Scroll of Modesty Chapter 5: My Pinkie promise part 2 (Revamped)

"Pizza pie looked all over the bakery but they were gone. Panic, she slowly sneaks out of the bakery. Hope the owner doesn't spot her leaving."

Ehem. . .

!!!!! "Startled, She turns around and sees standing behind her is the baker." Oh, uhh . . . I-I just realized Uh. . . I left my wallet at home. . . And uh . . .

"The baker walks up to her and gets close to her face, glaring at her." Hmm . . .

Uh . . . "Scared, Pizza couldn't look the baker in the eye." I can you uh . . put it in a tab?

Oh! "Suprised, the baker instantly recognizes her." Ah! I know that mane anywhere! You're Pizzaniac. Mia and Pasta's little girl.

Huh? "Puzzled, Pizza pie replied." Uh . . do I know you?

Oh, right. You were still little when we met. I'm Custer, you're Papa's best colt.

Custer?. . . .Where did I hear that name- "She then recalls a young colt in one of her Papa's wedding albums." AH! I remembered! You were next to Papa in the wedding pictures!

Yes, I was. It was a memorable moment too.

I'm sorry if I didn't recognize you Mr. Custe-

"Suddenly, the chimes from the door rang and two customers walked in. It's her Papa and Uncle. Pizza panicked and slid under the table. Confused, Custers wonders why the filly is hiding until he saw Pasta."

Then one customer asks me about my home. He said The Your home is rather exquisite. Tell me how much is your roof cost? I told him Nothing, they're On the house.

"Both the colts chuckled as they reached the counter." Oh, Pasta, you crack me up. It's still hard to believe that you have a sense of humor.

What can I say, I can be funny at times. So don't let this strict face fool you Ha Ha.

Oh yes, sir Pasta is quite a comedian when he's not stressed. "Custer walks up the counter facing the two colts."

That's right. Igneous, you remember Custer? He and his father made the cake for our wedding. He was also my best colt.

Ah yes, it's been a while since I last saw you young colt.

Yes, it is sir. I'm still grateful that you like the cake I made.

Well, of course, it has a unique flavor, and it's eye-catching too. You certainly live up to your cutiemark.

Thank you, Mr. Pasta, and Mr. Igneous, that means a lot. And since I run my father's bakery now, I have to step up my game every day.

I admire your devotion, Custer your father raised you well. That's why making you my best colt is a good choice.

Really? I mean . . ."Custer scratches the back of his head, flustered from compliments." I-It was an honor to be one too.

If only my daughter could learn a thing or two from you. Say, how about you be her baking tutor? Given the spare time she has, it would be a big help. At least she can do more than just entertain customers and list down orders. if that is, there aren't any photoshoots scheduled for her.

Gee, I'm not sure about that Brother. Wouldn't that take away your daughter's freedom and time to play with her friends?

Friends? Please Igneous, success comes first when you have a reputation. Pizzaniac is already committed to being the next in line in my business. And besides, she doesn't have any friends to begin with.

"Pizza pie overheard their conversation, her ears drop, tears falling down her cheeks. She covers her mouth, avoid making a sound."

Brother, maybe the reason why she doesn't have any friends is because you don't allow her to have time for herself.

Look Igneous, I didn't tell you how to raise your kids, so don't tell me how to raise mine.

"Custer felt awkward having to listen to the two colts. He slowly walks away and goes to pick up some pastries."

Right . . . Again, I'm sorry for overstepping.

It's fine Brother. Let's just get the fillies some bread. Custer, can we have some sweet bread?

Oh, uh yes sir, right away.

"Custer brought Pasta his one batch of sweet bread they paid their order and left the bakery. Pizza pie then crawls out of the table. Ashamed, she couldn't face her godfather and faces the table."

Pizzaniac . . .

So now you know how Papa treats me everyday. . .

No, I don't. I wasn't thinking about that. I'm sure your Papa has his reasons.

. . . . .

And of course, doesn't mean what he sai-

Yes, he does. He was never the same without Mama. . .

. . . . Are you okay at least?

Yes, I'm fine . . . Don't worry. "She wipes her tears and smiles." What I said before, I'm sorry for barging here Mr. Custer . . .

