Disclaimer: Do I even have to say it again? Seriously?
I had writers block, I am SO SORRY T^T.
Pinkie pie skipped through town to the clubhouse, getting her "Secret ingredient" from the fillies solution room. Of course, she lied to the Cakes, saying that she was going grocery shopping. Which Pinkie would have to do later to cover her tracks.
Pinkie had earbuds in, listening to one of her favorite songs to pass the time. Boulevard Of Broken Dreams by Green Day was blaring through her ears, and it described Pinkies life very well. No matter how many new friends Pinkie made, she was always alone. No one ever understood her, not even her own family. Her own flesh and blood never understood her, from the day Pinkie was born she was pretty much abandoned by her parents. She might as well have been, they were never there for Pinkie, nor had they even tried to have their own foals be happy about life or teach them what was right or wrong. Pinkie's hair drooped a little as she thought about this, then puffed up again as she thought about what she was doing today. I get to make cupcakes! all it took to get her out of a depression spell was the thought of yummy cupcakes. Pinkie skipped on, finally reaching the clubhouse and taking out her earbuds.
Pinkie hopped in, taking the tree slide and skipping over to the solution room. The others weren't there, so Pinkie just got her "Secret ingredient" and left joyfully. She also went shopping, buying several party decorations and baking supplies for the Cakes to use. Pinkie skipped into Sugar Cube, chirping a "Hello!" to the cakes and putting everything away.
Now it's time to make Cupcakes!
Yeah, I'm probably gonna get a lot of ragequits for this. This also relates to my own life a lot, so please don't flame it.