Author's Note

Here you go everyone, sorry if it feels a little rushed, but if there are any errors in this story, I welcome the constructive crititism, and as always, thank you for your patience and support and remember to stay tuned for more chapters to come and remember to brony on.

A Sweet Meeting At Sugar Cube Corner

Almost everyone in Canterlot City is blessed with a younger/older sibling. Sometimes they even more than one sibling in the family, which is either a blessing or a curse depending on their point of view. Your point of view is on your siblings, or more specifically, your 2 older sisters, Phoebe and Trianna is both a blessing and a curse. They both loved you from the bottom of their hearts ever since you were born. Mom and dad thought so, too. Some kids who were born as an only child would be overjoyed to be in your position. But those kids don't know half of what went on throughout your life as the only brother with 2 older sisters.

For nearly your whole life, your 2 sisters have this nasty habit of acting like they're your mothers and would constantly treat you like a 5 year old. Because of this, it was difficult for you to socialize with other girls, especially with your sisters acting like hound dogs, driving them away.

To keep yourself from going nutsy-coo-coo, you spent some time with a few students who were part of a Junior High School band that you joined. They needed a guitarist and you volunteered to fill in that position, and with a little help from them and a lot of practice, the band took off like there was no tomorrow. However, the band didn't last too long because back when you graduated Junior High, they ended up enrolling into another school that was out of town. In Canterlot High School, you were all by yourself.

You didn't know anyone there, so in your free time, you'd always isolate yourself in the music room and just tune up your guitar and play it. Being isolated in Canterlot High wasn't all that bad, you had lots of alone time away from all the other noisey students.

In fact, Canterlot High School was more of a sanctuary rather than a prison. At times you wished you could stay at the school overnight just so you wouldn't have to worry about your 2 sisters hovering over you like a couple of guard dogs. You didn't care if you had to do extra school work, or even volunteer to help out the janitor, all you wanted was some time away from your sister. You loved them very much, but they just didn't know when to draw the line on how to stop treating you like a child.

Soon, the day of graduation came and it was time to say good-bye to your sanctuary. Everyone else cheered and shouted "bye bye, prison, hello freedom!" but all you could think of was "farewell, sanctuary, hello hell," and boy did you wish it would just stop.

A few weeks after your graduation, that day went from bad to worse when you had to move out of your parents' house and move in with your sister at this two-story building. You already had a job working at Gamestop and the paycheck you got was fairly high enough for you to get your own apartment, so the only question that remains was this: How come mom and dad wanted you to move in with your sisters if you can already take care of yourself no problem?

Today, it started off like every other morning. You woke up from the sun's rays hitting your eyes and you let out a tired groan as you rose up from your nice, comfy pillow.

You checked your alarm clock and noticed it was 7:30 A.M. You climb out of bed, feeling meh-ish. You went over to your closet and got out a black T-shirt with the Gamestop logo on the left chest. You took off your long-sleeved gray shirt and put your T-shirt on. You then put on some matching black jeans before heading out into the bathroom and doing the usual brushing your teeth and putting on deodorant.

It was a surprise to you that your sisters were still fast asleep in their beds. They actually make a living by turning their own house into a type of daycare. The house is usually noisey all day, but you're usually off work around 5 or 6, so you don't usually walk home to a bunch of noisey children.

However, that's usually on the weekdays. On the weekends, it's hard to get some peace and quiet with all the yelling and screaming at first, so you isolate yourself in your room playing some of your favorite games that you got on your birthday last year. Most of them were the Sly Cooper trilogy or the Jak and Daxter trilogy, which is only a little bit harder than your other games, but a lot more fun.

Anyways, once you had finished with your personal hygiene routine, you walked out of the bathroom and head back into your bedroom and got your wallet before heading downstairs into the living room. There was a big couch and two recliner chairs on the right hand side of the house (left hand side where you were facing) a coffee table in front of the couch with a picture frame of your entire family smiling, well, everyone in your family except for you.

