Author's Note

Sorry for the long wait of this chapter everyone! I'll try to make sure these chapters can come out sooner so they'll be less of a wait. Remember to share your thoughts in the comments! See you guys next time!

Who Took the Pies?

A pie can be seen baking in an oven. A timer rang and the pie was taken out by a pair of magenta oven gloves worn by Pinkie, the party pony of Ponyville. She was preparing a batch of strawberry pies, covered with whipped cream and diced with sliced strawberry slices. Tasty, right?

"It is!" Pinkie exclaimed looking at..me? Oh right, you can break the fourth wall. Hi, Pinkie!

Pinkie waved back as she placed the final pie with the others. "Well, it took a while but I finally finished all of the pies for Pound and Pumpkin Cake's birthday party." Pinkie said, exhausted. Just then, the two aforementioned foals crawled into the kitchen, giggling like, well, foals. "Oh, hey, Pumpkin and Pound. You want some whipped cream." Pinkie said as she gave a small dollop of cream to the small foals. Pumpkin and Pound Cake giggled as they took a taste.

After that, Pinkie loaded the pies into the fridge so that they were ready for the party tomorrow. She was very excited since the little foals were officially turning into fillies. As the day turned to night, and the ponies in Ponyville slept peacefully in their bed, all was quiet in the town. Well, except for the sound of stomping made by a large, shadowy figure. As walked through the town, it suddenly caught a whiff of something coming from a large building with what looked like a large gingerbread house covered in pink frosting.

The figure was about to stomp off when it smelled something they had never smelled before. Something sweet. Something delicious. The smell formed into a hand, beckoning for the figure to follow it to the bakery. The shadow began to follow it and was easily able to open the front door, because, well, the thing was bigger than the entrance, so it was pretty easy. As the creature carefully stepped into the building, the floorboards creaked under its massive weight. It continued to sniff until it reached the smells source: a medium-sized container about the size of himself. He ripped open the container's door and looked inside. What lied there were 6 pies on a tray, laced with whipped cream and strawberry slices.

As the shadow looked at the pies, his stomach started to growl. While he was a carnivore and his diet was exclusive to meat, he was starving! He took a small bite out of one of the pies. Then another. And another. And another. And before he knew it, he had eaten the entire batch. The creature licked his lips in satisfaction and walked back to the Everfree Forest.

The next day...

Pinkie smiled as she woke up. It was the Cake's twins birthday! She squealed in excitement and rushed downstairs...only to be completely shocked at the sight before her. The fridge's damage was nothing to the state of the front entrance. It looked as someone launched a rocket at the restaurant! The ponies walking nearby the bakery were just as shocked as Pinkie, some whispering 'What happened here?' and 'I wonder if they're still serving those special chocolate-chunk cookies'. Something dawned on Pinkie as she quickly rushed to the now crushed fridge. She frantically searched in each area of the fridge, clearly distressed about something. "Oh no, where are the pies?!" Pinkie exclaimed.

Back in Pinkie's room, after several minutes of freaking out, the pink pony was pacing back and forth while her pet alligator, Gummy, just stared at her. "What am I going to do, Gummy? The twins' birthday is today and their pies are missing!" Pinkie exclaimed, getting all up in Gummy's non-expressive face. Does this guy do literally anything? As she panicked, Pinkie began picturing the disappointed looks of both Pumpkin and Pound Cake when they don't get their delicious pies. "If I don't find those pies, then the Cake twins will be super sad and everypony will be mad at me. If I end up ruining this party, then I'll never be the party pony that everyone knows! And if that happens, no one will trust me to hold a party ever again! THIS IS A DISASTER! AAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Pinkie screamed. Gummy continues to stare at her, slowly blinking a few times.

"You're right, Gummy! I need to get a hold of myself." Pinkie said, calming down. "What I need to do instead is figure out who stole the pies, and when I do," Pinkie said, giving an evil look while rubbing her hooves together. "I'll ask them ask them nicely to give them back and be a part of the party!" Pinkie exclaimed, immediately shifting the mood.

"But where to start?" Pinkie asked herself. Suddenly, she heard some noises coming from the trash bins down in the Sugarcube Corner's back alley. Pinkie quickly ran down the stairs to investigate the noise. As she walked out into the back alley, she could see the silhouette of something rummaging through the garbage. She slowly approached the figure, grabbing a trash bin's cover to defend herself from the creature. When she stepped further, a raccoon screeched and scampered away from the trash bins. "Oh! It was just a raccoo-"

"Hi, Pinkie!" Razor said in nonchalant voice, causing Pinkie to shriek in terror.

