anything for you."
>"So tell me, was that just an electrical signal, Anon?"

>you feel it starting to come back
>the anger and fury
>the helplesness
"Yes it was, because I'm fucking going insane!"
>you're practically screaming in her face
>yet she just sits there, a smile upon her lips
>as you're huffing and puffing, she smiles
>as you scream in frustration, she smiles
>as you punch the sand beneath you, she smiles
>you wish yourself dead
>free from this pain
>nothing you do seems to affect her at all
>when you finally slump onto your knees in the sand, she speaks
>"Oh, Anon..."
>her voice is sweet
>gentle
>motherly love covering every word
>she puts a hoof to your cheek
>you hold it with your hand
>it all feels so very real
>here she is, right in front of you
>but she couldn't be
>you KNOW she's in her room back in Ponyville
>a tear creeps down your cheek as you look at her
>still smiling, she speaks to you
>"Anon, I'm real. Can't you see it. I'm right here. And I love you. Won't you love me back, Anon? Please?"

"Prove it. Lets go back to Twilight. She needs to know you're OK."
>Pinkie sighs, but she does get up
>as do you
>"Let's go then."
>you don't reply
>you simply start walking
>it'd be a long trip back to Ponyville
>but you would have to return there somewhere
>you don't know how ponies anywhere else would react to someone like you
>Pinkie and you walk in silence
>she isn't even humming at this point
>she simply walks next to you through the grass
>up the hill and down again
>more and more land disappears behind you
>until finally you see Ponyville in the distance
>calmly and silently you enter the town
>there's not a single pony around
>they must have all gone to sleep
>but you don't care
>you've got a mission
>this is the last time you'll see this Pinkie
>you'll finally be able to focus on the real one
>as you reach the library you sigh in relief
>you knock loudly on the door
>a few minutes pass
>the door finally opens
>"Uhh... Anon? What are you doing here? It's night."
>Twilight looks groggy
"I just need you to listen to Pinkie, here."
>you point towards Pinkie behind you
>"Hi, Twilight. I just wanted you to know I'm okay."
>Twilight just blinks once
>"Is that it, Anon? You brought Pinkie here to tell me she's okay? Of course she's okay. Goodnight."

>Twilight is about to close the door
>but you slam your hand into it to keep it open
"Hold on! What the fuck are you on about?! A couple of hours ago you said Pinkie was in her room and had been for 3 weeks! You couldn't see this one when I pointed right at her!"
>Twilight simply stares at you like you're retarded
>"Anon, what are you talking about? You haven't been here all day."
>you feel dizzy
"B-but, I was here, and -"
>"Anon, I think you need rest."
>Twilight sounds concerned now
>but she hated you earlier this very same day
>you don't understand
>"I'll take care of him, Twilight, don't worry."
>Pinkie Pie reassures Twilight of your safety and the door closes
>you need to sit down
>and the closest place to do so is the ground
>with a 'thump' your ass hits the dirt
>your head is spinning and your stomach is churning
"H-how?"
>Pinkie Pie pats your head and caresses your cheek
>"Shh, it'll all be okay, Anon. You must have had a bad day. Maybe it's stress."
>she sounds so comforting
>so peaceful and motherly
>your head still spins as she keeps patting you on the head
>"Anon, are you going to be okay?"

>you hide your face in your hands
>all you want is for the world to stop spinning and your stomach to settle
>"Anon? Are you all right?"
>you ignore Pinkie for the time being
>you just focus on the blackness before your eyes
>slowly it starts helping
>sweat is dripping off of you like a waterfall
>your heart is pounding so very hard in your chest
>you're not sure if there's time travel or alternate worlds
>honestly, you don't trust anything any more
>anything could happen at this point, it seems
>you feel the need to go to a certain place
"We need to go to Sugarcube Corner. Right now."
>Pinkie looks confused at that
>"Why?"
>you get up and look at her
"We just need to. Something's wrong here. Your room is the answer. I know it."
>you don't wait for her resposne
>she follows you as you walk
>"What's so special about my room?"
>you don't look at her as you reply
"Because that's where... where..."
>you don't remember why, exactly
>but you knew SOMETHING was there
>you just knew it
>"We just have to."
>the rest of the journey is completed in silence
>Pinkie opens the locked front door and you rush up the stairs
>you stare at the door to her room
>this is it
>you gulp
>you're sweating like a pig on a summer day
>you gently push the door open
>the room is dark
>with a careful step, you enter
>you look around
>this is Pinkie's room all right
>but there's nothing here
>just her furniture
>"Anon, why did we come here? What's so important about my room?"

