Author's Note
IMPORTANT!!!
The following story you are about to read might contain some moments that you may think are out of character for certain ponies.
In response, I want to make it clear that this is my own personal depiction of these characters and I consider this story an introduction to these versions of said characters as I plan to possibly write more stories about them in the future. which is why there's a lot seemingly random moments thrown in for world/character building.
When taking my own personal creative liberties with these characters, I tried my absolute hardest to be as faithful to the source material as possible and I hope you as the reader can provide me with critical feedback on how well I did in that aspect should you decide to leave a comment after you are done reading.
With that said, I hope you enjoy this fanfic that took me hundreds of full read throughs and countless hours of editing to nail down to what I deem to be absolute perfection.
Also, I strongly recommend you don't eat or drink anything while reading this, just as a heads up. You can thank me later.
Button Gets a B
It was recess time at the Ponyville Schoolhouse. The young colts and fillies were running around, playing their childish games and burning off their excess energy; all except Rumble, who sat alone on the swing set, swinging ever so slowly with his head turned down to reflect his upset mood outwards. Naturally with him being in such a downer mood, the others didn't want to be around him as it would spoil their good mood while playing.
A certain brown colt whom I bet you could already guess the name of, approached him with an ignorant grin on his face; "Hey Rumble, how ya doing buddy?" Button said as he proceeded to hop on the swing set next to him. Rumble knew Button and he knew when Button wanted something, he probably wouldn't leave you alone until he gets what he wants. So, with a reluctant sigh, Rumble lifted his head and spoke up; "What do you want Button?" Rumble said in an annoyed tone.
Button sat there quietly for a moment, carefully contemplating his words; "Oh um, nothing, I was just wondering what you had planned for our big project after recess. Just curious as a friend, you know?" Button gave off a fake smile, desperately trying to convince one of his only friends that he was definitely most certainly not trying to copy ideas off of them; but judging how I'm explaining this to you, Rumble clearly knew better; "Really Button? just really? Mooching ideas off of others? That's got to be a new low, even for you."
Button's expression shifted into full panic mode upon hearing this, realizing that his brilliant, foolproof plan had backfired; "I, um, look Rumble, I'm gonna be honest, I think I'm gonna fail, I didn't study and I lost track of time with my video games! I've already asked everyone else here, but they just laughed at me, Surely as a friend you can help me out?! I'll give you anything you want! I promise!" Button pleaded as he attempted his best puppy dog eye's; "On any other day Button, I would gladly help you out, but today is an exception. I got my own problems to deal with." Button looked at his friend with concern and put a hoof on his shoulder; "Rumble, is there something wrong? You don't normally act like this."
Rumble's Brain:
"Look Button, I'm gonna level with you here. I got caught up as well. I wanted to train to be like my brother, but he caught me in the middle of my training and told me that my focus would be better spent on school at the moment. I promised him that I would get caught up on my grades, but as it turns out, I completely forgot we had that big project today; and now, now I have nothing to present. To make matters worse, my birthday is coming up in a couple days and I'm worried that if I don't perform well then I'll, I'll." Rumble sniffed before wiping away the sudden tears that appeared under his eyes; "N-No, I-I gotta remain strong and take my punishment like a strong stallion, that's what my brother would want me to do."
"Rumble, you're just going to give up? Just like that? come on! There's got to be a way we can get through this, we've been through much worse together! Now lets put our heads together and think! What's an easy way to pass a job interview?" Rumble leaned away from Button and began muttering to himself; "Probably asking to be the janitor or some job nopony likes. That's all I'll be good for anyways in life." Button Mash smiled at this answer, oblivious to the obvious sarcasm in Rumble's muttering; "That's it! A low end position at a workplace! Asking for a lower position like a janitor or shelf stacker will increase our chances of getting hired at a workplace! Now all we need to do is figure out how to phrase it in the real deal."
Rumble looked over to Button with an annoyed look on his face; "Look Button! No matter what we come up with, we're not gonna pass! We might as well cut our losses and not get our hopes up because this whole situation really blows for us! Oh and I would really appreciate it if you left me alone to my own thoughts for a bit!"
