//------------------------------// // Breakfast at Pinkie's: 6 // Story: My Little Changeling, and I // by Ponyess //------------------------------// I had been riding high on the welcoming party for Silver Mane for several days now. Just as I had chosen to go to the Sugar-Cube Corner for my breakfast today. My daughter Dinkie followed me, how could I leave her alone? I had to share my breakfast with her after all. Once I get to the door, I could clearly see Pinkie Pie by the counter, giggling. I open the door and hear the chimes announcing our arrival, though something told me she already knew I was here. “Your table is waiting for you. I'll have your breakfast over in but a few minutes!” she merely giggled. “Okies, Pinkie!” I responded, leading Dinkie in to where we were to have our breakfast. Since she had told me to go right in, I did as she told me. She doesn't have to tell me twice. If Pinkie Pie sais something, she is right and this time was no exception, I just did not have a clue as to what she was hitting on right now. “Uh, Mom. What was that all about?” Dinkie enquired. “Apparently, she has already prepared our breakfast, today. How or why, only Pinkie Pie knows, I guess. Since it is something neither Twilight Sparkle nor Princess Celestia could possibly know!” I responded. “Oh!” she responded. “Three chairs!” I pointed out as I saw the table. I found a curious smile spreading over my face, knowing something odd, unusual and most likely enjoyable was up. It is Pinkie Pie, after all. “Who is the third chair for? We usually only need two. Pinkie isn't going to be with us, right?” Dinkie pondered. “I have a suspicion we are to be wiser, as to who is to sit with us, in a few minutes. I just can't figure out what she had in mind just yet, though!” I responded, trying to hide my smile for just a while longer. “A Pony is coming. Who is she? No, that couldn't be!” Dinkie responded as she hears the steps of another Pony. “It is!” Mom responded. “Hi, Ditzy and Dinkie. I guess breakfast is about to be served. Or it is what the pink mare told me!” Silver Mane greeted us. “Hi, Silver!” we both greeted her. “I told you, we were to see who, soon, didn't I?” I teased Dinkie. “Yeah, I guess you did!” she responded. “I guess that makes the cake. Or is it; that calls for a cake?” Pinkie Pie teased as she stormed in with a large Muffin cake, she gingerly sneaked down onto the middle of the table, before she rushed of after the juice. “Both would be fine by me!” Silver responded with a giggle to her voice and a smile on her face. “So long as the cake is Muffin, I am all for it!” Dinkie responded. “If Pinkie Pie baked it, it is bound to be delicious!” Silver Mane put forth. “It is and I did!” Pinkie Pie explained from behind. “I should have known!” I merely groaned. “We love your Muffins!” Dinkie filled in with a joyous grin on her face. “I know. On the other hoof, so does the entire of Ponyville. Not so much because I told anyone, it is merely obvious to any and all!” Pinkie teased. “They do?” Silver Mane enquired curiously. “If you did not already know, it is something we all learn in Ponyville. It is as obvious as when Celestia raises the sun in the morning, if you don't mind me mentioning it?” Pinkie Pie teased. “That obvious, Pinkie? I never managed to miss the sun being on the shy yet!” Dinkie enquired. “The two of you only have them most every day. If your Muffins are not available, every Pony gallops to hide. Maybe they recall the one time it happened. Good thing I have a memory to recall your Muffins and to make sure I have a fresh stash put aside for you each morning!” Pinkie explained. Upon mentioning, I noticed Silver making her best to hide a smile as she giggled. “Every Pony gotta love something?” I suggested. “Or some Pony!” Pinkie suggested. “Ah yeah, you love every Pony, by the looks of it. Including Donkeys, Mules and even the one Griffon, from what we saw!” Dinkie teased. “I fear you may need more than just a Castle, if you were to invite all your friends, Pinkie?” Silver suggested. “Castles are such small and restrictive buildings. I have been to such a party once. I have seen a few Castles, Celestia's royal castle included!” Pinkie Pie retorted. “I don't need a castle, just Muffins!” Dinkie expressed, giggling as she dug into her slice of the Muffin cake. “I think I know why Ponies keep coming your way for breakfast. Aside from the delicious Muffins and cakes, that is!” Sliver slipped. “By the looks, my company makes you delirious. I guess you are the only Pony reacting quite that strongly on my presence, not that I mind!” Pinkie Pie blurted in a teasing tone, giggling. “Who wouldn't want to be around Pinkie Pie? Foals love her parties for one, as if we adults didn't enjoy them? If for nothing else, it is a chance to see others happy!” I pondered with a grin on my face. “Making Ponies smile is my job. When I am not baking Muffins that is, but Muffins makes you smile. That takes me back to where we stared, making Ponies smile. It is a very rewarding job, I think!” Pinkie Pie suggested. “That makes sense, I guess!” Silver responded. “Good thing you got a second slice of the cake, Mom. I know how you hate when there is no Muffin, when you need it. Gotta hoof it to you, Pinkie Pie, this cake truly is divine!” Dinkie pondered. “Just don't remind me. It isn't something I like to think of. I hope you never will need to face it!” I responded. “Time I head back, so I can serve all the other hungry Ponies, before they get restless!” Pinkie Pie teased.