"I... I don't know. I just..."
>Pinkie puts a hoof on your arm
>she smiles gently at you
"I just... it felt like we needed to be here."
>"It's okay, Anon. You're probably just tired."
>she was probably right
>you did feel pretty tried, actually
>a yawn escapes your throat
"Yeah, I'm just gonna wait here and keep you company. I need a place to stay after all."
>Pinkie's smile widens at that
>"You really want to stay here? With me?"
>you nod at her
>her eyes stare right at yours
>happiness spreading from her to you
>you would kiss her in this very moment
>if it wasn't for the fact that she just leaned in and did it for you
>you go down to your knees to ease the access
>Pinkie's lips taste amazing
>like all the most amazing pastries
>but most of all, she tastes like Pinkie
>the kiss is long and so very passionate
>neither of you open your mouths
>there is no need for tongues
>for you have love to replace them
>yes, you love Pinkie
>love her so very dearly
>there is nothing bad about her
>she truly is the perfect mare
>the greatest mare in all of Equestria
>the two of you break the kiss
>as you do, you already long for more
>you want this pony all to yourself
>just you and her forever
>Pinkie smiles at you and giggles
>"I love you, Anon. You're fantastic."

"Fuck you, Pinkie."
>you blurt it out before thinking
>Pinkie, however, doesn't look surprised
>she just looks concerned
>before you can apologise, you feel nausea coming back
>and the world starts spinning again
>"Anon, are you all right?"
>Pinkie's voice seems so distant
>yet so very close
>like it's coming from your own head
>you put your hands on the floor to support yourself
>all you want to do is puke, but none ever comes
>everything is so blurry
>you're having trouble focusing
>it's like someone is inside your head
>moving bits and pieces around inside you
>you grunt in pain
>all you want is for it to stop
>and all of a sudden, it does
>you take a deep breath
>you pant as you look at the floor
>Pinkie's hoof is on your shoulder
>your head is still throbbing
>you try to remember what just happened
>but no matter how hard you think, nothing seems to come you
"W-what happened?"
>Pinkie rubs your shoulder gently
>"You just said love me, don't you remember? It just happened."
>oh, yeah, you did
>you calm down after that
>you did love Pinkie so very much
>your perfect mare

>your head is still hurting, though
>you still remember... something
>yes, something happened
>something different
>you said something different to Pinkie
>but you don't remember what
>but it's there!
>it's right there!
>you said something and your head started hurting
>if only you could remember!
>in that instant, you do remember
>not what you said, but a story Twilight told you
>a story of the wedding between her brother and his wife
>there were something called changelings
>they could look like anyone
>and apparently the queen could mind control ponies
>your alarm bells are going off
>as you look to Pinkie, you see it
>ponies remember different things
>your head starts to hurt and you change
>it all fits!
>maybe, just maybe she's a changeling
>but how would you know?
>if a changeling looks and acts like the pony, how would you be able to tell?
>'Pinkie' is just smiling at you
>she's probably plotting your demise
>you've gotta think of something quick
>something to figure out if it's her or not

>Twilight never told you how to spot a changeling
>but maybe they need to focus their magic to keep up the disguise
>maybe, just maybe, if you hurt her, she will lose focus and you'll see if you're right
>and if she isn't, well, then you have a whole lot of apologising to do
>you get up and smile at her
>she just smiles back at you
>before wasting your chance, you jump up into the air
>you put your feet together in the air and get ready to kick her
>in that instant, you hear something far off
>it sounds like... Twilight
>she's yelling something
>you can't make out what it is
>but it seems Pinkie can
>she looks up and away
>and while she does so, you stop
>right then and there
>in mid-air, ready to kick Pinkie
>you stop
>you try to move, but you can't
>you try to speak, but you can't
>"Okay, coming!"
>Pinkie yells, seemingly at no one
>she looks to you with sad eyes
>"Sorry, Anon, I have to go for now. But I'll be back later. Then we can have fun together."
>she gives you a saddened smile and a peck on the cheek
>she goes towards the door and opens it
>all the while your brain is trying to process what is going on
>she looks back to you one last time
>with a tear in her eye
>she smiles
>"See ya."
>as she exits the room and closes the door, the world disappears

>Pinkie is walking down the hallway in the castle
>Canterlot Castle had always impressed her
>ever since her first time here, at the Grand Galopping Gala
>yes, the home of the princesses was quite amazing
>but now, looking at it, it brought sadness to her heart
>for this was where he lived
>the man she could never have
>forever this place would remind her of it
>she sighed a heavy sigh before opening the door to the hospital ward
>she put on her best smile and enters
>inside are all of the gang
>Celestia is there as well
>they are all crowded around a bed
>in the bed sits Luna, goddess of the night
>and next to her is he
>Anon
>the most amazing man in the world
>in his arms lies a little being
>a satyr, they called it
>half human, half pony
>his and Luna's child
>she smiles and congratulate him
>his happiness undeniable
>as she looks at the child, she feels the sadness
>that should have been hers
>she should have been holding it
>this isn't fair
>it should have been Pinkie
>she should have been the mother
>the tears well up in her eyes
>Anon simply gives her a "daww"
>Pinkie excuses herself and leaves
>in the hallway she breaks down
>crying profoundly
>caring not who hears it
>cursing everything around her as the tears fall
>feeling the strength leave her body
>and in her room, in the grand castle
>in that room lies two little dolls
>one of a pink, happy pony
>and one of a man
>her man
>the only man she could ever have
>Anon
>the greatest man in Equestria

End.