More than five hours have passed ever since Pumpkin had been successfully subdued by Pinkie Pie and her friends. Pinkie, Pound and Pumpkin were brought to the Ponyville health & care center; as well as Twilight who also received financial help for all of them from her mentor, Princess Celestia. During this time, the other elements were continuing their everyday routine and cleaning themselves up after their little scuffle with the deadly toddler. After a little while they all went to the center together visit Twilight and the Cake family. When they walked through the entrance, they were greeted by the Element of Magic, Twilight Sparkle, who was already released from her room.

"Twilight," they all shouted.

"Hey girls, took you long enough to get here."

Fluttershy ran over to her, "They let you out of the room already?"

"Yep, it was just a slight concussion," Twilight said while rubbing her head which was covered in bandages, "nothing life-threatening; so the doctors are letting me out today! But they did give a recommendation to not use any magic for at least three days; kind of a bummer."

"Well how's Pinkie Pie, said Applejack, " After all, she is in the worst condition of all of us."

"Well actually, I didn't check yet. I figured that we could all go see how's she is doing. All of her friends, together!"

"Twilight," Rainbow Dash responded, "sometimes you can be so cheesy; but you have a point. Let's go see Pinkie, together!"

They all went to the main desk and ask for directions in the center.

"May I help you," asked one of the workers.

Rarity stepped up with a flourish movement, "Yes darling, we're looking for Pinkie Pie's room; we're her friends you see."

The worker then saw Twilight, their recent released patient a few minutes ago, "Ah yes, of course! We were expecting you. Right this way please."

He led them down a couple of halls until finally, they reached Pinkie's room.

"We appreciate the help, partner," said Applejack.

"No worries, I was glad to help. Have a nice day."

As they slowly walked in the room, they saw the Cakes in there just sitting and holding each other. They felt kind of worried at first.

"Um… Mr. and Mrs. Cake," Twilight called out.

They both looked over and smiled. "Oh, you're all here," said Mrs. Cake, "So Twilight, you're doing well I see."

"Well yeah; but what about…"

"Hi-ya girls," said a familiar perky voice.

They all quickly looked at the hospital bed.

"Pinkie!"

She was in a relaxed laying position wearing a hospital gown. All four of her hooves were wrapped in fully made casts and more medical bandages wrapped around her torso where her chest wound was located. She lightly moved her forehooves around. "That's right! Pinkie Pie is the name, and don't wear it out!"

"Dang it Pinkie," said Applejack in relief, "you guys had us worried for a second."

Pinkie gave a little snort of amusement, "Worry not girls, this par-tay pony is on the way to be fully recovered!" She accidentally raised one of her hooves too far up and caused herself some pain, "OW! Heh, heh; I just have to stay in here for 4 whole days; and even after that, I have to take it easy for a while! Aw man, this is going to suck.

"Yeah, I feel ya," Rainbow responded.

Twilight shook her head, "Well, at least you're doing a whole lot better, and not in a coma or something."

"We should be thanking you, Twilight," said Mr. Cake, "After all, it was your connection with the princess that got you to convince her to help out with the medical expenses to help out with advanced treatment for Pound and Pinkie; as well as Pumpkin."

"Speaking of Pound," said Twilight with a concern tone, "how is he? Will he be okay?"

"Pound is doing very well," Mrs. Cake responded, "He fast asleep right now because of some medicine he took; that way the doctors are able to operate on his wings."

Pinkie looked at her friends, "The Cakes told me that Pound's operation procedure will take at least two to three days, and after that he still has to stay here for two more days for the whole process to be complete."

They all looked at each other with faces of concern and worry.

"Poor thing is going to feel real miserable," said Fluttershy.

Mr. Cake nodded his, "Well it's going to take some time before we all can recover from this traumatic event."

"Aside from his whole wing healing process," Mrs. Cake continued, "the doctors has informed us that Pound has developed a fear of his own sister. He'll start crying if he even sees a picture of her." She started to tear up a bit just thinking about it.

"Well, she did suddenly mangle his wings with a knife;" said Rarity, "I would become fearful of her too."

Twilight glared at her, "Rarity!"

"What, am I wrong?"

"It's not going to be like this forever, you'll see," Pinkie said suddenly. They all looked at her with concern. "Pound will learn to accept her again one day, just you ponies wait!"

A medical earth pony named Nurse Redheart suddenly walked into the room.

"Excuse me, Mr. and Mrs. Cake?"

"Um… yes," they both responded.

"Your daughter's test analyses are done. Would you like to see her?"

They both answered desperately, "Oh, yes; of course!"

Pinkie suddenly spoke up, "Um… excuse me, Miss Redheart?"

"Yes?"

"Is it possible that I could come too; you know if it's safe… for me?"

Nurse Redheart smiled, "Of course you can. Let's get you a mobile bed."

"My friends too," Pinkie added.

