MLP Creepypasta Shorts

The Butterfly Effect

Imperfect Harmony looked out her window. She occasionally did this... That was until she realized it was kind of creepy. 

She was a regular mare, she was picked on because of her love for certain things. Over time though, she wanted more than being the one that was picked on. So she started to hang out with ponies that where friends with the ponies who picked on her. Thinking this was the best thing to do. It worked. Although, she didn't know how to act, and she could never talk to them about her problems or what was on her mind. Afraid they would think ill and hate her again. It was hard to find things to talk about. She spent most of her time sleeping and watching videos on HoofTube. So she never completely understood what was going on in life. She didn't like Griffins because they where very immature,or it could be because she hadn't seen a Griffin until she moved to Manehattan. 

Soon, she became distant to her old friends. Ever since she started hanging out with the more "Popular" bunch. She noticed how annoying and loud they are. They didn't care to try to bring her back. She cried because of it, but now she's alone. Since the "Popular" mares could care less about her true feelings, and her old friends would make her look bad. She was alone and began feeling extremely depressed. She kept her feelings to herself and never told anypony. Cause she had no pony to talk to. She always kept a smile on her face so no pony would question her unhappiness. No pony noticed, she was to good at it. Lately though she's grown to hate and grew cold. Pointing out any flaws in some pony  and speaking her mind towards a negative turn. She used to be very bad at learning because she was always thinking about her friends. Every second she was thinking about some pony. Now that she was separated from her friends, her education is better. Since she had nothing else to focus on. 

She was told that once you get older, you realize that friends are over rated. She had already known that. Now, she's alone in her closest looking up at drawings she drew.  So she learned that the magic of friendship that was claimed to thrive all over Equestria was nothing but a mares tale. She didn't believe that some pony else could understand everything you've been going through. Even if you explained it 100% coherently. 

She looked at an invitation that her friend Millennium Toxic had given her for her 13th slumber party. She had been the only pony who slept over, and she kept the invitation as a reminder of that day. She loved that day, but now.... It was only a memory. It has been blown away by time. She also remembered that another friend she had from Ponyville. Her home town. Had a birthday that day. She had wanted to go back, but her parents didn't have the money.

She got up, used her magic to open the door knob to her closest, and walked out. She then traveled downstairs and into the kitchen. "Nothing?" She sighed. 'I know I'm going to have to make pancakes...' She thought, proceeding to get the following ingredients; Milk, eggs, oil, Pam, batter. She used magic to get the pan and the spatula. Then getting the blender and measuring all the ingredients.

 She remembered the days when her grandma was still around. She loved cooking with her. She learned how to make lots of things from Pancakes to muffins. 

She then continued, once again using magic to place everything into the blender. She then put the plug in and placed the cap on. She flinched as she pressed the button and the loud noise echoed through the house. 

Once that noise was through she unattached it from the blender and placed it in the counter, using telekinesis. She turned the stove on sprayed Pam on the pan and waited for the right temperature. 

At that moment she began to hear a weird distorted sound. The looked over to the living room where none other than her older sister Crimson Harmony came out of one of her portals. 

She was wearing post apocalyptic cloths. Dirty rags, goggles, and a dusty sattle bag. 

"Where have you been?" Imperfect asked, trying to sound like She wasn't sad. Crimson looked up at Imperfect then turned back to the portal where they could here a scream. Indie summer came running out. 

"Close the portal!" She yelled, grabbing onto Crimsons neck. 

Crimson did as she was instructed, closing the portal up with the weird device on her necklace. 

"Crimson what where you thinking? Going into a portal with.... With that thing! What the hell?!" Indie gave Crimson a huge glare. Making it hard to resist  

"What? It was fun, I've always wanted to go there..." Crimson responded in her defence. 

"Whatever, so imperfect, how's your day?" Asked Indie, walking towards the counter and placing her sattle bag down. Imperfect looked up at Indie then looked back at the pancakes. 

"Well, I'm making pancakes, and I've been hungry for a while so I'm good. Just waiting for them to finish. Would you want some?" She asked as she had walked over to the stove and placed a hoof on the handle of the pan while using her magic to get the spatula and flip over a first pancake. Crimson had walked off to her room. To do got knows what....

"I would like some yes, one question though..." Indie walked over to the other side of the counter and reached for Imperfects ear. 

"Who does you sister like?" She whispered into her ear, it sent shivers down Imperfects spine and gave her an odd thought.

"I don't really know all I know really is the fact that she has a lot of mares and a few stallions."