Taking a deep breath Mark stays silent with his eyes closed before opening them and addresses the five mares sitting in front of him while in Twilight’s throne room.

“We don’t have to do this if it makes you feel uncomfortable, Mark. It was mostly heat of the moment but if you prefer we could try something else for your final lesson.” Twilight offered with worry toward her friend.

“Please don’t.” He smiles and shakes his head. “That would only make things way more awkward, if I go on a date I would rather be with you than with complete strangers. I mean the whole point of this is being able to organize a date right?”

“Kind of.” Twilight clarifies. “It is to take dummy dates to put everything you learn to practice both by taking the lead, and if lead by.”

“So some of you might do the latter one to see how well I fair?” He wonders with a raised eyebrow to which everyone nods.

“Fine, I could see the merit behind that, but if we are doing this we will need some ground rules. I value our friendship too much as to ruin it.”

“Of course, that is something we all share, we would never wish to hurt our relationship with you.”

“Thanks, and I’m also not a home wrecker, so Pinkie and Twilight unless Cheese Sandwich and Flash Sentry give me their explicit consent I…”

“Already ahead of you Marky!” Pinkie pushes a signed letter to him that catches him off guard as he takes it. “You can call him if you wish to have verbal confirmation too. Just know he is in a meeting with his prank factory, but he is getting out by noon!”

He kept reading the letter in confusion before freezing in place and looking at Pinkie “Pinkie! I meant a regular date, not…”

“I know silly, but I imagine to cover that anyway I mean we still have a bet to wager right?” She winks at him.

“Oh my, Pinkie dear, does this mean Cheese Sandwich, and Rose actually gave consent?” Rarity asks her impressed, to which Pinkie nods eagerly.

“Yeah they do, and in turn I permit both having fun in these adult themed super heated parties, we don’t discriminate, if it's a party we would more than love to join, that is how we meet Rose actually!“ She stated the fact with light giggling.

“And don’t you think you can weasel your way out Mark.” Dash points out. “Just because you beat a bug doesn’t mean I can’t handle you.”

“I will grant you this sugar cube, you do not back down even when seeing the bull. I can respect that.” Applejack nods solemnly.

“Ok suit yourself, but Pinkie even with this.” He shows the paper “I’m still not sure about it, I told you I’m not a home wrecker.”

“And you would not be wrecking anything silly, it's all in good fun. Besides, didn't you promise Fluttershy you will try something like this as a form of solidarity?”

“Well yeah but…how did you find out…?” He shakes his head and sighs in defeat. “Fine, I will still call to get verbal permission, AND I haven’t agreed to anything yet, my herd and I made it pretty clear, subjects like that can only be granted if the vote is unanimous.” He then turns to Twilight. “And I imagine you have something similar with Flash Sentry?”

“It wasn’t even contemplated as an option.” She confessed with some heat on her cheeks. “Like I said, the last thing we wanted was to make you feel forced or uncomfortable, and we know your stand with this kind of issue. W-Would you want that to be on the table?”

“I-I mean you always tell how Equestria is all about love and free expression of them in all their forms.” He clears his throat “But it is the same deal here, you will have to talk with Milky and the others, this MUST be a unanimous decision with both parties, completely ok with them. I will NOT betray their trust.”

Dash nods with pride, smiling after hearing that.

“And that is just one issue, we still need to address the rest of the ground rules, and see how the rest feel about all of this.”

“Sounds more than fair, what do you have in mind sugar cube?” Applejack questions in interest.

“First of all, let's be crystal clear what is going to happen, this is just pretend ok? No herd talks, no candidates and no obligation of intimacy.” He says glaring at Rainbow Dash who looks confused.

“What?”

“This is practice Rainbow Dash, not an excuse to bang each of you, I will leave the option on the table but it will happen when, and IF things develop beyond the date, so I don’t want either of us feeling forced to do this.”

