Bubblegum Fantasy

>It's snowing.

>Like the day before.

>And the day before that.

>And it's another regular lunch time in the cafeteria: me having lunch with my friends and she having it alone.

>She's the girl with the gorgeous straight, long and pink hair.

>She also has mesmerizing blue eyes.

>And I can't help but to be hypnotized by those beautiful eyes of hers.

>Truth is, I fell in love with her at the first time I saw her.

>But there's a catch; there is a rumor she has a... stranger side too.

>And when I say "a stranger", you mean batshit crazy.

>Word on the street is she was transfered because she killed someone on her old school.

>But those are rumors.

>Usually rumors aren't true... right?

>In any case, she has been alone for a long time, without having a single friend.

>And that pains me.

>So I decided to talk to  her.

>So I worked up my courage as I got up to get to her table.

"Uh... Is this seat taken?"

>"No, why?"

>Tough crowd.

"Mind if I sit here?"

>"Why?"

>Cold.

"Because I want to."

>"Aren't you scared of me?"

"Why should I? You're not ugly."

>"Don't try to be funny. I know you heard the rumors, I think everyone heard them."

>Straight to the point.

"No. They're just rumors, right? I only believe in the truth."

>That was the first time I looked her in the eyes.

>I expected a cold glare from those eyes, but I was wrong.

>"Well, suit yourself."

>At least it was progress.

"Oh, that reminds me, even though we're in the same class I still don't know your name. I know it starts with P--"

>"It's Pinkamena. Pinkamena Diane Pie."

"I'm Anonymous. Can I call you Pinkamena?"

>"Yes."

"Listen, do you have anything to do after school?"

>"Why do you want to know?"

>Ouch.

"I was wondering if... You wanted some company."

>"For?"

"I could walk you home if you didn't mind."

>"Whatever. I'm free after school anyway, if you want something just talk to me."

>Now I understand the rumors.

>Yeah, she's a bit cold, but so what?

>But still, it felt like she was gradually putting her guard down.

>And that was a good sign.

>"Goodbye Anonymous. I'll see you at class."

>She picked up her tray and left the cafeteria.

>But there was something different in that sentence.

>It didn't had the cold vibes from all the other things she said.

>Like she wanted something.

>Maybe she was liking that attention.

 

>A few hours passed.

>The bell that marked the ending of our daily classes was almost ringing.

>Obviously, I could care less about the end of the classes or the bell.

>Not when my mind is completely filled with that flowing pink hair and those mesmerizing blue eyes of hers.

>After talking to her, it was pretty obvious she liked the attention I gave her.

>And I just couldn't avoid looking at her.

>Eventually, the bell rings, which caused me to wake up from my thoughts.

>"Class dismissed!"

>As soon as the teacher said those words, I got up and went to Pinkamena's desk.

>It was all tidy and clean.

>She seemed like a good student.

>Better than me at least.

"So... Mind if I walk you home?"

>"You still want... to walk me home?"

>She seemed surprised, why, I will never know.

"I was being serious during lunch."

>"I guess it doesn't hurt to have company once in a while..."

>The way she ended that sentence was completely different too.

>Like if that cold personality of hers was slowly melting.

>It still needed a lot of heat to finally melt fully though.

"That's great to hear. So, let's go?"

>"Yeah..."

>It stopped snowing too.

>As soon as we left the building, we could see the white background.

>But I didn't comment on it, I knew her answer anyway.

>So we just started our journey.

>Until I decided to break the ice.

"I love this landscape. I really like this snowy weather. What about you Pinkamena?"

>"It's alright I guess..."

>The rest of the walk was pretty uneventful to say the least.

>At least until I decided to dig a little deeper about her past.

"Say, can I ask you one thing Pinkamena?"

>"Go ahead."

"The rumors about you killing a classmate... Are they real?"

>When I finished the sentence, she looked away into the distance.

>It was a sign.

>A sign that said that I screwed up asking her that.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked that. It's pretty obvious you wouldn't kill a person..."

>"Even if I said I didn't, would you believe in me?"

