Twilight Sparkle paced anxiously through the market, looking for that one special thing. You know what I mean, right? That thing that you always need and can never find. In her case, she was hunting for parchment. More specifically, parchment dying. To be extremely specific, a Parchment Dying booth that would cater to her every wish.
"Spike? Have you seen ANY pink and purple parchment?" He shook his head, and Twilight stomped her foot angrily when she spotted a parchment-colouring stand. "Sir, can you make me a roll of parchment? I'd like it to be primarily purple, with some pink tied in some how, maybe spirals?"
"That'll cost ya 40 bits," the old pony croaked, and Twilight jolted, just a bit.
"40? Is that final, sir? A normal roll is only 15, I doubt the dye can be a whole 12 and a half bits each!" In response, he pointed to the nearby parchment dye stand, where each parchment bottle was 10 bits each.
"I get payed 5 bits for my work. And dying is no easy job!" Twilight nodded and hoofed over the bits from her saddle bag. He nodded appreciatively, and set to work dying the parchment.
"Now that that's out of the way, I need to make a secret purchase. Spike, why don't you go home and dust or something?" He shot her an angry glare before stomping home, when an idea popped in his head.
"Are you buying me a gift?" He inquired eagerly, his eyes lighting up like a child at Christmas.
"Sure, Spike!" She nodded, though this hadn't truly been what she was going to buy. Just another purchase she had to make, darn it. He skipped away, and she darted quickly to the jewelry stand. She inquired about the large, blue sapphire, and forked over the 100 bits. There, now Spike's out of the way.
"Umm, Mister Jewelry sir? I'd like a custom done please. I have the gems," she continued, hoofing over a large, uncut blue topaz and a smaller line of yellow topaz. Whispering about what she wanted it done into and swearing him to secrecy, he agreed to the order.
"A simple..." he checked his price list. Twilight had supplied the gems, so that put it at... "300 bits, or 250 since you bought that huge sapphire." She nodded gratefully.
"And when will it be done?"
"About an hour, ma'am." Twilight expressed her thanks, and walked back over to pick up her parchment. Thankfully, it was done, and she lifted it magically into her bag. The Parchment Dyer had been very artful, making it a lavender purple similar to her coat, and then adding pink highlights on the edges. She grinned, flipping an extra ten bits on the counter.Then, with nothing better to do, she went over to eat a daffodil sandwich.
The sandwich was quite delicious, filled with daffodil petals on a light, almost pound cake style, bread. There was some sort of sauce on it that seemed to be honey, but a bit more sweet. Waving her foot, a waiter appeared, almost as though teleporting.
"Sir, could you by any chance get me a lemonade? Actually, make that half lemonade, half ice tea, with one lemon and 4 ice cubes. Thank you," dismissed Twilight. She had always had an uncanny knack for being Rarity-esque when ordering food at restaurants.
The waiter walked back up, carrying her strange drink, and set it down carefully. "Would you like the bill, madam?"
"Yes, please sir. Oh, and I have a Restaurant Order Special card, which I believe gets me 10% off, correct?" The waiter nodded, and used his magic to pull the book forward.
"Let's see... it would be 20 bits, but the discount...18 bits, thank you." Twilight nodded, then pulled out the bits and hoofed them over. He gave a polite nod, and she stood up just as the clock rang the hour's toll.
The jeweler was done with her new jewelry, which had been artfully fashioned into a necklace. With a bounce in her step, she sprang off to Sugarcube Corner.
When she finally got there, Pinkie was waiting, a smile huge on her face. She seemed overly excited, for no true apparent reason, but Twilight pressed on anyways. It was just Pinkie being Pinkie, right?
"Hey Pinkie... um, there's something I want to tell you." She pulled the box holding the necklace out of her saddlebag, using magic to levitate it.
"Yes Twilight?" She inquired eagerly, eyeing the gift hopefully.
"Well, Pinkie... I like you. Not just as a friend, but as a crush." Her voice began rushing as she continued-"I know you probably hate me now, but I can't deny it, and either way I have this necklace for you I made it but not really me but I got the gems, and..." Tears pooled in her eyes as Pinkie looked at her, when suddenly Pinkie lit up.
"Oh, Twilight, I like you too!" She leaned in, kissing her on the cheek. Fireworks seemed to erupt, and Twilight went into a daze, only broken when Pinkie removed herself. "And the necklace is beautiful!" Twilight beamed. The necklace was in the shape of the pink party pony's cutie mark, a balloon. Suddenly, a grin crept up on Pinkie's face.
"April FOALS!" She yelled, jumping up. "You sure got me there, huh Twilight? At first I thought you were serious, and then I remembered what day it was, so I played along! And you were sooo shocked too! It was sooo funny! Can I keep the necklace?" Twilight nodded, dumbfounded, before letting out a small chuckle.
