Author's Note: Hello my little lemondrops, it is I, HugglesXKitten, here to bring you my VERY FIRST My Little Pony fic. Read and enjoy.
There are theories included that very much interest me. Have fun! Inali- let me know if there are typo's/ awkward things?
Posted: July. 26, 2012
It was a special day for Pumpkin Cake. She was officially one year older, and others may say much wiser than her age. Her horn had grown in nicely and her long orange main was always perfectly quaffed- no thanks to her aunt Pinkie, but rather her friend Rarity the fashionista, who often asked the tall and thin Cake daughter to model her latest fashions.
Pumpkin had grown into a filly as lanky as her father, but as shapely as her mother, leading her to be popular with the colts in more recent years and less popular with other fillies. Not that she minded, though; she still had her friends and family.
Pound really didn't help at all. They may have shared the same birthday, but their personalities were very different. Where Pumpkin was cool, composed, studious, and elegant, Pound was feisty, rambunctious and rough around the edges. When Pumpkin practiced magic with Twilight, Pound raced around the town with Rainbow Dash. While Pound would help Apple Jack pick apples at Sweet Apple Acres, Pumpkin would assist Fluttershy in tending the animals.
Deep down, though, Pumpkin knew that she and her brother were two- of- a- kind. Aunt Pinkie had told them both the stories of when they had been no more than week old. It was funny how a little pair of pranksters could turn into two ponies who were strong in their individual ways.
Pound Cake had grown into a very muscular and handsome stallion with his chestnut mane and tail. Actually, he was surprisingly strong for a pegasus. He could buck apples as hard as Big Mac and though he couldn't keep up to Rainbow Dash in speed he sure tried his best.
Pumpkin had developed strengths for creating decorations, outfits and the like for Nightmare Night. She had the ability to trick or to treat. She also found an affinity for the spooky and ooky. Ponies would come all the way from Canterlot for her frightful costumes, and go away nothing but pleased.
When their cutie marks appeared no one was really surprised. Pound, who had really earned his name, fighting those colts who got fresh with his sister, earned a boxing glove. Pumpkin, earned a winking, yet spooky Jack 'O Lantern.
Their parents had been a little disappointed at first that their interests had not lay in baking and caking- neither of the Cake twins were very good at the magic of running a bakery. They soon warmed up, as they realized that their perfect heir was under their nose. Pinkie Pie was still one of the happiest, heartiest, partiest ponies in all of Equestria, and her baking was top notch. It was decided that she would inherit the shop- which was a relief to the twins, and in turn everyone else in Ponyville.
Still, something wasn't quite right, Pumpkin realized. Ever since she and her brother had gone to school, it had felt like there was an invisible wall between them and the other young ponies. Not until they were a bit older would they realize what that wall was.