It was then that an idea struck Button as his mind began brewing up the answer to all their problems; "Blow? Blow! Brain Blast! Just like that colt, Himmy Nerd Tron, would always say! Rumble! You are an absolute genius! Thank you so much for your help! Now we'll pass for sure!" Button said as he ran off to play somewhere else while he began cooking up a plan in his head; "Whatever" Rumble said as he continued to stay on the swing set with his head turned down.
"Alright, next up we'll have Button!" Cheerilee said as she gestured towards the colt in question to take a seat in front of her desk for the job interview assignment. Of course, it wasn't an actual job interview, but a make-believe practice one. Still, the assignment was for a grade, and you know how adults get on about that. Button knew the importance of grades all too well, whenever he would misbehave or start performing poorly, his mom would always give him some sort of weird and bizarre punishment, which he was never a fan of and generally strove to avoid them as much as possible, even if he was just barely scraping by.
"Button, she said you're up." Diamond Tiara said in a snarky tone as she returned to her desk after acing the assignment. Button shook his head after realizing he was procrastinating in class again and the whole class giggled a bit as Button gave a sheepish grin and awkwardly rose from his desk to head towards the front of the classroom.
He sat on the stool placed in front of Cheerilee's desk. Button then looked up to Cheerilee who also looked back to him and smiled as she pulled out some paperwork which was another assignment Button had worked on earlier this week in preparation for this assignment which relayed all his basic information as well as a bunch of other information that would not only be boring to list out, but isn't relevant to the story; "Alright Button, I have your paperwork in check, so let's begin with a simple question. Why did you decide you wanted to get a job with us?"
Button's Brain:
"Well, I um, I wanted to make money so I can buy stuff I like and so that I can support myself in the future; and also pay my taxes, cause not paying my taxes is bad." Cheerilee nodded her head in approval and looked down her paper to ask the next question; "Alright, very good, and what sort of special skills would you say you have that would benefit you in this workplace?"
Button's Brain:
"Well, I'm very good with electronic devices. So maybe I can help out with the technical stuff once I've proven myself." Cheerilee giggled a bit at Button's response, deciding to go off her paper a bit and let him answer an improvised question of her own since he was doing so well; "Oh? And just what sort of position are you hoping to start off with here?"
Button's Brain:
Button leaned back on his stool and gave a cocky smirk as he put his back hoof's up on the teacher's table as if he was the smuggest boss there ever was.
(Basically, just picture Button doing this pose in your head)
Cheerilee was about to protest Button's sudden misconduct in the classroom when he proceeded to drop his line, which he believed would make him pass the assignment with flying colors; "Eh, just give me a blow job." The entire class let out a collected gasp and their hearts all stopped at once after realizing what Button had said to the teacher.
Cheerilee just stared at Button for a few moments both completely caught off guard and in utter disbelief by what he had just requested her to do. Her cheeks then began flushing a little red as she likely imagined naughty thoughts from the word in question being brought up but quickly realized this wasn't the time or the place to think such thoughts. She desperately tried to cover up her flushing cheeks and hide them with her hoofs while trying to maintain her professional demeanor in front of Button and handle the situation appropriately as a local underpaid teacher; "U-Um, B-Button, I-I don't think this is a very appropriate subject for the cla-"
Button's Brain:
"Yeah, you know, a blow job, I can clean your pipes if you want, or plunge the good old toilet, or dust off any corners that have given you a bad itch lately." The whole class's jaw dropped to the floor and their eyes were as big as dinner plates at this point. Cheerilee snapped out of her flustered state and grew a stern red angry expression on her face, which was rare to see given her general kindness. It was one of those expressions that told you that you screwed up big time if you saw it.
Button was now beginning to catch on that he might've just made one of the biggest mistakes of his life as he looked back at Cheerliee, whom was staring deep into his very soul with those angry eyes that would make even the devil himself cower before them; "Button, outside, now!" Button flinched and took a moment to look around the classroom, finally noticing everyone's over the top, comically exaggerated shocked expressions that were still frozen in place, as if they were hit by a spell that stops time moments after witnessing something traumatizing; "W-Wait? D-Did I do something wrong?" He asked the teacher.
