NOTE: The prologue was very rushed, as I was low on time. Please do not judge the book until you have read the first chapter. Thank you.
The ring of the Sugarcube Corner bell rang off, and the door opened, carrying the cool breeze inside. The door closed with a thud, and Twilight shook the snow off of her boots onto the rug. She trotted over to the front desk, where Mrs. Cake greeted her.
"Hello Twilight! What are you doing out here in the cold weather?" She asked with a smile. Twilight smiled in return.
"I'm just ordering some cupcakes for a party tomorrow. I'll have chocolate with pink frosting, please." Twilight ordered, taking out the slip of paper familiar to the entirety of Ponyville, Twilight's infamous checklist. With her quill, she checked off the box sitting next to an image of a cupcake.
"Speaking of parties, have you heard the news about Pinkie?" Mrs. Cake asked as she was filling a tray of cupcakes. Twilight put her list away and shook her head.
"No, I actually haven't seen her in a while. Is something wrong?" Twilight asked, concerned about her friend.
"Oh, it's very bad. We got a letter yesterday morning saying that her sisters recently died due to an unknown disease. She's been sulking in her room ever since, only accepting food and water when we place it in front of her door." She explained, and Twilight slightly gasped. She stared at the wall, lost in thought, until she finally finished,
"Can you double the order I gave?" She asked. Mrs. Cake shrugged and started filling another tray. When she was all done, Twilight quickly threw everything in her saddlebags and quickly galloped out of the store without saying goodbye.
"So, what have you gathered us her for again?" Rainbow Dash asked, hovering in the air with a bored look plastered on her face.
"To throw a Hearth's Warming Eve party for Pinkie! It is tomorrow, and we need to cheer her up!" Twilight explained again, to Rainbow Dash in particular.
"But she usually plans the parties, and even when we try to help, she turns us down." The soft voice of Fluttershy spoke up.
"Well, she's not going to make any parties if she's sulking in her room!" Twilight interjected.
"Well why in the hay is she sulkin'? Applejack questioned as she examined a floral pink book on one of the bookshelves.
"Because her sisters died!" Twilight interjected again. In which she received many gasps from the other four ponies surrounding her.
"Well, that's absolutely disastrous! I would feel exactly the same if Sweetie were to meet such a terrible fate!" Rarity quoted, her voice rich with the familiar sound of drama.
"And that's it! We need to make Pinkie as happy as she can possibly be!" Twilight continued.
"Well, do you know how hard that's going to be on Pinkie's standards? She doesn't sulk like that unless it's after Hearth's Warming and she doesn't get her-" Rainbow Dash cut her sentence off, as everypony in the room registered what the only solution is.
"Yer' not seriously gonna..." Applejack trailed off, as if she didn't want to hear the obvious answer lingering in the room.
"Yes. I am." Twilight turned to everypony, who was all looking right back at her.
"I'm going to get Pinkie a human."