>Jorg flitted about his home impatiently
>”[Come on mom, I’m old enough to make my own decisions now!]”
>somewhat of a black sheep amongst Breezies, Jorg always had felt the call of adventure
>while most would prefer to stay safe at home, and only venture out when absolutely necessary
>Jorg always wanted to go out and brave the unknown
>of course, his parents would have none of it
>”[It is just a phase you’re going through]”
>”[Breezies aren’t meant to leave their home]”
>”[It’s far too dangerous to go out there]”
>all throughout their youth, Breezies are taught of the dangers of getting trapped on the other side of the portal
>beasts and monsters abound, ready to lead a poor Breezie to their doom
>of course boodeymen and tall-tales never scared Jorg much
>if anything, it only fueled his insatiable thirst to explore
>and now, he had come of age for a Breezie
>the portal outside was open
>this was his big chance to live his dream
>there was nothing to stop him from going out into the greater world
>or so he thought
>Jorg had not accounted for the sheer power of parental glaring
>and now he was stuck, travel gear all loaded up
>but with a very adamant mother blocking the front door
>”[No son of mine is going to go out on a fool adventure and get himself hurt – or worse!]”
>Jorg attempted to stammer out something, anything
>she shot him a withering gaze that stopped any protest, dead cold
>defeated, he hung his head low
>”[Now go back up to your room and put away that ridiculous getup!”]
>to cowed to even respond, Jorg slowly plodded his way back into his room
>when he arrived, he gently shut the door behind him
>he made his way to the window
>nothing was going to get in the way of his grand adventure
***
>the cool night air felt refreshing to Jorg
>he was almost to the portal
>he could see it approaching now
>as he gently soared towards his goal, he made a last minute check to see if he had all his supplies
>food rations, a bedroll, a water canteen and various other assorted tools
>the cave housing the passageway was right before him now
>just inside, was his destination and beyond it, many adventures
>sure, he’d be stuck once the portal closed but he could make do
>at least until the next time it reopened
>he steeled his nerves as he walked the last few feet
>best to conserve as much energy as possible
>he stood before the swirling vortex
>and leapt through
>immediately, Jorg felt the force of a gale slam into him
>the winds buffeted the Breezie, sending him spiraling out of control
>his supplies were torn from his back and were flung into the distance
>the last thing he saw was the ground flying towards him as he careened downwards
***
>a pink blur streaked across the countryside
>Pinkie, as usual, was busy hopping along a path, busy with general Pinkie things
>things that usually included: songs, sweets and of course smiles!
>today, everyone was busy off on their own little adventures
>Twilight was off at Cantrlot for a guest lecture at Celestia’s academy
>Rarity had taken Sweetie to Canterlot as well for a little sisterly fashion shopping
>similarly, Applejack and Applebloom had left to visit Babs Seed and her branch of the family in Manehattan
>Rainbow Dash had volunteered to sponsor Scootaloo for special flight tutoring lessons
>finally, Fluttershy had put her entire cottage under quarantine to care for all the animals with a particularly contagious case of the flu
>so Pinkie was left on her own for today
>but that’s ok!
>it gave her plenty of time to plan her next big party!
>or the next dozen
>she had even brought all her emergency party supplies in a pair of saddlebags
>just in case
>she might even meet a new friend today!
>anything could happen
>she bounced her way down the lane
>she even felt a song coming on!
>just before Pinkie could break into a showtune, she was interrupted by a familiar feeling
>”Oooh! Oooh! Twitchy eyelashes! I haven’t elt that one in a while!”
>she was speaking to no one in particular
>”Lessee… Oh! That one means that I’m about to land on top of a new Breezie friend!”
>she was already in mid hop, hooves flying right towards where Jorg had crash landed
>the sound of screetching tires seemed to come from Pinkie herself as she somehow managed to slow down in midair
>her hooves ground to a half right above the unconscious Breezie
>she craned her head down to investigate what had triggered her Pinkie sense
>a ginormous grin split her face
>”Ohmigosh I knew my Pinkie sense was right”
>she started prattling off, still standing on nothing
>the force of her rambling sent her rocking off to the side
>the moment her hooves were clear of the fallen Breezie, she finally landed with a dull thud
>a small cloud of dust rose from the impact
>it gently drifted over towards the Breezie, sending him into a coughing fit
>Pinkie, who was still jabbering on about how excited she was to find a new friend, didn’t notice the coughing at first
>”It-was-a-good-thing-that-everyone-went-off-after-all-because-then-I-wouldn’t-have-met-“
>she paused her constant stream to take a breath
>in the momentary silence, she finally heard the light coughing
>immediately, her attention switched tracks from babbling back to the Breezie
>Pinkie leaned down close to her new friend, suddenly serious
>he was still unconscious
>”Hey…are you ok?”
