Dirt Poking [Forward dated to Dec 24th]

[laughafterme]

Character(s): Pinkie and Dashie
Location: Outside of Garden, probably by the beach
Rating: G to PG?
Open/Closed/Finished: CLOSED
Summary: Pinkie is down in the dumps because of life.

So many things have happened in the span of a week, and Pinkie was not dealing well with it. Not only was she a total jerk to the people she cared about, but her BFF, Luna, and her pseudo-big brother left, and returned with no recollection of her, and SHE MAY LOSE HER ONE AND ONLY SPECIAL SOMEONE!

How did things get so wrong?

Currently, Pinkie is sitting cross legged near the beach, poking at a patch of dirt with a stick idly. No one was around, and she wanted it that way.

Comments

[laughafterme]

"Yeah, I'm good! I really needed to hear that! Thanks, Dashie! The next time I get freaked out, I'll come look for you!" Pinkie grinned before standing and tossing aside her stick.

[elementofloyalty]

Rainbow briefly wondered how she kept getting stuck with this job... then conceded that between her and Twilight, she was probably better-equipped to deal with Pinkie's particular brand of...

Pinkieness.

"Sure, what are friends for?"