The bright sun that shone through the window woke the bright-eyed Pinkie Pie up. She rubbed her light blue eyes and sat up from the bed she once laid in. She looked at herself to see that she was still wearing yesterday's clothing. She questioned this, seeing that she would usually wear pajamas before she went to bed. She immediately turned around to see Cheese sleeping in the opposite direction from her. Her eyes became wide as she quickly stood up, shaking her sleepy friend in the process.
"Mmm..five more minutes," he moaned, turning his body to the other side.
"Oh Cheesie.."Pinkie said. She then decided to find her phone. As she did, the door opened. Pinkie bent down on one knee so Cheese's mother wouldn't see her.
"He just looks so sweet when he's sleeping," she said. Pinkie heard the door close after. She looked up, her head on the end of the bed. She was no where in sight. Pinkie then looked under her bed to see her pink phone vibrating loudly on the wooden floor. She picked it up and looked at her screen to see who was calling. It was her mom.
"Uh-oh," Pinkie said to herself. She swiped the call button and put the phone slowly towards her ear.
"Hello?" She answered.
"PINKIE! I've been worried sick about you! Where have you been?! Why haven't you been answering my calls?! And don't even say you're sleeping ove at a friends house because I've already called all of them,"Her mother screamed through the phone, something that she normally didn't do.
"But I was,"Pinkie said,"Pinkie promise."
"Oh really? And who is this, 'friend?'" she asked.
"I, uh, you're not gonna like what I'm about to say," Pinkie said. She could already imagine the screaming through the phone, caused by her mother.
"Just tell me who it is, Pinkie," she said, patiently waiting for his answer. Right before she could say something, though, Pinkie felt her phone being swiped away from her ear, and a male voice was speaking to her mother.
"The name's Cheese Sandwich, ma'am," Cheese said, smiling at Pinkie.
"Cheesie!" Pinkie softly yelled. She snatched the phone from him and held it to her ear again.
"A boy's house, Pinkie?! A BOY'S HOUSE?! What in the world is the matter with you?! You guys didn't do anything dirty, did you?!" she yelled throught the phone, her voice so loud that it probably woke Maud up.
"Of course not. I don't even know why I slept here. I just..did," Pinkie said, her voice a little more shaky than before.
"How could you not-, you know what, just come home Pinkie. We'll talk about it then," her mother said, her voice becoming more quiet.
"Alright," Pinkie said. She took the phone away from her ear and pressed the 'End Call' button. Her lock screen was full of missed calls and text messages, all probably stating where Pinkie was. She then turned around and narrowed her eyes at Cheese.
"Why would you do that?! Now I'm in even more trouble than before!" Pinkie yelled.
"Sorry. She did want to know, though," Cheese said, his eyes moving towards another direction.
"I was gonna say I was over at Trixie's. She doesn't like her. She does too much boasting over fake magic," she said. Cheese saw that she was very mad at him.
"I was just-" Cheese started.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Cheese,"Pinkie said. She went though the window and landed on the ground safely from the two-story house. Cheese watched her from the window as she started her way home.
He sighed.
"I just cannot believe believe you slept over at a boy's house. This isn't like you, Pinkie Pie. Why would you do that?!" Pinkie's mother asked. The two were in the dimmed living room. Pinkie sat on the black couch as her mother was pacing back and forth, scolding her about what she had done.
"I don't know! I was at his house getting the plans together for the upcoming New Year's Bash, and then next thing I know, I'm waking up in his room!" Pinkie said. It was weird that she didn't know anything for once. And she remembers EVERYTHING that happens to her. Period.
"Give me your phone,"She said.
"Woah, woah, woah. No need to be harsh here. I swear I would have came home if I remembered what happened," she said, clutching her phone with her life.
"Well, you weren't home. You were in a house. With a BOY," she said, and she held her hand out so Pinkie could place it on her palm.
"But his mom was there," Pinkie said.
"Doesn't matter. Still a boy. Give. Me. The. Phone,"She said. Pinkie finally gave up and surrendered her phone to the angry woman.
"Two weeks," she said, and then she walked away. Pinkie's hair deflated a bit. She rarely got in trouble, and when she did, it made her sad that someone else was unhappy with her. She slowly walked towards her room with a frown on her face, passing Maud on the way.
"It's gonna be okay, Pinkie," she said, feeding herself a breakfast bar.
She looked at her bland sister, almost into tears. She then turned away and continued to walk towards her room. She slowly walked towards her bed and laid on it. Suddenly, the pink room changed it's color to grayish version of the pink party person herself. It was normal for her room to give out the moods Pinkie was in, and right now, she was sad.