Maud's Surprise

Pinkie Pie jumped up from the hard wooden bench upon which she sat when the loud metallic screech of the train’s breaks filled her ears as it came to a halt before her. She then rushed forward as the conductor, dressed in a sleek blue, golden trimmed suit and hat, opened the door of the central cart. A cloud of smoke hissed from the engine’s exhaust pipe and briefly blocked the warm rays of sunshine, before spreading out into the blue expanse above.

Her jumps were filled with joy as she attempted to spot the familiar figure of her sister within the multicolored crowd. Ponies of all sizes, shapes, and varieties passed by her, suitcases or bags of luggage clutched tightly in their hands. The colorful flood of ponies eventually turned into a trickle. Under normal circumstances, Pinkie would be disheartened and even anxious that the pony whom she intended to greet may have missed the train, and believe she’d have to wait many hours longer before their arrival. Because it was her sister, Maud, though, she wasn’t worried even the slightest bit.

Her sibling was, of course, the last pony to exit the train, taking a slow and very methodical step out onto the wooden boarding of the station platform. The tough, fabric handles of a simple black bag were clutched in her hand, and an equally simple black backpack was slung over her shoulders.

“Maud!” Pinkie burst out in delight as she pounced forward and wrapped her arms tightly around the mare’s waist. The victim of the overwhelmingly loving attack had no intention of recoiling though, and didn’t even move a muscle.

“Pinkie, it’s good to see you again,” Maud said with a miniscule smile, not detectable to those without a trained eye for such things like Pinkie had.

“You too! I know it hasn’t really been too long, but it feels like forever ago since I last saw you.”

“I missed you too. The research trip was interesting, but I never stopped thinking of you.”

“Aww! You’re such a sweetie sweet sweetie, Maud!” Pinkie exclaimed with a gleaming grin and squeezed her sister tightly, causing both of their rather plump breasts to push against each other. Having amply sized breasts was a trait which seemed to run through the Pie family. Pinkie’s and her sister’s large chests all developed soon after hitting puberty, and her mother had sported such big cushions for as long any of them could remember.

“You look nice today,” Maud stated, gazing down at Pinkie’s tight yellow t-shirt, which made her breasts look even perkier than usual.

“Yeah, don’t you just love it?” the bubbly mare responded with a giggle and pointed a finger at the jovial looking cupcake character in its center. “It’s just so cute, right?”

Maud responded with a familiar and seemingly blank face which Pinkie knew all too well. She then gave a slow blink of her turquoise eyes as if to agree and allow her sister to continue. “Oh, and what about my new skirt? Do you like it, huh, huh, huh?” she questioned, grasping her hands at the multilayered edges of the blue, slightly tutu-esque article of clothing, and pulling it away from her thighs. “Poooofy!” she sang out.

Maud’s agreement was surprisingly much more noticeable the second time around as she gave the slightest of nods. “It looks good on you…”

“Gee, thanks, Maudy,” Pinkie said, fluttering her long eyelashes in an obviously failed attempt to look bashful. “Oh, and you look cute too!” she then burst out as if the idea had just happened to cross her mind.

The pink pony nodded her head vigorously as she gazed up and down her sister’s body from head to toe. As always, she wore her very simple but fitted blue dress along with a thick, black belt strapped around her waist. Her feet and calves were covered with a pair of matching black combat boots, which size seemed somewhat disproportionate compared to her slim frame. Pinkie always thought the mare’s style looked great on her because it matched her natural appearance and personality almost perfectly.

“Thank you,” Maud replied, readjusting a growingly uncomfortable strap of her backpack before moving her bag over to the opposite hand.

“Oh, we should probably get back home so you can unpack, huh?” Pinkie asked almost worriedly, realizing she had been forcing her sister to stand before her with the heavy weights for Celestia knows how long. “Want me to help carry?”

“I’ll be fine,” Maud said, brushing away Pinkie’s hand as she reached for the bag.

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

“Super duper sure…?”

“Yes.”

With that Pinkie let out a joyous giggle and expelled an, “Okie dokie lokie!” before she turned and bounced enthusiastically towards home. These skips were rather slow compared to those of which she’d normally preform, due to the fact of her sister’s much more methodical walking technique. This made it look as if they were bounding leaps rather than small, quick hops.

“I really don’t get why you want to hold off your welcome back, slash, end of your rock research trip party until tomorrow,” Pinkie said after a few moments of silence in an attempt to start up a conversation, or perhaps just to let a few words expel from her mouth. She never was good with being quiet. “I mean, you just got back from your trip, so why not celebrate your getting back from your trip right after you getting back from your trip? Did you just know you were gonna to be tired or something?”

“I’m not tired,” Maud said, her eyes locked on the heavily trodden path ahead of them.

