Marshmallow Fillying

Due to the brief delay caused by his meeting with Lyra and Bon-Bon, Joe was going to have to pick up the pace if wanted to catch his train. He briskly trotted his way down the road, keeping all further altercations down to only a short greeting for his most valued customers, and a friendly wave of the hoof for everypony else.

Joe managed to make it down to the train station just as the conductor was making his final call. “All aboard! Next stop: Ponyville!”

The lumbering pony quickly flashed his ticket to the kind Conductor as he jumped on board the train just as it had begun to start rotating its wheels.

The now out of breath pony began to walk down the cars as he made his way to his seat located at the rear of the train. As he opened the door to the caboose of the train he noticed that what was supposed to be his seat was already occupied by a young little unicorn whose coat was white as snow. Her little hooves hanging over the side of her seat, idly swinging to and fro. Her mane was a combination of both light pink and light purple, and her flank was as blank as could be.

However, there was something special about this filly, a certain something that Joe couldn’t quite put his finger on, but that drew him towards this innocent little mare.

He sat himself down on the seat directly across from this little pony, and after a brief moment of silence he decided to break the ice and introduce himself. “Why hello there little one, my name is Doughnut Joe. I sell doughnuts and doughnut accessories”. Joe then extended his hoof as a friendly greeting.

The little white pony lightly shook the hoof of the larger older pony in front of her as she introduced herself. “Hi, my name is Sweetiebelle. Um, it’s nice to meet you I guess”.

Joe could not believe what he was feeling. Her hoof was softer than anything that he had ever felt before! It was like shaking hooves with giant fluffy marshmallow! He became lost in the wonder that was this filly’s amazingly plush hoof.

“Ummm…Mister Joe? You can let go of my hoof now. You’ve been holding on to it for about ten minutes now,” Sweetie Belle said with a confused look on her face. Joe quickly withdrew his hoof, and the two ponies both shared in a mutual act of embarrassment and blushing.

“Hehe, sorry about that. Err…So where is such an adorable little pony like yourself headed to all alone?”

“Well I’m heading over to Ponyville, but as for why I am all alone….well that’s kind of a long story”

Eager to get to know this mysterious young filly of the utmost softness, Joe began to press Sweetie Belle for more information. “Oh by all means miss Sweetie, may I call you Sweetie? We have at least 20 more minutes until we reach Ponyville, and I’ve never been one to turn down a good story. So by all means, regale me with your tale.”

The nervous filly slowly edged herself away from the kindly Doughnut Joe and more towards the door. “Ummm, sorry but my parents told me not to talk to strangers who want to do things with my tail…”

“What? Oh, nononono! I just wanted you to tell me your story! I would never dream of doing anything to your tail!” Joe then began to day-dream about fondling what he assumed would have to be the fluffiest most luxurious tail in all of Equestria.

“Ohhhh well that’s o.k. then I guess.” Sweetiebelle quickly scooted her soft little rump back over towards Doughnut Joe. “Well ya see, my daddy was a member of the royal guard when he was young, but then when he met my mommy, they settled down in Ponyville where me and my big sister rarity were born. But then a couple years ago my daddy got called back into the guards and we had to move to Canterlot. My big sis rarity decided to stay in Ponyville though, and she started her own dress making boutique. So now I go to Ponyville almost every day for my schooling and to play with my two best friends; Scootaloo and Applebloom. They’re real great friends by the way, I remember this one time when we built a clubhouse, and this other time where entered a talent show, and this other time when-”

Sweetiebelle was interrupted by the trains speakers. “Now arriving in Ponyville! Everypony gather your belongings and make your way to any of the open exits.”

Joe immediately began to despair at the mere idea of not being able to see this oddly mesmerizing, young filly ever again. He didn’t know why, but he knew that he had to do something that would allow him to spend more time with her. He had to feel her touch at least one more time! Thankfully, Joe was struck by a stroke of genius.

“I guess we’ll have to cut our little conversation short then won’t we? Wait a minute; didn’t you say that your sister owned a little business in Ponyville? Well I bet that her store would make the perfect location for me to give out some of my doughnut samples!”

Sweetie Belle’s eyes lit up with excitement. “That’s a great idea! You seem like a nice guy, I’m sure I can get rarity to help you with your doughnut sales! Err…you might have to wear a fancy dress or something though. Rarity’s not really a fan of Aprons and lower fashion. Not that I think you look bad or anything! I think you look very nice!” Sweetie Belle smiled shyly after realizing what she had just said.

“Why thank you Sweetie Belle that’s very…sweet of you to say. And I think I will take you up on that offer! I’ll give you some time to warm over your sister, and then I’ll head right on over to her boutique.”

The two ponies exchanged brief farewells, and Sweetie Belle gave Joe her brightest smile, before they parted their separate ways. As they both got off, Joe could watch as the little filly was skipping off, whistling to herself.