Coffee and Ice Cream
You lay in your bed, the warm, fresh sheets enveloping you in an unfamiliar scent. Yesterday, Pinkie took a day off from work and spent the entire afternoon helping you clean everything in your house. Well, it was more like she did all the work while you showered. Then she made you pancakes, which was strange, because you didn't have the ingredients for pancakes. Or a stove. At least they tasted nice.
You're supposed to be meeting her at Sugarcube Corner today, probably to discuss the details of the party. The one you still don't want, but Pinkie's still throwing. You aren't afraid of meeting new people—or ponies—but you don't really feel like putting in the effort of entertaining strangers you don't care about.
You glance at the clock on your wall; the only non-furniture thing in your house. Eleven-fifteen. Pinkie goes on break at eleven-thirty. You sigh and sink deeper into your sheets. Maybe she won't notice. You could just play sick and stay in bed for the rest of the day. Again.
Your stomach doesn't like that idea. There's food at Sugarcube Corner. Besides, Pinkie would just break in and drag you over there if you were late. Or she'd cry.
Wanting to avoid that disaster as much as possible, you halfheartedly fling the covers off and slide your feet to the floor. You grab the single shirt and pair of jeans from their pile near the bed and sluggishly get dressed. You could really use some coffee right now, but you ran out a few days ago, so it seems like today's the perfect opportunity to restock. If only ponies made bigger bags. Back on Earth, you could buy a single bag that would last months. Unfortunately, ponies don't drink coffee much, so they only sell enough to make a few cups at a time. They barely last you a week, even if you ration.
By the time you drag yourself out of your room, it's already eleven-forty. You almost trip on the edge of the couch as you walk by. You guess it moved a bit while Pinkie's Maid Service was cleaning.
knock
click
"Nonny~!"
Huh. Looks like you were right. Pinkie's here to drag you away.
"Yeah, yeah. I know I'm late," you interrupt before she can say anything else. "I'm leaving right now."
Pinkie giggles behind a hoof. "You're not late, silly! I set your clock to be fifteen minutes fast."
This should probably bother you, but you can't work up the energy to care at the moment.
"Whatever, let's just go. I need some caffeine."
"Kay!" Pinkie trots around you and leaps onto your back, loosely wrapping her front legs around your neck. "Onward!"
She's light enough to not be a burden, but it's still irritating.
"Pinkie, get off," you sigh.
"Aw, why?" You're glad you can't see her face, because you can hear the puppy-dog eyes in her voice. "You're strong enough, right?"
"I don't want to carry you. Besides, you can walk fine on your own."
"..."
"Pinkie."
"I'll make you an omelet for breakfast tomorrow."
"...Deal." The back of your neck is treated to a thorough nuzzling for that.
The ponies in the street give you more than a few odd looks as you pass. For one, they aren't used to seeing you at all, but it probably has more to do with the living pink backpack you’re now sporting. Thankfully, the walk is short. You shuffle through the open door and immediately angle towards a corner booth.
"Wee!" Pinkie squeals when you pick her up by her front hooves and deposit her on the table. She quickly bounces off and onto your lap.
"Pinkie..."
She turns to look up at you with her bottom lip poking out.
Well, she is soft.
"Welcome back, Pinkie. And hello, Mister Anonymous. What can I get for you both?" The speaker is a yellow and orange stallion. He's apparently the owner of the place, but you never bothered learning his name. He seems unperturbed by Pinkie's position on your lap. He works with her, so he's probably used to it.
"I'll have a super-duper triple scoop of chocolate ice cream! With sprinkles!" The stallion writes it down without hesitation.
"I'll just have a coffee and a muffin." You don't want to spend too much money. Shortly after your arrival, you were given a supply of bits for a house and food, but it won't last much longer. You'll need to get a job soon.
"What kind of muffin would you like?"
"Uh... blueberry, I guess."
"One coffee, a blueberry muffin, and a Pinkie Special coming right up!" He walks off with a smile, leaving you wondering about Pinkie's eating habits if she has a dessert named after her.
"Are you really eating ice cream for lunch?" You nudge the mare to get her attention.
"Nope! I ate before I left."
"And you're still hungry? What did you eat?"
"A delicious apple pie!"
"...Like, an entire pie?"
"Yeppers!" She almost sounds proud of herself.
You prod her tummy with a finger, causing her to erupt into giggles. She doesn't look any bigger than a normal pony, so how the hell is she packing away food like that?
"Here you are!” the yellow stallion chirps from behind you, making you jump. “Enjoy.”
He sets the food down and trots off before you can calm your heart enough to thank him.
Pinkie wastes no time digging in. She somehow manages to fling spoonfuls of ice cream into her open mouth without spilling a drop. You calmly sip your coffee, waiting for the liquid gold to kick in. The muffin could wait, caffeine is what you need right now. You remind yourself to pick up a bag before you leave. Maybe a couple, if you can afford it.
