Twilight sat down staring at a map of Ponyville. She knew that the destination had to be at least somewhat equally far away from both Donut Joe's and The SugarCube Corner. "But where though?" she wondered.
Spike approached her from behind, carrying a tray of food.
"Lunch time Twilight. It's your favorite. A hayburger, hold the cheese and extra pickles."
"Thanks Spike. I appreciate it. All this work has been making me kind of hungry."
"No problem, Twi. It's just part of being your number one assistant. So have you found a spot for Pinkie's contest thingy to end at? Cause I was thinking about Sweet Apple Acres. It's big. It's bright. Plus, it's generally a good spot for a picnic."
"Spike you can't just…", Twilight looked down at the map of Ponyville again, "Spike you're a genius! It's perfect."
"I am? I mean of course I am. Thanks for noticing."
"Let's go get Pinkie okay, Spike? We still need to finalize the details."
Spike gave a thumbs up.
"Understood."
A short while later, Pinkie Pie carefully sneaked into the Sugarcube Corner, staying low and trying to remain out of sight. She went up to the Cakes room and deposited the invitation to Sweet Apple Acres on their bed. Then went down to the kitchen to prepare some pink frosted donuts.
Meanwhile Twilight placed an order for a half dozen glazed donuts from Donut Joe. A simple order and his specialty. The key here was to get it fresh, right around the time he started a new batch.
A short while later when Pinkie had left for the delivery, the Cakes had discovered a note written in pink crayon. Mr. Cake had proceeded to put on his reading glasses.
"Cakes, you are hereby invited to a quiet little picnic at Sweet Apple Acres for some donuts. I need to do this so I can prove myself to you. Love, Pinkie Pie"
They went outside to look for their family friend, and saw Pinkie was already a pink running down the highway. They sighed and moseyed along, the Cakes figuring that Pinkie was making a beeline towards Sweet Apple Acres. Coming from the opposite end, was a robotic pony clunking around slowly but surely making their way towards Sweet Apple Acres.
But it was no use. The pink speedster had arrived in the lead and was leaps and bounds ahead of the robo-pony. Once Pinkie was close enough, she dropped the fresh pink frosted donuts down on the picnic table.
"Time everypony!" Twilight yelled as she stopped the stop watch.
The robot pony slowly pulled up in the distance and with a loud boom stopped just short of the gate.
"And the official winner is Pinkie Pie!" Twilight then proceeded to clear her throat, "For outstanding sportsmanship and being better than a machine, I present to you this certificate and coupon to Quills and Sofas."
Twilight then proceeded to hand Pinkie her reward.
"Woo! I won! I won! Did you see that, Twilight? And ooh, they're having a sale on baking supplies! Score!"
Mr. Cake chimed up. "Sorry about my remarks earlier dearie. I love and appreciate everything you do. And sorry about the half-baked promotion I gave you. I do believe a proper one is in order. I hereby dub thee,assistant manager. And looking at that bucket of bolts by the gate, I'm glad the Missus and I couldn’t get one of them after all. Though how are you going to get them back to Donut Joe?"
"We'll just send it through medium mail." Twilight said with a shrug.
"You know what this calls for”, Pinkie Pie adding some pause for emphasis, “a donut party!"