Pinkie starts to give him her puppy eyes in expectation as he sighs. “I will talk with them, and will put it on the table if they say yes, but same rule! Nothing is set in stone, got it?”

“Yep! Let’s all just have some fun while on an innocent date,” She nods eagerly “and then see where things go.” She mumbles the last part with a knowing smirk.

“What was that?”

“Nothing, nothing, I’m ok with that condition. What about you?”

The rest of the girls exchange looks before nodding “Fair enough, anything else?” Twilight asks.”

“Yes, I don’t want this to be one date per day, I want days in between to mentally prepare and set any ideas for potential dates, as I’m sure you would like to have the same courtesy.”

“We would yeah, that is very considerate of you darling.” Rarity nods with a smile.

“Next I prefer not to be blindsided so, I would rather choose the order in which I date each of you. I will let you choose which one you prefer if you or I set the date. But I would like to know what mare I’m going out with ahead of time.”

“Good for me.” Rainbow nods with a smirk. “We all know which one you would like to go out with first.”

He smirks back at her. “You will see.”

“Anything else partner?” Applejack asks, and Mark humms in thought.

“Just that the first date, let’s have it a week from now, or sooner, or later if it works for the mare and well…this is mostly me being a bit full of myself, but I suppose it wouldn’t be right assuming it couldn’t happen.”

“What is it Marky?” Pinkie questions with a raised eyebrow.

“Don’t worry, this one excludes you and Twilight but well…if any mare is interested in becoming part of the herd, I ask you to please wait a while to see if what you have is pure heat of well…the moment, or you wish to persuade something more that sparked.”

“Ha, getting a big head aren’t we?” Rainbow raises an eyebrow at the comment.
“I hope I am, like I said the last thing I want is to make the situation between us uncomfortable in any form, so I prefer covering even the most unlikely of bases, other than that I don’t think I have any more conditions to add unless you want to add some of your own.”

“I wouldn't mind adding one.” Rainbow raises a hand. “When I win, would you be willing to make a public announcement on how awesome I am?”

“RAINBOW!” Twilight yells at her.

“You really want Ponyville to know how good you are in bed?” Mark questions her in surprise.

“Well of course I…” She stops and thinks about it for a moment, realizing the implication behind that. “N…never mind, it would be better to leave it here in the castle instead.

“Well at least she has half a brain at least.” Applejack mentions with a roll of her eyes before looking at Mark.

“So which mare would you prefer to start off with sugar cube?”

Mark looks at each of them as the mares look expectantly, well four of them at least, Twilight at the moment seem a bit lost having received this new information out of the blue.

One week later

Knocking on the door Mark waits patiently for his date as he takes a deep breath and calms his nerves.

‘Why the hell am I nervous? This is just a practice run!’

He pounders for a moment as the door opens, and the mare smiles brightly once she sees him “Glad you could make it.”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, when you described the details, I confess I got intrigued on how this kind of date would work in the first place,”

“Oh I’m sure you will love it! Did you bring what I asked for?”

Mark nods, and pulls out a big wooden spoon. “Didn’t imagine I would be bringing one of these onto a date.”

“I know, but trust me you will want to have a spoon for yourself.” She says with a giggle as she steps aside and lets him into Sugar Cube Corner.

“Are you absolutely sure the cakes don’t mind you borrowing their kitchen?” Mark questions the party mare who hops toward a rack and puts on an apron before passing another to him. “That is why we are using it at night silly, and yes I’m sure they don’t mind, Cheese and I use it all the time. And don’t worry about noise, the twins are with their grandparents and the cakes went to a swingers party and will not come back until tomorrow. Ms. Cake says hi by the way.”

She teases him briefly, making him chuckle nervously and look away in embarrassment.

“I’m so happy Milky and the rest allow you to do this too, this is gonna be so exciting!”

