Pinkie had barely taken two steps outside the lab when the cell phone rang; the pony sighed and shook her head. Toriel was being overly protective. Pinkie had her shovel, her saddlebags had snacks and she was wearing incredible powerful magical armor. What more could her goat friend possibly want after kissing her good bye for a while and asking her to be safe after several minutes worth of cuddling?
Also Gyftrot wasn’t going with Pinkie because the hot lands would wear him down really fast; the only reason why it wasn’t going to bother Pinkie was because she was wearing magic armor to deal with the heat. The snow in the jar was also staying with Toriel to make sure she healed. This was Pinkie doing something on her own, as long as her friends were safe she could face down Mettaton without problems.
Pulling out the recently upgraded phone attached to a small fabric necklace she had around her neck, Alphys got a hold of it after seeing it was old, Pinkie held it up to her head and said the first thing that came to mind.
“Banana’s are good fruit for a hat.” It was clearly the first thing that came to Pinkie’s mind to say into the phone.
“Pinkie I… wait what?” Toriel on the other end sounded so confused and she giggled lightly, you could almost hear her ears flopping about as she shook her head. “Look, I just wanted to say that we’ll be in contact with you and that I just want you to take three more steps to prove a bet.”
“What kind of bet?” Pinkie asked sounding for all the worlds intrigued as to what kind of bet her goat friend could have made about taking five steps away from the laboratory.
“I’ll tell you if I win or not, just know that Alphys has you on the monitor and we’ll be watching your progress from here.” Toriel sounded exasperated with her, but there was that loving tone that Pinkie had come to know from her goat friend.
Taking three more steps outside the laboratory, Pinkie waited for something to happen. After a minute of waiting, she shrugged and tried to take another step and her soul pulled from her body as she was beset by what looked like a small walking volcano that was all smiles and a strange flying metal thing that was somehow blushing and wearing a feminine cap.
“Yes, I win!” Toriel called out childishly over the phone as Pinkie closed it up rolling her eyes with a simple smile on her face, it looks like she had to dance her way by these guys.
Hearing her phone ring again Pinkie pulled it out and curiously wondered if Toriel was always this clingy, she actually liked it.
“I’ll pay you in a minute Goat Mom; I need to inform Pinkie about them. Those monsters are Vulkin and Tsunderplane. Vulkin’s are not very smart; given they believe their lava can heal everyone and are a clear danger to every monster who goes near one of them that isn’t fire proof or at least highly resilient to heat. I wouldn’t suggest hugging it; otherwise they are really friendly despite their lacking in the intelligence department. The advice is to keep your distance and be congenial.” It was Gyftrot’s voice as he still had the monster compendium on him and he was obviously informing the now dancing pony as to what she was dealing with. “The flying one is Tsunderplane. Best option, get close but not too close and calm it down gently. It has a tendency to get really defensive and easily flustered, which tends to cause it to fire explosives from its body everywhere.”
Pinkie shifted and shook her hips and stepped out a rhythm to make her soul dodge walls of fire that spat fireballs out, as well as avoiding having her body being set on fire personally. The magic armor protected her soul pretty well from both this and the bombardment. The explosives falling from above were a tad harder to dodge given they created thin columns of smoke that shot straight up, she recognized the explosives immediately given they looked like tank shells and party tanks were a thing in Equestria.
Pinkie’s dancing ability was becoming somewhat of a thing of beauty and she twirled closer to the Tsunderplane and it seemed to blush as she wiggled and shook her body near it.
“Hey there, it’s okay. Do you want to be friends?” As soon as Pinkie said this, the Tsunderplane shot away from her looking smaller and highly flustered. She hovered there high in the air while staying away still looking rather embarrassed, but somehow enticed by Pinkie. “What’s with her?”
“She likes you, now hugs!” The Vulkin tried to leap at Pinkie, only she leapt back away from and caught him in the scoop of the shovel she pulled into her hooves from the strap. She carefully slid him off of it onto the ground away from her body and soul. He started spewing lava at her; she swiftly dodged with an awkward twist of her body and a graceful looking sideways leap away.
“Sorry, but your dangerous to my health and I can’t really hug you or touch your lava, which would hurt me. Though I’m sure you’re a very nice guy that can find some way to be useful and helpful. Ask a being before you try to hug it first if it’s okay for you to do so, you don’t want to hurt someone accidentally now do you?” Pinkie was being friendly and gentle with the lava spewing creature that smiled so brightly. “You have a really nice smile by the way.”
