The Power of a Little Kindness

A/N: This is a weaker chapter. My mindset was not into it as I was writing this. Just stick with me, I'll be back in the loop soon enough.

“SURPRISE!”

When I walked into Sugar Cube Corner, I was greeted by a wave of ponies greeting me. Now, I’m normally pretty lax, but seeing fifty plus ponies you don’t know yelling ‘Surprise!’ at you,  you’d jump as well.

“Holy Jesus  on a jetpack!” I yelled, jumping back, flying four feet in the air, hitting my head on the ceiling. Sugarcube Corner’s ceiling, being painted to look like graham crackers.

“Oww…” I muttered, after falling unceremoniously to the floor. “And this is why I hate surprises.”

Dash, who had seen the whole ordeal, started cracking up, saying “Wow, Chris, even Twilight didn’t hit her head on the ceiling.”

“Shut. Up. Dash.” I said, visibly annoyed.

“So were you surprised? Huh? Were you? Were you? Were you?” Pinkie jumped at me and asked, while bouncing like a madmare.

“Well, I jumped back, flew up four feet, and smashed my head on some sheetrock. I’m say that I was thoroughly surprised.”

“Yay! So would you like a cupcake? It even says ‘Welcome to Ponyville’ on it!”

She shoved a chocolate cupcake in my face, with red icing. The resemblance to my color scheme was uncanny.

“Sure, why not?” I took the cupcake for her and downed it in a few seconds. Only then did I realize that would be a mistake.

“Pinkie?”

“Yeah?” she asked, bouncing around,

“What did you put in the cupcakes?”

“Oh you know, silly filly, some flour, eggs, cocoa, icing, hot sauce, mil—,” She started

“Did you just say hot sauce??” I asked, my features becoming more flustered by the second. I have a very low spice resistance.

“Of course, silly! Twilight poured a bottle of hot sauce into her punch at her welcome party too!”

I looked at her. “Well, I did, but I didn’t know it was hot sauce. I thought it was something else… At least your mane didn’t light on fire.” She said.

“Your mane did what now?”

“Don’t question Pinkie Pie. You’ll drive yourself crazy.” She said.

“I’m not that crazy, girls. I can be though! Just wait’ll I find the Cakes’ coffee machine!”

“NO!” Twilight and Dash screamed. It was going to be a long night…

---~Later, At the Party~---

I was sitting down, at a random table. Across and three seats to the right was a cross eyed grey Pegasus with a blonde mane, and with her was a filly that looked like her daughter.

“Come on mommy,” Suspicions confirmed, “you promised you’d give me some of the muffin this time!” The filly exclaimed, looking with puppy eyes at the mother,

“Okay, Dinky, here you go.” As she was handing the muffin over, it crumbled into crumbs and fell on the floor. “I just don’t know what went wrong!” The mother shouted.

“That’s Ditzy Doo, the town’s mailmare.” I heard a voice behind me say, “And that’s her daughter, Dinky.

When I turned around, I was face to face with Twilight.

“Oh, hey. Enjoying yourself?” I asked, putting my punch glass down, “Take a load off.” I gestured towards the seat next to me.

“Thanks,” She started. “Rarity wanted me to give this to you; she had to leave early to work on the suit for Fancypants.” She handed me a box, about the size of a cardboard shirt box.

“That’s understandable.” I said, “What is it?”

“No idea, she just handed it to me and left.” She said, “Open it up.”

Inside was a sage and maroon (Rarity’s question made sense now) scarf. It was made of wool or fleece, I don’t know. All I know was, it was itchy.

“Well, put it on.” Twilight urged. “I think you’d look good in a scarf.”

“Yeah but I hate accessories…”

“Too bad, if you won’t, I will.”

She took the scarf out of my hooves and wrapped it around my neck, tying it on the side.

“See? I told you. You look fine.” She said,

“Easy for you to say, I can’t see myself.” I said, smirking a bit.

“Well here.” She pulled up a glass and shined it. “Look now.” She said

“Oh wow, you were right,” I said, “I do look good.”

“Told you. But did you listen?”

