"Butter!" the crying yellow pegasus heard.

"Butter, where are ya?"

Please don't find me... Butter covered his face and hoped that they wouldn't see him crying behind a bush. However, his hopes were diminished as he heard hoofsteps coming his way.

"Butter? Are you okay, darling?" he heard Rarity say.

Butter looked up and saw that the five looking at him. He noticed that they were all concerned, especially Pinkie. Her mane was straightened and no longer curly and poofy like it was before.

"Butter, are you crying? Please don't cry!" the worried pink mare pleaded.

Butter just stood silent and wiped his eyes. He sniffed and shook his head slowly.

"I'm...fat."

The two mares flinched at his statement.

"Oh, darling, you're not fat!"

"Y-Yeah!" Pinkie added. "You're just a bit chubby!"

Butter cringed at Pinkie's comment and curled back into a ball, hiding his tears. Pinkie quickly tried to correct herself. "Oh! I mean, you're not chubby either! You're really thin! Like a twig!" Butter ignored Pinkie's half-baked comment and continued to sob to himself.

"Just...leave me alone!" Butter cried. He covered his face with his hooves and started to whimper in them. He heard the sound of hoofsteps once more, only this time they started getting quieter. Butter thought they had left for good until he heard the sound of somepony sitting down next to him. He moved his hooves down a bit to see who it was. Surprisingly, it was Scootaloo.

"Butter? Can we talk for a sec?" she asked.

Butter sniffed a bit and looked up at her. He answered with a small nod.

Scootaloo sighed. "I understand how it feels to be...well...bullied."

Butter's ear twitched. He looked over at Scootaloo as she continued.

"Before I moved to Ponyville about two years ago, I used to go to school at Manehattan. I got made fun of constantly because I didn't know how to fly. I was the only pegasus in the class because all the others went to the schools up in Cloudsdale. The others called me 'dodo' and 'chicken' and other ridiculous names."

Butter sniffed and dried his eyes a bit. "Th-That's st-stupid. Wh-Why would they m-make fun of you for that?" he tried to let out, still whimpering a bit.

She shrugged. "Maybe to feel better about themselves. Maybe because everypony else is doing it and they want to look 'cool.' I don't really know.

"But the point I'm really trying to make is, just because you have one minor flaw, your weight for example..." Butter flinched at the mention of his mass. "...Doesn't mean that you don't have other, better characteristics."

"Character-what?" Butter asked, never hearing that word used before.

"Characteristics. My mom taught me that word one day when I came home from crying from school. It basically means your talents and flaws that make you who you are. Like, you may be like Rarity and Pinkie said, 'heavyset.' But that doesn't change the fact that you're a wonderful baker who can solve problems most ponies would find impossible. I mean, come on! You made cupcakes out of ice pops for Celestia's sake! THAT takes talent!"

Butter wiped his eyes and sniffed once more.

"Plus, if you're a bit uncomfortable with your weight, Sweetie, Applebloom, and I can try to help you lose weight, you know."

Butter's ears perked a bit at Scootaloo's offer. "You'd...do that for me?"

"Of course we would! We ARE still friends. And besides, I don't think we've tried getting a fitness trainer cutie mark yet."

Butter rolled his eyes at Scootaloo's silly attempt in another crusade. But she was right, just because he was fat doesn't mean that he couldn't do something about it. Slowly, Butter nodded. "Okay, I guess you could try."

"That's the spirit!" Scootaloo exclaimed. "Now, we should probably find the others."

"G-Good idea."

Butter and Scootaloo started walking together back to Sugarcube Corner as Butter started to get lost in his thoughts again. So, rundown of my first day. I get my cutie mark in baking, I made three rather weird friends, and I found out I'm fat after several years of thinking I was big boned. What else can this glorious day bri- "AIYEEE!" Butter's mind was halted again as he felt something jab his side, making his body spasm the opposite direction. He looked over at the direction of the poke and saw Scootaloo trying really hard not to laugh.

"D-Did you just...pfft...squeal?" she asked.

