Pound and Pumpkin Tales 1

by Never2muchpinkie


4: Separation

“Jerk!”

“Dummyhead!

“Idiot!”

“Ugly!”

“RRAAHH!”

Pound and Pumpkin were in a huge fight, the two of them hitting each other and yelling insults. It was just one of many they had gotten into recently.

“That’s enough, you two!” Pinkie Pie said fiercely, pulling the two apart. “What is going on with you two lately? You’re arguing more than ever.”

“She broke my truck!” said Pound.

“Well, he ripped all the hair out of my doll,” said Pumpkin, the two of them glaring at each other with all the contempt they could muster.

“Be that as it may, there is no excuse for the two of you hitting each other. How many times do I have to tell you to come to me when there’s a problem?”

Pinkie Pie had fallen in quite nicely to her role as disciplinarian. Though she always desired to be laughing and smiling and helping to bestow that gift on others she knew that couldn’t happen when the other party was boiling mad. Thus, she strived to keep the peace between the two kids so that they would be friendly to each other once again.

Mrs. Cake heard the commotion and came into the room, grabbing Pound Cake to help Pinkie split them up. “Oh, what are we going to do with you?”

“Well, time-out doesn’t seem to be doing anything for them,” said Pinkie, frustrated. “I think it’s time we use a new strategy.” Her face lit up with a mischievous smile. “I think I have an idea.”

“Oh, what are YOU gonna do to us?” said Pound Cake defiantly. He usually never took that kind of tone with Pinkie but he had had it with Pumpkin and was just venting.

“Let him go,” said Pinkie. After a few seconds of uncertainty Mrs. Cake released Pound. “I want the two of you in front of me NOW! And no fighting, because I’m going to give you exactly what you want.”

Pound walked over and sat in front of her, giving his sister a dirty look, but not doing anything else. Pumpkin returned the gesture.

“It’s obvious to me that the two of you are tired of each other, thus the constant fighting. So fine. Like I said I’m going to give you exactly what you want. I need a volunteer.”

Pound rolled his eyes before raising his hoof.

“Good. Go grab some stuff to bring with you, because you’re leaving the house for the rest of the day, and neither of you are allowed to talk to or see each other.”

Pumpkin gave a haughty laugh, “You call that a punishment?”

“Maybe for Mom,” said Pound, “because she has to be stuck here with you. I’m so glad I don’t have to see your ugly face today.”

Mrs. Cake went to scold him, but Pinkie shook her head quickly.

Pound went and grabbed a few toys and a coloring book, before saying he was ready. He went over to Pumpkin, a smile on his face, and said in mock politeness, “See you later, ugly.”

Pumpkin responded back in the same tone, “Have fun, booger breath.”

“I’m going to take him over to Fluttershy’s place,” said Pinkie. “She’s good with kids. Let Pumpkin do whatever she wants to.”

“Are you sure about this, Pinkie?” asked Mrs. Cake.

“Yep,” said Pinkie. “I’m sure. I’ll see you later.”

Pinkie left the house with Pound, who let out a huge sigh of relief. “Woohoo!” cried out Pound. “I’m free! Free of my dumb sister.” He began running around, rode on Pinkie’s back for a bit, and was just a ball of energy until they arrived.

Pinkie knocked on the door of Fluttershy’s cottage. After a short time the door opened. “Oh, hi, Pinkie Pie,” said Fluttershy. “How’s it going?”

“Good,” she replied. “Are you free?”

“Sure. Oh, I just made some tea. Would you like some?”

“Yes, indeedy!”

“Hi, Fluttershy!” said Pound, grinning joyfully up at her.

Fluttershy gave him a nuzzle. “Why, hello there, Pound Cake. How are you today?”

“GGGRREEAATTT!” he said, stretching out the word. “I’m being punished!”

A confused look came to her face, making her blink a few times before she looked over at Pinkie questioningly.

Pinkie answered her stare with, “He and Pumpkin have done nothing but fight lately, so I told him that today he’s not allowed to see her at all.”

“I know! Isn’t it wonderful?” Pound ran into the house.

“Um, Pinkie… he doesn’t seem that broken up about it,” said Fluttershy.

“Give it time, my friend,” said Pinkie, giving Fluttershy a few pats on the head as she walked in.

Fluttershy closed the door behind her. She couldn’t suppress a smile as she saw Pound excitedly greeting all of her animal friends. An hour passed by as he rode the bear and played with the animals.

Back at Sugarcube Corner Pumpkin was alone in her room, playing a game with all her stuffed animals. As she looked at Pound’s stuff she felt the desire to wreck more of his things so he’d really have something to be mad about when he got home. She even got up to do it, but ultimately decided against it. Not for Pound’s sake, but for her Auntie Pinkie. She knew that would only upset her. Without Pound there most of her anger had gone away anyway.

She grabbed her toys and went out to the living room, looking for her mom. She found Mrs. Cake manning the cash register. “Hi, Mom!” she said.

“Hello, Pumpkin,” Mrs. Cake said distractedly. There were quite a few customers in the store.

“I know you can’t play because you’re working, but can I help out?”

“I’m sorry, Pumpkin, but you’re still a little young for that. Maybe in a few more years. Go off and play on your own for now.”

