Author's Notes:

Ah, you've made to Night Four; I knew you could do it as much as I have suffice it to say, although I regret to inform you that this will be a bad night and not without reason: given how Day Four had been ended, it'll now focus more back onto the protagonist in spite of the title I picked for the night.

Strangely enough, I do feel that I'm fortunate to retain my skill and sanity over the year I had spent writing on FIMFiction, not just because of the fact that I'm alive but also because of other things: earlier this year and during last year, I had came across many pitfalls, seen some things too horrific to comprehend, and almost got conquered permanently; had it happened to someone else, it would've been a far different story to say the very least.

Of course, I have people who looked out for me and kept me from making irreversible decisions along the way: after all, I tend to do a lot of things that I regret all too quickly, including simple innocuous things from the past such as slacking off and pussyfooting around like there's all the time in the world for this and that but writing stories isn't one of them: it keeps me fulfilled and I hope these sites where stories are made provide writers like myself feelings of fulfillment so until next time, stay gold…

There were dark skies now dominating the landscape as everything that dwelled below them became enshrouded by the near lacking of visibility thereof. On the other hand, perhaps only two different sources of illumination that would guidance to even the most wayward of travelers thereof: a stagnant sea of stars monitored by a single moon and a flowing flock of fireflies flying all throughout the way. Aside from the most basic of aesthetics, everything else had simply remained unchanged for the most part.

Despite the rather tranquil scene that had been set at first glance, all was not right with the world; within the chorus of hoots and chirps with the occasional howling thrown straight into the mix, there was only one sound that had stood out and about amongst this eternal moonlight sonata: although initially slow, a shrill resonance of sobbing filled the dank and dire atmosphere at once. With its high decibels, it would seem easy for anyone and anything, even one who thought what would best be done is pretending to be amongst deaf–mutes, to investigate; however, not even the potential candidates would match the species, language, understanding, or gender thereof to translate it properly with the most delicate care. Speaking of the source in question, its point of origin came from a singular cave, giving off the first impression of a terrifying wild beast in a rather greatest state of pain and sorrow convulsing about within moments of experiencing true oblivion for those trapped in the wayward pines. On the other hand, it would be safe to consider that loneliness was quickly abandoned anyway; then again, these emotions emitted in such a fashion overall clung onward like an abundance of barnacles stuck onto a capsizing vessel. Either way, the creature’s identity gave off the perspective of a strange being from another worldly plane different from the current one thanks to its otherwise ghostly wail made at once. After all, it wasn’t like that it would have been unfriendly to say the least, but instead not in the right mindset or even mood for befriended either.

Residing deep within the cave were only three equines surrounding a stockpile of apples: Fluttershy, a sleeping butterscotch pegasus laying at the sides; Rainbow, a cyan mare crouching nearby with one in a firm grip; and Pinkie, a sobbing eponymous wreckage sitting against the foundation.

“Mom…, I’m so sorry; I didn’t know… that you’d… end up like this…” the pink pony wept as she brought these kneecaps towards her own muzzle slowly.

The black–sheathed pegasus looked onward with a mixture of annoyance and worry as she sank her teeth into the fruit, getting a huge chunk imprinted into the surface at once. Although that relief efforts from yesterday were successful, a new problem seemed to had taken its place at once. The sight of the these two others would have awaken a lacrimal side from the depths of Rainbow’s psyche yet it was at constant odds with the stardust memories of Rose and Applejack bringing out venomous fury into play. Even though that it was from days passed, they’ve still hung onto the back of the cyan pegasus’ sharp mind to this night, ready to strike again and catch her completely off–guard.