Butter couldn't help but blush and quickly retorted, "N-No! I ju-EEEEEEHEEHEE!" Butter's fake excuse quickly shifted into uncontrollable giggles as Scootaloo started digging into his side, tickling him brutally. Butter flopped on his back and tried to kick Scootaloo away. "ST-STAHAHAP!"

"Nope! You need to smile more!"

Butter continued to uncontrollably giggle as he suddenly felt a new pair of hooves tickle his belly quickly. His squeals grew louder as he heard Pinkie's voice, "Gitchy gitchy goo, cutie!"

"SH-SHUDDAHAHAHAHP!" he whined, still laughing. Suddenly, the tickling stopped. "O-Oh...th-thank Celesti-EEEEEEEEHEEE!" He was interrupted as he felt Pinkie blow a strong raspberry on his belly, causing him to snort and giggle again loudly.

Pinkie stopped her attacks and held Butter tight. "Aww! You're just so adorable!"

Butter pouted again. "N-No I'm not!"

"Don't deny your cuteness!" She started nuzzling his cheek with hers, making Butter blush even deeper.

"P-Put me down!" he whined.

"You need to say the magic word!"

Butter sighed at the clichéd saying. "Please."

"I was looking for 'abracadabra', but I guess that will work too..." Pinkie set down Butter gently as she smiled innocently as if she didn't just embarrass the stuffing out of the poor colt.

Butter groaned and asked, "Are the others at Sugarcube Corner then?"

Pinkie nodded. "Mhm! They were really worried for you!"

Butter sighed. He didn't want them to be worried about him, so he said, "Well, let's go see them then."

"Okie dokie lokie!" Pinkie giggled. Butter rolled his eyes but smiled at Pinkie's goofiness.

Well, at least she's feeling better.

~~~

Ugh... Butter groaned in his head. Immediately when the group of ponies entered Sugarcube Corner, Butter was suddenly grabbed in a tight cuddle with his mother.

"Don't ever...EVER go out on your own without telling me first!" Butter's mom pleaded.

Butter blushed at his mom's overprotectiveness. "M-Moooom...I didn't go alone! I was with Applebloom, Scootaloo and-"

"I don't care if you were watched by Bat-Mare!" she interrupted him, putting the severity of the matter into terms her son could understand. Usually bringing superheroes into the conversation gets Butter to listen more. "You don't go anywhere without telling me first!"

Butter let out a long groan. "Fine, mom."

His mom returned the groan as she started running her hoof through his mane. "What am I going to do with you..." she sighed.

"Not embarrass me in front of everypony?" he asked.

Butter's mom stopped petting him and let him down gently. She forgot that his new friends were right in front of them. Butter didn't, according to the reddened glow in his cheeks. "Sorry about that, sweetums."

Realizing Butter's blush was growing by the minute, Scootaloo tried to change the subject. "So...Mrs. Ball...?"

"Oh, honey, Mrs. Ball is my mother-in-law's name. Feel free to call me Mrs. Cream!" she said cheerfully. She was just as happy and enthusiastic as Pinkie. With an eighth of the caffeine intake.

"Mrs. Cream? So what's yer first name?" asked Appebloom.

"Margarine, but my adult friends call me Marge."

"Well, Margarine," Rarity said, "I really do quite fancy your name!"

"Why, thank you," she giggled. "But do please, call me Marge!"

"Oh tut tut! A civilized mare like you deserves a better name than-"

"Seriously." Butter's mom suddenly got serious as her eyes narrowed in intimidation. "Call. Me. Marge." Rarity stopped smiling and looked at her with a mix of slight fear and confusion. "...Pfft..." Butter's mother's pressurizing glare soon changed into giggling. "I-I'm just messing with ya!"

She snorted softly as Pinkie joined into the laughter. "Sh-She got you good, Rarity!"

Rarity let out a fake chuckle. "Y-Yeah right...heh...you really got me!" She looked to Butter, hoping to see if he could explain what just happened.

Butter just shrugged. "I still don't get her sense of humor."

Marge's laugh soon subsided after a minute and she calmly collected herself. "W-Well, we better get back home, Butter. Your dad's going to be back home from work any minute now."

"Oh, alri-"

"WAIT!" Scootaloo yelled. Butter and Marge moved back away from them a bit, obviously being startled from the loud outburst. Scootaloo blushed at her sudden scream and pleaded in a quieter voice, "Can we come with you?"

"Oh uh...why?" Butter asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, why?" repeated Applebloom.

"Because...um...we...need to get to know Butter more! I mean, we haven't even seen your dad yet!"

"Well, she's got a point, Applebloom," agreed Sweetie. "I mean, if that's okay with your mom, Butter."

"Oh, that's no trouble with me!" smiled the smiling mare with a smile.

"Y-Yeah...me neither," Butter said. Weird question. Then again, I guess I should get to know the three better as well.

"If you three are staying at somepony else's house then I'll tell your guardians where you are," Rarity added generously.

"NOT IF I TELL THEM FIRST!" Pinkie suddenly shouted out in a competitive manner.

"Pinkie, this isn't a competit-"

Too late. Pinkie already bolted out of the store, leaving a mare-shaped dust cloud from where she went. Rarity looked at the now-open doors and sighed softly, rubbing her temples. "Sweetie Belle, big sis is going to take a beauty rest. Pl-Please be quiet when you come home."

"Can do!" yelled Sweetie in a high pitched squeaking sound.

Rarity cringed and rubbed her temples harder. "Not helping, deary..."

"Oh...uh...sorry!" she said in a quieter voice.

Marge noticed Rarity's headache and quickly told the foals, "Alright, let's leave poor Rarity alone now. She's had enough for one day!" The foals nodded as Marge led them outside towards Butter's house.

