A/N: Hey! Just another fic I've been working on lol. Dunno how long it's gonna go, or if it's even gonna go on. But here it is!
"And that is aaaaallll…that wuv's abouuuuut…"
"And we'll recaaaallll…as time runs ouuuuuut!..."
"That it onlyyyy…took a momeeeeeeent,"
"To be wuuuuuved...a whole life looooong!"
Carrie had just finished watching PON-E, the story of a lowly peasant pony named PON-E vying for the love of Twilly, princess and heir to the throne of Luna, kingdom of ponies and friendship. Twilly had finally learned the meaning of love, and the two of them joined hooves and shared a long, slow, passionate nuzzle (which was basically a kiss in pony terms). It was extremely babyish, as evidenced by the use of the word "wuv" in place of "love", but it had a lot of emotional moments, and the mood of the ending was just so beautiful that Carrie couldn't help but cry!
"Ahhhh, ponies are so pretty…" Carrie whispered to herself. Suddenly, she heard knocking on her door. She quickly shut off her TV, stashed her DVD's under her bed, and assumed a casual position on the couch. "Come in!" she called.
"Hey, Carrie!" It was Gumball and Darwin. "I was just wondering if you had a PON-E dvd…"
"Um, uh…no, why would I have that lame kid's movie?" she asked, pretending to be annoyed.
"Larry said some ghost girl rented their only copy, and you were the only ghost girl I know. I dunno, I just figured maybe you rented it for laughs?"
"Ha! I wouldn't waste my time on such garbage...why're you looking for it anyway?"
"Anais wanted to watch it. She's a fan of Pick-a-Star movies and ponies, so a Pick-a-Star movie about ponies was something she definitely wanted to see."
"Well, I don't have it."
"Yeah, I guess it was silly of me to ask. Well, see you at school tomorrow!" Gumball and Darwin left her house.
Phew, she thought. Her secret was safe for another day. She flipped the TV back on and watched the credits roll to the song High in the Sky.
At school the next day…
"Studies and statistics have shown that, while most teenagers and 'pre-teens' have grown out of watching cartoons, many continue to do so late into adulthood."
Mr. Small started his boring lecture on kids growing up. It was putting the entire class to sleep. Unfortunately, Carrie, being a restless ghost, was forced to listen to the entire thing. But then, things got interesting…
"One show in particular has garnered a surprising amount of fans well older than its target demographic of five-year old girls. A show about ponies. Would anyone like to know the name of this show?"
Carrie was tempted to raise her hand. But she couldn't do that – the whole class would find out about her love of ponies, and she wouldn't be allowed in the emo club anymore! Then again…
"Anyone at all? No? Then I guess we're moving on."
She looked around the classroom. No one was paying attention to him – Alan drew a face on his back and turned around to sleep, Penny, Carmen, Teri, and Molly were discussing their latest cheer routine via text, Dolly melted into her cone because she was assigned the window seat that day, and Gumball and Darwin never notice what's going on around them in class. Quickly she rose her hand and caught Mr. Small's attention.
"Oh, Carrie, you're interested in ponies?"
"N-no, I just wanted to laugh at it and make everyone who watches that show feel bad about themselves. Geez."
"Young lady, you should know, I don't condone that kind of behavior. I'll expect you in my office after school for detention. Now, moving on…"
Ugh… Carrie thought as she sighed. At least no one noticed her making a big deal about the name of the show.
When class finally ended, she headed to Mr. Small's office for her one hour detention. Bobert waited for her around the corner.
"So, you are into ponies?" he said loud enough for Jamie to hear. She stopped, sensing an opportunity to insult someone.
Carrie panicked. "Uh, no, I hate ponies! What ever gave you the idea that I would ever like some stupid…flea-ridden…quadrupedal…flea-bag! Ugh!" she tried to say as convincingly as she could.
"But according to my observations in class-"
"Hey, Bobert, there's an electrical problem in the janitor's closet here, why don't you go check it out?" Carrie says, shoving him inside and locking the door. "Hmph. Dork." Carrie says to Jamie.
