Pinkie's Cupcake

Chapters

Date me like a cupcake.
Worried about cupcakes.
Don't go cupcake. *Clop*
She clutched her chest and he left with a smile.

Date me like a cupcake.

Author's Note

The sequel to Kiss me Like a Cupcake and the start of a romance between James and Pinkie Pie. This is my first time attempting a true romance story vs. the one shot kinda thing. I'll try not to disappoint.

As always:
Terrible Grammar
Commas and Semi-colons are the devil
I am my own editor

With that, Enjoy!

Date me like a cupcake.

"Okay James, think. There has to be a way out of this, just tell her it was an experiment... or a mistake and..."

"A mistake huh? Tell that to the thing between your legs big guy. And besides, you know it wasn't. She knows it too."

"What?...One, why the hell does my inner monologue sound an awful lot like Rainbow Dash? And two, shut up! I can't help it if I have an honest body. And three... I hope she did feel it too... But who knows! This is her first time feeling anything like this, she may just be... overwhelmed."

"Honest body huh? Yeah, just keep telling yourself that. You can't hide anything from me. I saw how you practically melted when she called you Jamesy in that super sexy voice of hers."

"Okay fine. Yes, Pinkie Pie is... amazing, and that voice IS super sexy. But there is no way I will take advantage of her like this. Like I was saying, this is her first time having these feelings and doing anything more just feels... wrong. It's like doing stuff with a girl who is super drunk, ya know?"

"YOU won't take advantage of HER? Buddy, in a few seconds, you won't have a choice in the matter. Just look at that face. Shes ready to gobble you up." A voice sounding strangely like Applejack chimes in.

"Oh God, please don't say it like that, you're not helping." James groans out loud.

"Oh Jamesy, where we're going, we won't need any help."

She maneuvers around him and pounces, sending him sprawling to the couch. His measly defenses crumble under her seductive onslaught. Caught up in the feeling of her fur under his fingers and the hot breath on his neck, he forgets what his brain was trying to say and he loses himself in the moment. She desperately, hungrily tries to remove his shirt and pants at the same time, but only having one mouth she decides on the pajamas first. Much to her frustration, he still had those bucking undershorts on. "Why in Equestria did he need TWO layers of clothes?"

The look of desperate, sexual frustration on her face was almost too much for James to handle, so In an attempt to fuel the fire, and get a little revenge. He reaches up and grabs a handful of her mane, pulls her neck in close and bites. She quakes in his arms. Sweet Luna she was intoxicating. He moves up her neck, biting progressively harder. The last chomp was accompanied by a firm grab of her flank and the game was over. In one swift move, the earth pony rips his shirt from his torso and throws it on the floor. He is about to do the same with the boxers when that little Rainbow voice in his head says the worst possible thing... "Is this all she is to you?"

"No." James snaps out of the heaven he was in and back to the moral war being waged in his brain. He tries to make eye contact with the pink mare currently pinning him to the couch. Out of all the possible words, in the history of words, there is only three that Pinkie had on her face. "I want you." And God did she wear it well.

"Pinkie, Pinkie." James pleads, pulling his hands away, using them instead as barriers against his sexy opponent. "Let's just think about this. Oh sweet Celestia. I can't believe I'm talking a girl OUT of having sex with me. Look just let me explain okay?"

She answers by humming under her breath and nuzzling his open palms, but doesn't slow down.

"Please." He says with crushing apprehension in is voice.

This causes her to flinch. Even in her heighten state, the well being of her friend's happiness was still a top tier priority.

He reaches out for her cheeks, looks deep into those unbelievable blue eyes of hers and tries to explain.

"I can't even think right now..." He groans, taking a moment to gather himself before speaking.

Letting out a sigh, he continues. "When the whole world thought I was some kind of freak, you were there for me. When I was told that I could never go home again, you told me it was okay and held me as I cried. Without you Pinkie, I don't know where I'd be right now. Simply put, you are the single most amazing girl or mare I have ever known." This caused her to blush and giggle.

"But.." Her ears immediately flatten.

With a pout only Pinkie could pull off. "Do you not like me Jamesy? Did I do something wrong? Am I not pretty enough? I mean, I know Fluttershy and Rarity are super-duper pretty and I'll never mmmm."

That downward spiral is abruptly cut off by his lips coming into contact with hers. He reaches his hand back up to wipe a tear that was forming on the corner of her eye. "You are beautiful Pinkie Pie. Inside AND out." He says with a genuine smile. "Don't let anyone tell you other wise."

Without knowing her own strength, she quickly wraps her fore hooves around his neck, exciting a "Ooof." from the human. They lay there a moment holding one another. James rubbing her back and Pinkie nuzzling her head into his the crook of his neck.

"Thank you Jamesy." Pinkie says with a whisper.

"For what?"

"No pony has ever told me I'm beautiful before."

"Well... You are more than that to me and that's why I stopped. You are more than a good time, more than a pretty face... And more than a good rut."

With the last statement she pulls away to look him in his eyes. Oh how she loved them. Most ponies had bright and colorful eyes. His though, were darker, mysterious. He said they were just plain old brown but she didn't think there was anything plain about them. They had a softness behind them that told her he really meant what he was saying, even if she didn't quite get it.

"Pinkie." James continues, attempting to clarify after seeing her puzzled face. "I would feel like I was taking advantage of you; if we were to go through with this. You said you've never had feelings like this before and I don't want the first time you do something like this be because of that fact. I don't think my heart could take it either."

"What do you mean Jamesy?" She asks in bubbly confusion.

"If we were to... ya know, and you didn't feel anything else for me. Like... you were just scratching an itch. If the days went on just as they have been... It took something as crazy as this for me to work up the courage to say anything... Pinkie, I need more, I want more. If you don't feel the same then please, tell me now. I mean..." A hoof moves over his lips to cut him off.

"Okay." She nods.

"Okay?"

She clears her throat and takes his hand in her hooves. "James, would you like to go on a date with me?

Taken back for a moment, not just at the question but at how sincere Pinkie was. The fact that she understood his emotional ramblings and the sheer focus and determination behind those eyes. James puts a smile on his face worthy of the mare in front of him and gives his answer.

"Pinkamena Diane Pie, I would love to go on a date with you."

If it wasn't for the fact that James had been living here, he probably would have had a heart attack or admitted himself to the psych ward... or both. The air around Pinkie explodes with confetti and balloons, seemingly out of nowhere. The squee that erupted from her made him laugh out loud. Plus, the smile that had previously found its way to his face was starting to actually hurt, it had been up there so long. After the giggles and hugs had subsided, they were content just to lay there in each other's arms for the remainder of the evening before Pinkie broke the perfect silence with a yawn.

