“Come on, Twilight! Pleeeease?!”
“Ugh, why are you so intent on going to see this factory? You didn’t mind not going to see the Weather Factory in Cloudsdale.” Twilight Sparkle pulled her nose out of the book lying on the floor in front of her. She turned to face Spike. The young dragon had been pestering her nonstop for two days now.
“But the Weather Factory didn’t have free chocolate,” Spike said.
Twilight shook her head, sighing. “Did the flyer say they were giving away free chocolate?”
“…no… but it’s a Chocolate Factory!” Spike exclaimed. “They have to have free samples.”
“Spike, I’ve told you before,” Twilight said. “I don’t have time to go gallivanting across Equestria to go and take a tour of a factory just for the hope of getting free chocolate.”
Spike, dejected, hung his head. “Well fine then,” he said. “I’ll just go over to Sugarcube Corner and see if Pinkie Pie can get me some chocolate.”
Twilight sighed in relief. “Alright, Spike,” she said, putting her nose back in her book. “Have fun.”
Spike opened up the door to Sugarcube Corner, and walked through. Closing it behind himself, he walked up to the counter just as a pink head appeared from the door back into the kitchen. The pink head had a large, puffy pink mane. The head looked towards the door, and, seeing nopony, sighed. “Darn,” the head said. ”I thought I heard somepony come in.”
Spike stuck his head up over the counter. “Hi Pinkie Pie,” he greeted the pony, who was walking from the kitchen over to the counter. “You got any chocolate?”
“Oh, hey, Spike,” Pinkie Pie said. “Chocolate?” She put a hoof to her chin. “Somewhere. I think. Why?” She brought her hoof back down and then crossed her forelegs on the counter.
Spike visibly brightened. “I’ve been trying to get Twilight to take me to the new Chocolate Factory in Fillydelphia. I found a flyer that said that they were giving free tours! And that means FREE CHOCOLATE!!”
Pinkie gasped, managing to hover several hands (hooves?) in the air. “Free CHOCOLATE??” she asked as she landed on top of the counter. “When are we going?” She leaned down and stuck her face in Spike’s, staring into his eyes in barely contained excitement.
Spike leaned away from Pinkie. “Um, I haven’t quite convinced her.” He grinned sheepishly. Hearing this, Pinkie returned upright and slowly stepped off of the counter, her hair deflating ever so slightly. Spike noticed this, and quickly added “yet.”
“Well then, let’s go convince her,” Pinkie said, her usual demeanor returning almost audibly.
“Um,” Spike muttered nervously. “Can I still get that chocolate?”
Pinkie bounced through the front door of the library with a brown lump on her back. Two eyes opened on the lump, followed by a mouth. From the mouth protruded a forked tongue, which then proceeded to swipe around the lump. The brown was quickly removed, revealing a purple-and-green Spike.
“How can you stand to bounce around everywhere, Pinkie?” Spike asked, slightly disoriented. “And how did that little chocolate bar end up completely covering me?”
“Oh, that’s easy,” Pinkie replied. “I’m excited, which gives me energy! And that’s just how good that chocolate is!”
Spike rolled his eyes before hopping down off of Pinkie’s back. “Wait here, Pinkie,” Spike said, walking towards the stairs. “I’m gonna go get Twilight.”
“Oki doki loki, Spike!” Pinkie plopped down on her haunches and stared after Spike, waiting patiently.
Spike mounted the stairs and opened the door into the living space. Seeing Twilight lying on the bed, he cleared his throat. She looked up at him, and he said “Pinkie’s downstairs and wants to talk to you.”
Twilight tilted her head and asked “What about?” Spike shrugged, causing Twilight to sigh. She got up, marked her place in her book, shook herself out, and headed into the public part of the library. As she descended the steps, she smiled at Pinkie, who was still sitting patiently by the door. “What’s up, Pinkie Pie?”
Pinkie jumped up quickly, landing right in front of Twilight. Twilight startled back, but Pinkie grabbed her shoulders and stared into her eyes. “Free chocolate, Twilight! FREE CHOCOLATE!”
“What are you talking about?” Twilight stared at Pinkie, mouth agape. Her mind was going at light speed, trying to figure out what Pinkie was going on about.
“Free chocolate, duh.” Pinkie rolled her eyes. “I just said that twice, Twilight. And I thought you were the observant one.”
“What is…? I don’t even… What?” Twilight’s mouth was still agape, and her eyes were clouded in confusion, her right eye twitching.
Spike came to the rescue. “Twilight, Pinkie heard about the Chocolate Factory, too.”
Pinkie nodded her head so violently that it appeared as if it would fly off. “Yeah, that! When are we going?” Her face ended up about an inch away from Twilight’s.
Twilight blinked three or four times, and she leaned away from the intrusion of personal space. “Um, going where? The Chocolate Factory? I didn’t think we were.”
At this, Pinkie visibly saddened, her mane straightening out slightly. “Oh, okay then. I guess I’ll just goo be sad… and not get free chocolate…”
Twilight facehoofed, and sighed loudly. “Pinkie, if I say we can go to the Chocolate Factory, will you stop all this melodrama?”
“…Maybe.”
“*sigh* Fine. We can g-“ Twilight was cut off as Pinkie audibly brightened and both Pinkie and Spike tackled her.
“Thank you, Twilight! Thank you, thank you, thank you,” they chorused.
They sat there in a group hug, Twilight’s face showing slight annoyance, until Pinkie’s eyes lit up and she gasped, again hovering several hands (again hooves?) in the air. “We could make an adventure out of this! We need to go get the others!” And with that she rushed out the door to go get the rest of the group.
Twilight blinked. “What just happened?” she asked turning around to look at Spike, who was still clinging to her back.
Spike blinked as well. “I think we just need to wait here for Pinkie to get back with the other four.”
“What’s this about chocolate, now?”
“Darling, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, um, sure…”
“Sweet! Heh. Let’s go!”
Pinkie barged back into the library, followed by two pegasi, a unicorn, and an earth pony. All but the pink earth pony and the cyan pegasus had questioning looks on their faces. Twilight looked back at them sympathetically. Pinkie bounced around the library, a look of pure excitement on her face. “Well? What are we waiting for? Let’s go!”
The orange earth pony tipped her Stetson up higher up on her head. “An’ jus’ where are we goin’, now?”
Spike walked out of the kitchen, a glass of water in his claws. “The Chocolate Factory. You know, Applejack, the one that was just built in Fillydelphia?”
Applejack shook her head. “I ain’t never heard of it.”
“Oh, I have,” the white unicorn said, with a hoof on her chin. “I think it’s run by a unicorn named Chocolate Factory.”
“Well, that’s original, Rarity,” the cyan pegasus scoffed.
“Hey, it wasn’t my idea, Rainbow Dash!” Rarity retorted.
Rainbow Dash waved a hoof. “Whatever, I was promised chocolate, so are we going or not?”
“Um,” the yellow pegasus interjected awkwardly, then stopped when the whole group stopped to look at her.
“Go on, Fluttershy,” Twilight coaxed.
Fluttershy looked up slightly. “Um, I agree with Rainbow.”
“Well then, let’s go!” Pinkie chirped.