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- >You are Anon, the human
- >And you LOVE Pinkie Pie's parties!
- >They are simply the best!
- >She always brings over the best friends, knows just what to serve, and plays the best games!
- >Sometimes, she seems to fidget or twitch a bit, but she comes right back to the party.
- >And you have so much fun!
- >She introduced you to this Prench lady who has the most adorable accent, and a figure to die for.
- >You two were an almost an item, but she hooked up with someone who had a bit more of a tough edge to him
- >He was a nice guy at heart, though, and you were happy for them!
- >And your happiness made Pinkie Pie happy, so that was good.
- >You were getting to be the life of the parties she held
- >You always remained sober, though, in order to tell her all the embarrassing things
- >All in all, life was good.
- >But. . .nothing was perfect.
- >Sometimes, Pinkie's old friends came along
- >They were SUCH a drag
- >Trying to break up your parites and getting her to spend time with them
- >Pinkie Pie didn't WANT to spend time with her old LAME friends any more
- >She said that so many times! And all of her new friends, you included, told her that you didn't need those old friends any more
- >She was happy with her new friends and all the fun that you had!
- >So why should she bother with all those old ones, right?
- >You wished it was that simple.
- >Each time her old friends came over, she spaced out for longer and didn't quite join the dances or games as much
- >She almost seemed to be on the verge of tears at times, but she went back into the party without skipping a beat.
- >When you tried to talk about her old friends, she just scoffed and said she made new ones.
- >And, something about that didn't quite sit well with you
- >After she said that she made you. . .you started to notice odd things.
- >Her mane seemed. . flatter.
- >Your friends seemed to be jerky and moved like they were artificial
- >The music was the same, and the cakes were just left overs from previous parties
- >Some of them were even stale!
- >Every night, when the parties stopped and you all went to bed, you stared at the ceiling, just. . .thinking.
- >And one night, it dawned on you.
- >You were cleaning up after one of Pinkie Pies parties and flagged her down for a chit chat.
- >"Heya Nonny! What's up with you?" She asked, her usual sing song voice making you smile, but it faded quickly.
- "Not much. . .but, I gotta ask. Why are you doing all this?"
- >"Well, DUH. Because I want to show my friends a good time! And what better way to do that than with a party!
- "No, no. . .I mean, why are you doing all this? You've made new friends, but. . .you shouldn't ignore your old ones."
- >Her expression seemed to sour a bit. "Why would I want anything to do with them! They don't like me any more, and they would never come to my parties even if their life depended on it!"
- "So you think. . .but, if they didn't really care about you, why do they come by so often?"
- >She seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't quite find the words.
- "They still care about you, Pinkie Pie. They always have."
- >". . .but, who needs them when I have you all? You are all such good friends. . .!"
- "But, you made us. We aren't really your friends, are we?"
- >She seemed to tear up, knowing the weight of your words.
- >You knew them too.
- "You have to go back to them. It's not healthy, staying here every day, all the time. . .you've even worried the Cakes. Staying here isn't good for you."
- >"B-but. . .what'll happen when I go back?"
- ". . .I don't know. But I do know one thing."
- >She looked at you inquisitively her beautiful blue eyes all misty
- "You'll be happy."
- >She couldn't hold back now, and embraced you, staining your clothes with her tears
- >After she let it all out, you finished cleaning up the mess, and she agreed to go out tomorrow.
- >She slept peacefully that night for the first time in months
- >Your friends didn't take too kindly to your actions, to say the least
- >"Youse gunna kill us all, ya mook!" Said the rocky one.
- >"How could you do zuch a thing!" Said the Prench lady
- >You tried to explain to them your way was better, that she would truly be happy when she left
- >But they would not hear it
- >They cursed, shouted, and beat you
- >You escaped their wrath after a while, and were left in your own space within her mind
- >You were scared, to be sure.
- >When she left. . .it would all be over, for all of you
- >But, she made you her friend so she could be happy, and being with her old friends would make her happy
- >The others were simply being greedy, you supposed, but you couldn't blame them
- >The fate that awaited you was uncertain, and we all feared the unknown.
- >Dawn came, and Pinkie Pie was rose around noon as usual
- >During the daily 12 cups of espresso, the others tried desperately to talk her out of leaving
- >But she had made her mind up, and she had loaded up her Party Canon with her special Surprise Ammo
- >As she strode toward the door, you saw her mane and tail poof back up, like you remembered.
- >As she opened the door, she looked back at you, smiling tearfully one last time
- >You wanted to give her something good to remember, so gave her a thumbs up.
- "It'll be alright. You don't need us any more, Pinkamena."
- >Her smile broadened, and she left Sugarcube Corner for the first time in a long time.
- >You were Anonymous, the human
- >And then, you ceased to exist.
- figment
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