Pinkie and the Remote Control World

Before the Storm

By The Isapie

"Mama! Mama! Mama! OMG, take a look at what we found!" yelled Pinkie's triplet daughters in unison as they charged into Sugarcube Corner. They were adorable little things, with the same adorable mane shape as their mother. "Girls, don't be so silly. What have you got for me?" she giggled.

"We found a box of cupcakes in the grass!" piped Strawberry Pie, Pinkie's mini lookalike. "They're not from Sugarcube Corner!" gasped Pumpkin Pie, the pastry-coloured one. "Oh, and we each ate one because we found them!"added the last one, Lemon Pie, who sported pastel yellow everything. "Hmm... Let me see this box of cupcakes," said Pinkie playfully, while placing a moustache on her upper lip. "Hmm...It says something on here... Eat...Me...Luck...Happy again? Huzzah girls! We just found the way to everlasting good luck!" Yelled Pinkie, her moustache flying off. "YAY!" her daughters screamed in unison, pulling out three party cannons and blasting them.

Upstairs, Pinkie's husband, Free Wishes, heard all the commotion and paused to think about his beloved wide and daughters. They were the most beautiful things in the world, though they were a bit loud at times. Freedom, as he was known around Ponyville, stood up for pony rights, and needed his peace and quiet at times. However, he did enjoy having fun with the rest of his family when he actually had time for it. He loved them with all his heart, but he was writing a letter to Princess Luna to help the homeless and depressed ponies, since she was, for some time, depressed and homeless. Freedom heard a great shout of "YAY!" again and sighed. He smiled as he walked down the stairs to welcome his girls home.

Later that night, after Pinkie and Freedom had gotten the girls to sleep, they sat in their bedroom read books. They both found that this helped with their crazy schedules. "Oh, honey, wait, I forgot to get you one of the cupcakes that the girls found in the fields." said Pinkie, getting herself off the bed. She came back a moment later with two heart-shaped cupcakes for them to eat. They clinked their cupcakes together as if they were toasting to their health, and both swallowed their cupcakes whole, just like their daughters had done about six hours ago.

"G'night, Pinkie, m'dear."

"G'night, Freedom."