Pinkie's Pastries

by _AnonymousPublisher_

Chapter 2

Pinkie Pie awoke with a wide yawn. She’d awoken from the most magical dream of lying on giant piles of cotton candy. There were rivers of chocolate miles long and mountains made of ice cream cones. It was sort of a disappoint when she hadn’t even found out how the gumdrop pony got away from the lickerish queen’s army of evil jelly beans. Oh, well. She got up from her way too comfortable bed and made her way down stairs to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, she went over to the fridge. As she opened it, a cool blast of air touched her face. Ignoring it, she reached in for the most perfect breakfast batter ever; pancake mix. She took out the potential meal and licked her lips as she thought of the sweet, yummy pancakes drenched in butter with syrup dripping down it. The very thought of such a breakfast made the pink earth pony drool. Before Pinkie Pie completely closed the fridge, she noticed something odd…

Wait a minute… She leaned in and looked closer at the thermometer. This fridge is a full forty-five degrees! I can’t believe Mr. and Mrs. Cake would make it this warm!
With that, Pinkie toned down the dial to a nice, cool, thirty-two degrees. She smiled in satisfaction and turned around to meet eyes with…her kitchen…?

Instead of her regular, tiled kitchen and boring walls with cabinets all around, she was in a kitchen with much higher cabinets placed around her. All were wooden and solid. Then, in the very back of the room was a cool, metal sink that looked much different than the one she was used to. The biggest difference, however, was the walls. Instead of the colorful, wooden ones she was used to, there were… clouds.

“Where am I?”

Pinkie instantly covered her mouth. Her manic, high-pitched, girly voice had been replaced with a deeper, tomb-boyish voice that cracked like a teenage colt going through puberty. She knew something was seriously wrong. Pinkie ran out of the kitchen and searched for a mirror. Fortunately, she found one in the third room she looked in. The first one was a closet and the second one was the bedroom she’d started out in.

Quickly, Pinkie approached the mirror and gaped at the pony before her.

Pinkie’s soft, pink coat was replaced by a shade of pretty cyan. The yellow and blue balloons on her flank were replaced by a rainbow lightning bolt coming out of a cloud. Her poufy, pink mane was replaced with a flat, multihued one.

“Rainbow Dash?”

She’d never been more shocked in her life. She was Rainbow Dash. But that must’ve meant…

“Rainbow Dash must be me….”

Rainbow Dash awoke with a jolt. She (unlike Pinkie) instantly noticed a dramatic change from her usual surroundings. Her regular bedroom (which was constructed completely of cloud) was replaced by pink, wooden walls with yellow stripes bordering the bottom. The room was familiar, though, she knew that. She instantly recognized the colorful design to be Pinkie’s room. The question was why she’d waken up in it.

“This better not be another one of your pranks, Pinkie!” she spoke to herself in an aggressive tone, which usually deepened her voice, but today she spoke with a much higher pitch. She put one hoof over her mouth in shock once the dramatic pitch change had sunk in.

She felt as though something else was wrong, besides the great difference in pitch of her voice. She got out of the bed and stretched, but when she tried to stretch her wings as she did every morning, nothing happened. She felt nothing at all. In both shock and confusion, she turned around, only to find her normally cyan coat replaced with a light shade of pink. A big poof of pink hair replaced her rainbow tail. Her prized cutie mark was replaced with another, but this one was three blue and yellow balloons. And most of all her wings-her precious, precious wings- had vanished. She gaped, and did nothing but stare mindlessly at her wingless back.

The thing that finally snapped Rainbow out of her trance was a female’s voice from below. “Pinkie!”

Since she had now the same girly voice as Pinkie, she assumed she could use it with no trouble at all. “I’m coming, Mrs. Cake!”

Rainbow Dash was afraid she wouldn’t be able to pull off the hyper and random attitude Pinkie often displayed. She knew she bounced around a lot, talked fast, and normally had many silly and outrageous ideas. She was fun and cute, and Rainbow just didn’t know how she’d be able to pull off Pinkie’s high-spirited attitude.

Once at the bottom of the stairs where she’d heard Mrs. Cake calling Pinkie, she put a spring in her step and bounced instead of walking. It felt very odd at first, because she was so used to either flying or walking, so bouncing didn’t seem like a usual mean of transportation.

“Oh, hey Mrs. Cake,” she yipped in the most cheerful tone she could pull off. “What did you need?”

“I was just wondering, did you by any chance use anything lately that was in a glass bottle?”

Rainbow acted as if she were thinking for a moment. “ I don’t think so, why?”

“Well, there was an order earlier this week, and I just hope you didn’t use any of it. It wasn’t a regular ingredient, though.”

The words Pinkie had said just yesterday ran through Rainbow’s mind. “But I had to replace some ingredients”. Could she have used something in her pastries that caused her to be in Pinkie’s body?

“What kind of ingredient was it?” She’d let her yippy tone down. Her mind had been too focused on the possibility of magic being responsible.

“It’s called ‘Enacid’. It can be made with simple kitchen ingredients, but is a very important ingredient needed for one of Zecora’s potions. She had us make twenty-six ounces of it for her, but when I retrieved the jar, it felt a bit lighter.”