At this point, Cheerilee has had enough of Button's shenanigans today and she began dragging him by the tail outside the classroom. Button of course, in his usual habit, cried like a little foal as he was dragged outside by the tail with Cheerilee, who showed no sympathy for him in her drags. After getting Button outside, she leaned back in the doorway to deliver her final message of the day; "You are all excused, Class dismissed!"
"And how are you today sweetie?~" Cream Heart said as a familiar customer enters the coffee shop. The Stallion immediately blushed as he approached the counter, already knowing that he was going to get his male hormones tested to their limits by being in the presence of this mare. Cream Heart was certainly the very teasing type at the workplace. There was definitely an increase in male customers since Cream Heart got a full-time job here at Marebucks Coffee; oh, and she also looked really great in that barista outfit, it was especially alluring to the colts who saw her in it.
"What can I get for you today cutie?~" Cream Heart asked as she charmed the customer; "W-Well, I'll have a latte, w-with extra milk please!" The Stallion requested causing Cream Heart to giggle a bit; "Oh? How much extra milk?~" She asked, purposefully making playful suggestive poses to win the colt over. The stallion's face flushed a deep red as he tried to come up with a coherent answer.
Just then, the phone behind Cream Heart began ringing; "Eh-Hold on a minute sweetie, gotta take this phone call real quick." Cream Heart said as she turned around, but not before making sure the stallion had a good view of her flank as she picked the Phone up. The Stallion couldn't hold it in anymore, this mare proved too much for him, his nose blood proceeded to explode all over the countertop like a violent orgasm and he proceeded to topple over and faint on the floor from pure bliss.
Cream Heart's Brain:
"Yes Hello? Cream Heart speaking."
"Oh, hi Cheerilee! How are you today?"
"What's this about Button? A class incident you say?"
"Well, I'm sure whatever he did, it couldn't have been that ba-"
Cream Heart blinked, and then her Face grew deep red with rage after hearing what Cheerilee told her next; "HE DID WHAT?!!" Cheerilee repeated herself on the phone, causing Cream Heart to make a big exhale out of her nose as she tried to remain professional and control her anger; "alright, I'll be right over!" Cream Heart hung up the phone and then immediately proceeded to chuck it out a window as her anger began building up again.
"Is everything ok Miss Cream Heart?" Mr. Trotsworth, the owner of Marebucks Coffee and Cream Heart's boss asked as he walked out of his office wandering what all the commotion was about. Cream Heart looked to him and in her seething rage, she could only mutter the words; "B-Button! P-Punishment! T-Time!" Mr. Trotsworth stared at her for a few seconds and then nodded his head; "Alright, I'll call in another employee to cover for you. Enjoy your time off." Cream Heart tried to give Mr. Trotsworth her best "thank you" smile but it ended up looking like a manic grin on a crazed pony; "Thank you Mr. Trotsworth!" Cream Heart said as she proceeded to stomp out of the door of the establishment looking ready to kill a pony.
Mr. Trotsworth's Brain:
Mr. Trotsworth looked around the coffee shop to see what kind of mess Cream heart left for the poor employee to clean up whenever she arrived. He saw at least 10 stallions passed out on the floor with their nose blood covering a lot of the countertop and nearby floor. He proceeded to whistle quietly as he wandered over to where the phone once was, only to then realize it had been chucked out the window. He considered deducting this from her paycheck but shuddered at the thought. Celestia knows what she would do to him if he punished her for anything during one of her anger episodes. He was just thankful enough to be impervious to her charms during work hours.
"Look! I'm sorry for what I did wrong! Could you please untie me now?! Miss Cheerilee?!" Button pleaded as he sat there near the playground, tied up by a jump rope with Cheerilee watching over him like a guard dog; "Nope! I'm not giving you another chance to escape! So now we are going to wait here together until your mother arrives!" Cheerilee said sternly. Button began panicking, knowing fully well that waiting around here would only spell his doom; "B-But! Do you know what she'll do to me?! You have no idea what horrors she'll put me through! I'll pay you anything! Just let me go before she arrives!"
