Pound and Pumpkin Cake had thier first birthday, with a giant party hosted by the exuberantly hyperactive baker Pinkie Pie herself. Thier fifth birthday was no better. Ten years later, Pound realizes the Cake family's daily life isn't exciting, and wants it to be.. well, for lack of a better adjective, adventurous. Well, Pumpkin, being the demiurgic pony she is, has to keep a journal, including the everlasting adventures of Pound and Pumpkin Cake. Also, the less than paramount pseudologist Scootaloo comes along for the ride every so once and a while.

DISCLAIMER: If you can read German, this story's ending will be ruined for you by the fourth chapter
I'm Vinyl scratch. Most ponies know me as DJ PON-3, but that name is overrated. On the road again, I make a tour journal. Me 'n 'Tavi are gonna open for an artist from Germaney. His name is Ende Eines Datensatzes. 'Tavi doesn't like the guy. I can see why. He doesn't even speak English well. It's freaky.
Also, our roadies are Roseluck and Thunderlane.
The tour we're on is promoting three new albums. Mine: Spinout, get it? Like a spinning record? Octavia's: Les Sabres de Malheur, which is French for The Sword of Doom. Cool, right? And the freaky guy, Ende Gario, his name, with his new record Ableben Mit Meiner Hand. It's all untrustworthy.
The tour's name is Ausgezeichnete, German for Excellent. That I like.