Authors note: I don't own My Little Pony: Friendship is magic, nor any of the characters mentioned in this Fanfiction. (I wish I would though...)
The story is from Pinkie Pie's POV, she's not in her usual self in this story... you might know what I mean.
"LOVE" is not in my dictionary
Chapter 1
It was a beautiful day in Equestria. Birds were singing, Celestia's sun was shining and pretty much everypony was outside, playing and hanging out with friends…
That's what you would think if you weren't me, of course.
It's just a regular day… nothing's different. The pegasi are clearing the skies, the unicorns and earth ponies just run around pretending they're happy… sounds fun, doesn't it?
I'm just sulking in my bed, unable to get up even if I have to work downstairs, at Sugarcube Corner.
"Pinkie Pie! Come on and get your lazy flank over here!" Mrs. Cake shouted from downstairs.
Pinkamena. Call me Pinkamena, not Pinkie Pie. Damn.
"Coming…" I lazily replied to her.
Sometimes I wish she'd just shut the hell up and got eaten by a manticore or some strange animal at the Everfree forest. My life sucks so much.
As I struggled to get out of my bed, Gummy started walking towards me with a balloon on his mouth. He's such a cute toothless alligator. I bet he's the only one who truly understands and cares for me.
"This is so boring…" I sighed, laying my head in my hoof.
"Incoming!" a male voice shouted behind me. It was Mr. Cake, who was carrying a tray of fresh, newly baked cupcakes.
My stomach growled. They smell so good…
"Pinkie, can you deliver these cupcakes to Sweet Apple Acres? It seems that there's another Apple Family Reunion and they asked us to bake cupcakes! Isn't that exciting? Who knows… you might find a handsome stallion from the Apple kin…" Mr. Cake said, smirking and raising his 'eyebrows'.
"Mr. Cake, I'm not interested in that, y'know…"
"Oh, but you will soon…"
"Yeah, right." I replied, rolling my eyes.
"So, can you?"
"Sure, I guess. It's not like I have anything else to do."
And with that, I picked up the tray with my mouth and walked out of Sugarcube Corner.
As I passed through the town, I had been looking around for a while. Just crossed Twilight's library… alright. I know my way to Sweet Apple Acres, but it can get confusing.
My straight hair was hanging loosely over my face, so I couldn't really see a lot from my right eye. As I went through the town square, some strange pony was playing a trumpet. I shrugged it off, but then…
BUMP.
"Oomf!" I cried, landing on my rump.
"Ah'm sorry, miss. Ah did not see ya there." A deep, male voice said, holding his hoof near my face to help me get up.
I took his hoof and got up on all my four hooves, I saw his face and suddenly went bright red. He was a tall, or should I say, BIG, red stallion. His eyes were green, orange-ish mane and he had a brown yoke around his neck.
Or, as he's known, Big Macintosh, Applejack's big brother.
"H-Hi Big Mac! It's alright…" I quickly replied.
"So, how ya doin'… miss… uh…" He thought for a second.
"Pinkie Pie. I mean, Pinkamena. Oh, screw it. Just call me Pinkie Pie." I forcedly grinned.
"A'right then, Miss Pie. Ah still feel bad for makin' ya throw yer cupcakes all over th' floor."
"Huh?" I looked around myself. Darn it, the cupcakes really are on the floor. I didn't notice when they fell.
"Aw, horseapples…" I cursed under my breath.
"So, mind if I ask ya, what'cha goin' to do with that tray full o' cupcakes?" He asked.
"Oh, right… I was going to Sweet Apple Acres to deliver them. It's the Apple Family reunion, isn't it?"
"Eeyup. This year's we're gonna be full. Also, ah'm goin' to the farm right now, if ya wanna come with me…"
"YES! I-I mean, sure, why not?" I blushed.
"Good, let's go before it gets dark." He smiled.
I nodded.
It was about 8 PM now.
"Hello…?" I slightly pushed the door to Sugarcube Corner.
Nopony's awake. Perfect. I slowly walked upstairs towards my room, when I saw 2 ponies in front of my door.
"Uh…" I awkwardly stared at them.
"Pinkie Pie, what have we told you about coming at these hours?"
"It's only 8 PM or so, Mr. Cake."
"Something horrible could've happened to you!" Mrs. Cake whined.
"I'm okay, sheesh. I just went to deliver the cupcakes." I replied.
"You left early this morning!" Mr. Cake yelled.
"No, I didn't! I left at about 2:30 PM! I have the rights to go and come whenever the hell I want! YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHEN TO COME!" I angrily shouted. I heard a cry coming out of the babies' room.
"Oh, no. Great, they're awake." Mrs. Cake rapidly went into their room.
"Pinkie, we'll talk about this tomorrow, okay?" Mr. Cake sighed.
"Sure…"
"Alright. Good night, Pinkie Pie."
"See you tomorrow."
As I closed my door, I could hear hoofsteps going away.
It's funny… I feel strange…
What's going on with me?