The Girl Named Pinkie Pie

by Lux


Afternoon Confession

Chapter 4 – Afternoon Confession

The afternoon at the bakery was fairly easy for you and Pinkie Pie. All of the cake orders were taken care of, and aside from setting out a few more baked goods for the store you were just waiting around in case any new orders came in.

“Is it always like this, busy in the morning and calm in the afternoon?”

“Well, kind of,” Pinkie said as she bounced around cleaning up things, “All the baked things are done in the morning, so the afternoon is mainly just waiting for people to pick things up. Of course we have those doozy days ay the bakery, but I can tell when those are.”

“How can you tell? Are they certain days?”

“Oh no, it’s not certain days. I can tell by my Pinkie Sense.”

“Your Pinkie Sense,” you say, remembering how Pinkie Pie has that in the show, being able to predict things happening due to a certain part of her body acting up, “So, how does that work?”

“Well, when I have an itchy ear, it means we’re going to have a doozy of a day. When I have tingly nose, it means that someone’s either at the front door of my apartment or in the store. If I have a shivery spine, that means that one of my friends are sad.”

“Ok then,” you say surprised that this girl claims that she has the same strange powers that Pinkie pie from the show possesses, “so, is that all the things that happen to you?”

“Well, there are others too. There are some doozies too, like when my whole body shakes!”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that I’m in love. But that really only happened once.”

When she said that Pinkie Pie for the first time made a frown, however so slight but still noticeable.

“What happened?”

“I … don’t really want to talk about it. What matters now is that things are great and I’m happy.”

“Well, I’m happy that you are happy,” you say.

“Awww… that’s a really nice thing to say. You know, you’re a really good guy. I was wondering how you would be when you showed up, but you’re actually really kind. There is one thing you need to do for me though.”

“What’s that?”

“Loosen up,” Pinkie shouted, catching you off guard, “I mean why so serious? Every time I’m talking to me you look like your nervous. You’re not thinking I’m going to hurt you, are you?”

“No, of course not,” you say. Granted you are still wondering how this girl is so much like the pink pony from the show, but you see nothing in her that makes her seem like she’d go crazy and hurt you.

“Alright then,” Pinkie said, “If we’re going to be good working together here, then I think we should be doing more things with each other outside of work.”

“Like what?”

“You know, going out to eat, watching movies, or just getting to know each other. I really want you to be my best friend. You want to be my friend too, right?”

“Sure I do. In fact you’ll be my first friend in town.”

“Oh thank you thank you thank you thank you,” Pinkie said as she runs and hugs you in a tight embrace as if she’s afraid you’ll change your mind.

“Pinkie, please let go. I can’t breathe.”

You struggle to keep your balance as she holds you tight, but suddenly your legs give out, sending you and the pink haired girl crashing to the floor. Recovering from your fall, you see that Pinkie is lying on top of you with a grin on her face. You glad that the Cakes didn’t walk in on this scene.

“Wooo! That was fun! We should do that again.”

“Pinkie, I think you should get off me now.”

“Why,” she asked before realizing exactly how suggestive the position she and you were in.

“Oops, awkward,” she said her face red with embarrassment as she stood up and then helped you up, “I mean awkward with you and I, not, you know. I’m not a prude or anything like that.”

“I understand. Hey, the day’s over isn’t it?”

“Yuppers! You’re first day was fun, wasn’t it?”

“Definitely. Hey, do you want to join me for dinner?”

“Sure! Where do you want to go?”

“How about the Burger Barn?”

“Okie dokie lokey,” she says throwing off her apron.

“Give me a second and I’ll drive you there.”

“Ok. Meet you outside then,” Pinkie said as she dashes out of the kitchen in a pink blur.

You smile as you put away your apron, thinking about the new friend you met and the wild time you’re sure to have with her.