Pinkie Pie woke half past six. She felt refreshed. The sun shone through the window. After getting up, she walked down the stairs. Pinkie felt she should make breakfast for her friend. Also learn his name. She entered the kitchen, expecting him to already be down there. He wasn't, however. Just like the rest of the house, the kitchen was uniquely designed. Marble counter top, tile floor, sapphire blue wallpaper, and a cedar door, leading outside.

She found all the ingredients to make pancakes. Odd. she thought, He doesn't seem like the type of pony to be baking. Within five minutes, Pinkie had cooked up a stack of pancakes. At that moment the unicorn walked in, looking exhausted.

"You look tired. Didn't you get any sleep last night?" Pinkie questioned.

"I tried. Sometimes I have restless nights. I'm lucky to get at least three hours of sleep," he replied.

"Well, I made pancakes. Just my way of thanking you for letting me sleep here."

"No problem." He took two pancakes from the stack and started eating. Pinkie took three. Out of the ten pancakes she made, Pinkie had six. He didn't eat a whole lot at the party, so Pinkie had a feeling he wouldn't eat two stacks of pancakes. Pinkie couldn't help but notice that his cutie mark was, for lack of a better word, odd. It was a circular face, split down the middle. One side showed joy, the other sorrow. Both sides, however, had the mouth covered up. Where the mouth should be, there was a curved red line. It made the whole image look as if it was smiling.

"My eyes are up here."

Pinkie jumped out of her seat. She felt embarrassed. He caught her looking at his flank. "Sorry. I-I was just... admiring your cutie mark," she explained.

"Judging by how long you were staring, I doubt it was my cutie mark you were looking at."

Pinkie's face felt hot. "N-N-No. I was looking at your cutie mark. That's it. I wasn't looking at your flank."

"Sure you weren't. And I wasn't watching you stare for ten minutes," he said, sarcastically.

Pinkie was flustered. Has she actually been staring that long? Sure enough, when she looked at the clock in the living room, it was a quarter past seven. "I didn't mean to stare that long. I was just focused on the details."

He chuckled. "I'm only messing with you. That clock is ten minutes ahead. You've actually been staring for a minute or two."

Pinkie started calming down. Her heart finally slowing down enough to where she could relax. "You got me good," she chuckled nervously. "I was super worried."

"Why? You into me?"

Pinkie started heating up, her heart beating slightly faster. She opened her mouth to talk, but he interrupted.

"I'm kidding. Has anypony ever told you you're cute when your nervous. Your this joyous, energetic pony. And yet, you can still get embarrassed."

"You think anypony would think we're dating?" Pinkie asked.

"Why would they? I, officially, met you yesterday. It isn't like we were waiting for everpony to look away, and then date in private."

"Yeah. Only ponies we don't know would think that," she said, affirmatively.

"You breaking the fourth wall right now?"

"The what?"

"Never mind," he said, dismissively.

"Yes I am," she whispered, to no place in particular.

"Who are you talking to?" he asked, with great concern.

"Oh, sorry. It's just that I'm used to cameras."

"What cameras?"

"Just an inside joke between me and...friends," She winked.

"This is a random conversation."

"So? That's what I'm all about. Believe me, I've done crazier things."

"Moving on. What about my cutie mark seems interesting to you?" he quizzed her.

"All of it. Why is it split in half? Why is one side happy, and the other sad? Why is the mouth covered up and replaced with a red line, making it look happy?"

"I'll answer that later."

The conversation done, Pinkie got up and told him she had to go home now. They both said goodbye to each other. Walking out the door, Pinkie wondered what her friends would think about their conversation. Then again, the part about staring at his flank would seem...suspicious.

Arriving back in Ponyville, Pinkie was greeted by her friends. They embraced her in a hug, lasting for what seemed like hours. Though, it only lasted for a minute.

"Where were you? Mr and Mrs Cake were wondering where you went. They expected you to be back after the party," Rainbow Dash asked.

"We told them that, after the party, you walked with the stranger back to his house. We were worried you got lost when it got too dark," Fluttershy told her.

"Girls, come down. He let me stay the night at his house. Nothing to be worried about," Pinkie explained.

"That's it? He let you stay at his house for the night?" Twilight questioned.

"Well why wouldn't he? Pinkie Pie put together a banquet for him. So, he returned the favor. A true gentlestallion."

"Rarity's right. Pinkie did one nice thing for 'im, so he felt he had to repay her kindness. Ain't nothing more," AppleJack said.

"Yeah. He invited me into his house, and let me sleep there. His house is not what you would expect," Pinkie told them. Speaking directly to Rarity, Pinkie said, "You should see it. It looks like he worked on it for weeks." After they were all done discussing the pony, Pinkie started heading to Sugar Cube Corner. She had a feeling the Cakes would need her to bake some more goodies. After all, there was still twenty orders left.

After entering, she looked down the list of orders. She chose three of the hardest to work on. She figured the Cakes shouldn't have to deal with the stress of preparing major orders. Within two hours, Pinkie had finished both orders. She had all afternoon to do as she pleased. She decided she would find out what her friends are up to.

Rarity was busy preparing her new fashion line for an upcoming fashion show. Fluttershy had taken Angel to the vet for his vaccines. Twilight was reading Legends of Equestria: Heroes, Heroines, and Villains, for the umpteenth time. While AppleJack had to make deliveries to Appleloosa. She found Rainbow Dash hanging out in one of Sweet Apple Acres' apple trees.

"Hey, Rainbow Dash!" she called, in a singsong voice.

"Hey, Pinkie. Finished the orders I assume? Awesome! Now we get to chill together," Rainbow said.

"That sounds like fun!"

They made their way over to the lake. They brought their individual chairs to relax. Pinkie was happy. More than usual. She met a new pony, threw a party he enjoyed, and she gets to relax with one of her best friends. Pretty soon, he'd tell her his name. She knew it. He has to. Otherwise this would've been all for nothing.

Author's Note

Incorporated a classic "Pinkie Pie 4th Wall Break". I got lost myself. In hindsight, it was probably a bad idea. Oh well.