On your right hand side was the kitchen, but you didn't have enough time to cook. Your only choice right now was to pick up some breakfast on the way to work. You can cook just fine, but when your sisters volunteer to help you, the result of their cooking leaves you way more stuffed than a turkey. Because of this, you had to cut back a few big meals while putting in a decent workout by strolling around the city.

You walk to the front door and grab your house key and store inside your wallet where your ID was. Before you could head outside the door...

"Hey, little bro," said two female voices. You closed your eyes tightly and took a deep breath before turning around and facing your sisters, who still had on their matching burgundy pajamas. Their long, brown hair drooped over their shoulders like they had recently woke up. Unlike you, they're morning people. They both had bright smiles on their faces, almost to the point where it's both cute and creepy.

"Where are you going, we haven't even cooked you breakfast yet." Phoebe said. Phoebe has green eyes like your dad and Trianna has blue eyes like your mom.

"I'll pick up something on the way, and besides. I need the exercise," you said, twisting the doorknob. Right as you opened it up, you felt one of your sisters grab you by the shoulder and turn you around. Trianna still has her usual smile on, but she was starting to give off a strange, creepy, dark aura.

"Are you actually seeing someone behind our back?" she asked sweetly.

You instantly back away from her, getting slightly annoyed and scared. "For the 15,000th time, I haven't been seeing anyone and I probably won't if you keep acting like bodyguards. Seriously, I'm going to be 19 in January, what do you have against your own brother growing up to be a man, huh?" you ask, annoyed.

"We're just trying to protect you. We don't want you to get hurt." Trianna said.

"I told you before, I can handle things on my own, now I gotta head to work, I'm suppose to work 2 extra hours for one of my co-workers since he called in sick, so I'll be home a little late." you replied. After explaining, you unlocked the door and opened it up. "I'll catch ya later."

"Well, when you do get home, we'll cook up a big meal for you." Phoebe said.

"Uhh, just don't get carried away with the cooking, okay? I'm still watching my calories. You girls are great cooks and all, but I can't keep pigging out like some glutton. I'll pick up some coffee on the way to work, I'll see you girls later on tonight, take of yourselves, now." you say, walking out of the house.

"Okay, but just be careful when coming back." Trianna said.

"We love you, little bro." Phoebe said.

"Right back at ya." you replied, closing the door. You walked down the sidewalk and headed out into the city away from your quiet neighborhood. Once far away enough, you let out a sigh of relief.

You continued on your way into the city and took in the morning fresh air. It was a little chilly at first, but the weather was going to get a little warmer later on around noon. It was alright with you, since it'll give you time to jog at a restaurant and pick up a burger. If you're lucky, it might even help burn off some calories you still had from your little uneeded binge from last week.

All of your thoughts were soon interrupted by the sound of your stomach rumbling. You felt hungry, but now was not the time to complain. You kept on walking until you eventually reached Sugar Cube Corner, one of your favorite places to stop by for some coffee.

You walk in through the front door and head over to the counter. No one was behind it, but there were a couple of people in the dining area, eating and drinking. You waited patiently for someone to approach the counter by strolling through your phone for any kind of music to listen to or maybe play a game. Just as you were searching, you heard footsteps coming from the kitchen behind the counter.

Suddenly, "Hello!" exclaimed a female voice, making you jump. You nearly dropped your phone, but you caught it in the nick of time before it touched the ground. In front of you was an attractive young lady with pink, poofy hair and light pink skin with sky blue eyes. She wore a sky blue opened shirt over her white undershirt and wore a pink skirt with balloon stickers. "Welcome to Sugar Cube Corner!" she said, happily.

"Uh, hello." you replied, feeling a little nervous around her. "Okay, I'll just make this quick, I'd just like a nice and simple hot cup of coffee with a hint of cream, please." you said, trying to keep it casual. Just as you told her your order, a strange scent hit your nostrils, something sweet. The scent that caught your attention was coming from the girl in front of you. 'Hmm, she smells like cotton candy.' you thought to yourself.

"Cotton candy?" the girl asked. "Oh! You must be smelling the new shampoo I'm using." she said.