“Yeah wasn’t easy especially with Milky, which I don’t blame her, after hearing all about mares stealing stallions well…I can understand where she is coming from. But Umbral and Surprise managed to work out a compromise of sorts, like let me try it as a form of solidarity and well…because me and Fluttershy in the camp we never…well you know.”

“I see.” Pinkie looks down in sadness for a moment before cheering up once more. “Well I will prove to her that she has nothing to be worried about and she can trust in us. Who knows, maybe they might consider repeating it on very special occasions.”

“I really don’t think the life of a swinger is for me Pinkie.” Mark shakes his head.

“That is what makes it sweeter! Something special and unique that you treat yourself to on rare occasions!” Pinkie argue “Trust me, you cut yourself off something and then it becomes what you crave the most” She giggles with a nod.

“Haha, I will take your word on that, me and my herd aren’t THAT open either.” He chuckled and put on the apron as he inspected the kitchen. “So what do you have in store exactly? Are we preparing a cake?” He eyed the cooking book.

“Oh we are making more than that Marky.” She winks at him and lifts the book. “We are having a complete super deluxe cooking date!”

“A cooking…date?” Mark questions confused by the revelation.

“I will explain as we go along, for now would you go fetch a bowl? We will start easy with a simple cake.”

“Got it.” He nods and goes to pick up the bowl to start the night.

For the next few hours or so the two spend the night cooking and baking all sorts of pastries, treats from cakes, to cupcakes, to bon bons, and even honey bread, all the while exchanging stories about their herds and overall had a quiet and relaxing time working together.

“I swear there we are, heat on the moment, seconds away from just rip our bathing suits off and just go to town when all the sudden we hear a gasp, we turn around, and right there in the entrance was our boss”

“No! Really? And how did you get away from that?” Pinkie question invested on the story on how he met Umbral, to which he after some coaching decided to tell omitting some of the most compromising details

“Well you know, Photo Finish has a bit of a flair for the dramatic, and allows that incident to slip in exchange for us posing for a wedding catalog, a very old one she used to read when she was a filly, a bit of a nostalgia blast she keeps for her collection. After that we went and get some coffee with Autumn, we kept talking, and well one thing led to another, and now I have one incredible Thestral as my marefriend.”

“That is so romantic!” She stops mixing the cake mix to hold her cheeks. “And what happened to the Holstaur? Have you seen her again?”

Mark only sighs and looks down in pity. “No I haven’t be able to see Daisy again, but hey maybe it's for the best, I’m still recovering and I’m happy for her but well, I suppose I’m still sad I lost my chance, don’t get me wrong even if I had a chance, I would have taken Umbral too in a heartbeat as well… not in that way! I mean I would invite them both! Not that, it was the plan from the start and…!” He keeps stepping on his own words until Pinkie stops him with a giggle.

“It’s ok Mark, I understand, don’t need to force yourself. You found love twice that day, even when you didn’t notice one of them. I’m really sorry to hear things didn’t work out with Daisy, but hey I’m sure there would be another Holstaur that is available.”

“Yeah but not like Daisy.” He says dejectevely. “I know this is creepy for me to say, but Daisy well…she really reached out to me, not only because she is drop dead gorgeous because my God she is! She has made me feel things my herd has only barely managed to awaken, but she is more than just appearance. She is kind, sweet, friendly, she is like a giant teddy bear that I would just want to hug all day.”

He ends with a chuckle as he keeps his look down. “Man I must be sounding so pathetic right now don’t I?”

For the first time Pinkie gets angry and forces him to look at her. “NEVER say that again.” Before he could react she reached out and brought him into a hug, not a very strong one but one full of comprehension.

“There is nothing pathetic about being in love, sure it's sad you lost your teddy bear but to have felt all of that is something very nice and cute to have. Never forget that sensation because things like those are what being happy and in love is all about, got it?”

He was surprised, before he starts to chuckle. “I thought this was supposed to be a date, not a psychology session.”