"Get away from me, monster!" Pinkie screamed as she hit Razor continuously with the trash bin's cover she was carrying.

"Wait, Pinkie, it's me!"

WHACK!

"Pinkie, wai-"

WHACK!

"Stop, Pinki-"

WHACK!

"Hold on a seco-"

WHACK!

"Ow," Razor said as he collapsed, a long bump rising from his head.

"Razor, I'm soooo sorry, I thought you were a trash monster!" Pinkie apologized, helping Razor back up.

"How could I have been mistaken for trash monster?" Razor asked, clearly frustrated as he pushed the tall bump back into his head.

"They're very common, ya know?" Pinkie said, nodding. Razor just looked at her, dumbfounded. "What were you doing, Razor? Rummaging through the trash bins like that?"

"I was scavenging for leftover food, mainly meat. Its very common for most carnivores like me." Razor answered. "But apparently, you 'ponies' don't got anything good" He said, looking very frustrated.

"Yeah, sorry Razor, we only eat plants." Pinkie said, looking sadly at the raptor.

"Darn it!" Razor exclaimed. "So, what are you doing out here?"

"I'm on a case, ya see. The Case of the Missing Pies!" Pinkie said, pulling a detective hat from out of nowhere. All the colors suddenly turned black and white like in one of those old detective shows.

Ooh, tonal shift! I like this!" Razor said, smirking.

"I believe someone broke in and stole Pound and Pumpkin Cake's pies. I need to find those pies by 1pm or those foals' birthdays are ruined!" Pinkie continued.

Wait a minute! Two things! First, how do you know it was a break-in and second, who are 'Pumpkin Cake' and 'Pound Cake'? Razor asked, confused.

"Oh well, the front entrance was smashed and the Cake twins are Mr. and Mrs. Cake's children, my bosses." Pinkie explained. "This is where they live."

"Wait, I thought this was your house?" Razor said.

"Well, I share it with the Cakes."

Razor rubbed his temple in complete confusion. "Okay, so let me get this straight, you live with complete strangers but not only that, your employers."

"Yup!" Pinkie said, nonchalantly.

"Forget it, anyway, if something was able to do that much damage to the front entrance, it was definitely not a pony." Razor said. "From what I can tell, it must've been some sort of dinosaur."

"Does that mean you'll help me?" Pinkie asked.

"I guess," Razor said.

"Well, it looks like Detective Pinkie and her partner, Detective Razor are on the case!" Pinkie exclaimed, striking a heroic pose. Razor just rolled his eyes at the pink mare.

"Wait a minute! If the Cakes aren't at the bakery anymore, how did they not notice the giant hole in the bakery?" Razor asked, confused. Pinkie shrugged and hopped happily through the back-door entrance with Razor following, saying something to himself.

"I can tell this chapter is gonna be full of plot holes." Razor said, face palming himself.

The two began searching the kitchen for clues. "Razor, come look over here!" Pinkie exclaimed, looking at a large, clawed, muddy footprint on the now crushed, wooden floor. Razor approached the footprint, discreetly hiding behind the countertopd to avoid being spotted by the ponies walking by. "What type of dinosaur is this?"

"From the looks of it, it seems to be a theropod dinosaur." Razor said.

"What's a 'theropod'?"

"Well, I would explain it to you, but I'll just let the narrator do it instead." Razor said, facing the screen. "Take it away, chief!"

Theropods were a group of dinosaurs that were bipedal or walked on two legs, underneath them. While most were carnivorous such as Velociraptor and Tyrannosaurus Rex, certain groups within the theropod family were omnivorous or herbivorous.

"There ya go!" Razor said, nonchalantly.

"Oooohhh, now I get it!" Pinkie replied. Razor smelled the footprint to get better idea of what type of theropod it could be.

"Well, it definitely wasn't a T-rex, the footprints aren't big enough so smaller. My guess, probably a Nanotyrannus." Razor said.

Nanotyrannus was a theropod dinosaur that resembled Tyrannosaurus Rex. It was a genus of the Tyrannosaurinae and was on the smaller side of the species, being only about 6.6 feet tall. Nanotyrannus had a broad, boxy back of the skull, its jaws were lined with blade-like teeth, and had a thin snout. The dinosaur lived alongside T-rex in Western North America in Montana. These dinosaurs were primarily carnivores, using their agility, paired with their stereoscopic vision to hunt down their prey.