"Oh, I see-" your eyes widened. "Wait, d-did I just say that out loud?" you asked yourself nervously.

She then lets out a cute giggle. "You're funny, you know that? Maybe you didn't catch my name, my name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, but my friends call me Pinkie Pie. And pretty much everyone is my friend here! So what about you, what might your name be?" she asks.

You waited for a while to collect your thoughts. 'If my sisters saw me chatting with this girl, they'd never let me hear the end of it when I get home. But, I gotta admit, she's kinda cute.' you thought to yourself, until you realized something earlier, almost freaking out, 'I think I'd better watch what I say, I get this weird feeling she has the ability to read other people's thoughts.'

After you stopped talking in your head, you introduced yourself to Pinkie Pie and tell her your name and then offered to shake her hand. She accepts, but she shakes your hand more rapidly.

"It's so nice to meet you, so is there anything else I can get you? OH, I know, we've got a special for a delicious slice of chocolate cake with peppermint candy shards on top. It's one of our best sellers for only a dollar more, or maybe I can interest you in some chocolate chip muffins!" she says in a fast tone.

By some sheer luck, you were able to catch up with what she said. "Uhh, no thanks, I'll just have a cup of coffee to go, i've gotta get to work at Gamestop, soon." you tell her, politely.

"Okie Dokie Lokie, your total comes to $1.50." she replies. You reach into your pocket and take out your wallet, pulling out a dollar and two quarters before giving them to Pinkie Pie. "Thank you, I'll be sure have your coffee ready for you in a jiffy, wait right there." and just like that, she zooms into the kitchen like a pink blurr, and 5 seconds afterwards, she ends up popping out from underneath the counter, startling you. "Thank you for the wait, I have your coffee ready!"

You jumped and moved back one step. "H-How did you...?!" you asked, eyes widened with shock.

"A true party thrower extraordinair never reveals her secrets. Of course, you're still wondering as to how I did this, just ask the guy who writes this story, he'll tell you." she says with a squee.

Now, she's gotten you confused. "Writer? Story? What are you talking about?" you asked. You glanced up at the wall where a clock was and it said 7:50 A.M. "OH SNAP!!!" You panicked.

You went and grabbed the cup and thanked Pinkie Pie before rushing out of the shop. You ran as fast as you could, hoping that your legs would carry you far enough before you ran out of breath. You passed up one block and turned right at the end of the 2nd block. There, you could see Gamestop in plain sight. You slowed down and leaned up against the wall and took a few sips from your plastic cup. The coffee was delicious. After about five or six sips, you looked at your phone to see what time it was.

Your phone read 7:53. "Phew, thank... goodness." you panted. During the next few minutes, you just chilled outside of the store, drinking your coffee and taking in the fresh air. After you finished your coffee, you tossed your empty plastic cup in the trash and went inside to start your shift.

For nearly 4 hours, you've sold a total of at least 30 games, 5 of them were ordered online. One customer even went so far as to purchase a Nintendo 3DS XL and a Nintendo Switch. One thing was very certain, you were definitely going to get quite a fat check from your boss. By the time noon had arrived, that was your cue to get some lunch and right now, you headed out to get some lunch at Carl's Jr.

You can already feel your stomach growling like crazy. "Ugh, maybe I shouldn't have skipped breakfast this morning, I gotta get something to eat real bad." you say to yourself. Too bad you were out of solid cash, but luckily, you still had your debit card with you.

Suddenly, during your walk to Carl's Jr, the thought of Pinkie Pie entered your mind. Her beautiful, sparkling baby blue eyes looking directly into yours felt like you were gazing into the night sky. Her cheerful personality felt so warm and inviting and to top it off, she sure was cute. But your thoughts were soon struck by the sudden realization that she might have already gotten herself a boyfriend. You sigh with your head down and put on some music from your phone and kept walking until finally looking up to see Carl's Jr.

You walked up to the entrance and walked up to the counter where the cashier was. "Hello, welcome to Carl's Jr, what can I get you today?" he asked.

