Cheese Sandwich stared at the pink pony in front of him, completely struck speechless. Had he heard correctly? What had she just said? It couldn't have been... Shaking his head slightly, he raised an eyebrow. "You think what now?"
The energetic mare squealed happily and repeated what she had just said. "I think we'd be perfect together!" The very prospect made her hair twice and poofy as normal, and she was practically shaking with anticipation at hearing his answer.
Cheese raised an eyebrow, still unsure. She was so excited. Had he heard correctly? Sometimes ears didn't work even when you tried to hear something... So was Pinkie really saying what he thought she was saying? "You think we'd be perfect as...a couple?" His answer was a frantic nod and a mile-wide smile. He couldn't help but grin in return. They way she smiled was utterly adorable...
"Yeah! 'Cause we're both the most super duper party planners! We could plan parties all the time and we would be able to be together and make them the most super duper funtacular parties EVER!" Pinkie Pie hopped up and down, unable to contain her excitement. Her eyes positively sparkled, though Cheese couldn't tell if that was her excitement, or if they had always been that pretty... He suspected that it might be a little bit of both.
He smiled for a moment longer, before glancing down. I look of unease crossed his face. "I don't know, Pinkie... I've never been part of a couple before..." He didn't want to disappoint her, but he thought that it wouldn't be good to jump into something like this... Then again, he always jumped straight into things, and it had never steered him wrong before... Hmm... He saw her hair flatten slightly as she frowned, but it bounced up again.
"Well, neither have I!" she said, insistent on staying positive, "Come on, Cheese. Why not try?" She gave him the biggest puppy dog eyes she could muster, and he couldn't resist. He was smiling before he knew it.
Why not try? Well, Cheese could come up with several reasons, but maybe if that was what Pinkie wanted, he should just go with it? But he wasn't quite sure if he was ready yet. Then again, how do you know if you're ready? If opportunity like this knocks, you should answer it, right?
"Oh, alright! I suppose it could be fun!" He agreed, smiling. To be honest, he really wanted to be together with Pinkie. She was like no pony he'd ever met, and he really liked her. Really, really liked her. If he was going to have a marefriend, he definitely wanted it to be her. In fact, he decided right then and there that, no matter what, he would never have a marefriend that wasn't Pinkie Pie.
Pinkie started hopping upside down really fast out of sheer joy, and the colt's cheesy sense told him to duck, which he did precisely as Pinkie Pie let out a shriek of joy and set off her confetti canon. Where it had come from, Cheese wasn't quite sure, but he knew better than to question it. After all, he did the same. The party colt giggled, blowing a few bits of confetti out of his mane. He watched her do a sort of happy dance and thought back to the party she had thrown so long ago. A light blush crept into his cheeks.
He remembered thinking she was really pretty... Her mane was a mess, but he loved it that way. He was glad she still wore it that way. Oh, how happy she had been that day so long ago, and how happy he had become at that party. That was the first time he ever felt true joy. Just true, uncontainable joy. And it was because of her... Because of that wonderful, beautiful, amazing, gorgeous--
"Cheese? Hey, Cheese! Are you okay?" the stallion broke from his reveries to find Pinkie Pie's face mere inches from his own, her eyes filled with a concern that didn't match her normally carefree antics. She was still as cute as ever though. His blush deepened considerably and he looked away.
"I'm fine, Pinkie. Never better...." A sheepish little smile spread over his face. "So....we're coltfriend and marefriend now?" Pinkie smiled again, and Cheese couldn't quite tell for sure if her cheeks were naturally that shade of pink or if she was blushing too. He watched the pink mare's mane bounce happily as she nodded.
"As long as that's what you want!" she replied, giggling and staring at him with her big, beautiful, blue eyes. Cheese was almost entranced by them, but he still managed to form his next few sentences.
"Yeah, Pinkie, I want that... I really want that..." Now he was sure Pinkie was blushing too. Oh, she looked so cute like that. Not that she didn't always look cute, but when she blushed like that. Cheese couldn't take it. He was lucky enough to have his hat with him, which he promptly lowered to cover his face. He was sure his blushing would seem so unlike him. Actually, he couldn't remember the last time he felt anything at all like this. He probably never had before. What a wonderful, new feeling...
He heard Pinkie gasp and looked up again. "Is something wrong, Pinkie?"
"Wrong? No, nothing's wrong! I just had a super duper great idea! We should throw a party!" Cheese smiled and lowered his hat over his face again. Typical Pinkie.
Using his mysterious voice, Cheese muttered, "Of course we're going to throw a party, little filly." Pinkie giggled, and the colt couldn't help but giggle too, which forced him to return to his normal voice. "After all, that's what we do best!" Cheese hesitated, but then nuzzled his face against her.
Cheese Sandwich sighed, lowering his head in shame. His hat came down to rest over his eyes and his shawl lay heavy on his back. Boneless 2 sat there, unmoving. He looked over at the chicken. "Why didn't I tell her, Boneless 2? Maybe I care about her too much... I didn't want to see her sad..." The stallion trotted to SugarCube Corner and entered.
"Hey, Cheese! What's with the clothes? I didn't think you wore them around town..." Pinkie questioned, raising an eyebrow. Reluctantly, Cheese approached the counter she was standing behind.
"I don't..." he answered, his voice low, "Pinkie, I--" His voice cracked slightly and he returned to his normal tone. "I have to leave..." He looked away, a few tears coming to his eyes.
"Leave...? But...but I thought..." Pinkie frowned, her eyes watering, "Did I...?" Cheese quickly waved his hooves and shook his head.
"No, no! It's not you, Pinkie! It's just....planning parties here is Ponyville is great, but it's not the same...." He glanced down at the floor. "I'm sorry, I just miss being out there, planning parties... My cheesy sense has been telling me about parties in need for weeks, but I didn't want to go, because I don't want to leave you...."
"Oh, Cheese...." Pinkie hopped over the counter, her hooves clattering on the polished floor. "You know, just because we might not be close, doesn't mean I'll stop caring about you. You're still my number one party planner...."
"...And you're my number one party planner too..." he replied, wrapping Pinkie in a bone-crunching hug that the mare eagerly returned. Cheese felt his eyes water, and gave Pinkie a light kiss on the cheek. "Don't worry, I won't be gone forever... Just for a few weeks so I can calm down my cheesy senses...."
