The cake that Raripie was baking was only supposed to bake for 30 minutes. Two hours later, she was still glamming up the kitchen at Sugarcube corner, and the cake was nothing more the a few eggshells in a pile of ashes.
"Hmm, does green go with the chandelier? Or maybe red? Yes, red! Maybe the oven needs some mor- OH SWEET CELESTIA THE OVEN!"
Raripie opened the oven and retrieved the bowl of ashes.
"Oh gosh, I think I might have left these for too long." Things could only get worse, because Mr and Mrs Cake were expected to return from Canterlot in less than an hour.
Raripie sighed. "In times like this, I really do need Pinkie Pie."
Pinkity wasn't having too much fun either. After accidentally ripping Rarities dress in half, she was desperately trying to stitch it together. So far she had pricked her hooves 46 times, run out of thread 6 times, and the dress looked, bad, to say the very least.
"Oh this is hopeless! The entire dress looks TERRIBLE! The parties in 2 days, and she's gonna look terrible in this!"
She slumped down to the floor. "In times like this, I really do need Rarity."
Back at Sugarcube corner, Raripie was desperately trying to make more cupcakes, but this time, she was going to stick to the recipe. The entire kitchen looked like a bombsite, but that was by far the least of Raripie's worries. After about twenty minutes of hard work, she placed the cupcakes (in cases this time) into the oven.
"Well, this batch might actually be OK. all I need to do.. is..." Raripie nearly fainted. "I STILL HAVE TO DO THE PLANNING SHEETS!"
She finished off the cupcakes in about 2 minutes, then ran upstairs to do what can only be described as the most boring task EVER.
Pinkity had given up all hope of trying to restore the monstrosity that she had created, so after relocking Rarities bunker, she ran back into Carousel Boutique and looked around for some of Rarities other dresses.
"This one's nice, this one's OK, ooh! This one! I really like this one!" Pinkity pulled the dress off of its model (carefully this time) and put it on. It looked brilliant.
"I've never seen Rarity wear this one, so I think it'll be ok..."
Pinkity then put the dress back and sat down, exhausted.
"You know, being Rarity is harder than I thought..."
Pinkity looked at the clock.
"Oh Celestia! I was meant to meet Raripie at the Town Hall!"
She ran out of Carousel Boutique. Sweetie Belle giggled as she watched.
"I have never seen my sister go so long without washing her mane... I wonder what's with her today..."
"Check, check, check, check, sign, check, sign, check. UGH! Does Pinkie Pie have to do this with EVERY party she throws? Honestly, it's surprising how she still has all that energy..."
Rarity was bored senseless with the amount of planning sheets she had to do. She looked at the clock.
"I was supposed to meet Pinkie Pie round about now wasn't I?" Rarity gasped in delight.
"MAYBE SHE'S SOLVED HOW TO SWITCH US BACK!" She ran out of Sugarcube corner.
About a minute later, the Cake's walked in.
"WHAT IN SWEET CELESTIA'S DEAR NAME HAPPENED TO OUR KITCHEN!?"
They both walked into a sight that can't be described fully without damaging a clean freaks eyes.
"Wait a minute..." Cup Cake walked over to the other side of the kitchen, and saw a box of some delicious ( yet rushed) cupcakes.
"Well, at least we have a batch of cupcakes now..."
At the town hall, Raripie and Pinkity met together again after about 6 hours of being apart.
"DID YOU FIND OUT HOW TO SWITCH US BACK?" They both said at exactly the same time.
They said "No" at pretty much the same time too.
"UGH, I've had a horrid day, first I had to go to your boring planning meeting for the party, THEN I had to bake an entire batch of cupcakes which I completely ruined, so THEN I had to make another batch of cupcakes, and THEN I had to complete the most boring planning sheets I have ever seen! Honestly, I cant believe I thought you had it going easy."
Pinkity laughed.
"Oh boy, you don't even know the half of it!"
Pinkity then wore a serious expression (as serious as you can get with Pinkie, anyways)
"I have something to tell you. Its about your dress."
Raripie looked concerned.
"What happened to my dress?"
"Well..."
"Yes?"
"I sort of..."
"SORT OF WHAT?"
Pinkity gave a look that Fluttershy would have approved of.
"I might have... um... accidentally.. ripped you dress in half."
Two miles away from Ponyville, a stallion was walking through some fields, minding his own business. Then, coming from Ponyville, he heard an ear-splitting noise coming from Ponyville. It sounded a little bit like:
"PINKIE PIE! HOW COULD YOU DESTROY MY DRESS!"
After this ear-splitting noise, the stallion stood back up, and wondered what the heck was happening in Ponyville.
"I, I can explain!" Pinkity backed away from Raripie, who wore a look of pure hatred.
"DO. YOU. HAVE. ANY. IDEA. HOW. LONG. IT. TOOK. ME. TO. MAKE. THAT. DRESS? DO YOU?"
Pinkity gulped.
"Actually, Yeah, I kind of do."
"HOW?"
Pinkity took a bigger gulp.
"Well, since I had to go into your bunker in order to finish off your dress, I found all your notes lying around. They were really good notes, actually. I learnt a lot about you from those notes, and I realised how hard it is for you to make dresses, so, I'm sorry."
Raripie smiled.
"I forgive you Pinkie. After all, one silly little best dress I ever darn made can change our friendship, right? I'm sorry for shouting at you."
The two mares hugged.
"EW! I just hugged myself!" Pinkity backed away from Raripie
.
Then she had a literal light bulb moment.