Pinkie’s giddy grin quickly transformed into a miserable frown as a sudden thought made its way into her mind. “Do you not wanna see my friends?” she asked, nervously clasping her hands together.

“It’s not that, Pinkie,” Maud explained comfortingly as she turned to face the worried mare, although the statement would have seemed emotionless to anyone other than her sister.

“Then why, silly filly?” Pinkie asked, her excitable cheer returning.

“Because I want to spend some personal time with my sister,” Maud explained, the slightest of smiles once again returning to her face as she turned back to the road ahead.

“Aww!” Pinkie burst out with emotion, her eyes growing wide and tearful. “I’d love spending some personal time with you! I wouldn’t trade that for a party…anything actually.” She then skipped quick, energetic circles around her sister, but the action came a sudden halt as she let out a loud gasp. “I almost forgot!”

Maud paused mid-step and turned her blank looking gaze towards the mare in what could be assumed to be curiosity, although her face was as stoic and un-telling as ever. Pinkie suddenly thrust her hand down into the tight crevice between her two breasts and explored a moment before pulling out exactly what she was searching for, a rock candy necklace. “Now, I know you couldn’t make me one on your trip, but I just had to do it for you. It’s tradition after all, right?” She grabbed onto her sister’s hand and placed the delicious looking jewelry in her palm.

“Pinkie, those aren’t for storage,” Maud said, pointing to her sister’s perfectly rounded, pink pillows. This caused the mare to bow her head shamefully and look down at her dust caked, canvas sneakers. “I also have to return the favor now, you know?”

Pinkie quickly lifted her head along with a finger as if to say ‘hold on,’ and used her other hand to once again dive down into her cleavage. After a moment, a sparkling grin appeared on her face as she pulled out another necklace. “I knew you were gonna say that, so here!” she thrust the necklace forward and placed it in Maud’s still outstretched hand which contained the other. “Now you give me one back.”

“It doesn’t work that way,” Maud explained with the slightest shake of her head, causing her silky purple mane to wave to and fro.

“Yes it du-huhs,” Pinkie sang out ecstatically. Knowing that any form of argument with her sister was fruitless, Maud gently handed over one of the necklaces. “Wow, thanks, Maud!” Pinkie exclaimed with a giggle; and went about pushing the thread loop over the thick, cotton candy curls of her mane and down to her neck.

Maud went about retrieving the wooden box which contained all of her rock candy necklaces as they continued; and then placed the newly created jewelry in its home with the others. “Thank you, Pinkie, that was very sweet,” she said as she latched the box closed and let it fall gently back into her bag.

“Not as sweet as the candy!” Pinkie burst out before bringing a blue piece up to her mouth and mercilessly shattering between her bright white teeth. For eating the multitudes of sweets that she did, her teeth seemed almost too perfect. “So did ya wanna do something specifically specific for our personal sister on sister time or what?” she asked before crunching down upon another piece of the pure sugary goodness.

“I actually wanted to discuss that with you,” Maud said in response.

“Yeah, have an idea?” Pinkie asked, her excitement noticeably welling up in her throat as she spoke.

Her sister responded with a slight nod. “I do.”

“Well…what is it?” the giddy mare then asked, her body shaking anxiously until she finally sprang upwards in the form of a jump.

“I’d rather discuss it after we get to your house.”

Pinkie paused to ponder the statement for a moment. Her head tilted back and forth as odd looks of concentration continuously formed and reformed upon her face. She then lightly tapped a finger against her chin. “Oh, oh, oh!” she gasped. “Is it a surprise or a secret or something?”

“Yes, I guess you could consider it that,” Maud explained monotonously.

“Maud surprising me?” Pinkie asked with a sheepish grin. “Oh, I can’t wait!”

“Me either, Pinkie, me either,” her sister said, void of any emotion which caused it to seem as if she could, in fact, wait.

Pinkie’s grin somehow grew even wider as she wrapped her hand tightly around Maud’s small wrist. Her sister then gave a nod as if to agree to what the mare was going to do next. The cheerful pony let out a soft giggle and forcefully pulled her sibling along. This caused Maud to walk at a much quicker pace; and turned her normally meticulous and coordinated gait into a stumbling half-jog.

Surprisingly enough, Pinkie was silent for the rest of the trip, her concentration entirely focused on getting her sister home to hear all about the ‘surprise’ and wondering what exactly it was going to be. This allowed Maud to modestly enjoy the peaceful scene around her as her feet clattered along the dry earth beneath them. The distant chirps of birds and the chattering of ponies filled her ears as she gazed down at the small bits of rock which were scattered across the path. Sedimentary, she noted. Very usual for gravel. As she continued to admire the variety of sedimentary rocks which passed beneath her feet, the intense rays of the sun beat down upon her neck, thoroughly warming her entire body.