"Before who arrives Button?!" Button's heart stopped, knowing very well whom that voice belonged to. He slowly turned his head around to be greeted face to face with none other than his very own mother who looked back at him with a glare that could make the devil turn into a statue. Button gulped loudly, knowing fully well there was no escaping his fate now; "Button, do you remember what you pinkie promised me a week ago?!" Cream Heart asked, getting right up in Button's face.
"Mom I-"
"SAY IT!!" Cream Heart yelled causing Button to flinch and shiver.
"I pinkie promised you that I would be on my best behavior this week."
"Mmhmm, and what did you do today?"
"I- I misbehaved! Badly!"
"Oh, you did more than just misbehave today Button! I think today you need to be taught a lesson! A serious lesson!" Button wanted nothing more than to be put out of his misery right there and then as Cream Heart began dragging him off towards home. He looked back to Cheerilee whom stared back at him with an unsympathetic glare, as if she was silently saying; "I hope you get what you deserve." Button knew he was in store for a long and grueling day that would surely push him over the edge both physically and mentally.
"Ow! Mom! Did you have to drag me home so hard?!" Button whined as they stepped foot inside the house; "You have no right to complain Button, especially after what you did today; and besides, that wasn't even your punishment." Cream Heart said sternly as she closed the front door behind Button; "T-That wasn't? look mom, I know you are upset with me but could you please-"
"Button, every time we go through with this, you always say the exact same thing and my answer is always going to be the same." Button silenced himself as Cream Heart reminded him who was in charge around here; "Now as for your REAL punishment. I'm going to have a little guest join us today."
Button was a bit surprised to hear that Cream Heart was going to be getting some assistance for his punishment this time, which both piqued his curiosity and made him feel slightly more dread; "W-Who is it?" Cream Heart made a devious grin as she looked at Button in a fashion similar to a predator toying with its prey before going in for the killing blow; "Well who do you think Sweetie? I thought a smart little colt like you would've figured it out by now. Do you remember what you promised me at the beginning of this week?" Button ran through the events again in his head; "Well I pinkie promised you I would- Wait."
Button's Brain:
As if on cue, the pink mare in question popped out of a nearby vase and yelled "Suprise! Did somepony call my name?!" Cream Heart looked over to Pinkie with a stern glare; "Pinkie! Serious! Remember!" Pinkie put her hoof to her chin as she remembered what Cream Heart told her earlier; "Oh right!" Pinkie said as she hopped out of the vase she was in and attempted to put on her best serious expression as she remembered this was supposed to be a punishment for Button. Despite her best efforts, she still didn't entirely look all that serious, if anything, she looked a bit goofy. Button would normally laugh at this comical display, but he knew very well to keep his mouth shut during his punishments as he did laugh once at a punishment his mom gave him once and he regretted it severely.
In the blink of an eye, Pinkie was suddenly right up in Button's face, her muzzle literally pressed up against his; making personal space look like a mere suggestion rather than a common norm; "Soooo Button! I've heard you've been a really, really bad colt today! And what's worse is that you broke a Pinkie Promise! To your own mother of all ponies! Which is the most super-duper horrible no good feel bad thing you could possibly do to somepony as important as her! As such, I'm going to give you a punishment that I can Pinkie Promise you will "NOT" find fun in any way!"
"W-What Punishment would that be?" Button said, now shivering in dread over what punishment Pinkie could have in store for him. Pinkie leaned into Button's ear and began to whisper; "We're going to be making, CUPCAKES!" Button immediately went wide eyed, and he felt his heart stop and blood go cold; "N-No, Y-You can't be serious about that- M-Mom! Please tell me she is joking! This is all just one big messed up prank! Right?! MOM?!"
Button looked to his mom who was putting on her saddlebag and heading out the front door; "I'm going to go run some errands sweetie. you two have fun!" Cream Heart said as she gave a sly wink to Button before turning around and beginning to leave. Pinkie grabbed Button's tail in her mouth and began dragging him towards the kitchen like a horror movie monster would in a slasher movie; "NOOOOOOOOO!!!!! MOM!!!! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!!!!! I HAVE SO MUCH TO LIVE FOR!!!!!! I WANT TO LIVE!!!!! I WANT TO LIVE!!!!" And then the kitchen door closed with Pinkie's manic laughter and Button's screams of terror being heard from beyond the door.