"You are super comfy and I would love to stay longer Jamesy, but I have to open Sugar Cube Corner early tomorrow. Being grown up is no fun sometimes... But don't you worry you handsome face about it. I will pick you up tomorrow around five... If, if that's not too soon..." She says, casting an adorable glance his way.

He laughs. "Pinkie, we could go out right now and it wouldn't be too soon. I'd be willing to spend every second I could with you before I'm forced to go to work too. Buuut, I'm still waiting to hear back from the Princess about putting my engineering experience to use... So, you have me all to yourself till then." He says, poking her playfully in the nose. She rubs it giggling.

Reluctantly, they both get up and make their way to the door. James drops to his knees so she wouldn't have to strain her neck to look at him.
"I hope you aren't too frustrated with me Pinkie... I mean, I..." He ties to finish but gets a lazy hoof chop to the forehead.

"Nope, I was ready to jump your bones, but you're right-a-roony. It's a big deal and no pony has ever made me feel this way before so we shouldn't rush anything. I really do want to get to know you and besides, we have nothing but time."

James had to suppress the urge to confess his undying love for her right there, after picking his jaw up off the floor that is. Just when he thought he had her pegged, she comes out of left field with a heap of wisdom. He knew there was more to her than being the number one party pony.

He shakes his head in disbelief. "How do you do it? There isn't a day that I spend with you when you're not amazing."

She was speechless at this. "Better lay it on a little thicker." Wagging a finger, "You best be careful Miss Pie, I just may fall for you."

Moistening her lips, she leans and plants a long slow kiss right on his. "I'm counting on it handsome."

After their long goodbye, James lay in his bed with the feeling of her lips still on his. "Tomorrow is going to be the best day ever."

Worried about cupcakes.

"Today's going to be so much fun!" Pinkie Pie yawned and stretched, chanting the same mantra she did every day since she got her cutie mark all those years ago. However, there was something else hidden under all that potential fun... Nervousness. After all the other new feelings she had recently, she liked this one the least. It wasn't going to slow her down though, tonight was her date with James and it had to be perfect. She was going to ask Mrs. Cake if she could get off a little early and get everything ready. Just thinking about spending time with him made her giddy and she couldn't be happier.

James on the other... hoof, was losing his mind. He barely slept at all last night when Pinkie left. He had no idea what he was getting into or what to even expect from romance in pony culture... must less from Pinkie Pie, in pony culture. His mantra for the day was, "I'm 24 for Christ's sake. I shouldn't be this nervous!" James tried to go about his day like usual. He putted around his house to wait for any mail from the princess. He needed a job, but was worried that no pony would give him a chance since he's a human. He ate up all the food in his house trying to calm his nerves. When the mail-mare didn't show he figured it was a bust again. Having nothing else to do, he decided to go around and tell his friends the good news.

The first stop was Applejack. She always seemed to like him and he knew she was the most honest pony around. Plus he needed a pick me up after the tossing and turning he did all night.

James rounded the corner of the barn and heard two familiar voices inside. Creeping up to the open entrance, he spied a butter yellow pegasus standing over Applejack's dog Winona. The earth mare standing to her side saying something about a check-up. Now was the prefect chance.

"Hey girls!" James shouted to the pair, who were oblivious to his presence in the barn.

The two jump three feet off the ground. Fluttershy lets off a squeak, snapping her wings to attention, then falling over like a fainting goat on planet's funniest animals. James laughed until his sides ached. Applejack finally gained enough sense to speak.

"Sweet Celestia James, you 'bout scared the apples off my flank!"

"Ughhh" Fluttershy tried to speak but was stuck in some state of petrification.

"Sorry girls, I didn't mean to scare you that bad." He did. "So did you hear the good news?"

"What's that shug? Oh, yeah. 'bout you and Pinkie Pie? Sure did, She's tellin' everypony. I couldn't be more happy for ya'll." She smiled, tipping her iconic stetson.

"You're a nice stallion James. Pinkie is lucky." Fluttershy said, still laying on her side.

Being the nice guy that he was, James scooped up the frozen pegasus and turned her right side up sitting her back on her hooves. He kinda did feel bad now. He forgot sometimes how skittish she was.

"Really? You girls have no idea how nervous I am right now, I barely got any sleep last night."

Fluttershy giggles and Applejack smiles. "Don't you fret none sugar cube. Just be your normal self." Fluttershy gives an affirmative nod from behind her lock of hair.

James breathes out a long sigh. Finally letting go of most of the anxiety he had build up over night. "Thanks girls. It means a lot to hear you all say that... Well, I'm gonna get out of your hair... err, manes." The girls give him warm smiles as he practically floats out of the barn on a cloud.

As James approaches Twilight's... Castle? Library? Tree-house? Honestly, he had stopped trying to figure it out. The first time he tried to get a straight answer from the purple alicorn, he got a headache. She had a list... on hoof... with the characteristics of each building in a Venn diagram... Weirdo... His musings were interrupted by shouting coming from inside.

"Rainbow Dash! Seriously! How many times do I have to say it? You are a grown mare with two perfectly functioning ears. Go practice somewhere else!"

"Sorry Twi... I just get carried away with my moves sometimes and... well, here I am..." She trails off.

Twilight fumes, picking up the pieces of broken window, talking to no pony in particular. "Here she is she says. Training she says. It's a giant bucking crystal tree house, how do you not see it? Seriously."

"HA, so it is a Tree house then?" James interjects, popping his head in through the broken window. He felt more accomplished than he should of, now that she actually picked one thing to call it."

"Oh, hey James." Twilight beams, breaking from her mini conniption.

"Heyy Jamsey." Rainbow says in a overly sultry tone.... "Bahaha, you should see the look on your face!"

He couldn't see it but he could definitely feel it. Just the mere thought of Pinkie saying his name like that caused him to blush every time. It didn't help that the girls had front row seats to their little show not 12 hours ago. Rainbow continued to laugh and after a few seconds, Twilight couldn't help but join in.

"Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, I'll have you know, that's why I came over here today. I wanted to tell you personally that Pinkie and I are going on a date tonight."

"Yeah we know." Rainbow says, her face still beet red. "Heck, half of Ponyville knows."

"Well, shit." James says under his breath. "Is there any one who doesn't know?"

The two mares pondered for a second, till Twilight spoke. "Rarity. Pinkie didn't see her all morning."

