Prologue: Mrs.Cake's POVView OnlineCups and Carrots in a cakePrologue: Mrs.Cake's POV"I swear I can't do this, M! This dress makes me look like a big, fat pig!" I loudly complained to my best friend Marissa while I anxiously posed in front of her bedroom mirror, seeing her sitting on the couch and fixing with her silver coloured mane behind me in the glass reflection. It was only a few hours before the big dance, which I originally didn't even plan on attending. No matter how much I adjusted and changed details in my appearance, something always seemed off when I looked in the mirror. It seemed as if it was impossible to actually look good today. "For the last time Cup, stop worrying! You look like a delicious pastry in that dress." Marissa Mare sigh, putting a strand of hair into place in her carefully fixed mane and looking over at me with a tired expression. The slim silver coloured dress that she had decided to wear for the evening was perfectly fitted and highlighted all the right parts of her well-trained, curvy body. "Maybe you're right..." I answered slowly, striking another pose in front of the mirror with new-found confidence and immediately smiling at the much more satisfying result. The fluffy blue and pink dress me and Marissa had bought for me the day before looked like something out of a fairytale and did a good job covering up my not so flattering, 'rounded' body shape. Smiling at my new-found confidence and finishing fixing up her newly coloured mane and tail, Marissa rose from the red couch and started flattening out the tiny wrinkles that had appeared on her dress while she was seated. I soon accompanied her, helping her get rid of the wrinkles in the dress where she couldn’t fix it herself. "Thanks for letting me prepare for the dance at your house, by the way." I said gratefully. "It gets a little crowded at my place with both my sisters and my cousin around." "No problem. After all the times you've let me stay at your place when I needed to get out of home, it's the least I could do." Marissa responded, frowning. Prior to her mother and father's divorce, she had often needed an excuse to stay away from home and her parents constant bickering, which in the end had resulted in me offering to put her up for the night more than once. After the last remark, we fell silent, simply continuing our preparations for the big school dance and helping eachother out with whatever tasks we for one reason or another could not do by ourselves, working towards the common goal of looking ‘perfect’ and deeming that we must have reached it by the time Marissa’s mom entered the room and told us that it was time to go. Author's Note Edited by Otaku250 So, I really hope you enjoyed this guys. Writing a Mr and Mrs Cake story is something i've wanted to do for a long time now.
Prologue: Mr. Cake's POVView OnlineCups and Carrots in a cakePrologue: Mr. Cake's POV"Are you sure this is a good idea? I could just go with the black tie instead!" I questioned nervously, frowning as my “buddy” Terry Stable ignored me and used his magic to tie a burning orange coloured bow tie around my neck. "Sure, Carrot, it matches your mane. After all, can't walk around with that flame on your head without a matching accessory!" Terry replied, ruffling my bright orange mane whose colour was what had driven my mother to naming me “Carrot cake”, and, while he was at it, tying the bow tie harder around my neck. "That's hard enough, Terry!" I suddenly yelped, backing away from the mirror and my best friend, who was now busying himself with applying gel to his chocolate brown mane and fixing with his tuxedo. I still couldn't believe how easily he had convinced me to come with him to the big school dance, even though I had no partner and most ponies didn’t even know who I was. "You know, Carrot, Marissa was really excited to hear that you're coming along. She got a friend who's without a date for the dance, too. I'm sure you two will have fun together!" There it was. Terry's matchmaking skills had gotten me a date for the dance, an unknown mare I had never met before, in the same moment as I agreed to come along. Terry, on the other hoof, had without hesitation won over Marissa Mare, the hottest girl in school, and convinced her to be his date. My own date, Cupcake they said she was named, was a friend of Marissa and I guessed it couldn't be too bad as she was known for her pickiness when it came to who she chose to be friend. "Yeah I guess it'll be okay...better than being a loner...but how come Cupcake didn't have a date?" I asked suspiciously, suddenly realising how weird it sounded with a friend of the school's uncrowned queen standing without a date. "She decided to join in late. Marissa convinced her, same way I did with you. An obvious match, ya know? Can you give me my tie?" He explained, using his magic to levitate the chocolate brown tie from my hoof as I offered him it. "Yeah, I believe you...you could have asked if I wanted a date, though..." I sighed, knowing very well that even if he had asked, and I hadn't wanted a date, I would have been too shy and passive to say so... ‘Just hope she's kind and dosen't mind an ugly-looking thing like me...worst that can happen is that she dumps me in front of everypony, and I'll get humiliated...like it wasn't bad enough that I look like a mare!’I thought to myself, looking down at my tall, thin, giraffe like body. I knew that I was a totally okay guy on the inside, but not mare bothered to notice as all they saw was my awkward body and crippling social fear... However, the fact that this friend of Marissa hadn't really planned on going to the dance gave me hope that she might have social issues as well.