>Her way of speaking totally changed.

>It looked a lot more natural than before.

>I soon realized she stopped walking.

>I was just a few meters in front of her.

>"I never killed anyone... I swear..."

>Then I realize I was seeing a totally different side of this mystery girl.

>A soft side of hers.

>And when I looked into her eyes again, I saw a surprising sight.

>She was crying.

>I had no reaction, I never thought I'd see her cry.

"I believe in your words."

>Her eyes widened.

>"You... believe in me?"

"Why shouldn't I?"

>She lifted her head as I walked to her.

"It must be cold, no? Here, take my scarf."

>A lot of tears could be seen rolling from her eyes as I put my scarf around her neck.

>"Thank you Anonymous..."

"Why are you thinking me?"

>"Until today, I was just the killer girl to everyone... The truth is, something happened..."

>She suddenly hugged me.

>It was an unexpected turn of events.

>So I hugged her back.

>"Can... Can we go to your home Anonymous?"

"Yes, but there's one condition."

>"What... What is it?"

>At this point she was probably scared about my condition.

"You have to call me Anon from now on. Deal?"

>"Deal..."

 

>And so we arrived my home.

>She was a bit scared when we entered, either that or curious.

>As soon as we entered the living room, it started hailing hard.

>She did a wise decision coming to my place.

>I started up the fireplace to warm up the cold room.

"Are you comfortable?"

>"Yes Anon, thank you."

"It's fine. And you don't need to be so formal. Anyway, I'm going to make some hot chocolate for me, do you want some too?"

>"If it's not too much work for you..."

"Give me a second then, just make yourself at home."

>So I went to the kitchen as she inspected the room.

>I grabbed two mugs, milk and the cocoa powder.

>Chocolate.

>Such a bitter thing, but such a sweet thing as well.

>Just like a certain someone.

>After a while I came back to the living room.

>And there she was waiting for me.

>That pink-haired perfection.

"It's hot, so be careful."

>"Thanks Anon. It's really kind of you."

"You're the guest."

>And for the first time since I met her...

>I saw her smiling.

>She was actually giggling...

>And it was a pleasant sight.

>"Why are you so surprised?"

"Oh, nothing, never mind."

>"I see."

>Her giggles were beautiful.

"So, Pinkamena..."

>But she didn't let me finish the sentence.

>"Silly Anon, don't call me Pinkamena! Call me Pinkie!"

>Her personality completely changed.

"Uh... Ok. Can I ask you a delicate question?"

>"Go ahead Anon!"

>I mustered up my courage as the steam from the hot chocolate rose in the air.

"Could tell me more about those rumors?"

>"What do you mean Anon?"

"Can you tell me what happened?"

>It was pretty obvious she didn't like that question.

>And I guess I could understand why she didn't like it.

>"Well Anon, you win. I'll tell you what happened."

"It's ok if you don't want to tell."

>"No, no. I'll speak. Anyway, it all started last year... I was still going to another school a bit far away. I was pretty popular around them, in fact, my group was pretty popular. But then a new girl appeared. Her name was Twilight Sparkle. At first I thought she was alright, so I threw her a welcome party. She didn't like it at all and called me childish for doing a thing like that, and people started avoiding me out of the blue because «Miss Twilight Sparkle is soooo mature and cool.» So I pulled a little prank on her, but..."

>At this point she couldn't contain the tears anymore and started crying again.

>"But... But it went horribly wrong and I severely injured her... I swear... I SWEAR I DIDN'T MEAN TO! I'M SORRY"

>She couldn't talk anymore due to her crying.

>It wasn't hard to deduce what happened next.

>Either she survived and Twilight spread rumors of Pinkie wanting her dead.

>Or Twilight died and Pinkie was blamed for her death.

"It's ok, don't cry anymore..."

>I couldn't do much, I hugged her as I let this story sink in.

>The steam from the hot chocolate was still going up in the air.

>"Thank you Anon... Thank you..."

"It's fine Pinkie..."

>And so she stayed in my arms for a while...

 

>The next day I woke up extremely early.