"I'll miss you..." she mumbled, nuzzling again this face, "Oh, and you too, Boneless 2!" She giggled and nudged the little rubber chicken. After a long moment of silence, they released each other from their hug. "I suppose this means we'll need to throw a...a Going-Away-For-A-Few-Weeks party..."
Cheese smiled. "That would be great, Pinkie. Come on, let's get everything ready!" If nothing else, planning the party would distract him from the thought of leaving. He really didn't want to go, but he had a duty to give helots any party that he could...
--cheese--pie--
Cheese Sandwich watched as the ponies gathered for his party, but he himself didn't approach. He wasn't actually sure if he was going to go... He didn't want to go knowing that he wouldn't see them all again for weeks. He didn't know if he could go that long without seeing Pinkie Pie. Silently, he trotted over to one of the many lakes around Ponyville and stared at his reflection. A few tears broken the surface of the water, rippling and distorting his face in the pond. When it had calmed down again, Cheese noticed a pink face reflected in the water behind him.
"Pinkie!" He quickly rubbed his eyes and turned to face her.
"Cheese, what are you doing here? We had the party all ready and everything..." She sat down next to him. "And why are you crying...?"
"Pinkie...." he sighed, snuggling up close to her, "I just... I don't want to leave, but I have to... There are parties out there that need me, and it's my job to go help them whenever I can. But..." He looked into her beautiful, blue eyes. "But I don't want to leave you, even for just a few weeks. You're amazing! You make my entire life like a nonstop party. Hay, you even helped me get my cutie mark in planning parties! I just don't think I can do it..."
"Well.... I know that I won't like you being so far away either, but we could write everyday! We could try to describe what is going on so we'd know it almost like we were there ourselves, and then maybe it won't feel like we're so far apart..." The mare gave a wide grin, which Cheese couldn't resist. He grinned back.
"That's a great idea, Pinkie!" He stood up. "Now...we have a party to attend?"
Pinkie giggled lightly and stood too. "Yep! Are you ready, Boneless 2?" she addressed the rubber chicken, who didn't reply, but Cheese giggled.
"Oh, he's ready! C'mon! I can't miss my own Going-Away-For-A-Few-Weeks party!" The colt gave Pinkie a quick peck on the lips and galloped towards the party, his face tinged a nice hot pink. Pinkie sat stunned for a split second before a broad grin stretched across her face and she hopped after him.
--cheese--pie--
The party was grand. Cheese couldn't have hooked for a better send off. He and Pinkie had let Boneless and Boneless 2 spend the night together on the window sill in Pinkie's room while they celebrated. They expected that the two rubber chickens would probably miss each other as much as Pinkie and Cheese were going to.
During the party, the two party ponies sang songs together and had a great time making everypony else smile however they could. There were piñatas and games, and of course, sweets galore. And while it was a fabulous party, the two had also managed to keep it pretty tame.
That was, of course, until some pony spiked the cider.
Almost no pony who attended the party remembered much after that, save for a game of spin the bottle that resulted in a very drawn out kiss between Pinkie and Cheese, which was a bit startling to some ponies. No pony save for the mane six and a few other very close friends knew that The two ponies were head over hooves for each other. They all assumed they just spent so much time together because they both loved planning parties so much. They now realized that there was a little more to it than that...
Of course, that was not the thing most ponies thought about when they woke in the morning. Many of them had passed out on the ground and didn't quite remember where they were at first, and when they did, the only other thing they considered was the headache.
Well, unless it was Pinkie or Cheese, of course. They hadn't actually drank any of the spiked punch -since they were the ones who spiked it, just for fun- so they were completely fine come morning. They had slept hugging each other, and when Cheese woke, he smiled. Gently, he slipped away from Pinkie's grasp and threw on his shawl and hat. His cheesy sense was telling him that he needed to get going. He gently nuzzled the sleeping mare and whispered, "I'll be back, I promise." Pinkie opened her eyes a bit.
"Don't forget to write." Pinkie nuzzled him back.
"I won't," he said, smiling, "Come on, Boneless 2, we best get a move on. There are parties to plan!" He gave Pinkie a kiss on the lips before galloping off, eager yet reluctant to find his next party.
"Wait, what did you say!?" Pinkie asked suddenly, interrupting Cheese from a long spiel about a conversation he had had the day before.
"Hmm? I said I told her that I wonder if anypony remembers what kind of cake is my favorite since I might want one on my birthday next week," he replied in one breath. Pinkie looked stunned. Cheese wondered if he'd said something wrong. "Erm...Pinkie? Is everything o--"
"YOUR BIRTHDAY IS NEXT WEEK!?" Pinkie cried out, looking almost mortified, "Why didn't you tell me? How am I supposed to plant you a birthday party if I don't know it's your birthday? Should it be a surprise party? No, no it can't be since I just said it out loud, because then you would already know anditwouldn'tbeasurpise...." Pinkie began to ramble, her words starting to run together. Cheese listened for a short while before looking around. The way this was going, she would be babbling for hours, unless... Ah ha! The party pony grabbed a cupcake and stuck it in Pinkie's mouth. She stopped talking instantly and instead hummed contentedly at the sweet taste in her mouth.
"Yes, Pinkie, my birthday is next week. Sorry for not telling you, I guess my own party is the one I don't really think about as much..." He shrugged slightly. "If you don't have enough time to plan my party, you don't h--" His sentence was interrupted by a cupcake being shoved into his mouth.
"Oh, no! Don't even suggest that! I am going to plan you a birthday party, mister!" Pinkie giggled, hopping to her feet, " And since this is your birthday party, I'm not gonna make you do any work."
"What?" Cheese asked, "But Pinkie, I'm a party pony! Planning parties is what I do!"
"Well then, you get to take a little vacation. Believe me, I can handle this one." Pinkie smiled, her head already racing with a million ideas that she wanted to incorporate into his party. It had to be perfect! This wasn't just anypony's birthday party, after all. It was Cheese's! Humming happily, Pinkie bounced to SugarCube Corner, ignoring the complaints that the other pony was yelling at her.
"Oh, come on, Pinkie! I just want to help!"
--cheese--pie--
Pinkie was hard at work preparing for the party. Her hair was even more of an unkempt mess than usual, but a determined smile was set on her face. She had to do this. She had to give Cheese Sandwich the best birthday party ever! And speaking of Cheese...
"Pinkie, please! Just let me do something!"
Pinkie thought for a minute before turning to him. "Actually, there is something you can do for me. You can't answer a question."
"A question?" Cheese raised an eyebrow and looked at her, perplexed as to what exactly she might want to ask him.