A few hours later, Cream Heart re-entered the home now packed with groceries. Upon hearing the front door open, Pinkie zoomed out of the kitchen and rushed to greet Cream Heart at the front door while holding a tray of freshly baked cupcakes suspiciously colored brown and dark orange; "Ooooo! Cream Heart! Perfect timing! We just finished making the final batch of cupcakes! Wanna try one? I bet you'll find them absolutely delicious!"
Cream Heart giggled a bit at Pinkie's offer but calmly shook her head; "I would love to try one Pinkie, but I need somepony to help me with the groceries first. Since this is Button's punishment day, I figure we should have him carry in everything since he's been such a bad colt today. Where is the little troublemaker anyhow?" Pinkie began to sweat and giggle nervously; "Oh um, well you see, the thing is-" Just as Pinkie was about to make an excuse, Button proceeded to limp out the kitchen, clearly tired and exhausted from all the work Pinkie made him do in there; "Huff... Puff.... I-I'm All done! Cleaning up the kitchen! C-Can I... Huff... Have a break now? P-Please?!" Button pleaded as he collapsed onto the floor in a tired heap.
Pinkie Pie's Brain:
Cream Heart then leaned over Button with a stern glare on her face; "Not yet Button, your work is far from done. You've got a whole pile of groceries to help carry in and unpack!" Cream Heart said as she proceeded to pick him up with her mouth and chuck him outside. Button landed on his butt with a thump and looked back to his mother with a pained expression before facing forward and seeing the unbelievable mountain of groceries his mother had brought home with her; M-Mom?! H-How did you-" Button began sputtering before being cut off by Cream Heart; "Less talking! More carrying in! The longer you take, the longer you'll be grounded, and you know what that means sweetie." Button's eyes went wide as he immediately began scrambling to get the groceries in as fast as possible.
Button's Brain:
As Button was carrying in the groceries, Pinkie grew a curious expression on her face as she began wondering what we were all thinking; "So Cream Heart? How DID you manage to get all these groceries here in the first place?" Cream Heart gave a little chuckle as she looked towards a gold trophy set on top of a cabinet nearby; "Let's just say I have my own history of dealing with heavy weights."
(Cue flashback)
Inside the barn at Sweet Apple Acres, the annual "Iron Pony Wrestling Competition" event was being held. Applejack was standing above the wrestling ring on a wooden platform hung up with a rope, watching the action below and commentating on it with a microphone. In the ring itself, Snowflake was up on the ropes, preparing to do his signature move which he dubbed; "The pony pulverizer" onto a poor dazed orange coated Pegasus named "Blitz Breaker" whom had his wings tied around his torso to prevent cheating in the competition.
"YEEEEAAAAHHH!!!" Snowflake screamed as he jumped off and lunged towards Blitz preparing to bear down his whole weight on him in the form of a body slam. Blitz snapped out of his dazed state only to look up and be wide eyed in terror as he saw the white hulking monstrosity coming down on him. The result of the pulverization of the Pegasus was a loud and satisfying cartoon SQUISH sound effect.
The crowd began roaring and cheering wildly as they witnessed Snowflake's powerful body slam and Applejack began counting down the pin to submission victory; "One! Two! Two an' ah half! Two an' three quarters! Ah, who a'm Ah kidding?! Three! You're out!" Ding Ding Ding, the bell went as Snowflake secured his victory. He got up and looked down to inspect the damage he caused to the Pegasus below, only to realize he flattened the poor pony, literally made him flat like a pancake. A paperfied mockery of his former self.
(RIP Blitz Breaker. You were a good fanfic OC literally no one cared about.)
"Woo Wee! That last match sure was a doozy wasn't it everypony?!" Applejack said as the ring was being cleared for the next match, Snowflake got his third-place medal while Blitz was peeled up from the ring's floor, rolled into a scroll, and then taken off to somewhere, presumably a hospital to get reformed back to his normal three-dimensional self; "But now, it's time for the moment you've all been waiting for! The finals match! Let's introduce the combatants!"