"Well, if you two will excuse me, I have a certain fashionista to find and tell her the good news."

"You do that stud. By the way, I still need that cupcake recipe." Rainbow smirks.

James shook his head, ignoring the obvious sexual harassment and made a bee line for Rarity's boutique.

The bell on the door chimed and James heard a sing song voice from the back room. "Just a minuute."

James didn't want to answer back. He knew he wasn't the brightest bulb in the chandelier, but it only took one time to learn that you DO NOT disturb the fashion unicorn when she was "in the zone." After about five minutes, she finally strolled into the show room smiling and practically oozing inspiration.

"Oh, hello darling! How is everything? I hope you aren't too embarrassed about last night..." She trails off, blushing.

"Oh, ha ha. Not at all Rarity. That's actually why I stopped by. I have a date with Pinkie Pie tonight! We're kinda hoping it will lead to something more in near future."

Rarity's smile quickly fades. It's replaced by an uneasy stare.

"Oh that's...wonderful dear." She tries to put on a small fake smile but he wasn't buying it.

"I thought you'd be happy Rarity. What's up?"

"Oh nothing James it's just..." She stops mid sentence, looking for the most tactful way to say what she's thinking.

"Look Rares." James says, gently grabbing her shoulders and turning her to face him. "I'm a big boy, just tell me what you think. I can take it."

She nods and sighs. "I'm just worried is all. Pinkie Pie, while I love her to death, she has never been the most... stable of ponies." Rarity smiled, but he could tell that her words hurt her just as much as it would have hurt Pinkie, if she had heard them.

"She doesn't have any experience in romance at all. Now she is jumping into a potential relationship with..." Rarity stops mid sentence and frowns.

"A human.." James finishes her sentence for her. "I never knew you cared so much that I was human Rarity." James says, trying to hide his hurt. He didn't think she was that kind of pony. Sure he had met a few here and there but... still, not from her.

"Goodness no!" Rarity corrected. "It's not that at all James. You could be a pony like me and I would say the same thing." She sighs again and flops down on her couch, not bothering to protect her perfect tail or mane. "I know it's not nice to hide things from ones friends but... I just... I'm worried that Pinkie is only doing this because of what happened last night.... I'm afraid of what will happen if it fails... I'm afraid she's moving too fast. I don't doubt that you like her James. She was there for you when you needed somepony. She is kind and funny. But she....She may not feel the same way, not really. I fear she may not know the difference between lust and love at the moment... We both know how that ends." She finishes by looking up at him, searching to see if her rambling were sinking in.

James visibly winced at the potential truth in her words. He knew what it would cause..Heartbreak, not just any old heartbreak but the FIRST heartbreak. Hell, he remembered his. Her name was Heather and she had kissed him after math class one day. He fell head over heels for the girl. Long story short, it didn't end well. That was the first of many. He however, may be a lot of things, but heart-breaker wasn't among of them. Even so... it wasn't that bad... right?

Rarity saw James lost in thought for a moment. "Are you okay dear? Oh, Sweet Luna. You must think I'm an awful pony for saying such things." She buries her head in her hooves and sulks.

James lets another long sigh for the day, he had lost count by now. "Not at all Rarity." He puts a reassuring hand on her head. "You and I think a lot alike...Pinkie came back to my house last night."

"Oh my... I know it's not very lady like to pry but..."

He chuckled and blushed. "We only talked Rarity, it was about that very thing. You're right. I do know I like Pinkie Pie. Maybe even more than like, but lets say you're right. Lets say its all a bust. Is heartbreak really that bad? We might be able to work through it. I mean, I've seen my fair share and I'm better for it... mostly."

"As have I darling but that brings me back to my first point. Pinkie is... well Pinkie. Do you really suspect it will be that simple? You didn't see her on her birthday... Secondly, our worlds are as different as night is from the day in that aspect." James tilts his head in confusion, cuing Rarity to continue.

"We have had many conversations about the differences between our worlds. Fashion, food, Hollywood, romance... war.. disease." Those weren't his favorite topics and it embarrassed him to talk about the more seedy portions of his history.

"James, on your Earth, people kill each other because they disagree on where they will go when they pass from this world. We DON'T have that in Equestria. There is an occasional monster or tyrant, but for the most part, ponies see little to no suffering from the day they are born. Sure we don't get everything we want but most dreams do come true here. That's what you need to understand. That is the kind of life WE are used to. You know how to handle the bad and the ugly but for the most part James... We don't. We've never had to. And that's not just for heartache, that's all emotions that go against the magic of harmony. Anger, hatred, greed, dishonesty, betrayal... Jealousy. " Rarity finishes, knowing she could have said more but he got the point. A slight sweat was forming on her brow.

"So are you telling me to not even try?!" James asks, a little to defensively, causing Rarity to draw back.

"Goodness no James. I know I'm a terrible pony but... I don't doubt your feelings for her but... I don't think you two are right for each other." This statement hit him like a ton of bricks. Even if he disagreed, who she was and the way she visibly hurt to say it really got to him. He knew Rarity was no dummy when it came to matters of the heart. She could give the princess of love a run for her crown.

"The gap is just too big. If it was just one of these things it might work but... culture AND romance ... I'm just worried that neither one of you are really ready for this." She breaths out hard, Her face burning for understanding. She searched his eyes for some sort of sign that told her that "Thinking out loud" wasn't about to blow up in her face.

"Jesus Rarity, I...I don't know what to say. I mean, this is some pretty heavy stuff."

"Yes it is darling. It may seem a bit melodramatic. You may be saying to yourself:"

Rarity drops her voice down as low as it can go and puffs out her chest, mimicking the human. "They can get over it, It's not that big of a deal Rarity har, har, har."

James can't help but laugh a bit at her display. He's glad she did it though. The mood in here was getting a little to heavy for his liking. She laid her head back and sighed again. "If it were your world, you would be right, but here... We just aren't built that way dear. You know the story of Princess Luna and how she was turned into Nightmare Moon?" He nodded. The story was pretty cool. Just another that seemed like it should be in a fairy tale. Hell, this whole place was a walking story book.

"That is what happens when emotions are too much for us to handle. Not to mention if suddenly you go back to your world and she's left here all alone... Not to say she would turn into a monster but.."

James holds up his hands in complete surrender. "Okay,...Okay. You have a lot of great points Rarity. Clearly you have thought about this way more than I have. All I know is ... She makes me happy Rarity"

The joy that formed on his face when he tells this makes her own heart swoon for a moment. It almost made her wish that she was the one going on a date with him. In all her potential, and failed, relationships in the past, she had never seen a smile like his. She would give anything to have a stallion look at her that way.

