[FFML] [fanfic][MLP:FiM] The Alicorn Foal, Chapter 6

[Mythril Moth]

Again, usual disclaimers apply. Again, C&C welcome.

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Chapter 6: Hoofston, We Have A Pinkie

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Pinkie Pie slowly awoke to find her friends gathered around her, looking 
down at her in concern. "Ugh..." she groaned. "Need...cupcakes..."

"Are you okay, Pinkie?" Twilight asked. It was a ridiculous question; the 
pink mare was in absolutely horrible condition. Her hooves were cracked and 
worn, she was covered in layers of grime so thick her coat looked gray and 
her cutie mark was no longer visible, she sported numerous cuts, scratches, 
and bruises, one leg appeared to be sprained, and she had a halfway-healed 
puffy black eye. Her mane was limp; Rarity had already brushed various twigs 
and leaves out of it. Most of her tail was missing; what remained was mostly 
a mess of singed split ends. She had a threadbare old saddlebag strapped on 
that looked like it had been fished out of a dumpster, and for some reason, 
there was a filthy leopard-print yellow bandana tied around her neck.

The pink pony sat up, blue eyes narrowed. "Hell-LOOOO! I just said, I! NEED! 
CUPCAKES!"

"Yep, she's fine," Rainbow Dash said.

Mrs. Cake brought a tray of cupcakes for Pinkie, who wasted no time inhaling 
them. Her mane regained a bit of its poof, and a tuft of cotton-candy-like 
tail abruptly sprouted from her rear. "Better," Pinkie said. "Ugh, I could 
use a shower."

"At *least*," Rarity said, earning a sharp nudge in the ribs from Applejack.

"Pinkie, what *happened*?" Twilight asked, lying down in front of her 
friend, eyes full of concern. "Cadence said you went flying out the window 
after you burped Velvet, and then you just went missing for a whole week!"

"Yeah, where the hay WERE you all this time?" Rainbow demanded, forehooves 
on her flanks.

Mrs. Cake provided a second tray of cupcakes, and Pinkie bit into one, 
chewing slowly. "Well, after Velvet launched me out the window..."

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EQUESTRIA PEGANAUTICS AND

SPACE ADMINISTRATION (EPSA)

HOOFSTON

"Confirm, we have an Unidentified Pink Object," a serious-faced gray Earth 
stallion in a lab coat spoke into a headset. "Repeat, confirm, we have an 
Unidentified Pink Object."

"No duh, she's lying right in front of us."

Two pegasus mares, one puce and the other chartreuse, stood over the pink 
Earth pony who had just crashed through the roof of the EPSA observatory. 
The chartreuse pegasus nudged the pink pony with a hoof. "Think she's still 
alive?" she wondered.

Pinkie Pie sprang up off the floor like a superball, bouncing in place a few 
times, blue eyes blinking rapidly. "Wooooow, that was SOOOOOOME burp," she 
said woozily. She glanced around. "Anypony got a banana cream pie? Because I 
could really really go for a banana cream pie right now. Ooh, or some carrot 
ice cream. Or a sweet potato muffin. Or..."

The other ponies just stared at her. "Um...excuse me, Miss," the gray 
stallion interrupted. "This IS a restricted facility. Just...exactly who are 
you, and how did you get here?"

"I'm Pinkie Pie!" the pink pony replied cheerfully. "And how did I get here? 
I rode a burp here. Um, where's here?"

"Obvious brain damage," the puce mare said clinically, nodding.

"We'd better take her to the hospital."

"Hospital? Oh, don't be silly. I'm fine! Well except for this big lump on my 
head and I think I sprained a hoof when I landed, but otherwise I'm--"

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"So you say you're from Ponyville."

"Um, YES! I've said it like fifty bazillion times!"

"And you don't know where you are now."


"Only because nopony will TELL ME where I am--"

"And you got here, so you claim, by riding a burp."

"It was one hay of a burp."

"Mm-hmm," the unicorn doctor hummed, scribbling on a clipboard with a pen. 
Across from him, Pinkie lay on a bed, forcibly restrained. The walls of the 
room were white and padded. "Alright, Miss Pie, here's the thing. It simply 
isn't possible to ride a burp..."

"It is if it's an alicorn foal doing the burping and she has freaky weather 
control magic--"

"Yes, this whole alicorn foal thing again," the doctor said. "Tell me all 
about the alicorn foal."

