The Power of Birthday Pie

by Zombie Penguins

Pony Version

General Dash paced back and forth in the underground bunker, trying desperately to think of the right words for her ponies. A few hundred soldiers, sat on the stone floor, awaiting her speech, eagerly listening to the clop-clop-clop of her hooves. The General tugged at her mane as an idea came to her. Why not let her ponies contribute to her going-to-be 20% cooler speech? She stopped her pacing underneath a flickering light-bulb, letting the dingy light be her spotlight.

"Now I know that you have travelled hundreds of miles away from our homes, to this wretched land, away from our great and glorious land...but we are here for a very good reason that I think you all know!" General Dash shouted, before pausing, "SHOW ME YOUR KNOWLEDGE!!!" she bellowed and her ponies returned her shout with more shouts:

"TO FIGHT!"
"TO WIN!"
"TO DEFEND OUR LAND!"
"MY MA MADE ME!"
"I GOT DRAFTED!"
"FOR SMILES!"
"I DON'T KNOW!"

But, one battle-cry rose above them all...

"BIRTHDAY PIE!!!!!!"

The cry for birthday pie invited a sudden silence to enter the room. Everypony stopped their shouting and turned their heads to pony with the cry for birthday pie. "You! Identify yourself!" General Dash yelled, wagging a hoof at the pie-crier.
"Private Pinkamena Pie, sir! Pinkie for short, sir!" the mare exclaimed, bringing herself to a standing position and swinging her hoof to her forehead.
"Secretary Snowflake! Check the birthday records!" the General shouted at a beefy pegasus.

The next few minutes were spent listening to Snowflake flip through a frilly, pink book, labelled "Badflank Birthday Records" until he exclaimed, "BIRTHDAY!! YEAH!!!" and the entire room erupted in cheers.

"Private Applejack, bake us a pie! Private Rarity, get out the emergency streamers! Private Twilight Sparkle, make party hats out of thin air!" commanded General Dash, to which everypony obeyed. Soon colourful streamers hung among the cobwebs, daintily tied to the rusty lights. Everyone had put on their party hats, after they were all tested with a Geiger meter, of course. Applejack wheeled in an apple pie, covered in candles and all the soldiers celebrated Pinkie's birthday.

It came time to blow out the fiery candles and General Dash shouted his last command of the day, "Private Pinkie, make a birthday wish!"
"I wish we didn't have to fight, today!" bellowed Pinkie, before blowing out the candles.
"Wish granted!" cheered the General, with a whimsical gleam in her eye.

For the rest of the day, General Dash and her soldiers had a party, increasing their morale. On the next day, the enemy attacked, but due to this increase in morale, they were able to defend the base. Many decades later, the majority of historians have come to the conclusion if Pinkie's birthday had not been celebrated that day, the enemy may have taken the base due to a lack of morale. Now we remember that glorious day by eating birthday pie at the base on Pinkie's birthday.

THE END

Comments

[Yasturo]

That's not really a description... Might want to change that up a little.
But, nevertheless, I will be reading this.

[Yasturo]

Short... Very short... But, General Dash, and Private the rest? Is that all you know? There's Commander. Sargent, Corporal, Colonel, etc. But just General and Private? Little imagination in my opinion. However, the base of the story, or the plot, is something I haven't seen before. However, being that quick is kind of a disappointment. I know you said 'Short Story' but, this is a bit too short. Also, Secretary isn't in the base. Base of Operations, sure, but base of warfare? Pretty sure not. I'll give this a 7/10, you got my like, but I would hope this isn't it.

(Oh look at me trying to be a critic.)

[Zombie Penguins]

2831904
I apologize for the inaccuracy.
It wasn't supposed to be accurate :P It was just an amusing idea I came up with one morning.

[Yasturo]

2831972
Ahh, alright. Just saying.