“I smile, I smile lots!” The four legged living miniature volcano said with a jovial tone, Vulkin seemed to be willing to listen to Pinkie. “I ask from now on, no want to hurt friends! I am friend with you?”
“Of course silly, just so long as you don’t try to spew lava or try to force me to hug you. Just keep in mind that you’re dangerous to others that are not like you, I’m sure we’ll be good friends.” That seemed to cheer up the monster and he just wandered off the side of the pathway forward and fell into some lava, Pinkie shrugged as he would be perfectly fine given he was made of the stuff and seemed to be a living rock creature. Maybe she’d eventually even be able to introduce one to Maud just to see what would happen.
Now Pinkie was to set out and face down Mettaton, as long as she didn’t run into any other problems along the way. She was glad her magic armor translated to protecting her soul and keeping her cool in this intensely hot place. She’d be sweating a lot otherwise and sweaty fur doesn’t smell nice, especially not after a long day of rock farming.
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“Hey Papyrus… yeah… just called to tell you, I think… I might… want to be friends with Pinkie.” There was a loud girly squeal on the other side of the phone that caused Undyne to roll her eye. She looked to the screen and saw Pinkie moving forward, Toriel was watching the screen with obvious hints of worry about her girlfriend. “Yes, I get that you’re excited, but I’m in traction right now. I broke an arm and a leg… no it’s not necessary to give me some of your bones! Look I’ll be fine and I’ll heal... STOP BEING SENPAI CRAZY ALREADY! Sorry, I’m just stressed and in a bit of pain. Now shut up because I already told you, I’ll be fine. You’ve made some nice friends; they just might become my friends soon too. Yeah, I kind of always thought we were friends Papyrus… yes even if I was always treating you professionally, I do think of you as a friend.”
That led to another squeal on the phone and Undyne sadly knew that she sacrificed some of her future time with Alphys to be more friendly to the skeleton, but it didn’t make her feel bad at all. In fact Undyne smiled a little, Papyrus was a cool guy and she called because friendship mattered to her a little more now.
Undyne was strong for the monsters of the Underworld, she was stronger for her friends and she would be at her strongest for the one she loved the most. Now all Alphys would have to do is get up the guts to ask her out. She clenched her good hand; she swore she’d be a hero to everyone that was worthy of it. She now mentally added Pinkie to the list of friends she had, even if Pinkie couldn’t see her as a friend yet.
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Pinkie had used two conveyor belts and was once again looking at the sea of lava; there was machinery running and metallic flooring in random spots. She looked at an arrow on a steam vent and stepped on it, she found herself rocketing onto a nearby platform the arrow had been pointing her to. Looking up in the air, she could confirm that the Tsunderplane was still following her. Said monster seemed to shy away when she looked in its direction.
Searching around randomly, Pinkie came across an area with a perfectly good frying pan with more conveyor belts and wondered who would leave something like that lying around. She picked it up and continued looking for a way forward.
Eventually she succeeded in finding a path forward after stepping onto a few more vents, only to see it was being blocked off by a wall of orange energy. She sat down and pulled out her phone which rang immediately.
“H-hi, Alphys here, I noticed you ran into a problem there. You can go through orange lasers, just keep moving as you do and as for blue lasers, don’t move.” Alphys was being particularly helpful as Pinkie moved towards the orange barrier and quickly ran through it.
After having run through the first laser, Pinkie looked ahead and saw multiple lasers ahead of her. It didn’t take her long, stopping when blue lasers were passing by her and moving quickly through the orange ones, she made it to the other side unscathed and disabled them by pressing the rather convenient switch.
Continuing onwards Pinkie came to a pathway where the arrow on the vent was slowly turning counterclockwise and there were three ways to go, one led to a door that she obviously wouldn’t be able to get open. She heard her phone ringing again.
“Uh, you need to solve the two puzzles to that area, there’s one on each path. Then you can move forward, I’ll take care of an active laser on the left side while you deal with the right side first.” Nodding at Alphys’s words, Pinkie launched when the arrow was pointing in that direction.
The pony moved forwards sharing some greetings with the adult monsters she met before she entered the puzzle room to see a bouncing fox head with sunglasses. On the wall there was a yellow arrowhead pointing up and a white arrowhead pointing down, between them were strange boxes on a three by three grid.