"Well, her name is Velvet Frost and she's an alicorn and she's a foal and 
she looks kind of like a red velvet cake with white frosting which is funny 
because I told her mommy and daddy that when she was born and that's how she 
got her name and I made a big red velvet cake with white frosting for the 
new foal party I threw that night but anyway it turns out she's got really 
powerful weather magic and it makes crazy stuff happen all over 
Ponyville..."

"Now, Miss Pie..." the doctor said as she paused for a breath. "I think if 
an alicorn had been born recently, we would have heard about it. I mean, 
that would be the biggest news in all of Equestria..."

The door opened. "Doctor?" a timid-looking nurse pony with a stringy black 
mane said, shifting his front hooves nervously.

"Yes? This had better be important," the doctor snapped impatiently.

"Um...Miss Pie's story checks out," the nurse said. "There really is an 
alicorn foal in Ponyville, with weather control magic."

"No, there isn't," the doctor replied calmly.

"Uh...yes, there is," the nurse said.

"No. There. ISN'T!" the doctor replied sharply, eyes wide and bloodshot. "I 
am going to CURE. THIS. PATIENT. Of her delusions!"

Pinkie blinked. "I don't have any delusions, silly!"

"Yes. You. Do. Because. I. Say. You. D-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The doctor fell to the floor like a sack of oats, a syringe sticking out of 
his rump. The nurse quickly unlocked Pinkie's restraints. "Better get out of 
here, fast," he said quietly. "Good luck."

"Thanks!" Pinkie replied before escaping the mental hospital at a full 
gallop.

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"So after I got out of the loony bin..."

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Pinkie stared at the endless gray mess of roads and buildings around her, 
ears flat and mane beginning to defrizz.


It hadn't taken long to learn she was in Hoofston, which was a long, long 
way from Ponyville. It was big and gray and boring, with roads that circled 
back on themselves a dozen times and made no sense; the sky was a dull gray 
because equally dull gray pegasi kept piling up dull gray clouds over the 
dull gray city.

As she tried to get her bearings, a baseball smacked her in the eye. "OW!" 
she cried, rubbing the fresh bruise.

"Sor-ry," a gray donkey wearing a Hoofston Asstros uniform called out, 
trotting over to her and picking up the ball in his teeth.

Twenty minutes later, a football bounced off her flank; she was immediately 
trampled by a stampede of bulls in blue helmets and jerseys.

After she regained consciousness, Pinkie smelled yummy food and wandered in 
the direction of the smell; she found herself in a building with a gleaming 
hard wood floor. She had only just realized she'd wandered onto a basketball 
court when she was buzzed by a pegasus dribbling a ball, who soared up and 
dunked it. "Hey," the pegasus called down to her, "no fans! Off the practice 
court, or I'll call security!"

"Sorry..." Pinkie replied. "Didn't mean to interrupt..." she trudged off the 
court. "By the way, that dunk sucked," she called back over her shoulder. By 
now, her mane had gone mostly limp.

By the time she finally managed to find a sign pointing her in the direction 
of Ponyville, she'd collected additional injuries from a soccer ball, a 
hockey puck, and yet another baseball. She nearly wept tears of joy when 
after hours of walking, she saw a sign that proclaimed:

NOW LEAVING HOOFSTON

"Worst. City. Ever," she grumbled as she reared up and bucked the sign 
before venturing out onto the open road.

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"I didn't have any money with me, so I couldn't take a train or a bus or a 
taxi or a mareplane or anything, so I just walked all the way back to 
Ponyville," Pinkie said. "And I kept getting lost, so it took a really long 
time to get home, and I couldn't buy any food, so I had to live off the land 
and sleep in parks like a bum. I actually met some bums. They had really 
mangy bums.

"But I saw a whole lot of neat places on my way home! Hosstin, San Anponio, 
Baltimare, Gnu Orleans, Chicagoat, Sacrapinto..."

Twilight took a step back. "Uhh...Pinkie...most of those places aren't 
anywhere between Hoofston and Ponyville. Some of them are on the other side 
of Equestria!"


"I KNOW!" Pinkie cried. "Like I said, I kept getting lost!" She nibbled at 
another cupcake. "It's good to finally be home..." She looked around. "So, 
when are Lavender and Sable getting back?"

Twilight looked sheepish. "Actually, we just got a postcard from them..."



TO BE CONTINUED...




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