"Yeah, great joke, huh? I... I've gotta go!" She exclaimed, running off to her library as a tear fell, marking the sidewalk by Sugarcube Corner. Spike, who had began walking back to the market to look for her, stopped as he saw her running by, and turned, waddling after as fast as his legs could carry him.
"What's wrong Twi?" He inquired, sincerely worried for his number one employer.
"Nothing Spike. Nothing! Here's your gift," she growled, pulling the gem out and tossing it to him. "Have a nice day." And with that, she ran to the Library, shutting herself in and surrounding herself with a large force field that glowed a dark red.
Twilight shook her head, trying to clear her mind as she laid there on her bed, tossing and turning. She simply could not sleep. She had fluffed her pillows, changed her sheets even, but whenever she shut her eyes, she saw it.
Of course, it was less of an it and more of a her. A specific her. Pinkie Pie. Every time Twilight tried to sleep, for the last week, she had just been unable to until finally she collapsed of exhaustion, around 3 am. Tossing and turning some more, Twilight Sparkle glanced over at her clock. 2:30 am.
What's wrong with me? Inquired Twilight to herself. She had had coltfriends before, so she wasn't... in love with a mare, right? She had read that when you kept picturing some pony, it could be a sign of love. But it was referring to colts, right? Because mares don't love other mares. And with that thought, Twilight finally passed out.
"Come on, Twilight!" Yelled Pinkie, bouncing ahead to a beautiful hill. The sun was just setting, illuminating the pink party pony with its purple and orange hues. Twilight ran faster, despite her sides begging her to stop. Finally reaching the top of the hill, she fell onto the beautifully laid out picnic blanket.
"You silly-filly!" Exclaimed Pinkie Pie. "Nighttime is for sleeping, and it's not nighttime yet!" Twilight giggled, bringing a larger smile to Pinkie's face. "That's more like it. Now we have cupcakes, cake, muffins, pie, sandwiches, juice, water, grapes, strawberries, blueberries, blackberries, oranges, and muffins."
"Now who's the silly-filly? You already said muffins!" Twilight's voice squeaked a little at the end, and embarrassed, she ducked her head down, splashing a bit of pie on her face.
"You have something on your face, Twi. Let me get that for you," Pinkie grinned, and leaned in, licking the pie off Twilight's face. Then her lips moved closer to Twilight's, and then they were kissing and fireworks went off.
"Twilight? Twilight?" She heard a voice inquire. Yawning, Twilight woke up to Spike in her face, looking concerned.
"You were kicking around, and it's morning now, so we should eat some breakfast." Twilight nodded, still half asleep, when she realized what was happening. And what she had to tell Pinkie.
Glancing over to her calender, she saw it was March 31. Tomorrow. Tomorrow she would tell Pinkie what was happening. And hope Pinkie didn't hate her for life.
Twilight Sparkle laid in her room, curled in a small ball. She had been there, rocking back and forth for roughly three hours, and the sun was just beginning to set, its golden rays disappearing over the hills beyond Ponyville. Suddenly, she heard a small, light knocking on her door. Wiping the tears from her face with the hoof that wasn't numb from being laid on for three hours, she used her magic to slowly pull open the door.
"Twilight? I made you some dinner. Um..." He never had been good with personal things. "Do you want to tell me about what happened? It's okay if you don't," he insisted. "And do you want to eat in here, or at the table?" Twilight sniffled, pulling a tissue magically over and blowing her nose.
"I-I can eat at the table, thank you Spike. And we can talk over dinner. What did you make?"
"Scrambled eggs, blueberry pancakes, a large carton of your favorite-Strawberry Ice Cream, and some soup." Twilight let out a half-hearted giggle at his attempts to make foods that went together, then walked out to the table. He had dimmed the lights, lit a few candles.
"I know it looks romantic, but I just wanted you to relax. In one of those meditation books you have, it says candles are relaxing!" He scurried off to put the food on plates, and she sat down at her spot at the table. The napkins had been folded into various shapes, although the swan's neck was collapsing. Spike waddled out with the food, setting it in her spot, then sitting across from her, on the other side of the roughly five hooves long table. "So what happened Twi?"
Twilight sniffled again, then started talking. "Spike, what do you think of... fillyfoolers?" She hesitated at the word.
"Well, it doesn't really matter what type of pony a pony likes, does it? Love is love and all that."
"The reason I sent you off wasn't to get you that gem. It was to get a necklace made in the shape of Pinkie's cutiemark. I gave it to her today, and told her... told her I loved her. And she kissed me, but then she laughed. She thought I was joking, because it's April Foals day today! Of all the days I could've done this, I had to choose the day where everypony plays pranks!" Spike glanced around suspiciously, then sneakily removed the joy buzzer from his hand.
