Pinkie Pie galloped through Sugar Cube Corner, waiting for a very special arrival. Later, the bell dingled as a grey pony walked in, her straight, blue mane barely bouncing as she walked towards the ecstatic Pinkie.
"You're here!" shouted Pinkie, bouncing up and down. She'd been waiting for this moment all day, and now it was finally about to happen.
The grey pony slightly winced as Pinkie shouted. "Why, of course. I would never miss a moment like this." she said, half way between serious and sarcastic.
Pinkie calmed down, looking into the eyes of the mare. "You've grown so big." she cooed.
The pony's eye slightly twitched. "Obviously, since you abandoned me for fifteen years." she said in the same tone as before.
Pinkie Pie frowned. "I'm sorry, Small Swirl. It was just for your own good. I couldn't keep you after your father...er...left me. It was just too much." she confessed.
Small Swirl snorted. "Sure. That's an excuse." she nearly shouted at the poor Pinkie. "You could've been a good mother and excepted it." She headed for the door.
"Wait!" Pinkie Pie called right before Small Swirl left. "I want to make it up to you!"
Small Swirl turned back, narrowing her eyes. "And how exactly do you plan to do that?" she asked, her voice full of anger.
Pinkie Pie smiled. "By getting you a house here, silly!" she said as if Small Swirl should know that. Small Swirl's eyes widened. Was this her chance to have friends?
"All right." she said. "Now where is it?"