“If you’re wondering, you’re supposed to hit the other ship to solve the puzzle, but I kept running out of ammo. It’s like my buddies outside don’t want to go to work and they aren’t helping me any, can you solve it?” The fox head continued to bounce in place.
“Yep, that’s what I intend to do anyway.” Pinkie looked at the nearby note and then nodded to herself as she took up the controls for the game and moved one of the boxes out of the way and fired twice, this immediately destroyed the white arrowhead on the large screen. “Okay now on to the other puzzle then.”
As Alphys had stated, the laser blocking the way was turned off by the time Pinkie got to the other side and saw two kids together. Well at least she assumed they were kids, one purple humanoid monster with a skateboard and the other was with a green fire based monster in a skirt. Ignoring them, Pinkie pressed forward into the other puzzle room and saw that the puzzle was only slightly more complicated than the previous one being on a four by four grid.
Taking the controls she shifted the boxes around until she found a position as to which she could fire twice and split another white arrowhead. Walking out she saw the green fire monster talking with the purple one and looked to be doing homework together, she thought it was cute at least. No, she had a mission to stop Mettaton from doing whatever it was that he was doing! She would not be sidetracked by puppy love, even if it was adorable.
Making her way back to the door, it now had two spots lit up on it and Pinkie launched herself over to it using her shovel instead of taking the steam vents. As she stood in front of the door, it suddenly shifted and slowly clanked it’s way open.
Moving forward Pinkie came to another vent, stepping on it sent her bouncing across several vents consecutively and she squealed with joy as she bounced over to a spot where she landed on her hooves and could continue onwards.
The pony quickly found herself in a dark room. Looking about in the darkness she couldn’t help but feel that there was something there with her. The light’s flicked on and she found herself in an area with two kitchens.
“Oh yes, hello beauties, welcome to Cooking with Mettaton, the Iron Chef Edition! Today I and a very special guest are going to do battle to quickly make some cake; this will be a no holds bar cake making extravaganza folks! There will be action, ingredients and most of all, me!” Mettaton was sitting at the other kitchen station with microphone in hand, whereas Pinkie was already in the middle of hers. “Let’s get started with the rules that my opponent has to win with, all she has to do is make a successful delectable looking cake and it has to taste good too. If she doesn’t, she will be fried and battered. Heck folks, she might even be battered and fried even if she does win!”
“I’ll take you on Mettaton! Hey everyone, I’m Pinkie Pie the Earth Pony. I come from Sugar Cube Corner the bakery I call my home, which is also in Ponyville. I happen to be a master baker and Mettaton is quite the character to be facing in the arena!” Pinkie had her own microphone and had decided to actually get into the spirit of things, she put on a toque and her mystical armor changed into a smiling cat faced apron. “Now I will solemnly wait for my opponents to start this match of culinary warfare. We will be having cake by the end of this; I can assure you all that this is no lie! Hey Tori, don’t worry about me, I’ll even save some for you! I think I’m going to have a lot of fun here today.”
“Well at least you’re not a master baiter, am I right?” A laugh track sounded off for Mettaton. “Anyway let’s kick things into gear then, we each have all the supplies we need and we will begin in three…. Two… one…”
A horn sounded out and some music started playing with it too.
(Mario and Luigi Superstar Saga- Popple Battle plays. In case of you-tube loss.)
Pinkie went and gathered the supplies she needed to make the batter for the cake and the icing to go on it. She was going to go for a butter cream icing, everyone loved butter cream icing and she was sure that any of the monsters that tasted it would too!
The pony looked over to Mettaton who was using his telescoping arms to grab his stuff and then he turned towards Pinkie who was carrying stuff in three large pans that were inside of each other in her hooves. He fired a rocket that blew up the drawer where she would have found her baking utensils, she glared at Mettaton.
“I never said I was going to make this easy for you!” Mettaton chuckled derisively and went about continuing his work leaving Pinkie’s station full of destroyed utensils.
Pinkie looked down at her shovel and a light bulb lit up over her head, she moved over to the sink and turned on the hot water and started to wash her hooves and cleaned off her shovel blade. It was time to innovate!
Pinkie finished cleaning off her shovel to the point it shined and gleamed, she then ran two legged over to the counter and tossed up six eggs with one hoof and swung her shovel three times. Six eggs split perfectly in half leaving their shells to fall to the floor and their insides to fall in the three pans she laid out.
