Fluttershy was strolling along the Ponyville marketplace. The sun was high in the sky, giving off a refreshing glow.
"Alright... let's see..." Fluttershy said aloud as she read her shopping list. "Angel wants a bundle of carrots, and the squirrels need more of their diet food." She walked to the pet area and picked up some squirrel food.
Bark! She turned around to find a dog in one of the tents. It had golden fur on its back with a white chest.
"Oh, how cute!" Fluttershy remarked as she saw a Pegasus mare trying to hold the dog in place. The mare caught sight of Fluttershy.
"You can have my dog if you want." The mare said as she pulled the dog back. The dog squealed from the sudden force.
"Much pull, very hurt!" The dog said as Fluttershy's jaw dropped.
"Your dog... talks?!"
"Of course he does. Look, do you want him or not?"
"Oh, you really want to get rid of him? I think he's adorable!" Fluttershy walked up to the dog and pet his head. "What's his name?"
"His name is Doge." The mare then pulled back on the leash again. "And yes, I want to give him away."
"Oh, how much?"
"One hundred bits."
"Really? That's all?!" Fluttershy took out the bits and placed them on the counter. "I would think a talking dog would be worth thousands of bits!"
The mare happily stashed the bits away. "He is a little difficult to care for."
"Oh come on, he can't be that bad!" Fluttershy took the leash and brought Doge over to her.
"Oh, your leash is so beat up, Doge! Let's get you a new one." Fluttershy waved back to the mare. "Thank you! I will take good care of Doge for you!"
"No prob!" The mare responded as she packed up her tent. "Good luck..."
After Fluttershy purchased everything she needed to, she decided to take Doge for a short walk around Ponyville.
"See this, Doge?" Fluttershy questioned as she pointed up to Town Hall. "This is Town Hall. The mayor of Ponyville lives here."
Doge looked up at the height of the building. "Very tall."
"It is pretty tall, isn't it?"
"...Very." Doge replied as Fluttershy giggled.
The two made their way all across Ponyville as Fluttershy showed him the places where they could go. She enjoyed being able to talk with a dog.
Soon, they arrived at Fluttershy's cottage. The two stepped in as Angel looked at Doge with jealousy.
"I bought you your carrots, Angel Bunny." Angel rudely slapped them out of Fluttershy's hooves and pointed at Doge.
"Much rabbit." Doge said as Angel jumped back, a little startled that the dog talked.
"Angel, meet you new brother, Doge." Fluttershy said as Doge walked up to Angel. Angel then slapped him across the face.
"Ow."
"Angel Bunny!" Fluttershy scolded. "Don't hurt Doge. He is new to the house, and a very sweet dog."
To respond, Angel slapped Fluttershy across the face. It was obvious he didn't want Doge living in the house.
"Angel! Go to your bed!" Fluttershy commanded as Angel curled up in his bed. Fluttershy then turned around to Doge.
"I'm sorry about him, Doge. Angel has anger issues sometimes."
"Much anger."
"Um... yeah."
For the next few hours, Fluttershy tried to start up conversations with Doge.
"And then, Tree Hugger sang a tune, which caused the Smooze to go back to normal!"
"Wow." Doge responded. It was almost impossible to talk with him. "Very hungry."
"Oh, you're hungry?" Fluttershy flew into the kitchen and got some dog food. "I don't think you'll have any trouble eating this."
Doge took one sniff and turned his head away.
"Y-you don't want it?"
"Much Twinkies."
"...What?" Fluttershy then realized what her new pet was saying. "You want... Twinkies?"
"Yes."
"Alright... I'll be back." Fluttershy then stepped outside, noticing there were only a few hours of daylight left.
It took a lot of bits, but Fluttershy had successfully purchased twenty boxes of Twinkies. She then walked home, feeling satisfied with herself. She knew that Doge would be very happy.
When she got home, she noticed Doge sitting on the couch. She tried her best to stuff all the boxes in the pantry, but some had to sit on the counter. Fluttershy opened one of the boxes and Doge came running.
"Do you want a Twinkie?"
"Yes."