"Yes, a question!" she affirmed, grinning, "What kind of cake if your favorite?"
"Oh...it's funfetti..."
Pinkie squealed at his answer. "Oh my gosh! That my favorite too! Sure, the other flavors are great, but funfetti..."
"It's like...." Cheese thought for a minute. "It's like a party in itself, but it's inside a cake! And there are so many colors!"
Pinkie agreed wholeheartedly with that statement, and showed that agreement with a vigorous nod that ended abruptly when she realized that she needed to get back to work. She pushed Cheese out of the front door of the bakery and closed the door. "Cheese, you and your adorable flank need to stop distracting me!" she mumbled to herself as she returned to her preparations.
Cheese frowned as the door was shut in his face. He heard Pinkie's muttering on the other side and blushed when he heard 'adorable flank.' However, after a few seconds, he realized that she probably didn't mean for him to hear that and quickly trotted away, making sure to remember that she didn't know he'd heard. Not that he would ever bring up his own... 'adorable flank' in any conversation.
"Well, what am I supposed to do if Pinkie won't let me help with the party?" he asked himself, "Hmm....maybe I should start planning a Thank-You party for her, since she's planning my birthday party for me...." He smiled. "Yep! That's exactly what I'll do!" He ran off to find his giant party canon. He'd need it. After all, if Pinkie was working as hard as she seemed to be, Cheese figured he was going to need to give her an extra special Thank-You party...
--cheese--pie--
By the time his birthday rolled around, Cheese was so immersed in planning the Thank-You party for Pinkie that he didn't realize it was his birthday. He was just finishing stuffing all the things he was having at the party into his party canon when there was a knock on the door. Cheese was staying at Sweet Apple Acres, so there was no way Applejack was going to let him miss his own birthday.
"Cheese Sandwich! Y'all better get your flank over to SugarCube Corner! I expect we're both already late. What have you been doing in there anyway?" Cheese somehow managed to shove the party canon under the bed as Applejack opened the door.
"Oh, you know...party things..." he said, dropping to his low drawl. Applejack quirked an eyebrow at him and shook her head.
"You party folk are a strange bunch..." she muttered, chuckling, "No offense intended, of course."
"None taken, little filly," he replied, grinning playfully, "Now then, we'd better get to that party. I can't wait to see what Pinkie has planned..." He felt a bit of color flow into his cheeks as he said her name.
Applejack noticed and laughed. "You know, I'm glad Pinkie has somepony so much like her to hang out with. Sometimes, I feel that us other folks just can't keep up with her the way you can." She gave him a friendly nudge. "You two really are perfect for each other."
Cheese's face flushed a darker, and he looked away. "Umm.... We have a party to go to, don't we? I wouldn't want to be any later than we already are..." the colt said quickly as he rushed out of the room. Applejack trotted after, a slight smirk set on her face.
"Redder than an apple at harvest time..." she muttered, chuckling.
--cheese--pie--
"Happy birthday, Cheese Sandwich!" Pinkie giggled, hopping up to her fellow party pony. Cheese looked around in awed silence. The pink mare had really outdone herself. There were decorations everywhere. Streamers, balloons, confetti! There was a game of pin the tail on the pony and a huge piñata that was shaped like Cheese's cutie mark.
"Wow, Pinkie...." he said, unable to keep a huge grin from gracing his face, "This is incredible!" Though, in Cheese's opinion, the party wasn't nearly as incredible as the pony who'd thrown it for him. He pulled Pinkie into a tight hug, which she returned. Then, quite unexpectedly, Cheese found himself crying.
"Cheese? Cheese Sandwich, what's wrong?" Pinkie asked. He sniffed softly and gave her a watery smile.
"No one has actually ever thrown me a birthday party before...." he mumbled, and Pinkie gasped in shock.
"That's terrible!" The very idea was horrifying to her.
Cheese shook his head slightly. "It's really not so bad... I'm partying almost all the time anyway, so I definitely haven't missed much..." He blushed slightly. "But this is very special to me. Thank you so much, Pinkie..." He kissed her on the lips, causing a few other ponies to stare at them. "You're my number one party planner."
"And you're mine," she replied, smiling, "No, come on! We have a whole lot of party left!" She dragged Cheese over to the dance floor, where they danced and sang to some of their favorite songs. Then, everypony played games and talked for awhile. Cheese felt honored to know that this amazing party had been planned just for him. All the ponies looked so happy.
"Hey, Cheese!" Pinkie said, smiling, "I have something for you..." Curious, Cheese followed the pink party pony away from the main party.
"You have something for me?" he asked, "What is it?"
Pinkie giggled, "You have to figure that out yourself!" She pulled a box from what looked like thin air and handed it to him. It was decorated with a bright blue bow.
"Wait, you're giving me a present?"
"Uh huh," Pinkie replied, nodding, "After all, it's your birthday! Go ahead and open it!" She waited eagerly and Cheese untied the bow. The box sprang open, and a small cloud of confetti sprang out and rained down on the both of them. Cheese looked into the box and pulled out a tiny little party canon on a string. He looked at her, a little confused.
"It's a personal party canon, just in case you need something to make you smile," she explained, smiling at him.
"Wow, this is amazing, Pinkie. Thank you so much!" He hugged her. "I really can't ever repay you for this party..."
Pinkie giggled, "Oh, Cheese, you don't have to! The necklace and party were gifts! You don't need to give anything in return except a smile." Cheese blushed a bit and thought about the party he had planned. Maybe he should save that for another occasion...
Cheese trotted up to SugarCube Corner, a warm smile on his face. He'd hummed a little tune in time with his hoofsteps, but stopped abruptly when he noticed the sign on the door.
The bakery will not be open this morning. We are taking our two foals for a checkup this morning, and our assistant won't be able to work the counter today. We will be back this afternoon. Sincerely, Mrs. Cake
Cheese frowned, his eyes narrowing slightly. Their assistant couldn't work today? That was Pinkie Pie! "Oh no! What if something happened to her? Maybe she got hurt and that's why she can't work! Maybe she's in the hospital! I better go see her!" He looked around, not actually sure where the hospital would be.
Panic. Cheese Sandwich felt panic rising inside him. He looked around frantically. Where was the hospital? He had to find it! He had to find her! His feet frantically tapped on the hard ground as he trotted in place, wondering which way to go. He had to find her. He had to--
A sudden noise made Cheese turn back to the door of the bakery. It sounded like....coughing? Was there somepony in there? Cheese looked around to make no pony was watching before gently pushing the door open. He trotted inside and let it swing shut behind him.