Chapter 1: Mrs. Cake's POV View OnlineCups and Carrots in a cakeChapter 1: Mrs. Cake's POV Chapter 1: Mrs. Cake's POV I couldn't help but stare in awe as I entered what used to be town hall but had now been turned into a beautiful ballroom. The walls were draped in dark fabric that gave a feeling of being surrounded by an endless void, while the floor itself was decorated in a lush, grass-like material and somewhere high above our heads was a projection of a starry sky. "It's beautiful" I whispered to Marissa, who was standing next to me and grinning as she too looked around and the room. "It really is. The decoration committee did a good job" She commented. "However..." Marissa looked around in the big crowd gathering in front of us, obviously looking for somepony, as the door opened behind us and two stallions stepped in. Turning around to get a better view, I ended up nuzzle against nuzzle, of more like nuzzle against chest, as the other colt was significantly taller than me. Nevertheless, I immediately decided that he was the most beautiful colt I had ever seen with his light yellow fur and glowing orange mane dressed in a slightly too small suit with a bright orange bow tie. The colt immediately blushed and backed off as he noticed me. "S-sorry miss, I didn't see you there..." He said awkwardly, blushing. "It's okay," I smiled, internally smacking myself in the face because of how stupid I sounded, "Partly my fault anyway" After we apologised, we just stood there beside each other for a while, smiling and blushing awkwardly at the whole situation until Marissa appeared out of nowhere, accompanied by a stallion I had never seen before. "Cup! There you are! I see you already met Carrot?" Marissa smiled, and I looked over at ‘Carrot’ in surprise. I had been aware that Marissa had gotten me some kind date, but that it would be the colt I bumped into...it was more luck than I was used to having.I could feel my face heating uncontrollably, which worried me at first, but I quickly calmed down when I noticed that his face was heating too. “Anyway, me and Marissa are going to leave now so you two can have some time alone and learn to get to know eachother better.” The stallion explained, giving ‘Carrot’ a wink before disappearing into the crowd, Marissa stopping and giving me one last smile before following him. After they disappeared, I didn’t know what to do. The colt beside me was cute, despite his worried expression, and as much as I’d like to know him better I couldn’t figure out how to start. I had never felt this way around a colt before and every single line I could think of in my head seemed unworthy of being asked to him. “Who was the stallion that dragged away with Marissa, Carrot?” I finally said, deciding that it didn’t sound too stupid and I was bound to get a response that I could build on with follow-up questions. A huge wave of relief washed over me as I saw him looking down and smiling, answering my question. “Oh, him? That was my best friend, Terry Stable.” he said, glancing at me before continuing, obviously having realised something. “Also, my full name is Carrot Cake, not Carrot. It’s just Terry that likes calling me that.” “And my full name is Cupcake, so we’re both pastries.” I laughed heartily, doing my best with a glistening smile and ‘flirty’ voice to invite him along to kaugh at my small joke
Chapter 1: Mr. Cake's POVView OnlineCups and Carrots in a cakeChapter 1: Mr. Cake's POVTerry frowned as we finally reached town hall. The dance had started almost twenty minutes ago and even though I didn't care if we were a little late, Terry seemingly couldn't stop worrying that Marissa would have dumped him and found a new partner for the dance already. "Calm down, I'm sure she's waiting for you." I said, opening the door to the building and stepping inside, my friend following me by my side. Immediately as I stepped into the expertly decorated room on the other side, I saw the crowd that was gathering in the middle and felt something or somepony poking at my chest. Looking down to see what or who it was, I stared right into the most beautiful pair of eyes I had ever seen. The beautiful eyes belonged to a short candy blue mare with a fluffy, pink mane dressed in an equally fluffy blue and pink dress. She was absolutely gorgeous. Realising she had her muzzle pressed against my chest, however, I quickly moved away and apologised. " S-sorry miss, I didn't see you there..." I stuttered awkwardly and blushed. "It's okay," She smiled, "Partly my fault anyway." After we apologised, we just stood there beside each other for a while, smiling and blushing awkwardly at the whole situation, until Marissa Mare appeared out of nowhere, accompanied by my dear friend Terry. ‘Told him she hadn’t found someone else…’ I thought, listening with half an ear as Marissa started talking, but mostly focusing on the cute chubby mare in front of me. I had no doubt about what all the emotions moving inside of me meant but I was surely not going to try any flirting or anything. "Cup! There you are! I see you already met Carrot?" Marissa smiled, and I looked over at the mare beside me in surprise, just to confirm that I actually hadn’t misheard when Marissa said that the chubby little mare was my date. I hadn’t. Her expression perfectly matched mine and I silently wondered if my face was as red as hers. “Anyway, me and Marissa are going to leave now so you two can have some time alone and learn to know eachother better.” Terry explained, giving me a wink before disappearing into the crowd, Marissa stopping and giving her