An Alicorn With A Dream

~Carmella's POV~

Tiredly, I walked over to my door. "Who is it?" I flung open my door to see a pink pony standing at my door with a light pink wagon with balloons on it. She was trotting, or rather bounding around in circles and I caught a glimpse of her flank. The balloons on her cart strongly resembled her Cutie Mark. "Are you alright, Ms... Um... Are you alright?" The pink pony with he mane in the style of cotton candy stopped mid-bound and looked a tad confused for a moment before flashing a bright smile and introducing herself. "I'm Pinkie Pie, and I've got a message for you!" "Well, what is it?" She cleared her throat and began singing. "Welcome, welcome, welcome, a fine welcome to you! Welcome, welcome, welcome, I say how do you do?" She then proceeded to blaring a trumpet in my ears, then pranced around banging a drum. "Welcome, welcome, welcome, I say hip-hip hooray! Welcome, welcome, welcome to Ponyville today!" She concluded her song by sliding on her hind legs and raising her forelegs into the air. She sprang back up on all fours. "Wait for it..." "Wait for what?" Her wagon then spat confetti out the oven and cake batter out the confetti blower.

I laughed a bit at the joyful display. "This cake batter's pretty good." I complimented, licking the sprinkle-filled batter off my hoof. "I know, right?" Pinkie Pie giggled. "Well, this certainly was a sweet welcome. I appreciate it, Pinkie Pie! Oh my, you're all sticky, care to come in and clean up?" "Thanks, but I've got this one." She then licked all the the batter off of herself. I laughed and stepped outside my house and cleaned myself off with the water hose.

"Yeesh this stuff's smell lingers!" "I know! It makes you smell like cake frosting all week! Isn't that neat?" Pinkie queried, looking at me with her big blue eyes. "I do say, it's quite pleasant." "Honk!" Pinkie Pie joked, bopping me on the nose with her hoof. "You're such a weirdo, Pinkie. But I mean that in a good sense." I said. "Oh, I almost forgot. What's your name?" "I'm Carmella. I'm from Fillydelphia, but I moved to Manehattan and lived there for a year. I moved to my final, and permanent destination of Ponyville three days ago." I stated proudly.

"Gee wilikers, that's a lot of purple in there!" Pinkie said, trotting inside this tired Alicorn's home. "Uh, Pinkie?" "Yes, Carmella?" Pinkie responded, turning on the TV. "Do you mind coming back later? I'm still pretty tired from unpacking." Pinkie gave her smile and an "Okey Dokey Lokey!" and bounded away, out of my house, and back through Ponyville.

"How interesting, that Pinkie Pie is..." I thought aloud, my magic snatching my journal and inspirinational guide off of the polished chrome bookcase beside the dark wire model of the Eiffle tower mounted on my wall.