"He he, yeah, what a dork." Jamie says, walking off satisfied that someone got hurt.
Carrie phased through the locked door to talk to Bobert.
"Sorry about that." Carrie apologized for shoving him in the closet and calling him a dork.
"None taken." Bobert awkwardly replied.
"Huh?"
"Wrong phrase. What I meant was, 'No problem'."
Carrie gave him a look. "Anyway, do you know what show Mr. Small was talking about?"
"So you really are into ponies."
"Shhh! Yes, I watched A Pony's Tail and that made me obsessed with ponies, okay?"
"Ha-ha-ha, ponies. Did you know that ponies-"
"That's great, Bobert, but focus! What TV show was Mr. Small talking about?"
"I don't know." Bobert stated matter-of-factly.
"…What?" Carrie got a little annoyed. "Then why did you stop to ask me if I liked ponies?"
"Just making 'small talk', as you organics say."
Carrie picked up the mop bucket and held it above Bobert, intending to short him out.
"Wait! If you want to know about ponies, why not talk to Gumball? His sister forces him to watch those kinds of shows with her." Bobert said, backing away from the ghost.
"Hmm, all right. I'll give it a shot. But I can't have you walking around knowing my secret." Carrie said, dumping the water over him.
Bobert buzzed as his systems failed, and Carrie quickly hit the button to reset his memory. "See ya, Bobert!" she cried, as she left for detention.
"Who…is Bobert?" he said confusedly.
When Carrie finally got out of Mr. Small's cramped office, she immediately ran out to find Gumball. As expected, he was long gone. He tends to go straight home after school.
Drat, she thought. What am I going to do now?
Suddenly, she heard tiny footsteps behind her.
What, did someone bring a baby to school?
It wasn't a baby, though – it was Anais!
"Hey! You!" Carrie called out to the cute pink rabbit.
"Huh?"
"Aren't you Gumball's little sister?"
"Sorry, I'm not supposed to talk to strangers."
Carrie laughed. "I'm not a stranger. You went to that Halloween party with me, remember?"
Anais pondered a bit. "Oh yeah! You called me a 'baby disguised as a cheesecake', then left me to hang out in the rain…" she said flatly, walking away annoyed.
"Wait!" Carrie called out. Anais ignored her.
"Wait, um…your brother asked me to…pick up some DVD's for you to watch tonight?"
"I'm listening…"
"Sorry if it was supposed to be a surprise. He mentioned some kind of 'pony' TV series? That a lot of older kids are into, as well?"
"Oh, ew, ponies…" Anais replied in disgust. "I stopped obsessing over pony movies after 'A Pony's Tail'. That movie was lame."
Carrie flared up in anger. "You take that back!" she yelled, instantly covering her mouth when she realized what she had done.
Anais looked amused. "Why do you care about my opinion on a pony movie? Unless…you're a closet pony lover!" she teased.
"N-no I'm not, shut up!" Carrie was sweating by now.
"Hmph. Who's the little teeny weeny baby cheesecake now?" Anais taunted. She loved getting revenge.
"Look, you'd better keep quiet about this, or I'll…I'll…!" Carrie struggled to think of a threat.
"You'll what?"
"I'll do this!" Carrie was hesitant to resort to this, but her challenge pushed her over the edge. She forcefully made her way into Anais's mouth and possessed her. She turned a sickly pink and snarled a bit. She looked like some lunatic zombie! "If you tell anyone, then I'll take your body on a joy ride, got it?" Carrie eased her grip for a moment, giving control back to Anais to let her respond to her proposal.
"Okay! Okay, I won't tell anyone! Sheesh."
Carrie released herself from Anais's body. "I'll know if you tell anyone. So you better watch yourself." Anais just shivered and walked towards her father's car. Carrie floated home.
As she pulled up to her front door, a thought occurred to her. If Anais wasn't into ponies anymore, why did Gumball ask for the PON-E DVD on her behalf?