"I make her happy too and I can't even put into words how glad I am that she has a friend like you."

That not being the reaction she expected, Rarity is taken back for a moment. "Re-Really? I was afraid you would hate me or at least be upset with me."

"Not at all Rarity. I told you to tell me and you did. You held nothing back. I know how much you girls mean to each other and even if we disagree, I still care about what you have to say." The look on his face was a serious one.

There was a brief pause before Rarity laughed. Not just a chuckle but a deep, snorty laugh that she would never, EVER use in a public place. James returns a laugh of his own, half out of the confusion as to what was so funny and half at Rarity's expense because she looked and sounded ridiculous. He had never heard her more than chortle before... It was nice to see her lighten up a bit in front of him.

"I don't... I don't think I've ever seen you look so ... serious... or smart before." She says between snorts.

"Glad I could help Miss snort." James deadpans.

"No..no dear. It is wonderful. You are just usually so aloof and carefree. It's nice to see that you have a brain somewhere behind that handsome face of yours. Pinkie Pie is a lucky mare and I know I said all those things, but you must understand. I treasure Pinkie Pie, just like I do all my friends but I'm a top class worrier and well, you know the rest." She finishes by wiping a few stray tears away from her eyes.

James smiles at her. "It sucks Rarity."

"What does darling?" Rarity muses.

"That the only reason we know these things is that we've experienced them."

"Where's my wine? I'll drink to that!" Rarity exclaims, rolling off the couch.

She sighs once again. More due to the fact that just shed a heavy burden and less that she was tired at the end of a long day. "Good luck James. I really mean it. I do hope you both have a wonderful time this evening. Any idea on what she has planned?"

"Nope, none at all. Honestly... I don't think Pinkie is the kind of pony that plans anything but parties."

Rarity giggles again. "You might be right dear. Oh, I almost forgot. Pinkie's birthday is next week. You may want to start looking for gifts fit for a very special somepony.. You know, just in case."

"Funny, she hasn't said anything to me yet."

"Oh she wouldn't... She forgot it a few years back."

"Hmm, that sounds like something she'd do. Thanks for the heads up Rarity, and thanks again. Really. "

"I really DO hope it works out James. And anytime you need somepony to talk to, I'll be here.." Rarity says, bowing her head a little. Even if he didn't know she was the element of generosity, he knew it was a genuine offer.

"Later Rarity. " They smile happily and wave goodbye.

James sat in his house enjoying the quiet afternoon before his date. He barely thought about his deep conversation with Rarity and about the potential disastrous relationship he was stepping into. He didn't care. He didn't know why, hell he didn't even question why but he loved Pinkie Pie. He wasn't ready to admit it out loud just yet but still. He knew ending up here, with her, changed him. She made him happier. She made him...more. She, and no one or pony else could do that. It didn't stop there, he wanted to be a better man for her. That had never happened before, and come hell or high water, she was going to know tonight. He grinned from ear to ear at this thought. In only a short while until he would hear the unmistakable "bounce bounce" of Pinkie's hooves on the porch outside. Little to his knowledge, Pinkie had it all planned.

She was going to woo her stallion with a nice romantic picnic by lantern light. Lay in the soft grass and make him dough in her hooves with her perfect kisses and soft caresses. She would ask him to be her coltfriend then they would go back to his house and finally get started on that checklist. She patted her hair where she had stored said list. The plan was perfect. Pinkie's eyes grew brighter as she rounded the corner and spotted her Jamesy's house.

"If the bakery doesn't work out Pinkie, you could always open up a sandwich shop. These things are amazing!" James said between mouthfuls of the tasty treats.

Pinkie giggled for the, seemingly, millionth time tonight. All of it was perfect. Just like she had planned. She had picked up the nervous James at his home, walked and laughed their way to a perfect hill outside of Ponyville. They ate dinner and now he lay in her hooves, eyes closed as she ran her hoof through his short mane. She felt like the night couldn't get any better, until he opened his eyes and smiled at her.

"So... Birthday mare. When were you going to tell me? Huh?" James asked in mocking accusation.

"Oh yeah, he he. I forgot... again." How she could blush while already being pink was beyond him but still, it was cute. "You know what I want?"

"Uhh, actually Pinkie... I have no idea." He laughed out loud.

"You." She poked his nose.

"Well Miss Pie, you shall have me." She smiles but he wasn't done yet. He reached up and held her cheek. "Nothing in heaven or earth could keep me away from you." He finished by going through familiar motions, finishing by smashing a pretend pastry into his eyeball.

She didn't think, she didn't even know what happened. Before she couldn't stop herself she found her lips upon his. It wasn't like the heated, lust driven kisses from before, it was... beautiful. Her chest ached as if she had been kicked there. There was a electric tingle that ran from the tip of her nose to the tip of her tail. She wanted all of him and he gladly gave it. He reached a hand up behind her head and held her there for the long slow embrace.

"Pinkie are you okay?" James voice had a quiver of worry to it.

"Of course Jamesy, wha.." She quickly realized why he had stopped kissing her. His face had tears on it... her tears. "I... I don't know what.." She tried to give an answer but found none.

James softly smiled, leaned in and planted his lips over top of the two small trails beneath her eyes. "There, all better." He beamed.

She lay there, lost in his deep brown eyes. There was only one thing she could say. She softly whispered... "I love you James."

And he answered. "I love you, my beautiful mare."

Author's Note

Sorry for the relatively long chapter guys. I could of split it in two but I wanted to end it on something sweet instead of ALL foreshadowing. Honestly.... It's taking WAYY longer than I thought to come out of that one shot. I need background. Feelings of other characters, The dramas!! ..... The jab, jab before the right hook so to speak.

Stay tuned. It's about to get bumpy.... God I hope you guy's don't hate me.

Don't go cupcake. Clop

Author's Note

Well... It's been awhile. Without delaying any further, here is the long awaited update to Pinkie's Cupcake. I know it's kind of short but that's only because the next natural spot to stop is WAAY down the line. The next chapter is already half written and will be the longest one yet, hopefully it won't be months in between updates...

If you're curious about what's been going on with me, read the author notes on the newest update of Adventure Awaits. In tiny-er nut shell. Life sucks, get a helmet.

Trying to write in the present tense... Let me know how I do...

Also a short clop scene. I think it's my first attempt at it... I don't remember anymore.