"Hello? Is somepony in here...?" he called softly, carefully searching the dim room. SugarCube Corner looked so much different in the dark. "Hello?"
"...Who's there...?" a small, but very familiar voice answered, followed by more coughing like before. Cheese hurried towards the noise, rather forcibly shoving open a door to get there. "Ch-Cheese Sandwich!" Pinkie Pie stuttered, breaking into another coughing fit.
"Pinkie!" He galloped over to the bed that the other pony was laying in. "Are you okay? What's wrong?"
"Cheese, don't get too close..." she mumbled, "I'm sick and I don't want you to catch it. I don't want you to feel all yucky..." She sneezed, little bits of confetti flying everywhere.
"But Pinkie, shouldn't someone be taking care of you?" Cheese asked, concerned. He didn't think it was a good idea for someone to be on their own when they were sick.
"The Cakes are going to when they get back home, so I was just gonna take a nap until then..." Pinkie pulled the blankets up to her cover half her face, leaving only her eyes and her dark pink snout showing. Cheese couldn't help but smile a bit. She still looked so cute, even if she was sick.
"I should throw you a Get-Well-Soon party..." he said, chuckling, "...or I guess I could just wait and throw you a Yay-You're-Better party!" Pinkie giggled a bit.
"That sounds nice, Cheese, but you should get out of here... Like I said, I don't want to get you sick." Pinkie pulled the blanket over her head, and Cheese smiled softly.
"You shouldn't worry about me, Pinkie. You're the one who's sick." He gently pulled the blanket off her face again. "Is there anything I can do to help you feel better?"
Pinkie thought for a moment, then smiled a bit and opened her mouth to respond, but sneezed instead. "Aaah-choo!" Cheese flinched and shook his head to knock off the pieces of confetti that had landed in his hair. Pinkie let out a short whine and covered her face with the blanket again. "...Soup would be nice..." she mumbled.
Cheese smiled. "Okay, I'll make you some. Just holler if you need me, okay?" Pinkie nodded and the colt walked out and made for the kitchen. SugarCube Corner may have been a bakery, but since the Cakes and Pinkie lived there, they had other types of food around too. Cheese found a pot of cold dandelion soup in the fridge and decided to heat that up. He hummed a soft tune as he did so.
It wasn't long before the soup had been warmed up, and Cheese carried it up to Pinkie's room. He gently pushed the door open with a soft squeak. "Pinkie...?" There was no response. He trotted inside and set down the bowl on the bedside table. "Pinkie Pie?" She seemed to be sleeping, and Cheese was reluctant to wake her. Sleep would be good for her, wouldn't it?
He shrugged slightly and say back on his haunches. He would just wait until she woke up then.
--cheese--pie--
The soup was still warm when the pink mare opened her eyes. Cheese had been watching out the window while she slept, but he was by her side as soon as she awoke. He held out a spoonful of soup to her, but she protested.
"Silly Cheese, I know how to feed myself!" She took the spoon and bowl from him and started eating the soup. Cheese Sandwich watched, smiling a bit. Pinkie finished eating and set the bowl back on the bedside table.
"Are you feeling better?" Cheese asked, and the pink pony nodded.
"Yeah, a lot better! Thanks for being here with me... I think it really helped that I wasn't alone." Cheese smiled brightly and nuzzled her cheek.
"I'm glad!" His ears perked up as he heard a noose from downstairs. The front door opened and closed. "Oh! It sounds like the Cakes are back! Well, I'll let them take care of you now, okay? After all, I need to plan your Yay-You're-Better party!" With that the stallion trotted out of the room and out the front door of the bakery. He hopped off towards Sweet Apple Acres to plan the party.
--cheese--pie--
The Next Day
Cheese Sandwich woke up and looked around. He was at Sweet Apple Acres in his room. He yawned and trotted into the bathroom to wash up and get ready for the day. He wondered if Pinkie was feeling better yet.
Cheese stared at his reflection in the mirror. Something didn't look quite right, but he couldn't place it. Was he paler than usual?
For as long as Pinkie Pie could remember, she was the one who was full of surprises, but now she had found somepony else who liked to surprise her just as much as she like to surprise him. "So, where are we going exactly?" she asked the stallion leading her. He didn't respond. "Cheese? Cheese, where are we going?"
"Oh!" He turned to face her. "I can't tell you that, Pinkie! It's a surprise!" He giggled lightly and continued to lead her. Pinkie was confused and excited, not sure what Cheese Sandwich had planned for her. "Ah! Here we are!"
Pinkie studied the area around them. "It's a grassy hill..." she said, confused and slightly disappointed. Of course, she didn't mean to insult the hill. It was actually a very nice, grassy green hill, but it wasn't what she was expecting. Things with Cheese Sandwich were almost always bit, so this was making the gears in her head turn, but she couldn't come up with any reason for them to be out there on that grassy hill.
Cheese Sandwhich pulled what looked like a checkered piece of cloth out of his saddle bag and tossed it up into the air. It landed on the ground, completely flat and square. It was a picnic blanket. Cheese began to take various other things out of the saddlebag and place them on the blanket. Lemonade, daisy sandwiches, hot sauce, and several other things.
"Oh, it's a picnic!" Pinkie said happily, "Fluttershy had one with her critter friends once, but I...." She giggled nervously. "I kinda accidentally ruined it... Well, it wasn't me...but it was..." Cheese was giving her a confused look. "Nevermind! It doesn't matter." She trotted over to the blanket and sat down.
"Well....okay! I hope you like daisy sandwiches...and I heard you liked hot sauce, so I brought some along..." He smiled a bit sheepishly.
"Oh, yeah! I love hot sauce!" Pinkie looked around. "So, is anyone else coming to the picnic, or is it just us...?"
Cheese began to blush. The mare couldn't help but think that his cheeks looked good in pink. "Well, um, it's just us..." he glanced down, "This is kind of...a date..."
"Date?" Pinkie repeated the word. She had heard it before, and of course knew what it meant. She, however, had never been on one. Then again, she had never had a coltfriend before either...
"Yeah..." he nodded, "I thought it would be nice... Kind of like a...a personal party..." His face was getting redder and redder as he spoke, and it made Pinkie giggle.
"Yeah, I guess you're right! And it doesn't have to be a crazy party... Just a nice casual party for two ponies!" she said happily.
