A New Life

I looked at a sign. It read, "Equestrian Quake Cakes". Well, not exactly what I had in mind but I could change it later. I looked inside a storage compartment and it appeared most of the other boxes were there stacked neatly. Well, that was a good sign. I looked outside and it was pretty busy on the streets. Ponies hustling and bustling on their daily routines, mail mares zooming on a tight schedule and royal guards patrolling with their finest armor. It was best if I hurried up and set up the shop. It was mid-noon judging from the angle of the sun. There were no clouds in the sky. A bit hot but otherwise a perfect day. I was glad Leaf showed up when he did or I might not be here for at least another day.

I went to the door and found it unlocked. Weird but I guessed they had expected me to appear within a short time so I digressed. I walked in and there was no real design to the place with the expectation of plain wallpaper. The exterior walls were brand new and it felt like a new modern fashion. Of course, I'm no expert so I could be wrong. It had gray and brown colors plastid on it. Not the best look but beggars can’t be choosers. The front windows looked like they had been cleaned recently. You could practically eat off it... if that was possible. From there on out, I had to push myself to become the best baker in Equestria. I couldn’t let my parents down.

In exchange for being independent, I couldn’t blame anyone else but myself if anything happened. I was a bit worried since I was by myself... and homesick but I smiled and knew this was a new chapter in my life. Now, was the time to start putting everything away and afterwards dust up whatever they missed. I noticed the keys were on the counter. I grabbed them and took a deep breath, smelling the new bakery scent As I looked around some more, I noticed two very big crates near the counter. I didn't recognize these nor did I order anything like it. There were labels on there stating, 'Heavy,fragile, Make sure it's right side up, do not throw it or expose it to any naked flames'.

These labels were a bit overkill even for me. I wondered if my parents sent me something. Either that or they’re the baking supplies I ordered. I couldn’t rule out the possibility. These crates looked similar to what I had in the cart but still... I didn't see any tags labeling where they came from. Only one way to find out... As I was about to open the boxes, I saw it move a little.

"Achoo!" The crate slightly bounced up.

What the?! Just then, I heard some kind of moaning. Uh... is there some kind of animal in there?

"Ouch..." The voice said, softly.

That voice... Could it be...?

"Na, Probably just my imagination." I sarcastically said.

"That was close... Looks like I fooled him. I better be careful from now on." The crate loudly replied.

"Nice try! Like I didn't know it was you. What are you doing in there,  Cinnamon?" I asked.

The crate opened up and then appeared my closest friend, Cinnamon. She chuckled as leaned out.

"Hey there, Nutmeg... Didn't expect you to find me~." She smiled stretching her cramped wings out..

"I've got questions... One, what are you doing here? Two, how did you manage to survive in there for three days?" I asked, confused.

"Well, I wanted to tag along with you. I knew you be lonely without us."

"Us?" I asked.

"Those other ponies were mean though. They picked me up, right? And they said, 'It was heavy, so don't mess with it too much.’ I wanted to give them a piece of my mind but I didn't want to be left behind but I was upset, I really was!" She said, pouting through her nostrils.

She ignored my question and was acting childish... not that it was any different from her usual self.

"Well, to be fair, you could loosen up on my baking." I jokingly giggled.

She seem to ignore my comment and puffed her cheeks. Ah Cinnamon, She's a happy-go-lucky type of mare. She tends to only focus on what's going on in front of her and almost never gets angry.  Well, that's the best way to describe her anyways. But then where was...

"That explains why I didn't see you or Blossom went I was leaving..." I said, still confused.

Just then, I heard another sneeze. This time, coming from the other crate. I'm assuming it was her. I opened the crate and there sitting at the bottom was a unicorn.

"Hey there, Nutmeg... The inside of the box was getting dusty so, I was unable to hold back from sneezing." Blossom said in a monotone voice.

"Dare I ask why she's here as well...?" I pointed at her trying to get my head around the confusion .

"Same reason Cinnamon is. I would also like to add that the other ponies said the same thing to me as well... I was also upset as well." She said again in her monotone voice.

"Uh... What?" I tilted my head. "In any event, get out of the crate."

They got up and dusted themselves off. Blossom is the exact opposite of Cinnamon. She's very quiet most of the time and speaks in a monotone which makes it difficult to tell if she's mad or not. I was more concerned they appeared at all. There was no way those two could have sent themselves and I had a strong suspicion that my sister has something to do with this. How she could have done this is beyond my imagination. For one, sending living things that can die if they are in there for a long period of time. That might also explain why she wasn't there either. I guess I couldn’t complain. After all, they are my friends.