Rainbow dash quickly tried to regain her yippy voice. “Oh, Mrs. Cake. I would never use anything if I didn’t know what it was!”

Mrs. Cake held onto a bit of suspicion and doubt that one could clearly see in her eyes. She let Rainbow go, but told her she’d have to report back to Sugar Cube Corner later to help with the shop.

“Pinkie Pie!” Rainbow yelled, still trapped in Pinkie’s body.

Rainbow decided it wouldn’t look too weird for Pinkie to be hopping around town, calling Rainbow’s name, so she decided to go with it until she could get Pinkie’s attention. She looked up into the sky (incase she saw Pinkie trying out her wings) and asked all around if anypony had seen “Rainbow Dash”. Nopony had saw Rainbow, so she decided to venture off to underneath her cloud house to see if she were still up there.

“Pinkie Pie!” Rainbow called up. She then remembered Pinkie’s nickname for her.

It was then, a little blue head popped out from behind the clouds.

“Oh, hey Rainbow Dash!”

Seeing herself and hearing her own voice from the perspective of somepony else felt very odd and almost gave Dash an uneasy feeling.

“Pinkie! What’d you do?!” Rainbow called.

Pinkie replied in a nervous tone. “I, uh….It must’ve been an ingredient I used by mistake.”

“Yeah it was! Pinkie, Mrs. Cake said there was an ingredient in a bottle that had less in it that she remembered. It was an ingredient for one of Zecora’s potions!”

Pinkie gulped.

“I may have used an ingredient in a bottle….And I may not have known what it was.”

She then smiled a smile that could only be convincing on the face of Pinkie Pie. On Rainbow’s face, it was much harder to not be mad.

“Pinkie Pie!” Rainbow yelled to the clouds above. “Get down here right now!”

The scared pony unfolded her new wings, opened them wide and swooped down to the ground. It wasn’t flying; it was just falling with support. Rainbow didn’t know if she’d tried using her wings out, but the thought of Pinkie Pie flying around in her body was a bit frightening.

Rainbow Dash took a few breaths and tried to be calm with the party pony. “Pinkie Pie… You used an ingredient that switched our bodies.”

“Yes. I mean, I didn’t know. If I would’ve known I would’ve never done it. I’m sorry, Dashie, please forgive me. “

Rainbow Dash had been calmed down, but not any less angered.

“I’m still mad at you, Pinkie Pie! Do you even have a solution to this?”

Pinkie Pie stepped a few feet back and whispered in a sad voice. “No, not really.”

This was enough for Rainbow Dash to actually face-hoof.

“But, you know…Twilight knows a lot of magic! Maybe we could ask her if she could think of anything.”

Rainbow’s new, pink face lit up in the cutest emotion. Her light blue eyes widened and sparkled in joy.

“Then what are we waiting for! Let’s go!”

It was the most out of the whole day Rainbow had actually sounded and acted like Pinkie naturally. She grabbed Pinkie’s hoof and ran as fast as she could into town, and all the way to the library.

There was a quick, panicked knock at Twilight’s front door. It was loud and echoed throughout the whole library. The violet unicorn immediately put down the book she was reading and ran down the stairs, all the way to the front door. She opened the wooden door using her magic, only to reveal a rainbow-maned pegasus, and a pink party pony.

“Oh, hi Pinkie Pie! Hi, Rainbow dash! Please, come in.”

The two ponies calmly made their way into the library, despite the panic happening on the inside. They looked at each other and Rainbow Dash winked at Pinkie, telling her to explain.

“Okay Twilight, so, I was in the kitchen like usual, and-“

“Wait! You were in the kitchen, Rainbow Dash?” Twilight said with an unconvinced smile.

“No, I mean, yes, I mean, let me finish! So, I was in the kitchen, and I was making pastries, and instead of using eggs, I used this goopy stuff I found in a bottle, and I-“

Hearing those words, Twilight gaped. “You’re really Pinkie Pie?”

Pinkie put one hoof to her mouth along with Rainbow.

“How did you-“ Rainbow started.

“Easy. Zecora had me pick up an ingredient for her potion. When Mrs. Cake gave it to me, it felt a bit light. Zecora was still able to use it, but even she said there wasn’t enough. That ingredient mixed with sunlight, a seed from a curitica, and rain water can easily make a potion that cab switch two bodies.”

Both Pinkie and Rainbow had a confused look on their face. They both knew Pinkie hadn’t used half those ingredients.

Twilight proceeded to explain. “Because you used the most powerful ingredient, you probably created a temporary switch. Within a week, you two should be back to normal.”

Rainbow and Pinkie were both relieved, yet a bit nervous. How would Rainbow ever be able to run Sugar Cube Corner as a baker? She’d rarely cooked in her life, and when she had, it’d been a complete mess. The thought of Pinkie Pie clearly clouds or even flying at all gave Rainbow chills. The only time she’d ever seen Pinkie airborne was when she’d come up with a kooky contraption to try and fly. She wouldn’t be surprised if she had two broken wings when she returned to her own body! They both looked at each other, gaping, and just knowing it was going to be a long week.

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[coolfly603]

That won't end well at ALL But it's Pinkie And Dashie so what would