Mr.? Oh no, Custer is just fine, and it's ok. "He smiles and pats Pizza's head." You hardly ever go this side of town. So it just surprises me to see you here and with some friends.

Oh, they're my friends, they're my cousins, Uncle Igneous's children. One of them just dragged me around a- MY COUSINS!! "She instantly recalled and panicked in front of Custer." Did you see which way did they go?

Hmmm . . . Well, I saw those three sneak out and headed in that direction. "He points at the road, leading to the canals."

Oh! Ok got it. I wish I could stay and talk some more, but I need to find my cousins.

Oh, it's fine Pizzaniac, some other time then. Now run along.

"She nods and smiles." It's nice to meet you again Mr da-I mean Custer.

Don't mention it. Just stop by whenever you're free, alright?

Uh, huh I will. And Oh, I'll pay back the cupcakes we ea-

No worries Pizzaniac, it's on the house.

R-really? But I feel bad-

Consider it as a gift. Your Mama would've done the same.

. . . . Ok, if you say so. . . Thank you so much.

You're very welcome.

"She bows to Custer and exits the bakery. He waves at the filly as she leaves, but his concern for her still bothers him."

Poor filly, hopefully, things will turn out okay for her. . .

"Pizza pie heads her way to the canals, as Custer said. She avoids the main road, fearing that her Papa and uncle might see her. Then she sees a shortcut just ahead of her. Without hesitation, she went in and ran past some trash on the sides."

Those three good for nothing! I can't believe they just leave me like that! What if Papa and Uncle Igneous got home and realized that were gone?! How can I explain to them that I lost my cousins in the city?! Papa would think that I'm not capable of handling things on my own . . . I can't believe I let this all happen?! I'm so Stupid! STUPID!! STUPID!! STUP-WHOAA!!"

"Without looking, Pizza pie ran into some fillies just as she exits the shortcut. They fell to the ground, dazed, and tries to stand up."

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was in a hurry, I wasn't looking and-

"As she looks up, she recognizes the fillies. Two young colts and one mare. The fillies stare back and recognized her too."

Oh! Look who it is, look who it is. "One of the colts walks up to Pizza pie. He has a short curly mane with gold ingots for a cutiemark." It's the Uptown mare.

"Pizza replies in a dead tone." Hey Carat.

Hey, what's with the attitude? "Carat puts his hooves over her shoulders." We haven't seen you since the last photoshoot. How you've been pie?

First of all, it's only been four days second, "She pushes Carat away." and quit calling me pie!

Aww c'mon now, that's a fitting nickname for you. Since calling you by your first name sounds like it came from a tongue twister.

I'm telling you a thousand times, it's not a hard name to pronounce! It's Pizzaniac, Pizza-niac, get it right!

Pfft, whatever pie. Say, what are you doing out here anyway?

Uh, nothing."Pizza pie rolls her eyes, avoiding eye contact." I was just uh . . . strolling! that's right. Just strolling.

. . . In the alley? "The two colts look at each other confused." Are you for real?

I was just taking a shortcut, it's none of your business!

Whoa, just take it easy pie. I was just asking.

Well, you're getting on my nerves. "Pizza pie noticed the other colt behind Carat. She leans to see who it is." Who's he?

Oh! him. "Carat pulls his friend next to him." He's new in town, we're just showing him around. His name is C-

Yeah, don't care. Look, I'm in a hurry okay? I need to get home before-

Before what? "The third filly walks up to Pizza pie. She wears a blue beret on her long creamy blond mane, vanilla white coat, and a Danish pastry for a cutiemark." Wow Pie. Way to give a first impression to a newcomer. You sure live up to the title of Uptown mare.

Danishya.

Pizzaniac.

"The two young mares locked eyes, both glaring at each other. While the young colts felt the atmosphere changing by just looking at them."

I see you're still your Papa's trophy child.

And I see you're still stuck in third place.

Heh, Third place isn't so bad since I'm not under my parent's approval. It's just me and my talents that got me this far.

Funny. Considering a blank flank like me does the same thing, but better. No talents, just confidence.

Confidence? That's a funny way to pronounce Luck.

Funny again. "Pizza smirks at Danishya." You call it luck, I call it in your face.

