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Of Donuts And Games:
"Another day, another satisfied costumer." With a giggle Ponyville's resident party enthusiast, and employee at Sugar Cube corner watched as the mint green mare walked out the door. Once the door closed with a audible *click* Pinkie Pie was able to let loose a sigh of relief. Though she greatly enjoyed her job, and the smile of her patrons, she was glad that the day was nearing an end.
"This Pinkie Pie is Pinkie pooped." Laughing at her own joke the pink pony hopped over to the store window eager to flip the open sign over to closed. She had just reached the window when she looked through the glass, and noticed a familiar figure heading it's way toward the building. Her tired expression quickly changed to one of excited anticipation, and in a flash she zipped back behind the counter, and pretended to act casual.
There was a ringing of bells as the door opened and in walked one of Pinkie's closest friends, and well known customers.
"Hey Pinkie got time for the usual?" Spike the not-so-baby dragon padded his way toward the counter, his emerald eyes shimmering, and his purple scales almost taking on a glossy appearance in the light of the room. It had been a few years now since Spike, and his sister figure Twilight the unicorn had become resident's of Ponyville, and during the time he had finally said farewell to the infant stage of his kins lifespan. He now stood just a few inches taller than the average pony when he walked on all fours ( something he was still getting used to since his forelimbs had gotten longer ) and stood a head and a half taller when he was just standing on just his hind feet. His face had sprouted a snout, and the baby fat melted away to show a masculine jawline, his body now covered in slim sinewy muscles.
"Oh course I do Spiky, Pink always has time for her bestest dragon friend, and a couple of donuts." From seemingly out of nowhere the smiling pony whipped out a tray with a couple of donuts piled on top.
"Pretty sure I'm the only dragon your friends with Pinkie." Spike chuckled a bit, then using his tail to grab the top most donut on the pile he flicked it into the air, and caught it in his mouth with a *snap*. "Might need ya to keep em coming Pink, and with some extra sprinkles."
While Spike devoured the remaining donuts, Pink made her way into the kitchen to fetch another batch of the dragon's favored pastries. With a smirk on her face, and a roll of her eyes she quickly put two and two together pertaining to his request. The extra donuts meant he was having a bad day, and the sprinkles meant it probably had something to do with Rarity.
Just as Spike had finished the last surviving morsel on the tray, Pinkie returned with another batch these ones loaded with extra sprinkles as requested. Though just as he reached out for one, the pink pony slapped his hand away, and stared him down with her baby blue eyes.
"You know the rules Spiky, first tray is free now start talking."
At this Spike's overall presence seemed to darken, the shimmering in his eyes seemed to dull, and his scales lost their glossy appearance. Even the spines on his body looked as if they were drooping slightly, and he refused to meet her gaze. "..Well I tried talking to Rarity again today."
"Mmhmmm" Even though the tough front was necessary to keep him talking, Pinkie hated it when she saw her friends upset, especially Spike. Despite the fangs, scales, and green flames that he could breath Spike was pretty vulnerable emotionally.
"I told her how much I felt about her, and how I was willing to do anything to make her happy." Spike was now twisting his tail in his hands an old habit of his that only manifested during times of great discomfort. "She said that if I really wanted to make her happy then I'd be satisfied with us just being friends, and nothing more. Then she said it wasn't anything personal, but she just couldn't imagine me and her working as a couple."
Inwardly Pinkie sighed again, everyone knew about Spike's crush on the stunning unicorn, even Rarity herself. Despite what every pony had told him, and the clear as day hints that Rarity would drop time to time of her disinterest, Spike still followed her around like a lost puppy. As time passed Spike progressively started winding up at the Sugar Corner to drown his sorrows in sprinkled donuts, and Pinkie Pie's comforting words.
"Aww poor little Spikey wikey, let Pinkie hug you better." Before either one of them knew it, Pinkie Pie had thrown herself over the counter, and was hugging the now startled dragon.
Though stiffening at the unexpected affection, Spike's body began to relax into the warm embrace, despite the pink pony's unnatural strength, and the life crushing hug he was now trapped in.
"Thanks Pinkie, I guess I'm just finally realizing that no one is really gonna like me in that way. I feel like such an outsider sometimes being the only dragon in Ponyville and all. Sorry for always dragging my baggage in here when I visit, that's not fair too you." Spike felt her hug lessen, and he instantly missed the warmth that they shared as Pinkie detached, and made her way back behind the counter.
"Your welcome Spike, and don't be so down, everyone finds the special somepony in their lives." There was a tenderness in her voice as Pinkie spoke, and she nudged the tray of baked goods toward the dragon signaling he could eat more. "In fact I happen to know a pony who likes you a lot." The normally giddy, and outspoken mare suddenly seemed shy, and hesitant at the last sentence, she turned her eyes away from the dragon not wanting to reveal the emotions that threatened to show themselves on her face.
Not taking notice of the sudden change of demeanor Pinkie Pie was exhibiting, Spike stopped wolfing down donuts his interest now in the pony's words. "Really! Who?!"
