Twilight was on her way home from Apple Jacks When she noticed a shadow was following her. She got suspicious and used her magic to make some light. After walking down the road for about 50 yards she noticed that the shadow was no longer following her. She got to her welcoming home inside the tree. She saw a piece of paper on her door step. She picked it up and began to read the small piece of paper, but before she started reading she saw the bushes rustling around and she began getting a little worried. She read the note,

Dear Twilight,

I know what you think, that i am the one doing the murders and the gore filled cupcakes, the dungeon, the hides. All of it was someone else, you might not believe me but I am not responsible for this. If you do believe me please meet me at the edge of the everfree forest.

Your innocent friend,

    Pinkiemania Diane Pie.

Twilight was a little surprised by this. She went inside and whet to bed with the note weighing heavily on her mind. She drifted off to sleep after a few hours of lying in bed thinking if she should meet with Pinkie or not.

‘If anyone can help me it has to be Twilight.’ She was watching her as she was walking home, watching from the sides of the dark alleys. She didn’t want to be seen, for she didn’t want to be killed in the streets of where she used to live, and more than likely, by her friends to. The thought Scared her.

It was now early in the morning and Twilight had just woken up. She was quiet getting her things and walking out the door, so she didn’t wake up spike that was sleeping in his basket. As she begins her walk to the edge of the everfree forest to meet with the “innocent” Pinkie Pie. All the way there she kept thinking ‘what if it’s a trap, she might kill me, and I could turn up like rainbow dash.’ At the thought of the cupcake she rushed over to the bushes and threw up. The colorful chunks splattered all over the grass, when she was done with that she had saw that there was hoof indentions in the grass, and then she knew what the shadow was that night. She was still making her way to the forest edge. She had no more distractions all the way there. Once she reached the edge she called out,

“PINKIE, I’M HERE. I WANT TO TALK.” Twilight had yelled.  From behind her she heard the leaves moving and crunching. She turned around and out of the forest line came Pinkie Pie. She looked as though she had been living in a swamp. Her mane was tangled and clunked up due to all the mud, it dripped down her pink mane and covered her body. She stood in place shivering and crying. “We should probably head over to my house.” Twilight said.

“NO,NO,NO,NO,NO. I can’t go back there, not at least after this clears up. If I do, they would all kill me,” Pinkie protested loudly. “I’ll be fine, don’t worry about it. Now, for the reason I asked you here. On the note I said I was be framed, I am, but I have to know who is framing me, and you’re the only one that can help. You have an open mind you think much more critically then everypony else in ponyville. Please you have just got to help me.”

“OK,OK. I’ll help. Just let me think for a few days and ill get back to you on what I can do.” Twilight responded.