A Week In The Life

by Comet Burst


Tuesday

Physical exertion was a trait many stallions prided themselves on. Being able to lift heavy weights, pull or push large objects or endure long periods of time was highly valued in Equestrian society. For Butterscotch, however, he was capable of none of these. His largest amount of weight lifting per day was heaving the large sack of pet food up in the air so a feeding frenzy didn't break out. The last one to happen resulted in the Great Furry Incident of three years ago when the ferrets, field mice and hamsters overran a quarter of Ponyville searching for food. The flower ponies still shuddered about it whenever they saw one of those three animals.

After the explosion yesterday, Butterscotch and his friends had spent most of the day today repairing Dusk's roof. It was clearly obvious which ones were the stronger of the group as Blitz lifted huge piles of wood up to the hole while AJ tugged a wagon chocked full of spare planks from the last Apple barn build two weeks ago. Dusk and Elusive were busy placing the planks and nailing them in with their magic, swiftly closing the hole. Butterscotch, however, stood near the next room as three young colts played around with some small planks and nails.

"Look what I built!" a small white unicorn named Silver Bells shouted. Next to him sat a crudely built cluster of wood that looked nothing like anything recognizable to Butterscotch.

"What's that supposed to be?" the orange pegasus, Skater Roo asked, tilting his head.

"An' where didja get glue?" Applebutter, AJ's younger yellow brother, questioned with a concerned look.

"It's not glue," Silver Bells said with a triumphant smile, "It's spit!"

Several noises of disgust rang out around Butterscotch as he gave them a small smile. The colts were pretty amusing, reminding him of his friends when they were younger. Turning back around, he watched as Blitz and AJ panted heavily while Elusive used plaster to cover the wood. Dusk smiled happily to his friends when a voice rang out.

"Lunch is served!" Bubble Berry shouted, craning his neck from the kitchen doorway.

Almost at once, all three colts darted out of the room, trailing behind Blitz and AJ. They all shouted happily as they piled into the cramped room, followed by a pillow.

"Quiet! Now!" came a shout from upstairs.

"Sorry Spines!" Dusk called up to her before trotting into the kitchen, Elusive and Butterscotch in tow. Somehow, all eight of them managed to fit around the table and looked at each other confused. They were here to eat, but the table was blank.

"Where's the food?" Skater Roo asked impatiently. A quick stern look from both Blitz and AJ quieted him, but not before a pink stallion trotted up to the table.

"Wait for it," he said with a grin wider than his face.

All the stallions sat in dead silence, bracing themselves for anything to happen. They each had learned long ago that you didn't move when Bubble told you to wait for something. Nervously, they glanced at each other and Dusk bit his lower lip.

"Bubble, what are we--" he began.

Before he finished speaking, the oven gave a soft 'ding!' and all Tartarus broke loose. The door to the oven burst open, as if dynamite exploded behind it, and objects flew out at breakneck speeds. The ponies nearest to the oven, Elusive and Silver Bells, screamed loud enough to make you wonder if they were stallions as they ducked to avoid the tasty projectiles. Around the table, soft, gooey object smacked each pony in the face, somehow leaving a perfectly drawn frosting cutie mark at the front.

Complete anarchy ensued as the ponies with pastries on their faces fell over, their cries muffled by the sweets. All together, the ponies ran for the door, screaming like mares on a little girl's show. The oven refused to stop firing as more and more projectiles shot to them, all cakes. They splattered on the walls, the table, the other appliances, everywhere. Outside the kitchen, the ponies frantically began to push furniture towards the door.

"Bubble! What the living buck were you thinking?!" Blitz shouted as he and Dusk shoved a bookcase near the door.

"What tha hay did ya do ta that oven?!" AJ yelled, narrowly avoiding an apple pie that splattered on the wall next to his head.

From behind the overturned table, Bubble Berry's top half poked up, the three colts clutched tightly in his forehooves.

"It was supposed to shoot confetti and a single cake for a 'Your Home is Fixed' party!" he shouted, pausing to open his mouth and have a cake fly into it. Swiftly, he chewed the cake and ducked as three smaller pastries smashed into the table, each bearing the words 'Congratulations on your Cutie Marks!'

Bubble, why on Equestria would you--" Elusive began before tragedy struck. The pristine face of the town's resident fashion designer flew to the right as a cake impacted with him. The stallion wailed loudly, as if injured, and fell to the ground dramatically, cake obscuring half of his face.

"What the buck are you all doing down there?!" came a voice. Above them, a small purple and green dragon poked her head out from the loft above the kitchen. Once she saw Elusive on the ground, she gave a very uncharacteristic scream and bolted down the stairway, avoiding two pies in the process.