Setting your steaming cup down, you finally reach for the muffin. Before biting into it, you notice that Pinkie has stopped making noise. You glance down and almost drop your muffin. She's already managed to finish her ice cream and is now leaning back against you, rubbing her stomach with a goofy smile.
"Please stop doing that."
"Huh?" Pinkie opens her eyes and looks up at you in confusion. "Stop what?"
"That. Stop being so damn cute." Her smile widens. "You're making me lose my appetite."
Immediately, her smile drops. She hops off your lap looking worried, almost panicky.
"Oh! I'm so sorry! I'll... I'll sit over here, okay? Just please eat."
"...What?"
"You really need to start eating more. I didn't know I was making that difficult for you." Her mane is noticeably less poofy. "Sorry."
She was... Oh. You remember she mentioned how little you eat during her tear-filled speech last night. She wants to make sure you eat more healthily. And you just made her think she was partly responsible for your poor diet.
"Pinks, I was kidding. Look." You shove the entire muffin into your mouth and slowly choke it down with the rest of your coffee. "See? I ate it," you gasp once you finally swallow the last bit.
"You were joking?" Pinkie asks hopefully. "I didn't make you not hungry anymore?"
You nod your head, still out of breath. Her poof is back, but she still isn't smiling.
"That wasn't a very funny joke," she mumbles. "I'm really worried about you."
You pick up the fretful mare and place her back on your lap.
"Will you stop worrying if I promise to eat more?" So long as you can find a job soon.
"Do you Pinkie Promise?" she asks with dead seriousness.
"Yeah, sure." You hold your pinky finger out to her before a realization hits you. Ponies don't have pinkies. So what does-
"You have to do the motions!" Pinkie interrupts your thoughts.
You're just plain confused now. "What motions?"
"Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!" The chant is accompanied by some motions you are apparently supposed to do. She makes a crisscross over her heart, then flaps like a bird before pulling a cupcake out of nowhere and smashing it into her eyeball. Her tongue flicks out at an impossible length and wipes her face clean, leaving no trace of the pastry. You manage to stay calm and not try to perform an impromptu exorcism. Pinkie might be using black magic, but she's your friend, so you need to accept her. No matter how freaky that was.
"...I don't need to do it with an actual cupcake, right?"
"Only if you want to!"
You repeat the childish rhyme, going through the motions as you say it. "I Pinkie Promise to eat more." Maybe.
The smile is back in full force. "Thank you, Nonny!" she says while nuzzling under your chin. "And you better not be lying. Nopony breaks a Pinkie Promise."
For some reason, the thought of doing so sends chills down your spine.
T rating is for language in future chapters.
There's only going to be a few chapters of this. Probably.
Welp. Looks like I was wrong. Again. 
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D'awww, I love Pinkie's passive adorableness
i kinda want to see if pinkie smells like cotten candy now i dont know why i just do
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this is how i know i've found a good fic.
8174098 Gotta keep that train rolling!
Good concept, you've piqued my interest. Keep going.
You and I think similar. I have a fanfic similar to that story but it's when Pinkie was a kid, I'm planning to make a sequel when Pinkie is grown up and your fanfic reminds me of my upcoming sequel.
You keep this up and hearts will burst.
8174473 sorry
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No you're not.
I don't know what it is about these stories...maybe it's the moody protagonist trying to resist the Pink One...maybe it's her adorableness...whatever it is, I'm hooked. Well done, Sir!
Already loving it
Heeeeyyyy good story
This is a good story, and you should feel good about yourself for having made it.
Haven't read this, but have read the first one.
I must say, though: I love the artwork.
As a rule, I don't like Second Person stories.
Somehow this story has managed to break it.
Beautiful
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Well, the trains always seem to stop rolling at around 70 to 1...
The sweetness! It's to great!!
I don't read much nowadays, so I've been looking at small stories to try. Reading part 1 was a little unfulfilling. It wasn't bad, but it felt like it ended too soon to get into it. I'm glad there was a second part, which I did find to be quite heartwaming, especially the "pink backpack" bit.
It's one of those things where I felt a little jealous that I can't have a real Pinkie Pie to interact with. If you couldn't already tell by my username Pinkie has always been my favorite character. I never met a real life Pinkie, but they're the type I'd want to have to encourage me to get out of the house more.
Just curious why you posted this as a second story rather than just a second chapter. I suppose you could say the story accomplished what it meant to(Pinkie made anon smile and got to be his friend) but this picked up right where part 1 ended off
8175503 I had already marked the first one as complete, and I didn't even consider a continuation until a couple days afterward.
I don't know, it just felt better to leave the first one ambiguous in case I wanted to go a darker direction in the future.
A whole new story for what's really just a small second chapter to a story I was already following?
