Author's Note

Pinkie Pie's POV

Pinkie Pie throws an Imperial party for the Princess: 1

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”Gummy, you’re a genius!” I exclaimed.

I let down my pet alligator, after the idea had struck me. Of course, I just had to throw a party for Princess Flurry Heart, and it had to be in the Crystal Empire. The problem is, there were not quite enough fillies and colts in her age. Not near her age, enough to be fun for any pony.

While there were a few fillies and colts available, but I could always invite a few others. Just a few? She knew of a pair in Ponyville, of course. None of which were alicorns or Princesses, but there just was not enough of them to go around. Would Flurry Heart herself care enough of that, at her current age? Probably not.

While a regular piñata would be fun, but why not ask Discord for a few minor alterations? He sure would love this. He had already a piñata at his home, so he was bound to know what to do.

“What if the piñata was sneezing out candy over the floor, instead of requiring to be beaten into little pieces one needs to clean up after the party?” I pondered.

“I am sure, Discord could make that happen!” I continued.

Of course, now I just need to ask him, if he was in the mood for the little prank I had in mind. Not that Discord was known to turn down a good, fun prank.

“Turning down a good prank, are you insane?” a male voice came from behind the wall before me.

“Of course, I knew he was coming over!” I pondered.

The next moment, the Draconequus opened the door and stepped into the room before me. He gingerly closed the door behind himself.

“You actually consider asking me for help, with one of your parties?” he inquired, with an amused chuckle.

“Fluttershy told me of the tea party you were hosting for her, a while back. She just happened to mention a few details about what happened, including the pinjata. I would imagine, it is the one I saw you with, at the tea store?” I pointed out.

“Yes, I was indeed hosting a tea party for Fluttershy later that day. I guess that piñata could be appropriate, at your party, Pinkie. While I doubt the singing gin sing would have been a raving hit, at any of your parties!” he responded.

“On second thought, that piñata would be just the thing for the party. I could make a particularly pun story out of it, when I meet Mud Brier next time!” I exclaimed.

“Mud Brier, that utter stick in the mud!” he inquired.

“I can have a piñata, without him whining about his stick abuse; and they are a bit too small to handle an actual piñata, in any case. I responded.

“Stick abuse, stick abuse; did you say stick abuse?” Discord laughed, in a roaring outburst of obvious amusement.

“Yes, that is what I said!” I hope it isn’t offending you!” I responded, not quite managing to hold back a smile and giggling about the absurdity of it all.

“I think I need to demonstrate exactly what Stick Abuse is, to him; but I guess I could refrain, for you, Pinkie!” he rambled on, still with a frensied look on his face.

“You could organize a bone fire, for his benefit? But, now we are getting off of the topic!” I exclaimed.

“While he may be absurd, he is close to my sister Maud; I do not want to upset her over this!” I continued.

“Fluttershy did enjoy my sneezing piñata, if other ponies enjoy it too; who am I to complain?” he suggested.

“That was fun, I would have to admit. You certainly do have potential to be a true jester!” I admitted.

“Dead ponies is no fun. I do need an audience for the best jokes!” he agreed.

“Or you will end up with a party of one!” I promptly mused.

“We certainly could not have that, now could we?” he promptly inquired, with a new, intense heat to his voice, the air around him suddenly starting to simmer.

“Calm down, calm down!” he pondered; “Fluttershy would not be happy, if she learns of my partaking in such mean spirited pranks!” he then continued.

“I hope she doesn’t mind, if your idea of that piñata is amusing a few foals?” I inquired; in the hopes to twist the discussion back on the intended track, firmly.

“If it amuses foals, and hurt no Pony or Critter; she is going to be happy!” he responded, visibly turning away from his previous foul mood.

“Good, because amusing the foals is all I had in mind; you know that Discord!” I added.

“How could I ever forget?” he chuckled.

“I have no problem with spreading cheers outside of Ponyville and Equestria! Even a Draconequus named Discord deserves a few chuckles, from time to time!” I suggested.

“Yes, even a poor Draconequus could deserve a few chuckles, I guess!” he agreed.

“While I may be busy; throwing parties, tending the counter at the Sugar-cube Corner and teaching at Twilly’s new school of friendship; I should be able to squeeze in a few minutes for you too!” I pointed out.

“When you put it like that, you make it sound as if you are the most busy Pony in the world!” he teased.

“No, silly. But, it is quite a lot of fun; throwing these parties, left and right. Just to see the ponies smile, and be happy!” I responded, ignoring the obvious tease.

“Too bad, there is no other draconequus I could throw a party for. I will just have to make due, with hosting a tea party, for Fluttershy; but, that is quite enjoyable!” he responded, clearly remembering fond moments with his first and very dear friend.

“I could very well imagine that; she is after all very enjoyable, to be around!” I added.

