Pink Pone and the Minor Irritant Part 1

>Pinkie Pie hops around Pony Ville, heading toward her best friend Twilights tree house library thing. >Earlier that day Anonymous had sent her a letter telling her to meet him there for fun and adventure and she was determined not to miss out.
>Pinkie smiles gleefully to herself as Twilights home comes into view.
>Inside the Tree house Spike and Twilight busy themselves organising the new books just delivered that morning.
>Twilight checks her list. ”Ok spike that looks like all of these ones are labelled and categorised, open up the last box and lets see what else we’ve gotten today.”
>Sighing to himself Spike walks over to the last box and slices the packing tape with his nimble little claws. >Before he can open it the box flaps explodes outwards revealing a book covered Pinkie Pie.
>Shouting in surprise Spike falls backwards.
>Pinkie hops out of the box and shakes the books off.  “Hey ya Spike! Hey ya Twilight! What ya up to?”
>Spike stands back up and fights for his composure. “Jeese Pinkie don’t do that!”
>Pinkie Pie grabs Spike in a big hug. “Sorry Spiky Wikey I didn’t mean to scare ya.”
>Spike narrows his eyes and looks to the floor. “I wasn’t scared….”
>Pinkie throws spike up into the air and catches him on her back. “Of course you weren’t! Dragons are the bravest things ever….scaring you is the most impossible thing ever with you being all brave and all!”
>Spikes face lights up with a toothy smile, he holds on tight as Pinkie hops around the library. “That’s right!”
>Twilight stifles a giggle and calls out to Pinkie. “Good to see you Pinkie. Did you get the day off?”
>Pinkie starts spinning around and around while hopping making spike hold on for dear life. “Yep yep yep! The cakes let me take the day off so I thought I would hang out with some of my bestest bestest friends!”
>Pinkie dislodges Spike and bounces him off her back and onto Twilights. He braces himself on Twilights back and tries to keep his head from spinning.
>Twilight scratches Spikes head affectionately. “Well all we’re doing today is organising the new books. Labelling them and noting them in our log and then putting them in order and…..”
>Twilight stops talking as she notices Pinkie jumping around the room looking behind book shelves, under rugs, on the ceiling and pretty much under every nook and cranny in the room. “Pinkie? What are you doing?”
>Pinkie Pie sits back and bounces on her tail. “Looking for Nony.”
>Twilight cocks her head. “Anon? I haven’t seen him since this morning when he dropped off a book he had borrowed.”
>Pinkie continues to scrutinise the room. “He’s not here? But he told me to come here for fun and adventure…”
>Spike hops off of Twilights back. “Fun and adventure? Wasn’t that the name of the book he dropped off?”
>Twilights face lights up. “Fun and Adventure a reference guide by Bob Mane and Bill Hoof.”
>Spike jumps onto a pile of books to gain enough height to grab the book off the shelf.
>Twilight without even looking grabs the book with magic and pulls it over to her, flinging Spike across the room and into a pile of books.
>Pinkie groans dejectedly and flops onto the ground before Twilight. “A book?! Nony told me to come all the way here for a boring old book?”
>Twilight cracks the book open. “Its not that old….and books aren’t boring. See? Its index is filled with fun. Playing with friends. Building your own fort out of pillows….” before twilight can finish rambling off the chapter titles a small folded note falls out from between the pages and lands on Pinkies snout.
>Pinkie sneezes, sending the note flying.
>Before it can get too far Twilight seizes it with magic. “What’s this?” she wonders out loud.
>Pinkie rocking in place looks up at Twilight as she unfolds the note. “What is it? What is it? What is it?!”
>Twilight clears her throat before reading out loud. “To the Pink Pone. I have kidnapped one of Twilights new books. The book is new and undocumented in her log so for now she should be completely unaware of its loss.” Twilight looks to Spike who’s already searching through the book order.
>Pinkie jumps up off the floor. “Book napped!? This is serious!”
>Turning back to the note Twilight continues reading. “You may wonder why I have taken this book. Clear your minds of all the horrible things I could be doing to the book. Its safe…for now. Riddle me this Pink Pone. What’s a penguins favourite salad? Signed…..the Minor Irritant?”
>Pinkie gasps and leaps back into the box of books from whence she came.
>Twilight and Spike watch in silence  as the box bounces around, books flying left and right as it flips itself about the room before coming to a stop directly in font of them.
>Suddenly Pinkie wearing a bright neon pink costume with a matching mask and cape leaps out of a pile of books from behind them causing Twilight to jump up in shock.
>Pinkie strikes a pose and in an alarmingly low almost guttural voice says. “Don’t worry about your book citizen. I The Pink Pony will find this meany bo beany and bring him to justice!”
>Spike just shrugs his shoulders. “So what’s a penguins favourite salad?”
>Twilight runs a hoof through her mane as nonchalantly as possible. “That’s easy, it’s a little fillies riddle. The answer is iceberg lettuce.”
>Spike groans. “That’s awful.”
>Pinkie rubs her chin and muses. “Yes…. iceberg lettuce….genius!”
>Twilight looks dumbfounded. “How is that genius and how does this get me my book back?”