"The static between the two fillies gets intense as they continue glaring at one another."

Tch!! You're so full of yourself, just because things go your way!

"Pizza looks at the ground and muffles." You have no idea how wrong you are.

What was that?

I said, you're in my way, so move!

"Carat slowly walks up to the mares, breaking the tension between the two." Alright, Alright. You ladies got an act for each other but c'mon, just drop it for once? Dani you gotta stop pushing Pie like that. And Pie you need to learn how to be humble.

Her humble? As if she can be one. Ever since she got second place, Pie's done nothing but rub it in my face!

Speak for yourself Danishya, you've been treating me like garbage from the start! It's only fair to boast my success to you.

I see, then enjoy it while it last. Cause judging from your blank flank, that means there's nothing special about you.

. . . . .

"While the three fillies are having a discussion, Carat's friend smells something from across the block. He walks up to Carat and pulls his tail."

Carat.

In a minute.

"He pulls Carat's tail again." Carat did you sme-

I said in a minute.

"Irritated, he pulls Carat's tail one more time." I said listen!

"The pull from Carat's tail forces him to sit on the ground. He turns around to his friend and yells." What!? can't you see that were-

"His friend pulls in Carat's head towards the smell." You smell that?

"Carat sniffs the air and picks up the scent as well." Yeah I did. Ugh, what is that? It smells like burning dough.

Dough? "Pizza pushes Carat aside and sniffs the air." It is dough, but where's it coming from?

I think it's coming from over there. "Carat points in the direction where the smell is coming from." Huh, Hey Pie. Isn't that where your house is at?

Well yes, Carat. But that doesn't mean that burning dough smell is coming from my house. I mean honestly, the only one who lives there is me, my Papa, and, MY COUSINS!!

Pfft, really Pie? That has to be your saddest excuse yet. So now you're telling us you have cousins visiting? Like anyone else would be related to you, you're obviously ly- H-HEY!!

"Pizza pie Ignores Danishya, pushing her and Carat out of her way. " Sorry, but I gotta get home. I'll see you guys at the next photoshoot. Oh! And also-

Danishya you're a swine, and I'll deal with you later.

What did you call me-

Carat you're obnoxious and stop calling me Pie,

Whatever.

and New pony . . . .

Oh! huh?

"She gives a warming smile at him and replies." I'm sorry about earlier and nice to meet you.

. . . L-Likewise . . .

"Pizza pie leaves the fillies behind and rushes back home. Carat's friend blushes and waves at her until she fades into the distance."

Swine?! tch!! the nerve of that pony!

Yup. That's why she's the uptown mare. You better step up your game Dani if you wanna reach top one on this month's filly models.

Don't call me that Carat! And obviously, I will but this time things will be different. I won't lose to her again!

Uh, huh . . . "Carat walks up to his friend, who's just sitting as his mind wonders. Carat taps on his shoulder." Hey, you ok bud?

Ah, yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I was just waiting for you two.

Well, we still got places to go, so you better remember which way is which.

"Carat's friend nods." Right . . .

You two! What are you waiting for? let's go! "Danishya went ahead of them, waiting." I don't have all day you know!

Alright, Dani hold up.

Carat, for the last time, stop with the nicknames!

"Carat and his friend walk up to Danishya. But the young colt looks back at the road behind him. Carat who's in front of him calls him out."

Hey! What's with you today? C'mon.

Oh, Sorry. "He turns back to Carat and follows him," Say, is that Pie filly, is always like that?

Hmmm . . . Nah, she's nice once you get to know her. It's just that, her Dad makes her feel like she's doing everything wrong.

Her Dad?

Yup, She follows her Dad's orders that she's more of a house pet than a daughter.

. . . .

I sure wish that one day, she could have the guts to at least stand up for herself.

That sounds bad . . . Hope things will work out. I mean I like to know her more.

If she's free after her photoshoot that is, but that'll be the day.

Hey! " Inpatient, Danishya still waits for them at the hill, tapping her hoof." Less talking more walking!

Sheesh!! Dani I said we're coming.

Carat, I swear to you I'm gonna push you down this hill if you call me Dani one more time.

Yeah, yeah. "Carat muffles." Better add in the next Uptown mare in your title list while you're at it.