"Yeah...casual..." Cheese muttered, "Anyway, Pinkie, would you like a sandwich?" The pink pony nodded eagerly.
"Yes, please! And some hot sauce would be nice with it!" Cheese passed her a sandwich and the bottle of hot sauce before taking a sandwich for himself. "Thank you, Cheese!"
"You're very welcome, Pinkie Pie," he said, seeming a little nervous. He glanced over at his saddlebag, which he had set at the edge of the blanket. "So, how have you been?"
"Oh, I've been great!" Pinkie said happily, "It's just been so amazing ever since you got here, Cheese! I've never been happier." She giggled. The stallion smiled.
"That's great to hear, Pinkie!" he said, a little less nervous, "It has been great to be here with you and all your friends....but especially you..." Pinkie giggle and blushed a bit.
"Aww~ Thank you!" Pinkie poured herself some lemonade and starting drinking it. "You know, this is really nice... Just having the two of us..." She smiled. "Parties are great, but sometimes it's nice to just be the the ponies you care about the most."
A smile spread over Cheese's face and he glanced over at his saddle bag again.
"You're the best coltfriend a pony could have!" Pinkie said, giving him a tight hug that he was completely unprepared for. He returned it, but not after a loud gasp of surprise. "Oh, sorry!" She released him and blushed a bit in embarrassment.
"No, no! Don't apologize, Pinkie. It's fine!" he said quickly, trying to get his breath back.
She smiled, relieved. "Good! Cause hugs are funneriffic!" She scooted a little closer to him and put her hoof on his. He blushed and looked over at her.
"You're the best marefriend I could ever have, Pinkie..." he said, smiling. She smiled back with that adorably huge smile that Cheese absolutely loved. Just the way she looked when she did that, how happy she looked, it made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Gently, he nuzzled his snout against her cheek. "Have I told you you're my number one party planner?"
"Yes," she giggled, "I have I told you you're mine?" Cheese nodded and giggled along with her.
"I love you, Pinkie Pie..."
"I love you too, Cheese..." Smiling, Pinkie turned to him and kissed his cheek. Cheese blushed a bit before kissing her back, except this time on the lips.
Once they broke apart, Cheese reached for his saddlebag. However, just as he was pulling it towards him, he accidentally knocked over the hot sauce with his tail. He tried to grab it, but was too slow and the red sauce spilled everywhere. Blushing in embarrassment, he tried to clean it up, not noticing that he knocked over saddlebag while doing so and spilled its contents. Once he had given up on cleaning up the hot sauce, her turned and spotted a little black box with a curved lid sitting on the ground.
"Hey, what's that?" Pinkie had seen the box too, but Cheese grabbed it quickly and stuffed it back into his saddlebag. He was far too embarrassed now.
"It's nothing!" he said quickly, starting to out the picnic stuff into the bag with the little black box. "I just remembered, I have to be somewhere. Sorry, Pinkie, I'll see you later!" he said quickly, throwing the last of the stuff into the bag and putting it on his back. He looked at her for a second, hesitant, before muttering the word "Sorry" again and then running off as fast as his legs would carry him.
He stopped after he was far enough away and pulled out the little black box from his bag. "I was so close..." he mumbled, opening it up to reveal a golden hoof-ring. "Oh, Pinkie Pie... Someday..."
Twilight had been in the middle of studying when she heard the telltale burp from her little baby dragon. She smiled a bit as she listened to his footsteps as he ran towards her. "Twilight! The princess sent you a letter!" He opened the letter and was about to read it when the purple unicorn grabbed it with her magic and pulled it over to herself. She scanned the letter and smiled a bit.
"Spike, could you to get the girls? This letter is for them too..." she said to Spike, who did a little salute and made for the door, "Oh, and Spike?" He turned to her. "Get Cheese Sandwich too." The little dragon nodded, slightly confused at this, and left the library.
--cheese--pie--
Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich had been seeing who could balance the highest stack of pots on their head when Spike had opened the door. "Hey, Pinkie! You and Cheese have to...." He stared at them, perplexed. "Umm...."
The two party ponies looked at each other and giggled. Very carefully, they took the stacks of pots off their heads and trotted over to him. "Hey, Spike!" Pinkie said, giggling, "What were you saying that me and Cheese needed to do?"
"Uhhh... Oh! Twilight wants you both to go to the library as soon as possible. Everypony else is already there waiting for you." He walked back out the door. "Come on!" The two ponies shrugged and trotted after him. They got to the library and went in, five pairs of eyes turning to them.
"Ah, there you are!" Twilight said, "Okay, everypony listen to this letter I got from the princess...."
Dear Twilight Sparkle,
As you probably know, this year's Grand Galloping Gala is fast approaching. I know how interesting you all made the party last year, and I was hoping that you could do that again for this year's celebration. I have decided that I would like your friend Pinkie Pie to plan the Gala. I sure she will do a wonderful job, and perhaps this year, the celebration will be more enjoyable.
It has also come to my attention that a wandering party pony by the name of Cheese Sandwich is also currently living in Ponyville. I believe that he could be a big help to Pinkie Pie while she plans the party.
You are all welcome to stay in the castle while they are working. I will have some rooms prepared for you when you arrive.
I hope to see you all in Canterlot soon.
-Princess Celestia
Twilight looked up from the letter at the other ponies in the room. Her eyes stopped on Pinkie and Cheese. "So, do you think you two can do it?" Both party planners nodded. "Good! And everypony is going to come along, right?"
"Oh, of course!" Rarity said, nodding, "Just think of the sights!"
"Maybe while they're planning the party, I could get somepony in the gardens to help me make friends with the animals..." Fluttershy said softly.
"Then I can find the Wonderbolts and show them my stuff!" Rainbow added happily.
"Rainbow, they've already seen ya lots of times..." Applejack chuckled.
"Yeah, but they obviously haven't seen enough if they haven't made me a Wonderbolt yet!" the cyan pegasus replied, pouting a bit.
"Well, sure... Anyway, maybe Pinkie and Cheese could make some alterations to the catering this year... It'd be just dandy if I could get those ponies to buy some of mah things, unlike last year..." the farm pony muttered.
"And Spike and I are definitely going," Twilight said, "Maybe I could take some time to talk to the princess before the Gala..." She frowned slightly as she remembered what had happened the year before. "Anyway, it looks like we're all going then!" There was a chorus of "Yep"s in reply. "Well then, everypony better get packed. The Gala in only a week from now, so we need to get going as soon as possible. Everypony wake up bright. And early tomorrow so we can take the first train to Canterlot." All the other ponies nodded and left to pack their bags.
