Twilight Sparkle galloped up to Sugar Cube Corner. She was running late with Pinkie's request and was trying to make up for lost time. She quickly walked inside and noticed that an arrangement of furniture occupied most of the walking space of the restaurant area. This confused Twilight. Were the Cake's rearranging their furniture? They wouldn't have had a good reason to but that wasn't any of her business.

Before Twilight could call out to Pinkie she became aware of how quiet it was.

"Oh horseapples, I'm too late," Twilight whispered to herself. She knew she shouldn't have discussed Pinkie's supernatural pregnancy with Zecora for fifteen minutes straight!

***

While they were waiting for the mysterious brew Pinkie had asked for, Twilight and Zecora were discussing the reasoning behind the odd behavior of Pinkie Pie's unborn foals. Zecora was just as flabbergasted as Twilight and immediatly began to scour her books, scrolls, and other forms of print to see if there were any references or mentions of similar happenings to an expecting mother.

Zecora searched through all her documents but found nothing. That wasn't to say she didn't come up with a reasonable explanation, though. Zecora recalled the day Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich came back from their honeymoon. The two of them were going through all of Ponyville, greeting friends and neighbors as a sign of their return. Zecora was no exception.

Needless to say, when Ponyville got word that their resident party pony was going to be a mother of all things, they were both starstruck, and terrified. Again, Zecora was no exception.

Anyway, in the afternoon, approximately thirty minutes after Pinkie Pie and her hubby had left, Zecora had to travel through the Everfree Forest to gather more ingredients for her herbs. When she was done she headed back to her hut when she came across a patch of Poison Joke.

As Zecora walked around the prank plants she noticed that one of them had been stepped on. She couldn't remember stepping on any plants recently and this was the first time today she came across these flowers. Perhaps an unseuspecting predator or other creature of the woods. She shrugged off any concern and made her way back home.

The reason Zecora brought up that tale was she suddenly remembered that the path she was on lead a straight path to Ponyville.

Twilight was able to put the remaining pieces of the puzzle together and understand what Zecora was saying: Pinkie Pie's foals got their first taste of Poison Joke. What made that joke even less funny was that they weren't even born yet!

With that tidbit of information in mind, Twilight asked Zecora to quickly make a batch of the Poison Joke antidote. Luckily, Zecora was more than prepared and had a small bottle ready in case of an emergency.

However, once the requested brew was ready Twilight realized she had been with Zecora longer than planned. Doing her best not to be rude, she frantically thanked Zecora once she was given a bottle of the fresh brew and hightailed it out of the hut.

***

During her reminiscing of the recent hour Twilight took it upon herself to put all the living room furniture back into place. Once that was done she sat on the couch and thought to herself. She had come this far to carry out Pinkie Pie's request but had returned too late. Despite that, was not about to accept defeat.

Even with her drive to finish the task Twilight was still in doubt about this idea Pinkie Pie came up with. Whether it was foalish or just plain weird, Pinkie Pie's letter sounded sincere.

Speaking of said letter, Twilight decided to read it one more time. She took it out of her saddlebag and unfurled the scroll.

"Dear Twilight,

You fell asleep before I could talk to you more about my smart bun-buns so I left you this letter to tell you instead! Another thing I talked about with Mrs. Cake the other day was if it were possible to keep my bun-buns inside my little oven for more than eleven months.

Imagine it, mares could carry their foals inside them for as long as they want! Not only for personal reasons, but it could give some couples more time to prepare until the mother decides to cut off whatever's preventing them from foaling. I know it sounds weird and immature, but I want that to happen to me!

Once again, I know it's very foalish, but I think it's a fitting punishment for a mare that both acts like one and is carrying some. Jokes aside, Mrs. Cake would get to determine how long I have to keep baking my bun-buns until I have suffered enough. It would make sense since this is my first pregnancy and I saw what Mrs. Cake had to go through her first time! She is going through this a second time and I feel she has had enough stress to deal with. Especially considering what I recently did to the two of us, she's near breaking point.

So long story short, once you wake up from your nap I would like you to go see if Zecora has any "Prolong Pregnancy" potions or something like that! Right now, I'm probably in the middle of apologizing to Mrs. Cake so if it isn't too much trouble I would like to see if it can be done tonight.

I have to go now. Time runs short!

Sincerely, your Pregnant Pink Party Pony, Pinkie Pie!

P.S. My bun-buns say high too! Ow! Not in the ribs again...

P.P.S. In the hopefully unlikely event of us all being asleep by the time you arrive, have me drink the potion in my sleep. Please? Thank You!"

Twilight thought long and hard with how she should do this. It would be pretty irresponsible to interfere with the laws of nature and she didn’t feel like getting herself, or Pinkie Pie for that matter, into trouble over something as pitiful as this. Yet, Twilight didn’t want to disappoint her friend. She wanted to help out but this was pushing it. The sensible thing to do was give her the Poison Joke antidote and let nature run its’ course.

