Sixth Smile | [Action]

[brokethefourthwall]

[It's been about a week since Applejack has gone home, and Pinkie Pie has finally decided to show her face again. She's looking a bit different than she normally does, however. Her iconic cotton candy mane has fallen limp, lifeless, swaying hopelessly in the breeze as she shuffles aimlessly around the village.

She can't begin to process the idea that her friends aren't coming back. They didn't find a way home. Someone sent them away from her. And worse, if they do find a way back, they won't even remember being here in the first place. The surprise parties, the adventures, none of it mattered because no one who leaves will ever even know it happened. If that's true, then what's the point of doing anything at all?

She sighs to herself, staring down at her hooves.]

(Responses will be coming from nomorepoof.)

Comments

[nomorepoof]

But if I won't remember... what's the point of doing anything? I keep planning parties, making presents and sweets for all my friends, and then they vanish, just to go home and forget that I even exist!

[...She will take that seat next to you, though.]

I'm losing friends as quickly as I'm making them.

[gonnawreckit]

And you're making them as quickly as you're losing them. Look, Pinktail, no matter where you are, nothing's going to be guaranteed for you forever. People always come and go. It sucks. But you still got the present, the people who're here now. And I bet you still have friends who haven't gone home yet. Me, I'd rather hold onto the present than let the past bother me that much. Just put a new quarter in and try again. Hope it'll work this time.

[nomorepoof]

I never even had an old quarter, though.

...whatever those are.

[gonnawreckit]

Geez, it's a figure of speech. I meant, you were able to make friends in the past. You can try again. Don't let this place beat you.

[nomorepoof]

I'll... I'll try. I've just never... lost a friend before, and having my super-best friends be sent away against their wills... it's so sad.

[gonnawreckit]

But when people go from this place... Don't they go back home? To whatever kind of candy-coated horseville you must live in? It's not like they're not still alive somewhere. And still your friends.

[nomorepoof]

But they're not with me...

[gonnawreckit]

They are. It's not like they never existed when they're not here. If you can still think of them, and that can make you happy... that can still be good, can't it? Even when you can't see each other for now. Knowing you have a friend somewhere out there's better than having no one at all.

[nomorepoof]

[She shuts her eyes tight and shakes her head. She knows her friends are with her, in her heart. But it's just not the same.

Tears begin to well in the corners of her eyes.]

I just... miss them so much.

[gonnawreckit]

Oh... come on! [He looks almsot personally offended.] No waterworks! I've never seen a crying horse in my life, and I'm not ready to start now. Look - what'd your friends think if they could see you like this? Would they be okay that you let this feeling get the better of you?

[nomorepoof]

N-no... they wouldn't. [She sobs, brushing a tear from her eye.]

[gonnawreckit]

Then think about that, and maybe it'll help. So that... if any of them could see you here again? Or if you meet new friends? They won't have to know you've been hurt. Your weird little friendships can keep happening. Just... maybe with some memories gone here and there. That doesn't mean you can't have great new ones, either.