Author: LDSocrates
Prompt: Disaster
Crashing, banging, moaning, and other assorted ruckus could be heard coming quite loudly from Twilight’s house. And, for once, Pinkie was not involved and didn’t have to deal with the neighbors complaining. Yet.
With an arched brow and slightly twitchy hips, she pushed the front door open and ventured inside. “Hey, Twilight?” she called inside towards the kitchen, the source of all the noise. “Spike told me you were having a teensy weensy little total mental breakdown and said I might be able to help. What’s put a wild bunny up your plot this time, honey?”
“He what?!” she heard her marefriend growl from inside like a dragon that just got robbed. Or a Twilight whose plans, well, didn’t go according to plan. Same difference. “Oh, he is so grounded. I told him to keep it a secret!” What Pinkie found when she came to the door was what used to be a kitchen turned into a gooey mess of flour, sugar, eggs, frosting, and cake pans that looked like a bakery met a batch of fireworks. Pinkie would know.
In the middle of it was a very distraught Twilight Sparkle, covered in pink and purple frosting and what was probably supposed to be cake batter at one point in the alicorn’s imagination. In her magic grip was a cookbook, but she soon tossed it aside with a cry of frustration.
“I’m so, so sorry, Pinkie!” she wailed, flopping on her stomach and covering her head with her forelegs. “I almost completely forgot about our anniversary, I just wanted to make a surprise cake to save face since we didn’t plan anything! I should’ve known I couldn’t do it; Spike does all the cooking around here. I can barely make a sandwich, let alone a cake!”
“Honey-”
“Oh, and it was going to be so nice, too,” Twilight continued, staring up at the ceiling as if heaven had forsaken her. “I was going to make a twelve-layer cake since we’ve been dating for twelve months, with purple and pink frosting and cotton candy flavoring and cream filling, but I couldn’t even make a single layer!”
“Twi-”
“I tried so hard to make it really, really fast by multitasking with my magic, but I got distracted for just one second by Derpy crashing next door, and next thing I know everything collided and everything was ruined! This whole day has been a catastrophe.” She let out a whine and flopped onto her back, covering her face. “I am so, so sorry, Pinkie. I am just the worst marefriend ev-”
“Equestria to Sparkle Butt!” Pinkie shouted through a megaphone.
Twilight’s face went pinker than the frosting in her coat, her eyes finally locking with Pinkie’s. “Y…yes, Pinkie?”
Pinkie just tossed the megaphone aside, which mysteriously vanished because it was no longer needed. “Hon, it’s July eighth, right?”
Twilight furrowed her brow and tilted her head. “Yeah…”
Pinkie sauntered over to her prone marefriend and stood over her, her hooves planted on either side. “Our anniversary is August seventh; you must’ve gotten the numbers mixed up, you silly filly,” she giggled with a loving, amused smile.
Twilight’s brow furrowed even deeper as she shook her head. “No, I specifically remember asking you out one year ago today. I even wrote it down in my dia-”
The fretting alicorn was cut off by a big, sloppy, sugary kiss from her marefriend, stealing the panic and her breath right out of her. When the kiss ended, Twilight panted, “Yeah… yeah, must’ve gotten the dates mixed up. Silly me.”
Pinkie let out another giggle and licked a glob of purple frosting off Twilight’s cheek. “Let’s get you cleaned up, Miss Messy.”
Twilight blushed a bit deeper. “Okay, okay, I’ll go get a bath.”
Pinkie grinned wider and licked her lips, laying herself atop her marefriend and giving her twitchy hips a little shake. “Who said anything about a bath?”