She tore the bags of flour and sugar open with a single shovel swipe and took one bag in a hoof while holding the shovel in her other. She started pouring the correct amount into one of the pans and then quickly swung out with the shovel in her hoof sending the incoming rocket flying back to Mettaton’s station and an electronic scream of pain was heard. Pinkie smirked vindictively as Mettaton had to start all over again.
Pinkie quickly finished pouring her sugar and flour, and then she started spilling milk into each pan haphazardly. As she was doing this she suddenly stopped and leapt up and smacked the eggs being shot at her station back into Mettaton’s with a few swift Tennis style swings of her shovel, he was trying to ruin her cake batter and that didn’t make her a happy pony. She used her shovel to hook and launch a spare gallon of milk at him in retaliation before she went back to pouring milk into each pan and then had to think of a way to mix them given she had no whisk or a mixer.
Ducking, Pinkie narrowly missed having her head taken off by a large mallet being swung horizontally. She narrowly even had time to push her pans on the counter out of the way of the mad mallet wielding Mettaton who was dripping milk. He brought the mallet around holding it high above him preparing to drop it on Pinkie’s head. Pinkie rolled out of the way as he slammed the mallet to the floor sending her bodily into the air, where she ended up landing on his head.
“Hey, get off the most incredible and only host of this show ever!” Mettaton shouted angrily while waving around his mallet, he slowly brought it into both his hands. The pony started hanging down in front of his screen that was his face and she smiled brightly and waved wildly at him, he decided to swing the mallet for what passes as his own face. The pony just leapt off as he knocked himself backwards.
“You’re not a very friendly host!” Pinkie called after him as he knocked himself back to his station where he wobbled slightly as a circle of stars appeared on his monitor, he soon fell onto his back.
Pinkie looked back towards the unmixed batter and then came up with an idea. She pulled herself onto the counter and planted her shovel into the middle of the first batter filled pan. With a kick up into a twirling hoof stand on top of her shovel, she twirled rapidly like a top stirring the mixture.
The batter was quickly being mixed by Pinkie’s rapid spins, with a jerk she stopped spinning and stared down into the batter for a bit. Nodding to herself and staying vertical, she hopped her shovel into the middle of the next pan and then lowered her rears hooves to the outside of the pan where she kicked off and started spinning again. She performed this action one more time and it was about this time that Mettaton had managed to get up and get back to baking his own cake in a shaky manner.
A smile slowly crept its way onto Pinkie’s face and she quickly put her three pans into the oven and pulled out an egg timer to time how long they’ve all been baking for. She then pulled out a salt shaker; she stood on top of her counter and launched the salt shaker with a golf swing of her shovel sending it right at Mettaton who was in the middle of mixing some batter. Mettaton immediately turned and deftly caught the salt shaker in the air before it could hit him or fall into one of his batter pans.
“Hah, did you think you could ruin my cake, like I’ve been trying to ruin yours? I, Mettaton, wasn’t born yesterday.” An egg splattered across Mettaton’s screen causing him to reflexively drop the salt shaker into one of his pans batter as he fell over from the force of the impact.
“Never mess with a baker who’s got the skills in kitchen fighting and a shovel she knows how to use!” Pinkie shouted over to the robot that had been knocked onto his back again. “Now to get started on mixing the butter cream icing, can’t do quick mixing like I did previously, this requires slow methodical mixing.”
“You’re cake could use a soul, here let me help you with that!” The pony gathered her ingredients and dove over her counter as Mettaton revved and brought down a chainsaw on it.
On the other side of the counter Pinkie got a chunk of butter into her bowl by holding it up to the chainsaw. She quickly ran off towards Mettaton’s station while pouring some milk into her bowl. Mettaton gave chase with the chainsaw swinging it wildly after the pony.
Pinkie quickly took some ingredients and used a clean stirring spoon hastily taken from Mettaton’s supply drawers; she also managed to get a fresh icing bag and a tip for it.
As she kept just ahead of the angry Mettaton, she ran on her hind legs while mixing throwing ingredients into the bowl. She jumped spreading her hind legs out as rocket shot underneath her throwing her tail hair up between her hind legs, the rocket flew into the distance and promptly exploded there.
“Why do people keep destroying my cabbages!” Ignoring the voice yelling, Pinkie turned around ran forward and slid underneath the chainsaw being swung horizontally.
“If a single chainsaw or a hammer won’t stop you, then I’ll just have to use two hammers!”Stashing his chainsaw away behind his back Mettaton turned around and brought out two large mallets which he twirled once in each hand.