“It can be both things.” Pinkie smiles with a chuckle of her own. “So what did you think? Did you enjoy your cooking date?”

“I did, thanks Pinkie.” He nods. “You were right, this was tons of fun and productive.” He admires their combined hard work, still impressed on how the two manage to cook an entire wedding cake that was almost twice their size.

“See? Just because it is not the usual doesn’t mean it can’t be a nice date. And that is something I really wanted you to always keep in mind. To have fun and do what YOU, Mark would like to share with your date, show them the real you, and aren’t afraid of breaking from the norm ever so often. Show them a good time. Here is a secret, but mares really love to laugh.”

They laugh a little at her little in joke as Mark nods. “I will keep it in mind Pinkie, seriously thanks for showing me a good time.”

Mark then notices some frosting on her apron near her chest. “Ah Pinkie you have a little something on…” Mark unconsciously goes and picks the frosting off her making her tremble a little while he licks the treat on his finger not realizing what he was doing, until he notices how Pinkie was now staring at him.

“Ah…”

“Oh you have some of that too.” Pinkie does the same, taking some of the frosting from his apron and licking her finger, the human not sure if she was doing it so slowly on purpose.

“Ok then.” He clears his throat. “I-I should be…” He turned around and was preparing to leave when a puddle of frosting made him slip and fall on the floor taking with him a lot of glazed donuts that covered him in jam, frosting, and whipped cream.

“Mark are you…alright?” Pinkie goes and tries to help, stopping when he notices the condition he was in.

“Y-Yeah I’m but my clothes will need a wash after this.” He lamented looking at the sorry state he was in now.

“R-right! A towel, let me…!” Pinkie was heading to get one, but also trips and drops a bowl of milk on top of her soaking her shirt and apron and making it hug her body firmly revealing the silhouette of her bra.

“Pinkie!” Mark goes to help by taking the bowl away, Pinkie realized her condition and how close Mark was, a piece of frosting unfortunately even landed near his crotch.

“I-I think I will need a bath too.” she mentions absently as they keep staring at each other.

“Y-yeah probably, I will need one too, y-you might want to go change clothes before you get a cold.” Mark says, swallowing a lump in his throat.

“Yeah, you should…should probably do the same.” Pinkie gulps as well before noticing the wedding cake they made. “S-Say Marky have you ever slept on a cake bed?”

“I…no I don’t think I have.”

“Oh well it's pretty delicious.” They both stay quiet for a moment staring into their eyes

“Oh screw it!”

“Oh screw it!”

They exclaim before he goes forward and kisses her lips, as she hugs his form, as they start to work on undressing each other, until they take off their respective aprons, followed soon by their shirts making them pause as Pinkie grabs one of the donuts and smears the jam on his chest before leaning down and start to lick it clean slowly and deliberately, sending a shiver down Mark spine and putting his dick to attention as he picks another donut to which he marks a trail to his face to which Pinkie follows until reaching his face were he feed the treat making her smile and giggle, before eating her treat slowly capturing his fingers and taking her time licking each and every single digit of all of the jam before fluttering her eyelash at him.

Licking his lips when he recovers his hand, Mark grabs a blue cupcake from the table while the other arms goes and hugs Pinkie from behind dipping her head as he starts to smear the frosting of the pastry on her chest in slow motions getting closer and closer to her right tit as he starts to drink in her features, map the size of her big breasts, and increasingly erect nipple, until a click gets his attention alerting him of the unhooked bra giving him more access to his final prize as he presses the cupcake right in the middle of her nipple, smooshing the pastry on it and leaving it there making her shiver from the cold as she gives him a come hither look and waggles her chest, as she remove the rest of her underwear and smooshes another cupcake on the other boob and presents it to him.

“Two sweet nipples coming right up!” She then chuckles at her own joke as Mark start to lick the frosting stopping momentary to laugh as well before continuing and making her gasp and pause when he finally reaches his goal, and starts to eat the treat right from her flesh in small nibbles playing and licking at her areola. Then her nipples once he reaches her treasure, before starting to sucking on them to accompany his dessert, with some delicious cotton candy flavour creamy milk.