“We are lucky, to have a friend like Fluttershy!” he pointed out; winking conspiratorially,

“All the little things, we couldn’t have done; like playing buck ball, would never have been the same or as fun with Rainbow Dash!” I spoke; almost as if it had been a mere afterthought and never really spoken aloud, at me.

“I think you need something more, than just the piñata!” he then added; considering how he had just pulled of the tea party, for Fluttershy.

“Of course, I would need a cake and tons of pastries. You think a piñata could pull the cart, with the cake and pastries?” I inquired.

“Yes, but of course. Considering a party for a Princess, you would need just a little bit more to it; than the single one pony cart!” he pointed out.

“A four horse carriage, should do it!” I suggested.

“Four sneezing piñata horses, pulling the carriage, sounds delight full!” he pronounced.

“If only you could bake all the pastries to go with the cake to fill the carriage?” he added, in jest.

“I could, just watch me! Though I guess; it would be fun with a few of your flying, glowing, self folding napkins!” I responded, giggling hysterically.

“Oh, yeah; you could, now I remember!” he merely groaned; then started to chuckle manically, at the scene before his eyes.

“Perfectly fine and quite inoffensive, delicious and delectable cake and pastries to feed an entire army!” I promised; “And you are going to watch me pack the entire lot!” I promised.

“I am not sure, if I actually want to see this!” he responded, shivering all over his long, slender body.

“No? But, you will love to see the carriage; as it is fully packed and ready to go!” I informed him.

He snapped his fingers, for emphasis; as he made the four piñatas appear in the middle of the room. All perfectly unblemished silicon white, almost as if they had been carved out of ebony, by the most skill-full and experienced master.

“How is this?” he inquired.

“Could you give them a set of boots; with magnetic horse shoes, to make this perfect?” I inquired, intending for him to put on the shoes on a single horse and hoof at the time.

“I could!” he responded, snapping his fingers and made the tight rubber boots appear on the floor before him.

From there, he set out; putting the shoes on each horse, and each hoof one at the time.

While Discord was busy, shoeing the horses; I snuck out, baking the cake and all the pastries I had in mind to grace the party with. I managed to get back, just as he was finishing, shoeing the last of the four horses. I helped him, getting the horses in place before the carriage.

“There, you think this would be a fun party?” I inquired.

“Why do I feel, like being a little colt right now?” Discord inquired.

“While you are at it, could you make the effort; to invite two extra ponies to this party?” I inquired, bubbling over with laughter.

“I could, but are you referring to the Ponies I think you’re pointing at?” he inquired.

“Would you want to see the party, the way it was intended to be experienced; then by all means, invite yourself!” I prompted.

“And here I thought, you would never ask, Pinkie!” he responded, snapping his fingers.

The next moment, an odd little colt found himself seated at the front of the carriage. I was on his left side, just as I had expected.

All the Colts and Fillies, already seated around the table in the festive hall. Naturally, Princess Flurry Heart is sitting at the head of the table; just as her position as a Princess is demanding. I had set up most of the party well in advance, after all. Why leave anything to chance?

This being the Crystal Empire, the walls are shiny crystal. The fancy table already prepared; everything in place, short of the cake I have taken with me. Of course, they do not have any pastries either.

The piñata horses cantering into the room in style, stopping on a bit, before the table.

While I had initially considered to employ Rarity for the job, I soon realized that the Empire has an Imperial chef. Never go with anything less than the best; not in a situation like this. The Imperial chef had managed to prepare the table, with every tiny little detail in place. This is after all a Royal party, not a mere party in Ponyville for a random filly or colt.

“Since everyone is here, the party can begin!” Princess Cadance declared, with her royally beautiful voice.

“That is my cue!” the chef realized, looking at the carriage presenting the cake.

Discord gingerly jumped off of the driver’s seat on the right and released the horses from the carriage. I jumped off of the carriage on the left. Once the horses had been released from their service, they lazily trotted away from the carriage and stopped.

Once the horses had been released, they resumed their original job as piñatas, only to start sneezing energetically, every few minutes or so. I noticed the other fillies and colts found this quite hilarious and started to giggle or chuckle in amusement.

“This is of on a good start!” I pondered, as I observed the reaction.

“No broken piñata to clean up, afterwards!” Cadance pondered; “And Flurry Heart is too young to beat the piñata into little pieces, anyway!” she then added, snickering at the thorough thoughtfulness.

“Who could possibly have baked a cake like this?” the chef pondered, as he was cutting up the first slice for Flurry Heart.

“Just how many pastries did they bring in, to the party?” Cadance pondered; as she sent a glance towards the carriage in which we had just arrived, to the Imperial party in the crystal castle.

While everyone enjoyed the party and the cake; no colt or filly could help themselves, momentarily being distracted by the sneezing piñata in the large room.

"Why do they sneeze?” Flurry Heart inquired, curious as to why the horses kept sneezing, spilling a few more pieces of candy onto the floor.

“Just a case of Party fever!” Discord chuckled.