Saving the ponies Chapter 10: Pinkie's input
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Saving the ponies
Chapter 10: Pinkie's input.
Twilight sat in her study, lazily dragging a hoof back and forth across the floor. She had been studying up on Pegasi, but the more she read, the more she realised her mind wasn't absorbing any of the information. Every time she would realise that she'd stopped paying attention, she would backtracked and begin again. This had been going on for over an hour before she finally gave up; deciding instead to focus on what was distracting her.
And that was probably a terrible decision. Thinking about Rainbow and her problems was giving Twilight gray hairs. Of course, she'd been worrying about this for months; ever since the girls had realised Rainbow was out of it. Now that it was worse, and on top of that, the fact that she couldn't speak of Rainbow's problems to the others, was really wearing her down.
Twilight didn't like being worn down. She already had enough problems on her own without needing Rainbow's on top of hers.
She felt bad instantly. Rainbow was in much worse state then she was and she needed to be there for her friend. Still, Twilight needed someone to talk to, much like Rainbow did. On top of that, Twilight felt she wasn't the best pony to be giving out relationship advice, seeing as she'd been blinded by her first love, and her second was still blooming.
It's because of these conclusions that, 5 minutes later, Twilight found herself in front of Sugarcube corners. She'd debated, briefly, which friend would be the best to share Rainbow's secret with. At first, Rarity had made the most sense, seeing as she was good with romance and always willing to listen. But Pinkie had the one thing that Twilight needed; experience. Asides herself, Pinkie was the only other pony who'd loved a human. Unlike her, Pinkie's relationship had gone well, until its tragic ending at least. On top of that, Pinkie could keep a secret.
She walked in. It was pretty late at night, so the shop was closed. However, as soon as she opened the door, Pinkie was at the register.
"Hey Twilight, what can I get you?" She chirped.
Figuring Pinkie would be more open to discussion if she played along with her; Twilight ordered a small banana split. When she was seated, she asked if Pinkie would sit with her.
"Only if it's not too busy Twi, the cakes need a lot of help with the shop."
Pinkie glanced around the shop playfully. Seeing that they were alone, she accepted Twilight's offer, pulling up a tray of cupcakes for herself.
"What's up?"
Twilight explained to Pinkie the situation she was in, leaving nothing out. Once she was done, she let out a short rant about her own feelings and how helpless she felt. Finally, she began crying, with Pinkie holding her and telling her that it'd be okay.
"It's alright, Twi, it's okay. Don't worry; I'll help you as much as I can."
It took a while, but Pinkie eventually managed to calm Twilight down. "So, what do you want me to help you with first? Should I give Rainbow some dating advice? Maybe follow her around and make sure it goes perfectly? Should I prepare a room in my fungeon for their laughter torture?"
Twilight gave Pinkie an odd look. "Fungeon?"
"Yeah, like fun dungeon. It's a play on words. So, good idea right? I'll tickle them together until they lose their minds, clinging to each other since they were the only other creature present during the torturing. I even have an executioner's costume!"
"No." Twilight deadpanned. "You're not supposed to know. I wasn't supposed to tell anypony. I didn't promise not to." She added as Pinkie made to interrupt. "I sort of just kept talking after she asked me not to tell anypony. But I don't want the whole town to know, so YOU have to promise me you won't tell anypony."
After Pinkie went through her odd little ritual, which was featured in the show and apparently very popular back in the human world, Pinkie said: "So, if I can't help Rainbow, how do you want me to help you?" She asked.
"I don't know, I guess I just wanted someone to vent to, and maybe you could tell me if I gave her the right advice?"
Pinkie smiled and tapped her head a few times. "Don't worry Twi, aunty Pinkie Pie is always willing to help." Twilight let the inappropriate age difference slide. "You gave fine advice, and even if it was somewhat short sighted, there's not much you could do about that. It's not your fault if you're inexperienced."
"But what do I tell here next time she comes and asks for advice?" Twilight whined
"I can't help you with that, Twi. I don't know what she's going to ask for. The best I can tell you is to give your honest opinion, and if you reeeeeally believe in your advice, it'll all work out for the best." Pinkie replied, making a soft cooing noise and running her hoof through Twilight's hair as if she were comforting a foal.
Twilight, in a strange, warped way, was enjoying Pinkie's treatment. As Pinkie ran her hoof through Twilight's hair, the latter began to fall asleep. She hadn't felt so safe in a long time, almost like when her brother used to tuck her in before bed, and she realised that she missed relying on others to help her with her problems.
After a few minutes, Pinkie stopped petting Twilight, smiling as her over-stressed friend hit the hay. She carefully lifted Twilight onto her back, trying not to disturb her rest, and walked her upstairs to her bed. After she transferred her, Twilight squirmed around a bit before getting comfortable.
Pinkie left the purple unicorn, climbing into the second bed. She had 6 beds in her room; emergency extras encase she needed to organise an emergency sleep over. Good thing they were here tonight.
As she drifted off, she thought about just how stressed Twilight really was, and then tried to figure out how stressed Rainbow must be. She couldn't even imagine it.