Improv

by GreyTheGriffon

Rating: everyone
Tags: Pinkie Pie, Twilight Sparkle, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Comedy
Length: 1056

Pinkie got a joke book from Twilight for her birthday, but she never read even a page of it. Twilight starts saying some of the setups for the jokes. Improv is the only solution.

Pinkie got a joke book from Twilight for her birthday, but she never read even a page of it. Twilight starts saying some of the setups for the jokes. Improv is the only solution.

Written for TwiPie Week 2023 Day 2 on Twitter. I chose the prompt 'Confession' today, but I interpreted a little different than the obvious.

Published 2023-04-03 02:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-04-03 02:00:00 UTC

Improv

It was that delightful time of day in Ponyville when nothing in particular happened, but most ponies were still full of enough energy to at the very least hold a conversation. That was exactly what Twilight Sparkle and Pinkie Pie were doing as they enjoyed each other’s company alongside a loving embrace on the couch of Pinkie’s room.

These calm, loving hours together were often accompanied by conversations; not of anything in particular, but of just whatever came to mind. Such a way of spending their time was born from a long time of being together, the pressure of impressing each other that was present at the start of the relationship having been diminished.

The conversation jumped from topic to topic as any conversation with Pinkie usually did, but it was reigned in a little by Twilight, both from her own efforts to keep Pinkie on one topic for longer than 5 seconds, and from her calming presence making Pinkie more aware of herself, even if not by much.

It had been a few months since Twilight and Pinkie started dating, and the time had been a blur of happy memories for the both of them. They had gotten very comfortable together, not quite out of the honeymoon phase.

Twilight thought she could predict any of Pinkie’s antics, but time and time again, the over-excitable, logic-ignoring party pony would surprise her. This change of not being able to predict what happened next scared Twilight a little, she would readily admit that. But it also excited her. Before, she analytically viewed each moment of her life like an objective landscape painting, only there to catalog what had happened, where it happened, and why. But with Pinkie, each wonderful, blissful moment together gained new meaning as an abstract piece.

The conversation fell to an event that had taken place just a few days ago, Pinkie’s birthday party. It was Pinkie’s first birthday since she and Twilight started dating, so she was exceptionally excited then, and just as much so now when the two began discussing it.

“Oooh! That was such a good party, Twily!” Pinkie giggled, kicking her hindlegs a little out of excitement. “Thank you for throwing it for me!” Pinkie casually yet still energetically moved her muzzle toward her partner and planted a quick kiss on her nose.

“Of course!” Twilight smiled widely. “I know you enjoyed the party, given that you still haven’t stopped talking about how much you loved it.”

“Of course I loved it! It was planned by the super-duperest, cutest, smartest, all around best planning pony I know!” Pinkie planted another kiss on her marefriend’s nose. It was something she did a lot. “I loved ev-er-y part of that party! I loved the food and the music and the dancing and the games and the decorations and the guests and the presents and the-” Pinkie was stopped by a gentle hoof on her muzzle.

Twilight smiled knowingly, Pinkie matching it without knowing exactly what Twilight was smiling about, tilting her head slightly to one side to show this. Twilight cleared her throat. “You know why you never see elephants hiding in trees?” Pinkie’s head tilted a little further before she realized what Twilight meant.

“Oh! Hmmm, let’s see…” Pinkie’s face lit up as she puzzled out an answer. “Because they’re always in the room!” Twilight raised an eyebrow, but was nonetheless impressed with Pinkie’s ability to come up with an alternate answer to one of the jokes out of the joke book she had gotten her for her birthday.

Pinkie had erupted into giggles over the ‘game’ Twilight had devised, as was expected of her. Of course, it wasn’t a game, Twilight was just reciting a setup line from Pinkie’s joke book. She shook her head, endeared by Pinkie’s lack of adherence to expectations and chuckled. “Oh Pinkie, I should’ve known you’d be able to come up with alternate answers to the jokes in the joke book I gave you.” Pinkie’s ears perked up. Uh oh.

“Hehe, yeah!” Pinkie said with a completely unconvincing smile that still worked on Twilight given how smitten she was. “You know me! Always coming up with stuff on the spot!” Twilight smirked, and took a moment to recall another joke from out of the book.

“Alright then, what do you call bears with no ears?”

Pinkie wracked her brain for an answer, trying her best not to give away the very-obvious-to-herself fact that she had not, in fact, read even a page of Twilight’s joke book yet. She was going to, but there was the after-party the night after her birthday, and then there was the after-after-party the day after to celebrate all the fun they had, and then there was the after-after-after-party the day after to celebrate how super-duper fun the last few parties had been and, and…

Oh dear. Pinkie Pie realized that she may have just a teensy-weensy bit of a massive problem with parties.

“Ummm, OH!” She could’ve thought longer, but Twilight’s piercing, expectant eyes caused her to just go with the next thing she thought of. “You call them un-bear-able!” Twilight blinked. “Y-y’know! ‘Cause they’re hard to talk to because they can’t hear?”

Twilight raised an eyebrow. That joke didn’t make much sense, even considering it was conjured from the mind of Pinkie Pie, while also being thought up on the fly. Not to mention the socially dubious content of the joke. “Pinkie, it’s a bit rude to insinuate that a deaf pony is annoying just because they can’t hear. You wouldn’t normally make a joke like that, is something wrong?”

Pinkie gave up trying to hide it. “I’m sorry Twilight! I didn’t read your joke book! Not even a page of it!” Twilight smiled. She wasn’t mad, obviously, this would be very dumb to get mad about. “It’s just that I’ve been so busy going to parties lately! You know, my birthday party and then the after party and then the after-after party and then-” Pinkie was cut off by a gentle hoof on her muzzle once again.

Twilight snickered. “Pinkie Pie, I think you might have just a teensy-weensy bit of a giant addiction to parties.”

Author's Note

This was my first attempt at Slice of Life and Comedy! Hope it wasn't too terrible lol