“Welcome every creature to my Secret Party Planning Cave! Well, not so secret anymore, but I wanted every creature to see how does the best party-planner in all of Ponyville plan the best parties in all of Ponyville!” Pinkie introduced her other hosts, as well as their listeners, to her special cave. Every creature was looking around in awe, from the balloons that hung around them, bits of confetti on the floor and lots of arts and crafts stands for making things.
“How did you find this place?” Silverstream asked in awe, “This is amazing!”
“Thanks,” Pinkie smiled, “Maud noticed how the ground around sugarcube corner was hollow with the chance of underground caves. After some digging around, we hit this area. Mr and Mrs Cake have been every kind and allowed me to use it as a sort of basement. That’s the short of the long it anyway.” She shrugged at the last sentence before turning to the filing draws.
“Here, I keep record of every pony and creatures’ likes and dislikes. That way they are one-hundred percent guaranteed to have the best party ever. I have a careful eye, listen to every conversation and wish, and then go from there to make sure they all have a good time!”
“Do you have files for all of us as well?” Autumn asked curiously.
“Well duh,” Pinkie sarcastically mocked, “Of course. Every new friend deserves the best party ever. I have been closely listening to out talks on the show so far, and went down here to write things down.” She then turned to the draws, scanning the right compartment.
“There it is,” Pinkie Pie smiled as she pulled out four files with the hosts’ names, with G.M.E on them. She first opened Gabby’s file.
“Gabby likes a refreshing fruit punch after a hard day’s shift at the post office,” Pinkie began to read from the paper.
“That’s right!” Gabby exclaimed happily.
“I bet you would like Spike with the punch too,” Pinkie smirked, “Otherwise, the punch will be Spiked.” The others laughed at Pinkie’s joke whilst Gabby spluttered on her own saliva.
“I-I have no idea what you’re talking about still!” Gabby crossed her talons together and huffed.
“As mentioned, there will not be any balloons in one of Gabby’s parties, which she is afraid of. Makes more sense than Twilight’s fear of quesadillas and ladybirds.” The others looked at her with questioning looks.
“Apparently, she says they’re too cheesy for her,” Pinkie shrugged.
“Odd reason, and why ladybirds?” Autumn asked, “They’re adorable bugs!”
“Because when they were foals, Shining Armor, Twilight’s BBBFF, told her they were eyes looking back at her,” Pinkie chuckled, “That’s what I’ve heard from Starlight’s counselling with Twilight.”
“BBBFF?” Silverstream questioned.
“Big Brother Best Friend Forever,” Pinkie said quickly.
“Oh, so sibling teasing,” Silverstream waved her claw in laughter, “Me and Terramar do that all the time.”
“Exactly,” Pinkie laughed before turning promptly to Silverstream’s file, “Silverstream likes chocolate-chip mint or salted caramel ice-cream and kelp cakes with roasted sea grass.”
“That’s right!” Silverstream clapped her claws together, “I love something that represents both Mount Aris and Seaquestria! The Harmonising Heights have some wild mint and herbs that goes well with everything! I used to love kelp cakes when we were exiled, and still do now.”
“And to make sure that a party happens on a large enough staircase,” Pinkie read the final bit. This caused every creature to turn to her with knowing smiles. Silverstream just blushed at that.
“But, she is afraid of, jelly.” Pinkie paused as she read the last bit. Every creature turned to her with incredulous looks.
“Reminds me of a time that there was a huge swarm of jellyfish that came to Seaquestria,” Silverstream shivered, “I was about to head home when I got stung by one. When I was introduced to jelly, I freaked out, because it wobbles just like a jellyfish!”
“That sounds like a reasonable fear to me,” Gabby nodded in acknowledgement.
“And there are two words for them,” Pinkie smiled, “Zelatiniphobia for the fear of jelly, and scyphophobia for the fear of jellyfish.”
“Let me guess, you got that from Twilight’s book on the A-Z of phobias again didn’t you,” Autumn sighed.
“You betcha!” Pinkie proudly said before moving to Autumns file, “Autumn loves a nice hot bowl of pumpkin soup and roasted nuts. She occasionally adds paprika for extra heat.”
“That’s right!” Autumn gave a dreamy smile, “I roast the nuts myself with my nirik fire on my back, then reach and eat them. Us kirins love all things hot and spicy, as a way to tame our nirik side through flavour.” The others licked their lips, imagining Autumn’s food choice.
“But she’s afraid of fire extinguishers…”
There was a brief silence before every creature burst out laughing.
“What? I don’t like the foam that comes it…” Autumn shivered at her imagination. The others decided not to ask on her reason.
“And I know what my sister likes the most! Marble Cake of course,” Pinkie hugged her sister tightly, “But she is on a no-no with rocky roads. They’re too chocolatey to her, but I respect my sister’s decision.” Marble’s face was turning blue.
“Well, thank you Pinkie for showing us around your Party Planning Cave,” Silverstream thanked, “And thank you all for tuning in for the day!”
“You’re welcome,” Pinkie Pie bowed, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a party to plan.” She got onto the entrance slide, and slip upwards instead of downwards. The others looked at where she was dumbfounded. Marble less so.
“It’s Pinkie Pie, don’t question it. It’s Pinkie Pie, don’t question it. It’s Pinkie Pie, don’t question it,” Gabby muttered under her breath.
“I think the most important question is, how do we get out for tomorrow’s show?” Autumn asked, as she and the others started poking around for a possible exit.