“Tch, no. I never was a good listener.” I said, smirking again,

“Well that’s what happens when you do. You look good.”

“Thanks. At least now my neck won’t freeze outside. It’s gotta be what, in the thirties out there?”

“Actually, it’s thirty-seven outside.”

“Pardon me, Ms. Literal.”

She gave me a smug look.

Someone tapped my shoulder. I could see that it was a cyan hoof. I figured it may be Dash.

When I looked, I saw Dash. I was right. “Hey can I talk to you for a minute?”

“I don’t see why not.” We stepped outside, into the cold. I still had my scarf on.

“Uh… You never finished.” She said, looking at me intently

“Finished what?” I asked

“Telling me about that one story, My Little Dashie.”

“Oh yeah, I didn’t, did I?” I said “You want me to finish now, outside, in the snow, where according to Twilight it’s thirty-seven degrees out.”

“No, genius, I mean later, when we can talk.”

“Oh, well no crap. Can we go back in now?” I asked, I was starting to shiver.

“No, one more thing.” She started,

“Yeah what’s up?”

“Have you ever gone pranking?”

---~A Few Hours Later~---

“Wow, Dashie, you were right! The ponies walking around at night are always the best ones to prank!” Pinkie said, in her balloon, floating next to me and Dash,

“Hay yeah I was! And Chris,” She started to me,

“Yeah, whassup?”

“You still owe me two.”

“You’re cashing one in now?”

“Nope, both.”

“Oh man, this’ll be fun. What do you have in mind?” I asked, becoming wary,

“Lightning here is nonlethal, and it makes you glow a bit. For the first one, you’re gonna get struck by a bolt I send at you, and jump in front of…” She started, then looked around.  She spotted somepony. “Him.”

It was a brown Pegasus with beige hair, and a dumbbell cutie mark. He was walking along silently and alone. He’d be a great target.

“Got it. So you said it’s nonlethal, but you never said anything abou-”

As soon as I said that, I was struck with a bolt of lightning on my back. It felt like a regular static shock, but magnified about 1,000 times.

“Ow! Son of a BITCH that hurts! Why?!” I shouted.

“Keep it down, idiot, or he’ll hear you. And you owe me two, well one now, that’s why.”

“Yeah yeah, I’m going. Say anything in particular, or…”

“Nope, that’s it. You look like a miniature sun, by the way.”

I looked at my hoof, and it was true. I was about as bright as a light bulb.

“Well, let’s do this.” I flew down, still glowing. I got about ten feet above him. I shut my wings and fell. “Hi there how’s it going?!” I shouted as I landed, making him jump up and fly off somewhere screaming. When I got back up, Dash and Pinkie, as well as myself were cracking up.

“That was a riot! You are good at this, Chris.” Dash said, in between laughs, “Now for the second favor. I need you to hit ME with lightning so I can do the same thing.”

I stared at her blankly. “How?”  I asked, I had never received weather training.

“Just buck it like you would to get rid of it, just lightly.”

“Alright, here goes.” She flew under the cloud, getting ready. I hit it.

BA-KOOM

“Thanks. I’ll be back in a jiffy.” She flew off and out of sight.

“So Pinkie, how did y-“ A glowing mass appeared not six inches from my face.

“Hi there!”

“Dear God in heaven!” I fell the twenty feet to the ground, wings locking up.

“Why does bad shit always happen to me!” I asked no one in particular. Nothing was broken, thankfully, but I still ached.

“Oops! My bad!” Dash and Pinkie started laughing. “C’mon, I’ll help you back to the library.”

SUDDENLY, PLACEHOLDER TRANSITION!

When we got back, it was about 11 O’Clock. We had been pranking for three hours. Go figure.

“Well, I’ll see you later, guys. Ow.” I said, rubbing my legs.

“Yeah, see ya, Chris. We need to do this again  sometime. C’mon Pinks.”

“Coming Dashie! Bye Chris!”

A/N: Well I had this coming for a while. My mindset has been videogames videogames videogames, and not really writing. The One-Shot just came to me. You can watch this chapter be written here! It's just typing with music for a bunch of it, and it took one hour, so be prepared for a long video. And cursing.