--cheese--pie--
When the ponies met the next morning, they wasted no time to get onto the train that would take them to Canterlot. They chatted amiably throughout the ride there, excited for the visit. It had been quite awhile since they had last visited the city, and they all had so many plans.
For Pinkie and Cheese, most of those plans involved the Gala and they talked to each other, suggesting various things that they thought would make the celebration fun. Of course, they wanted to do everything that was suggested, no matter how difficult that might prove to be.
Overall, their train car was alive with excited banter and the occasional shriek of joy. It was probably the most excited they had been in some time, and the anticipation was starting to make them all a bit antsy. The two party ponies' patience had begun to wear thin first, being far too eager to get started with tier preparations. The others were not far behind to wonder how much longer they would be riding the train.
That question would be answered very soon. The train pulled into the station. Everypony picked up their bags, except Rarity, who was having Spike cart around her giant mound of things. They made for the castle, still chattering excitedly about what they were going to do during the week. An entire week in Canterlot seemed like a great idea to all of them, especially Rarity, who planned to be living in the lap of luxury during that time.
They met the guards at the gate, who had been ordered to take their luggage and send them inside to meet with the princess. They thanked the kind gentlemen and trotted into the castle, following Twilight, who led them to the throne room.
"Princess Celestia!" she cried out happily, galloping up to her teacher. The five other Element Bearers and a little purple dragon followed her lead.
"Twilight Sparkle, my prized pupil, I'm so glad you and your friends got my letter. I see Pinkie Pie is here to plan the party, but where is...?" The sun princess's gaze fell on Cheese Sandwich, who still stood in the doorway. The colt had stopped dead as soon as he saw the princess, and he found that his legs refused to keep moving forward. The fact that he would be meeting the princess didn't really dawn on him until now. His mind had gone completely blank.
The princess smiled a bit and laughed softly, recognizing his expression. She had seen it on far too many ponies before. "Cheese Sandwich, I presume?" she asked softly. Cheese nodded slightly before he realized that he was, in fact, in the presence of royalty and he dropped into a low bow.
"Y-yes Princess Celestia. That's me."
"Now, now. There's no need to be so formal, Cheese Sandwich. After all, I summoned you here to dispel some of the formality found during the Grand Galloping Gala." Cheese rose, looking around.
"Oh right! Yes, of course..." he said, nodding a bit nervously. Pinkie Pie grinned.
"Don't worry, Princess Celestia! This Grand Galloping Gala is gonna be totally fun!" she said happily. The Princess laughed again.
"I certainly hope so, my little pony." Suddenly, a white stallion, who was obviously from Celestia's royal guard, approached the monarch and whispered something to her. "Oh my!" She turned to her guests.
"Is something wrong, Princess?" Twilight asked.
"I'm afraid so, Twilight... It would seem that we only have six rooms available for you all. There are eight of you altogether, and even with Spike staying with you, Twilight, there still won't be enough rooms..."
"Oh, that won't be a problem, Princess..." Rainbow Dash said, smirking, "I'm sure Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich won't mind sharing a room..." She chucked softly and looked at e two party ponies.
They both blushed softly. "Oh, well I don't mind..." Pinkie said, smiling sheepishly. Cheese nodded in agreement.
"Yes, I certainly don't mind sharing a room with Pinkie Pie..." he said softly. Princess Celestia looked down at Twilight, seeming confused at they're willingness. Twilight smiled knowingly and shrugged.
"Well, if you're sure, then that would be lovely..." she hesitated for a second, "But...well..."
They all turned to the Princess. "Is something wrong, Princess?" Twilight asked.
"Well, it's just there's only one bed..." the Princess shrugged, "I will send the guards to get another one for the room, but I'm afraid I can make no guarantees..." Pinkie and Cheese were blushing harder now.
"Uhm... That's fine, Princess Celestia. I'm sure we'll manage," Cheese said softly, "We wouldn't want to impose on your hospitality..."
"Anyway, Cheese and I had better get started planning!" Pinkie said, hopping towards the door. "Come on, Cheese! We need to get the party canons!" Cheese Sandwich gratefully followed Pinkie out of the room, glad to be escaping the awkward situation.
"Did she say 'canon'...?" Princess Celestia asked, causing the remaining company to giggle. They all started to file out until only Twilight remained with the Princess. "My student, what did Rainbow Dash mean when she said they wouldn't mind sharing the room?"
Twilight looked up at her mentor. "Oh! Well, Pinkie and Cheese kinda..." she hesitated, "...like each other..." The princess looked surprised, glancing over at the door out of the room before smiling a bit.
"Well, they certainly do seem to make sense together..."
"Make sense? I can't understand what either of them are talking about..." Twilight then understood. "Oh, that's what you mean..." The studious mare giggled a bit and then trotted off to join her friends.
--cheese--pie--
Several days later, the ponies were discussing how much fun they had been having so far during their visit, when they realized they were short a few ponies. "Has anypony seen Pinkie or Cheese?" Twilight asked, looking around as if she might see them somewhere nearby.
"I haven't seen them since we met with the Princess," Rarity said, admiring herself in the reflection on her shiny hooves.
"Maybe someone should go see if they're okay?" Fluttershy suggested timidly. The other agreed, and the five ponies, plus one baby dragon, made their way to the room where the two party ponies were staying. Twilight knocked on the door. No answer.
"Pinkie Pie? Cheese Sandwich? Are you guys in there?" she called out. Still no answer. Shrugging slightly, she pushed open the door.
There were papers strewn everywhere, plans for the Gala most likely. There was a list of sorts tacked onto a board hanging from the wall. The room was dim, but not dark, and it was easy to read the words 'Gala Planning List' written at the top. It looked like the two parties had a lot planned. And speaking of those two...
There they were, laying on the floor. Pieces of paper covered the both of them, but they were both sleeping peacefully as if they weren't trying get plan one of the most important parties of the entire Equestrian year. What's more, they had their forelegs wrapped around each other in a warm hug.
The mares couldn't help but coo softly at the adorable sight. Spike, on the other hand, made fake vomiting noises and walked again. "Girls..." he muttered.
Twilight very carefully used her magic to pull the door shut again, making a very soft cocking noise as it did so. She looked at the others and smiled. "It looks like they're just fine to me..."
"Yep," Rainbow grinned almost evilly, "Just fine..."
