Chapter 12: Breakfast At Best Pony's

Immediately, Best Pony got to work. Her bio stated that she had lived at Sweet Apple Acres, so she thought she knew where everything was, as well as knowing family recipes. Of course, she did not. Looking around the kitchen, Best Pony found everything she thought she would need fairly quickly, and started preparing the morning meal. She began to hum a merry tune, eventually breaking into song as she had many times before.
“Good morning sun,
I see you're there!
The day is young,
Crisp morning air!
Breath it all in and you'll start to see,
that breakfast with Best Pony is the place to be!

So wake up! Stretch your legs!
It's time to make the best!
Add flour and eggs,
For your morning breakfast!
Boil water in a pot,
Things'll start to get hot,
Breath it in and you'll see,
this is the place to be!

A jug of milk,
that all looks good!
mix smooth as silk,
just like you should!
Add yeast to make it rise,
and before your very eyes,
a tasty meal,
It makes me squeal!

So wake up! Stretch your legs!
It's time to make the best!
Add flour and eggs,
For your morning breakfast!
Boil water in a pot,
Things'll start to get hot,
Breath it in and you'll see,
this is the place to be!

Vinegar, pepper, baking soda, salt,
spices, veggies,
Add all but the kitchen sink and savour...”
She thought for a moment.
“Ah, what the buck, it adds flavour!

So wake up! Stretch your legs!
It's time to make the best!
Add flour and eggs,
For your morning breakfast!
Boil water in a pot,
Things'll start to get hot,
Breath it in and you'll see,
this is the place to be!”

With that, Best Pony stepped back to adore her handiwork. She had taken everything in the kitchen, yes, even the sink, and managed to cook it into something. The room smelled like burning apples and vinegar. Not a single surface in the room was clear, not even the ceiling. No surface was safe from a sticky flour goo that acted like a glue to nearly anything that touched it. The floor was greased with spilled vegetable oil and butter. Best Pony would have noticed this if she hadn't been flying the entire time she had been 'cooking'.

Outside, Applejack was roused from her sleep by the smell of burning and vinegar. She quickly imagined the worst. “Is the house on fire?” Applejack looked over at the house, which was fine. “The barn?” No fire on it either. “Sweet Celestia! Not the orchard!” Applejack slowly turned her head to the acres and acres of apples. She let out a sigh of relief when no fire was present among the glistening, red apples. Her relief was short lived, however, as she found the source of the smell, tracking the sound of a certain pink Alicorn singing in the kitchen. Entering the house, Applejack immediately slipped on the floor and landed flat on her rear.

“Oh, cousin Applejack!” Best Pony giggled. “You just can't keep on your feet today, can you?”

“If the floor wasn't all slippery, I might be able to keep my balance.” Applejack got to her hooves, wobbling madly.

“I made breakfast!” Best Pony squealed as she pointed to plates of 'food' on the table.

“What're we eating?” Applejack asked, slowly making her way to the table, feeling less angry at Best Pony. After all, she had made breakfast. When she saw the spread of covered items on the table, she chuckled. “Everything but the kitchen sink, eh?”

“Nope.” Best Pony shook her head. “I made sure to add that too! It was in an old family recipe!”

Applejack nervously lifted some of the dish towels off of the various trays to reveal the food. What lay before her was what looked like glue and crushed apples. Revealing tray after tray yielded similar results. Everything looked like it had been fished out of a garbage can. It was all covered in various elements that on their own may have been good, but together they were revolting.

Applejack had had enough. “That's it!” She slipped on the floor and looked up at Best Pony. “Nopony can eat any of this! This isn't food, this is food poisoning waiting to happen. This is one thing you just can't do on your own!” Applejack got to her hooves and looked Best Pony in the eye. “You need to realize that you can't be good at everything. There are some things that you need help with. Cooking is one of them.”

Best Pony looked around the room at what she had done. “I... I don't know what to say...”

“Let me help you work this out, sugar cube.” Applejack smiled up to her. “What else is family for?”

Best Pony thought for a moment, and then looked down at her watch. “Oh, Sweet and Salty Celestia! I need to make sure everything is ready for the party today!” She looked around at the filthy room, panicked.

Applejack sighed. “I understand. You go on and get the party ready. I'll clean up this mess.”

“Thanks, cousin!” Best Pony gave Applejack a taste of the old back-shattering hug before flying excitedly from the house.

“Almost had it.” Applejack stomped. “She almost got it.” Applejack got to work. “I hope Twilight's plan works, otherwise, there's gonna be a whole town of angry ponies looking for a piece of Best Pony.”

Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo stood at the front of the room. It was filled with angry ponies looking for a piece of Best Pony. Scootaloo called for silence and turned the stage over to Rainbow Dash.

“Friends, Ponies, Country-folk, lend me your ears.” Rainbow began. “By now, you've noticed the latest problem in Ponyville, an OC going by the name of Best Pony. So far, she's managed to antagonize at least half of you, and thus believes that you are the kind of pony who hates her for no reason. The rest of you have grinned and taken it, and I think that took a lot of guts. But this has to stop. We need to convince her that she is not perfect. The question is, how?”

The room filled with murmurs from all of the grouchy ponies plotting and conversing with each other. Rainbow Dash raised a hoof for silence.

“A list.” Rainbow stated. “We need to make a list of all of the problems she has caused in pain-staking detail. Then, today at the party, we can give her the list, and she will finally see that she's not perfect.”

“What if she doesn't?” A random pony called out. “She is pretty thick.”

The comment roused a buzz from the crowd as Rainbow Dash thought of a way to counter that.

“We need to make sure she stays still so she has to listen to us.” Rainbow rubbed her chin. “What party games make you stay still?”

“Graveyard.” A bony pony with sunken eyes and a permanent frown shouted back. “Graveyard.”

The way the pony spoke made Rainbow Dash uneasy, but she did agree. “Okay then. Graveyard it is. Now we just need that list.”

"That list will be the last nail in the coffin." The bony pony stated.

"Okay." Rainbow Dash looked at him. "Now you're just trying to be creepy. Don't you have somewhere else you cn be creepy?"

"The amusement park doesn't open until noon." The pony moped.

Rainbow Dash sighed. "Fine. You can stay here. Just try to be a little less creepy, okay?"

"Your mortal rules do not bind me!" The pony hissed.

Rainbow face-hoofed, groaning loudly. "I thought this would be the easy part of the plan..."

Author's Note

As the party approaches, it seems everypony has a different idea of how to deal with Best Pony. Who will win in the end? I don't know... Let's find out!
-Cog out.