Styx’s POV:
How does one adjust to the news that Pinkie Pie is getting married to Cheese Sandwich, having never met him? I am about to meet him for the first time and hope that he isn’t too afraid of me. He will be spending more time around me since they have decided they are going to build a house in Ponyville, near the backside of Sugarcube Corner. Leaving just enough room for a pathway between buildings for supplies to be brought to the back instead of through the front door for Sugarcube Corner. From what I’ve heard of, Cheese Sandwich is very similar to Pinkie. Although I guess I expect him to be afraid of me. After all, everypony else is.
Pinkie and Cheese Sandwich’s wedding is tomorrow, but that does mean all the planning needs to happen. More specifically, dresses and tuxedos need to be made, and a pony needs to be chosen to do the vows since Mayor Mare is sick. All that can wait though; right now I am in charge of being a test for Cheese Sandwich. Can he learn to get along with a pony he has been told to fear since his foalhood? If not, well, Pinkie will marry him anyway. If he does, then, all will be well with the world and I don’t have to worry about him.
I arrive at Sweet Apple Acres and see the barn is fully decorated for the arrival of Cheese Sandwich. I enter the barn and immediately find Cheese Sandwich speaking to other ponies. His eyes revert to me, and his eyebrows shoot up in fear. He springs to the top of the barn, holding back a scream. All of us look up at the rafters to see Cheese shaking on the beam he stood on. It seems he was ill prepared to handle me, and it doesn’t seem like he has any intention of coming down.
“Cheese, please come down. She won’t hurt you, she is my friend. She just wants to get to know you.”
“But why would an evil Changeling want to get to know a normal pony like you or me, Pinkie?” His comment stings, but I don’t let it get to me.
“Because she needs friends and needs support. You are just like the townsponies, judging a newcomer by their appearance before meeting them. Now come down before I party cannon blast you down.”
“Okay,” he says, leaping down from the rafters, slowly coming to stand next to Pinkie. I move slowly towards him, and as soon as he is next to Pinkie, I hold out my hoof in greeting. He gingerly reaches out his hoof and shakes it with mine, keeping it short and sweet. I don’t stay long, and start heading out. Once I'm outside, the party goes back into a normal, happy atmosphere. Pinkie sees that I am leaving, and catches up to me. She tells me to meet her at Sugarcube Corner tomorrow morning. I promise to be there and leave the party in peace. I have already caused enough ruckus and don’t need to add to it. I swing by Rarity’s boutique to grab my dress. I fly home to rest, unsure about my conservation with Pinkie tomorrow about whether I am to be in or just come to her wedding. Either way, I know a Pinkie Promise is going to happen.
It can’t come soon enough. I am waiting for Pinkie in Sugarcube Corner to discuss my role in her wedding. I’m nervous, but also hopeful that Pinkie will see my side and let me not be in the wedding, but still come, just undercover. I hear the faded gold bell jingle above the door and I look up to see Pinkie slowly walking towards me. She has a look of determination on her face. As she approaches me, I see her take a big deep breath in, and as she reaches me she says, “Styx, you will be in my wedding as my mare of honor, no buts. Pinkie Promise?”