"Look, Razor! There's a trail of footprints leading away from here. Maybe if we follow them, it'll lead us right to the culprit." Pinkie explained.

"Then let's go! The hunt is afoot or ahoof, I guess." Razor exclaimed.

Pinkie quickly looked at the clock, the time of the Cake Twin's birthday party was quickly approaching. "We better hurry."

Pinkie rushed out following the trail while Razor wore a spare coat to hide his identity from the ponies. As the pair continued walking, they ran into the Cakes, carrying a huge bag of party supplies and decorations.

"Oh hi, Pinkie!" Mrs. Cake said, greeting Pinkie. "Who's your friend here?"

"Uh, well, umm..." Pinkie stuttered, trying to come up with a good answer.

"Cousin! I'm her cousin!" Razor said. "My name's, uh, Steve!"

"Oh well, it's great to meet you, Steve." Mrs. Cake said.

"Got to say, Steve, I don't think Pinkie's never mentioned you before." Mr. Cake said, scratching his chin.

"Well, we're really distant. Really distant." Razor replied.

"Anyway, we better get going!" Pinkie exclaimed.

"Wait, Pinkie, did you remember to get those strawberry pies ready for today?" Mrs. Pie asked.

"Oh yeah, definitely!" Pinkie nervously said, sweat dripping from her forehead. "Well, we'll be off now! Bye! Sorry about the front door! See ya at the party!" With that, Razor and Pinkie ran off in a hurry.

"Woah, that was a close one!" Razor exclaimed.

"Tell me about it!" Pinkie replied.

"Anyway, I think that 'Mrs. Cake' is pretty hot."

"Wait what?!"

"Nothing! Let's keep on searching!"

The two continued to follow the trail of footprints until it eventually went cold. "Aw man, the trail ends here!" Pinkie said, looking defeated as her mane deflated. "Pound and Pumpkin are going to be so sad." Pinkie said sitting down. "I've ruined everything

As Pinkie stared down gloomily, Razor felt something he never thought he'd feel for anyone, especially a random pink pony he met only a few days ago: pity. "You alright, Pinkie?" Razor asked.

"It's just that..I'm supposed to be the party pony of Ponyville and if I don't find those birthday pies then the Cakes won't trust me again if I failed to do one special thing for Pumpkin and Pound Cake. Maybe no one will trust me to host parties anymore or worse, ponies don't wanna be my friend anymore." Pinkie said, tears starting to form in her eyes.

Razor wasn't exactly sure what to do in this sort of situation, and frankly, it was getting really uncomfortable for him. He turned back to Pinkie, sighing, and sat down next to her. "Listen, Pinkie, I'm not really good at whole 'emotions' and 'friendship' thing." Razor said, raising up two air quotation marks. "But, I'll my best. Pinkie, just because you might've lost a few pies doesn't mean all the townsponies are gonna turn their backs on you. I saw the Cake family and they don't seem like they'd be all that upset." Razor said, comforting Pinkie. "A huge hole in their house, sure but a few missing pies, no way."

"Ya, really think so?" Pinkie said, smiling through her tears.

"I know so!" Razor said, smirking. Pinkie smiled at him and pulled him in for a hug. "W-What are you doing?" Razor asked.

"A hug, silly!" Pinkie exclaimed.

"Huh, never heard of it." Razor said, uncomfortably. Suddenly, a roar was heard coming from behind some shrubbery. Pinkie and Razor cautiously approached the noise. What lied in front of them was a medium-sized, bipedal dinosaur. It had beige skin, a purple stripe going down its spine and small, spiky crests over its eyes. It was called Megalosaurus.

Megalosaurus was theropod dinosaur from the Middle Jurassic Period that lived in southern England. But in early description of the creature, it was believed to be some sort of giant, quadrapedal reptile! Believe it or not, it was the first ever dinosaur fossil to be discovered! Since there aren't that many remains of the dinosaur, paleontologists are unsure about what it actually looked like. A few reliable descriptions said that a full-grown adult was 6 meters and weighed 700 kg. Though it was technically medium-sized, Megalosaurus was still classified as a large dinosaur, having a similar build to other carnivorous dinosaurs at the time.

"What type of dinosaur is that, Razor?" Pinkie asked.

"Not sure. Haven't seen something like it before." Razor said.

