An Alicorn With A Dream

~Pinkie Pie's POV~

To celebrate the newcomer Carmella, I decided to throw a little party at her home to surprise her. It would be a Pie-Style Housewarming party! Although I never understood why they're called housewarming parties. Do we bring blankets? I'll bring some just in case. I laughed at my own little joke while I trotted to Rarity's boutique, my saddlebags jiggling a little. When I pushed the door open, the little silver bell in the doorframe made its little tinkling sound and Rarity came out of her workroom, bespectacled as usual.

"Howdy, Rarity!" "Pinkie Pie, thank goodness. Business has been awfully slow, I was hoping for a customer, and here you are! What can I get you?" "I need a super awesome fantastic dress for the newcomer to Ponyville!" "And who might that be? I may have seen them in Canterlot when I was away." "Nah, you don't know her. She's an ex-Manehattanite." "A M- Manehattanite? What's her style? What's she into? Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me!" Rarity blurted.

"I dunno." I said with a simple shrug. Rarity bit her lower lip and butted me out the store. "Well then find out, and don't come back until you do!" Rarity ordered. Understanding Rarity's nature, I just sprinted back over to Carmella's house to find a note on the door.

On my way to Carousel Boutique and peruse the town.

Need me? I'll be back soon!

~Carmella

I sighed. "I was just over there!" I said, sprinting back to the Boutique. Once again the bell tinkled upon my entrance. And there they were, Rarity and Carmella, talking over something. I tried to squeeze my way into the convo, but they were just immersed in their words. "It seems that I forgot my saddlebags when I moved. Could you make me some more, Rarity?" "For a Manehattanite, of course!" The white unicorn gave a little curtsey. Carmella laughed. "Did Pinkie Pie come over here earlier?"

"She most certainly did. Why do you ask?" "It's just that I told her I was an ex-Manehattanite and she got all excited. What I didn't tell her was that my parents are both from Canterlot." "C- Canterlot? I've always wanted to live there, and I temporarily did once." "When?" "I was working on an ensemble for a friend and needed some high-end material." "Ah, I see." "Back to the saddlebags, what color did you want them in?" "White with a grey laced border." "And your cutie mark as the design for the pouch fasteners, right?" Rarity asked, sketching the design on a sheet of parchment. "Of course. Eh- I would love that, but that might be an issue." Carmella said, dragging out the O in the beginning of her speech.

"Oh darling, please tell me that you're not serious." "I'm not." The Alicorn proved her little joke as a joke by exposing her flank from her thicket of a mane. "Isn't it charming? It symbolizes my multiple creative talents." It was a pink neon paint splattered bouquet with a quill and a scroll, silver and white flowers, blueprints, a cassette tape, and a sketchpad all jumbled together inside. I thought it was pretty awesome! "Alrighty then, I'll deliver your Saddlebags tomorrow afternoon." "Sounds great. Thanks a million, Rarity." The alicorn said, exiting the shop. I waited for the bell to ring, signaling the closing of the door before I spoke. "Hey Rarity, that's perfect timing!" Pinkie Pie said. "What is?" Rarity said, a bit startled by my sudden appearance. "The saddlebag delivery! Remember the dress I asked you for? It's a gift for Carmella's housewarming/welcome to Ponyville party!" "Oh dear, I forgot the dress. Considering the things I learned about her today, she's really into sparkly things like me. I'll create the best dress I possibly can... A dazzling red dress with silver and gold accents and matching golden shoes. Doesn't that sound spectacular?" "It does! Well, thanks for the dress and the shoes. I'll be by to pick them up tomorrow." I said gleefully. "Okay..." Rarity managed, her voice a bit tired from the anticipated workload.

Maybe I should offer to help her after I get the party supplies...

(At Sweet Apple Acres)

"Applejack!" I called in a sing-song voice. "Oh, Pinkie Pie. What brings you 'round these parts?" She said, crossing her forelegs. "Oh, I need a barrel of your finest spiced apple cider, and another barrel of the sweetest stuff you can get." "An' why's that?" AJ queried, tipping her hat. "I'm throwing a housewarming for a newcomer to Ponyville!" "Well that's just splendid, Pinkie Pie. Ah'll see what ah can do. " The southern mare complied with my request and headed off to get some buckets for the apples and got to bucking. "Cider request, ya'll!" Applejack called. "One last thing AJ." I said, zipping over to her side. "An' that is..." She said quizzically. "If you have any leftover Zap Apple Jam that would be great if you could get that out, too." "I'm a might sorry, Pinkie. We ain't got none." "Uh, yes we do." Applebloom said, pointing over to a table holding two serving trays of the rainbow spread. "Oh. Well then. Nevermind, Pinks." "Yay! How much?" "Four bits a tray." Applebloom suggested. "You got a deal!" I said, tossing the little filly eight bits and divvying the jars evenly before loading them into my saddlebags. "The party's tomorrow at noon. Hope you can make it!" I called, bounding out the gates of the charmingly quaint farm.