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Ponyville Days - Cirrus Sky

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Chapter 7: Clearing Up

Carrot Cake started his day early, such was the lot of a baker. Cup stayed in bed this morning, their twins sandwiched either side of her. Leaving his sleeping family to start up the ovens and earliest bakes he finished his morning rituals and entered the shop. It was with no surprise that he found four of Pinkie’s friends sleeping in the function room. They were all good reliable girls and if staying on the property meant they weren’t walking back home alone it was fine with him. He was surprised however to find a young man sat at the kitchen table sipping a coffee.

“Good morning.” The younger man inclined his head towards the pot on the table, “Coffee?” Carrot nodded and received his mug. “Ah, Pinkie brought me down here, she’s making waffles?” Carrot nodded again, Pinkie, things made slightly more sense. “Oh! Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Meadowsong.” The young man gave a rakish grin and held out a hand. Carrot shook, so far the boy seemed nice enough, perhaps not one he’d have to take aside or forcibly remove...

“Hi Mr Cake! I see you’ve met my Song.” Pinkie came bustling in with a tray of waffles, “I didn’t realise it was that late in the morning!” Both men looked at the clock in surprise, Pinkies definition of late was really far from the mark. “Breakfast?” She placed the tray on the table and served up three plates of waffles. They sat around eating after Pinkie had assured her boss that she’d started the morning’s baking already.

“So Meadowsong, might I enquire a little about you?” Carrot had joviality in his tone, but the Cakes were very protective of their young employee and didn’t wish to see her hurt.

“Well, I’m a musician... but I work at Quills and Sofas. I used to be travelling around but I came back home to Ponyville recently.” He took a swig of coffee, draining the mug. “I’ll readily admit that my aspirations aren’t realistic but music is in my soul.” Carrot listened and watched, Pinkie seemed pleased that they were talking but he could see a subtle hint that she sought his approval.

“That’s a fair thing son. I suppose baking was in my blood and it was only good fortune that baking is a practical career.” He replied, Meadowsong grinned.

“Yes, I’m sorely aware of the fact music isn’t a great career for most.” He gave a self deprecating laugh.

“Now, as much as I like conversing in the morning, I’d better get to work. You’re welcome to stop by again Meadowsong.” Carrot stood and with a final handshake left for his ovens. Pinkie jumped for joy.

“Oh my musical musician-y chunk of hunk.” She hugged him, “When Mr Cake likes a guy... Well this is the first time!” She did a little dance. “That’s a good sign! My Pinkie sense is all tingly.” Her smile was infectious and Meadowsong couldn’t help smiling too.

*

Twilight awoke entangled in Rainbow, it had been a comfortable sleep as far as she knew, but then Pinkie Pie’s ‘special’ punch could do that to a girl. Trying to figure out what had woken her wasn’t hard, there was the thrum of a guitar and the soft crooning of a singer. She carefully unwound from Rainbow and climbed off, the clock on the wall read 8 am, so it wasn’t a too bad start to the day.

She followed the sound of music, Pinkie’s giggles and little lyrics joining in. The function room was adjacent to the cafe, only a pair of doors and a small hallway separated them. Twilight carefully opened the first door and slipped from the party room. The second door was ajar, she spied Pinkie Pie’s legs (No one else in Ponyville would ever wear such loud socks or odd shoes) they were joined by a pair of scruffy boots and equally beat up jeans. “Good morning!” Twilight called over, Pinkie leaned forward to look through the doorway, “Hey Twilight! Breakfast?”

“Yes please, I’m famished.” To punctuate the statement Twilight’s stomach audibly growled.

Pinkie giggled. “Looks like your tummy agrees! I’ll get some food and coffee now.” She rushed off in a spray of confetti, the young man with her gave a look of puzzlement at the mystery streamers.

“Oh! Hi Meadowsong.” Twilight smiled in recognition.

“Ah, Miss Twilight. Our best customer! A friend of Pinkie’s?”

“Very best friends actually. I see you two are acquainted already.” At that moment Pinkie returned with breakfast foods balanced on a number of trays, somewhere along the line she had acquired a pair of roller-skates and a Dalmatian print apron.

“Breakfast is served.” She slid all the trays onto the table and did a wheeled pirouette. Her audience of two applauded and dug in. With the appetite of males the world over, Meadowsong had his second breakfast.

Eventually the others woke up and joined the chatty group.

*

It was mid-morning when Twilight and Rainbow left, they’d helped with the clear-up and joined in when Pinkie asked Cheerielee the exact nature of her relationship with Rarity. A master class in avoid the subject. They’d need Fluttershy and The Stare to get anything out of the fashion designer but the school teacher was surprisingly adept at escaping probing questions too. A smile and a wink had been the only real reply.

Twilight’s phone buzzed an alert. “Oh hey, Spike texted.” She paused a moment and read, “I need to let him into the house for some more clothes and some video games.”

“Alright, let’s get over to your place then.” Rainbow gave a smirk, “Race yah.” She shot off and away out of sight. Twilight grimaced and began to jog.

There was no sign of Rainbow anywhere, Twilight ran on towards her home when a sudden arm from an alleyway grabbed her. Before she could scream a pair rose eyes were gazing into her own. “Rainb...” she tried to scold but Rainbow was kissing her, losing any lingering aggravation Twilight kissed back. She didn’t care who saw or what they’d think, this moment could last an eternity and still wouldn’t be long enough.

“That was awesome.” Rainbow breathed as she pulled away from Twilight. They maintained contact though, arms wrapped about each other’s waists.

“You didn’t need to run away from me though; I’d kiss you before any running has to occur.” Twilight was still breathless, Rainbow liked to think it was from the kiss but she knew Twilight was not very athletic, the run had winded her for certain.

“Yeah, but kissing is no fun if it isn’t a prize.”

“Ever the competitor Dashie”

“Heh, guess you’re right.” Rainbow chuckled and booped Twilight’s nose. “I just thought I’d end the date on a high note.”

“It was a great date Rainbow. A perfect second date.”

“Second?”

“Well, dinner was our first wasn’t it?” Twilight was puzzled but then it struck her what she was saying, what she was implying and the rules of dating. “Oh! I... I, uh... Rainbow...”

“When you’re ready Twi’.” Was the gentle reply, punctuated by an affectionate squeeze.

“We’d better get to my place, Spike will be by soon.” Twilight led the way home. Many thoughts bustling around her head.

Author's Note:

A/N - To keep this Teen rated, the next part of the story is going to be uploaded under the title of Ponyville Nights which will then continue to be updated with mature material as a bonus to the story I am writing here. My next update will not be disrupted by the side chapter. However it may in future depending on how/what I write.

Once the story is approved I will link it here for those who wish to read. So there we go I guess...

Moved this not to the section. Wow, I wrote this a long time ago for FiMFiction not to have had the notes separated!

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