Of Parties and Laughter

by Steel Resolve

Rating: everyone
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Other, Pinkie Pie
Length: 1652

Short stories about Ponyville's premier party planner pony.

A look into the felt and streamers mind of a pink pony who loves parties.

Published 2012-02-20 08:54:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-04-16 10:37:49 UTC

A Party of Four

Pinkie Pie attended to last minute details, everything had to be just right. These were very important guests. Pinkie really wanted to show them a good time. The time had nearly come, she gave a last appraisal of the affair. Maybe one or two more shots from the party canon? At the appointed time of the invitation she looked up.

"Hello! I'm so glad you arrived, I've planned so many games for us! I just felt so bad when Twilight told me I had to make it up to you!" Pinkie's mane was flat and lifeless, however she had a hopeful smile on her face. She could do this. She would make it all better again.

"I never knew I was hurting anypony, Twilight told me I "desecrate all you stood for." I am so sorry, I want everypony to be my friend, I just never even realized what I was doing!"

She looked resolute, holding her head high in determination. There had been wrongs committed, and they would be attoned for. "That's no excuse though, when you hurt somepony you apologize! Then you try to make up for the hurt."

She gave a little pleading look to nopony in particular, hoping for understanding. Her eyes, normally joyful, had become teary. A hitch had developed in her voice as she explained herself. "You see I never really consider my actions, my mind just sort of leaps from here to there with no real regard for where it's been or going. Sometimes when you rush around you miss friends you could have right there! I never should have ignored any of you, you make everypony's life so wonderful and you never get any real credit for it."

She addressed her first guest. This was the one she had offended most often in her life. "I know I weird you out sometimes, I don't know how I do what I do, Twilight says it's impossible. I'm guessing you allow it somehow? You seem to really like me, even if I do avoid and ignore you all the time. You're a true friend, to keep being nice to me when I was not nice back! Thank you for that, I wouldn't know what to do if I couldn't be myself, and I don't know how I could be Pinkie if I couldn't be Pinkie."

She turned to the second guest. She was only vaguely familiar with the existence of this guest, but apparently she had been quite rude. "Twilight says everything I do is against you, I don't mean to oppose you, you seem nice. Twilight seems to be a friend of yours and I trust her, I want to be your friend too! I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings."

She turned to her last guest. Her mane flattened even more, and she wore a hang dog expression. This one... she felt so bad about hurting this guest. "She said she had no idea how my Pinkie sense didn't make you burst into flames too! I don't know how it works, I'm sorry if it upsets you! I don't mean to make anypony angry at me!"

Her mane re-inflated with an audible poof. "Anyway, I hope we can all be good friends now, I don't know how I do what I do, but I want to thank you all for allowing it, I love you all!"

She began pouring cups of punch, and set them in front of three empty chairs. Three place settings were on the table. In neat hoof-writing the names of her guests were written.

"Physics (Guest of honor)"

"Common Sense"

"Causality"

A calender could be seen on the wall. Red Ink marked a date for next Tuesday. "Party for the fourth wall, everypony on the internet invited!"

The Fourth Wall

Author's note: I guess I did sort of promise something more to this didn't I? Well, Pinkie accidentally the fourth wall all over the place a couple weeks back, so bad we missed an episode. So, yeah, here's the funeral. Enjoy.

"Dear friends, we are gathered here to mourn the death of the fourth wall."

Pinkie stood at a podium, overlooking her audience, which was comprised of a bucket of turnips, a bag of flour, a pile of rocks, a pile of lint, and for some reason, a smartypants doll. A pile of kindling and a box of matches were stacked near a wall. Three empty chairs had placards placed in them, marked respectively;

"Physics (Guest of honor)"

"Common Sense"

"Causality"

Pinkie looked very solemn, her mane was flat and tears were in her eyes. "The fourth wall was a good friend of mine, we had fun all the time, I would look at him and laugh. I think I heard him laugh back sometimes, it sounded like a bunch of ponies all at once. Sometimes I would stretch him out for a second to talk to the ponies I am pretty sure are watching. On the day of his scheduled party, I found I had apparently gone too far after making friends with Cranky a few weeks back. I dove into my own mind and pulled out a felt check mark. I pulled myself up from depression. I cloned myself and chased Cranky all over Equestria. Then, in a fit of happiness, I exploded when I finally made my friend. I think it was the explosion that did it, but it probably didn't help when I broke the closing credits by replacing them with that Cranky Doodle Donkey song. I'm pretty sure I gave the poor guy a heart attack."