Redheart looked at her friends who were awkwardly grinning to see what she said. She just sighed, "Very well; just prepare yourself for what you're about to see."

"Trust us," Rainbow Dash responded, "after what we just went through, nothing could shock us now."

After getting prepared, Nurse Redheart started to lead them all towards the psychiatric ward section of the center. She described most of the situation on the way there.

"What you ponies have witnessed is unlike anything we've ever seen or experienced. Some of our unicorn specialists used a device to explore Pumpkin's recent memories, and…" She had to stop walking for a second, "this child… this foal, she's... a menace. Oh Celestia."

"Is it really that bad," said Mrs. Cake, "Please tell me she all right!"

Mr. Cake put his hoof on wife's shoulder to calm her, even though he was just as worried. He looked at Redheart knowing that they would regret hearing the truth, "So... how bad is it?"

Nurse Redheart continued on while advancing forward, "Our analysis results shows that your daughter indeed suffers from a bi-polar disorder. Normally it wouldn't affect her until later in her childhood; but the high levels of her magical properties caused it to take control much earlier than it should have; plus she's only 1yr old, meaning she doesn't have much control over it right now. We've also confirmed that her magic was being controlled by her emotions; and considering what we saw, it seemed that most of her emotions were aimed at you," pointing at Pinkie, "but I'm sure you already knew that, seeing how you ended up… like that."

Magic controlled by one's emotions, huh," said Applejack, "Kinda makes me glad that I'm not a unicorn." She then looked over at Twilight and Rarity, "No offense.

"None taken," they both responded.

They approached a duel doorway, and Redheart said, "We're here."

They walked into halls of the psychiatric ward, where there were rooms that housed single special patients that had different disabilities and mental problems.

"Damn," said Rainbow Dash softly, "never thought I would walk in here; feels weird."

"Well, that's usually the response of every-pony who's never used to being in this kind of atmosphere," stated Nurse Redheart.

"Look, there she is," said Pinkie.

They reached a certain room that was filled with bright colors and different stuffed toys. The walls were all padded and the door was a huge metal structure with a hoof print security lock. Pumpkin was seen inside the room pacing back and forth with her horn glowing very steadily.

"Just… look at her," said Pinkie, "it's like she feels trapped in a cage and is going stir crazy."

"The look in her eyes," said Mr. Cake, "She wants to desperately leave."

"Why would she want to leave this room," asked Fluttershy, "It's filled with things most normal pony toddlers would adore!"

Rainbow rolled her eyes, "Yeah, except it's obviously confirmed that she's [b]not[/b] normal!"

"Pretty heavy security for psychotic toddler," said Rarity, "but better safe than sorry I guess."

Redheart started to tell them, "We were about to test something with Pumpkin to see if her attitude has changed any since you brought her here. It's the only safe thing we can do right now."

"A test," wondered Pinkie.

"What kind of… test," asked Mr. Cake.

"Just a custom made stuffed plushie for her to play with, that's all."

They were all a bit confused at first; what did a stuffed toy have to do with a test? Suddenly, a ceiling hatch from inside the room opened up and a giant stuffed plushie came down in front of Pumpkin. Pumpkin got startled and quickly lifted it up with her magic; and then she started to look at it very curiously. The toy resembled that of a pink pony with a curly-like mane.

"Hmm, you know what," Pinkie stated, "I think that stuffed toy kind of looks like…"

Before she could finish, everyone looked in slight horror as Pumpkin literally ripped the head off the toy's body and tore off the mane fabric; then she ripped the body part in half vertically. She made a slight insane grin as she let the fluffy pieces fall on the ground in front of her.

"Well…" said Twilight awkwardly, "guess that answers that question."

Mrs. Cake started to sob dramatically into her husband's shoulder upon seeing her child like this. It was still taking a slight toll on her.

Pumpkin sudden turned her glare at the window towards them… and spotted the real Pinkie.

"Uh-oh, she sees us," said Pinkie.

"I think you mean she sees [b]you[/b] amongst us," corrected Rainbow Dash.

Pumpkin stood on all fours and faced in their direction. Her horn began to glow and it fired a spear-like projectile at the window. They all got startled… except Redheart, who just stood there while the projectile dissipated against the window.

"Don't worry," she said, "we've prepared everything in the room. Her magic can't get through no matter how hard she tries."

They all just watched in both slight terror and worry as Pumpkin kept trying to break through to get to Pinkie and finish her off. But she soon stopped; knowing that she couldn't do anything anymore; she lost. She was on her belly flailing her hooves up and while continuously crying her eyes out.

Pinkie began to feel very sorry for the toddler filly; having to deal with a mental problem such as this. "What's going to happen to her?"

"Well we can't just set her free again, obviously;" said Nurse Redheart, "so she has to stay here until she can learn to control her emotions towards you. But I'm afraid that at this stage… that process could take years.

"Ye-years…? Isn't that a bit too much?"