"I'll just have a chicken salad and a bottled water to, please, that's all." you replied.

"Is that going to be all, sir?"

"Yes, that's all. Thank you." you kept a small smile on your face so he couldn't see your sadness. It fooled him, so you were in the clear.

"Alright, your total comes out to $6.37."

You reach into your pocket and pull out your wallet and hand over your card to the cashier. He takes it and swipes it down on the card reader. He then presses a few buttons on the cash register and gives you back your card and you put it back in your wallet. He then hands you the receipt containing your order number and a water bottle from the little fridge next that has both water bottles and monster energy drinks.

One glimpse of those monster energy drinks and you felt your stomach turn. You only drank one of those back when you were still a Junior in high school and the taste was just awful.

You've had to get rid of the nasty flavor from your mouth just by chugging down about 8 cups of water on the day you came home from school after you tasted it. You swore to yourself that you would never drink another monster energy drink again for as long as you lived.

The cashier calls you over with your food and water ready. You walk over to the counter and grab your food before you gave your thanks to the cashier and headed out. Your trip back to Gamestop lasted a little longer than you thought, what with your hands full.

However, your long walk back made it unbearable when your stomach started growling more. The chicken salad you had looked so good to you that you could gobble it up right then and there. But you kept control of your urges and patiently waited until you arrived back at the store. You couldn't take your meal inside, or your boss would get mad that you messed up the game systems or the games themselves. You were okay with eating outside the store as long as you could enjoy the fresh air.

You sat down and leaned yourself against the wall, getting ready to eat. You took out a plastic fork and started eating your chicken salad. It tasted so delicious that you almost gobbled it all in only a few minutes, but you got a hold of yourself and savored the taste.

20 minutes later, your food was all gone and only had your bottled water left. You opened it up and chugged down half of it like you were dying of thirst. You waited a few seconds before chugging down the rest of your water and tossed your empty bag in the trash. Once back inside, you recognize a familiar face with pink, poofy hair, checking out the plushies and toys from different games like Minecraft or Pokemon. She soon glanced in your direction and and let out a gasp and waves at you with a cute smile.

"Hi there! I remember you, you're the guy I sold the coffee to earlier this morning!" Pinkie said.

"Yup, that's me. Is there anything I can help you out with, Ms. Pie?" you asked, walking towards her.

"Actually, yeah! You see, it's almost my baby sister's birthday and she really really REALLY has her eyes set on a particular plushie that's very popular to a lot of people."

"Really? What plushie does your sister want? Is it one of the Eeveelutions, or is it one of the pokemon starters, or would it happen to be Pikachu?"

"Actually, she really wants a Mew plushie." Pinkie said. "The only problem is, I can't find it anywhere."

"I see, well as you can see, Mew's actually one of the most highly demanded plushies in this store, in fact, we've shipped out 4 of them already. There's only one left, but it's a little huge. I don't know if that's what your sister wants, but I'm willing to make a deal with you." you explain.

"Really? How much is it?" Pinkie asked, taking out her wallet out of her hair. An unusual place to keep it, but my job isn't to judge the customer.

"Well, considering it's a large plushie, how does $15.99 sound?"

"Really, that's all, then I say... SOLD!!!" she shouts, beaming with joy.

You chuckled at her cheerfulness. "Excellent, just let me head into the back room and I'll have the plushie ready for you to wrap up for your sister's special day."

"Oh, thank you so much! You have no idea how long I've been searching for that plushie. I know there were a lot of plushies being sold online, but they were either overpriced or they would take too long to deliver, so this place was the only place I could think of to find a Mew plushie. You're a real lifesaver." Pinkie ranted.

"Well, I'm glad I could be of help to you, Ms. Pie." you said, before walking into the back room. Once inside, you move over to the shelf on the far left where the large Mew plushie was at. You grabbed it and took it with you out of the back room and moved behind the counter. You typed in the name of the product and how much you were selling it for. Pinkie Pie reached into her hair and pulled out her wallet, a very unusual place to keep her personal belongings, but it wasn't your job to judge her.