>Maybe it was because of the events of the last day.

>It was too much action for one day.

>Anyway, I promised Pinkie I'd pick her up today.

>So I got ready and went to pick her up.

>As soon as I opened the door to leave my house, I saw her waiting for me already.

>"HELLO ANON!"

>Holy shit, she really changed.

"Hi Pinkie, woke up early?"

>Even her hair was different.

>She didn't have the straight hair anymore, now it was all puffy.

>And it was beautiful too.

>"What's holding you Anon? Let's go!"

>And this new personality of hers wasn't bad either.

"Yeah, lets."

>And so we started to walk to school.

>We apparently had a lot of thing in common as well.

>And she really needed a friend.

>Everything was fine.

>Until we arrived to the school.

>All kind of looks were upon us.

>"Haha! Look at Anon with the killer girl!"

>"Do you think Anon has anything to do with her?"

>"Maybe they date."

>"So that means Anon is a killer too!"

>She instantly grabbed my arm.

>"I'm sorry Anon, I didn't want to put you through this..."

"It's fine Pinkie, ignore them."

>We kept walking until our classroom.

>We still had a lot of time left, which was good.

>Apparently a new student would be joining us.

>Pinkie got excited.

>"Oooh! A new student! Maybe we could throw him a party!"

"Calm down Pinkie. We still don't know who he or she is."

>The bell rang a few minutes after that.

>The teacher eventually walked in.

>"Students, today we have a new student joining us. I want you to be nice to her."

>"Ooooh! I can't wait!!"

>Pinkie was really excited.

>"You can come in now!"

>And so, a new girl walked through the door.

>She had long, somewhat dark blue hair with some shades of purple and pink.

>She was tall and had purple eyes.

"She's cute isn't she Pinkie?"

>But I got no reply.

>"Pinkie?"

>And then I looked at her.

>Pinkie's eyes widened.

>She started shaking too.

>This couldn't be good.

>"Hello! My name is Twilight Sparkle! I hope we can get along!"

>Only then I understood Pinkie's reaction.

>She saw a ghost.

>"Why don't you sit over there next to Pinkamena and Anonymous?"

>"Ok!"

>Uh oh.

>Twilight really sat next to us.

>"Hello Pinkamena. Surprised to see a ghost?"

"So you're Twilight Sparkle..."

>"Oh? Are you her boyfriend? Quite a catch Pinkamena, I have to say."

>Pinkie's fluffy hair just went straight again.

>How does she do that?

>"We... We aren't dating... We're just friends..."

>"Oh my, that means I can have him for myself then!"

>For a second there I wondered if she was actually being serious.

>By the look on her face she was.

>Not sure if I should be happy or not.

>Other than that, the classes went well.

>Except Pinkie had to go to the infirmary.

>But that was understandable.

>From what I could see, Twilight had it all: she was beautiful, smart, popular...

>What all girls want to be.

>Eventually the bell rang for lunch break.

>I was going to have lunch with Pinkie.

>She said she'd bake something for us.

>Apparently, she's good at baking and helped in a friend's bakery.

>So I picked her up at the infirmary.

"Are you ok Pinkie?"

>"Yes... I'm better now..."

"Come on, let's go outside, I know a pretty good place for a picnic."

>And so, we went to the school gardens.

>Our lunch was going pretty well.

>She's a good baker.

>But I felt that I had to pick this up.

"Pinkie... Don't worry about Twilight, I'll be by your side no matter what, I swear!"

>She nodded.

>"Thank you Anon."

>Her smile didn't last for long though.

>"Hello friends. Can I join you?"

>Even though it was a new voice, I already knew it.

"No Twilight, you can't."

>"Come on, it will be fun!"

>She sat next to me anyway, that girl doesn't know how to take a no.

>"Soooooooooo Pinkie... Tell me, do we look good together?"

>Twilight hugged me close.

>And I guess that's a horrifying sight for her.

>Losing the only friend she made.

>"So, what do you think? Don't we look cute?"

"Let go of me Twilight."

>"What?"

"Let go of me Twilight."

>"Why are you acting like that? Don't you like me?"

