I sat on the grand room's couch, quietly coloring pictures in my favorite pony coloring book. It was a weekend today, meaning I had a day off of school today so I could relax. Tia was currently standing in the doorway for some reason, but I was too focused on coloring the pink ponies. After about three minutes, Tia was still standing there. Why was she there?
I closed my coloring book, then slid off the couch to where I left my toy race cars. I made them zoom super fast, left and right. One car escaped from my magic, zooming off into Tia's hooves.
She picked the car up and looked at me. I smiled at her when she gave me the car back, then I jumped back onto the couch and started to color more ponies again. Tia was still in the hall, like she needed something from me. I couldn't help but look at her and ask a question about why she was standing there.
"Tia? Am I in trouble again?"
She smiled. "No, of course not. But tomorrow is a important day. Do you know what it is?"
I put my hoof up to my chin, as I was trying to look smart. "Uh, Equestrian pancake day?"
Tia laughed. "Not exactly, but you got one word close."
"Um... pancakes?"
Tia trotted closer to me. "Cake. It's my birthday tomorrow."
I gasped, then jumped around Tia's legs. "It IS your birthday tomorrow! I can't wait to give you something!" My right hoof flew towards my heart, and my face serious. "I will make sure that Tia has the best birthday ever!"
Tia laughed. "I can't wait, Luna. I know this is going to be great. I have to run some errands today." Tia put on her royal gold shoes and her crown. "Have fun, party planner!"
"Bye Tia!" I waved to Tia and bolted into the kitchen. I looked on the counter. A box of cake mix, a wooden spoon, and flour were in from of my eyes. I gasped, then jumped up.
"I WILL MAKE TIA A BIRTHDAY CAKE!!!"
I found a paper in a drawer saying that it knows how to make a cake. I examined it, cocking my head and tapping my chin. I think I had an idea on how this might work, so I got a big bowl, put it on my head, and marched to the center of the kitchen. I focused on the paper, and tried my idea Since i was a princess, it had to listen to me!.
"Soldier! Give me the recipe!" No response. "Um, please?" Still no response. Confused, I read the bottom of the paper.
Read instructions carefully, step by step. Please refrain from yelling at the paper.
"Okay..."
After a quick skim of the steps involved, I was finally ready. I put the bowl on the counter, then dragged a stool into the kitchen so I could reach the counter. I jumped up, and started to levitate a box of cake mix. I opened the box, and a bag was inside of the box. I ripped the bag open, and some cake powder exploded out and lightly covered the counter. I shrugged, then shook the mix into the bowl. I checked the instructions again.
Take two eggs, and then crack them. Add to mix.
Seemed easy enough, but there was one problem: I didn't know how to crack an egg.
First, I just put the egg in, not a scratch on it. That didn't look right.
Next, I gently dropped the egg onto the counter. It oozed clear stuff, but I didn't think that would cut it.
Finally, I held the egg in my magic, and threw it on the counter.
SPLAT!!
When I opened my eyes, my eyes filled with tears and my lips quivered.
"I killed it!!"
As I continued to cry, I looked at the paper again to see if it could help me.
Crack the eggs by tapping it on the counter, then opening it over the bowl. Please don't throw eggs on the counter.
"Oh."
As soon as two eggs were in the mix, I got a stick of butter. The paper said add two table-somethings of butter in. After looking at the butter's paper, I saw a two, so I used my safety scissors to cut some butter. I ripped the paper off, but one spot of paper would not come off. After two minutes of trying to remove the paper, I just threw the butter in, with the little piece of paper still on it.
I read the paper again, and saw the last step, which is to add water. I floated the mixing bowl over to the sink, and turned the handle. The water started, and after a few seconds, I pulled the bowl away. Then, I grabbed a spoon, levitated it above the bowl, and started to mix the contents together. The mix was turning into some kind of paste-ish stuff, and to test it, I grabbed a spoon and put a little bit of the cake mixture into my mouth.
"Mmm! Tia is going to love this cake!"
I got a metal pan, and set it next to me. Carefully, I tipped the bowl, and watched the mix ooze into the bowl. After the mix was in the pan, I carefully opened the oven with my magic. Thankfully, Tia pre-heated the oven for me, so I wouldn't burn myself. I shoved the pan into the oven with my magic, and closed the door. I still had some cake mix left, so I took it with me the the living room.
