//------------------------------// // A special day. // Story: Apple-Pie // by Starlitomega //------------------------------// A drip of viscous clear liquid dangled precariously above a bowl of frosting. Pinkie wiped off a bead of sweat from her head steadying her shaky hooves. Slowly the drop of liquid stretched thin and separated. Pinkie stared as it fell into the mixing bowl, her eyes wide in anticipation. Poof! A thick cloud of black smoke blew back into the pink pony’s face sending her into a coughing fit. After the smoke cleared she peered into the bowl of frosting. Using the mixing spoon she scooped out a small bit of the sugary substance and took a hesitant taste. Her mind reeled as colors exploded in her mind, her tongue crackled with energy, and her eyes flew wide open in surprise. “Oh Celestia, this is perfect, I am brilliant!” Pinkie grabbed a spatula and dipped it deep into the bowl and pulled out a huge clump. With a few skillful swipes she covered the waiting cake with the special frosting making sure to completely and evenly apply every last bit of the sugary substance as carefully as possible. With a heavy sigh she dropped the spatula in the bowl and took a step back. “Almost there….” In a flash she grabbed an icing bag in her mouth skillfully spelling out the message she decided upon months ago when this plan first came to her. Thump The icing bag hit the table as she took in a deep breath and surveyed her work. “Marvelous! It’s gonna be so absotively, posilutley perfect!” Very carefully, she pushed the cake into a box and tied a string around it. “Finished!” She announced proudly. Her eyes cast to the wall clock and went wide, “Oh no! I’m gonna be late!” using her mouth she picked up the cake box by the string and ran through the kitchen doors setting them swinging. Dashing through the lobby she ignored the looks the sweetshop's patrons gave her and bolted through the front door just in time for a big surprise. “woah!” Pinkie tossed the cake in the air just as Scootaloo plowed into her with her scooter. “Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!” recovering from the hit she jumped forward sliding across the ground just in time to catch the cake with her front hooves. Peering inside the box, she saw the cake miraculously intact. With a wide smile she hugged the box. “Thank goodness you’re ok!” She cast her eyes on the orange filly on the ground nursing a cut on her knee. Scootaloo shrank as Pinkie approached her. “You should really get your knee looked at! If you go inside I'm sure Mrs. Cake will get you a band-aid!” The pink pony said. Scootaloo relaxed at the smile beaming down at her. “I will Pinkie, Thanks!” “Be careful you don’t hurt anyone on that thing!” The pink pony cautioned picking the cake back up. Back on track, she galloped down the road headed for Sweet Apple Acres. Her hooves kicked up a long trail of dust marking her progress. It wasn't long before the Apple family’s house loomed before her and she saw Applebloom outside waving her over standing next to a serving cart. “I did it Applebloom! It took all night and half the day, but I did it!” Pinkie yelled. “That’s great! Here, put it on so we can roll it in!” Using her teeth The pink pony snipped the string and pushed the cake out of it's box onto the serving table. “Ok! Here goes nothing!” Pinkie pushed the cart forward with her front hooves into the house. The door swung open revealing her friends all wearing party hats and greeting her with warm smiles. “Hey everypony! Sorry I’m late!” Everyone’s eyes went wide and Twilight pointed in front of the pink pony, “Pinkie, look out!” "Waaaaah!” The cart hit a loose floorboard sending Her face smashing into the cake as she tumbled forward rolling over the cart sending the whole mess onto the floor. Pinkie slowly opened her eyes, her face coated in frosting and the rest of the cake lying on her stomach. Her eyes watered taking in the ruined cake she spent all night on. She stared sadly at the ceiling as Applejack walked over to her. “I’m... I'm sorry Applejack, I ruined it and you didn’t even get a piece....” Applejack stared down at her pink friend on the verge of tears. She slowly lowered her head and licked a large dollop of icing off of Pinkie’s face. The party pony watched her blonde friend’s eyes roll up and a small puff of smoke escape from her mouth. “Landsakes girl! Ah don’t know just what you put in that frosting, but it sure packs a sweet punch!” Pinkie managed a small smile at Applejack’s reaction. “I mixed together a special frosting with the help of one of Twilight’s books. I used a teeny tiny amount of nitroglycerin as an experiment to make special frosting that would explode with chocolatey flavor, But now it’s ruined. I just wanted to make sure you had something special for your birthday.” Pinkie said sadly, tears filling her eyes again. Applejack pulled Pinkie to her hooves and wrapped her forelegs around her neck. “As long as ah got you Sugarcube, ah’ve got everything ah need.” The blonde pony took another lick at the frosting still caked on Pinkie’s face, “Besides, ah think ah prefer eatin it this way anyway!” Everyone laughed as Applejack tackled her pink friend again going back for seconds.