What was that?

Said you should look for a good place to eat while you're up there.

"His friend chuckled behind his back as they walk up the hill and continues their trip around town. Meanwhile, at Pizza pie's home. The Pie siblings were preparing their little surprise party for their only cousin. The kitchen is covered in flour, wet dough, and mushed chocolate. Pinkie pie carries a tray and places it in the oven. Her two sisters were concerned and walked up to her."

Uh, you sure you know what you're doing Pinkie? I mean we never bake a Pizza in our whole life.

Hmm Mmmm.

Then this will be our first, one that Cousin Pizza will enjoy! "She pulls her siblings in front of the oven." Now you two just keep an eye on it while I get some plates.

W-What?! You're gonna let us watch it baked?

Uh, duh. I can't keep an eye on it while I'm preparing the rest of the surprise Lime.

I don't get you Pinkie. Do we really need to do this?

Hmmm Mmmmm.

You're right Marble. We're just causing trouble for Pizza pie. I mean did you see how strict her Papa is to her?

You don't get it you two, Cousin's life is nothing but dull. All she does here is do as uncle Pasta told her, and she never gets a chance to be herself. Sooo, by throwing her this party, she'll realize that she's more than just her Papa's little mare. She can be anything she ever wanted!

But Pinkie-

Oh, I can't wait to see the look on her face when she sees her surprise!

I'm gonna give them a furious look on my face when I find out they're behind this! "Meanwhile Pizza pie heads her way home, following the smell of burning dough. Up ahead there's a crowd of ponies blocking the way. She slides in and passes through."

Oy! What the-

Excuse me.

Hey!

Pardon me sir.

Oh! Watch it!

Just passing through.

Watch where you're going you foal!

Oh, Sorry.

"Pizza pie made it out of the crowd and reach the canal. It's a split of two lands and a riverway in the middle. Boats of different sizes sails along the currents. She looks both ways, looking for a nearby bridge."

Wait. Where's the bridge?! It should be right he- Owh! "She face-hoofs and just realizes." Oh, of course! the shortcut doesn't lead me to one! UUUUHHHHGGGG!!!! Now what? "She slowly walks to the edge, drops a pebble, and watches it falls into the river." Darnet! I don't have a choice!

"Pizza pie walks away from the edge. She turns around, setting her sight on the other side. Nervous, she takes a deep breath and gets in position."

Sigh . . . Alright, I can do this, I can do this . . .

"Time slows down, her heartbeat pounds and the ticking sound from the town clock gets loud. As it strikes twelve, Pizza pie bolted towards the riverside. Picking up speed as she gets closer to the edge, she launches herself up in the air and times her landing on the first boat."

Phew . . . That was nuts. "She looks up and sees that she has a long way to go." Ok ok, again! "She continues onto the next boat. Leap after leap, she feels the wind in her face and mane. feeling exhilarated, she made it to the next boat. " This . . . . feels like . . . . . Fun! I never felt this free since ever! " Pizza pie is haft way close to the other side." Ok, no time to get all excited now. I'm almost there.

"With a smile, she leaps on. Her mane gets undone in mid-air as she lands on the last boat. But the distance between her and the other side is too far to reach. Determine to get across, she steps back and gets in position. Without hesitation, she runs out of the boat and takes a huge leap. Stretching her front hooves, as she's about to land on the other side."

I'm gonna make it! I'm gonna make it! I'm gonna- H-Huh?! "Suddenly, she sees her Papa and her uncle Igneous walking along the riverside, where she's about to land. She quickly closes her hoofs, causing her to fall into the river."AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

"The noise followed by a big splash caught one of the colts' attention." Brother did you hear that? "Said Igneous looking around."

Hear what brother?

I heard there was a scream and a splash. "The colts look down the river and see nothing."

You must be tired from all this walking. How about we take a sit in the park first, and let our hooves rest?

Sounds good to me.

"The Colts walk away and head to the park. Without knowing the shenanigans their daughters were up to."

~ End of chapter 5

Author's Note

Pizza pie had a godparent. She didn't know because she didn't ask. She has friends but she didn't know, because she finds them annoying, especially Carat. These OC's are not just added up, they'll have a role in sooner chapters.