"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Came a male voice from the orange laptop sitting in front of the hysterically laughing Applejack and Pinkie Pie.
"I gotta tell ya Applejack, Spike's scream always gets me!" Pinkie said catching her breath.
"Yeah Pinkie...well, enough of that!" Applejack said before clicking the mouse.
"Uh, Applejack, what are you doing?" Pinkie asked.
"Fast forwardin to the part where we come in!" The farmer said happily.
"But...you can't just go out of order!" She said aghast.
"Oh contraire, my sweet little gal. I've got the mouse!" She said holding it up.
"But everyone's gonna get confused!" She said before pushing Applejack aside. "We gotta go back to the beginning of the story!" She said with a click of the now stolen mouse.
"We're not in the beginnin of the story!" Applejack said grabbing the mouse back.
"Yes we were! The whole time!" Pinkie said half furiously.
"Yeah, but they don't know that!" Applejack said referring to the readers.
"Then why don't we just tell them our story?" Pinkie asked before getting hushed.
"Hang on Pinks, I'm thinkin. I got it! We'll tell them our story!" She exclaimed.
"Ooh! I like the sound of that!" Pinkie said excitedly.
"Yeah, a little backstage tour. Take 'em behind the scenes for a revealing and intimate look at the story within the story!" She said tapping her chin with her fingers.
"Because what they don't know is how we really were there even though they didn't know we were there, y'know?" Pinkie asked.
"...yeah, couldn't have said it better myself." She said confused.
"So, does this mean we're going back to the beginning?" She asked leaning closer towards Applejack.
"Oh no Pinkie, no. We're going further back...to before the beginning." She said rather dramatically.
They grow up so fast "literally" 2
"Wait wait wait, hold on a second! Two? What's with the two? No no, the two has got to go!" Applejack said angrily.
"But Applejack, even without it, we can't use that title, because that already exists!" Pinkie pointed out.
"Ooh, you got a point there Pinks, but it's not a sequel anyway."
"Yeah, more like uh, behind the sequel!"
"A whaddawhoquel?" She asked confused.
"Oh, you know! An inbetweenquel!"
"That's it! Pinkie, my muse! It's genius!" She said before changing some letters around.
The Pinkie in Applejack's eye
"There! Now that title's a knockout! OW! Not literally Pinkie!" She yelled as said mare tackled her to the ground.
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It was a bright morning in the town of Ponyville. The birds were chirping, the air was cool, and inside Sugarcube Corner was a bubbly, pink haired mare hopping down the stairs in a bright yellow hoodie with "SMILE" written in white with blue shorts.
"Alright Cakes, let's do some bak...hey what's with all the luggage?" She asked noticing various suitcases scattered in front of the counter.
"It's for our vacation Pinkie, you know that." Mr. Cake said proceeding to take two out the front door.
"Ooh! Vacation?! How come I didn't hear about this?" She asked surprised.
"You did. Remember? I told you two weeks ago when I was carrying those tubes of frosting." Mrs. Cake reminded. Suddenly the word "frosting" hit Pinkie like a ton of bricks.
"Oh snap! Why do I have to get distracted by everything that's sweet?!" She thought angrily.
"Anyway, we're leaving you in charge of the shop until we get back and..." Mrs. Cake was suddenly interrupted by a blood curdling squeal from the energetic girl.
"Oh my gosh! I can't believe it! This is going to be so much fun!" She yelled while hopping up and down.
"Pinkie, please. Being in charge means you have to be responsible, can you do that Pinkie?" She asked unassuringly.
"Of course! If I can take care of two babies, I can take care of this place!" Mrs. Cake let out a sigh.
"Well...if you're sure, then here's the key to open up." She said as she plopped the key into Pinkie's shaking hand. "Now remember, you need to tend to every order, lock up every night, and this last part, I cannot stress this enough, don't wreck the place. You can have some friends over, but don't throw one of your big parties. Okay?" Pinkie stared blankly for a few seconds before coming back to reality.
"...You got it ma'am!" She said with a salute.
"...Yessss." She said slightly unconvinced.
"Alright Honey bun, if we're gonna catch the train, we'd better get a move on!" Mr. Cake announced as he held the barely awake Pound and Pumpkin.
"Oh right! Well Pinkie, we're off. I wish you the best of luck, and I know I don't say it enough but, I'm proud of you." She said while placing a hand on Pinkie's shoulder. This almost made Pinkie lose all her tears in an instant, but she instead wrapped her arms around the woman's waist and picked her up in a tightening hug.
"Thank you so much Mrs. Cake! I promise that I will not let you down!"
"Well, thank you Pinkie but...I'm afraid you'll have to put me down." She said sheepishly.
"Oh, right!" She said proceeding to hug Mr. Cake and the babies next. She wanted to squeeze the living snot out of them, but instead gently hugged them and kissed their foreheads. (That's right, even Mr. Cake. You have a female worker who looks at you like a father figure, then this is what happens. Explain that to your wife.)
"Um...okay Pinkie. See you later!" Mr. Cake said as he walked out the door with a small blush.
"Oh, by the way, Applejack said she'd come by later with a delivery of apples, so be sure to give this to her." Mrs. Cake said giving Pinkie a small bag of bits.
