Author Notes:
I will work on this story more after I make it to Los Angels.
To my fellow troops of the 501st, I dedicated my rewrite of my story of our Majesty's love life.
"Well, at least it isn't Manehattan." the bright green stallion said, as he looked upon the peaceful town of Ponyville. The stallion walked his way through the streets of the small town, looking through shop windows, listening to the daily chatter between the residents of the calm community, and walking in to any shop to find a job, only to be turned down at every attempt.
Having no more options, the stallion entered Sugarcube Corner, a small bakery run by Mr. & Mrs. Cake, and with the assistance of an extremely energetic mare known around town for throwing all the parties in Ponyville. The mare was simply referred as...
"Pinkie Pie, be careful!" Mrs. Cake cried out as a pink blur rammed itself into the weary traveler.
"Ugh, what hit me?" the traveler thought to himself. He looked up to find a pink mare with frosting all over he mane, beaming at him with eyes the size of a bowling ball. Before the stallion could mutter anything the mare quickly cut him off.
"Hi I'm Pinkie Pie! It's nice to meet you. So what's your name, where are you from, what are you doing here in Ponyville?" the mare just threw more and more questions at such a ridicules rate until Mrs. Cake walked over.
"M-my name is B-baker." the stallion stammered.
"Pinkie dear, I think you should get off our guest." Mrs. Cake remarked, her cheeks flushing red at the position Pinkie Pie was sitting ontop of the stallion.
While not sure why Mrs. Cake was blushing, Pinkie removed herself from Baker. "Oh, look at this mess. I really did it this time." Pinkie said in an angry tone, but more to herself than anypony else.
"Here you go." Mrs. Cake said as she hoofed a towel to Baker. "The restroom is down the hall, to the left."
"Thank you." Baker said politely.
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As Baker got the last few crumbs out of his mane, he noticed a small bump on his forehead, but ad no idea where it could've come from.
"I could have hit my head on the floor or maybe a table? No, that's not it. If I did then why can't I remember." Baker thought to himself as he dried his face with the towel. "It doesn't matter, not as long as I'm jobless. I need to find one, and quick."
Baker left the rest room and continued to the main room of the Bakery. He noticed another pony cleaning the mess caused by Pinkie and Baker's collision. The stallion noticed Bakeer and walked over to chat.
"Hello I'm Mr. Cake, how can I help you Mr..."
"Loaf. Baker Loaf. I was wondering if you had any job openings."
"We'll we could always use more hooves around the shop, but I can't promise it'll pay to much." Mr. Cake said.
"I'll take it no matter the pay." Baker said eagerly.
"Wow, you really need a job don't you?" Mr. Cake said jokingly.
"Just until I get enough to pay for all the supplies I need."
"You won't be moving into Ponyville?"
"No, I'm just in town for some bits."
"Really, because I could've sworn I saw something between you and Pinkie Pie earlier."
"There is nothing between me and her. We just bumped into each other, nothing more."
"Okay then." Mr. Cake said , sounding as if he didn't believe Baker. "Pinkie, can you come out here?"
Pinkie came out of the back of the bakery with two young foals on her back. One a unicorn filly and the other a pegasus colt. "Yes, Mr. Cake?"
"I'd like for you to meet our newest employee." Mr. Cake said in an enthusiastic tone. "He'll be working with you in the kitchen."
"Okay. Um Baker what are you staring at?" Pinkie wondered as he was just idlely staring at her.
"Who's foals are those?" Baker said in a calm manner.
"Oh where are my manners, those are my children. My daughter Pumpkin Cake and my son Pound Cake."
"But how..."
"Long story." Mr. Cake said. "Well anywho, Pinkie you don't mind taking Baker for your honorary tour, would you?"
"If I didn't then it wouldn't be honorary, now would it?" Pinkie said in a even more excited tone.
"Great! Well Baker you can start tomorrow, but today I'll let Pinkie give you the tour of town."
"Sure." he said acceptingly.
"You ready Baker?" Pinkie wondered.
"Ready as I'll ever be."
"Great then let the tour begin!"