I was coloring in my favorite coloring book just as Tia lowered the sun. I started to draw Tia on the orange farm pony, and some birthday decorations, with streamers, balloons, presents, snacks, a cake in the middle...
My eyes widened with fear.
"I FORGOT ABOUT TIA'S CAKE!!!"
I rocketed to the kitchen, and opened the oven. The whole room filled with smoke, and I grabbed the cake just in time. As I coughed, I set the cake on the grand room's couch...
...Whatever was left of the cake.
The cake was now all black, and smoke was still rising out from the cake. I touched it with my hooves, and I pulled it back up. my hoof was now covered in black stuff, so now I wanted to know what it tasted like. I brought my hoof to my mouth and tasted it. I immediately spit the charred cake out of my mouth.
"Eww! This tastes bad! Tia won't want this cake!" Then, I started crying. "Now I'll never make Tia a birthday cake!!! Tia will hate me forever!"
As I sobbed, my eyes drifted towards the bowl of leftover mix. Then, I went to the kitchen, with most of the smoke cleared, and opened a drawer. Inside, was a weird pan-ish thing with twelve holes in it. Inside that same drawer, I saw colorful papers that perfectly fit inside the pan. I gasped.
"I WILL MAKE TIA BIRTHDAY CUPCAKES!!!"
I got my bowl of mix, and set it next to me. Next, I put a white cupcake paper inside each of the cupcake pan's holes. I lifted the bowl and a spoon with my magic, and carefully poured my remaining batter into one tin. As I got to my next cupcake tin, nothing came out of the bowl. I looked in the bowl, and I saw no more batter. I shook the bowl around. Still no batter. Then, I realized that I would only be giving Tia one cupcake.
I carefully put the cupcake into the already heated oven, and closed the door. Then, I sat in front of the oven, watching the cupcake rise out of the tin. After about eight minutes, I pulled it out and waited for it to cool off. I started to color in my coloring book again, and after three pictures of purple unicorns, I got some frosting and sprinkles from the cabinet.
With my magic, I dipped a spatula into a can of frosting. Now equipped with a giant glob of frosting, I slapped it onto the now cool cupcake. I evened it out as much as I could, but some parts just didn't cooperate. Done the frosting, I focused on some pink glitter sprinkles.
After struggling with the cap for ten minutes, I resorted to my teeth. I pulled back, opening the bottle but also showering sprinkles everywhere around the kitchen. After floating the vial of sprinkles over the cupcake, I tipped it over. All the sprinkles fell onto the cupcake, and they were all on the left side. Satisfied, I took my cupcake to the icebox and went to sleep. After all, it was past bedtime.
"Luna, wake up."
I opened my eyes to Tia's smiling face. She had a birthday hat on, and streamers in her hair. I laughed at her silly display.
I jumped up. "Happy birthday Tia! I made you something amazing!"
I jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen. I told her to wait outside, and I got the cupcake. Suddenly, I thought about something.
'What if she doesn't like the cupcake? Will she hate me? What if she banishes me to the moon?!'
Nervous and shaking, I took another look at my cupcake. The frosting was lopsided, and the right side barely had any sprinkles, if any. Quickly, I hid the cupcake beside the flour bag.
Tia looked at me, confused. "I thought you had something special for me?"
"W-well, I... did! B-but, somepony.... um... stole it."
Tia walked into the kitchen. "I swear we ran out of flour yesterd-" I grew more nervous. Did she see the cupcake?
I ran towards Tia, trying a last minute detour. "Somepony's making balloon animals! Lets go!"
My cupcake was now in Tia's yellow magic. "Did you make this cupcake for me?"
Knowing I couldn't get out of this, I sighed. "Yes..."
My big sister looked at me. "Then why did you hide it?"
"Because it's not good! It's ugly!"
Tia wrapped a wing around me. "Well, I think it's amazing."
I looked at the cupcake. "Why? It's ugly."
Tia looked at me and smiled. "Because my favorite little sister made it for me, and that's all that matters to me."
"Wait..." I and looked up and smiled at my big sister. "So, you DO like my cupcake?"
Tia nodded.
I jumped up and hopped around Tia. "Tia likes my cupcake! Tia likes my cupcake!"
Tia took a bite out of her cupcake, getting frosting all over her face. I laughed, then hugged my big sister.
"Happy birthday Tia!!"