//------------------------------// // Super Duper Party Pony // Story: I Found Love: Pinkie and Cheese // by MLP Fangirl //------------------------------// "We may not be able to throw a party, but I know somepony who can." "Who? Wait, do you mean...?" Twilight's mouth began to turn upward into a smile. "You bet I do, " Rainbow Dash grinned, feeling proud of herself for coming up with the idea. "With his help, Pinkie will be smiling in no time, " Rarity exclaimed. "After all, he did help plan your Birthaversary, Rainbow." "Totally. He's not called the Super Duper Party Pony for no reason." "Who are we talking about?" Discord scratched his head. "Weren't you at Rainbow's party?" Applejack looked over at him. "Uh...no, I probably would've remembered if I did. I think I was doing an errand for Princess Sun-Butt, not sure." Discord stroked his goatee in thought. "Oh, I remember. Didn't she have you give a tour of the castle to some school ponies?" Fluttershy recalled, smiling. "Oh, yaaaah. And that was not a very pleasant experience, believe you me." Discord shuddered at the memory. Twilight raised an eyebrow in his direction but quickly dismissed it, "Anyway, back to the matter at hoof, we're talking about Cheese Sandwich. He's a party planner." "And his parties go to the extremes, let me tell ya. The guy sculpted my cutie mark out of ice!" Rainbow Dash flipped in the air, emphasizing her point. "He's impressive, and it takes a lot to impress me." "We know that fact well," Applejack rolled her eyes. Rainbow glanced in her direction. "Point being, if anypony can get Pinkie Pie smiling, it's him." Twilight nodded, then put a hoof to her chin. "Now, how do we contact him?" Fluttershy looked to the side then back at Twilight, "Can Spike send him a letter? He sends letters to Princess Celestia, right?" Twilight smiled and looked over at Fluttershy, "You're just full of good ideas today, Fluttershy. That's perfect! Spike!" She called out. "Yah?" "We need you to take a letter." After she said that, the ponies could hear the pattering of little feet against the crystal floor. Spike came running down the hallway, quill and paper in claw. "To the Princess?" Spike began writing "Dear Princess Celestia" on the parchment. "Not this time, " Twilight's voice stopped him mid-sentence. "To Cadence?" Spike looked over at his maternal figure. "Nope. Cheese Sandwich." Spike's quill tip broke off as he suddenly stopped. Luckily, he had a spare. "Cheese Sandwich? You want me to write a letter to Cheese Sandwich? Why?" Twilight sighed and gave him a quick rundown of events. After the briefing, Spike nodded slowly and placed his quill against the paper. "Ready when you are." Twilight cleared her throat, "Dear Cheese Sandwich, how have you been doing? It's been about six months since Rainbow's party. I hope you are well. As for our reason for writing you, we have a rather serious problem, and we need your party planning expertise. Pinkie Pie is...unwell, and needs some cheering up. And I can think of no better pony than you to do the job. Come here as soon as possible. Princess Twilight." Spike finished writing the last sentence. His years of being Twilight's assistance had made him a super fast writer. "All done. Now to send it off." Spike pictured the party stallion and sent the letter away with his standard fire breath. "There, it's on its way." "Thanks, Spike. Now all we have to do is wait." "Do you think he'll come?" Fluttershy asked. Rainbow scoffed. "Cheese? Of course, he'll come. He's not gonna turn down a chance to throw a party. He's like the stallion version of Pinkie Pie. He'll be here." ------ Cheese Sandwich was sitting on top of his bed in his hotel room, relaxing. He had just spent the entire day at the Annual Party Convention in Baltimare. He had the chance to meet party planners from all across Equestria and enjoyed meeting everyone of them. But, there was one thing that could've made the convention better. There was one party planner that hadn't made an appearance. "Busy day, eh Boneless Two?" He looked over at his rubber chicken companion on the side of his bed. "Yup, I know how you feel. All those party planners under one roof. I'm surprised we didn't blow the place up," Cheese chuckled to himself. He gave his hooves a stretch. He sat up on the bed and put a hoof to his head. "Although...now that I think about it, something was missing at that convention. But, I can't quite put my hoof around it. Hmmm." He scratched his chin in contemplation. Suddenly, a plume of green fire appeared in front of him. Not expecting it, Cheese fell off the side of the bed, landing on the carpeted floor. "What the doodle?" He rubbed his head and looked up to