"In accordance with his wishes, I am going to have him cremated."

With that Pinkie stood up, she gathered some kindling she had gathered, and set it up against the wall. She struck a match and set the wall ablaze. Soon a merry fire was going, and she was singing a rousing tune of "For he's a jolly good fellow." The Cakes rushed up the stairs with a fire extinguisher.

Mr. Cake looked at her sternly. "Pinkie Pie what have I said about matches in the house?"

"Never ever ever ever again Mr. Cake!" She said promptly.

"How many times have I told you this?"

"Forty two times!" She grinned.

"This time I need you to Pinkie Pie swear, no more matches okay?"

"Cross my heart and hope to fly stick a cupcake in my eye!"

"Okay then, we need you downstairs to watch the twins while we bake."

"Okie dokie lokie Mr. Cake!"

The Cakes walked back downstairs.

Mrs. Cake leaned in close to Mr. Cake. "Why does she seem to do this every week?"

Pinkie was gathering up her friends, sniffling. She glanced at the charred wall. Suddenly she smiled.

"Look everypony! It's back! We missed you! You know what this calls for? A PARTY!"

The power of D'awww

It was a fairly pleasant day in Canterlot. Of course, in Canterlot any day is pleasant so long as it does not involve a rampant chaos god, or a horde of changelings attacking.

So, it was with some surprise that the citizens regarded the giant yellow pegasus smashing her way through town. The robot leg smashed through the bank of Canterlot, which finally seemed to end the path of destruction.

From above, a booming yet soothing voice called down. "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry about that. Um... could somepony please gather all of the money for me?"

The bank employees stared up through the hole in the ceiling. Any inclination to panic was quelled by the soothing voice which assured them that the giant in question was in fact very sorry.

"Yes, of course! Please, don't be upset. We certainly hope our building didn't hurt your hoof." The bank president called up cheerfully.

"Oh, I'm fine, thank you." Flutterbot said softly, which meant only half the citizens of the city could hear her.

In due time Flutterbot lumbered away from the scene, her storage compartment full of funds graciously given to her by the citizens of Canterlot. Before she could take wing, a purple Alicorn flew in front of her.

Twilight regarded Flutterbot coolly. This is the last time, next time I'm just going to put her in the dungeon. For a whole week! "Pinkie Pie! What have I told you about weaponizing Fluttershy's cuteness?"

A panel opened, and Pinkie smiled warmly at her friend, then frowned slightly when Twilight did not smile back. "Awwww, but it's fun!"

"You take that money back this instant! And you apologize to the ponies whose buildings you smashed!" Twilight demanded.

"You're no fun anymore! I go to all this trouble to make a giant robot and all you wanna do is rain on my parade." Pinkie pouted at her purple princess paramour piteously.

The robot rumbled out Fluttershy's synthesized voice. "Um... could you two please stop fighting?"

Princess Sparkle looked down in surprise. "You took her brain again?"

"Um... well no. Pinkie asked me if she could borrow it. I told her to take care of it and return it when she was done with it."

Pinkie smiled triumphantly. "That's right, you said not to take it without asking again, so I asked her!"

"Did you at least remember to put her body on life support with a battery backup this time?"

Pinkie nodded vigorously. "She's in the lab in a tube full of suspension fluid. She's fine."

Twilight groaned, facehoofing. "Just... clean up this mess, dismantle the robot, and put Shy's brain back."

Pinkie saluted. "Okie dokie lokie!"

The Flutterbot began clearing the wreckage, apologizing profusely to the townsfolk below, who uniformly assured her it was quite all right.

Twilight nodded, satisfied. She began flying back to the castle to finish her tea. She stopped suddenly. "And return the money!"

"Awwww!"

Author's Note

You can blame Starfall for this.