Now it was Pinkie who felt self-conscious with the dragon's dazzling emerald stare focused so closely on her. She scuffed her front left hoof against the floor, and her pink poofy tail was twitching out of nervousness. "Uh....I made a Pinkie Pie promise not to tell."
"Awww! Cmon Pinkie you can tell me, I'll do anything." Pinkie couldn't help but inwardly giggle at the way he begged. Then the little gears in her head started to turn, and a very fun game started to form in her head. And Pinkamena Diane Pie absolutely adored games.
"Tell you what Spike lets play a game, I'll give you a hint, and you guess a pony. For every wrong answer you make you owe dearest Pinkie one favor, and for every hint I give you have to spend a couple hours helping me while I work." Spike almost took a involuntary step back as the shining sapphires in Pinkie's eyes gleamed with mischief, and were suddenly staring into his own.
"Uh..A..Alright bring it on."
"First hint is free, she's the funnest pony in all of Equestria." Not that Pinkie liked to toot her own horn, well actually she did in the case of the trumpet she kept under her bed for the odd occasion, but she was hard pressed to believe that anyone knew how to have a good time like she did.
"Ummmm is it Rainbow Dash?" Spike was slightly unsure on his answer, yes Rainbow Dash was fun, but he kinda figured she was playing for the other team the way she seemed to flirt with Applejack.
"No way hozay! Well that's one favor for me. Want another hinty winty?" Pinkie Pie was determined to milk this one for a while, the more time she got to hang out with Spike the better.
"Dang! Alright gimme another hint Pink."
"Okie dokie, she's the sweetest most caring pony around."
"That's easy, Fluttershy!" Spike was sure of himself this time, Fluttershy mothered animals for a living.
"Close but no cigar, want another hint?" Despite gaining another favor, the party loving pony was a bit taken back that Spike had said Fluttershy instead of her. "( Well she is the element of kindness so I can let it slide. )"
"Fine, hit me with another." Spike was surprised that he got the last one wrong, and now he was in the hole two favors, and two separate times of helping Pinkie with her work. But he had to admit he was certainly starting to enjoy the game despite his losing streak.
"Sweet, ok she loves chocolate rain." Though she enjoyed the idea of getting more favors out of the dragon Pinkie Pie wanted to get this over with now.
"Is it one of the Cutie Mark Crusaders?" Spike's first indication that he probably guessed wrong was the dreaded Pinkie Pie Glare he was suddenly receiving. "What?!"
"First of all nope, second that's like three guesses so you owe me three favors, third what kind of answer was that?" Pinkie Pie was starting to get agitated, was she going to have to draw a sign for him?
Spike rubbed his head sheepishly his last guess had been kinda flimsy, but he was honestly running out of good ideas. Seriously who liked chocolate rain besides....("Ohhhh!") With a grin Spike asked for one more hint.
"She's the best cupcake maker ever, and everyone loves her parties." There was no way he was going to get this wrong, she ought as well just come right out and tell him how she felt about him.
"Applejack?" Spike scarcely had time to laugh, before the outraged pony tackled him to the floor with an enraged growl. Her hooves angrily hitting his chest only making his laughter louder, and her frenzied biting though not really hurting him tickled him immensely. "Ok! Ok! Not funny! Hahahahaa"
During her assault it dawned on Pinkie Pie that Spike had just pulled one over on her, and being that she always loved a good joke she soon found herself laughing as well. Before long both the dragon, and the pony were rolling on the floor laughing till tear's were coming out. Once they were able to control their giggles Spike stood up and looked into Pinkie's eyes.
"So you really do like me? Even with me being a dragon and all?" The smile on the pony's face never left as she picked herself off the ground, and stared into Spike's eyes.
"Oh course I do silly, and that has nothing to do with you being a dragon or not." Suddenly Spike felt something soft pressing against his lips, and a great warm tingly feeling spread from his lips, to every tip of his body. Pinkie Pie felt a fluttering in her tummy when she felt Spike return the kiss, and for both of them it felt like it had been a eternity before they stopped to look back into each others eyes.
"...Wow." Spike was glad that he wasn't the only one blushing at the moment, the scales on his face turning an even deeper purple, while the mare's face turned scarlet red, and her eyes sparkled with happiness.
"We should do this again sometime."
Pinkie Pie nodded in agreement before her smile turned to a smirk of mischief. "Yepperoosky, maybe tomorrow when you're here helping me bake cupcakes for work. Oh and for my first favor you can clean up the kitchen for me tonight, I have a happy for getting together with a cute dragon party to plan."
And with that Pinkamena Diane Pie gave another kiss to the dumbfounded dragon's left cheek, and happily skipped off to bed. The overall euphoria from both kisses gradually started to fade, and the realization that he had been left behind to clean a very dirty kitchen struck him fully.
As Spike the dragon washed a few dirty baking trays in the sink, it dawned on him that this was perhaps a kind of punishment for the Applejack answer. Turning around and catching sight of the still waiting dirty dishes, and uneaten donuts waiting on the counter he decided that he would have preferred the continued beating she had given him just a few minutes before.
No one messes with The Pinkie Pie, not even her favorite dragon.
THE END!!!