"In' this corner! We have the unbeatable I.P.W.C. champion! 6 years' worth of straight wins, no defeats, all of them either by submission or in this year's case, the opponent chickening out an' fleeing the ring! Let's give ah big round of applause for the one and only, BIIIIG MACINTOOOOSH!!!!!" Big Mac entered the ring, giving his classic; "Eeyup" as he did so.
"And in' this corner, we have some fresh talent wanting to show her stuff, promising us all a show we would not soon forget! Please welcome the up-and-coming, CREEEAAM HEART!!!" Cream Heart entered the ring looking all calm and unconcerned as she stood in her corner. Button stood next to her outside the ring, serving as her personal coach for this match; "Mom? Are you sure you can beat this guy? Sure, that last guy was a joke, but Big Mac is anything but! He's like a super-secret post-game boss in a final equestrian game!" Cream Heart looked to button with a smile; "You have nothing to worry about Sweetie, now you just watch and learn as mommy teaches Big Mac a lesson."
"Alright! Let's have a good clean fight ya'll! Ready, set, begin! The bell went ding as the two wrestlers walked towards each other, ready to put the other in their place. Big Mac expected Cream Heart to make the first move, which would prompt him to easily counter her with his massive bulk and lead to a quick and easy victory like he always had. But this time was different, and it caught him off guard. Rather than attacking, Cream Heart was casually walking up to him attempting to start a conversation as if they weren't actively in a wrestling match against each other; "So Big Mac, I heard you told my son earlier this week that he needs to get a life?"
Applejack began eyeing down her big brother from above as a bead of sweat began dripping down Mac's forehead as he realized he was being called out for his past actions; "I-Is that why you signed up? To go against me? Look Ma'am, all ah' said was that your son needed to get off his games and actually start living for himself." Cream Heart gave a little chuckle as she approached him further; "Oh I know, but guess what?" Cream Heart then gripped Big Mac by his sensitive place and squeezed tightly causing him to whimper like an injured dog; "I'm his mother and only I tell him what's best for him. So now I'm going to make an example out of you in front of everyone here of what happens when you mess with my son."
(End of flashback)
"And that's why there hasn't been another Iron Pony Wrestling Competition ever since." Cream Heart said as she finished recapping the story of that night in much more detail than was probably necessary. Pinkie remembers the following morning that some ponies were talking about how Big Mac's screams were something they could never erase from their memories. In response Pinkie gave each one of them her special memory scar erasing cupcakes, so they could go back to living happy without the unpleasant memory haunting them. upon realization of how Cream Heart's story linked up with the current situation, she then looked outside and saw three colts standing near the couple bags of groceries still left on the ground needing to be unpacked. They were each shivering and whimpering like dogs with their legs crossed to protect their sensitive places from further abuse.
Pinkie Pie's Brain:
"Huff...Wheeze...J-Just g-gotta *cough* get these bags in and- huff..I-I'll be... *cough* A-All done" Button said as he used the very last of his body's willpower to carry in the last couple bags of groceries. He made it to the kitchen before collapsing into a broken tired heap as his body gave out from being worked so hard. Cream Heart then leaned over Button with a playful sinister smirk plastered on her face; "All tuckered out sweetie? Would my big strong colt like a breath of fresh air?"
"Y-Yes P-Please, I-I need air! B-Badly!" Cream Heart giggled at Button's response; "Well Pinkie, you heard him, give him a breath of fresh air, just like we talked about." Before Button could process what was happening, Pinkie shoved the end of a tube into the colt's mouth. He looked up to see Pinkie standing next to a can of helium which had just suddenly appeared out of the blue. Button's eyes darted to the tube in his mouth and then followed them back to the helium can and then went wide eyed as he put two and two together.
Button began shaking his head left and right, trying to nonverbally communicate that he wanted out of this immediately. Pinkie was of course, fully aware of what she was doing and mischievously nodded her head up and down, telling Button Mash without saying a word that this was happening whether he liked it or not. With that, Pinkie Pie turns the valve on the helium can and watches as the air goes through the tube and into the young colt's mouth.
