Morning hit Ponyville again as the Princess Celestia rose the sun, making an incredible array of colors made off from the rising sun allowing everypony to wake up and see it's wonders, before the spectacle was over and the sun had fully risen. The sunlight found it's way through the smallest of cracks, forcing the darkness to make way for light. That was unfortunate for Pinkie Pie, who, while she had kept her curtains closed, it was no match for light. The blazing rays of sun slowly but surely bled through the windows of Sugarcube Corner. As said, the curtains did very little to help Pinkie in her sleep.
It was time to get up. The pink mare unwillingly escaped the warm hug of the blanket that surronded her. Pinkie always loved hugs, it made a lot of ponies happy.
Happy...
A word that people thought Pinkie, out of all people, would know the meaning to. But, did she really? Pinkie was a great party planner, and no doubt one of the best in all of Ponyville, only ever one upped by the likes of Cheese Sandwhich. But, was happy really the best word to describe it? Sure, Pinkie's parties would know doubt make other ponies smile, as well as Pinkie herself, but, was that really happiness?
Pinkie shook off those thoughts as she walked down the hallway and knocked on the pumpkin twin's door. "Pumpkin? Poundcake? You two up?" No answer. Pinkie cracked the door open when a bucket of cold water was poured down onto her head. "Hey Pinkie Pie!" Pumpkin waved. "Sorry about the mess." Pumpkin said, chuckling. "We just, uh," Pinkie, not wanting to scold them and make them sad, painted a fake, but convincing smile on her face. "Aw, well, I was going to take a shower anyway!" Pinkie chuckled. "Looks like you've got that covered for me!" The three shared a heart laugh, at least Pumpkin and Poundcake shared a genuine laugh. "Anyway, let's head down to breakfast." Pinkie said. "At least let us clean up the water spill." Pumpkin said. "Alrighty then!" Pinkie said, still trying to keep her smile seem genuine.
Pinkie walked down the stairs, as Pumpkin gave Poundcake a concerning look. "What?" Poundcake asked. "Nothing," she replied in return. "It's just, Pinkie seems a little...off." Poundcake laughed. "She's Pinkie Pie! When does Pinkie not seem off? It's just Pinkie being Pinkie. She'll be fine." Pumpkin gave a small smile. "Yeah. She'll be fine."
Unknown to them, Pinkie happened to have come back up to see if they were done, and overheard their little conversation. Pinkie felt a little twinge in her heart, but thought nothing of it. Pinkie didn't blame Pumpkin for thinking she felt off. She herself felt a bit more, not as happy. For the past few days, she had been overworked with tons of party's she'd hosted. Normally, she'd weigh off half of the parties to Cheese Sandwhich, but he was booked at the Crystal Empire for a little filly's birthday, and some. Stop thinking about that Pinkie. Just, smile and make everypony happy. Pinkie gave a sigh. "Well, I don't want them knowing I was spying on them. I'll just tell Mr. and Ms. Cake that Pumpkin and Poundcake will come down when they're ready. In the meantime, I'll take a quick stroll through Ponyville."