"I'm sorry Twilight! Hey, do you want some whipped cream for your pancakes?" She nodded, and Spike grabbed the bottle of shaving cream from under his chair, then darted off to the kitchen to throw it in the trash and grab the real bottle. "Here you go, Twi!" She sprayed some on her pancakes, then ate a nice dinner of mismatched foods.
---*---
Twilight yawned, stretching her hooves out over the headboard. I think I need a new bed, she thought to herself, then walked over to the bathroom. She fixed her hair, lightly polished her horn, and checked her horseshoes. "Pretty good," she smiled, then walked out into the living room. What she saw there shocked her for life.
Pinkie Pie sat there, her eyes wide with tears and her mane and tail flatter than cardboard. She crawled over to Twilight, stopping at her feet.
"T-Twilight! I-I'm so sor-sorry!" She stuttered through her tears. "Why was I so mean? You were so clearly serious, and I went and turned it all into a joke! Can you ever forgive me?" She begged, more tears falling slowly down her face.
Twilight shook her head, only momentarily confused. "Of course Pinkie! I was going to ask for your forgiveness, for making you so uncomfortable!" She leaned down and mussed with Pinkie's hair. "You're a silly-filly if you thought I wasn't going to forgive you!" Pinkie's hair sprang up faster than a mousetrap, and she tackled Twilight, kissing her quite passionately.
Sheesh, she's good at this, thought Twilight, as real fireworks went off, set by Spike himself.
"Pinkie, you awake?" Whispered Twilight over to the sleeping bag laying on the floor. It shook it's head, accompanied with a moan.
"Pinkie's not awake right now. Please leave a message after the beep *beep*," Twilight chuckled at Pinkie's attempts to be asleep, and jumped on top of her.
"Today's the day we tell our friends!" Cheered Twilight. Honestly, she was nervous, but she could either panic again or act unnaturally happy. Unnaturally happy was working for now, so she stuck with it. Pinkie grunted, then with a sudden burst of energy, pushed Twilight off of her. Twilight stumbled for a moment, then caught her balance and began attacking Pinkie with a pillow. Giggling, they rolled around, hitting each other with pillows and blankets until Spike opened the door.
"Breakfast time! Rise and sh-woah!" He was hit in the face with a large pillow, causing him to almost drop the letter from Princess Celestia. "Twilight, you have a letter!" Twilight stopped fighting, magically snatching the letter and prying it open. She read through it quickly, then rolled it up, blushing heavily.
"What's it say! What's it say?" Pinkie bounced around the room, almost trampling Spike.
"Nothing!" Cried Twilight, as it was snatched by Pinkie.
Dear Twilight Sparkle.
I see you have a new special somepony. When's the wedding, my elements? I better be invited!
Laughter and Magic... I always pictured Laughter and Loyalty. Ha, Luna! Told you Twilight
wouldn't have a co-
This is Luna now. I apologize for my sister's foalish behaviour, but I agree on one question.
When's the wedding?
The Princesses
Twilight Sparkle blushed as Pinkie Pie read it aloud, and buried her head under a pillow. Spike grabbed her by the tail and pulled her out, dragging her to the breakfast table, which was set with tofu bacon, toast, and daffodil sauce. Pinkie looked at it once, before glaring at Spike.
"WHERE ARE THE MUFFINS WITH FROSTING?" She yelled, shaking the bookshelves in the other room.
"One moment, Mistress," muttered Spike, darting back in the kitchen and pulling the muffins out of the oven. He quickly frosted them, then carried them out to Pinkie. "Here." Then he sat down, eating the bacon hungrily.
"Oh, Pinkie, that was mean!" Exclaimed Twilight, then leaning over to kiss Pinkie.
"Uggh! I'm eating in my room! Yelled Spike, stomping off with his food. Pinkie broke away from Twilight, scarfing down the muffins quickly. Twilight also finished eating, and with a yell over her shoulder that she was leaving, she and Pinkie went to Rarity's boutique.
---*---
Twilight raised a hoof, and knocked on Rarity's door. They watched through the window as she set down her work and walked over to the door.
"Ah, Twilight darling! Come in, please! And Pinkie!" Rarity led them over to a couch, where they sat down comfortably. "So what brings you to my business?"
"Well..." started Twilight. "Pinkie and I... have news. We... are dating. As a couple. As marefriends. And as fillyfoolers." Rarity gasped, though her shock was short.
"That's wonderful! Look at you two! Are you going to tell the others?" Rarity gushed, clapping her hooves together.
"Yep, next is Fluttershy, then Applejack and finally Dashie." Pinkie had spoken that time, her voice strangely calm. Rarity babbled on about weddings and how wonderful this was as they carefully excused themselves from the boutique.
---*---
Pinkie knocked on Fluttershy's door, a strange, rhythmic knock that seemed to be created on the spur of the moment.