>She had a point.

"It doesn't matter if I like you or not, I just don't want you to hold me like that when we barely know each other."

>"Fun killer..."

>Twilight finally let hold of me, but she whispered a thing to me.

>"I'm not going to let you off the hook."

>It sent chills down my spine.

>Twilight stood up.

>"Well guys, I hope we can get along! Later!!"

>To be honest, I didn't understand Twilight's personality at all.

>At least she seems determined.

"Bye Twilight."

>"B... Bye T... Twilight..."

>And so, she left.

>Pinkie started crying again.

>Not hard to understand why.

"Don't worry Pinkie... I won't leave your side..."

 

>And this kept going for about a week.

>Me and Pinkie were becoming more intimate every day.

>And unfortunately, so was Twilight.

>She didn't give up and still tried to get me.

>And she went as far as kissing me today.

>It was a big blow for Pinkie.

>Not that I wanted to kiss her, but I should have avoided it.

>It was snowing today as well.

>"Anon!"

>Suddenly Pinkie called me.

>Apparently, I was drowning in my thoughts.

"Pinkie, I'm sorry, I didn't want to kiss her I promise!"

>"I know. I'm going to have a talk with Twilight after school to settle this once and for all."

>The way she said that scared me.

>I don't know why, but it did.

>It was on my head until the classes finished.

>And the final ring of the bell came.

"Pinkie, promise me you won't do anything you'll regret later."

>"I won't Anon, I promise. Wait for me on the gates, I'll try to be quick."

>According to Pinkie, Twilight already knew about this.

>So I went to the gates while Pinkie was going to meet Twilight.

>Not that I don't trust Pinkie, but I had to follow her to see what would happen.

>I eventually found them, they were exiting the school to some nearby woods.

>I had bad feels about that.

>So I followed them.

>They stopped, so I hid myself.

>"Well Pinkie, why did you call me here?"

>"Why did you kiss Anon?"

>"Oh? Because I really love Anon!"

>"Don't feed me that kind of shit! WHY DO YOU WANT HIM?!"

>I never saw Pinkie that mad.

>"But Pinkie, I'm being honest!"

>"Don't call me Pinkie EVER AGAIN!"

>Twilight got close to Pinkie's ear and whispered a few words.

>I couldn't figure much of it.

>From what she said, I could only understand "Anon doesn't deserve to be friends with a killer slut in pink."

>Then she laughed.

>And Pinkie snapped.

>The next thing I saw was horrifying, but it was so fast I couldn't see it at all.

>Pinkie stabbed Twilight in her stomach.

>"Why did you came back? Why?! Do you want to haunt me?! You should be dead! You shouldn't remain in this world!!"

>"So you... Want to kill me again?"

>I had no words to describe what I saw.

>"Does Anon know... The whole story?"

>What did she mean with "The whole story?"

>"Goodbye Pinkie... See you in hell..."

>And so Twilight fell in the cold snow, dead.

>She had a red deathbed.

>But it wasn't over.

>Pinkie came to the place where I was hiding.

>I was scared.

>I was scared she would kill me next.

>No, Pinkie was not a mindless killer.

>She had to have a reason.

>Then she broke the silence.

>"I'm sorry Anon... I... I didn't want to do this..."

>She broke down in tears.

"Pinkie... It's ok. I promised I would stay by your side forever."

>"R... Really Anon?"

"Really."

>I hugged her.

>But something still felt off in all of this.

>Wasn't Twilight supposed to be dead?

>"Can... Can we go to your home Anon?"

"Sure Pinkie... Let's go."

>I helped her standing up.

>"Hey Anon..."

"What?"

>"Do... Do you love me?"

>So I gave her the only answer possible.

>We shared a kiss.

>And it felt so right.

>"Anon..."

"What?"

>"Can you hold my hand?"

"Yeah... I can..."

>And so we walked towards the sunset with my hand entwined in her delicate hand bathed in crimson.

>And it couldn't feel more right.

>THE END!

 

 

 

 

>"Looks like she still doesn't believe in Magic..."