She returned to the living room and sat down with a sigh, feeling a little bored. She looked over at the clock. If her mom was busy her dad would be too, baking the stuff for them to sell. She wanted a playmate. She began wishing that Auntie Pinkie had just dropped stupid Pound off at Fluttershy’s and came back so the two of them could play together. How long WAS a day anyway?

At Fluttershy’s cottage Pound had grown bored of the animals, and he went and grabbed the toys he had brought. He sat down at a table and Fluttershy gave him a few pieces of paper to draw on. At first he drew some silly things, weird monster type creatures. On the next page he began laughing as he drew some bad things happening to Pumpkin. One of them had a bucket of water being splashed on her head. Another had her falling into a pit of yucky food while he got to eat cupcakes and pie.

His laughter faded, and a weird feeling went through him. He began drawing again without really thinking about it. When he was done he stopped to look at his latest work and saw he had drawn a picture of him and Pumpkin hugging. A heavy breath escaped him, memories assaulting his mind; of the times they had waited until everyone was asleep and just jumped on one of their beds for a time; or the times the two of them had snuck some extra treats after dinner, with one of them being the lookout while the other snatched up the goodies.

Tears began running down his eyes. He missed his sister.

Without anything else really to do Pumpkin was feeling extremely bored. With their parents working and usually Auntie Pinkie too, there were plenty of times where Pound was her only playmate. She kept looking at the clock every few minutes, wondering when he was coming home, wishing that the day would be over soon. Her memories of the past began coming to her too, of Pound always sticking up for her when she was afraid, or protecting her from bullies, or how he could make her laugh when he did something silly.

An anxious feeling in her chest, she decided to take a risk. Her parents were busy. They wouldn’t notice. She went to the sales floor, heading around the counter. She saw her mom turned around to get something for a customer, and she began running. She made it out the door without being seen or called back.

She knew the way to Fluttershy’s place. Pinkie Pie had had Fluttershy foal-sit the two of them often enough.

Pound was likewise running towards his house. He had made a claim that he was tired and wanted to nap and Fluttershy had taken him upstairs to her room and tucked him into her bed. He had waited until he was sure she was back downstairs before deciding to sneak out. He had heard Fluttershy say that she was going to take the animals outside so he could nap in peace, and Auntie Pinkie had gone with her. It was perfect.

Five minutes later the surprised pegasus suddenly stopped short as he saw Pumpkin coming towards him. Pumpkin screeched to a halt as well, the two nearly colliding.

“What are YOU doing here?” Pound said nastily.

“W-well, what are YOU doing here?” responded Pumpkin angrily.

“Well, I… um… I missed you,” Pound admitted, his façade of rage quickly fading. He was just too happy to see her. He threw his hooves around her

“I… I missed you too,” Pumpkin said, also coming clean as she hugged him back. “It’s so boring when you’re not around.”

They broke apart, and Pound said, “I’m sorry I ruined your doll.”

“And I’m sorry I broke your truck. Forgive me?”

“Yes. You forgive me?”

“I do. Twins?” she asked, putting out her hoof.

“Twins!” Pound responded back happily, meeting her hoof before they hugged again.

“Pound Cake! Pumpkin Cake!”

The two foal’s jumped at the voice of Pinkie Pie. “Uh-oh,” said Pumpkin. “We both broke the rules and ran away from our punishment.”

“And just what is going on here?” asked Pinkie Pie, a reserved look on her face. “I thought I told the both of you that you weren’t allowed to see each other the rest of the day, and now here I find you, both disobeying me.”

Pound spun around to face her, interlocking one of his front hooves with Pumpkins. “I don’t care what you do, but you’re gonna have to cut my leg off if you want me to let go of my sister, because I love her and don’t want to be separated from her again.”

“That’s right!” said Pumpkin. “We’re twins, and I hated not having my brother around. You can’t do anything to split us apart. So do your worst, because no punishment you give us can be as bad as that.” She tightened her grip against Pound’s.

“I see…” Pinkie walked forward, seeing the twins frightened but determined expressions. She gave each of them a kiss, before smiling warmly at the two of them. “Good job.”

“Huh?” the two of them responded.

“I split you guys apart so you’d see what it’s like to be alone. Obviously being separated wasn’t as glorious and happy as you thought it was, huh? And now, after just an hour, here the two of you sit, determined not to be apart again.

“I was following you, Pound. I already knew where you were going, and what was on your mind. So now that you’ve learned your lesson I think we can cut your punishment short. So why don’t you hop on and let’s go back home. I already told Fluttershy where I was going, so now we need to tell your mom so she doesn’t worry.”

“Okay, Auntie Pinkie!” responded the pair.

“You first,” said Pound, gesturing towards Pinkie.

“No, no. You first,” said Pumpkin.

“You.”

“You!”

“YOU!”

“YOOOOOOUUUU!”

“Guys!” cried out Pinkie.

“Oh, right,” said Pound. “Let’s just do it together.”

“Okay,” replied Pumpkin.

So the two of them crawled up onto Pinkie Pie. “Run really fast, Auntie Pinkie!” said Pound, sitting in front, holding her around the neck.

“Really, really fast!” said Pumpkin right after, holding her brother.

“You got it!” replied Pinkie, rearing up a little before running as fast as she could to the twins delighted cheers.