Pinkie awoke to find Kevin still asleep, a small line of drool coming out of his mouth.

"Awe...I was hoping that he would be up by now..." She looked at the window to see the sun setting. "It must me about 6:00." She crawled out of Kevin's shirt pocket and moved towards his face. "Wake up sleepy head!" She yelled as she poked his cheek.

After countless attempts, the little pink pony gave up and crawled up to his hair. "If you aren't going to get up on your own I will make you get up." She took a hold of his brown hair and pilled it up.

Kevin's left arm jolted up.

"Hmm...Let's try this." She pulled some hair near his neck, and his right leg lifted up. "I can Ratatouille him!"

Pinkie soon learned how to get Kevin to stand, slouching forward, and a little later she was able to make him walk. She was even able to figure out how to use his fingers.

"Now for something I wanted to do for him for a while." Pinkie said with a smirk.

*2 Hours Later*

Kevin awoke with a groan and stretched. "I must have dozed off..." He looked over his body and saw had flour on his shirt. "I don't remember cooking anything."

"It was me silly billy!" He heard his tiny friend yell. He looked behind him towards the kitchen and saw Pinkie standing on a chocolate cake, between two half melted candles, with a burnt match in her muzzle. "I just wanted to thank you for all you have done for me!"

Kevin was flabbergasted. "But tiny, what, how?!" The pink pony gave a wink.

"That is a secret." She giggled. "Now get over here and enjoy your cake."

Kevin took a seat at the counter. "I don't know what to say..."

"No need to! I know you you are grateful." Pinkie watched her owner cut the cake. He cut two slices, one a lot smaller for obvious reasons.

He took a bite and immediately smiled. "This taste amazing!"

Pinkie already was halfway through her slice. "Thank you." She said covered in icing.

Kevin laughed and the two finished their cake. "You need a bath Pinkie." The pink pony looked at her fur as her owner opened his palm.

"Yeah..." She jumped into Kevin's hand. "I haven't had a bath since I was shipped."

"Well, let's fix that." He carried her to his bathroom and set her down on the sink. "Don't jump in yet." He turned the water on and waited till it was the right temperature before pushing the plug down.

"Hey Kevin. What is that poster for?" Pinkie pointed to the poster she saw the other day.

"Oh. That was a present from a old friend on my 18th birthday. I didn't know where to put is, so he just stuck it in here." He looked at the poster on the wall. "It is a bit awkward when I take a shower..."

"Pinkie tilted her head in confusion then looked into the sink. "I think that is enough water."

Kevin turned the water off and carefully placed Pinkie into the water. "Too hot?"

"No. It is perfect." She relaxed in the water. Her owner got a little bit of shampoo on his finger and started to rub it into her fur. "This is nice."

"Glad you like it." Kevin scrubbed his little pony clean and rinsed her off. "There we go." He grabbed dry wash rag and dried her off.

"I am all fluffy!" Pinkie exclaimed looking at her fur.

"You look like something I watched on Youtube." He smiled and pet her. Then he started laughing as she sticks out her toung and made a 'sptttt' sound. "You are too cute for your own good." He picked his little friend up and carried her back to her little house. He laid on his belly when he saw her motion him down.

"That was fun. thank you Kevin." She walked up to his face and kissed his nose. "I love you Kevin." She nuzzled his cheek.

He was a little shocked to hear that, but he smiled. "I love you too, Pinkie."

"You are the best caretaker a pony could ask for." She yawned. "Goodnight Kevin." She walked into her house.

"Goodnight Pinkie."

Author's Note

Totally platonic.