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Pinkie Pie stared at the huge pile of garbage in front of her in disbelief. "But you never mentioned that this was part of the job!" she protested. "I thought that I would just be baking and helping out."

"This is part of helping out, Pinkie," Mrs. Cake explained. "You're helping out by emptying all the garbage bins into the dumpster."

"No, I never agreed to this!" Pinkie wailed, pressing herself against a wall in an effort to get as far away from the smelly waste as possible.

"Actually, you did," Mr. Cake corrected her. "It's in your contract."

Pinkie sighed and stopped crying, then she trudged across the room to dispose of her garbage. One day, she would have her own bakery/party story, and she would be sure to hire other ponies to take out the trash for her, because this was absolutely disgusting.

Work wasn't all fun and games, it seemed.