see a scroll floating in midair. "Well, " he cocked his head to the side, "that's not something you see everyday. Should I touch it, Boneless Two?" He turned to his chicken friend on the bed. "Yah, you're right. I should. As they say, 'Nothing ventured, nothing gained,'" he stood up. "Besides, scrolls don't just appear in a burst of fire for no reason. Let's see." Cheese walked over to the scroll. He stopped in front of it, examining it. He stood on his hindlegs and waved his hoof above the scroll, feeling for something out of the ordinary. Not finding anything, he dropped back down onto four legs and walked around it. Finding nothing suspicious, he shrugged and grabbed the scroll in his mouth. "See, what did I tell you. No risk no reward. Now, what do we have here?" He unrolled the scroll and began to read it. "Dear Cheese Sandwich-Hey, that's me!-Blah, blah, blah! We have a rather serious problem. Well, that's not good. " The cheeriness in his voice suddenly diminished as he read the next part. "Pinkie is...unwell, and needs some cheering up." He looked up from the letter with deep concern. He didn't even finish reading it. He looked over to the bed, where Boneless Two lay, then back at the letter. He glanced at the clock on the wall, and stood up. He ran over to the bed and grabbed the rubber chicken, placing it on his back. "We're checking out early, Boneless Two. If Pinkie Pie needs cheering up, then I have to help her. I can tell something much worse is going to here. And as Celestia as my witness, I will help her. That's a guarantee." He stood tall and proud as he made his proclamation. He ran out of the hotel room and out the front door, stopping once he reached the street. "Wait a sec. Now I know what was missing! Pinkie Pie, of course. And, if she wasn't at the convention, then something must be up. And I'm going to figure out what." Cheese Sandwich galloped to station, boarding the train that would take him to Ponyville. ----- An hour passed. The Mane Six and Discord were still in the throne room, awaiting a response from the party planner extraordinaire. They figured since Cheese was so much like Pinkie, he'd fine a way to send them word in no time at all. Rarity was reapplying her eyeshadow, having become bored from the prolonged stay at the castle. "How much longer do we have to stay here? Not that mind staying at the castle, but we have to go home eventually." "We're waitin', Rares," Applejack's hat was covering her eyes as she leaned back against her throne. "For Cheese Sandwich?" Rarity raised an eyebrow. "Who knows when he'll arrive." "Oh, he'll be here soon. Trust me. I've seen enough of him to know what he can do," Rainbow assured them, her head resting atop of her hooves. "I hope you're right, Dash. I can't stop thinking about Pinkie. Something is wrong with her. Pinkie Pie doesn't get sad unless there's a legitimate reason. But, what could it be?" Twilight slouched down on her throne, sighing. "Well, if we knew that, we might be able to help her. But, of course, nothing is ever that simple," Discord snapped his fingers, summoning a cone of cotton candy to munch on. "Hopefully, Cheese Sandwich will get here soon," Fluttershy rubbed her hooves together nervously. "He's here." Everyone in the room turned towards the source of the voice. To their delight, Cheese Sandwich was standing in the doorway. He looked like he had rushed over here. "Cheese! Oh, thank goodness. See, guys? Told ya," Rainbow flew over to Cheese Sandwich, the others following. "Oh, we're so glad you could make, Cheese," Twilight sighed in relief. "It's my job, Princess. If somepony's sad, I'll make sure that the sad bug gets out of their system. Especially, when they're a dear friend." His eyes showed determination. "Now, what seems to be the problem?" The group each took turns describing Pinkie's condition, filling the stallion in on the events that transpired before his arrival. Cheese took this all in. He didn't want to believe that Pinkie, the mare who had been his inspiration, was suffering from emotional depression. "Pinkie Pie? Not smiling? I can't believe that." Cheese looked to the ground. "That's exactly what I said," Discord exclaimed, earning him a poke from Twilight. "We don't want to believe it either. But, you can't deny what you see with your own eyes," Twilight frowned. "But, now that you're here, perhaps you get some words out of our dear friend. She won't talk to us, but maybe..." Rarity glanced up at the party pony. Cheese Sandwich nodded and looked at the mares and draconeques. "I'll do what I can. Come on, Boneless Two. We've got work to do." Cheese ran outside in the direction of Sugarcube Corner, hoping to get some answers.