Chapter 1

It was sunny, bright, and happy-go-lucky in Ponyville. All the ponies were going about their daily business matters: Octavia was rehearsing for a concert in Manehattan, Lyra and BonBon were setting up town hall for an event, Derpy and the Doctor were busy inventing things in the Tardis, and the Mane Six were busy doing their own things as well.

Pinkie Pie was at Sugar Cube Corner, making cupcakes. She was humming to her tune: "Smile".

"Hey, Gummy," the party pony said to her pet alligator; he blinked his eyes.

"Should I make these with chocolate coloured cake, or vanilla?"

Gummy blinked both his purple eyes again.

Pinkie gasped with practical stars in her sky blue eyes.

"Both?! Of course!" she exclaimed happily.

So, she baked a marble cake with chocolate and vanilla frosting, so that would match the cake as well. Pinkie smiled a wide smile.

"I couldn't have done it without ya, Gummy!" she giggled, kissing the green one's cheek.

Gummy opened up his toothless mouth and started gnawing on his owner's pink nose. Pinkie giggled as she found it funny. Suddenly, the mare felt something familiar on her body react.

"Huh?"

She looked down at her cutie mark and saw it illuminating! She gasped dramatically.

"The Map! It's calling me!" she squealed.

Pinkie may have been slightly airheaded, but she knew to be somewhat serious when it came to answering a call like this. See, whenever there was a friendship problem somewhere in Equestria, she and some of her other selected friends would go there and heed its call. Once, she got sent to a town where everyone had the same cutie mark: An equal sign! However, she had gotten her cutie mark ripped off of her flank at that town. She got it back in the end, but it was still a very scary experience. Another time, the Map called her and Rainbow Dash to a place called Griffonstone. When they went there, they found Gilda Griffon, and they thought they needed to get a golden statue. However, what they really needed to do was teach Gilda and the other griffon's about friendship and caring.

"Twilight!" an eager Pinkie Pie burst into the throne room belonging to her alicorn friend. "I came as soon as I saw my flank glowing! What's the problem?!"

Twilight Sparkle was a purple alicorn princess who was the Princess of Friendship, and she was also a bookworm. She came off of her throne and stared at Pinkie.

"Oh, hehe, right…" the pink mare gave off wryly, "You don't know what the problem is until you go to where it is."

Twilight nodded and smiled.

Pinkie hopped over to the map to see where she-and/or a friend-had to go this time. However, when she got there, she saw something she had never seen on the map before: A single cutie mark hovering over the location. That cutie mark was hers. What did this mean?

"That's strange…" Twilight puzzled, "Only you have to go, Pinkie."

"Oooo!~" was her reply.

"Maybeit'sbecausethere'sapartythatneedsplanningandonlyIcangothereandplanit!"

Twilight's purple eyes shrunk down, her ears drooped, and she was speechless. She then took in a breath like Cadence taught her to do.

"Well, maybe so," the alicorn said, turning.

Pinkie grinned from ear-to-ear.

*Squee*

"Well, then," Pinkie Pie said in a as-a-matter-of-fact tone, "I'd better start packing and go to…

Where again?" she asked.

"Manehattan." Twilight replied.

"Manehattan!" Pinkie repeated.

Pinkie had packed bits, warm clothes, swim clothes, and of course, her party cannon! She was just hopping down the road to the train station, when she saw a grey mare with tar black hair on her way somewhere too.

Now, Pinkie knows everypony in town, so, she knows that this mare is:

"Octavia Melody!"

The grey earth pony looked over and saw her.

"Oh, you're that mare that was at the Gala making my cello performance all wonky." the British mare said plainly.

Pinkie Pie gasped.

"You DO remember me!" she exclaimed, glomping Octavia who flinched.

"Where are you headed?" Pinkie inquired, tilting her head.

"Manehattan," came her reply.

"Wow! What a coincidence! I'm going there too!" Pinkie said, hopping up and down.

"That's… nice." Octavia said hesitantly.

"Hey! Maybe we should hang out there, together! We could learn about each other more!" Pinkie suggested, zooming about. "I mean, I may know a lot about everypony here, but you are like a mystery to me! Isn't that straaaange?~"

Octavia's violet eyes shrunk. Now, Octavia didn't have any trouble with getting to know anypony, even if they were a little eccentric. However, Pinkie Pie was a little too eccentric for her likings. She wanted to say no, but she knew that even if she said no, Pinkie Pie would still not leave her alone!

"Ehem… alright... " she gave off a mental sigh and a groan.

Pinkie jumped up with glee! "WHOOPEE!"

Octavia shook with fear; this was going to be a strange visit to Manehattan.

After buying the tickets, finding their seats, Pinkie and Octavia were stuck for conversation. Well, Octavia was. Pinkie, of course, would not stop talking! She went from talking about her life, her cutie mark, and then she talked about frosting!