The sensation starts slow but increases in volume as Pinkie starts to moan faster and faster at the administration, as she hugs his head and takes a moment to enjoy the treatment with delight. As Mark keeps playing and massaging her breast, and exchanging between them to clean all of the frosting.

“Oh wow, y-you really love b-boobs don’t you Marky?”

He stops and looks at her with a milk mustache. “Yes, they are my weakness, one of the things I love the most, I try to be collected and never stare but if a mare grants me permission. Nothing makes me happier than to drink some milk…” He stops playing with one of her breasts to slap her flank startling her slightly. “…and play with some buns.”

“Would you love to play with my buns?”

“Don’t know, will you let me play with them?” They chuckle briefly.

“I might let you.” She takes a chunk of the cupcake and, like him, feeds him the milk soaked treat. “If you offer me a yummy panini in exchange?” She reaches out as she picks up the pastry and wiggles her eyebrows before laying him down gently on the floor as she makes quick work of his jeans and pulls his boxers down, revealing his erect dick making her gasp. “It's you!” She exclaimed in excitement as she dressed his penis with the panini in one move making him shiver from the cold. “Marky, you were Mr. Mushroom?” She asks with a giant grin.

“Mr. Mushroom?” He questions before arching his head back and holds a gasp when she eagerly starts her blowjob showing her skill while eating the treat.

“Oh sweet merciful…!” His toes curl from the sensation alone as her particularly long tongue plays with his dick and balls and even using whipped cream to add to her dish, until there was nothing but his meat which she let go with a sucking wet pop.

“Cheese Sandwich you lucky stallion.” Mark mentions as he recovers his breath.

“It is you! It really is you! You are Mr. Mushroom.” Pinkie exclaimed in excitement bouncing up and down.

“What are you talking about Pinkie?”

“Don’t you remember me?” She asks, pointing at herself before snapping her fingers and looking at something in her mane until she takes out a pink leather mask, with a zipper mouth “Marky it me! The mare you performed the hishi puppet!”

“Wait, WHAT!?” He exclaimed in horror when the revelation hit him and he grabs the mask and then looks at Pinkie. “You were the pink leather mare?”
Pinkie nods eagerly, and hugs his chest. “Oh Marky! You have NO idea how much I have been wanting to meet you! That night you were fantastic and how you managed to push all my little happy buttons in just the right places! I really had fun that day!”

“But…that night…those leather covered ponies…you are into that stuff?!”

“Well yeah, what is the matter? It's just a nice little game.” She says with a chuckle. “Hey who was the mare you were with? She seems like fun too, oh was it Milky?”

“Ah…no and it's best if you don’t ask me her name, the whole thing is…a bit of a secret.”

“Ah got it, confidential.” She winks at him. “That’s ok, as a casual leather worker I know when to keep secrets. But hey why didn’t you ask for us ever again? Didn’t you like it?” Pinkie asks in worry. “I really thought you liked it, oh! Maybe I could help you remember how good it felt if I wore…” She was about to put on the mask but Mark stops her and shakes his head.

“It’s ok Pinkie, I…I still need to process that revelation, but to answer, I’m not sure I’m particularly fond of the idea of full body leather.” He smiles and pushes her back starting to work on her pants and just like with him he removes them along with her cute white thong revealing her messy pubic hair that at first glance looked like an extension of her crazy mane. “It kind of robs me of the joy of seeing a lady's treasures.”

