Pinkie Pie stalked through Barnyard Basics, someone new had moved to Ponyville, "And the author won't tell me anything about them!" the Poofy Pink Perfect Plotted Pony Lamented.
"Ah thanks, my plot is pretty perfect, isn't it?"
Enough joking around I have a story to write and you have a mystery to solve.
"Fine," Ponyville's Premeire Partiesta pouted, "I'll figure it out on my own."
Cheerfully being ignored by the other customers, Pinkie scoured the store.
"I will find her," Pinkie Liam Niasoned, "and when I do, I will throw her a party."
"I hope you find who your looking for then, I hear your parties are amazing," a quiet mare's voice whispered, "I was just wondering if you could tell me where I could get the largest bag of full sized candy bars. All I can find are the Fun Size.
Pinkie smirked, she liked this mare already, "Yeah, I really only just got why that was a thing myself," Pinkie sympathized, "its so that everyone can participate and all children can get just enough candy to last them a while. But what you want is in aisle 13 by the copies of the Necronomicon. If you see the Shuggoths you've gone to far."
"Thank you Ms Pie, I hope you find who you're looking for." The voice sighed, "I have to get a couple bags, that plus my candy order from Ms Drop's shop will be perfect for Nightmare night."
"Oh it's no problem," Pinkie apologized, "Always happy to help someone planning a party."
"Party?" The mare's voice squeaked, "What does the candy I got for the children have to do with a party?"
Pinkie whipped around but the Mare was gone, secure in her plot armor.
"What!" Pinkie cried, "You Gave Her What?!!!!!"
Your Pinkie Sense solves to many problems. for her it is disabled. Works for everything else
"Why do I like you?"
Because you like everyone, also I'm the only one that has a sense of humor more twisted then yours. Besides that I share all of my pranking knowledge with you. Then there is the fact that I let you begin to live out your tentacle fetish. The one you secretly clop to. I gave you a kid and upgraded you into a party pony so powerful she could wake the dead. Am I leaving anything out?
"Yeah, you forgot freeing me from porn movie logic," Pinkie snarked, "I could just get Fyren to guilt you."
Pinkie we've been over this, guilt trips only work on me when they come from my girlfriend. Besides, I just disabled locating her through your Pinkie Sense. You know exactly her plans for Nightmare night. Seriously, honey. I'm just making this chalenging for you.
"Oh, like a scavenger hunt," Pinkie exclaimed, "But I don't even know what she looks like!"
That's okay, neither does anyone else.
"What?!!!!!"
Sorry Poofy, gotta go!
"Jaycren, you get back here!"
After uknowingly being the target of a writer's convienence to evade the Pink Pronking Wall Breaker, Calico Fur walked towards the cash register. Within her cart was bags of proper candybars. Getting to the register, she placed the first of the bags on the counter.
"Calico is that you?" a voice echoed.
Calico flinched, guiltily she looked over to the owner of the voice.
"Hello Milk," She murmered, "How have you been?"
Her longtime friend Spoiled Milk, strutted over, "Calico my dear, it has been way to long. I've been married for 12 years now."
Calico lowered her head, her voice tremored as she inquired, "Oh?"
"Yes, I am now Ms. Spoiled Rich. Come Calico you must know," Spoiled gently reminded her friend, "I commissioned you for the ring after all."
Calico raised her head, "You did?" Calico gazed down at the at the ring Spoiled proudly Displayed, "That is most certainly my work, why don't I remember doing it?"
"Because you forget everything when you are in one of your creative moods," Spoiled not unkindly reminded the clothing concealed mare, "What where you doing 12 years ago? Around August of that year."
"Oh!" Calico exclaimed, "That was one of my biggest commisions, I provided all the costumes, scenery, and jewelery for the Canterlot performance of My Fair Celestia, it was so much fun!"
"And I'm willing to bet when the order came in you didn't even look at who it was for," Spoiled teased, "Just did the same exemplary job you always do."
Calico smiled, "Yeah, Sorry I missed your wedding Spoiled. I had to move again after the play and some things got lost."
Genuinely smiling, Spoiled chuckled, "It's quite alright, I know how you are."
Pausing to look down, Spoiled took note of her friend's purchase, "Finally going to pull it off eh?"
"Oh yes!" Calico exclaimed, "I finally have a place of my own, a place I don't have to run from. You being here makes it better!"
Spoiled turned to the shocked cashier, "Give my friend my discount, would you please?"
The young stallion behind the counter could only nod, as he followed Spoiled's orders.
"You know," Spoiled grinned, "I have a little filly of my own now."
"You do!" Calico squealed, "You have to bring her over on Nightmare Night. Tell her to bring her friends."
Spoiled laughed at her friends antics, "Of course dear, I look forward to introducing my Diamond to her Auntie Calico."
Calico laughed as she gathered her things, "I look forward to it."
Watching her friend walk out of the store, Spoiled Rich heard the clearing of a voice behind her.
"Who was that Spoiled?" Her husband asked.
"That was Calico Fur," Spoiled informed Filthy, "But you wouldn't know who that was, would you?"
"Spoiled?" He began.
"No," Spoiled snarled, "When you left me alone with the Canterlot nobles on our honeymoon that mare was the only one that showed me any kindness. I knew why we were married. I was under no illusions once you said I do. But you could have at least pretended. But instead I was thrown to the sharks, so I became one. But that mare is above all of that, beyond it. She doesn't even know how much influence she has."
Filthy staggerd back under his wife's verbal assault, "Influence?"
"She designed the template for all the shelves in this store. Diamond's Tiara is based on one she built. My jewels are all made by her. She does custom designs and jobs of all types. Yet forgets her kindnesses because for her they don't matter. Her kindesses are just who she is," turning her eyes upon her husband, she stalked towards him, "But I remember and I might not have the influence I once had, but if a tear falls from the eye of that mare while she is in this town, I will burn it down to find the reason for it. An there is not an Alicorn Princess on this planet that could stop me. Do I Make Myself Clear?"
Filthy looked fearfully upon his wife, she had uttered her words with an eerie calmness. She wasn't threatening, Spoiled was merely stating fact.
"Crystal, My darling." Filthy muttered, then fled.
Spoiled whipped her head back around to the cashiers, "Get Back To Work!" She growled.
None met her eye as she strutted into the security office from whence she had emerged.