Lying in my bed, I let my mind begin to wonder. Two days supposedly until my lesson is complete. Random thoughts began flooding into my head. First, and somewhat important, why am I not hungry? I ate maybe once all week, I’ve been feeding Hazmat, so why was it that I wasn’t caving in on myself? Maybe…maybe I was feeding off of love? It’s always a possibility, but I’m not going to get carried away with it. Best to stop thinking about it before I go crazy. What’s worse, I have to spend the day with the party pony. I better get this over with before I do go insane. Who knows, maybe the day with Pinkie Pie won’t be so who am I kidding, it’s going to be horrible.
……….
I found the pastry shop after only moments of searching. The large pink building with the gingerbread roof stood out among the colorful streets of the town. As I pushed the door open, I heard the jingle of the bell above the door.
“Welcome to-“ A blue mare with a pink mane and an apron began to greet me, but stopped once she caught site of what I look like. I stood waiting as she regained her composure. “Sorry. You must be Pinkie’s new friend. She’s not here right now, but may I interest you in anything?”
“No, thank you, though. I’ll just be on my way.”
“Alright, come on back whenever you feel it’s right.”
I nodded as I walked out the door. Great. Now, on top of spending the day with Pinkie, I have to find her first. This is going to be a long-
“GOTCHA!” A pink blur shot through the air and hit me in the back, sending me face first into the ground with whatever it was on top of me. One guess on what that was. “I have been looking all over for you! I went to your house but you didn’t answer so I went to see if you were with Twilight but she hasn’t seen you then I ran into Rainbowdash and she said she hasn’t seen you for a day or two then Rarity said she saw you yesterday but she wouldn’t tell me what you were doing which is really strange then I saw you leaving Sugarcube Corner and here we are!” My mind was still spinning for quite some time after she stopped talking. It took me a few moments to put together just some of what she had said. “So, whatcha doin?”
“Looking for you.”
She gasped. “Really? That’s so weird, because I was looking for you! So, what do you want to do?”
“Well, you’re the element, so you choose.”
“Really? THEN LET’S-“
“No parties.”
“Drats, you’re no fun.” I grumbled under my breath. “Seriously, when was the last time you smiled?”
“When I got here.”
“When was the last time you laughed?”
I put my hoof to my chin in thought. “What month is it?”
“A MONTH!?”
“No, no, not a month…a couple of months.”
“A COUPLE OF-“
“Yes.”
“Well you’re no fun. There has to be something that makes you laugh.”
“You can try, but I doubt you’ll find anything.”
“You are asking me to find something to make someone smile and laugh! I know I can do it!”
“We’ll see.” Boy will I regret those words.
……….
The next few hours were spent with futile attempts at getting me to laugh, some in song. She played pranks, told jokes, at one point she brought out a cannon and shot me in the face with confetti. I didn’t even crack a smile. “You have gotta smile eventually.”
“No.”
“Please?”
“No.”
Pleeeeeeaaase?”
“Stop pleading.” She squinted her eyes at me as if trying to see through me. Suddenly, her eyes widened and she smiled, an extremely wide smile. “What? What are you planning?” suddenly, she took off, not even touching the ground. “Wait! Where are you-“ I sighed heavily. “Should I even follow her?” Like an obedient dog, I walked off into the same direction she shot into, tossing my head side to side to see if I could see her, but all I saw was the usual: a few distasteful glares thrown my way. I decided my chances would be better if I took to the air. Scanning over the town from above, I still couldn’t spot her, then, what sounded like a gunshot. I turned my head in the direction it came from, only to see the same pink blur flying at me. My ears clamped against the back of my head in a mix of fear and brace as I was hammered in the face, sent hurdling through the air with her and I tangled together. It felt like forever to regain control of the situation, or my flight, for lack of a better word. “What are you doing!?”
I looked over to see her standing beside me holding a box. “Surprise!”
“What is that?”
“A cake!” she opened the box to show a white cake with pink icing, happy birthday written across the top.”
“It’s not my birthday.”
“Early?”
“Late.”
“Then happy belated birthday!”
“Okay…” I then shook my head in shock when I realized something that I couldn’t believe I didn’t notice. Pinkie Pie was standing in front of me. I was flying. She was standing in thin air at least one-hundred yards above the ground. “How are you doing that?”
“What?”
“This.” I indicated with my hooves, pointing to the ground, slowly moving up to her hooves. “How are you up here?”
She shrugged. “I dunno.” Suddenly, she began to plummet to the ground, but I quickly caught her.
“Why do I always end up doing this?” She replied with a smile as she held the cake up to me. I couldn’t help but smile. I finally gave in, and no matter how much I tried to hide it, I knew she saw it.
“AH-HA! I knew I could do it!”
“Yeah, alright, you finally got me.” I began to chuckle. “Mission accomplished.”
“And you’re laughing! Yay!” I lowered her back onto the ground, careful not to slip up at all. Once she hit the ground, she handed me the cake.
“Alright, I should head home.”
“Aww, but I wanted some cake.”
“Gotta knife?”
She pulled a small butter knife out of nowhere. “I have everything!”
“Okay, cut the cake in half, you take half, I take half.” She didn’t hesitate, as if she had done it hundreds of times before, she quickly cut the cake and took her half, leaving me with half and the box.
“Bye Amor! Thanks for the cake!” She stuffed the whole thing in her face in one bite.
“No, thank you.”