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As soon as we got safely seated in one of the cars with our stuff stored in another car, a colt trotted up and handed me a message.
“What’s this?” I asked, unfolding it. When I looked back up, he was gone. I shrugged and read over it.
I know. - P
“Oh god,” I whispered.
“What is it, daddy?” Taya worriedly asked. I turned to the window as the train started to move and saw Pinkie standing on the platform, staring directly at me with no expression at all on her face. My eyes widened slightly in fear as we sped up and thankfully quickly left her behind.
“I… I think we might be safe,” I quietly said, relaxing and sitting back, only to jump in fright. There was a pink balloon tied to the seat in front of me.
“Where did… What?” Taya asked, just as dumbfounded as I was.
“...Pinkie knows,” I said.
“But… she’s back there. We’re here, safe. She can’t make us party now!”
“With her, anything’s possible. But I think we’re safe. I think this—” I waved a hand to the balloon. “—is just a message.”
“...Daddy, Pinkie scares me.”
“She scares everyone, dear.” As tempting as it was to pop the balloon, I had a feeling that would be a bad idea. Instead, I opened the window and pushed the thing out, then closed it back up just in case. https://www.fimfiction.net/story/45860/125/diaries-of-a-madman/chapter-one-hundred-and-twentythree
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