Another Day
I woke up this morning to somepony else trying to wake me up. There was a soft tapping on my window that got louder as I pulled my blanket over my head. The tapping continued until I finally got up and saw Rainbow Dash hovering outside. I got up and walked towards the window.
“What do you want?” I asked her.
“Well I thought since you were new in Ponyville I could give you the grand tour.”
I quickly, and effortlessly, analyzed her actions and new she want to get me to like her. She clearly was concerned about what others thought of her so I decided to play along. I walked downstairs and ate breakfast then went outside to get a tour from Rainbow Dash.
“Let’s get started,” I said.
She took me around town to see things that I assume are important parts of the town. A bakery called Sugarcube Corner, a boutique, an apple orchard called Sweet Apple Acres and finally the library. It was rather uneventful but I was able to meet up with The Cutie Mark Crusaders so it wasn’t all bad. I at least had some friends to do something with. Friends. I never thought I would enjoy my life in Ponyville, let alone make friends. But somehow I did it. I made friends. My time with Rainbow Dash was getting a little old and so I found a way to lose her with The Cutie Mark Crusaders.
“Finally,” I began, “I thought I was going to have to listen to her all day.”
“I know. She just kept talkin’ about herself,” said Apple Bloom.
“Now what do we do?”
“We could try to find our cutie marks,” said Sweetie Belle.
“We do that every day,” Scootaloo said, “But we clearly aren’t trying enough because we still don’t have our cutie marks.”
“Hey Johnathan are you coming?” asked Sweetie Belle as they began to walk.
“Um…well…sure why not.”
So we began to do activities in an attempt to get our cutie marks. We tried baseball first which I found easy as it was mainly just angles with power having little impact on whether you do well or not. We then set off to do rock climbing. It was simple and all you had to do was avoid getting stuck. I didn’t have trouble with that either as I stayed on the right path that most ponies would have to learn from experience. The last thing we went to do was the tightrope. It was an odd choice but I was quite good at keeping my balance and so was Scootaloo.
“I can’t believe it,” said an exasperated Apple Bloom, “After all that we still didn’t get our cutie marks.”
“But we did have fun right,” I said trying to lift their spirits, “And after all if you’re not having fun you’re just wasting your time.”
“I guess you’re right but…I still want my cutie mark.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll get it eventually.”
“But I want it now.”
“But sometimes you just have to wait. I always wait and work things out in my head so they go just right. If I rush I wouldn’t be able to do all the things I can do.”
There was a bit of a silence that was broke by a strange pink pony.
“Hi,” she shouted as she approached us, “Guess what.”
I quickly took my analysis and began to speak, “You just left your birthday party.”
“Wow how did you know that? Can you see into the future, or maybe you can see into the past, or maybe you can read my mind.”
“The answer is none of the above. I could tell because of your enthusiasm which indicated you were the focal point of something, the smell of an array of foods and the fact that you have some confetti in your mane.”
“Wow. That was amazing!”
“It’s nothing really.”
“Hey you’re new in town aren’t you?”
“Yes my name’s Johnathan.”
“My name’s Pinkie Pie and I throw the best parties ever. Hey, when’s your birthday. I need to know if I’m going to throw you a birthday party.”
“It’s tomorrow but I don’t want a party.”
“You don’t want a party!” Pinkie Pie said in disbelief, “How could you not want a party I mean they are so much fun.”
“I just don’t want to be the center of attention.”
“Oh I see,” she said as she looked at Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo.
“And I definitely don’t want a surprise party,” I added on.
“Ok well I gotta go,” said Apple Bloom.
“Me too,” Sweetie Belle followed.
“Me three,” Scootaloo finished.
“Me four or is it me last oh well bye,” said Pinkie Pie.
This was by far the easiest situation to analyze. They were throwing me a surprise party. It was unfortunate for them because my plans had changed to sleep all day tomorrow so I don’t have to go to my party.
I woke up the next morning as I did every morning since I got to Ponyville by trying to fall back to sleep. I pulled my blanket over my head and began to drift of but then I smelled something. It was a pleasant aroma that came from the kitchen. I recognize it as pancakes. But not just any pancakes. No they were of course my favorite, chocolate chip pancakes.
“Johnathan,” my mom called up to me, “Come down and get your breakfast. I made chocolate chip pancakes.”
“I don’t want any,” I told her from my room.
I knew she would be worried as I would do just about anything for chocolate chip pancakes. I heard footsteps coming towards my room and then my door opened.
“Johnathan are you ok,” my mom said as she walked towards me.
“Yes,” I said, still hidden under my blanket.
“Now don’t lie to me I know something’s wrong.”
“Today’s my birthday,” I began to explain to her, “And if I get up I’m going to have to go to a surprise party for me.”
She didn’t question how I knew and instead got straight to the party part, “Why don’t you want to go.”
“I hate being the center of attention.”
“Look Johnathan life is full of situations we don’t like but still have to deal with so you might as well make the best of it.”
I came out from underneath my blanket.
“Fine. Do I still get the pancakes?”
“Well actually your father ate them all.”
“Seriously mom, I know you’re lying and that’s not even funny. You know how I feel about chocolate chip pancakes.”