Fruit Cake bounced delightfully around the store, imagining all the adventures she'll have here in Ponyville.
"Mrs. Cake, I'm back from-"
Fruit stopped and turned. The voice came from from a pink pony at the door who was staring at her. Fruit tilted her head; the pink pony tilted hers as well. Fruit then tilted her head the other way, and the pink pony did the same.
"Fruit, meet Pinkie Pie," Mrs. Cake introduced, "Pinkie, this is our niece, Fruit Cake. She's staying here until she can afford a house of her own, and she'll be staying in your room as well."
"O my gosh! A roommate! I've never had a roommate before!' Pinkie exclaimed. "We should totally have a party tonight!"
"You read my mind, Pinkie! First, help me with my stuff."
"Sure!"
The two hyper mares each grabbed a bag and headed to Pinkie's room.
"Uggghhh," Mr. Cake groaned, "I hope it wasn't a bad idea to let her stay here..."
"I know, dear, but we're next on the list."
Mr. Cake sighed again.
"...And that's how I got my cutie mark," Fruit finished.
"Wow! That's so cool! I never knew you could even bake a cake like that..."
"Trust me, it works!"
"Oh, I should introduce you to Gummy. Be right back!"
Fruit continued to unpack. She took out a cheese wheel, a pair of socks, a bowling pin, and seventeen cans of Red Minotaur, her favorite drink. Then she felt something bite her mane, but it didn't hurt at all.
"Fruit, meet Gummy!" Pinkie returned. It was a toothless baby alligator.
"WHOA! Awesome! You have a baby alligator, sweet! And he's so cute."
Gummy kept biting at her mane and tail.
"Gummy really likes you!"
"Cool! Oh, check this out!"
Fruit pulled out a weird toy-like object. It had a round base with hole in the center, and a rope that went through the hole. One side had a large knot in the rope and the other had a hoop at the very end.
"It's was my old swing when I was a filly," Fruit explained, "I'm going to give it to the twins for their birthday coming up."
"That'll be perfect for them! What's this?" Pinkie picked up a strange bright purple box that had green and red stripes around it.
"That's mine!' Fruit grabbed it out of Pinkie's hooves and put it down. "It's mine, and is the only thing I don't want you to touch at all!"
"Okay!" Pinkie backed away.
"I'm sorry," Fruit apologized, "but it's very important to me..., and I don't like other ponies touching it..." Fruit began to sulk.
"Hey, don't be so down! Lets get the rest of your stuff unpacked, so we can get thing ready for the party!'
Fruit jumped up, and her exuberance returned, "Yeah!"
The two ponies continued to unpack, Fruit telling Pinkie stories about every single object.
"I got this from my trip to Appleloosa," she said holding an apple-shaped clock, "and this from when I stayed at my Aunt Angel's place in Canterlot," this time holding an emerald that had streaks of ruby in it.
"It matches your mane!"
"I know, that's why I got it. I plan to put it on an outfit, maybe..."
"Oo! Oo! My friend Rarity can help you with that. She's the best dressmaker in all of Equestra!"
"Man! You know everybody! I wish I had friends...," Fruit sighed.
"WHAAAAAAT!?!?", Pinkie gasped, "No friends!?"
"Yeah..., I guess that other ponies don't like it when you jump on them on Nightmare Night and cause them to run off into a river..."
Pinkie sat there thinking, then she bounced up, "I'll be your friend!"
Fruit wiped her eyes and smiled, "Thanks..."
"Everypony should have at least one friend," Pinkie beamed.
Fruit nodded, "Lets get back to it!"
They continued to unpack, until finally, they were finished.
"There we we go Fruit," Pinkie began, "Now I'm going to get things ready for your party!" She zoomed down the stairs to start preparing.
Fruit turned back to the mysterious box; she opened it and looked inside...