As always,

Enjoy.

Don't go cupcake. Clop

Time passes in a haze of pink giggles. Any trepidation James might have had over his relationship with Pinkie Pie is all but forgotten. His own worries, the conversation with Rarity; all being valid points or not, is far from his mind. Her every kiss and every touch is as electric as the first one. Truth is, he couldn't get enough. As cliche' as it sounds, his life is a dream. What existence he had before coming to Equestria wasn't a bad one, just ordinary. He had relationships, good and bad. He had a family, friends and even enemies, but it all seemed so distant now. Now he had someone, well, somepony who he loved and who loved him back. No wondering or worrying if they felt the same way, no hidden agendas or secrets. Ponies possess a strange, lets call it ability. They keep all of their emotions on the surface, it's liberating. He often thinks to himself what his life would be like if he never came to know this wonderful place. He sighs and recalls his first few weeks here. His mind had been clouded with uncertainty, fear and above all, loneliness. He was/is the only human in the world.

Just like everyday since she got her Cutie mark, Applejack woke just in time to see Celestia's sun rise over the hills just outside of her ponyville. Her morning routine consisted of a light breakfast, a good mane and teeth brushing and a light trot to the barn to warm up her well honed apple bucking legs. Today however something was amiss. The door to her barn was shut like usual, but the well worn wooden latch was strangely turned to the unlocked position. Letting out a inquisitive grunt, she thought back to yesterday. She was the last one in the barn right? Big Mac was watching the stand all afternoon. Applebloom was at Sweetie's all week. Heck, granny doesn't come down here unless she's fetching us. "So just what could..." She furrowed her eyes and slowly eased the door open just enough to fit her head inside. She wasn't really worried about what could be in the barn, in her day she had found all sorts of critters that had wandered their way in there. She had even found a timber wolf puppy that had got lost in a blizzard and was just looking for refuge from the cold. Strange though, they usually found a way in through a missing plank or a broken window. That couldn't be the case this time, she had just finished repairing it a few days ago. A fresh coat of red paint and everything. Thinking nothing of it, she peaked her head inside, casting her eyes from left to right. Barrels, crates, the old wagon that had been with her family since her parents were alive. Her gaze drifted to the ladder that lead to the loft, she froze as she caught a glimpse of movement. "Hey now, I see you back there! This's the Apple's family's barn. Ya'll ya ain't 'posed to be in here." She held her breath but heard no nothing in reply. She figured somepony was playing a prank and expected to see them laugh and joke about how they almost scared the un-scare-able AJ but still, after 5 minutes of silent waiting, she heard no sounds at all from the barn. "This ain't funny now. I've got work to do and I can't be havin' somepony running around my barn while I'm doin' it, so why don't you-" The words fail in her throat as another pair of eyes stare back from the darkness.

Applejack froze, every hair on her body stood at attention as she saw a head slowly take shape, peering back at her through the grain dust and early morning air. The creature had a pale flat face and its eyes didn't possess the normal sheen that most animals had when seen in the dark. It was hunched over, where its hooves should of been was a pair of strange fleshy claws covered in some strange red liquid... One word ran through her mind... "Nope."

Applejack let out a scream causing the creature to let out a yell of its own. It leapt from behind the ladder and sprinted on two legs toward the barn entrance. "It knows this is the only way out!" Applejack's mind screamed as she forced her terrified form to move. In an instant, she stepped backward and slammed the door shut and leaned her shoulder against the old wood. Her heart was racing as she felt the weight of the strange creature crash against the door. With her hooves trembling beyond anything she had ever experienced before, she managed to twist the wooden lock back into place, trapping the creature inside the sturdy walls of her family's barn.

With all the racket she had made plus the added bonus of Big Mac being a light sleeper, it wasn't long before he made his way down to the barn and, through her trembling, had told him all that she had experienced. If it were any other pony he might have been more skeptical but his sister was as truthful as they come and was no stranger to the weird things that came out of the Everfree from time to time. Big Mac slowly nodded his head to nopony in particular, it was just a habit he had while his brain was working. "Okay sis. I'll stay here and watch the barn. You run to town and grab Miss Twilight, she'll know what to do." AJ tried to protest but was quickly stopped by her brother's massive raised hoof. "There ain't nothing in this here barn that I can't handle on ma' own, now go on before it finds another way out."

With a nod and a tip of her stetson, Applejack galloped as hard as she could towards Twilight's castle home.

His brief glimpse into his past is cut off by the sound of Pinkie's bouncing hooves at his front door. He smiles as he sees her sneaking a peak at him through his front porch window. He chuckles to himself as she opens the door with a smile and walks to his place on the couch. Silently, James motions for a hug. She hops up on his lap, sitting face to face with him. Without a word, she closes her eyes and leans in, placing her nose to his. He closes his own eyes and breathes in, enjoying her 'fresh from the bakery' smell. He doesn't need to see to know that she was smiling too. Well, she was always smiling, but he could tell that this one was only for him.

He runs his hands and fingers across her ears and down her neck, letting her mane fall through his grasp. She sighs and moves, nuzzling the side of his face. He tries to move back so he can kiss her but she sticks to him, not wanting to relinquish their contact, he's laughs and is happy to oblige. James always enjoys the affection she shows. Even though she has very little experience on that front, she always has a way of making him swoon like a teenage girl. They sit there together as the last rays of the sun fade with the day. Pinkie slowly moves back and looks him in the eye and giggles. "Hello Jamesy."

"Hey baby." He smiles back, his hands making soft circles on ticklish sides. She tries to resist but begins to squirm and bats his hand away.

"Jamesy, you know I'm ticklish!" She playfully scolds him.

He gives he a mischievous grin. "I know, I had to do something! You come in here and knock me off my feet every day with those, that and these!" He points to her lips, smile and hooves. "This the only way I can get you back... Plus, you know I was just thinking about you."

"Oh yeah?" She moves a hoof to his chest and starts drawing little shapes of her own.

"Mmhmm." He hums, now rubbing her neck. "Just thinking about how lucky you are to have me." He stretches his arms up nonchalantly, peaking at her to see her reaction. His punishment is swift and effective. She reaches down with her hooves and attacks his exposed sides. He squawks and tries to retaliate but she is dug in too tight.

"P..P..Pinkie, you, AH, win! Stop, stop!" After a few moments of blissful torture, she lets up and he thinks his punishment is over... until she sinks her teeth into his fleshy neck.