“Wait, what happens when you lose? I messed up one of your batters and you still have to make your icing!” Nobody took baking more seriously than Pinkie. Sure experimentation was fun and all, but she was serious about finishing her cake and making sure Mettaton doesn’t destroy it. Even as she talked to him, she continued to mix her ingredients slowly. She needed the time to get it to the right consistency or else her butter cream frosting wouldn’t chill right and would be too lumpy. “Also, seriously, two hammers? Where were you even keeping them?”
“Oh like you’re the one to talk, how are you able to hit eggs with that shovel without immediately breaking them?” That was a good question, but Mettaton wasn’t about to get his answer as he answered Pinkie’s question. “You live if I lose, that’s a good prize right? I’m the star of this show and the ratings are going through the roof with our interactions! I really don’t like the fact that you’re upstaging me though.”
“I would like to think of it as sharing the stage with you. I mean we’re both here and we’re performing quite well together.” Even stating that, Pinkie could see that Mettaton was not happy to be sharing the stage at all. She quickly stuffed the bowl of what would become icing into the refrigerator to chill and took up her shovel in a tight grip with her two hooves. “Do you want to dance for a while? Then let’s dance!”
Mettaton came at Pinkie and smashed one of his hammers down. The pony jumped backwards, he swung his other hammer horizontally and with a hop she leapt up onto the hammers head. She smacked him in the side of the head with her shovel once she rode the hammer in close enough to him. She rattled Mettaton and leapt away going towards his station.
Mettaton tried to turn around and give chase, only his wheel hit a banana peel and he went skidding off past a smiling Pinkie who had an entire banana in her smile. Somewhere off the set there was the sound of several things shattering and an explosion, followed by the sound of a pot lid settling against the ground. The pony pulled the banana into her mouth to chew and swallow it.
“I like Mettaton, he’s silly.” Hearing her phone ring Pinkie pulled it out and held it up to her ear, while holding up a hoof to the audience. “If everyone would excuse me for a second, Mettaton will be back shortly to continue being ineffectual in attacking me. Hello?”
“Look I know we’re not friends yet, but I have to say you’re doing great out there! You show that bucket of bolts how to bake like a tough girl!” It was Undyne and she was apparently enjoying the show. “Before you ask, Toriel gave me your phone number.”
“Right then, anything I should know before Mettaton gets back from his trip?” Pinkie asked curiously.
“Yeah, there’s a switch on Mettaton’s back. It is not an off switch. It will however make him go through a transformation and start using up his battery power really fast.” It seems Undyne has had some previous history with Mettaton. “Thought that was something you might find interesting if you want to knock him out. Also look out, he’s coming back and he doesn’t look happy if that skull shape on his screen is anything to go by.”
With a click, Pinkie put away her phone and turned around only to quickly leap for the counter as Mettaton was now obviously mad enough to have created a deep crater where she had been standing. He swung his hammer again destroying his own counter and sending ingredients flying everywhere, that it created a huge mess didn’t need to be said.
“Right, combat stance time.” Having jumped from the robots counter, Pinkie landed in the area between the two kitchens and faced down Mettaton as he switched from his wheel to a hovering jet. She twirled her shovel and crouched down while holding it in a reverse grip.
“You’re being quite a nuisance on my show. Now stop it, hammer time!” Mettaton brought both his hammers back and slammed them down sending a visible shockwave towards Pinkie, who easily jumped over it.
Pinkie leapt towards Mettaton and took a swipe at him rattling him again; she quickly leapt back and crouched under his spinning form. He flew over head while holding out the hammers without hitting her with his them or his jet. She ran forward and turned around as he came back and now she was standing in his spot and he was in hers.
Mettaton whipped the hammers up on his telescoping arms and then slapped one down towards Pinkie who dodged to the left and then moved to the right as the other hammer came down while the other one went up. He rapidly continued to slam the hammers to the ground faster and faster until Pinkie suddenly leapt forward past and underneath one of these slamming hammers. She slammed the back of her shovel into his jet with a quick rising flourish. The jet went out and caused him to fall to the ground with thud where she rattled him once again with a blunt shovel strike; she once more quickly backed off.
“Is that all you got Metal?” Pinkie said with a smile, as she shouldered her shovel. A ding noise was heard and Pinkie looked over to the egg timer.
