Pinkie hopped into her room and flicked on the light.

She glanced around. “Ah, there you are, Goomi!” She scooped up the alligator and held him in midair. “Wanna hear about my super-amazing, friend-filled day?”

Gummy blinked slowly.

“I know I was worried earlier about making friends, but it turns out I was just being a silly filly! I have so many amazing friends already, I don’t need to panic about making more. And once everypony gets out of their weird mood I’ll have even more friends to make!”

Pinkie placed her pet on the bed. “Oh where do I even start? I got a present from Fluttershy, I had lunch with Rainbow Dash, and I had three baking lessons with Applejack and Twilight! Well, more like two and a tenth, but might as well round up since I’m sure we’ll do it again later! My friends are so amazing, spending all that time with me!” Pinkie rubbed her chin. “And then I also had a talk with Rarity, and another talk with Rarity and Twilight. They were really nice to explain everything for me. I just wish there was something I could do about Fluttershy’s pet and all those little things that Rarity mentioned.”

Gummy blinked slowly.

Pinkie laughed quietly. “You’re right! I’ll figure something out eventually!” Pinkie bounced over to her bed and settled under the covers, Gummy still curled up at the other end.

Pinkie stared up at the ceiling. “You know, I’m so excited, I’m not sure I’ll be able to sleep!”

There was a moment of silence.

“You’re right! Some reading might help!” Pinkie twisted around and saw the large journal on her nightstand. “Perfect!” She grabbed it with her teeth, and then pushed the pillows against the backboard. She scooted backward, wiggling her flank until she had settled into a sitting position. It took a few moments to figure out how to hold the book, but eventually it flipped it open.

The page seemed to be in-progress song lyrics. It was arranged in stanzas and there were a lot of crossed-out words and corrections littering the entire thing.

Pinkie flipped the page a few times, her eyes scanning each one. Journal entries. Jokes. A short story. Poetry. More song lyrics. She flipped the page again and stopped.

Pony Party Preferences

Pinkie raised an eyebrow and flipped the page.

Rarity; Dislikes balloons, piñatas, and other threats to mane. Loves punch and cake. No preferred party size.

She flipped the page again. There was an entry for all her friends, and even more for all her tentative friends.

She smacked herself in the face. “Oh, Goomi, I can’t believe how oblivious I’ve been! Here the entire town is upset over something, and one of my best friends lost a pet, and I’m just sitting here doing nothing!” Pinkie shook her head. “I can’t believe how selfish I am.”

Pinkie scrunched her eyes shut for a few moments, and then popped them open again. “No! This is no time to be depressed!” She flung aside her covers and leapt out of bed. “Everypony needs me! My friends need me! And there's only one thing I can do to help them!” Pinkie grabbed the journal and waltzed over to her work table. She gave it a once-over, and a huge smile grew on her face.

“I've gotta throw a party!”