"This is such a lovely place! I love the smell and look of everything here!" Cinnamon trotted.

"She's right... This is Nutmeg's inventive at work." Blossom complemented.

"Blossom, Check it out! There's an upstairs as well. Time to explore!" She said running off.

"Just don't break anything!" I yelled.

I shook my head and smiled. Blossom stood in front of me with a faint smile.

"I'm guessing the upstairs is a place to live." Blossom asked

"Ah~! It's a whole other place up here! A living room, a view, it has everything!" Cinnamon yelled from upstairs.

"I must see it for myself." Blossom said, walked towards the stairs.

"Just don't get carried away..." I warned

"Ok~!" Cinnamon yelled.

The last thing I needed is to fix a room. Then again, I was not to worried about Blossom since she tended to be very discreet. I was more worried about Cinnamon to be honest.  And with that, my new life has just become weirder by the minute. Well, at least I could live in the bakery and not have to go looking for a place. That saved a lot of money for me. I guessed I should write to my parent letting them know I made it safely. I went out to get some paper and ink to write but before doing so, I went to check up on them. As I walked upstairs, something or rather, Cinnamon crashed into me. We fell backwards down the stairs and while I was bruised, nothing was broken at least.

"I just finished checking everything out~!" She said.

She got up and Blossom appeared as well.

"Everything looks nice. A passable score." Blossom said.

"That's... great." I gasped out as pain chewed on my skin.

I got up and noticed their manes were messed up. I dusted their heads to clear up the dust.

They both thanked me.

Their manes were always smooth while mine tends to be nappy. I was almost jealous in a way. After I finished that, I asked,"I'm going out to get some ink and paper. Could you guys help out by sorting everything out?"

They nodded and went outside to get the remaining stuff. I sighed realizing how crazy things had gotten. I went out and it looked like night was about to appear and the city was peaceful and quiet. I walked around and there was barely a pony in sight. Some places were still open and I had realized that I didn't know where the place was. I looked around and saw somepony. I went over to them and asked for directions to a ink and paper store.

She pointed over to about a few feet behind her. I thanked her and went towards .   After about a minute of walking, I noticed the store. I went inside and saw a mare working at the cash register.

"Welcome." She said with a friendly smile.

"Thanks. I'll be in and out in a second." I said.

I grabbed a basket and started to grabbed a stack of paper and some ink. After that, I went up to the cash register and handed the material over. She took a few seconds to add up the amount.

"That will be three-fifty bits please." She said.

I grabbed my bag and handed the bits over. She thanked me and I left the store. As I was on my way back to the store/house,  I realize I hadn't had anything all day and I'm sure those two haven't had anything either. I looked around and saw no stores open at this hour so I had to just eat what was left of the basket. When I walked into my store everything was a mess. Flour on the floor, kitchen utensils rolling everywhere and my apron somehow sticking to the ceiling.

"What happen?" I asked.

Cinnamon was nowhere to be seen and I spotted Blossom in the cabinets. She came out and said,

"We were moving things in liked you asked. Unfortunately, Cinnamon didn't like the way I was doing it and went upstairs to do what she wanted."

Well, that explains why she's not in the room.

"Stay here can tidy up the place. I'll get Cinnamon." I told her.

She nodded and went back to work. I went upstairs and it was somehow even more chaotic then downstairs was. I looked around and spotted her on the couch. I walked up to her and was about to wake her up but she seemed to be having a bad dream. She was shaking and appeared to be frowning. I didn't want to make it worse so I grabbed a blanket and put it on her. After that, I went back downstairs and said to Blossom,

"She's asleep. She must have been tired from running around all day. Let's clear this place up and we’ll eat."

"I am in your debt." She said.

I hate it when she does that. She doesn't owe me anything. I laughed it off and we started to clean up. It took us about an hour to tidy up the mess. I noticed the food that was in the basket was near the front door. I grabbed it and handed her some oats to her.

"Thanks." She said with a smile.

"After you finish eating, You can go rest. I'll take the upstairs."

She had a concerned look on her face.

"Don't worry about me. It's not too bad." I told her.

She didn't seem to believe me but didn't reply back. I went back upstairs and started to clean up the place. Lucky, most of the mess up here was easier to clean up.. Afterwards, I got into my bed and went to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a new day…