A sudden grumbling startled the two. The source: the Megalosaurus' stomach. It looked down gloomily at its stomach, its hunger increasing. Ever since he had been teleported here, he wasn't able to find much food. Large creatures made out wood and large mammals with the tail of a scorpion kept stealing all the food the creature caught for himself.

"Poor guy, looks like he's really hungry." Pinkie said, frowning at the situation of the carnivore. Unfortunately, the Megalosaurus had heard Pinkie's talking from the bushes and immediately stomped towards them. Razor jumped out of the bushes and set up a defensive stance, screeching at the Megalosaurus. It snapped its jaws at Razor and growled at the Deinonychus.

The two continued to circle each other, each waiting to make a move while Pinkie watched from the shrubbery. Finally, Razor jumped onto the Megalosaurus' back and clawed at its flesh. The Megalosaurus roared in pain and tried to shake Razor off of him. But Razor held tight to the dinosaur's back, using his claws to cling to the flesh. Suddenly, the Megalosaurus caught Razor's tail in his claws pulled him away from its wounds, tossing the raptor to the ground with great force. Before Razor could get back up, the Megalosaurus pinned him down with its feet.

Razor softly growled as the Megalosaurus gazed down at him. But before it could finish off Razor, Pinkie rushed out from the bushes. "Wait!" Pinkie yelled. The Megalosaurus quietly growled curiously at Pinkie, never had it seen a creature like her before. "Don't hurt him! I know you're hungry but don't hurt Razor." Pinkie continued.

As the small pink creature continued to talk, the Megalosaurus could pick up a familiar scent from her. It smelled just like that food that he ate at that large, pink 'cave'. Was the one who made them? If so, could she make more?

-and that's why ketchup is a smoothie. But back to my point, get away from Razor!" Pinkie continued. Luckily, the dinosaur did step off of Razor but unfortunately was making its way towards Pinkie. She gulped as she tried to back away, but the Megalosaurus was already upon her, staring down at her. The pink mare was terrified as the Megalosaurus slowly lowered its head. But instead of eating her, it let tout a series of some growls and grunts. "Uh, Razor, what's this guy saying?" Pinkie asked, not understanding what the dinosaur was saying to her.

Razor, now listening in on the Megalosaurus' words, translated them to Pinkie. "His name is Peanut and he's a Megalosaurus." Razor said.

"Aww, Peanut's is a really cute name." Pinkie cooed. Megalosaurus crossed his arms, embarrassed a little while Razor laughed his head off. The Megalosaurus continued and told how hungry he was, that he ate all the pies. With a saddened look, the Megalosaurus apologized to Pinkie. "It's alright, Peanut, you were just hungry." Pinkie said, calming the Megalosaurus. "Besides we can make another batch of pies, through a montage!" Pinkie exclaimed, looking at the fourth wall.

(Insert random montage music)

The trio gathered up all the ingredients needed to make the pies and put on their own personal aprons with Razor's saying 'Kiss the Baker'. "What? I think I'm pretty charming." Razor said, smirking. Each pony and dinosaur worked on their tasks to complete the pies: Peanut made, flattened, and formed the crust, Razor made the strawberry filling but kept on getting berry juice all over himself, and Pinkie put all the pies in the oven to be baked. When the pies were the finally were done, the three nodded at each other and jumped into the air in celebration.

Meanwhile at the birthday party....

Pumpkin and Pound Cake were sitting down, looking sadly at the absence of their promised party. Many of the party guests were getting bored, Pinkie hadn't shown yet, and the celebration started to look like a snooze fest.

"Don't worry, guys. Pinkie will arrive...eventually." Mr. Cake said, trying to keep the twins excited but to no avail.

"I hope Pinkie arrives soon, this party isn't going so well." Mrs. Cake whispered to her husband.

"Did someone say 'party'? " Pinkie exclaimed as she, Razor, and Peanut, both wearing disguises, launched party decorations and food from three different party cannons. The Cake twins giggled in delight and everyone at the party laughed and danced around in celebration.

"Happy Birthday, Pumpkin and Pound!" Pinkie exclaimed as she pulled the twins in for a hug.

As the party festivities went on and the twins blew out the candles on their birthday pies, Peanut, Razor, and Pinkie watched on, smiling and eating some of the pie. "We did good, guys. We did good." Pinkie said. Peanut and Razor nodded and high-fived Pinkie in agreement.