"You can come in," squeaked Fluttershy, and the two mares followed her voice in and to a back room. She was feeding Angel a very complicated sundae, and as she finished, she trotted over to her friends.
"What's going on, you guys?" She asked, leading them over to a wooden bench in her backyard.
"We're dating!" Exclaimed Pinkie. She was taking over the show this time, for sure. Fluttershy smiled, and muttered something about 'saw it coming'.
"That's great you guys! Who else have you told?"
"Just Rarity, and the Princesses apparently," smiled Twilight Sparkle, remembering the letter that morning.
"Well that's great you guys! Good luck!"
---*---
Pinkie and Twilight gave each other a glance before walking into Applejack's farm. Granny Smith was old-fashioned, and what if Applejack disagreed.
"We have to do it." decided Twilight, walking through the gate. Applejack was bucking apples off of a nearby tree, and they bounced (or at least Pinkie did) towards her.
"Hi y'all! What brings you to this side of Ponyville?" Applejack's western accent was accentuated with panting. It was clear she had been working since dawn, and it was scarcely 3 o'clock.
"Pinkie and I are dating," rushed Twilight Sparkle, her eyes begging with Applejack to accept it.
"Huh? What? Wait... No!" Applejack tore off towards her home, leaving Pinkie and Twilight in the dust, more confused than ever. Pinkie shrugged, her hair drooping just the smallest amount. Twilight leaned over and kissed her, and that small flatness was gone.
"Let's go tell Dashie!" Exclaimed Pinkie, and they trotted off towards Dashie's house. Twilight cast a cloud walking spell, and grabbing onto Pinkie's back, with one swift jump, they were at Dashie's.
"Uh... Hi?" Said Dashie, just waking from her nap. "What's up?"
"We have news!" Yelled Pinkie. "We're dating!" Dash blinked slowly, then backed carefully away from them.
"Get out! Your fillyfooling disease might be contagious! Stay out of my house!" Dashie leaned forward carefully, just far enough to slap Twilight swiftly in the face and push her off the cloud. Twilight fell, Pinkie grabbing onto her hooves. Suddenly, they landed in a large wheelbarrow of apples.
"Applejack!" Yelled Pinkie, unharmed from the fall. Twilight, however, had a quickly forming bruise on her face, and a twisted ankle on her back hoof.
"Now settle down there Pinkie! I think Twilight's hurt! When I realized you guys were going to tell Dashie, I remembered how she doesn't exactly accept everything. Loyalty can't last forever," she added sadly, hoisting Twilight on her back. "Now let's get you to the Hospital, for at least a check up!"
---*---
Twilight laid on the bed that had been made for her by Spike at home. Nurse Redheart had said she was fine for the most part, and gave her a brace for her ankle. Pinkie was sniffling, sad but not flat maned in the corner, and Applejack had gone to talk with Rainbow Dash. She shifted, and Pinkie looked up at her from the puddle she had cried earlier.
"I'm so terrible Twilight! I let her attack you, and I didn't even fight back! What kind of pony am I?" She whimpered, and the puddle was growing into a pond. Despite the strain, Twilight cast a water holding spell on the water that was probably going to flood the basement, and put Pinkie in a large inflatable pool.
"It's not your fault Pinkie! You didn't have any time to react anyways." She clambered out of bed, hobbling on three legs, and used her magic to fill the pool with water. Smiling, she began doing a dorky 3-legged doggy paddle, while Pinkie began bouncing lightly.
"So you forgive me Twilight?"
"Of course!" Exclaimed Twi, kissing Pinkie's wet (yet somehow still springy) mane. Suddenly, Spike walked in.
"First off, I don't want anything happening in that pool," he numbered on his claws, "And secondly, the basement is flooded a little Twi. Any spells?" Twilight grinned and chuckled to herself, before casting a spell that lifted all the water into the nearby river. Pinkie and Twilight kissed again, when there was a bang of a door opening, and the sound of a pony being dragged in.
"Who's there?" Yelled Twilight, wondering if her house had been broken into.
"I's me," grunted Applejack through gritted teeth. She was dragging Rainbow Dash, who was lightly flying to avoid touching anything in Twilight's home. "Now say it, Dash!"
"I'm sorry," grunted Dashie, her teeth bared. "But it's still weird!" Twilight and Pinkie grinned at each other, then grabbed Applejack and Dash and pulled them in the pool.
"Elements of Harmony Pool Party!" Exclaimed Twilight, mocking the Cutie Mark Crusaders.
"Not yet, darling!" Smiled Rarity, as she did a graceful jump into the pool, followed by Fluttershy who flew carefully in the water, careful not to get her wings wet. Rainbow Dash grinned, and snuck under the water, then pulled Fluttershy down, so her whole body was soaked. The rest of the mares giggled, and they had a great party.