>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..."