Speed King

The world of Equestria was that of a more technologically advanced society than it was thousands and thousands of years ago. Those many years ago, Princess Celestia discovering a mirror shaped object that was able to transport her to a world filled with a species she never imagined she would see in her lifetime, Humans.

Rather than simply close off the portal, she instead had her most prestigious royal scientists and explorers; study new land and its people. Through these explorations, they discovered many new technologies that had been foreign to them. Things like computers, phones, and robotics, all became sought after by the many in Equestria. One-hundred years after the exploration of such a dimension, architects, inventors, and business ponies alike were both amazed and intrigued by such fantastical building structures and technology, leading them to attempt to emulate what they had found and it proved mostly successful.

The outcome of such technological innovations led to an increase in the overall education of the population, both on Equestria and the human world. With this education came new forms of political ideology, with many ponies and other species desiring a democratic influence on their government. As a result of many rallying behind this new ideology, the 'Equestrian Constitution' was creating, giving much of the political power and duties to a Prime Minister, while Princess was left only with her authority as judge of the Day Court.

By the time Twilight Sparkle, one of Celestia's former students, received her cutie mark, the use of computing, cellular phones, television, and even automotive technology had expanded beyond Equestria. Although some minor changes were done in order to accommodate for the equine species, such as magic gloves which were charged to emulate the feelings and mechanics of a human hand, predominantly to help with driving automobiles, led to an economic boom as well employment increases. This, in turn, caused the population to rise.

As a way to accommodate the increasing population, Princess Celestia, the Prime Minister, and many other world leaders came to an ultimate agreement, that the current cities were too inadequate for the population and that action needed to be taken.

...Which now brings us to Ponyville...

The day after the reformation of Nightmare Moon, an election was held for a new mayor. After the following election days, the one chosen for the position was a pony that most felt was right for the job, Granny Smith. Between her family being one of the original founders of the town and her decades of life experience, voting for her just made sense

As a business pony, she began working on reforms for every business owner in Ponyvillian economics, starting with projects to construct larger buildings for the town. One of the buildings she suggested was the "Tower of Comradery", modeled after New York's World Trade Center, with few changes to the structure, mainly a statue of one of the founders placed at the top of the building.

It was otherwise a relatively normal day in Ponyville, with the streets having gradually died down as Celestia's sun began to set.

"Have a fantastic day!" Pinkie exclaimed happily, as the last customer left the small bakery.
After Granny Smith was elected, she opted to expand small businesses, with the first being Sugarcube Corner. Because of her contributions to the bakery, she’d helped expand the store's business to other Equestrian states. Though they were given a choice of enlarging the size of their home, the Cake Family decided to keep their bakery/home, relatively the same size.

In the back, Mrs. Cake began cleaning off the counter of the various contents strewn about, while Mr. Cake took to the tables, wiping each one down. The door rang once again, as a young grey stallion entered the store, a saddle bag on his back. He scanned the room to see if he arrived before the store could close; however, his eyes became fixed on the yellow colored equine. He stared at Mr. Cake a good ten minutes until the pink mare behind the counter attempted to call over the young unicorn

"Hello, earth to- whatever your name is- are you alright?" the young unicorn continued to stare.
"Um, Mr. Cake," She began, catching the attention of both the stallion and her boss, "I think there’s somepony that might want to talk to you?" Curious, Mr. Cake turned to see the customer in question. The grey equine blinked once he met face to face with the shop owner. The long was a long span of silence between the two, while the young unicorn looked longingly at the stallion, Mr. Cakes would occasionally away from his eyes. What finally broke the tension was the sudden movement of the stallion, as he removed his saddlebags from his back, and began looking into it.

In his bag, he pulled out a photographed picture. He looked at the picture, then back to Mr. Cake, the back to the picture repeating the same head movements until he finally stopped and stared at the slightly uneased stallion.

"No. Fuckin'. Way"

Mr. Cake face went from uneasy, to slight irritation. With good reason being that his two young foals were not out of hearing distance. "Sir," he began, "Are you going to buy something or-" before he could finish speaking, the stallion exclaimed a word, or rather, a name that Mr. Cake had tried so long to forget.

"Accelerator...is that really you!?" The moment he heard that name, his eyes widen in both ineffable shock and fear, for he had not heard that surname in years. In an attempt to steer the suspicious activity away from him, he quickly composed himself before replying back to the young stallion.

"I-I beg your pardon-" he stuttered, but was once again cut off by the awe-stricken customer.
"I can't believe it's really you," he paused. As he continued to look at the baker, his face changed to that of slight disgust "I can't believe it's you..."

Entering the conversation, was a now curious blue earth pony. As she looked towards her husband, a sense of worry began to grow in her. "Is everything alright, honey?" she asked. Both males looked towards her in a state of surprise.

"Honey?" The stallion looked on in confusion before the realization finally struck him. "Wait, you settled-"

"I'm sorry sir the bakery is closed," Mr. Cake quickly walked over to the stallion and forcefully pushed him out of the store. Struggling to keep his stance, the unicorn began to bargain and plead with the owner, claiming several times that he was just there for a baker's dozen. Obviously, the stallion was having none of it. "Wait," he began as Mr. Cake had pushed him further and further towards the door frame, "Can I at least ask you one thing before you throw me out?"

"And what's that?" he complied

"Can I get an autograph?" With much gusto, the baker quickened his pace and pushed out the crazed unicorn. When he reentered the store, both his wife and employee looked at him with much confusion. Mrs. Cake then asked her husband about the event that unfolded in front of her.
"What was that all about dearie?" she asked concerned for the well-being of her life partner. Pinkie also entered the conversation, a little suspicious of her employer. "Yeah, I've never seen you this upset since that hoofball game." Recounting the many pieces of broken glass left by Mr. Cake and his sports buddies. Also having to extinguish the fire that Spike created in her bedroom.

Remembering such events, he began to blush a heavy tomato red, breaking eye contact with the two. "Well first off," he began, returning his look towards the two, "Pinkie, Cupcake I've apologized immensely about that game night, could we please just forget about that for a second." Although she was slightly annoyed by his forgive and forget' gesture, Pinkie and Cupcake decided not to go down that road once more.

"And secondly..." he trailed off, once again breaking away from the concentrated looks, "I want you to close the store, but could you call Twilight and the others over." With a slight look of worry on her face, Pinke made her way to the front door and flipping the switch for the neon sign from OPEN to CLOSED

Taken aback by her husband's suddenly serious tone, she made her way upstairs to gather her two foals. When she returned, she glanced at Pinkie, who was seen sporadically texting her friends at a quickened pace. "Carrot Cake," she began, "Please tell me what’s going on."

He sighed deeply before facing back to his significant other. "Honey...I need to be one-hundred percent honest with you..." He took a brief pause before finally finishing his sentence. "I've been lying about my past," he continued, as his wife's face contorted to that of absolute dread "My real name isn't Carrot Cake...It's Accelerator."

"Wait," Pinkie looked at her employer with slight mistrust in her eyes, "Are you telling me that-" Mr. Cake cut her off before she could affirm out her conclusion.

"That's right" he confirmed his pink co-worker. "I was known as one of the best drag racers in Equestria."