Reversal Of The Cutie Marks:

Chapter 1:

The sun began to rise in Ponyville, the sunbeams spreading across The Apple Family Farm. Applejack and Big Macintosh were already awake bringing in a harvest of apples. Sunbeams beamed to light the Everfree Forest. Fluttershy was starting to wake in her home near the forest to tend to the animals. As the sun began to light up the town, Rarity, of course, was catching up on her beauty sleep. She had been up for hours last night making accessories. And then there was Pinkie Pie. She got up in a hurry. She wanted to get started on baking right away.

"Let's see, what do I make today?" The pink mare wondered as she flipped through the cookbooks. Nothing appealed. She put on her Pinkie Smile. "I know..I'll make...a Pinkie Pie Cake!" she yelled quietly. She did not want to wake Mr and Mrs Cake or the babies. Pinkie Pie put all the cookbooks away and began to work. This recipe didn't need a cookbook or anything. This was a very special recipe.

Just as Pinkie was finishing, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Applejack came into the bakery. "Good morning friends~!" Pinkie Pie said cheerfully.

Rarity rubbed her temple. "Please Pinkie darling, no loud noises. I was up all night, I had to catch up on my beauty sleep."

Applejack rolled her eyes. "Yeah, "beauty sleep" in my family ya be called a slacker."

Rarity shot a look. "Well you should try some beauty sleep sometime."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Fluttershy backed up nervously. "Uhm..please don't fight you two...I think you both look pretty...oh please don't fight."

The two mares just kept a glare. Pinkie knew the tension needed to be eased. "Who wants some Pinkie Pie Cake?"

Fluttershy looked to her. "Oh I'd love some..if uhm..if that's okay.."

"A Pinkie Pie Cake? Well what in the Apple Acres is that?" Applejack asked.

Pinkie Pie grinned, "A Pinkie Pie Cake is a recipe I make up..it has no set recipe! I just throw stuff together and BAM! Pinkie Pie Cake!" She giggled and took the cake fresh out of the oven.

"Oh, I just want a small piece, Pinkie." Rarity said gracefully. "I must keep my figure. I'm going to be in a fashion show, and I get to model my own designs!" Rarity smiled proudly. Fluttershy smiled encouragingly, and Applejack rolled her eyes.

In a flash, she had cut 5 equal pieces and split the slices among her friends, leaving one at an empty stool.

"Dig in friends!" Pinkie said. The three friends smiled. Almost nothing was better than Pinkie's sweets. As they dug in, expecting the usual or better, something was...odd...it didn't taste like a Pinkie creation.

"Pinkie dear...did you use fresh ingredients?" Rarity asked. "It tastes...funny."

Pinkie blinked. " I use the same ingredients Mr and Mrs Cake use. They got these ingredients yesterday." The pink pony sat puzzled. Every Pinkie Pie Cake turned out good. She changed the recipe so much..that's what made it a Pinkie Pie Cake. She took a bite from her own piece. It did taste different..not the super-amazing different, but the bad different, the horrible different, Gilda different!

Pinkie's ears flopped down. She glanced to all her friends and noticed something; Rainbow Dash wasn't there. She always came by when she smelled a Pinkie Pie Cake baking. It smelled good, though. Where was she?

"Has anyone seen Dashie?" Pinkie asked. The three mares looked to one another. Nobody had for a couple days.

"She must be busy up in Cloudsdale" Rarity said. "I hear the pegasi there are very busy lately trying to fit the demands of different ponies and the weather."

Pinkie Pie frowned. Rainbow Dash always came. Maybe she didn't know? The mare stuck her head out the window and yelled "RAINBOW DAAAASSSHHH! DASHIIEEE! PINKIE PIE CAKE!"

No reply.

Pinkie Pie knew just what to do. She ran to the back and came with a big fan.

"Oh my…" Fluttershy said quietly, "Where did Pinkie Pie get such a big fan? What is it for?"

AppleJack looked at the shy mare, "This is Pinkie Pie, darlin'. The real question is why doesn't she need a big fan?"

Pinkie Pie pointed to a fresh cake and turned on the fan. The breeze wooshed! Fluttershy, Apple Jack, and Rarity held onto the table for dear life while Pinkie Pie grinned. She hoped the breeze would carry the smell up to Cloudsdale.

After a while, she turned off the fan and looked to her friends. "Huh...no Dashie… Girls? Where'd you go?" The mare started to wander around the room. AppleJack was under the table, her hat stuck over her face. Fluttershy had landed in the pantry, covered in flour. Rarity was inside the twins' playpen.

"Pinkie Pie dear, you know I love you…"Rarity said, looking from the playpen, "But so help me Celestia if my hoof or horn is scratched, or my mane's torn, I will personally destroy you."

After the ponies were all cleaned up, AppleJack got an idea. "I know, y'all. Let's head on over to Sweet Apple Acres. Granny Smith's makin' some apple fritters an' some apple cider."

All the mares perked up. This sounded like a great idea. Pinkie Pie looked to her cakes, a little sad. AppleJack took notice of her sad friend. "Don't worry darlin' maybe you're just shaky. Nothin' some fritters an' cider can't fix up!"

Pinkie smiled. She wasn't sad that the cakes turned out bad. Well, she was a little sad…

She was more sad Rainbow Dash didn't show up.