~~~

"Well...it's...okay."

"It's nice an' all..."

"White...really is my favorite color!"

The Crusaders were struggling really hard to come up with a compliment to describe the interior of Butter's extremely boring residence. They all looked at Butter and gave him an awkward smile before Butter shook his head.

"I know it's dull, guys. Don't act like it's a mansion or anything."

Marge giggled at Butter's comment. "That's why next week we're going to be doing some serious renovations! This house is going to get a full makeover!"

Butter shuddered at the thought. Manual labor was his arch-nemesis next to broccoli and being tickled. However, before the task of giving the house a complete overhaul could be discussed further, the door opened and a masculine voice could be heard.

"Honey, I brought home some brownies like you wanted!"

The group of ponies looked towards the main entrance. The Crusaders did a double take when they saw a big, muscular, and rather handsome yellow pegasus enter the room.

"Oh, hey dad!" greeted Butter.

The Crusaders did another double take. "DAD?!" they shouted together in surprise.

Butter's supposed father looked towards the little fillies. "Are these your classmates, Butter?"

The three fillies stood silent in shock when he saw the burly stallion in front of him. Butter looked towards them and stifled his laughter. Oh my Celestia, the look on their faces!

"Are you three alright?" Butter's dad asked in a bit of concern.

The three shook their heads simultaneously and looked back up at him.

"Fine!"

"Ah'm fine!"

"FIIIINE!"

The whole group was now directed towards Sweetie Belle. Did she...just squeal? Sweetie blushed a bit and coughed nervously.

"I-I'mfineMister...Butterball'sdad...s-sir..."

Butter's mom looked concerned for the wee unicorn. "Oh no...Corny, I think you scared the poor thing."

Butter's dad's ears flattened a bit. "Oh my, um...d-don't be scared! I'm not gonna hurt-"

"YOU'RE HOT!" Sweetie suddenly squeaked. She hid her face in her hooves as her face blushed an impossibly deep shape of red.

Aaaand now it's awkward.

Author's Note

I wish I could take it all back. I honestly do. I honestly do wish I could take it all back.

This was supposed to be the last chapter but I got busy with tests and school and whatnot. I don't want to say that the chapter AFTER this is the last chapter, because I can't promise anything. Let's just say that we are on the homestretch of this story and that the ending is in the foreseeable future.

Okay? Okay.

(also I forgot to mention that Butter's mom is an earth pony so yeah sorry for that too)

((also sorry for playing tf2 instead of working))