Diana had witnessed insanity only spoken about in plays and ancient texts after getting with Bruce. The Joker and Harley Quinn were certainly a testament of one of the various types of insanity that had become part of her life. Of course there was the normal insanity associated with being on the arm of one of the wealthiest men in the world, but that was only outside of the manor, and only when Bruce had to deal with the public. She thanked Hera that she didn't have to play that part with the exceptions of state dinners, charity events, and of course press releases that had to include Bruce Wayne as the figurehead of Wayne Enterprises. She knew that Bruce actually did run the company, but he also had Lucius Fox helping quite a bit when it came to the day to day aspects of the company itself.
Still, all of the crazy she had seen didn't explain what she was seeing now. There, inside of Zatanna's home, was a pink quadruped that was baking cupcakes up a storm. The smell of the cupcakes were certainly inviting, and the bouncy, curly, and practically animated pink mane and tail of the quadruped was holding platters while she hummed and sang a short song about baking cupcakes. She looked at Zatanna who looked confused, but not overly worried.
"This is the emergency?"
Zatanna nodded, "Di, this is a big emergency. Trust me, huge emergency."
Diana watched the being, which it looked almost like an animated character designed for children. Despite that it was certainly equine in nature, but how it was able to bake cupcakes, get said cupcakes out of the oven, and put them on a platter, and then stock them up was beyond her understanding.
"It seems harmless."
Zatanna sighed, "Di, she, and yes she informed me that she's a she, just appeared, shouted 'Forever!' and then went to making cupcakes. My home has at least sixty different magical wards around it at any given time. It would take one of your gods to just show up, and then I'd hear my wards all being destroyed. She didn't destroy a one! she just appeared!"
The pink... pony, for lack of a better word, saw Diana and gasped. She sat the platter of cupcakes down, rushed over toward her, holding a cupcake with a thick rich chocolate frosting on it, and presented it to her.
"Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! I'm so glad that you could make it Zatanna's my new friend party!"
Diana raised an eyebrow and slowly took the cupcake, "Thank you... Pinkie, tell me, what are you doing here?"
Pinkie grinned and waved a hoof, "Oh, that's easy!" she took in a deep breath, "I was walking around Ponyville when my tail started quivering, my ears flapped, and my right left leg got pinchy, so that meant that somepony was making a super Pinkie Promise, and that they were explaining that breaking a promise was the fastest way of losing a friend, so I had to come and say... Forever!"
She grinned, "And then I met Zatanna, and that other nice person who left. Oh! We've been making cupcakes, and I've invited a ton of people to the party!"
Zatanna looked at her, "How could you invite people? You've been baking this entire time!"
The sound of the phone got Zatanna's attention, and she lifted it. A clear voice on the other end gained her attention specifically.
"I must say, I didn't expect anyone of the Justice League to want to invite me to a party."
Zatanna swallowed slightly, "Circe?"
"Exactly. Unfortunately I can't come. I'm currently busy with things in South America. There's a darling little dictatorship down here that desperately needs a woman's touch. But I am touched that you were so willing to invite me."
Pinkie bounced, actually bounced, toward her, "Is that Circe?"
Zatanna nodded, "She said she can't come."
Pinkie's ears fell flat for a moment, "Awww... Ask her if she wants a cupcake!"
Zatanna looked at the being that obviously had to be on the same level as an elder god and nodded, "Sorry Circe, would you like a cupcake?"
There was a pause on the line, "Actually I would. I've been so good on my diet, and a little treat would be nice."
Zatanna looked up, "Yeah she said that would be nice."
Pinkie gasped, grabbed a cupcake, and suddenly she zipped off leaving behind a cloud of dust. A moment later there was a surprised gasp on the other end of the line.
"Okay, I'm willing to admit that I'm pretty ancient, and I've seen nearly everything, but this is the first time that I've seen a living cartoon character holding a cupcake. And she just came through some of my most powerful wards."
Before Zatanna, or Diana, could say a word Pinkie was back, humming, and heading toward the kitchen.
"Oh! Ask her if she liked the cupcake!"
Zatanna, surprised at the fact that this pink pony, as she called herself, actually possibly ran as fast as the Flash, if not faster, and delivered a cupcake to Circe, a sorceress with goddess level powers, and she wanted to know if Circe liked the cupcake.
"Did you like the cupcake?"
There was a moment of silence followed by the sound of someone chewing, "Actually, it was the best that I've ever had. Please inform your little pink friend that I enjoyed it."
She looked at Pinkie, "She said it was the best Cupcake she's ever had."