"Yer never gonna leave them be about this ever again, are ya?" Applejack asked, and Rainbow shook her head.
"Nope. Never." The other mares rolled there eyes and trotted off, letting the two party ponies sleep for awhile before they had to return to planning their party. They must have been working hard.
--cheese--pie--
Anypony who attended the Grand Galloping Gala that year would tell you it was...different. Some of the nobles used the word in a foul way. They had liked the Gala the way it was, and this change did not appeal to them. However, many of the other ponies who got the chance to attend that year, thought that it was a lovely change of pace. Most of them enjoyed themselves, and even a few of the noble ponies found that they liked experiencing this thing called 'fun.'
Pinkie and Cheese had a great time, but of course they almost always did. It was a party after all! I was a lot closer to the celebration Pinkie had had in mind when she had wanted to attend the Gala the year before, and she made a good show to tell Cheese all about it in song form.
The Princess was especially pleased with the work of the two party ponies. This had been exactly what she had been hoping for. Those two really were the most super duper party ponies in all of Equestria. They made a perfect team.
--cheese--pie--
But the Grand Galloping Gala had to end eventually. Full of new memories of their amazing night, the seven ponies, and one dragon, packed their bags and headed back for Ponyville. They were taking the first train of the day, but they were tired since none of them had really slept at all.
They talked softly amongst each other for awhile until they realized, like they had a few days before, that they were short two ponies. They looked around, wondering where they could be before Fluttershy softly called out. "Hey! Over here!" They all gathered around where she was pointing.
"Awww~" they cooed in unison, seeing the two party planning ponies curled up together in one of the seats, fast asleep. They all smiled at each other before deciding to follow the two ponies' lead and get some sleep themselves.
"Did you just say that you grew up on a--?" Cheese Sandwich started to say.
"Rock farm!" Pinkie finished, smiling a bit, "Yes, I did! I lived there with my sisters and parents!" Cheese Sandwich stared at her, wondering just how a rock farmer managed to become a pony like Pinkie. It didn't really make much sense. Then again, Cheese himself had gone from the shyest pony around to the wandering party planner, so it wasn't like it was impossible or anything...
"I never took you as a farm pony, Pinkie," Cheese admitted, "When was the last time you were there?"
"Oh, I don't visit home much... I usually go once a year to throw them a big party and then I send them letters sometimes... Ever since I moved out, we haven't spent a lot of time together at once..." She shrugged. "It's okay though, they're usually too busy for partying anyway, that's why I only visit once a year."
"Well, maybe we should both go visit them!" Cheese suggested, "We can throw a huge party, and then I can get to know them." He grinned widely at her.
"Hmmm..." the mare thought for a second, "I guess I haven't visited them for about a year now, and I really should give them a visit... Yeah! Yeah, we should totally both go!" She started hopping up and down. "Oh, yay! I can wait for you to meet them all!"
Cheese chuckled and nodded. "And I can't wait to meet them! When are we going to go, Pinkie? Do we need to pack?"
The pink pony smiled. "We can leave tomorrow, if you want. They don't usually like really bit parties, so only bring the smaller things. Don't worry though, it will still be super fun!"
Cheese hopped up. "I'm sure it will! I better go get my things from Applejack's! Do you want to meet up at the train station tomorrow?"
"Sure! That sounds like a great idea! See you then, Cheese!"
"Okay! Bye, Pinkie!" The colt trotted off towards Sweet Apple Acres, humming softly. He didn't take long to pack up the smallest party things he could find. He only had two bags of partying supplies when he was done, but if those bags were opened, the supplies inside would explode out to decorate the surrounding area.
"This will be perfect!" he said, trotting over to his bed, "Boneless 2, you better be ready to meet Pinkie bright and early tomorrow morning." The rubber chicken in question was currently sitting limply in the windowsill. "Good!" Cheese said as if he were replying to someone. The colt hopped into bed and closed his eyes, very eager to be meeting Pinkie Pie's family.
--cheese--pie--
The next morning, Cheese trotted towards the train station, keeping at eye out for the bright pink pony he was meeting there. At first, he didn't see her, but then she came trotting over from the direction of SugarCube Corner. "Hey, Pinkie!"
"Hey, Cheese!" she replied, grinning, "My family is going to be so surprised when we show up to throw a party for them! I can't wait to take a picture of it!" She giggled, hopping around excitedly. Cheese couldn't help but bounce along with her.
"Yeah! So how long is the train ride?" he asked. Pinkie stopped bouncing for a moment to think.
"It usually takes quite awhile... Several hours at least, so we should have plenty of time to talk about what we want to do for the party!" They boarded their train and sat down together to discuss things.
By the time they had finished deciding what to do, they had a whole list of things they had agreed on. They had been riding the train for quite awhile now, and they were nearing the farm where Pinkie had lived as a filly. Pinkie grew more and more excited as they approached the place, but Cheese Sandwich couldn't help but feel like something back was going to happen. His cheesy sense had never alerted him of any party where they were headed, and his cheesy sense always alerted him of parties, even if he was headed there already.
"Pinkie, I have a b--" he started to say as the train ground to a stop.
"We're here!" Pinkie exclaimed, grabbing her bags and hopping off the train. Cheese followed her off despite the fact that he knew something was wrong. He wondered just what would keep his cheesy sense from telling him there was going to be a party, since they were planning to have one here... It just didn't add up.
"Pinkamina Diane Pie, is that you?" called an older mare, and Cheese Sandwich turned to see the greyest group of ponies he had ever seen. Not that he didn't like the color grey, but it was nearly impossible to see how a bright pink pony like Pinkie Pie had come from a family so....dull.
"It's me, Momma!" she said in a chipper voice, "and this is my friend Cheese Sandwich!" The Pie family turned to look at the colt in the bright yellow shirt. He gave a small wave. "He's my coltfriend!" Cheese felt a sudden pang in his chest like something very bad was about to happen. The stallion in the small group gave him a sharp glare.
"Coltfriend?" he asked, frowning, "This fellow? He doesn't look good enough for our Pinkamina."
"What? But Cheese is great! He's one of my best friends, and he loves planning parties just like me!" Pinkie defended, pouting a bit.
"He's a party pony? Any coltfriend of my daughters had better be a hard worker, not a party planner!" Mr. Pie said angrily, "Now, get outta here, you lazy colt!" The farmer raised a pitchfork.
"Daddy, no!" Pinkie shrieked, "He's just here to help me throw a party for you guys!"