Fluttershy then threw the Twinkie on the ground and watched Doge gobble it up. "Amaze."
"Yes. I think that's all for-" Fluttershy was cut off by Doge taking a whole box of Twinkies and eating all of them. "...tonight..."
"Wow."
"Um... do you eat a whole box every day?"
"Yes."
"Uh... I don't think I have that kind of money."
Doge looked up at her for a second. "Very sad."
"Um... yes..."
After having a conversation with Twilight on how to earn enough money to buy lots of boxes of Twinkies, she decided it was time to go to sleep. She was almost fast asleep when she heard a voice.
"Much tired."
Fluttershy looked at the side of her bed to see Doge sitting there.
"Doge, if you're tired, you should sleep on your bed."
"Need Twinkie pillow."
"...You need a pillow that looks like a Twinkie?"
"Yes."
"Ugh..." Fluttershy groaned as she face-hoofed. "The stores are closed now. Just... try to sleep. I don't think you need a Twinkie pillow."
"No."
"Please, Doge?"
"No."
Fluttershy sighed. "I'm sorry, but I have to get some sleep. I can get you a pillow in the morning."
Fluttershy looked out the window to see that the sun was rising. All night, Doge kept waking her up, asking for more Twinkies and water. She had gone through two boxes of Twinkies already. The mare was right. Doge is really hard to care for. And expensive. All he wanted was Twinkies. Fluttershy knew she could never make enough money to buy a box of Twinkies everyday. She knew she had to give Doge to someone else.
"But who?" Fluttershy wondered aloud as she stepped into the bathroom. An idea flashed into her head.
"Perfect!"
Fluttershy convinced Doge that he was just going on a normal walk. She took hold of his leash and walked him out the door and through Ponyville. They got on a train to Manehatten, leaving Doge confused.
"Very long walk."
"I know, Doge. We're going somewhere you're going to love."
"Need Twinkie."
Fluttershy rolled her eyes. "Not right now, Doge."
The train soon pulled into the station. Fluttershy stepped off with Doge, avoiding the ponies running down the streets. The two walked until they arrived at their destination: the Twinkie factory.
Fluttershy entered with Doge following behind. She walked up to the front desk, where a stallion was reading a paper.
"Welcome to the Twinkie Corporation, how may I help you?" He said while still looking at the papers.
"I have a dog here who... eats nothing but Twinkies." Fluttershy paused as the stallion looked away from his papers and right at her. "I was wondering if Mr. Twinkie wanted him."
The stallion thought for a moment. "I'll ask him. This dog could be a great advertisement." The stallion got up from his seat and walked into a back room. Doge inhaled the air.
"Twinkies."
"Yes, Doge. There are lots of Twinkies here."
The stallion soon came back with another stallion, who was the color of Twinkies.
"I would like you to meet Mr. Twinkie." The stallion greeted as Mr. Twinkie walked up to Fluttershy.
"Nice to meet you, young mare. What's your name?"
"Fluttershy."
"Hello, Fluttershy." Mr. Twinkie then looked down at Doge. "So... you're saying that this dog eats nothing but Twinkies?"
"Exactly that."
"That..." Mr. Twinkie paused, growing a smile on his face. "Is amazing! We could advertise that Twinkies can be dog food as well!"
"Well, okay."
"Thank you, Miss Fluttershy." He said, taking out a bag of bits. "How many bits for the dog?"
"You can have him for free." Fluttershy then pet Doge on the head one last time. "And his name is Doge. He talks, as well."
"Well, hello Doge!"
"Want Twinkies."
"Oh, I can take care of that! It's cool that you can talk!" Mr. Twinkie answered as he gave Doge what he wanted. Fluttershy started to walk towards the door.
"Thank you, Miss Fluttershy!"
"No problem!" Fluttershy responded as she left the factory.
She was happy with herself when she got home. For a while, she was scared that she would have to spend all her money on what Doge wanted. She was just happy that the Twinkie Corporation could use him, and that he could have as many Twinkies as he wanted.
Now that she solved one problem, she worried about the next.
What would she do with the eighteen remaining boxes of Twinkies?
Author's Note
Much Twinkie
Very Doge
