I write commissions and sometimes write stuff I come up with too. Nuff said.
Pear Butter wants to bake a special birthday cake for her husband, one which has been made in the apple household for generations and that she knows he loves, but learns that sometimes things don't go exactly as planned...
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Contains mild sexual implications, hence the T rating.
This is a contest entry for the Ancestral Tribute Contest.
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This was based on idea by my friend RainbowFire1999, and cowritten by me and them. Uploaded with permission.
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lol, that means by this point, Granny had already gone through the story of Big Mac's conception. They must have been too shocked by the first story to protest this one being told, though the story of Pear Butter baking a cake for her husband was, otherwise, sweet.
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Not necessarily. She could be telling them out of order, starting with Applejack. I mostly wanted the story to be based on them being parents to at least one of their foals, since it was the theme of the contest and, I thought, a requirement, but only after the deadline noticed that they don't have to be parents at the point of the story, and it was too late to change. So yeah, let's just say she started with Applejack's conception, since she's the one who asked about the apples in the kitchen.
Big Mac was out of the house, sure, but what about Granny? Off bankrupting casinos in Las Pegasus?
The idea of saffron just lying around the Apples’ kitchen kind of throws me off; given the difficulty of growing and procuring it, it just doesn’t seem like the sort of thing they’d have on hoof, much less as a key ingredient in an old family recipe. (There’s also the matter of that recipe having far more precision than I’m used to, but that’s coming from someone whose grandmother wrote recipes with bits like “Cook the livers until they’re done” and “Make the icing. You know how.”)
There’s also the matter of how much a textual story relies on physical comedy… and on the mare who helped Mrs. Cake discover her special talent suffering mishap after mishap in the kitchen. And the framing device only works if Applejack let Granny ramble for twenty minutes about something unrelated to her question (which, to be fair, isn’t that unusual.)
I’m afraid this one never quite gels for me. Still, thank you for it and best of luck in the judging.
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It was implied Granny was also out of the house, or otherwise busy, that the saffron is kept around for special occasions (and under the insistence of my cowriter, based on a popular cake where they're from), and that, indeed, Granny was allowed to ramble. As for the mishaps...it wasn't a lack of skill, it was just one of those days where everything went wrong.
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It was implied Granny was also out of the house, or otherwise busy, that the saffron is kept around for special occasions (and under the insistence of my cowriter, based on a popular cake where they're from), and that, indeed, Granny was allowed to ramble. As for the mishaps...it wasn't a lack of skill, it was just one of those days where everything went wrong. Upsers