friend one last smile before following him. As they disappeared, I sighed, feeling utter despair as I realized that I was now alone with the absolute prettiest mare I had ever seen, and I had no idea what to say. Sooner or later, one of us would have to start talking, and glancing over at the small mare beside me with her worried eyes and uncertain posture, something told me it would not be her. Frantically, I tried to come up with something that I could force myself to say but all I could think of was stupid clichés that sounded so cheesy that I knew I could never bring myself to say them... “Who was the stallion that dragged away Marissa, Carrot?” ‘Cup’ asked, looking up at me with her beautiful cyan eyes, relaxing visibly as I smiled at her and answered the question. “Oh, him? That was my best friend, Terry Stable.” I explained, glancing over at my newly found love interest before continuing, realising something. “Also, my full name is Carrot Cake, not Carrot. It’s just Terry that likes calling me that.” “And my full name is Cupcake, so we’re both pastries!” Cupcake laughed heartily, inviting me along with a glistening smile and charming voice as I laughed at the joke.
Chapter 2 : Mrs. Cake's POVView OnlineCups and Carrots in a cakeChapter 2 : Mrs. Cake's POV2 hours later… Me and Carrot had been sitting in a corner and talking for hours by now, our friends somehow managing to avoid us completely, which, in reality, wasn’t all that hard when we had been occupying the same small corner of the room for the longest time. It didn’t really take a genius to figure out that the whole situation had been carefully planned out before hoof… Not that I did mind at all. I was more than happy to be able to spend some time with the shy and oh so cute yellow stallion. “Okay, listen up all mares and stallions!” The singer on the stage suddenly said, calling everypony’s attention. “We’ll now be playing the last song of the evening, and it’s an old dear that will never go out of style and is named *I’ve got you*!” The hole mass of ponies cheered at once, all of them familiar with the endless love classic that had been played on the radio since the stone age, and Carrot looked over at me with a slightly nervous smile plastered across his face. “Do you want to dance?” He asked as the band was getting ready to start singing the last song of the evening. “I’d love to!” I responded, grabbing his hoof and dragging him out on the dance floor as the band started playing. Our life is always changing and the menu never seems to stay the same it started out so simple and now it's grown into a giant sweet buffet but what else can I say it's just life it grows out from a tiny recipe but then it gets so crazy and wild it seems that things never get easy but I don't really mind as long as you're with me For some reason, somepony had opened a window and the chill night breeze that leaked into the round room made me shake, only being dressed in a thin, decorative dress, also causing me to almost unwillingly moving in closer to my dancing partner, who happily welcomed me into his unnaturally warm and cozy embrace. the things that we go through and the time that will pass just know that I will be here to make the moments last and though it seems life may be hopeless and untrue I know that I can make it through the hardships cause I've got you Suddenly, I felt that Carrot was pressing my body even closer to his, and his face was moving closer to mine, inch by inch, all until our lips met in a single passionate kiss that I'd come to remember every single day for the rest of my life. The feelings that exploded inside me as our lips locked was impossible to tell, a chaos of impulses from the different senses and overwhelming emotions intertwining and creating one big blissful cloud of positive emotion that continued to fill my hole being, even after he broke the kiss a few moments later, but still keeping the close physical contact between us. I never seem to notice all the time we've spent together since our youth the years continue passing in a giant whirl of sweet and sour truths but through it all we still find a way to be together when it's bitter sweet and through it all I still see your smile and that alone can top any treat and now I'm glad to say I know that you're with me "Thank you" I whispered softly into chest, relaxing and leaning my head against it, feeling the steady beat of his heart somewhere beneath the warm orange fur. Unbeknownst to the stallion embracing me as we continued to glide in circles through the room, the kiss he had just given me had been the very first in my whole life, and I doubted it could have been much more perfect than it was. "For what?" Carrot questioned, looking down at me with a smile, his beautiful blue eyes meeting mine in a moment of perfect bliss before I looked away. "For loving me..." I replied quietly, lowering my head and once more snuggling into his chest. I could feel his breast muscles tightening and for a second I wondered if I had said something stupid. Maybe he didn't love me. Maybe he just did it to be nice or something. But no...there had undoubtedly been something more than just pity that drove him to kiss me, and the way he had been acting all night also suggested something more. “That’s all I want to do” The words were a mere whisper wavering in the air above my head, but it meant a thousand time more than any kiss or slow dance ever would, and it made me feel safe and warm on the inside as my heart fluttered and seemingly swelled in my chest, over filled with feelings of love and affection.
