//------------------------------// // Together: 3 // Story: Pinkie Pie's new Pet // by Ponyess //------------------------------// . ”Are you that Pinkie Pie?” I asked. “Unless there is any other Pinkie Pie, I'm the only Pinkie Pie. Yes, that's me!” Pinkie Pie teased me. Standing before the Pony, I realised; I reach up just right to embrace her. I can easily hug her, wrapping my arms around her neck. Incidentally, my arms are about the length I need to hug her too. I guess it is comforting me. “Since the serious business is all done with, it is time for lunch. I'm hungry, how about you, Hitomi?” she asked. Even if I guess she asked, just from the tone, I still liked her to use my name. I'm Hitomi, who or what ever I had been before. As it were, I can't for my life recall any other name. “Oh!” I merely responded, looking at me with large eyes. “I may have sisters, but no twins. Besides, there can’t be more than one of any Pony in one Realm. I know my friend Twilight met another Pinkie Pie as she was in a more Human place, even if that isn’t where you came from!” she blurted out, before I had the time to ponder; and all in a torrent of words. “But, if you love all your sisters. You are lucky!” I responded. “Oh, yeah. I love them to bits. Just as I love all my friends too. Every Pony in Ponyville are my friends. And so are the Princesses, and numerous others, Ponies or no!” she pointed out. “How do you even keep track of them all?” I inquired. “I guess that would be a fair question, from any Pony who doesn’t know me yet. Since you don’t know yet, I guess I could as well let you know. I can’t forget a single detail. Thankfully this doesn’t bother me, maybe it will in the future, who’s to say? My friends are everything to me. Only I can’t help but make new once at every turn!” she pointed out. “I guess your friends love you dearly for that, as bothersome as it sounds to me!” I responded. . She had placed an extra plate and glass on the table for me. This will be my first meal, at her place, I could as well get used to it. Having hooves, muzzle and tail may be new to me, but apparently her friend Twilight Sparkle knew her magic well enough to make it easier to adjust to the changes. I will have to walk on hooves, kind of as if I was tiptoeing, or walking on ballet slippers. My new muzzle is just slightly longer than my nose had been, but now my mouth is longer and larger. The strangest thing to get used to is still the tail, even if I had asked for it. I managed to slip the tail in, rather than sitting on it as I sat down. I guess I am proud of this for a while. As strange as I may feel, I did not have all that much problem with the muzzle. At least it did not make me sound all that strange. The only time I actually do notice my new hooves, is when I walk. Even if I guess I will have some problem adjusting to them when I go to bed, later tonight. . “Muffins?” I exclaimed as I looked at what she had put on the table. “Yeah, I love muffins. I hope you enjoy them. Is there any special once you would enjoy, Hitomi?” she responded. “I love muffins too. Blueberry, chocolate and Peanut would be fun flavours, I think!” I responded. “Those shouldn’t present any problems, even if blueberry is out of season here right now!” she offered. “Otherwise, I like most flavours!” I said as I picked up my first muffin, pulling the peel off of it, before slipping it into my mouth and biting a fair chunk out of it and chewing it joyfully. Something hit me, right then and there; maybe I could have ears like hers, it would give my hair new possibilities. I liked the idea of having a mane, I just did not come up with the words. I still did have a few more hours, before the time run out of the option, though. “I will just have to let you try every kind of muffin, one by one. If you let me know which you enjoy, and which you don’t enjoy; I can make sure you enjoy your every meal with me from now on!” she suggested. “Now you sound almost as if every day was a party!” I responded. “Not all that far from it. I do throw parties for every Pony in town, and any others who like me to throw a party for them!” she pointed out with a smile. “That sounds like fun. Even if there are more Ponies than there are days of the year, which sounds like a bit of a problem!” I mumbled. “It is, I love seeing my friends smile. What is better than a party, if you like to make your friends smile?” she said. “That is a good point, I guess!” I observed. “Even if finding a long lost love can be a very good way to make a friend smile too!” she happily admitted, thinking back at the day she helped Cranky Doodle Donkey finding Matilda. . “I take it, you don’t mind me having as many of these muffins as I like?” I inquired. “Please, help yourself to as many as you like!” she put forth eagerly. With that, I picked a new muffin, pulling it out of the thin paper it was contained within. Once the pastry had been freed from its imprisonment, I lifted it towards my mouth and tentatively bit down on it. Chewing on yet another, new muffin. These are fresh pastries. “Did you by chance bake these? They are delicious!” I prompted, between bites. --- --- ---