Creo headed back into Ponyville again, and made his way to the last marked location on the map: Sugarcube Corner. Creo looked at the building, and he felt eager to go inside. "This place sure looks like it'll be fun!" He then trots inside, and sees Mr. Cake at the counter.
"Well, hello there!" Mr. Cake says. "I haven't seen you around here before. Are you new in town?"
"I sure am! My name's Creo! Glad to meet you!" Creo happily stuck out his hoof to shake with Mr. Cake.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, too!" Mr. Cake shook Creo's hoof. "My name's Mr. Cake. Me and my wife own Sugarcube Corner."
The two stop shaking hooves. "That's really neat! How often do you work here?"
"Well, it's easy to work here since I live here," Mr. Cake chuckled.
"Oh, you live here, too?" Creo asked, intrigued.
"Yes, indeed! Me, my wife, and our two children live here, along with another pony who works here!"
"Oh, I see! What is their name?"
"Her name is Pinkie Pie. She's a really great help to us here!"
Creo looked astounded. "Did you say...'Pinkie Pie'?"
"Yes, I did!" Mr. Cake then looked at the top of the stairs and saw Pinkie Pie walking down them. "There she is now!" he exclaimed as he pointed at Pinkie. Pinkie turned her head when she heard Mr. Cake, and her eyes widened with fright when she saw Creo, who was looking right at her. "Pinkie Pie! I'd like you to meet—" but before he could finish his sentence, Pinkie zipped back upstairs as quickly as possible. Both Creo and Mr. Cake looked very perplexed by her actions. "That's strange; she's usually so eager to meet new ponies."
"Well, actually," Creo said as he turned his head back towards Mr. Cake. "We had met earlier in Whitetail Wood, where I met her and her other friends."
"Oh!" Mr. Cake exclaimed in realization. "You must be the pony she—" but then Mr. Cake covered his mouth in mid-sentence.
Creo looked confused once more. "The pony she what?"
"Uhh..." Mr. Cake stuttered, unsure of how to respond. "...I think my wife needs me in the kitchen!" And he ran off to the kitchen in a flash.
Creo looked very baffled by all this, but he also felt suspicious. He turned his head towards the top of the stairs, and knew that the answers to what was going on lie up there. So, Creo went over to the stairs and started to walk up them.
At the top of the stairs, Pinkie Pie could hear somepony coming up the stairs, and she started to get worried that it might be Creo. "Well, maybe it isn't Creo. I mean, why would he want to come up here, anyway?" Pinkie Pie nervously chuckled to herself.
"Hello, Pinkie?" Creo shouted. "It's me, Creo!"
Pinkie then became nervous all over again, with her face filling with fear.
"Hello? Are you up there?"
Pinkie was sweating with nervousness. She had to think of something quick to get Creo to leave. “Uhh…no! Pinkie isn’t up here!”
Creo stopped walking. “Then who is it I’m talking to?”
“Umm…a…a ghost! Yeah, that’s right! I’m a ghost!”
“A ghost?” Creo replied, sounding a bit surprised, but also sounding a bit unconvinced.
"Yes, I'm a ghost! ooooOOOoooOOOooh!" Pinkie said in a "spooky" tone, making "ooing" sounds and flicking the light switch in her room on and off. "IIIII'm a ghoooost! Aaand if you don't want to be currrrsed, you must turn arooound and gooo hooome! ooooOOOoooh!" Pinkie kept making these noises, and when she turned her head to look down the stairs, she saw Creo right in front of her with a stern look on his face. Pinkie slowly stopped making her "ooing" noises and turning the light switch on and off until she became totally silent and motionless.
“Well, Pinkie,” Creo said in a non-serious way. “I never would have guessed you were a ghost.”
Pinkie’s eyes looked back and forth as she tried to think of a response. “Uhh…well I am! Aren’t I scaaarrry?” she said in her spooky voice again while waving her hooves up and down.
Creo continued staring at her for a few more moments, and then he blatantly said, "No."
Pinkie stopped what she was doing, and then her head hung down as she sighed. "I have to tell you the truth, Creo; I'm not really a ghost."
"Really?" Creo replied sarcastically.
"Yes," Pinkie replied, still sounding sad. "I just didn't want you to come up here."
Creo looked surprised. "Why not? We are friends, aren't we?"
"Oh, absolutely! I would never ever even think about not wanting to be friends with you!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed, freaking out a bit.
"So why didn't you want me to come up here?"
"Because...because," Pinkie shut her eyes and bit her bottom lip. "...because I didn't want you to find out about your surprise party!" she loudly shouted.
"Sur—surprise party?" Creo looked astounded.
"Yes, a surprise party," Pinkie said sadly. She then turned her head and gestured with her front leg to show Creo all the party supplies she had out. "It was going to be fun to surprise you, but now that you know, there won't be any surprise at all! And that means the fun will be so much less than it should have been!" Pinkie fell backwards onto her back and placed her hooves over her eyes, feeling very distraught.
Creo then looked saddened. “No, Pinkie, don’t’ feel bad! It’s all right! You didn’t have to throw me a surprise party!”
Pinkie then leaned up on her back. “But I did have to! You were new in town, so I wanted to throw you a 'Welcome to Ponyville' party!”
Creo looked both surprised and puzzled. “You were going to throw me a party just for being new to town?”
"Of course! It's what I always do when somepony new comes to town!" Pinkie exclaimed as she hopped back on her hooves.
"Wow...that's pretty incredible that you would do that for just anypony!"
"Well, anypony is worth throwing a party for if it means welcoming them to Ponyville!" Pinkie exclaimed cheerfully. Creo looked very happy in a heartwarming way. “But this part would have been even better because you’re new and my friend! It would be like a double party!” Pinkie exclaimed as she jumped into the air.
“Awww, that’s so great of you, Pinkie,” Creo said, feeling touched. “I can’t believe what good friends I’ve made with you and all of your other friends so quickly.”
“Well, my friends are the best best friends ever, so everypony gets the best friendship from them!”
“You couldn’t be more right, Pinkie!” Creo cheerfully said as he put his hoof around Pinkie’s neck.
“How much more right could I be?” Pinkie asked.
“Well…uhh…” Creo couldn’t think of a response to a comment like that. "...it doesn't matter. All that matters is that you have great friends, and you're an especially great friend!" he cheerfully said as he pointed at Pinkie with his free hoof..
"Awww, thanks!" Pinkie happily replied as she put her hoof around Creo's neck.