He sucks air through his teeth. "That is so not fair Pinkie Pie, you know what that does to me." She hums, looking up at him, smiling through the bite. Not to be out done, he reaches down with both hands to her Cutie Mark and squeezes. It wasn't her number one spot but he got the message across. She moans through her nose and involuntarily shuts her eyes, enjoying the sensation. "Pinkie, it's only gonna get worse from here if you don't let me go." She smiles again, but instead of letting go, she sinks her teeth in harder, eliciting another pleasured grunt from her colt-friend.

That's the way you wanna play it mare? Okay, I'll play your game. James reaches further back and digs in harder, causing Pinkie to moan a little bit louder. He is getting agonizingly closer to her tail, which in his mind had a giant 'pull to activate' sign on it. He inches closer and wraps is hand around it. James doesn't even need to pull before she shutters and wraps both of her forelegs around his neck.

"Does that mean I win?" James asks, readying his celebration dance. Pinkie raises her eyes to meet his... She reaches and holds his face still with a hoof and speaks so he couldn't misunderstand.

"Pull H-Harder..ahh." James doesn't let her finish her sentence. He pulls slow and steady, causing her head to buck backward and cry into the ceiling. She smashes her lips into his, pulling his head greedily into hers. Their lips move together, both giving and taking. They sit on the very spot that had been there when this whole journey started. James couldn't help but smile at this fact. Pinkie was smiling too, but for a different reason... she's done with the games. Call her a selfish pony if you wanted too, she doesn't care. James had what she wanted and she needed it... bad.

"James, please... I don't know how much longer I can tell myself NO." Pinkie managed to gasp between passionate kisses.

James grabs the aggressive mare and pulls her ear close to his lips. He whispers that one thing she had wanted to hear since that first night.
"...So don't."

She groans at the implications of his words. He wanted her. He gave her the permission to do what she pleased and she was not a pony to let down her friends. In a love drunk haze, James struggles to help his marefriend with his clothes. First the shirt, the only one he had from his world. It's unceremoniously tossed to the side. His pants and boxers went next. These were made by Rarity who offered to make him clothes on a whim. She called it an "Opportunity to expand her fashion repertoire." He doesn't mind, nor did he care at this point. He was just how Pinkie wanted him: Naked, horny and all hers. Pinkie paws and reaches for his erect manhood. "Please Jamesy." Pinkie whispers. "Please, I need it. Please."

He almost broke... almost. He pushed the head of his member right up to her heated lips before, painfully, steadying himself. "No, not yet."

She whines, almost in pain at his teasing. Little does she know, he is aching too. His caveman instincts are screaming at him to make her his, but after zen like meditation, he resists. He instead moves his kisses from her lips to her neck. She resists at first, using her back legs to grip onto his hips; trying to make him rut her but he's far stronger than he looks both mentally and physically. He trails tiny kisses and nibbles down her neck to her chest. She squirms under his caresses, her moans still begging him to stop what he was doing and fill her. In one motion, he wraps her up in his arms and places her gently on her back. She tries to protest by bucking her hips toward his but once he got his face between her legs she finally lets go of her resistance and gives into his will. In the past, James loved going down on girls. He loved the way they squirmed and grabbed at anything in a futile attempt to gain control, only to find that just motivated him more. Pinkie was no different.
He starts by planting small nibbles around the inside of her thighs. She grabs helplessly at the couch and his head, searching for something to help her. He grins at her flailing, knowing he is on the right track. In one motion he draws his tongue up the crook of her thigh, finishing the lick with a light chomp right next to her mare-hood. Pinkie's arches her back, her hooves flexing behind his head in response, attempting to bury his face in deeper. This feels like nothing she had ever experienced before and he knew it. James pressed the advantage he had, loving every moment he could make his marefriend quake. She smelles amazing, intoxicating. Her moans and scent are promises of things to come.

"Please James, no more. I can't take anymore." Pinkie pleads.

He smiles at his mare and plants a long slow kiss on her lips. "Okay Pinkie, I think we've both waited long enough."

She quickly turns to her stomach. James quickly leans back to avoid the flurry of hooves that almost connects with his head. He laughs internally. That would be my luck. She looks over her shoulder and moves her tail to the side, exposing herself to him.

Despite how unbelievably hot the situation is, James isn't going to let his first time with his mare-friend be done like well... animals.
He smiles and sits next to her on the couch. She looks at him with agony before he motions for her to come closer.

"No more teasing Jamesy, you are going to RUT me, no excuses!"

James smiles greedily. "And I am going to, but I want to look into your eyes the first time Pinkie Pie, that's all."

"You're serious?" She asks, eyeballing him over her shoulder. James feels a ting of regret and embarrassment for a moment but nods. Is this not what she wanted? Did she just want to be done dirty? I thought it would be romantic... Pinkie slides over his lap, resting right over top of his waiting manhood.

He feels a delicate kiss on his lips and looks up to the waiting eyes of Pinkie Pie. "I love you James." Those four words hit him square in the heart. He reaches up and holds her face. "I love you Pinkie. Ready?" She answers by locking eyes with him and lowering herself down.

She silently bites her bottom lip at the wonderful pain his tip causes as it penetrates her flower for the first time. James groans in agreement, he wasn't even half way in and already she threatened to squeeze the cum out of him. She slowly hilts herself never loosing track of her colt-friend's soulful brown eyes.

"Oh my God Pinkie." He groans

"James..."

She buries her face into his neck and starts to rock back and forth, feeling his shaft move deep inside her. She moans and wines into his chest, causing James to rock opposite of her. They quickly get in a rhythm. James holds her waist with one hand and a grip of her mane in the other; while pinkie has both of her forelegs wrapped around his neck and her head buried in his neck, holding on for dear life. She picks up speed, completely lost in her bliss.

"Pinkie... Have to...slow down... I'm close." He whispers into her ear.

She just shakes her head 'No'. Whatever monster had a hold of his mare friend was not going to let go anytime soon.

James grins and leans his head back, trying his best to hold in his seed. He feels her grow tighter around is cock, it won't be long now. Small squeaks begin to erupt from Pinkie's opened mouth. She feels a heat rise up from her loins. She tries to fight it at first but is soon taken over by it.

"Pinkie, I'm cumming."

