Pinkie pie looked around the room. It was blank. No doors. No windows. Nothing except for her, the chair she was strapped to, the blank white celing, the blank white floor, and the four blank white walls. It was annoying.
Her mind needed stimulation. She did not want to think on what might have caused her to be here, or possible reasons she was strapped to the chair with leather straps, she just needed to be entertained.
She sighed and tried to relax after hours of searching and finding absolutely nothing.
She pondered on how she got here, where she was, and why there was absolutely NOTHING in the room.
The last thing she remembered was visiting Twilight. She had been feeling down lately, having received not letters from any of her out of town friends recently.
That may have been due to the mail carriers messing up, but normally she received at least 30 letters a week. However, this week, she had received none.
She went to Twilight, hoping to have her mention something like, "oh didn't I mention? Celestia is having huge reforms of the Mail Pony system, letters arriving may take a lot more time than normal."
That sure would have calmed her fears, and she would have been out the door quickly. Sadly, this is not what occurred.
When Pinkie arrived at the tree-house she was shocked to discover what seemed to be a party. Inside were all of her friends, and a good portion of her and twilight's friends. They seemed to be having fun yet discussing something serious.
She climbed to a window and dropped a string can to listen in.
"So, should we get her here or wait until this is done?" Twilight. What could she mean by that?
"Nah, lets just not tell her, she's been so sad lately she won't want to hear this." Rainbow, but who was sad? Surely pinkie would have noticed and cheered them up already!
"But darling, that would be cruel, he planned this just for her and us. We should make sure she sees it!" Rarity, but who was the he? and the she? Pinkie hated the pronoun game!
"You're right, lets get him to go get her." Twilight again. But who were they talking about. Pinkie figured the conversation was done, and pulled back the can. She sat on a branch of the tree, where she could see the interior and the door of the tree-house without being seen by those approaching.
She sighed, who could they be talking about? And why wouldn't they tell her about this party? She could have helped plan it? And who was so sad that she didn't even notice?!
The door creaked open. Pinkie looked down, and to her surprise found the other equestrian favorite party pony, Cheese Sandwich, in a suit?! That was odd. Pinkie decided to follow him. She quickly found a disguise and followed Cheese discreetly.
The bulk of her costumed caused pinkie to not feel her Pinkie Sense. She was clonked on the head by a falling branch, causing her to scream and pass out. The last thing pinkie remembered seeing was a worried cheese over her.
I hope you all enjoyed chapter one. This will likely be only a two shot. :)