The after party was in full swing. Everypony had punch and goofy smiles. Pinkie, in her poofy white dress, was dancing wilding next to Thunderlane. Her friends were all around her. Her foals were wobbling around with other children their age, getting into cake and making a general mess. Her family was mingling with her friends and her other family. It was the happiest Pinkie could ever remember being, ever.
The song ended and she breathed deeply. Needing some punch, she wondered over to the snack table. Thunderlane went to chase Cream Puff who giggled in delight. Cotton Cloud had a mouthful of Rainbow’s mane as she playfully wrestled with him.
Her mother and father were sitting with the Cakes, no doubt trading stories. Her sisters were laughing with her friends – or nearly all her friends. She blinked, once, then looked around again. Twilight had disappeared. She wondered through the party, stopping when she heard Twilight’s voice behind a pillar.
“-- for a while. I know you’re here in an official capacity, but while you’re on your break, would you like to dance?”
Pinkie froze.
“Da-Dance? Wi-With me?” The stallion sounded elated. “Of course!”
Not a moment later, Twilight trotted toward the dance floor with one of the Crystal Guards, Flash Sentry, in tow. She smiled, happy for her friends happiness.
That’s what weddings were about, after all.
Something slammed into her leg and she looked down, seeing a frosting covered Cream Puff smiling up at her. “Hey cutie.”
The foal babbled at her. Pinkie picked her up, wrinkling her nose in a smile. “Are you having fun sweetie?” She swung the foal around giggling. “Mommy and daddy are married now. Isn’t that so special?”
“It sure is.” Thunderlane’s voice came from behind her and she twirled around, stopping to grin at him. He was holding Cotton Cloud. “It’s so very special.”
They leaned in and kissed, resting their foreheads against each other for a moment. Then Cream Puff squealed and they broke apart, laughing.
Pinkie thought back to when she first learned she would have her foals. The fears that flashed through her mind, the doubts that clouded her judgements. She was glad she had the friends she did and the family she did. She was glad she had her foals and Thunderlane.
As she watched the foals both take Thunderlane down, her heart swelled. Double Diamond was sending letters and wanted to be involved. Limestone was angry because she hadnt really used the chosing stone. The foals themselves were a handful. Maybe everything wasn’t perfect, but Pinkie had never needed perfect.
It was perfectly imperfect.