“Oh! But there are body suits that cover everything BUT those parts…and you could play with my breast as much as you wish.” He was about to lick her pussy when the comment made him pause. “Really?” He looks at her with curiosity before shaking his head. “No…no! Focus, no Pinkie, I'm not interested in leather.” He then looks up and gets an idea as he brings over a freshly baked pie. “I have more of a craving for pie.” He lets the last word linger before inserting his finger into the pie and takes a good chunk of the strawberry flavored pastry before eating it and then resumes his work giving her a good long lick at her entrance with a warm tongue sending shivers down her spine. He slowly picks up pieces of the pie and keeps his mouth warm as he spreads her flower and keeps working. Once the pie was cold enough he smooshes it on her crotch, and lifting her legs, he took pleasure in enjoying Pinkie’s special pie as she gasps and moans with her tongue hanging out, until she can’t even utter comprehensive words.

“O-oh wow! I…oh Celestia! Marky! You know how to find my special spot! AH! I can’t Marky!” She tries to resist, but by then it is too late as her orsgam finally arrives as he eats her pussy with gusto. While his hands were busy grabbing hold of her beautiful flanks and giving them a strong squeeze adding even more to the orgasmic sensation.

“Milky y-you lucky bitch!” Pinkie yells in the midst of yet another orgasm in which Mark finishes with the last piece of the pie, and gives her one final kiss on her lower lips before smiling at a twitching Pinkie. “Delicious.”

“G-Glad it was to your…liking.” She says between pants. “Please come again soon.” Even tired she manages to make yet another joke which lightened the mood as Mark patiently awaited for her to recover.

“Compliments to the chef, so Pinkie, would you mind another sip of milk?” He asks expectataly.

“A sip?” Pinkie questions standing up and getting on all four. “What are you talking about Marky? We haven’t even started yet” She smile predatorily at him while licking her lips before tackling him into the wedding cake that falls on top of the two as she surprise him with a hungry kiss that he reciprocate in kind after the initial shock as they line their crouches until finally he manage to insert himself inside of her, breaking the kiss so she could moan loudly. “Oh yeah it is as comfy as I remember. Now stir me Marky, let's make a creampie!” She yells in excitement while circling their lips, and he starts to buck in and out of her. As he grabs hold of her and starts moving, the sugar makes them move faster and faster while they continue to lick each other.

Taking chunks of the cakes, they resume feeding one another using themself as plates allowing for little nibbles and innuendos when Pinkie keeps serving more sweet nipples and yummy paninis as she dug in until finally her second orgasm arrives making her moan loudly and hold him closer as she recover from the afterglow.

“Oh my that was…so yummy!” she half chuckles while looking at Mark “But why didn’t you cum?”

“Don’t worry about it, it takes me a bit more time” Mark said with a sad chuckle.

“Oh no, it's not gonna happen.” She nods with determination and to his surprise lifts both legs and literally screws herself deeper on him like a nut surprising him as she was now facing away and taking them doggy style. “We are not leaving until we make a creampie.”

“Pinkie really, you don’t need to AH!” He was lost for words as just like with Surprise her walls start to massage him and she resumes their work, her eyes going cross eyed by the sensation too.

“I…want a creamy pie.” She almost demands as they continue, and getting lost in the heat of the moment Mark leans down and grabs hold of her breast as he pounds at her faster and faster “Yes! Yes! Stir me, bake me up! Play with my delicious buns!”

Taking notice of his position and the access to her ass Mark takes full advantage and starts spanking her, that only serves to increase the sensation even more and clamp his dick even harder as he gets cross eyes and finally releases his first load inside of her.

“YEEEESS!” She screams giggling like mad and standing up bringing him with her as they reach the counter where Mark leans her forward. Pinkie pulls a series of cooking tools from everywhere and guides his hands until they squeeze her breast.

“Use me Mark, use me to make delicious cupcakes!”

“Confused and excited he does just that as he literally starts to milk her into the bowl and turns Pinkie to her cooking tool, grabbing hold of her hands and starts putting the butter, eggs, flour and any other ingredient, as they make a mess of a job, while preparing the batch. Things start to heat up even more as he exchanges holes and when it comes to stir he moves their hips in synchronization with their hands to mix all of the ingredients, until finally, 3 dozen cupcakes are ready for the oven.

