Only One Pinkie (MLP GRIM DARK STORY)

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It was normal after the Mane Six removed all the fake Pinkie's. Everypony went back to their daily lives. Pinkie Pie was doing her normal thing, cooking. She cooked the best pastries out of all of Equestria. She was still shaken about the whole ordeal of what happened. She still doubted herself being the real Pinkie. She tries to get it out of her mind what happened by baking baked good for the ponies she loves and cares for.

She heard a ding on her bell signaling her someone came in her pink painted bakery that looked like a cupcake with white frosting. Pinkie just got finished frosting a cupcake before she went to go satisfy the customers needs. As soon as she was done she walked over to the counter where the silver cash register was located normally near the displayed baked goods for sale. "Hello, welcome, how may I help you!" Pinkie smiled at the pony. The pony looked up from all the baked good she was looking at which stored different cakes, bear claws, cupcakes, sandwiches, and more. The pony looked up showing their bright green eyes and long blue main. This pony was a mare. "Yes, may I please get the cupcakes I ordered for my party?" She spoke in a nice soft voice. "Yes!" Pinkie beamed brightly and headed towards her kitchen where the cupcakes were that she just finished before the pony came to pick them up. She picked the try up and set it down on a rolling tray to help her get it outside the kitchen door. She opened the pink door then led to the dining area for whichever pony wanted to eat in and not take home. Pretty much everything that was related to the home was painted either pink or white beside her room which was filled with so many different things that included a basement door that led to her party cellar. "Those cupcakes look so good!" The green pony piped in excitement. "Just sign your name here so I know you're not taking off with someone else's cupcakes please!" Pinkie asked holding up a clipboard with a signature thing on the bottom. The Pony took the clipboard and wrote her name 'SilverApple' down. She handed back the clipboard to Pinkie. Pinkie read the name and her jaw dropped. "Are you related to a pony named AppleJack?" Pinkie asked curiosity leaking from her tone and voice. "Yes, I am, a friend of hers I presume?" SilverApple asked. "Yep!" Pinkie said. SilverApple didn't say much more after that besides a 'Mhm' and walked out after paying Pinkie pie what she owed for the cupcakes. Pinkie Pie walked up to her party themed room, being the party pony she was. She laid down on her balloon printed blanket relaxing. Pinkie may have loved baking but it got tiring after awhile. She rested her head on her fluffy pillow. Her Big blue eyes grew heavy as her mind drifted off into a not so pleasant dream.

She was running, Her lungs out of breath. She knew she couldn't stop running or else her life would end. Her lungs yelled at her to quit but her adrenaline and legs screamed differently. "HAHAHA you can't run Pinkie or should I say ME!" A high pitched voice like Pinkie's yelled through the caves. The sound of her hooves crashing on the ground was getting closer making Pinkie even more scared and run faster. "You stole my life you know you're not the real Pinkie, Why lie to our friend huh!" The other Pinkie yelled at the real Pinkie. 'It's not true I am the real Pinkie!' She thought to herself tears slipping from her eyes. Pinkie tripped over her own hooves falling face first on the cold cement cave floor making her nose bleed and her mane even more messed up than it already was. She was about to get up and run when another pony's hoof stopped her turning her on her already dirt covered back caused by the fall and running. She looked up her pupils shrinking. She looked at the other Pinkie. The pinkie who had an insane grin plastered on her pink face and her once bright blue eyes dulled out and replaced with insanity. "Goodbye!" The other Pinkie yelled. She brought her hooves up crushing her chest. Pinkie's mouth opened wide a scream echoing throughout the cave walls and bouncing off them. Blood spewed out her mouth some dripping down the side of her mouth.

Pinkie shot up from her bed. Tears slipping from the corners of her bright blue eyes. She was sweating more than AppleJack at one of her rodeos. Pinkie got up from her bed headed to her bath where she saw gummy waiting. "Hey Gummy" Pinkie said without her usual happy chippy voice. Pinkie grabbed the silver bath handle with her hoof twisting it to the left so the hot water can come out and then she did the same with the cold to make her favorite warm water when bathing. She climbed in the tub sitting down letting the warm water soak her pink fur. She closed her eyes, trying to stop the salty lukewarm tears that prickle in her eyes from spilling from her eyes and down her cheeks about the night mare she just recently had. She has these nightmares every time she sleeps or takes naps most the time in different scenarios or sometimes in the same one. Minutes have gone by, Pinkie decided to finally get out of the bath. Once she was dried off she walked down the stairs and into her bakery looking at the mirror she had in the kitchen. Her big blue eyes were slightly dulled out her main more or less a mess and her bright pink fur slightly darker than before. She walked away from the mirror and headed to the dining area. Pinkie's eyes dart around her bakery to assure herself this was her real home, that she was the real Pinkie and not just somepony else masquerading about in her skin. She walked out of her pink bakery and headed through town to her friend's house; Twilight's tree house. She needed help from somepony and Twilight is the pony she thinks she needs. She was halfway through town seeing ponies as happy as can be wishing she can someday get that happiness back her self. She saw the CMC (Cutie Mark Crusaders) playing around trying to gain their cutie marks like normal. She finally saw Twilight's tree house in view and ran towards her home.

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