She manages to answer between cries. "Gh..Inside." His whole body flexes as he climaxes. She continues to ride him through every pulse of his cock, milking the sticky substance deep inside her. He holds her tight as his breath catches in his throat. His face contorts into a mix of pain and pleasure as he watches Pinkie crashes into her first orgasm. What starts as a pressure, explodes like a firework into every nerve of her body. She pants and screams into his embrace, writhing on top of him. He holds her close as the shutters slowly subside. Pinkie brings her half-lidded eyes up to meet his. If she didn't love him before, all it would have took was those eyes of his staring back at her to change it. She leans in and gives him a long aching kiss. No words exchange, no words are needed. The rest of the evening, the pair slow fall out of euphoria and into post-coital bliss.

She clutched her chest and he left with a smile.

Author's Note

Long time! Kinda lost interest and motivation for all things MLP there for awhile. I will try and pick at the stories from time to time to get them finished but there is no set schedule. Sooo,

It's late.
I am my own editor
Semi-colons are the devil.
And as always, enjoy.

She clutched her chest and he left with a smile.

"Pinkie! Pinkie! It finally came!" James sprinted and stumbled into his house, clutching an official looking letter. He just happened to swing past the Ponyville post office on his way back from running errands for Mayor Mare. He knew immediately it was from the princesses due to the royal stationary it was printed on. He even pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming... because it wouldn't have been the first time.

James barreled through the door of his bedroom and immediately heard the sound of his marefriend's unique snoring. She had been sleeping at his house nearly every night since their first time together. The previous evening she had thrown an enormous retirement party for one of the mayor's friends, so Pinkie was given the day off to recuperate.

He crept towards the sleeping mare, careful not to trip over the clutter in his room. She rested on top of the covers with her hooves pulled tightly under her chin. Her pink curls laid tousled around her, like she was laying in a big bowl of cotton candy. She wore a goofy smile, probably dreaming about ice cream mountain again. James took a deep breath and was about to shout once more but held it, frozen at the edge of the bed.

A sudden realness hit him and his arms went slack at his sides. He nearly dropped the precious letter he had so desperately waited for. Carefully setting the letter down on the night stand, he knelt next to the bed. The covers had been warmed by the summer sun and it smelled of fresh flowers and strawberries. Tentatively, he reached out his fingertips, gingerly moving the curls back away from her eyes. He rested his head next to hers and rubbed her ear between two fingers. She was radiant and wonderful, and by all the magic and terrible horse puns in Equestria he loved her and there she was, In his bed, curled up in a sun beam.

She stirred enough to schooch closer to him, putting their faces inches from one another. He closed his eyes and sighed openly, letting the warmth of her wash over him. Her ear turned as he began to softly sing an old song he knew from a music box his mother gave to him as a child.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey." She didn't open her eyes but her smile grew as she chimed in on que, and they sang together.

"You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."
"You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."

"Good morning Jamesy."
"Good morning my love."

Sooo the news didn't go well.

"Ohh Pinkie, please stop crying. I promise I'll be back in a few weeks and besides, I don't even leave for a couple of days."

James stood in his living room with Pinkie in his arms and the long awaited letter from the Princesses clutched in one hand. He suppressed a laugh and hugged her to his chest, doing his best to calm her down. It was cute how ridiculous she could get sometimes. He gave her a long kiss on her head through her mane. "If anything sweetie, we should be celebrating. You know how long I've waited for the Princesses to find a place that would hire me."

"I know! It's just so sad! I will lose my Jamesy! You'll forget all about me and..." She cried incoherently into his embrace. James nuzzled her cheek with his. "Look how about this. Tonight I will take you out for a nice, fancy dinner to celebrate. My treat. Plus this will give me time to get you a proper present for you birthday!"

Like a summer storm that rained confetti, she stopped crying soon after she started. She pulled away and grabbed both of his cheeks with her hooves and spoke in all seriousness. "Okay Jamesy. Just remember, no matter what, I'll never forget you." He rolled his eyes and ruffled her mane.

Even though James didn't have what he would consider a steady job, he did manage to save a few bits here and there. It was mostly from odd jobs that his unique human physiology was better at doing than ponies. There were the fine motor skills that his hands brought him. He worked often for Dr. Hooves. The stallion had an odd fascination with him.

He was really good at climbing and carrying things, to which he put to great use in places where ponies didn't want to put things in their mouth: like the trash. Plus, there were always the scientists that seemed to come in a steady stream to ask him about one thing or another. You should have seen the look on their faces when he tried to describe the internet. All in all, he had a pretty hefty purse saved up.

He strolled through town, waving and smiling to the passers by. He looked up to see the sign of Carousal Boutique. He wanted to tell Rarity the good news and hopefully get a restaurant recommendation for the evening. His good mood soured a bit when he saw a customer run and stumble out of the shop entrance. They were looking down and seemed a bit uncomfortable. James recalled an interesting fact about most ponies. They tended to wear their emotions out in the open 24/7. They weren't as adept as hiding their feelings from one another, except for Princesses Luna and Celestia of course. He did manage to get to Celestia once when she caught him humming You are my sunshine. When she asked how the lyrics went, her eyes nearly bugged out of her head. You would think a sun goddess would know all the songs about suns.

James approached the large windows that decorated the front of the shop and peered in. He couldn't hear the conversation but he could make out what was going on. In short? Rarity was pissed. Not the, "Sweetie spilled something on my new line of fire silk dresses. The silk which has to be imported all the way from the Dragon lands!! "Let's just say Sweetie considered leaving the country for awhile.

No, this was an ex-coltfriend and not the long lost love kind. Even from his place out front, James could see the veins in her neck pop out as the earth pony stallion in front of her talked. She began pacing back and forth like a caged tiger. 1-2-3 turn, 1-2-3 turn, like if she didn't burn off some energy she may just choke slam this dude... Man that would be awesome.

Usually a passive guy, James considered waiting patiently outside and out of sight. It wasn't any of his business anyway, that was until Rarity had her back turned to the stallion and he reached his hoof up and caressed her flank. She immediately froze. What happened next would be burned in James' mind for the rest of his life.

Out of reflex, he ducked as the stallion smashed into the window he was next to, sending large fissures splintering all the way to the edges. As he stood to move toward the door, he heard muffled shouting coming from inside. This fight was just getting started.

The pleasant door chime was an odd sound in the hostile Carousal Boutique show room. Leave it to Earth pony durability, the stallion was already up on his hooves and marching toward the visibly drained Rarity. Whatever that spell was really took the wind out of her sails. She was laying prone, her back legs tucked under her and her front hooves splayed out in front. She was panting and sweating.

"Okay baby. If that's how you want to play it, fine. Besides, I know you like it a little rough." He marched forward with a smirk on his face.

"Enough!" James shouted in his best princess Luna voice. It didn't fully stop the stallion but it did distract him. He turned slowly, not realizing who was in the store.