>she nudged him tentatively with her nose
>all she got for her efforts was a groan
>she placed a hoof to her chin in contemplation
>”Fluttershy is still caring for all the sick animals at her cottage”
>”Which meant…”
>a lightbulb appeared over her head
>it was up t her to take care of her newfound friend!
>this was going to be great!
>Pinkie began hopping about in excitement
>“Oh we’re going to have so much fun together! First we’ll have a get well party, then a feeling better party and then a new friends party!”
>she let out a little squeak of joy
>Pinkie was so distracted with plans for the future that she didn’t notice where she was hopping
>the last one placed her directly above her new friend
>just like before, she somehow managed to stop just before landing on him
>”Hehehe…oops”
>she gently stepped aside and picked up the still unconscious Breezie with her teeth
>she opened up one of her saddlebags and tossed him in
>he landed roughly on some party supplies, eliciting another groan of discomfort
>either Pinkie hadn’t heard it or was just too excited to notice
>she sped off back towards Ponyville and Sugarcube Corner
>the whole way, Jorg was painfully jostled to and fro
>hopefully, this wasn’t setting the stage for future events
***
>the trip to Pinkie’s home was long and arduous for Jorg
>he had woken up sometime in transit
>the last thing he had remembered was jumping the portal
>he sat up, head throbbing
>it felt like he had flown into a brick wall
>looking around, he realized that he had no idea where he was
>all around Jorg was some sort of fabric, like a gigantic tent
>light was gently filtering in from a crack at the top
>below were several assorted items
>in the dim gloom, he couldn’t quite make out what they were
>everything was in motion
>every so often, an errant jostle would send him flying
>by the end, he was battered and bruised
>just when Jorg was about to look for an avenue of escape, everything stopped
>a bright light appeared overhead before it was eclipsed by a gigantic face
>a gigantic pink face
>he had heard about creatures like this from his parents
>they looked similar to the Breezies but were massive in scale
>this one seemed large enough to eat him up in a single bite
>suddenly he didn’t want to be an adventurer anymore
>he wanted his home and his warm, safe bed
>he wanted to be anywhere but here
>the giant looked right down at him
>it opened its mouth and slowly came down towards him
>frantically looking for an exit, the only one was up, right towards the huge face
>he was trapped!
>this was it, he was going to meet his end in the stomach of a gigantic monster
>why didn’t he listen to his parents? Why didn’t-
>his self-pity was interrupted by the giant teeth grabbing him by his neck
>oh no, it was going to chew him up instead!
>he had completely ignored that the teeth had not closed with enough force to break skin
>he was hoisted up, the world rushing past
>still in a panic, Jorg struggled to break free, begging his captor for mercy
>”[Please let me go! I promise you don’t want to eat me, I’m all skin and wings, not appetizing at all!]”
>he thrashed and swung about to no avail
>eventually, Jorg stopped, partially from exhaustion and partially from giving up in despair
>he hung there, ready to accept his fate at the jaws of the behemoth
***
>Pinkie arrived at the Sugarcube Corner in record speed
>she practically flew up the stairs to her room
>excited to have some fun with her new friend, she pull him out of her bag
>she had completely forgotten the condition she found him in and pulled him out like she would a rubber chicken
>the miniature figure between her teeth was apparently awake though
>he swung back and forth, squeaking something unintelligible
>she sat there for a moment, trying to parse the strange language
>his frantic movements lightly brushed her face, ticking her
>unable to hold it in any futher, she dropped the Breezie on a nearby table, giggling all the while
>”Silly Breezie! I can’t understand a word you’re saying!”
>the Breezie, who appeared to be stunned by the force of hitting the table didn’t respond
>”Now, what can I call you? I can’t just call you ‘Breezie’, that’d be rude!”
>she pulled up a chair and sat down, staring at her still-dazed friend
>”Hmm…how about…Bugsy? Yeah, that’s a great name! Please to meet you Bugsy!”
>she pushed a hoof out to shake Bugsy’s much smaller hoof
>in a miscalculation, it slid too far across and struck the Breezie head-on
>he rolled over head over hooves across the table before coming to a stop near the edge
>”Hahaha, whoopsie, I guess I don’t know my own strength!”
>she was on the other side of the table in a flash
>”But don’t worry, I’ve got just the thing for you!”
>she threw her hooves into the air
>out of nowhere, confetti burst forth and flashing strobe lights descended from the roof
>”A party!”
>she pulled out a blindfold from one of her saddlebags
>”And what is a party without games!”