>Pinkie nods. “Easy fair librarian…..iceberg lettuce…and where can you get that kind of salad at this time of day?”
>Twilight narrows her eyes. “At lunch time?”
>Spike jumps up waving his little arms in the air. “At the diner!”
>Pinkie nods again. “Exactly! Now …..I’m off!” She grabs a party bomb from her utility saddle bag and throws it into the air.
>Twilight brings her hooves up as if to stop Pinkie. “Wait!” before she can finish her sentence the party bomb goes off in a blinding flash of party ribbons and confetti When it clears Pinkie is nowhere in sight.
>In a sad almost inaudible voice Twilight finishes. “I could have gone too….”
>Grumbling under his breath Spike rolls his eyes and starts cleaning up the confetti. “Ya I wonder how that feels…..”
>Outside Pinkie Pie rushes her way to the dinner, narrating her thoughts the entire way. “Gotta stop the Minor Irritant! His evil must not taint this fair city. I the amazingly fun and all around party mare Pink Pone shall put a stop to him!”
>Seeing the dinner Pinkie gallops at full speed before coming to an abrupt stop with a cartwheel right in front of the outdoor waiter. “The Pink Pone must take in her surroundings but also remain concealed from the public eye so as to not upset the innocent citizens.”
>The waiter gives her a strange look. “Ah miss Pie is it? Good we have your table right over here.”
>Pinkie does a double take. “A table? For me? Is it a trap? Better not look suspicious. Blend in at all costs.”
>Trying his best to ignore Pinkie the waiter waves her over to a table. “Yes your reservation is for table three.”
>Eyes quickly shifting from right to left Pinkie takes a seat at her table.
>The waiter passes her a menu. “Anything I can get for you to drink?”
>Pinkie without missing a beat answers. “Justice.”
>Rolling his eyes the waiter mumbles as he walks away to look after another costumer.
>Pinkie searches the table. “Without that nosy waiter to trip her up, the Pink Pone searches high and low for clues! Nothing under the table….nothing in the napkins…Woo a sugar cup!”
>Pulling the topper off the sugar Pinkie notices a note stuck inside. “Ah ha!” Grabbing the note Pinkie unfurls it and begins to read. “Riddle me this Pink Phoney You eat something you neither plant nor plough. It is the son of water but if water touches it, it dies. Don’t take too long, the double girl pone might not have much time.”
>Pinkie Pie stares at the note for a few minutes. “Double girl pony? A mare? A double mare? Who’s that? Me? Every other mare?!” Looking defeated Pinkie slumps her head on the table. “I don’t get it.”
>Pinkie slams her hooves on the table startling several other ponies seated around her. “I need a pick me up. Maybe some sugary sweetness will help with this awful tasting riddle.”
>Grabbing a spoon Pinkie digs into the sugar cup and licks the spoon clean.
>The waiter comes by and places a glass of water on the table. “Have you decided what you would like yet ma’am?”
>Pinkie violently spits. “BLEH!”
>The waiter wipes the spittle off his face with a handkerchief. “I’ll give you a few more minutes then.”
>Grabbing the sugar cup Pinkie scrutinises its contents. “Salt! I knew it! The Minor Irritant must have changed all the sugar cups to have salt in them! That devious monster!”
>A pony from another table looks over. “Nope I have sugar over here.”
>Another pony behind her speaks up. “Me too.”
>Pinkie scratches her chin and furrows her brow. “Well then….he did mine….was I the double girl pone? Cause if so he got me….”
>So focussed on her conundrum she almost misses the waiter seating another pony in. “Of course Mayor Mare we’re always happy to have you. Table five as usual. Anything I can get you to start off?”
>Mayor Mare takes a seat before responding. “Coffee please.”
>The waiter nods and heads into the dinner proper.
>Everything comes crashing together for Pinkie. “Mayor Mare! Salt! Coffee! I have to save her no matter what! The Pink Pony never fails! I just need to get her sugar cup….dispose of the horrible poisonous salt and replace it with sweet sugary goodness….and while not being spotted. I can’t afford to panic the good citizens of Pony City.”
>Somersaulting over the table and rolling under another Pinkie flings herself up and over an empty table grabbing its unused sugar cup before back flipping, landing on the mayors table with a crash.
>The mayors eyes shoot wide in shock. “Pinkie! What…..what are you doing?”
>Ignoring her Pinkie switches the Mayors probably tainted sugar cup with the hopefully sugar filled one. “Fear not Mayor Mare! Evil will not flourish while I’m on the watch!” Throwing a party bomb, Pinkie makes her escape with the insidious sugar/salt cups.
>The mayor just sits there open mouthed and covered in confetti as she desperately tries to rationalise Pinkies actions. “I really need that coffee…..”
Watching Pinkie run off Anon sets down his newspaper with two holes cut into it for spying. “That’s right Puppet Pony. Run on your little hamster wheel. You’ll be far too busy playing around to stop my true plans.”
>Anon stands up on his table and strikes a pose showing off his green costume covered in question marks. He starts laughing maniacally as all the other patrons stare at him nervously.
>Jumping off the table Anon struts toward his first stop of the day. Sugarcube Corner.