“How do you know my… forget that! You still have to finish your cake and I’m not about to let you!” Popping up onto his wheel, Mettaton charged forward and slammed his hammers together trying to smash Pinkie’s head between them. The pony charged him too and rolled forward before stabbing at his wheel making it go out from under him so that he fell flat on his face, all while she went to the oven and popped it open.
“Oh, they’re all so good…” A fond Pinkie stared at the cakes she had been fighting to make, she heard Mettaton struggling to get up from his face plant. She quickly used her shovel to pull the three pans loaded with cake from the oven. Her icing would be done in two minutes and then she’d have a cake worthy of her taste buds. “Right, can’t stop to smell and then eat the roses until I’m done!”
Placing the pans filled with cake on the counter using her shovel as to not burn her hooves, she got out a silver tray. She hefted one of the pans upwards before smacking a corner of it with a quick rap of her shovel. The pan flipped and landed neatly on the counter after sending the cake flying out of it into the tray, then two more cakes landed neatly next to that one. Pinkie was going for a triple layer cake.
Smiling in satisfaction, Pinkie quickly turned and deflected two hammer strikes from hitting her cake with her shovel in one hoof. She followed that up by spinning around to smacking Mettaton harshly across the screen with the frying pan she picked up earlier, which was being wielded with her other hoof. Several yellow exclamation marks appeared on Mettaton’s face as he spun away like a top from Pinkie’s blow and fell over onto his back looking so dazed that his screen turned blue.
Seeing that Mettaton was not getting up for a moment, Pinkie made for the refrigerator and she quickly started filling her icing bag that had its requisite tip installed and move back over to her cake. She started icing the bottom layer of her vanilla cake with strawberry butter cream frosting.
Once she was finished frosting the bottom layer she moved the second layer on top of that and started frosting it, she took glances at Mettaton every now and then to see if he was getting up. She managed to finish frosting her final layer by the time Mettaton was getting back up again.
“I’m done, I made a cake!” Pinkie proclaimed proudly.
“It still needs to be tasted; thankfully I already had a cake made in case I wouldn’t be able to finish making one while attacking you.” Mettaton wheeled his way over to his station and pulled out a tray and lifted the lid of a single layer double fudge cake. “I made it fresh while you were busy getting here.”
“I would say that’s cheating, but knowing that this is your show… well okay then!” A smiling Pinkie stated. “Anyway, who’s going to taste these cakes?”
“You would not be impartial my dear, plus I’m not exactly built with a flavor processor personally.” Metatton answered flatly, while tapping his microphone against his screen showing an M once more. “How about my camera crew and those two kids? They’d be pretty impartial.”
The three adult monsters and the two children from earlier were sitting there looking so awed at Pinkie’s prowess in the kitchen and dealing with Mettaton on top that.
“Okay, I can agree to that. Just so long as I can save a slice or two for my friends, I also want one for myself too!” At this point Pinkie was no longer being assaulted and Mettaton ceased his aggressive actions towards Pinkie and started getting out some plates.
Plates were put out and slices of rich cake were had, Pinkie actually enjoyed Mettaton’s cake as it was a human recipe and not a monster based one. Apparently Mettaton did a lot of charity bake sale appearances; he obviously couldn’t eat the stuff he baked and it had to go somewhere.
“Oh this is awesome! This strawberry butter cream icing is delicious and Mettaton’s cake is just as grandiose as the star himself!” The hopping fox head with sunglasses spoke.
“Metatton’s cake is sweet, but the strawberry cake is radical in flavor!” The purple skateboarding monster said as he continued to eat both his slices of cake.
“I think they’re both nice in their own ways, but I like the strawberry cake more.” The green flame headed girl said sweetly.
“Well, it’s edible and it’s cake. I guess that means that your opponent lives, but your cake is chocolate so you win my vote Mettaton.” One of the camera crew monsters said with a smile.
“What can I say; the strawberry butter cream was made quickly and expertly. I’m giving this one to Pinkie Pie from Sugar Cube Corner of Ponyville.” The final adult of the camera crew answered.
“You heard it from the impromptu judges here folks; my opponent has shown her excellent baking skills and even deserves a little praise from me.” Mettaton and Pinkie bowed to each other, turning to the audience Mettaton made a large pink heart appear on his screen as he held up his microphone. “Don’t worry folks; I’ll get her next time! For now I have to perform some self repairs for my next great act! Of course it’ll be great; the story has me starring in it after all!”