That was it then. Twilight came to a compromise to give the Poison Joke antidote to Pinkie and let nature run its’ course.

As Twilight got up and made her way to the staircase she thought back to what she and Zecora had talked about. If Pinkie Pie did indeed get into contact with some Poison Joke, then the sensible and simple thing would be to have her drink the antidote and leave. But then there was the other potion that would halt a mare’s pregnancy until a select other breaks the spell. Pinkie did say that she felt that would make a decent punishment for her actions despite the immaturity of it, but it still sounded like a ridiculous decision.

Twilight then realized there was something else to take into consideration: Mrs. Cake’s foals. If what Pinkie Pie had told her was true, about Mrs. Cake’s unborn twins were acting as rowdy as her own, then there was the question of how that happened. Twilight thought it might just be coincidence but she quickly dismissed that thought as this was nothing of the sort. Perhaps a bit of magic from a potentially unborn unicorn? No. If there was a case of fetal spell casting then she surely would have read about it. Maybe it could be possible for some pollen from the flowers may have gotten onto Mrs. Cake from Pinkie Pie touching her?

At that thought, Twilight desperately hoped Pinkie Pie washed her hooves after visiting Zecora that day.

As Twilight made her way upstairs, she fought back anxiety over the potential consequences she, Pinkie, or even Mrs. Cake would face. She quickly set those thought aside in order to focus on her task. Reaching the top of the stairs, Twilight soon came to an open door with a heart-shaped window. Knowing who’s room it was, Twilight took out the antidote bottle and walked in.

It was dark inside but Twilight’s eyes had adjusted enough by this point and she could see the sleeping form of Pinkie Pie. Twilight trotted to Pinkie’s bed as quietly as she could, stopping briefly when the floorboards creaked. Luckily, Pinkie Pie was sleeping heavily enough to not hear the creaking. Breathing a silent sigh of relief, Twilight continued her trek to the bed and eventually came alongside it.

Twilight brought the antidote up and set it down next to Pinkie’s massive midsection, regarding the restless mound with mild fascination. She found herself doubting her decision to avoid carrying out Pinkie’s request. She really did wish to help Pinkie Pie mend whatever rift had formed between her and Mrs. Cake but like she thought before, this was pushing it.

Twilight was about to plan about talking to both mares tomorrow morning until she heard Pinkie begin to mumble in her sleep.

“There there, my little bun-buns... Mommy’s here...” Pinkie then brought her hooves up and cradled her belly, rubbing it all over like a genie’s lamp. ”Mommy loves you very much... Even if you treat my little oven a bit roughly...” The unborn foals redoubled their squirming, making their mother grunt in discomfort. ”Take it easy bun-buns... I know you’re eager to have a rematch with Mrs. Cake’s baking buns, but no... You did quite a doozy on the both of us and I have to take responsibility for it...”

All the while Pinkie Pie was sleep-talking to her foals, Twilight listened with admiration for her friends’ desire to make up for her reckless actions.

The foals began to calm down a little and Pinkie smiled, happily rubbing her hooves all over her motherly swell. ”As immature as it sounds, you two as well as myself will share a time-out until your Aunt Cup Cake says it’s over... We just have to wait until Auntie Twilight comes with Zecora’s potion and then the time-out can begin proper...”

That last statement hit a mark on Twilight. Pinkie Pie was insistent enough in her choice of actions that she was even ensuring her unborn children of it. Even with the cons outnumbering the pros of Pinkie’s decision, Twilight couldn’t possibly back down now.

Swallowing her doubt and rethinking of backing out, Twilight picked up the antidote and put it back in her saddlebag. She pulled out the “Prolong Pregnancy” potion and did her best to pull the cork off without making too much noise. She used her magic to gently open Pinkie Pie’s mouth and brought the mouth of the bottle to her lips. It took about two to three minutes until Pinkie had drank the whole potion.

Her mission accomplished, Twilight thought it best to leave while she had the chance. She gently placed the now empty bottle into her saddlebag and left the room.

Twilight quickly and quietly left Sugar Cube Corner and made her way through the barren streets of Ponyville to her castle. Unbeknownst to her, however, in her state of admiration of Pinkie Pie’s dedication to bear punishment, was that she had completely forgotten about the second bottle in her saddlebag...

Author's Note

Sorry this took so long. Had an episode of writer’s block and a bunch of plot holes with the first version of this chapter. I ended up having to rewrite the whole thing.

Other than that, I hope you enjoyed my first attempt at writing a story that explores the more... exotic corners of my mind. I cannot and will not promise more stories like this in the future, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that there won’t be more. They will just take a lot of time since I’m still new to writing clop-fics and writing stories on social media in general.

With nothing more for me to say, have a good one.