"Spines! Get back upstairs! It's too dangerous!" Dusk shouted to her, but the dragon didn't listen as she braved the pastry shooting gallery to reach Elusive. When she got there, Spines wrapped her arms around his neck and tugged, weakly pulling him behind another bookcase.

"Elusive, Elusive, can you hear me?!" she yelled in his face.

Weakly, Elusive's remaining visible eyes fluttered open gently as he looked for his savior. Once he saw her, a small smile broke out on his face.

"Dearest Spines," he weakly mumbled to her, raising a hoof to her cheek, "I'm so glad I got to see you. One... Last.. Time..."

The stallion then proceeded to pass out dramatically, causing Spines to let out a cry of anguish.

"What the hay are they doing over there?!" Blitz shouted, still trying to push the bookcase to the door. AJ had come over to help him now, but the sheer amount of cakes that had splattered in front of the case had stopped any forward progress.

"Tha better question is 'Where did Bubble get all these pies an' cakes?'!" AJ shouted over to Blitz.

"No!" Dusk yelled, "Where's Butterscotch?!"

"I agree, that's a good one!" came Bubble's voice from behind the table.


Instead of following the other stallions into the room adjacent to get assaulted with cakes, Butterscotch had somehow slipped through the kitchen window. He stood outside the front door, trying to get in, but the frosting of the cakes had gummed up the latch, effectively sealing the weak pegasus out. Now, the poor stallion was rushing back to his cottage in hoped that Barry the Bear would help him.

However, life took an interesting turn as he passed Sweet Apple Acres.

"Hey, Buttah-scotch," came the rustic, yet musical voice of Red Gala, "Where ya off to in sucha hurry?"

Butterscotch froze in his tracks and spun to face the red mare. Tears were starting to stream down his cheeks as he relayed the events at Dusk's home to her. Gala's face betrayed no emotion until she heard AJ and Applebutter were trapped.

"Yer sayin' all the fellas are trapped and bein' buried alive by cakes?" she asked with a bit of concern. It was only then did Butterscotch realize how silly his story sounded.

"Yes!" he wailed to the mare.

Without a second to spare, Gala tore off to the town as Butterscotch blinked and followed after her. The run was only a short distance, but Butterscotch was out of breath by the time he got there, wondering why he didn't fly to the library. Inside, more shouts of anguish and terror rang out as Gala listened. Without warning, she spun around and gave the door a very powerful kick, smashing to open despite the layers of cake behind it.

bolting in there, Gala stopped to see Bubble Berry still clutching the colts behind a table as her brother and Blitz frantically tried to push a bookcase that wasn't going anywhere. As she turned to the doorway, a cake impacted into her chest, splattering all over her coat. Looking down unimpressed, Gala started to trot over to the kitchen, ignoring all the pastries along the way.

Butterscotch, the timid pony he was, somehow found some small reserve of courage to follow after her. He yelped, ducked and sidestepped as every pastry attacked him, but still managed to make his way to the kitchen doorway. As he peeked inside, he saw Gala approach the oven, splattered from head to hoof in cake and pie. Without so much as a pause, Gala reached out and pressed a button atop the oven. Almost immediately, the cakes stopped flying and peace ensued.

After a rather large cheer for Gala saving them, Dusk, Blitz and AJ rounded on Bubble and shouted at him for nearly killing them with cake. As they did, Gala trotted out of the kitchen past Butterscotch, who watched her with awe. As she approached the front door, the yellow pegasus found him following her, calling her name. Gala's ears perked up and she spun around to face Butterscotch, her front still covered in cake and frosting.

"Wha's tha mattah, Buttah-scotch?" she asked as if concerned.

The yellow pegasus skidded to a half in front of her, a look of determination on his face.

"Gala, what you did back there was really cool!" he almost shouted to her, forgoing his usual mumble. Around them, the colts and stallions paused what they were doing, paying rapt attention to the now assertive Butterscotch.

"Oh, it was no big deal," Gala replied with a small blush underneath the frosting.

"Yes, it was!" Scotch said with more confidence. Where he was getting this, he couldn't guess.

"Well, yer welcome," Gala said with a smile.

Silence ensued as Gala and Butterscotch stared at each other awkwardly before the stallion spoke up.

"Pleasegooutonadatewithme!"

"Wha?" Gala asked, confused.

"I said, 'Please go out on a date with me!'"

Silence ensued as Gala's face turned to one of shock, as well as everypony else in the room. The most timid, most shy pony had just asked one of the only available mares out on a date. Well, not really asked, but you get the idea.

It took a while for Gala to respond, mostly from the shock of him saying that to her, but eventually she smiled and said, "When ya wanna go?"