Yes. I went there. A dark fic about ponies. It may seem strange at first, but it'll get better as it goes on. x)

Also, a shout out to ameridash113. She edited this some. Plus she's awesome. Please please please review (without trolling XD). I hope you like it!

"PINKIE PIE! Stop! I swear to Celestia, if you go through with this, I will never forgive you. Do you hear me? Never!" Tears poured from her eyes. She'd seen I'd finally gone insane.

"You don't understand! No pony does! And no pony ever will! I tried! I tried so hard! And each time, I failed more miserably than the last. I'm so tired of *this.* I'm so tired of pretending and yearning and lying to myself! I'm finally setting myself free." Even after a speech such as this, I hesitated. No matter how much I tried to deny it, I was terrified of what I was about to do. But I know more than anyone that you just need to let things happen. I lifted it up into the air.

"PINKIE!"

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Sillies, that's not the beginning of the story! Why were you reading that? You don't even know what those paragraphs were about. Don't you know that you have to start at the *beginning* when you read? Here, I'll show you where you should've been reading!

I frolic through the streets of Ponyville, as usual, looking for a new face. A lot of people have moved to Ponyville recently, and it's my, Pinkamina Diane Pie's, job to make them feel welcome and happy. I haven't seen anyone today... Sadness! I had modified the party cannon so that when it blew confetti, the words "Welcome to Ponyville" would appear in the air. It was going to be so cool! The fall air is crisp and clear, and if you listen close enough, you'll hear Applejack bucking apple trees at her farm. Speaking of hearing things, I hear things a lot. But I don't just mean I listen to other ponies talk (which I DO do- HAHA! Do do. ), I mean, I talk to myself sometimes. It's almost like I hear voices inside my head, but the voices are all mine and most of them are controlled by me! As in I talk to myself in my head. Do you do that? I sure do. Today the voices have been in a really great mood.

Not that they aren't normally in a good mood. I mean, they're MY voices, after all. But let me just say, when they aren't in a good mood... Well, I have some CRAZY stories.

OH HEY! IT'S TWILIGHT SPARKLE!

"Hiya, Twilight! Whatcha doing?" She jumps, surprised by my sudden arrival (you'd think she'd be used to it by now).

"Oh, hey, Pinkie! I was talking to Zecora about some flowers that can be used for magical potions. I wanted to make sure the information in my book on flowers was accurate." She continued talking when she noticed me taking a deep breath, about to burst out into a song about how Zecora isn't an evil enchantress. "And I also was running out to the Cake's to pick up some cupcakes for Rainbow's birthday."

"HEY! Their house is MY house!" I gasped. "And you don't have to worry about Dashie's birthday party one bit. We all know I have it covered! I'm the party pony, for Celestia's sake! It's going to be great! I just hope that *if* Gilda comes, she's turned into a nice Griffin." Twilight agreed with me as I spoke.

"Fine. You've got it covered. Sorry I tried to do anything. I'll just head back to the library, then. I know the party will be really fun, as always!" She nodded a goodbye and started to trot home.

The sky was beginning to grow darker as dusk was approaching. I didn't accomplish much today, but oh well. Maybe I'll welcome someone new tomorrow!