"Uh, Pinkie?" Octavia tried.

Pinkie halted after saying, "And then I said, "Oatmeal? Are you cra-?!"

And then she decided to listen to Octavia's words.

"This is all very… fascinating, but, maybe we should discuss normal matters, yes?" the British mare requested.

Pinkie stared blankly at Octavia. 'Normal? What does normal mean?' the pink pony thought. 'Woah! My voice echos in my head! Echo… echo… Wait, what was I thinking about again? Oh, yeah!'

Pinkie looked back up at Octavia who was just across from her. "What's normal?" she asked in a clueless tone.

Octavia face-hooved herself, baring her teeth.

"Nevermind…" she grumbled.

Instead, they decided to talk about why they were going to Manehattan.

"I'm going to perform a concert there. I hope that nothing goes wrong like it did at the Gala." Octavia explained, glancing at Pinkie Pie.

"Oooh! Glancing is fun!" she clapped her hooves together. "My turn!"

She too shot a glance at the pony across from her. Octavia rolled her eyes at the ceiling. Pinkie did too, but she didn't see anything, which made her confused.

"So, why are you traveling to Manehattan?" Octavia asked.

Pinkie looked back down at her. "Well, you see…" she began, "My friend, Princess Twilight, has a map that tells each of us where to go to usually resolve a friendship problem!" she finished in a speedy voice.

Octavia had a poker face.

"If that's so, then why isn't anyone else with you?" she asked.

"Oh! It's just me! The map only called me!" Pinkie replied.

"But why?" Octavia asked.

Pinkie opened her mouth to speak, but then stopped.

"Huh… I don't know." she said, "We don't really know how the map works. We just do what it tells us."

Octavia looked confused and quizzical. "Uh-huh…" she said slowly.

"Hey! I can talk slowly too!" Pinkie said.

"Okey-dokey-lokey...~" she added, stretching her words.

Octavia sighed.

"You know," Pinkie said, "If I'm not too busy trying to solve the friendship problem, I'll come see you perform!"

Octavia gasped, her eyes shrunk, and her jaw dropped down to the floor. She was all for ponies coming to see her perform, but not Pinkie Pie! After what happened at the Grand Galloping Gala, she had always been kind of scared to perform in fear of Pinkie or another pony just like her spoiling her performance.

"Erm… that's quite alright, Pinkie…" Octavia tried, being careful not to hurt her feelings.

"You really don't have to…" she gulped.

"Oh, come on!" Pinkie scoffed, "You don't have to be so modest! I'll come to your performance! You were soooo nice to come around with me to Manehattan, so, it's the least I can do to repay you!"

Octavia tried to argue again, but found that her voice was lost. She had no choice but let Pinkie Pie come to her performance.

Soon, the train had found its way to the station in Manehattan, unloading its passengers. Pinkie hopped out of the car, Octavia following closely behind. Octavia had not only packed her suitcase full of all the necessities she'll need for Manehattan, but also a big case for her cello. Pinkie offered to help her with her luggage, but Octavia rapidly-but politely-denied her. Pinkie was confused, but didn't object to the blackett's request.

"Now, you just go off and do… whatever it is that you're supposed to do." Octavia said, once arriving at the hotel, "I have to check in here and get a room!"

The cellist walked into the hotel's main lobby room where ponies had been waiting, checking in and checking out.

The desk clerk asked, "Names?" which confused Octavia.

"Names? But there's only one me." she pointed out.

The desk clerk shook his head and pointed behind her. Octavia looked back and gasped.

"Hey, Octavia!" the voice said.

"Pinkie Pie! What in the bloody heck are you doing here?!" she snapped, her left bottom eyelid twitching.

"Well, for one: You left your suitcase behind, silly!" she explained, holding up the leather suitcase.

Octavia's violet eyes shrunk slightly.

"Oh… Thanks." she mumbled and took the case and set it by her cello which resided in its own case.

"And second of all: I don't know what it is I'm supposed to do here! So, I don't know where to go!" Pinkie continued.

Octavia bared her teeth.

"So, that brings us to the third thing: I want to stay with you during my time here!" Pinkie squealed.

Sweat beads covered Octavia's head, neck, and everywhere else in between! First, she wants to come with her on the train, next she wants to come to her concert, and now this?!

"Why can't you just get your own room?!" Octavia asked dryly.

"Because, I don't have enough bits for that!" Pinkie replied.

"Ugh! Fine! You can stay with me!" Octavia groaned.

"Whee!" Pinkie cheered.

Octavia only rolled her eyes again.

Done! This is my new Romantic Comedy/Friendship fanfiction! No! This isn't going to be OctaviaxPinkiePie!

R&R!