//------------------------------// // Diane's Delicious // Story: Lovely Chaos // by Phoenixfire Productions //------------------------------// The five friends waited in Pepper Palace, a family owned resteraunt in Canter Creek. It was crowded, full of ponies laughing and talking. Jalapeno Pepper- the owner's 18-year-old son- was talking to a group of mares. The mares were giggling at everything the handsome stallion said. Sweet Pepper- Jalapeno's twin sister- was acting as sole waitress. Born a minute and fifty seconds before Jalapeno, she was destined to own Pepper Palace. Sweet shot a glance over her shoulder at her twin. She often scoffed at his carefree antics. She was only his minute and fifty second elder, yet she acted like she was way older. "Can I help you?" Sweet asked the remaining five of the Main Six. She could tell that they needed some cheering up. They could use some comfort for whatever reason, and Sweet wanted to give it to them. "Five strawberry cupcakes, please." responded Twilight. Sweet nodded before walking into the kitchen, emerging seconds later with a tray of cupcakes with strawberry icing balanced atop her head. In her hoof she was also holding a tray of cupcakes, the only difference being the blueberry icing on the ones in her hoof. She walked over to her brother and gave him the blueberry cupcakes before returning to the main six's five's table. "Here. Strawberry cupcakes. Made with Diane's Delicious strawberries. We never order icing from anywhere else since we've first ordered from her." said Sweet. "Does she live here?" asked Twilight. "No. Some small farm. She made it so it's not just a farm, it's also a orphanage. The first thing she thinks of when she gets paid is to buy whatever the orphans need. Then she buys stuff for her farm. Then for her and that foal of her's." Sweet explained. "Do ya think she might know Pinkie?" Applejack asked. "Does she visit often?" asked Twilight. "She's gonna get here any minute, then again next Saturday. Every Saturday with a cart full of berries." said Sweet. "Duh. Dothn't everyone know that? What type of thither talk to thomepony know dothn't know that?" asked a colt who had walked out of the kitchen and over to them. "Be quiet, snotbrain. I am talking with a paying customer. So if you know what's good for you, then you'll go jump of a cliff and leave the rest of the Pepper family alone, Hot." Sweet snapped down at her other brother. Hot Pepper was 12, an earth pony, and currently wearing braces. His 18, pegasus, and never having to where braces twin siblings had given him a hard time since he was seven. He had just came home after getting braces, only six then. His mother gave his sister a pet turtle. On the same day, as soon as they got home. Sweet named her new pet Seaweed. Hot Pepper watched while she grew close to Seaweed. A week later, on the night before Hot's seventh birthday, Seaweed died. Her body was found the next morning. Also found the next morning was Hot's cutie mark. A hot pepper with a knife in it. His family understood what had taken place. Hot's special talent was murder. He had murdered Seaweed just because she had belonged to Sweet instead of him. His parents had pushed him to pursue a career as a member of the Royal Guard. Sweet and Jalapeno hated him for murdering Seaweed. For some reason, all three siblings had been born on the same day. So Sweet's thirteenth birthday was spent in tears. Her parents had gotten Sweet and Jalapeno another gift: a falcon fledgling. They named her Seaweed and watched her carefully. Hot got a copy of the Pepper family cookbook. "You're mean!" Hot snapped. "That's enough! Hot, you're on waiter duty. Sweet, your free time." A stallion had appeared at the kitchen door. The owner, Green Pepper. The family resemblance was clear between Jalapeno and his dad. They both had light green coats and dark green manes. Sweet's mane had red streaks in it, but otherwise she had the same colors. Hot, however, had a yellow coat and a red mane. Jalapeno used to have red streaks in his mane, but had died them to green so he could erase the only family resemblance to Hot. Their mother Sandy Desert was a tan mare with a brown mane, with only her brown eyes being passed down to the twins. Sweet left, and only a few moments passed before another mare walked in. The main five gasped. The mare was Shade.