Princess Celestia was looking forward to this day. The National Dessert Competition was going to be magnificent with all the delectable goodies that were sure to be on display. She could not wait to taste the dessert judged to be the best. That was the main reason why she had started the competition in the first place. Princess Celestia always did have a sweet tooth. When she heard that Pinkie Pie, one of Twilight Sparkle’s friends was entering the competition, she could feel the drool welling in her mouth. From what Twilight had mentioned about Pinkie Pie, there was going to be at least one entry that would be satisfactory.
Meanwhile, after the situation had been cleared up, Pinkie Pie and the other three bakers (Gustave le Grand, Donut Joe, Mulia Mild) had to decide what to do. Their current entries were not in a state to be entered anymore. In the end, they had the brilliant idea of combining what was left to make the ultimate combination. Unbeknownst to them, they were creating something with magical properties. They were summoning something more than just the Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness. They were channeling the dessert gods.
The resulting masterpiece had obtained a form of sentience. It regretted existing. It could not understand why ponies took so much effort to create, only to destroy so soon after. Their pleasure was its pain. It hoped that it could be consumed so that it would not have to rot in the open air that was so toxic for its kind. For this reason it hated waiting. What made it even worse was that there was nothing it could do about it.
Princess Celestia knew that the train had finally arrived at the station. She had of course memorized it by heart. Her sister had always thought that she was a little crazy but Celestia had shown her. Luna had always nagged her about the little details, always claimed that if she continued, she would become fat. Princess Celestia knew, even if Luna only said that she was getting pleasantly plump. It was easy enough to pretend that Luna had fallen to hatred, when it was in fact Princess Celestia that caused Luna to go on a rampage. As a result, there was plenty of reason for Celestia to put her sister out of the equation. No one could stop her consumption now.
Of course, Celestia had finally remembered to free Luna from her time out. Tia was not going to let Luna roam free though. She had to make sure that Luna would never bring up eating habits again. Luna was not accustomed to the culture of the present. The moon princess was still using the outdated royal we among other things. It was the perfect excuse to give in order to keep Luna contained until Celestia was absolutely sure that her sister would not put her comfort in jeopardy. The sun princess still shuddered when she recalled her sister passing the law mandating that the princesses had to be fit. That law had been obliterated almost immediately.
It came to the time that Princess Celestia hated the most. To her, judging the deserts took forever. The cake that Pinkie Pie had created thought so too. They both knew that the desserts were losing quality by the second. Fortunately for the cake, it did not have to put on the mask that Princess Celestia did. It wouldn’t do for the princess to look overly eager, especially because the ceremony was yet to come. The cake had the advantage of only knowing mold as a fairy tale. They both hated their mortal enemy, mold. Mold was cruel and unkind. It corrupted and killed. It was treacherous, poisonous, and evil to the end. The thought of mold was enough to make them both shudder. If what the cake had heard about mold was true, the cake could lose its status.
Princess Celestia was dreaming of the wondrous treats that lay before her. There was everything from ice cream to cookies to tall cakes to candy sculptures. It was this heaven that she relished. The silky chocolate, the creamy ice cream, the crispy funnel cakes sang out to her, praised her. All of the desserts had something different to offer. They were not like her subjects. Her subjects always treated her the same, a object to be revered. How did they not realize that after a thousand years, it was getting old. Desserts were better. They were always friendly and available. They came in many forms and changed. Even Twilight Sparkle, her faithful student, still gave her the same reverence that so many ponies before her had given.
The cake was not surprised when it obtained first place on the spot. It was superior to the other desserts. None of them had been close to the dessert god. They were weak enough to be summoned over and over to rot. The cake was special. It flashed the equivalent of the middle finger at them in disdain. Not that it mattered. Those brutes were too undignified to recognize the nobleness of it. The cake hoped that it would be eaten by somepony special at the very least. It was less than the cake deserved, but it was something.
When Princess Celestia stopped daydreaming, she was pleasantly surprised. It was time for the tasting. She looked expectantly at the cake. The cake glistened back. Of course, Twilight Sparkle was gracious enough to offer her a slice. This pleased Princess Celestia. Perhaps she would save educating Twilight Sparkle for later. There was the cake to enjoy after all. The cake was happy too. It would be eaten by royalty. It glistened back to Princess Celestia. This was too much for Princess Celestia. She licked her lips in anticipation of the treat.
“Care for a bite?” said Twilight.
Celestia was happy that Twilight Sparkle had taken the opportunity to take a tone different from the haughty nobles. This was a glorious day. It was more important than the friendship report being given by Pinkie Pie. She could feel the power exuding from the cake, and knew that it would be a unique experience. Celestia felt the cake was giving her accolades truthfully. So many ponies had praised her insincerely just for power. This only made Celestia long for the cake anymore.
Pinkie Pie took Twilight’s suggestion to heart and proceeded to launch herself into the cake. For a moment the cake was horrified that such an undignified individual would be the one to finally kill it. Then the cake felt satisfaction upon its release from the mortal coil. It could feel itself returning to the graces of the dessert god. It was returning home. Its existence in Equestria was slowly disappearing. In all essence, the cake was becoming a lie.
Princess Celestia stared in shock as Pinkie Pie consumed the entire cake whole. The sun princess had been looking forward to the treat to master them all. Now, she could only get one measly slice. Celestia felt the anger start to bubble within her but contained it. It would not do to let those emotions show. Even if she had done so a thousand years before, it would be cruel if her ponies had to experience the same things again. Still, what Pinkie Pie did was unforgivable.
She will pay.
Princess Celestia gave a false laugh in order to blend in. Hidden in that laugh was anguish and anger. As far as Pinkie Pie knew, all was well. Celestia could not help it when the gears turned in her mind. She would have her revenge, no matter what. Pinkie Pie would not get away with stealing the cake from her. Even though she had a slice, it wasn’t enough. Tia needed more. Pinkie Pie had taken it from her.
Unforgivable.
Deep within the castle, stones moved that had not been moved since Equestria was founded. Stones that hid secrets deemed too grisly for the world. Princess Celestia would need them for her revenge. Her cackling was unheard by those above. Even Luna’s acute magical sense could not discover the evils that Celestia had unleashed. The only object that was affected was a statue placed in the garden. Discord had always known that Celestia loved to gloat at him. He could feel the bonds loosening.
The six friends returned to Ponyville. They were all happy, but tired. Twilight was glad that Pinkie Pie had written the friendship report and delayed Twilight being tardy. Pinkie was overjoyed that she had won first place, as she had promised the Cakes. She also was the bestest detective ever. Her foster parents would be so proud of her. Pinkie Pie would hold a party. That would be perfect for celebrating the victory at the National Dessert Competition. Rainbow Dash knew that the desserts were awesome. She had new dessert inspired tricks to practice. The Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness was Dash’s main inspiration. The new tricks were sure to get the cyan pegasus into the Wonderbolts. Rarity and Fluttershy were satiated as well, since they tasted the Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness. Even the Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness was close to sentient.
Pinkie Pie could feel the twitches when she finally entered her room. The long journey had exhausted her, and dulled her senses. Before she could make sense of what Pinkie Sense (TM) was telling her, she was fast asleep.