"But sissy, Dad said he doesn't want him here," said one one Pinkie's sister, Inky. Blinkie, he other sister, nodded in agreement. "You have to listen to Dad."
Pinkie teared up a bit. "But he can't leave! I invited him here to meet you all! And the train won't be back until later!"
"He's got hooves, hasn't he?" Pinkie's father asked, "Maybe he oughta use them to get out of my sight!" He brandished the pitchfork at Cheese. "It might even give him more endurance. Maybe he'll be able to do something other than plan parties!" Cheese frowned sadly and turned to go, galloping away towards Ponyville. It would be a long way, but he knew he could make it. Besides, it wasn't like he could stay with Pinkie's father holding that pitchfork like that.
Pinkie was sitting on the ground, staring at her family. "What's wrong with planning parties...?" she asked softly, whimpering.
"Nothing!" he father said quickly, "That colt's just not good enough for you! You deserve better!"
"But....but..." She turned to look at his retreating form. "There is no pony better!" Without hesitating, she galloped after him. "Cheese! Wait for me!"
"Pinkie?" He stopped abruptly and turned to her. "What are you doing? Your family said--"
"I know, but they don't really understand me sometimes..." She galloped up to him and nuzzled his cheek. "...Besides, I wouldn't want you going back to Ponyville all alone. It's always fun to walk with a friend!" She giggled a bit and kissed him.
"Thanks, Pinkie," Cheese said, smiling, "You're the best."
Cheese Sandwich and Pinkie Pie were trotting into SugarCube Corner, giggling together. "I hope Rainbow Dash thought her birthaversary was epic!" Cheese said, smiling. The party he was referring to had just ended, and the two of them had been walking around and talking about parties and other fun stuff.
"I'm sure she did!" Pinkie said happily. The pink pony was just relieved that Rainbow Dash had been able to have a good time after the whole Goof Off fiasco. The mare was still feeling pretty bad about that. "After all, a party planned by two super duper party planners would have to be amazing!"
"Yeah! Whew!" Cheese rubbed a hoof across his forehead and sat down on the couch. "That really was quite a party! Wow, I'm more tired than I thought. Do you have any fruit punch?" He smiled at her.
"Oh, of course! I'll get some!" Pinkie hopped over to the refrigerator and opened the door, looking around at the many different things that crowded it. She reached in a hoof and began to search around. "This might take a little while..."
"Oh, that's okay, I can't wait..." Cheese said, looking around. The bakery was a very nice place. He could see why Pinkie enjoyed living here, and he supposed that it wouldn't be hard to love living inside a place that makes sweets.
Just as Cheese was about to start daydreaming about food, he noticed something on the floor. A small white clump of something that he decided he had to investigate. Hopping silently off the couch, he crouched down to examine it. "It that...?" He frowned and sniffed the little white clump. "It's bread..."
The party colt looked around, spotting another little bread crumb a little ways away. And after that, another. There was a trail of them. Seeming a little suspicious, he followed the trail of bread crumbs. Why were there bread crumbs all over the floor? It didn't really make sense.
Cheese reached a garbage can and raised an eyebrow. Why would anypony throw away perfectly good bread? To the colt, this just seemed to be making less and less sense. He looked around and spotted Pinkie Pie still searching through the fridge. Almost hesitantly, he peeked inside the garbage can.
The resulting scream of horror could be heard halfway across Equestria. Was that? No, it couldn't be... But there it was, right there in the garbage! What was it doing in there? Who would throw that away? Why would they throw that away? And what had happened to it?
The object to which all these questions were directed was a sandwich. A cheese sandwich that looked like somepony had punched it.
"Cheese!? Is something wrong?" Pinkie glanced over at him. "What are you doing looking through the trash can? There's no fruit punch in there."
Cheese Sandwich was staring back at her, still mortified by what he had seen. "Pinkie? Why is there a beaten up cheese sandwich in your garbage can?" Pinkie looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
"What are you talking about?"
"This!" The colt reached into the garbage can and grabbed the sandwich, holding it out to her. "Why? Why would anypony do this to an innocent cheese sandwich...?"
Pinkie frowned and bit her lip. "Oh, that... Well, um..." Cheese looked at her, his eyes wide.
"Did you do this!?"
"No!" she said quickly, then thought for a second, "...yes..." She hung her head. "But please don't be upset! I only did it because I thought you were trying to take over my place in Ponyville!" Cheese Sandwich looked at her, seeming very conflicted. He wanted to believe her....but then again, that poor sandwich...
"But I wasn't trying to take over your place in Ponyville! We talked about that already!" The colt wasn't sure how to feel. Cheese sandwiches were very important to him.
"Well, I know that now!" Pinkie said, rolling her eyes, "But I didn't know that before! I did that before I knew any of that!"
"I don't know if I can be friends with somepony who does things like this to sandwiches..." Cheese said suddenly.
"What? Wait! Just hear me out!" Pinkie cried desperately, still searching for the fruit punch as she spoke. "When you came along, all my friends started like you better and they were saying your parties are better than mine, so I was upset and I thought that maybe my cutie mark was wrong and I'm not suppose to plan parties..."
Cheese Sandwich just stared, not sure if he should feel sorry for her or still be upset that she defiled a sandwich. His expression kept changing between anger and concern. Pinkie noticed, and she didn't know what it meant, so she just continued.
"...I decided that I had to find my place to fit it here, but after trying like a whole bunch of other things, nothing was working. I was just so frustrated that I couldn't do anything...but then I was looking at some pictures from my parties, and I realized that I was doing what I was supposed to! I was making ponies smile!" She hesitated for a moment.
"And then...?" Cheese asked, intrigued by her story now, even though he was still conflicted.
"Well, I got so revved up about proving myself, that I came up with the idea of the Goof Off, and I was really upset since I still thought you were trying to replace me, so I kinda...made a sandwich...and punched it...." She hung her head again. "Oh, and I found some fruit punch for you...." She held a jug of punch out to him, and he took it. "I'm really sorry about what I did..."
Cheese Sandwich looked at the sandwich in his hoof before throwing it back in the trash. "I know, Pinkie... I guess I should have waited for you to explain before getting upset. Now, let's have some of this fruit punch!"
Pinkie looked up, a little surprised that he was letting it slide, but happy nonetheless. "Okay!" she said, giggling a bit and grabbing some glasses.
By the time the two ponies had finished drinking the jug of juice, they had forgotten all about what had happened.
