It was Saturday and Peppermint Twist planned to spend it in doing absolutely nothing of any significance. A day of relaxing was best started with a late morning spent lounging in bed. Twist stretched luxuriously under her quilt and enjoyed the feeling of not having her glasses perched on her nose. She couldn't see much beyond blurs of color, but that just made it easier to doze off again.
An hour or so later, Twist woke up again. She stretched and sighed. She didn't feel like going to sleep again, but she didn't feel like leaving her cozy bed yet either. She reached for her glasses and the book she had been reading the night before. It was one of her favorites - Sharp Eye and the Candy Factory Mystery. It was about a filly who solved a mystery in an abandoned candy factory. There were dozens of Sharp Eye mysteries, but this was the one Twist loved best. She had already read it eight times.
Snuggled under her soft quilt of peppermint striped fabric, Twist opened the book to dive into the story again. She heard a knocking on the front door downstairs, though. Listening, she heard her mother answer the door. She could hear voices, but she couldn't make out what they were saying or who the pony at the door might be. Curious, she climbed out of bed and went out to the landing at the top of the stairs. At the door was Twist's Uncle, Carrot Cake.
"Hey, Twist!" he called up when he spotted her. "We're shorthanded at Sugarcube Corners today and wondered if you'd like to come over and help us out."
"I'd love to!" Twist replied, running eagerly down the stairs. "Thank you, Uncle Carrot!"
"Don't thank me yet," he laughed. "Mrs. Cake plans to keep you busy in the kitchen all day."
Twist grinned and followed her Uncle back to his shop, excited for the chance to spend the day making treats in the bakery's fantastic kitchen.