I hate to be more nitpicky than supportive because I know it's a buzzkill to hear it after making something for everyone, but if this is a trend that keeps going future chapters are going to be missed by the readers. I and probably many others started following the original story so we'd get notified of new updates to it. I only caught this one because it happened to show up in the Featured list the same day I happened to check on FimFiction for updates - which is not something everyone does everyday.
Just leave all chapters to a story in one story rather than passing off individual chapters as sequel stories. That way we don't miss updates. Many that follow the first story won't even realize you made a second chapter.
We need more IRL Pinkie's.
8175530 In case you missed it, this one isn't complete. There won't be a separate story for each chapter. The original story was written with the intention of being a one shot. I didn't even plan more until people asked for a sequel.
If this were something I did multiple times with multiple stories, I would understand why that would be upsetting. But I feel the first one just reads better as a one shot.
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That makes sense.
I love this Pinkie that you write. She's adorable and huggable.
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What, as opposed to Fluttershy's passive adorableness? I'd think Pinkie's would be called active, er, hyperactive if you want to be honest.
And what job could a human get in Ponyville? It's an Earth Pony village so he won't have the strength to compete. Not sure about endurance though, could be a tie. Manual dexterity is something he would excel at versus hooves. I'd even go so far as to say he could outperform most unicorns. Maybe get a job working with delicate and/or tiny things... like a clock maker? Considering how many mechanical clocks there are in Ponyville, I'd say there has to be at least a few businesses that keep them going.
Or if he really wants to aim low, dish washer.
Considering the theme of this story... dish washer, definitely dish washer.
8176461 The concept of earth ponies being the physically strongest race is mostly fanon. We've seen Maud pound a rock to dust, but given Applejack's shock it doesn't seem the standard level. And Big Mac has accomplished feats of incredible strength, like pulling a house and a cart of anvils, but he was also drugged up with love poison, so who knows if that's his normal level? I'll give it to you on stamina, though, since they're the ones pulling the trains.
Either way, as said in Flight to the Finish, Ponyville is a town where all three races live together, and not all jobs require brute force.
Heck, he could just help out the Cakes. Be a cashier. That doesn't require any real strength.
8175596 Probably
When I clicked on this fic, I got an advertisement for Amazon Garbage Bins.
This story is entirely unrelated to that and simply amazing. I don't usually like second person fics, but sheesh.
You make the heart swell in so few words. Brava, brava
This Pinkie really makes cuteness a potential weapon. Love her and love your story.
Maybe...a little more, please? I can offer you a Pinkie if you like?
You know, you could easily keep this Cute and Dark; Anon doesnt have to actually improve, Pinkie only has to think he is.
Admittedly, Pinkie isn't my favorite... yet... you make me love her more...
8176461 The usual fanon job is a handyman - not so much heavy construction, but the kind of general repairs and minor work which use a toolbag. Assuming ponies to be somewhat smaller than humans (again, a common depiction in HiE fics), this gives humans an edge in reach and height over most ponies, and possibly one in things like dexterity and clambering about places (depending on exactly what kinds of abilities a fic deems average for ponies).
On a tangent, there have been curiously few fics about ponies being reluctant to hire humans due to a lack of a job-related cutie mark. I'd actually like to see one where the human character talks to Minuette, amongst others, for advice on how to overcome mark-related cultural expectations. Not to mention if there's any resulting bias against non-ponies: consider that Spike effectively had the one job almost from birth, Zecora's pretty much self-employed and self-sustaining, and... to be honest, I'm not sure what Cranky and Matilda do, if anything. (Retired, maybe?) I rather suspect that a human in Ponyville would either have to set themselves up providing a service (or products) nopony else was providing, or would have to get a job via networking/friendship rather than job interviews.
More please. This sugar needs more sugar.
I'm really liking this pinkie, she's still hyper on the surface but I've never seen this side of her before.
8176555 We haven't seen them pull trains since, all the trains shown after that episode don't feature ponies pulling them.
Damn dude, just as good as the first, perhaps even more so.
This is really nice, good work man, I'm liking this side of Pinks
that was really funny
while I understand this joke, I get tired of the dreaded feeling.
This seems to be going to be a really cute story, I just wish it would be more of a suprise for Pinkie itself that she was in love, but I have the feeling one chapter she is just plainly saying. "Of course I'm in love with you haven't you noticed, or "because I love you".
Somehow I hope for something special that would top it of.
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I'm curious how that would turn out, anyway I would love more stories that have the others accept that he isn't a "all time happy face" like they are.
They always try to change the main char, just to be sure I don't meant to say anything about this story this time.
i dont normally like stories early but this is cute and i couldnt give up being the 666th like on this story
TIL omelettes are an acceptable currency in Equestria
The only weird thing about this is I actually want Pinkie Pie snoodling all over me, which is why I bought the doll because Pinkie's busy with the factory so she can't help me. I just thought she might try to cheer me up.
I thought it was set during the day.
I disagree with that.