>she sped off across the room to set up the first game, a massive Breezie shaped piñata
***
>Jorg, who had been knocked almost senseless by the hoof, was beginning to come to
>the world was no longer spinning
>but now the room itself seem to be moving on its own
>it wasn’t until he realized that it was being flooded with strobe and loud music that he could orient himself
>already beaten up pretty badly, he needed to get out before the beast that had captured him finished him off
>he snuck off the table only to topple to the floor below
>sometime during all of the chaos, his wings had sustained damage
>unable to fly, he had the familiar sight of the floor rushing up to greet him
>Jorg collided with the wooden floor with a painful thud
>he shakily rose to all four hooves
>the doorway out was on the other side of the room
>and between it and him was the pink leviathan
>she had already finished setting up the piñata
>and now was busy swinging at it with a blindfold on
>all he had to do was cross a minefield of shuffling hooves and he was home free
>he made a mad dash across
>Jorg only got a few feet before an errant hoof swung and collided with him
>he was sent flying back towards the opposite side of the room
>as he soared through the air, he was unable to right himself due to his weakened wings
>somehow, a full party buffet had been set up at the edge of the room
>he crashed into a bowl of oddly triangular chips
>a fine orange dust covered him as he struggled to climb back out
>the giant pink pony had finally noticed that Jorg was missing
>she was prowling about the room with a distressed loot on her face
>”Syubg? Wrehe idd oyu og bgyus?”
>whatever she had said, it sounded like she was calling a name out
>the color seemed to drain from the monster’s coat and her poofy hair slowly deflated
>she slowly paced about, growing more lethargic with each step
>Jorg dove back into the bowl as she approached the buffet
>a pink pillar dug into the sea of chips
>just his luck, Jorg was fished out along with several chips
>still covered in the orange dust, he was camouflaged amongst all the rest
>the giantic pink pony absent mindedly tossed all the chips into her mouth
>Jorg was tossed about she almost ponderously chewed on the snack
>NOM NOM NOM NOM
>it seemed almost as if she was making exaggerated sounds on purpose
>it was like someone had specifically asked her to do so, just to torture poor Jorg
>he had somehow managed to avoid her teeth each time as they came down with enough force to pulverize him
>one unlucky flick of the tongue and he was flipped onto the hard enamel of several molars
>her jaw began to close, leaving Jorg no room to escape
>just before the teeth came crashing together, they stopped
>her tongue wrapped around him and brought him out of her mouth
>glad to be free, he found himself sitting in the middle of her hoof
>and face to face with her monolithic visage
>”I odnfu uyo Bgsuy”
>her face seemed to brighten at the prospect of finding him
>the other hoof slowly rose above him and stroked his mane
>this elicited a small chuckle as she approached the table from before
>she plopped Jorg down onto the table and poked him with a hoof
>too paralyzed with fear to move, Jorg didn’t react
>a small broke the giantic pony’s lips as she poked him again and again
>each poke felt like getting him with a full body-blow
>Jorg tried to protest the treatment
>”[Please stop! That hurts!]”
>no matter how hard he pleaded, she didn’t seem to understand
>she batted Jorg to and fro, completely unaware of how rough she was being
>little by little, the smile on her face returned as she played with her Breezie like a little doll
>Jorg was at his limit just as the poof returned to his captor’s hair with a sudden spring
>”Graet iead gbysu, tihs aws a umch remo ufn agem ot aylp”
>her voice took on a more buoyant tone as she gazed at Jorg
>he was grasped by her forehooves and brought to her chest in a constricting hug
>”I’m never going to let you go”
>a chill ran down Jorg’s spine
>he didn’t know how but somehow he knew exactly what the behemoth had said
>he looked up into her face to see a beaming smile
>but there was something different behind this one
>there was the promise of no escape
>still constricted with one foreleg, Jorg was unable to move
>the other one reached into her nearby bag to fish out something new
>cradled on her hoof was a glass jar
>a cold sweat hit Jorg as something told him that jar was bad news
>he thrashed about trying to escape as the jar was brought nearer and nearer
>the moment she released Jorg from the hug, he sprung into action
>he hit the tabletop and scrambled across to escape
>he didn’t care where, so long as it was away
>the monster’s face behind him full into a look somewhere between despair and anger
>her hair deflated again as she held the glass jar up high
>she brought the mouth of the jar down on top of Jorg, trapping him inside
>she slipped the lid under the jar and sealed Jorg inside
>luckily, there were already tiny holes in it to let air in
>she flipped the jar about and stared into the glass, shaking it violently
>”Ybsug, oyu slhdou wnok bterte tahn ot rty adn unr waya”
>he didn’t need to understand to know that she was scolding him for trying to escape
>her features softened once more as she held the jar to her chest
>Jorg stared at the monster who had captured him, eyes wide with fear
***
>Pinkie didn’t know why Bugsy wanted to try and escape
>the jar was a particularly nice one
>and it’d keep him nice and safe
>she had even thrown a party for him as well
>it was almost as if he didn’t want to be her friend
>no, it couldn’t be that
>he would’ve told her if that was the case
>he must’ve just been confused
>she looked at her new friend
>he’d be safe in the jar
>besides, they had so many more games to play tomorrow
>she stole one more glance at Bugsy
>yes, he would be ready for more games tomorrow
>why else would his eyes be so wide with excitement?

Fin