//------------------------------// // party time // Story: Pinkie my friend // by BleedingRaindrops //------------------------------// “Where is he?” came Rainbow Dash’s voice about a second before she crashed through the door. “I hear there’s a new pony in town” she said, trotting up to Pinkie and me. Fluttershy filed in after her, soon followed by Rarity and then Applejack. “Yes I simply must meet this new friend of Pinkie Pie’s.” came Rarity’s elegant voice as she strolled in. “Well howdy do sugar cube” came Applejack’s greeting as they all walked up, “Would you happen to be that fine young stallion Pinkie Pie’s been goin’ on about?” Turning a little red, I nodded, and looked at Pinkie Pie, who just gave me a rather innocent looking grin. They all gathered around me, while Vinyl and Octavia went to set up music for the party. “Well isn’t he just, awesome!” came Rainbow Dash’s response, as she gave me the ‘why-wub-woo’ face from apple buck season. “Yes he is just absolutely Dashing” was Rarity’s reply; her eyes had become diamonds. “Kinda handsome I s'pose” came from Applejack. “He’s, nice” came Fluttershy’s quiet mew. “Yup, and he’s all mine” said Pinkie Pie, hugging me again, tighter this time. “So why er we throwin’ this party anyway? I know you didn’t invite half o' Ponyville just to stare at yer new friend” Applejack asked. “Oh that’s right” Pinkie Pie suddenly realized. “I threw this party to celebrate his coming to Ponyville, and it’s his birthday today too!” "Well does ‘He’ have a name?” asked Rainbow Dash, “or are we just going to call him ‘new friend’?” “Well, um, I hadn’t picked one yet.” I said “Twilight and I tried out a few but nothing stuck.” They all looked at me funny; Applejack spoke first. “What do you mean ya hadn’t picked one yet? Didn’t yer parents give you a name when you were born?” “Well, funny story about that, I’m not exactly from here.” I answered. “Well yeah we knew that, but what’s your name?” Rainbow Dash squeaked. “No I mean, I used to be human, I'm from a different universe.” Now they were really confused. I thought for a moment to try to find a way to explain what a human was, or that there were other universes. Finally twilight stepped in. “Pinkie Pie pulled him out of some screen or whatever in her room, the point is he wants a pony name and we haven’t found one yet.” They seemed to understand that. “Well, whatever it is, it should be elegant, and stylish, fitting like a dress” was Rarity’s reply. “It needs to be something cool, like mine. Rainbow Dash, pure awesome coolness.” “It should be somethin’ true to you, and very definin’ of yerr nature” Applejack added. “Maybe something, nice” Fluttershy said softly. Pinkie Pie was muttering something about kumquats. “What do you like to do?” Twilight asked. I thought about it for a moment. “Well, I like to party really, but mostly I just like being around people, er ponies. I’m very energetic, I like listening to music, and dancing. I like being outside a lot, and exploring sometimes. I’ve been told I'm very bright, and happy all the time. I don’t know though, how do you make a name from that?” They thought for a minute and then started slinging ideas at me. “Party crasher?” Twilight suggested “Nah that sounds like I ruined the party” I said. “Well how about Brightshine” Applejack tried. “Maybe” I said. “No it needs to be something really cool like, Megablast!” tried Rainbow Dash “No that’s not it either” I answered. “Avian Gamboge” piped Rarity. We all just looked at her for a second. “What? It’s perfect!” she defended, “don’t any of you know fashion?” She turned her nose up. “Hey you know what rhymes with kumquat?” cut in Pinkie Pie, “Sunspot, and gumdrop, hahaha, words are funny." Then her eyed widened. "Hey! That could be your name, Sunspot. It’s bright, happy, matches your coat and mane, and it sounds really cool” We all stared at her. Simply by being Pinkie Pie, she had come up with absolutely the perfect name, even Rarity agreed. “Sunspot it is” I said, “and I think I’ll keep Applejack’s suggestion of Brightshine as my secondary name, since it also fits both.” “Well then, Sunspot Brightshine, shall we party?” Pinkie Pie asked. Somehow she didn’t seem like she was just looking at me, she seemed to be staring, deeper somehow. I stared into her eyes, they seemed so dreamy, hypnotic even; entrancing. Shaking my head I responded, “Yeah, let’s get this party started! * * * “Okay ponies, I’m DJ PON-3! You all know me, and I'm bringin’ the beat! So get ready to move your feet!” Her voice rang out in a clear rhythmic tone. By now the room was filled with ponies, Applejack was right, Pinkie Pie had invited half of Ponyville. We all turned toward the DJ table, as the same white unicorn I’d seen earlier, except with Purple glasses on this time, used her magic to move a needle on her stand, and the music began to play. I smiled; Pinkie Pie had remembered how much I loved dance parties. It had been so long since I had told her that online, it must have been her, or was it just coincidence? “Ooh this is my jam! Come on sunspot let’s dance!” Pinkie Pie dragged me towards the crowd of dancing ponies, as a tune I recognized as the Cutie mark Crusaders’ theme started playing. We danced around each other for a while. I forgot where I was. I was having so much fun, and the best part was the happy pink mare in front of me. Pretty soon a circle had formed around us, but I didn’t care, I was used to that. I had a very strange style of dancing, I didn’t really try to do anything specific, I simply allowed my body to move with the music, and it was always popular at parties like this. “Wow, you sure can dance.” Laughed Pinkie Pie. “Yeah I get that a lot” I chuckled. Before long however, I had gotten tired from dancing, and Pinkie and I walked over to the cake, which was half gone. “Well, it is my birthday, I may as well have some cake” I laughed. I went to grab a piece with my hoof, but it fell off. “Oops I guess I'm not used to these yet.” I laughed again. “You silly filly” Pinkie pie giggled, “it’s easy, just pick it up like this” she picked up a piece with her hoof and held it out to me. “Here try it” “How on earth?” I asked myself quietly, maybe there was some trick to it. I held out my hoof, and Pinkie Pie placed the cake on it; it wobbled a little bit, but didn’t fall.