Saying sorry is easy

by Jetto


2. Didn't we forget about something?

Saying sorry- didn't we forget about something?

Despite sounding like a prologue to a horrible romantic schlock of a movie, Prince Blueblood survived being alone with Pinkie Pie in the bathroom without any further sexual harassment or romantic developments. Now that he was free in his new home, Golden Oaks library, he could finally sigh with relief and look forward to living in a town where he had no enemies left.

Except 'what'sherface' fashionista he wanted to erase from his memories.

Now all he had to show for today’s adventure, was a single band-aid on his hoof, which Pinkie applied after carefully washing and disinfecting it like a real nurse. She did note that she was an older siter of two (and yonger of one) and on their farm they had cuts and bruises all the time, so she learned first aid in very early age.
His train of thought was interrupted by knocking on the doors. Apparently, some ponies didn't realize it was a public library and you were free to enter anytime during the open hours (which it was). Shining Armor answered the door, only to meet with bouncy new pink friend of theirs.

"Hi Shiny, hi Bluie! Delivery from Sugarcube Corner!" that said she grabbed a paper back from her saddlebags and hoofed it to Shining Armor. He recognized the donuts that Blue ordered before the whole incident, which they forgot about completely.

"Thanks Pinkie Pie," Shining bowed to her.

"No problemo, anything for my friends, and costumers. Friumers? Costunds? Hmm, no, doesn't have a ring to it..." she scratched her head and ultimately shrugged "... oh well. Two donuts right here, the rest is outside."

Pause.

"The rest?" asked Shining Armor.

"Outside?" added Blueblood, as he trotted next to Shiny, as they both looked at Pinkie Pie quizzically.

"Yup. It won't fit through the door. Unless you know some cool shrinking spell. Oh, if you know one, can you shrink me? I could make a doll party that isn't as uncomfortable as the one I did before. I couldn't fit in the house and lost at limbo. I never lose at limbo!"

They widened their eyes in revelation, turned to each other as they confirmed that their minds were on the same track . Then they rushed outside the library.

"Oh my!"

"Oh my indeed!"

They knew they forgot about something. This, however, was a bigger problem than a bag of donuts. Much bigger. In fact, it was an entire cart bigger than any of them, all full of pies. Pies of many sizes, flavors and colors, brought here by Pinkie Pie.

"Good thing we live so close, this thing if HEAVY!" noted Pinkie Pie, as they observed a pie cart. In his incompetence, Prince accidentally ordered every single pie that Sugarcube Corner had that particular morning, which was enough to feed the entire village a full course meal. If full course was made up of different types of pie, of course.

"When you left, Mrs Cake remembered that you wanted all the pie and left a bag full of bits, which was about 20 bits short, but since you ordered so much she gave you a discount and threw in the donuts and shipping, no charge," she smiled at the two sets of jaws dropped almost right there to the ground "What are you gonna do with all this pie, Bluie?"

That... was a good question. Initially, it was just a panic move and he wanted to take it back once the confusion stops, but Pinkie Pie's lips made him forget about it (now there's a great line that could be misunderstood without proper context). He could still cancel the order and get his money back, but that would mean giving back all this pie, which at this point of the day wouldn't be sold anyway and only get stale the next day. And there was no way he and Shiny could eat it all, not even if they brought their friends and family together. Maybe if they invited half of the Ponyville, but how in the world was he... going to... do... that...

"Miss Pie," Prince turned to Pinkie and looked her in the eyes "do you have any party to make this evening?"

"Call me Pinkie," she replied, then hummed and shrugged "nope, no party today. I kinda spent most of my bits already and I won't get any salary until Monday, which means no party until then, which is kinda saddy... why do you ask?"

Prince smiled smugly, as he approached the mare and put a hoof over her shoulder.
"Miss Pie,"

"Call me Pinkie."

"would you like to organize a party for me?"

"WHAT?" yelled Shiny.

Pinkie Pie's jaw dropped. She glared at Prince Blueblood, looked left and right. She pointed a hoof at herself.
"M-me?" she asked surprised "Really?"

"I wouldn't want anypony else, then Ponyville's no. 1 party pony to make a... party. And don't worry, I'll cover all the expenses. Let's call it..." he put a hoof to his chin and thought "... "Annual Pie Day". What do you say, Miss Pie?"

Pinkie Pie froze. She stiffened, creating a pony sized, wide eyed statue of herself from herself. Prince got worried and waved a hoof before her eyes. She gave no signs of life, until she started to shake more and more, until she finally launched into the air, spooking to stallions, as they watched her go into the air, where ... she exploded, leaving only confetti, slowly falling down to the ground. Shiny and Blue didn't have a moment to scream in panic, as they heard her voice behind them.

"I'll get right to it!" they turned, but only saw her for a second, as she dashed away, leaving only dust and blaze trails behind.

"AND CALL ME PINKIE!" she yelled from afar, before completely disappearing between the buildings.

When asked, Ponyville residents had a lot to say about Pinkie Pie. Among the most frequent oddities, they mentioned that whenever she does something... weird, that makes no sense and breaks the laws of reality, they were supposed to brush it of as 'Pinkie being Pinkie'. Now they knew what it meant.

"So..." Shining started, scratching his head "..."Annual Pie Day"?

"My aunt runs an "Annual Cake Day", so I thought I should do something like that too."

"Okay, cool."

Short pause, as they observed the pie cart, all paid for and ready to eat, just waiting for the party proper.

"By 'Annual', you mean you'll be doing it every year?"

"That's what it means, yes."

Another short pause.

"We'll need a lot of milk."