This story features my friend's OC and it will be told from his POV.

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"Attention Ladies and Gentle colts. We'll be arriving at Ponyville station in 2 minutes." The announcement woke me up from a very pleasant nap. Better that then waking up somewhere unfamiliar, right?

But where are my manners; my name is Cupcake. A bright yellow Earth pony with a light blue mane and tail, my Cutie mark is, as you probably guessed, a cupcake. Thrilling, I know, but it's a living and I wouldn't change it for anything.

Ha, change, the main reason I left Hoofelton. No more crowds of inpatient ponies, no more sleepless nights of baking last minute orders and no more fights over the last ingredient with another baker. From here on out it's just me and my new employers, the Cakes.

As the train slowed down I grabbed my belongings and went towards the exit. Whit a loud whistle the train stopped and I jumped out of the wagon and looked around. The station wasn't very big but there were enough ponies coming in and out of the train to obscure anypony's vision. It took a while before I noticed a bright pink life form jumping around the place, greeting everypony that crossed its way.

"HY, WELCOME TO PONYVILLE. HY, WELCOME TO PONYVILLE..." The life form continued happily as it got closer. Finally it got close enough to become recognizable; it, she was a bright pink pony with a dark pink, puffy mane and tail. The balloons on her flank indicated that she was either a clown or a party animal, probably both but judging from her behavior those weren't the only things she…

"HY… Um, big… hairless monkey. I'm Pinkie Pie."

"WHOA… PINKIE YOU CAN'T JUST BREAK THE 4th WALL!"

"But you're doing it." Pinkie responded while jumping around the projector.

"No, I'm narrating, there's a difference. How did you even get here?"

"Through the door." Pinkie pointed at the opened door of the projection room.

"What… When… How… Why do I have a backdoor for my head?"

"To play mind games?!"

Cupcake buried his face in his hoof and groaned. He opened his mouth to say something else but he stopped when he saw how far the projection went.

"Never mind… Look, can you please, be quiet until I'm done?" he asked the hyperactive pony.

"Okie-dokie-lokie. OH… Can we have a party when you're done?" Pinkie asked with sparkle in her eyes. Cupcake measured his options. On one hoof if he declined she'd leave but that would probably hurt her feelings and Celestia knows what would happen to his mind in the aftermath. On the other hoof if he said yes… Celestia knows what would happen to his mind in the aftermath.

"I… Um…Yes…" Cupcake lowered his head in defeat.

"So… Pinkie Pie, do you always push ponies into mud puddles when you meet them?" I asked the pink party balloon as we approached Sugar Cube Corner. "Sorry…" she answered sadly.

Pinkie seemed like a cheerful pony but, I kid you not, her mane somehow deflated the moment I got out of the puddle. I wasn't furious but I mentioned how unhappy I was at the moment, loudly; and then puff… her mane turned from puffy to strait faster than… than…

"Faster than a hungry Parasprite devouring a full size Gingerbread house!"

"What?"

We were at the door when I finally snapped. Weird or not, she was nice enough to show me around even after I yelled at her. OK, it was an accident, she apologized, a dozen times, and so should I. But what's the best way to apologize to a pony this sad. While idea muffins baked in my thought oven, Pinkie's hoof reached for the door.

Before Pinkie could open the door I placed my hoof on it and took a deep breath. I quickly pulled out the fist idea muffin out of the oven and without waiting for it to cool down I took a huge chunk of it.

"Hey buddy, why the long face?" Pinkie gave me a weird look. Well, I just burned myself and that idea muffin tasted like… "Long face…pfft…HAHAHA… Good one." Like success and relief. I… I don't know. I don't know how, I don't know why but her mane became puffy again.

Pinkie was roaring with laughter, cheerful and happy; like nothing happened at the station. I waited until she stopped laughing and bowed my head apologetically "Sorry I yelled at you." Pinkie didn't say anything; she just stared at me in silence for a few seconds and then started to laugh again. "Don't be silly, I deserved it. But to be honest, you did look like a pony sized chocolate cake." Fair enough.

We started laughing until Pinkie's ears flopped, her eyes fluttered and her knees started to twitch. While I stared in amazement the lower part of the door suddenly opened, right into me. "Oh… I'm so sorry." The light purple unicorn apologized when she heard my pained yelp.