Pinkie reaches into her wallet and gives you a $20 bill. You put it in the cash register and hand her the change and told her something that really made her smile.

"I'm sure your beloved sister has wonderful taste in pokemon. But you know, Ms. Pie..."

"Oh, you can just call me Pinkie."

You chuckled. "Okay, Pinkie. Anyways, you should know that even if you ran into a dead end, it's important to know that at least you tried your very best to make your sister happy. And I should know, I've actually got 2 big sisters who look after me as well."

"Really? That's so nice! Maybe I should introduce them to my 3 other sister. I'm sure they'd get along so well, maybe I could even introduce them to my mom and dad, too!"

Though she had good intentions, you felt an uneasy feeling in your gut. You may have told her that you had two caring sisters, but you never told her they can be a little too caring. "Well, maybe we can, it all depends on when and how, you see my sisters work at home, running their very own daycare."

"Really? Okay then, how about my family and I comes over to your house and we can chat a little. Ooh, I just love making new friends! It fills me with so much joy!"

'Well, you'd be surprised.' you thought to yourself. "Anyways, may your little sister have a happy birthday and many more to come."

"Aww, thank you. Ooh, before I forget..." Pinkie reached into her hair again and pulled out a small piece of paper and a pen and starts writing down on it. She hands the paper to you and you accept it. You look at it and notice some numbers on it. "That's my phone number, give me a call when you're ready for me and my family to come over, I'll make sure to be fully prepared until then."

"Okay, Pinkie. Thanks for your time and have fun." you tell her with a smile. She smiles back at you and winks at you before walking out of the store.

Eventually at the end of the day at around 9:30 P.M, you were making your way back to the house. The streets were lit up with street lamps and the traffic lights. There were less cars in the streets than there were earlier today, no doubt most of the people have hit the sack.

There was only 3 things on your mind when you get back home: cook up something to eat, take a shower and head straight for bed. You were way too exhausted to do anything else. But then another puzzling thing hit you like a ton of bricks, and that was the fact that you had to tell your sisters that you met a new friend who happens to be a very attractive woman. You didn't want to tell them, but what good was it to keep secrets from them if they're eventually gonna find out later on.

15 minutes later, you arrived at your house and pulled out your keys. You put them in the lock, but the door unlocked from the inside. The door opens, revealing your sister, Phoebe, giving you the same loving smile she and Trianna always give you every day.

"How was work, little bro?" she asked.

"It was alright. I made a few big sales on a couple of game systems and some popular games. But I don't feel like explaining everything, I just want to sleep." you replied, exhausted.

"I understand. Anyways, Trianna and I fixed up some dinner for you and left it on the table. It's only a couple of hot dogs, so I hope you're not too mad."

"Nah, in fact, I prefer a simple little dinner. By the way, where's Trianna, anyways?" you asked.

"She's upstairs in her room, sleeping. She's been waiting for almost an hour for you to come home, but her fatigue got to her first and she collapsed on the couch. It was an even bigger pain to have to carry her up to her room, but at least she'll be well-rested for tomorrow." Phoebe explained.

"Typical Trianna, I wouldn't be surprised if she tried to pull an all-nighter."

"Me too, anyways, it's good to have you back home, bro. Enjoy your dinner. Good night." Phoebe gives you a big hug and you hug her back. She then lets go of you and walks up the stairs and heads straight into her bedroom with Trianna, getting some well-deserved rest. You, on the other hand, went into the kitchen and sat down at the table, eating up your dinner and kept thinking to yourself.

'Maybe things'll work out after all. I know my sister can be a pain in the neck with how caring they are, but I think if I can introduce them to my friend and her family, maybe things'll change' you say in your head.

But you won't know for sure until you tell your sisters. So, you decided that once you got yourself ready for work tomorrow, you would tell them about your new friend and you want to introduce her. It may start off all rocky, but you still have to try. Keeping your friend a secret won't do any good if they find out later on, since just the thought of that happening would give you a headache.