Big (Mac) Love

by Bronystories

Sticky Icing

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“I don't know,” Apple Bloom said, “Are you sure it's okay for us to have some of Cheerilee's chocolate cake?”
“She wouldn't have left it out if she didn't want us to have it.” Scootaloo said.
“Left it out?” Sweetie Belle said, incredulously, “It was covered up under her desk until you pulled it out.”
“In any case,” Scootaloo said, dismissively, “you and Apple Bloom are her family now. I'm sure Cheerilee wouldn't mind sharing some of her cake with family and their pegasus friend.” The orange filly gave a big toothy grin.
“That icing drizzle does look pretty good,” Apple Bloom said, licking her lips.
“Augh! Fine” Sweetie Belle said, caving in to peer pressure, “But just one slice.”

The CMC cut off one large slice to share.
The icing stretched as the slice became separated from the rest of the cake.
“I've never seen icing this gooey before.” Scootaloo said.
“”I bet it tastes great,” Apple Bloom said, her mouth watering.

Setting the big slice of cake on the back of a notebook, the CMC ran to a quiet corner of the playground to enjoy their sweet treat. Their young mouths watered as they stared at the moist chocolate cake, dripping with gooey frosting.
Sweetie Belle moved in and took a sniff.
"Is it just me, or does this cake smell a little...ammoniay?" the unicorn filly asked, hesitantly.
Scootaloo took a curious sniff.
"Nah, you're crazy," the brash pegasus said, "The icing totally smells like apples."

"Chocolate apple bundt cake!" Apple Bloom said as she leaned in to take her first bite.

Just then, the two biggest bundts in the whole class walked up: Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.

“What do you blankflanks have there?” Diamond Tiara asked nosily; her lackey Silver Spoon followed close behind her.
“None of your beeswax,” Scootaloo said. Trying to shield the cake from their view.

"Is that a slice of chocolate bundt cake?" Diamond Tiara said, circling Scootaloo like a shark, "You blankflanks shouldn't be eating such rich desserts. When it makes your butts bigger, your lack of cutie marks will be more noticeable."

The pink bully shoved Scootaloo to the ground as she dragged the slice away from the CMC. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle went to help their friend up.

"I'm doing your a favor," Diamond Tiara said, "You should thank me."
"Yeah, thanks for nothing." Scootaloo shot back.
"Ooh, nice retort," Silver Spoon said, sardonically, "Where'd you get it? The lame comeback-a-day calander?"

The CMC watched as Diamond Tiara split the cake slice into two pieces and gave one to her friend.
"I can eat anything I want, and I never gain weight," Diamond Tiara boasted.

The pink filly made sure all eyes were on her, before she took a big bite. She was determined hype how delicious this cake was, and taunt them for not having any.
After tasting it though, Diamond Tiara felt funny.

"Blech!" the pink pony said, retching, "You twerps tricked me! This cake smells like my dad's underwear drawer!"
"Your dad wears underwear?" Sweetie Belle asked, surprised.
"Only around the house on weekends," Diamond Tiara said defensively, the pungent aroma of the icing lingering in her mouth, "Shut up! Do I judge your parents quirks?"
"Every day," Sweetie Belle said, matter-of-factly.
"Still shut up," the pink filly repeated, "And that cake is garbage."

Their conversation was interrupted by a lustful groan.Silver Spoon was enjoying her portion of the cake a little too much.
"What are you talking about?" Silver Spoon asked her friend, while drooling, "This cake's the best! The icing makes it salty and sweet! I'll have your piece, if you don't like it."

"No!" Diamond Tiara said, curtly. If there was one thing the pink pony would not tolerate, it was giving something of hers away to a pony that wanted it. So, suppressing her gag reflex, Diamond Tiara forced herself to finish her half of the cake, opting to follow through with her plan to make the CMC jealous.
"You're right, Silver Spoon," the pink filly lied, as tears welled in her eyes, "This cake is delicious."

The CMC smiled, they could tell Diamond Tiara was having a miserable time, and they wanted to prolong it.
"Please give us just a tiny nibble," Sweetie Belle bluffed, "It looks so good."
"It...is," Diamond Tiara lied, as she forced herself to swallow another putrid bite, "and...(urp) that's why you can't have any."

Silver Spoon had long since devoured her piece of cake and was busy licking the last drops of icing from off the back of the notebook.
"Why is this so good?" Silver Spoon cried, "I can't get enough!"

Diamond Tiara sat on the ground, looking sick.
"Best...cake...ever," she whispered, her face going green.
Silver Spoon left her sickly friend's side and went crawling to the CMC.
"Please tell me where you got that cake!" Silver Spoon begged.

The CMC looked at each other. They all had similar thoughts. When Cheerilee comes back and finds out her cake's been tampered with, it won't be their fault.

Cheerilee was on her way back to the school. During recess, she popped into town to pick up a few things for her evening tomorrow with Big Mac.
"If I hurry," she thought, "I can eat my lunch before recess ends." Her mouth watered at the thought of tasting her special cake. The purple mare waved to her students playing outside as she entered the darkened classroom.

Walking over to the blackboard, Cheerilee was surprised to find Silver Spoon lying on her back underneath the desk. Her mouth was covered in chocolate. Icing dripped from her nose, and she was crying quietly.
"I couldn't stop myself," she sobbed when she saw her teacher, "Why does it taste so good?"

Cheerilee looked down at the filly and, after thinking for a moment about how to react, she smiled.
"It's okay, Silver Spoon," the purple mare said, "You remind me of myself when I was your age."
"So you're not mad I ate your cake with the delicious icing." the gray pony asked.
"Of course not," Cheerilee said as she helped the glutenous filly out from under the desk. The teacher pulled out a tissue and started cleaning off Silver Spoon's face.

"With an appetite like that," Cheerilee said, "in a few years you're going to make a lot of colts very happy."

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