Intro

[loistheintrepid]

[Action A | 5719 Cunningham Lane]

No. No, no, no, no, no. Not again. Please God, not again.

She's had this dream before. Waking up in the hell hole of a place that was Mayfield again, trapped in the Pleasantville way of life, unable to snap herself out of the nightmare.

Please, God, let her be dreaming.

Except that the man she woke up next to isn't Hal, and the house she rushes out of isn't the one she lived in before, and the street she's standing in the middle of isn't Kramden Road.

Not again. No, no, no, not again.

[Action B | Kramden Road]

She's still barefoot in her ridiculous nightgown, not having bothered to change before she tore her way towards her old street. Maybe her old friends are still there. Maybe Hal...

But if she's switched around, maybe everybody else is, too. Which is why she's just going around pounding her fists on every door on the street like a crazy person in hopes that a familiar face answers.

[Action C | Around Town]

By the end of the day, she's a mess. Still barefoot, still nightgown-clad. Wandering her way around the Mayfield streets hoping for someone to make sense of why she's back.

It wasn't fair. She'd escaped this place. Spent a full year pretending it was just a bad dream. And now here she was again, wondering if that year of freedom had even been real.

She finds a bench, curls her knees to her chest, and buries her face in her arms.

Fucking Mayfield.

Comments

[party_hard]

[Aw, the poor human is shy! That's okay, Pinkie's not!]

My name's Pinkie Pie! What's yours?

[loistheintrepid]

[Two steps back. Don't fall off the porch, Lois.]

Pinkie... Oh, God. Am I high?

[She rubs her temple, frowning.]

Uh... Lois. Lois Lane.

[party_hard]

High? No, you're not high--if you were, I think you'd have to be on a mountain or something, and I'm pretty sure Mayfield isn't on a mountain, although maybe it is since you can't get OUT to see the rest of the mountain! In that case, I guess you would be high!

It's really nice to meet you, Lois! What can I do for you?

[loistheintrepid]

[Oh, God. She is not girly enough for this. She manages a polite smile, shrugging her shoulders.]

I, uh... I was just...

I used to live on this street.

[Yeah, all that pink was impending on her ability to think, it seemed.]

[party_hard]

Oh, you did! That's really neat! Which house did you live in? Do you even remember? It's REALLY hard to tell them all apart!

[loistheintrepid]

[Yeah, the perkiness was starting to give her a headache. And she'd already woke up with one, too.]

Uh... 1491. [She rubs her temple, casting a glance down the street.]

With Hal Jordan. Do you know if he still lives there?

[party_hard]

Oh, this is 1488!

[She looks thoughtful, as well as totally oblivious to any of the issues her perkiness might be causing.]

I don't think I know anypony by that name! And I haven't seen the name Jordan on any of the mailboxes on Kramden!

Ooooooh, do you want me to help you go look for him? It'll be an ADVENTURE!

[loistheintrepid]

Right. Uh- Yeah, he's not a pony, he's a man.

[She winces a bit, shaking her head and offering her a small smile.]

You know what? I'm gonna take this adventure on my own. How about a raincheck?

[party_hard]

Oh, but I call everyone everypony!

[Have a huge, perky pony grin...that kind of turns into concern when you say you're going alone.]

Are you sure? I can come with you really quick, if you want! It's no trouble at all!

[Pause.]

But if you want the raincheck, I'll be sure to make some cupcakes in advance!

[loistheintrepid]

That... sounds awesome. Raincheck, with the cupcakes for sure. [She shoots her a polite, if not a little freaked out, smile.]

Thanks... for all your help.

[party_hard]

You're really quite welcome!

And be sure to come back anytime--we can have a party!