Chapter 2 : Mr. Cake's POVView OnlineCups and Carrots in a cakeChapter 2 : Mr. Cake's POV2 hours later… Me and Cupcake had been sitting in a corner and talking for hours by now, and it didn’t really take a genius to figure out that the whole situation had been carefully planned and set up before hoof, and that our friends also were well aware of the fact that they hadn’t even been near the corner that me and Cupcake had been occupying for the last two hours. Not that it bothered me in the slightest. Once I had gotten my social anxiety under control and started to get to know my date I was more than happy to be spending time alone with the small blue mare. “Okay, listen up all mares and stallions!” The singer on the stage suddenly said, calling everypony’s attention. “We’ll now be playing the last song of the evening, and it’s an old dear that will never go out of style and is named *I’ve got you*!” The hole mass of ponies cheered at once, all of them familiar with the endless love classic that had been played on the radio since the stone age. It was the perfect opportunity for me and to try and get closer to her by asking if she wanted to dance. Taking a deep breath and doing my best not to look nervous as I asked the question. “Do you want to dance?” I asked as the band was getting ready to start singing the last song of the evening. “I’d love to!” She responded happily, grabbing my hoof and dragging me out on the dance floor as the band started playing. Our life is always changing and the menu never seems to stay the same it started out so simple and now it's grown into a giant sweet buffet but what else can I say it's just life it grows out from a tiny recipe but then it gets so crazy and wild it seems that things never get easy but I don't really mind as long as you're with me For some reason, someone had opened a window and the chill night breeze that leaked into the round room made Cupcake shack, moving in closer to my warm body as I happily embraced her to keep her warm. the things that we go through and the time that will pass just know that I will be here to make the moments last and though it seems life may be hopeless and untrue I know that I can make it through the hardships cause I've got you Suddenly, I noticed just how close to me Cupcake was, and she was doing her best to get even closer to me, seemingly wanting our bodies to get as close as physically possible. Her hooves was wrapped around mine, her body pressed against my tall legs and her face was burried into the bright orange fur on my chest. While I had never been very comfortable with too intimate physical contact there was something comfortable and soothing in the sensation of her fur and the fabric of her dress brushing against my tuxedo clad body. After a few moments, I realised her face was no longer pressed against my chest and when I looked down to see what she was doing, my eyes went wide in surprise as she reached up and pressed her tender lips against mine in a shy, yet passionate kiss. As she did so I could feel my heart raising and my stomach was filled with restless butterflies that spread out in every part of me and made me feel as if we were flying around somewhere high above the clouds. I never seem to notice all the time we've spent together since our youth the years continue passing in a giant whirl of sweet and sour truths but through it all we still find a way to be together when it's bitter sweet and through it all I still see your smile and that alone can top any treat and now I'm glad to say I know that you're with me "Thank you." Cupcake said softly, leaning her head against my chest and once more burying her face in my fur as she slowly lead us around and around in wide, graceful circles on the crowded but quiet dance floor. "For what?" I asked, the whole statement seeming very weird to me. It was she who kissed me, and though I would never admit it to her, that kiss she had given me had in fact been the first kiss I had ever received in my entire life, and though it had been nothing like what I imagined it would be, there was no way it could have been any better in reality and I knew that it was a memory that I’d carry with me for the rest of my hopefully blissful life. "For loving me..." She replied quietly, lowering her head and snuggling closer to me. Hearing her utter those two, special words made my body tense up and for a second I could feel her body tensing too, relaxing again a moment later while my body remained tense for a little longer. Everything in my head was spinning and I was trying to figure out what I was doing. She had been the one to take initiative to everything the entire evening, yet she was entirely convinced, and even grateful, that I loved her. Which I did, didn’t I? Everything about her was so utterly perfect and beautiful, and if I was to be given the choice of either spending the rest of my life with her or never seeing her again, I would chose to dedicate the rest of my life to her without even blinking. “That’s all I want to do...” The words slipped out of my mouth before I had the time to stop them, sounding very thin and shaky,yet resonating back at us both with clarity and a honest message that reflected the explosions of euphoric emotions filling my body with constant joy while in her presence. Author's Note So, this story is finished. Yes, Mr. cake thought Mrs Cake kissed first, and other way around. I like that idea, don't ask why