Soon, with a hard swallow, Rainbow gasped for some air and began to speak to Pinkie, “so, um… do you want… a Zap Apple here…? I’ve got some more out…”

“How could I even eat at a time like this…?” the pink pony whispered lowly at once in response to a suggestion, “the Cakes are all by themselves, Applejack’s up at the pet show, my mom is out being raped and beaten… fuck, I even got her into this mess too…”

“Oh, cut out this self–pitying shit about what their doing to us: I’ve heard it one too many times; if anypony deserves the blame, then it should be me and I can see it…!” the cyan pegasus snarled as she looked away.

Pinkie looked up to face Rainbow and said, “how in the world are you responsible for the madness; didn’t you say ‘all these caribou should go burn in Tartarus for what they did’?”

“At least you remembered all too well but tell me this: why the fuck was I standing by your side earlier today; can you tell me that…?” the cyan pegasus quickly retorted within only seconds, “I used to be like you, okay…?”

“How could you used to be me, Dashie; there’s only one me, one you, one Fluttershy, one Applejack, and so on, am I right…?” the pink pony asked, holding back the tears and bringing in confusion as she pointed towards the sleeper.

With a shaky breath escaping into the open world, Rainbow then exclaimed, “I had a dad, my big bro…! This whole crap here… there’s no friendship or family strong enough for it; they wouldn’t survive after what they did…! I bet you hate me for being different after all this; shit, I don’t even know if I hate you this much…! As much as I want to fucking strangle myself, I’m not gonna give up just yet because of these dickheads under Dainn’s grip…”

“You know, a totalitarian is the worst kind of ruler: he won’t let the sun shine for everyone like Celestia did, he won’t let us make own lollipops like the Cakes would, he won’t even let a rainbow remind us of hope; but, he’ll take whatever we have and destroy us afterwards…” Pinkie spoke, now started to stand on both hooves like she had done countless times before, “contrary to what you have thought of me earlier, I don’t hate you for being different, let alone hate you at all; what I do hate is the fact that my mom is still out there crying and no one is doing anything about that.”

“You’re not suggesting we should go back outside and save her, aren’t you…?” the cyan pegasus interjected, following suit to face the pink pony on the same level.

Pinkie straighten her mane out and answered Rainbow, “why shouldn’t we; we’re still in Equestria, aren’t we silly…? If we were able to escape, then that would mean we would be leaving everypony behind; besides, I’ve abandoned my family when this nightmare came about so I’m not gonna make the same mistake again…”

“As long as you keep quiet for the whole journey, I’ll allow it but remember this well: you may have started to make amends but I’ve yet to trust you; in addition, these stallions are still looking for us as we speak…” the cyan pegasus slowly replied, taking another significant bite out of the food in her possession, “if we screw this up, it’ll be bad for the lot of us: it will be the end of you, me, her, and all of Equestria that remains out there; besides, it’s gonna be for all the marbles in the world get them to end their sorry excuse of a reign.”

“But we don’t have any mar––– ohhhh…” the pink pony came to a sudden stop following a closer look that was given to her at once.

At that point, Rainbow slightly backed away from Pinkie yet still retained the visage while saying, “now that you see where I’m going with this, do you wanna help your mom…?”

“Okay, Rainbow… I will…” the pink pony responded firmly to the cyan pegasus, no longer showing any drop of tears seeping out whatsoever; in place of them were a pair of true blue eyes becoming fierce yet constrained, “no more sitting around like a lapdog; we got a job to do…”

“That’s the spirit; I suggest you should take an apple with you for this one…” Rainbow said, now using a free hand to pick up a fresh food from the colorful cache to give to Pinkie.

Needless to say, the pink pony took the Zap Apple from the cyan pegasus’ grip and held it firmly; despite finding the strength to cease the sorrow, not a single bite was even made into the surface. Standing up straight, Pinkie soon walked past the the strange fruit and right over Fluttershy’s figure at once; sure enough, Rainbow looked on before following suit as well without question. Once more, these two equines were now out and about into the open world, standing underneath the starry nighttime sky and sharing a new purpose that had now started occupying their minds.

For what it was worth, the brief moments of such nocturnal emission were going to become long.