"I thought I told ya to scra-- What the. What in tartarus are you?!"

"Nopony." James said automatically, his adrenaline already coursing through his veins. He had never been in a fight in his life, what was he going to do against an Earth pony? He didn't even know how strong they actually were and today was not the day to find out.

"I see that." The stallion barked a laugh. "Run along little ape, go eat a banana or something."

Think James, think. The best fights are won without even fighting... or something like that.

James laughed. "I don't eat fruit My little pony." He bluffed. Using every drop of condescension he could in those three little words. He knew when the princesses said them, they were filled with all the love in the world, but to James they always seemed belittling.

"You need to leave, now." He growled, surprising himself.

"Or what?" The stallion asked, turning fully to James now.

Ah Shit. Thanks a lot Sun Tzu.

"This is him!" Rarity shouted. "I told you I wasn't lying. I've moved on Walker."

"This thing?" The stallion pointed in disbelief. "Horseshit. Are you the guy?" He turned again to face James.

"Sure am." James replied without any hesitation.

Walker did a double take, then a triple. The tension in his shoulders deflated and he mumbled something under his breath that James didn't catch. "Fine. I wouldn't want you after this freaked rutted you anyways. I thought you were better than that Rares. But it looks like you'll jump on anything if it suits your fancy."

James gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Passive nature or not, this guy needed to have his teeth stomped in.

Rarity stood shakily to her hooves and lifted her chin, always the lady. "Ohh after him." She cooed and batted her eyes in James' direction. "You wouldn't be enough darling."

The stallion gave James one more hard stare and snorted; the door chimed sweetly on his way out.

A few seconds of silence went by before James turned to Rarity and he shrugged his shoulders. "Soooo."

Rarity crumbled to the floor again, laughing, turning her bright blue eyes towards him. "Be a dear won't you and help me up?"

"Walker huh? I don't think you've ever mentioned him before." James considered, pouring them both a hot glass of tea.

She thanked him and sunk into her couch. "Yes well, you could imagine why." She said, not able to hide all of the embarrassment on her face. "I was young and dumb and he was handsome and charming. Why he's here in Ponyville, I haven't the slightest. I just hope he doesn't manage to fool another mare while he's here."

"Hm" James grunted. "Agreed."

"So my 'coltfriend', what brings you here today? Can't wait to wrap me in your big, strong arms and carry me upstairs?" Beamed Rarity.

"Very funny Rarity. Here." James pulled the sightly crumpled letter out of his pocket and held it out for Rarity's magic. She too knew who it was from before even opening it.

"Well, you aren't down at the pub drinking your sorrows away so I'd day it's good news!" She joked.

"That happened one time." He crossed his arms defensively. "And as a matter of fact yes, very good new." He gloated, dancing slightly in his seat, still excited about the letter and what it meant to him. "I was wondering if you had a restaurant recommendation that I could get reservations for tonight. I want to take Pinkie out to celebrate."

"Oh." Rarity said dejectedly which James didn't seem to notice. She cleared her throat. "Well, with such last minute request most really nice places won't be able to accommodate you. Let's see... Perhaps the new that just opened up, the one just off Cherry Street? Seasons, I believe it's called."

"Seasons? An odd name for a restaurant." James remarked.

"Yes well, the owner developed a new way of preserving off season items. The whole idea is to provide food that no other place can because it's just not in Season."

"Clever." He mused. "Have you ever been there?" James asked.

"No, but I hear good things." She smiled.

"Well thank you, I'm sure she'll love it." He stood and groaned, stretching his arms above his head. "Well, better get to it I guess." He moved around the table and leaned over to hug Rarity. She put her hoof up to stop him. He gave her a confused look.

"Sorry dear, I'm still all sweaty. It wouldn't be proper for you to go walking around with wet spots on your nice, pressed shirt."

"Oh." He paused, looking down. "I suppose you're right. Thanks Rarity! I do have a lot of stuff to take care of today. Man, I can't even tell you how excited I am. I finally feel like I have some control over my life. Ya know? Like things are finally going my way." He paused again and turned to look at her from the front door. "Thank you Rarity, really. You're a true friend. I'll see ya later."

She smiled back and choked out a, "You too."

She clutched her chest and he left with a smile.

Rarity sat in her empty show room, with glass scattered across the floor. "Broken glass and a broken heart." She thought morbidly. She wanted to sob into the plush pillows of her designer couch. Tartarus, she would eat the stuffing out of them if it meant not feeling like she had daggers in her chest. "Friendship is magic my flank." They never said it was good magic.

"Maybe I don't want to be friends!" She shouted into the pillows. She wanted to be his best friend, his only friend... More than friends. He was thoughtful, charming, sensitive, "And now chivalrous!" She sobbed internally. Slowly, she picked herself off the couch and levitated the broom out of the corner. "Just keep smiling Rarity, just keep smiling."

"Wow Jamesy. You got reservations for Seasons? That's like my most favoritest place ever! Even though I've never been!" Pinkie beamed.

"Uhh, sorry Pinkie. What?" He asked, a little distracted.

Pinkie Pie smirked and twirled around on her back hooves, putting her evening attire on display for him. There weren't any lollipops or candy corn on this dress, no. Black satin with silver accents hugged her like a lovers touch. A single strap over her right shoulder left her neck exposed for a silver locket that James had never seen before. Her hair was straight, straight as he had ever seen it. It hung like a waterfall against the side of her face, partly covering one eye. She stopped her spinning and looked up at him with a half lidded stare.

"Soo, whatcha think?"

"I-I don't know." He said, dumbfounded.

"Oh come on Big Guy" She teased, rubbing her silky smooth side against his legs. "You're a smart cookie. You haave to know something."

"I wish I was a poet." He said without thinking.

"A... poet?" She asked with an upturned eyebrow. "Umm, why?"

"I wish I knew how to tell you how beautiful you are."

He knelt, brushed her hair back, cupped her cheek and kissed her deeply. He willed his feelings into the kiss, hoping to say what his words could not.

She hummed and the kiss broke.

"Ohh." Pinkie said with a tremble. "Is that all?"

"More. Much more." He said, trying to be a tad corny.

"You're better than cupcakes." She whispered, then immediately covered her mouth.

"Really!" James exclaimed. "Well now that IS somethin" He gloated, popping his invisible suspenders.

Pinkie sorted then smacked his butt with her hoof. "Go get ready. Twilight said the magic in my mane wont last past midnight; and if you're a good human. Neither will this dress."