> Easy as Pie!...Not Really... > by Kikio3000 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Their parents bake and cook all the time; they'll be fine! > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Shhh! Quietly! Don't wake her up!" "It's hard to tip-hoof past a princess with all three pony traits! You KNOW she has delicate ears and can't stand the suspense of surprises! She will pounce*l on us if she hears that we are keeping a secret from her!" "They won't be so delicate if you just maneuver your heavy hooves past the creaky floorboards! You're a farmer for crying out loud! I can pirouette around the creaky-squeakies like Twinkle-Toes!" "Mah family fixed most of our creaky floorboards - you just don't step on the ones that are already creaky and avoid them instead of making the floor even. You and your parents use it as a game of who can touch the least amount of creaks in the wood!" "Hey - it's called "the floor is creaky" - get it right, cowboy! And we WILL fix them...someday..." "Either that, or your Aunt and Uncle Cake slash Grandma and Grandpa Cake are gonna have a fit and inquire as to why the floor is leaky-weaky or whatever..." "Anyway, I'd give you a seven out of ten (7/10); you did a good job of avoiding the creakiest parts of the floor! Oopsy-Daisy... A for effort, homeboy!" "Hey! You stepped on the creakiest one at the bottom, so your performance is not a hundred percent either! Also, Ah am not the only homebody around!" "Ok, ok, you've got me there! Yes, I prefer to stay home in my literal Hipp-sel and Griff-tel gingerbread house and minimize my interaction with touching grass, and eat mostly sweets and pastries; but at least I eat differing flavors of dessert!" "Hey! Apples are a mare-time staple! Ponies have always loved fruits and vegetables, and at least Ah eat healthier and am stronger than you, you sticky rock candy-for-brains!" Gasssssp! Sugar Apple! You take that back! You...you...pigface!" Haha! Ok, Ok, Ah' m sorry, Cheese, repent. I took it too far. Ah concur, we both need to eat more than desserts and treats, or fruits and non-varied salads." "I agree, and I am sorry-orry as well. I should know better than that...not just in being mean, but in trying to argue against a farmer who knows a lot more about life than me." "It's OK, Ah forgive ya, but we really must be gettin' that recipe started if we are goin' to surprise our foalsitter and our parents! I think we should choose the cherry-apple pie recipe-..." You continue to dream as the conversation drifts out of your mind. Your thoughts then wander when you were in kindergarten, a little bit younger than the foals you were babysitting and how you had a wonderful time on your first real date, even if you were very young. You think about the day...you and your coltfriend, Pound Cake, tried to bake a delicious cake that turned into a giant, living monster because you accidentally crossed some spells instead of mixing food coloring. That was a doozy of a morning! No-pony expected the dessert to come to life and try to hunt them. You guess that it wanted revenge for all of the cakes that have been devoured by pony-kind or something! That fiasco sure was a surprise for yours and his parents! Instead of having dessert for breakfast, the dessert was trying to eat *them* for breakfast! Thankfully, by throwing each other at the cake, (using each other's wings) the duo were able to shoot through the wedding-cake-sized beast, guzzling a hefty chunk of the creaky, frosted goodness each time they went through. Due to your speed and teamwork, the kids were able to devour it enough to cause it to lose its magic and messily crumple back into an ordinary cake. After the day was saved, the cake was enjoyed by the your' parents, Pumpkin Cake and Small Fry (who had also been on a date with each other); yours andand Pound Cake's stomaches had been happily filled, and they both bonded and laughed over the baking accident. You two even shared your first cute and cuddly hug and kiss combo after that! The tiny couple was scolded and told to look at the cookbook's directions more carefully. You two vowed to do just that, and they two were not allowed to cook or bake without parental supervision until recently, despite the fact that your trio were now officially adults. You still needed help in life at times. Despite what many others may think about you...you are not a perfect friend group, you are not a perfect princess or demi-god. You can make mistakes like anypony...anycreature...else. Wait...the kids were talking about food a lot...what if they were trying to make something yummy but failed?! You sniff the air, your acute nose picking up the scent of trouble. ... Oh no. You smell burning! "Whelp, guess we failed." Sugar said, kicking at the depressing pie. "At least the tin is OK," Lil' Cheese replied. "Oof, that does not look good! Oopsy-Doopsy!" "What happened?" A new voice had entered the kitchen, interposing herself between the children. "I think I set the oven too high...so that it would bake faster...," Sugar shook his head dejectedly. "Wait...Flurry Heart?! Sorry ma'am, this was supposed to be a scrumptious surprise for everyone! When did you get here-?" "But I think I added too much baking soda...," Cheese interjected, cutting off the farmhoof. "But I think it rose too high and exploded, causing it to burn what was remaining of the pie." "Well, thank you for the surprise," Flurry Heart nodded her head, unphased. "But I had to learn to listen to instructions like you two did. I will help you redo it. It will be better than ever!" "Gee willikers, Princess, really?!" Sugar asked. "Thankies! Gosh, I'm talkin' funny like Lil' Cheese does!" "Yeppers, peppers, amber eppers!" Flurry beamed. "Well, there's one thing for sure," Cheese Pie said, bringing the other two's attention back to the task at hoof. ... "Despite my namesake, this really was not a piece of pie."