“Do it! Put them in the OVEN!” With one final strong push, Mark inserts inside Pinkie’s flower as she put the batch inside and close the oven, setting the timer as they moan with a series of wet sounds as he continues to kiss her and play with her breast taking care of the rest of the frosting as she picks up cake frosting and fills her mouth before sharing it with Mark until a ringing alerts them that their batch is ready, for the final touches. Putting them back on the table they slow down, having cum for a fifth time panting, and if not from the fact that they were covered in flour probably sweating a lot.

Giggling weakly, Pinkie and Mark decorate the cupcakes with her cutie mark putting a heart on the final one when Mark slaps her flank and kisses her neck.

Spent by the bizarre ordeal they fall back and into the wedding cake where they took another chunk of it to end the night, starting to experience a sugar crash. So tired was Mark he didn’t notice how or even why Pinkie spins herself around a second time and gets closer so he could drink a bit more milk, before falling on top of him. “One super duper deluxe, creampie! So…yummy.” They both share a weak laugh before falling asleep.

By the end of the night the kitchen was left a complete mess with frosting everywhere and all of the food they made consumed or now being part of their body as smears and jams as they hold each other with Pinkie giggling on occasion and refusing to let Mark go as they rest on what once was a wedding cake.

The next day Mark rises up and stretches in satisfaction having enjoyed the previous night, until a long roll of pastries with Pinkie’s cutie mark lay intact, on the table.

‘Did we actually bake a batch of cupcakes while fucking?’

Mark wonders still impressed of what all happened, and how they even used Pinkie’s own milk as an ingredient, until something wet on his dick got his attention and when looking down he saw Pinkie giving him another blowjob before giggling and looking at him “Morning Marky, did you enjoy your cake bed?” She questions before resuming her work.

“Y-yeah I did, P-Pinkie not that I don’t like it but why are you…”

“Well the date isn’t over right?” She stops sucking, but replaces her mouth with her boobs. “I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed it.”

“Th-thanks but you really didn’t have to go this far!” His toes curl once more when she licks the tip.

“Maybe, but I want to, besides, your seed is pretty yummy too!” She gets back to sucking “thwig of it ash a tashte, in casehg you want to repsjt.” She talks while sucking, somehow Mark understands that she said (think of it as a taste, in case you want to repeat) something he sure will not be able to forget for a while, and will be more than enough to ponder once his herd returns.

Deciding to enjoy his gift, he pats her head and lets her finish before they both went take a regular shower together and after washing and cleaning Mark was on his way back home.

“Are you sure you don’t want some help cleaning the kitchen?” Mark wonders looking at the mess they made.

“Nah, it's all cool, the cakes are more than familiar with this kind of mess, and I can clean it like nothing, don't worry.” She dismisses his concern.

“Well if you say so, also what are you gonna do with...those cupcakes?”

“It will be a waste just throwing them out so I think I will leave them as a small snack. Thanks again for all the fun Marky.” She kisses his cheeks. “I had a great time and remember, never be afraid to be yourself and have fun, that is how a date should always go.”

“Will remember, thanks for everything Pinkie.” Mark waves goodbye and leaves. As she goes and starts cleaning, she notices how the cupcakes are now gone and Miss Cake pokes her head.

“Ah Pinkie there you are, listen, could you be a dear and clean the kitchen?”

“On it Ms. Cake, say have you seen a batch of cupcakes I left on the table?”

“Oh yeah hope you don’t mind but after tasting one I simply had to offer them as a speciality and they sold out in a matter of minutes! Seriously Pinkie what did you put in them dear? Whatever it was, the customers couldn’t get enough of it.”

“Oh…” She chuckles nervously the moment she hears that. “ah, love?”

Author's Note

So sorry for the delay, everyone! Hope you enjoy it