//------------------------------// // Baking with Pinkie // Story: How I met The Girls of My Life // by Wildcard25 //------------------------------// At Pinkie's place one afternoon, Spike was with Pinkie Pie in the kitchen helping her bake something. Pinkie was currently mixing batter into a bowl, as Spike spoke up. “I sure hope it turns out good.” he hoped. “It'll turn out more than good, Spike. It'll turn out GREAT!” Pinkie cheered. As Pinkie finished, she poured the batter into four pans, and carefully placed them in the over. Pinkie set the timer and she and Spike waited. “I'm surprised your parents allow you to use the over by yourself, let alone the kitchen.” Spike said in surprise. “I may be what so many call an airhead, but when it comes to the kitchen I know my stuff,” Pinkie boasted, as she brought the mixing bowl over, “Come on, let's lick it dry.” Both kids licked some of the batter from the bowl getting a good idea of what the cake they were baking would taste like. As the two continued to wait, Spike couldn't help but admire the atmosphere of Pinkie's home. He found out her family was in the rock business. Her parents Igneous Rock Pie and Cloudy Quartz would go to the mines outside town and mine for rare rocks and minerals to sell for various purposes. After a few hours the cakes were finished. Pinkie pulled them out and sat them on the over to cook. Both she and Spike eyes the golden brown pastry's and salivated. “They look so delicious.” Spike said while trying to hols himself back. “I know,” Pinkie said equally excited to eat them, “But before we can eat, they need decorating.” Spike nodded agreement. Both she and Spike pulled out all the needed materials from frosting and the spreaders, and the sprinkle shakers. Once they got everything together they stacked the four individuals cakes together to make two big cakes. “Now let's give these cakes a makeover!” Pinkie announced. “I'm with you.” Spike smiled, as he readied a frosting spreader. Both Pinkie and Spike worked on a cake each making sure it was covered in frosting leaving no bare spots. Once both cakes were covered in frosting, they spread some colorful sprinkles all across the cakes. Both Pinkie and Spike looked upon their delicious looking masterpieces, “Well, Spike. We did it.” Pinkie told her little friend. “We sure did.” Spike agreed. “And now comes the best part. We eat!” Pinkie cheered. “Just what I like to hear.” “You're not gonna eat them by yourselves are you?” came a monotonous voice. “I sure hope not.” another voice spoke up. “Mm-hm.” a softer voice was heard. Pinkie and Spike looked to see three more girls enter the kitchen. They were Pinkie's three sisters, whom Spike also met when Pinkie first brought Spike over to her place. The oldest of them who had an apathetic look had grayish blue violet hair and wore a gray shirt and pants. She was Maud Pie, the oldest of the Pie siblings. While Spike was taken aback at what a polar opposite she was compared to Pinkie Pie he still enjoyed her company because she wasn't judgmental. The second girl that had a bit of a scowling look and looked slightly younger than Maud had gray hair with the left side styled in a bob cut, while the right side was short, spiky, and sticking out on ends. She wore a purple shirt and black shorts. She was Limestone Pie, the second eldest child. Although she came off with a mean looking appearance which originally made Spike think she didn't like him, learned that was just her normal every day look but really was harmless. Spike learned if there was one thing Limestone took pride in it's hard work. The final girl who looked about Pinkie's age had long hair like Fluttershy's only colored dark cyanish gray with spring-greenish streaks. She was Marble Pie. And much like Fluttershy Spike learned she was also a shy quiet type and felt rather nervous and timid when she first met him, but eventually softened up to him. “Hi, girls!” Pinkie cheered as she hugged her siblings, “You all just get in?” “Mm-hm.” Marble confirmed. Limestone looked at the state of the kitchen covered in baking material from batter and flour, “You two must've been really busy.” “We sure were.” Spike confirmed. “Mind if we have some cake?” Maud asked. “Not at all. More the merrier!” Pinkie beamed. So the five kids each took a plate and gently cut a piece from both cakes. As they each took a bite, the girls and Spike smiled in joy. “Delicious.” Pinkie smiled. “I like it.” Maud said. “Not bad.” Limestone admitted. “Mm.” Marble's face brightened. “Spike, you really outdid yourself with the one you made.” Pinkie said. “You think so?” Spike asked hopeful. “She's not wrong there.” Limestone said, as she playfully ruffled Spike's hair. “You should really look into cooking for a possible future.” Maud suggested. “Really? I mean I do love watching my mom cook, especially when she needs me to help her with it. I practically know the recipes for her food inside and out. But until she thinks I'm more than capable of handling the bigger delicacies I have to work under her care.” “Well, give or take a couple of years I know you'll be ready.” Pinkie told him. “Thanks, Pinkie.” Spike said, as the group continued to enjoy their cake. When they finished, Pinkie's sisters decided to pitch in and help their sister and Spike in cleaning up the kitchen. When they were finished, Spike and Pinkie sat out in the backyard on the porch relaxing. “Boy I'm still pretty stuffed from that cake.” Spike said patting his stomach. “I don't know, I could still go for another.” Pinkie replied as Spike looked at her in disbelief. “Where do you put it all?” “That's my secret.” Pinkie grinned. “Afternoon, kids!” came a voice close by. The two looked over to see right next door to them on the other side of the fence was a middle aged couple named Cranky Doodle and Matilda. “Afternoon, Mr. Cranky Doodle and Matilda!” Pinkie greeted. “Afternoon, you two.” Spike greeted as well. Cranky ad Matilda were Pinkie's next door neighbors. Although Matilda was a happy and kind lady, Cranky was what you'd call the stereotypical grouchy neighbor. Although grouchy he was genuinely a kind man on his happier days, especially when he had Matilda at his side. “How're you two enjoying your summer?” Matilda asked them. “It's going great.” Spike admitted. “Even though school's right around the corner,” Pinkie pouted, “Which means we'll have less time for fun on weekdays.” “Well, as long as you being in school means I can get several hours of peace and quiet, I ain't complainin'.” Cranky said. “Aw, admit it, Mr. C.D, you're gonna miss us when school starts.” Pinkie said slyly. “I have nothing to admit.” Cranky replied trying to hide his true feelings. “Oh, Cranky.” Matilda giggled, as the couple went inside. Spike sighed, “Yeah, school's just around the corner for us. Which means it'll be time for me to get used to another new place.” “Don't feel bad, Spike,” Pinkie gave him a comforting side hug, “Remember me and the rest of the girls will be right there at school so you'll never feel alone.” Spike looked at her feeling better, “Thanks, Pinkie. I'm glad I met you and the others.” “Same here. Now come on, Spike. Give me the biggest smile you can make!” Pinkie said, as she began tickling Spike's sides. “Pinkie, stop don't!” Spike laughed as he tried to get away from Pinkie, but she wasn't giving him any chance to escape her. Soon the back door opened, and Pinkie's sisters came out, “What's all the noise out... here?” Limestone asked, as the three watched Pinkie tickling Spike. “Girls, help! Control your sister!” Spike pleaded through his laughing. Maud turned to her other two sibs and spoke, “We should do something, shouldn't we?” Limestone smirked, “Yes we should.” “Mm-hm.” Marble agreed with a smirk of her own. “Girls, why're you looking like that?” Spike asked nervously, as the other sisters approached and joined Pinkie in tickling him. As Spike laughed himself silly, he felt good knowing he had such a good friend like Pinkie who had equally nice sisters.