"I sure will Mrs. Cake! You guys have a great time!" Pinkie waved happily as Mrs. Cake walked out the door.
Applejack had just finished bucking the entire Sweet Apple Acres orchard with Big Macintosh. She was quite exhausted, but she didn't intend on letting Sugarcube Corner down, so she proceeded to fill a small barrel with apples and be on her way through Ponyville. By the looks of the town, everypony was settling in their homes after a long day. As soon as she reached her destination, a tall figure dragging a shorter one by the arm ran right by her, nearly making her spill her barrel of apples.
"Hey, watch it, you path hogs!" She yelled angrily before going inside Sugarcube Corner. As soon as she was inside, who should tackle her to the ground? That's right, Pinkie Pie.
"Heeeey, Applejack!" She greeted with a wide grin, but Applejack did not share her attitude.
"Goldarn it Pinkie Pie! It took me wasted time to bring those apples, and you gotta go and knock 'em all over the floor! Why do you gotta be so happy all the time?! Huh?!" She yelled angrily, leaving Pinkie Pie speechless, shocked and speechless.
"I...I'm sorry." She said shakily. Applejack suddenly realized where this would head and mentally punched herself in the muzzle.
"No Pinkie, I'm sorry. You ain't done nothing wrong, it's...just been a tiring day fer me." She said with a sigh. Pinkie's shock soon turned to sympathy.
"...You wanna share a couple of soda's?" She asked with hopeful eyes.
"Nah thanks, I think I'm just gonna head home."
"Aw come on! You just got here! Pleeeaaase?" She pleaded. Applejack simply rolled her eyes and smiled at her.
"Fine, but can you get off me first?" She asked, which made Pinkie realize that she was still on top of Applejack. After awkwardly getting off her friend, she jumped behind the counter to fish out two root beers.
"So...where are the Cakes?" Applejack asked taking a seat at a nearby table.
"Right over there silly!" Pinkie said as she sat down next to her.
"I meant, where are Mr. and Mrs. Cake with the kids?" She asked with a chuckle.
"Ohhhh! Well, they left to go on vacation for the rest of the month, and they left me in charge of the place!" She explained before taking a sip of her soda.
"So they just left you all alone?" Applejack asked slightly shocked.
"No...I have Gummy to keep me company!" She said happily.
"Well alright then." She said slightly concerned.
"So...do you wanna talk?" Pinkie asked sheepishly.
"'Bout what?"
"Hmm, I know! Let's play 'truth or truth!'"
"What the hay is that?" Applejack asked confused.
"Well, it's like 'truth or dare', except there's no daring just truthing." Applejack didn't even want to call her out on the word she just made up and just shrugged.
"Alright, sure."
"Cool! Alright, truth or truth?!" Pinkie asked excitedly.
"Umm, I kinda don't have a choice do I?" Applejack asked confused.
"Okay truth, why do you always wear that hat? I mean, I know you're a farmer and all, but why?"
"Umm, I don't know if you wanna hear this story." She said hesitantly.
"Hey, you picked truth." Pinkie said slyly.
"I didn't even have a choi...alright. When I was a filly, I was really close to my daddy. We spent time together like there was no tomorrow. Then one day...he and my mamma left the farm to go on a business trip and left me his Stetson to remember him by. I thought they would've been back after a month, but...I wound up not seein them again since then." She said putting her head down.
"Oh...I-I never knew, I'm...so sorry." She said putting a hand on her friend's shoulder.
"It's a'ight, it's in the past, forget about it. So, if it's my turn, whatever happened with your..." She started, but got interrupted.
"Ah ah ah! Ask me the correct way." Applejack let out an annoyed sigh.
"Fine, Pinkie Pie, truth or truth?"
"Hmm, that's a toughie. I think I'll go with...truth!"
"Okay...whatever happened with your parents?"
"...Huh?"
"I mean, I know the Cakes aren't your real parents, so where are your biological ones?"
"Umm, well...I actually don't know. You see...after I got my cutie mark, my dad was called to start another rock farm...out of town, and he must've thought I would take it the hardest since I was the youngest, so one morning when I woke up, I was sleeping in the guest room upstairs, and the Cakes told me I would be staying with them...and I never saw my parents again." She said softly.
"I guess we were both abandoned, huh?" Applejack asked trying to brighten the mood.
"Yep! I guess we were!" Pinkie said returning to her bright and happy self.
"Well, it's getting pretty late, I should probably get back to the farm." She said after checking her watch.
"Aww, okay! Let me get these apples up!" Pinkie said as she jumped out of her seat. Applejack drank the last few drops of her root beer and turned to a surprising sight. As Pinkie was bent over, her flank was facing directly towards Applejack. She didn't know what to do, but Pinkie's shorts were definitely not helping.
"Man, I gotta get outta here quick before she catches me staring at that small, pink, cute little...what the Tartarus?! Don't think like that! She's your best friend damn it!" She thought angrily as she ran towards the door.
"Hey wait! I'm supposed to pay you!" Pinkie said standing upright.
"I'll come back for it tomorrow!" She yelled as she ran out the door.
"Hmm, I wonder what that was about." Pinkie thought to herself.