Caring for her safety, Nurse Red heart raised her voice, "You have to understand! All of you have to understand. If we let her out sooner than needed, not only will she still pursue after Pinkie, she might end up hurting others in her way; like she did to you guys."

A complete silence swept across the room as Redheart looked at the little filly who was still crying.

"Look, this is as hard for us to do as it would be for you, but with her unstable magic affecting her brain at this stage, I'm afraid this is the only safe way to go about this; I'm sorry."

Mrs. Cake held her head back up and wiped away a few tears; she then said, "Honey, perhaps... she's right. Maybe this is for the best; for her and us."

"What are you talking about," Pinkie suddenly blurted out, "What are you going to do now!? Pumpkin still needs to be shown love, and an education… she still needs her family. How are you guys going to deal with all of that and work?!"

"D-don't worry Pinkie, everything will work out fine," said Mr. Cake trying to keep a straight face, "that's what you always say, right?"

"We'll still deal with work," said Mrs. Cake, "it's just that we'll have to use some of our breaks and extra time to tend to Pumpkin, and make sure she still receives our company. And we can work together to help Pound get over his fear."

"Plus…" continued Mr. Cake, "we'll still appreciate any help from you in any way you want. You are living with us after all."

"But… it seems so troubling," said Pinkie with tears of stress, "if only I wasn't so hard on her maybe this wouldn't have happened! I have put more stress and responsibilities on your shoulders! I should have just…"

Twilight placed a hoof on her mouth and smiled, "Listen, Pinkie. It's not your fault. None of us could see this coming. But don't worry, everything will be okay; you just have to believe that it will. And we'll be there for you as well if you ever need us. That's what BPFF's are for, right?'

Pinkie looked at the others who were smiling at her; reassuring to make her give in to Twilight's words. She wiped some tears from her eyes as she relaxed on the mobile bed.

"Thanks guys. You really are the best pony friends I could ever ask for."

"Hey, you'd do the same for us," Rainbow Dash responded.

"I hate to cut this short, but it's time to clear out here," said Nurse Redheart, "We have to try and get her to sleep; she get more cranky then this if she doesn't." She then looked at the Cakes, "You two could stay if you wish to give your support right now."

"Love to," said Mr. Cake with regret in his voice, "but we have to finish up with things at home so we can make it to Canterlot tomorrow; important business you know. But we will drop by tomorrow morning on our way out."

"You hear that Pumpkin," Mrs. Cake called out, "mommy and daddy still love and appreciate you, and we'll spend some time with you before we leave tomorrow, okay sweetie?!"

Pumpkins soften her sniffles and looked to only see her parents smiling at her; she smiled back; but then suddenly frowned again and threw a stuffed toy at the window, then turned her head away.

Mrs. Cake started to cry again as she was slowly being carried away from the view of her child by her husband.

Each of Pinkie's friends started to exit out the area while trying to forget their fear and hate for the tortured toddler filly… even Rainbow Dash. Mr. and Mrs. Cake soon went out afterwards while looking back at their child.

Twilight came back suddenly to Pinkie to tell her something, "Get some rest Pinkie. I'll come by later today in case you need someone to talk to."

"Thanks a lot, Twilight," Pinkie responded, "Always willing to help out as always."

"I aim to please."

After she left again, Pinkie and Nurse Redheart, as well as some unicorn doctors who were about to tend to Pumpkin, were the only ones left in the room. Redheart looked at Pinkie and asked, "Are you ready to be pushed back to your room?"

She responded with a slight shake of her head and said, "No, not yet. Can you push me up right next to the window for a second?"

Redheart smiled and said, "Of Course."

After she did, Pumpkin had a full view of Pinkie looking at her. She felt like she was being mocked, and she slammed up against the window staring deeply into Pinkie's eyes. Her ears were lowered, and her horn was faintly glowing as she kept on pounding against the window.

Pinkie still had tears in her eyes, but she was also smiling; why was she?

"Pumpkin, I know you can hear me," said Pinkie, "and I just want to say that I'm sorry if I had pushed you too far with my discipline." Pumpkin suddenly stopped pounding, "You'll do fine here, and your family will still visit you as well. I know you tried to kill me on multiple occasions, but… I still love you… and I forgive you."

After that, Pinkie was pushed out of the room from Pumpkin's view. That was the nicest thing the pink mare said to her in a while; but, it didn't matter. If she ever saw that Pinkie again, she would kill her. She walked back over to the tore up remains of the certain stuffed toy and looked at it. Seeing the severed head, the mane torn off and the body split in two. Suddenly she realized that she really did become a monster that every-pony learned to fear and loathe. The darkness was in control of her for now, and there was nothing she could do hinder it. She tried to feel something; but as another insane-like grin appeared on her face, all she could feel was the constant darkness consuming her heart. Her recovery will indeed be a long and difficult one.

"Hee, hee. Pinkie Pie..."