Pinkie smiled, "Yay!!!"
Diana stayed, and together she, and Zatanna, answered calls, from heroes and enemies, and explained to the little pink pony that most of them simply didn't have time to come and enjoy the party. Until a few moments later the door opened. Diana looked to see Bruce, Tim, Dick, Barbara, and Cassandra walking into the house. Bruce looked at the pony, then at Zatanna, and then back at her.
"Have I said before how much I dislike magic?"
"yay! Have a cupcake!"
After a bit there was a dark midnight blue aura filling the room, and another being popped into existence. At least this one had the good graces of allowing Zatanna to hear her wards physical failing before she appeared.
"Pinkameana Pie, thou art safe. Thy friend Twilight Sparkle was indeed worried over thy safety, and as such mine sister and I worked with her in order for me to find thee."
"Hiya Princess Luna! Sorry, I was having fun throwing a party for my new friends, want a cupcake?"
Diana noticed that this pony seemed to a combination of both a unicorn and a Pegasus. She sighed, "Truly, we would enjoy one. But only one. We are not our sister, and we do not simply eat cake for every meal."
The dark blue pony, which seemed to have a mane and tail made of floating blue either and twinkling stars, ate a cupcake, looked at those present, and gave a slight bow.
"Oh the behalf of Equestria we thank thee for watching over our subject."
With that the two of them disappeared.
Diana sighed, "Okay, that was certainly different."
Zatanna took a seat, "You're telling me."
Cassandra moved toward her, raising her hands, she signed quickly. Zatanna was never so thankful for taking ASL as she was when she was able to understand what she was asking. She grinned and giggled. At first Diana thought that she had lost her mind, but Zatanna shook her head.
"No, Cassandra wanted to know if I got Pinkie's Autograph. Apparently... she's watched her on television."
Diana looked at her, "What?"
Zatanna smiled, "She's part of a cartoon. Oh God that explains so much. Wow, I guess that means the Multiverse theory is pretty well right huh?"
Diana sighed and took a seat. She looked over at Bruce, "Bruce, I had no idea how insane the world was until I met you."
Author's Note
(AN: Hi folks. This was just something silly that I wanted to do. thanks RJP)
Anyone that had ever spent time at Wayne Manor could attest to the fact that Alfred Pennyworth was able to make some of the most delicious food, and treats, that anyone could ever want. Even a certain Kansas farmboy had to admit that Alfred's cooking was some of the best he'd ever eaten. Although he would never actually say it was better than the food he had growing up. So, for any treat, that wasn't Alfred's, to get a positive reaction from Bruce Wayne could only be a testament to the creator's skill. But what those in attendance at Zatanna saw wasn't merely a positive reaction.
It was Bruce Wayne sitting with a genuinely happy smile on his face. The small dot of pink frosting on left corner of his mouth told of the reason. Diana was surprised to see that a cupcake, of all things, had made Bruce so happy. Of course she had seen a happier smile before, but that was for a completely different reason. One that ended with them being sweaty, breathing heavy, and often in need of a shower, but still it was surprising to see him so happy.
For Dick it was beyond surprising. He'd never really seen Bruce fully smile before. It was odd to see his mentor, no, his father, smiling so openly. Seeing Bruce happy made him seem human, and it was odd to see the Batman as human.
Tim stood astounded. Bruce never really smiled. He grinned, occasionally, but this was the full on smile he'd ever seen.
It seemed weird. Incredibly weird to see Bruce smiling like he was happy. Part of him wanting to check to see if they had any anti-joker venom on hand just in case, but he knew it wasn't that. Not really.
Barbara sighed as she looked at the smile on Bruce's face. It was good to see him happy, and she knew that the Princess seemed to make him happy. Part of her was more than a little upset. Granted, she was with Dick, and she was happy to be with him, but the short time she flirted with Bruce had given her hope to see him happy. At best she got a grin, but she never got a truly happy smile. No, that seemed to be reserved for magical Amazon Princesses and cupcakes made by little pink ponies that apparently had the abilities of the Elder Gods. When she thought of it like that... Maybe that grin wasn't so bad.
Cassandra smiled. It felt good to see her adopted father showing his happiness in a way the others could see. She'd seen it before, in his body language, but this was the first time for her to see it expressed on his face.
Zatanna looked at Bruce, and instantly she began to wonder if there would be a way to get the little pink pony back to make more cupcakes. It would be interesting to see the Batman eating one on the Watchtower.
Bruce looked at the last bite of the cupcake, Huh, I wonder if it would be possible to contract her to teach Alfred how to bake those.