Button tries desperately to get the tube out of his maw, but he was simply too tired to move a muscle and was forced to lay there limply and watch as his belly was slowly and audibly starting to expand. His stomach made inflating balloon noises as he was growing bigger, which he found odd as he knew he wasn't made of latex. He figured this somehow had something to do with Pinkie Pie being here, which is perhaps why his mom chose her specifically to aid in his punishment as it would make things a bit less predictable and all the more traumatizing for him.
Button looked down at himself and realized he now looked like a chubby colt with how big his belly had gotten; "Oh no, did mommy's little foal steal from the cookie jar again?~" Cream Heart teased as she watched her rapidly expanding son. Button Mash had an embarrassed flush on his face from all the humiliation his mom was putting him through. One thing was for sure on the colt's mind, he would never again for as long as he lived, mutter the word "blowjob" ever again.
Pinkie Pie's Brain:
Button was now a balloon bouncing on the ceiling. His body was shaped like a large brown orb that had the bounciness of a rubber ball. It was at this moment that Pinkie finally decided to stop talking to the reader beyond the 4th wall and pull the tube out of his mouth. To Button's surprise, he didn't immediately deflate like a balloon would, instead he stayed in his shape which then concerned him with the possibility of him never getting back to normal.
"Well Sweetie, I hope you learned your lesson. Unfortunately, your punishment isn't quite over yet." Button went wide eyed as Cream Heart said this; "It's not?!" Button yelled and then gasped in realization that he could speak in his new balloon form; "You see, Pinkie has an upcoming party she needs to prepare for, and she was running a tad short on balloons due to all the other things in her busy schedule. How convenient is it for you to have misbehaved on this very day in order for me to have an excuse to do this to you?~"
"So wait? What's gonna happen to me?" Button asked, confused as to where this was going; "Well Sweetie, you are going to be a balloon at the party, oh and you'll be eating nothing but sweets while you're at Sugarcube Corner. So expect to be quite plump when you get back. But of course, I can't have you staying like that, so the final punishment will be daily workouts at the gym until you get back into shape."
Button went wide eyed at realizing his punishment was far worse than he thought and that it would extend to at least a month. Oh, and being at the party would guarantee that he would be seen and made fun of by his classmates. He would be the example of what happens when you say naughty words in front of adults. And Button did not look forward to living with Pinkie, knowing that she would likely bounce him around a lot and force feed him a bunch of sweets. Not to mention sleeping in this form for a night or two would be very uncomfortable, especially without his favorite plushie he liked to sleep with.
"Pinkie? I trust you'll take good care of Button for me?~" Cream Heart asked as she turned to Pinkie; "I promise that he'll have a great tim- I mean he'll be thoroughly disciplined when he gets back!" Pinkie said giving a sheepish grin. Cream Heart liked this answer as she nodded her head; "Oh and Pinkie, one last thing."
Cream Heart then leaned over Pinkie, getting right up in her face, the sudden shift in attitude caused Pinkie to retract into her body so much that she now looked like a pancake on the floor; "If ANYTHING and I mean ANYTHING happens to my precious angel!! Oh, you DON'T wanna know what I'll do to you!! Capiche?!"
"Yes Miss Cream Heart! I promise Button will return safe and sound!"
"Ok good, well then, hope you two have fun~" Cream Heart said as she suddenly and unexpectedly shifted back to her carefree happy demeanor. Pinkie Pie popped herself back to normal and took Button out the door with her; "Come on Button, we are gonna have so much fun- I mean discipline together!" Button looked back to his mom as he was dragged along by the Pink Mare out the front door; "Bye bye sweetie~ Get nice and plump for mommy when you return~" Cream Heart cooed as she waved Button goodbye.
Cream Heart waited a few moments by the door for the two to be out of sight before turning to the three stallions standing nearby with a seductive look on her face; "So are you colts just gonna stand there or do you want the reward for your services earlier?~ I'll be home alone for an entire day you know~" The stallions all looked to each other and then blushed intensely.
Cream Heart's Brain:
