Pinkie's favors and flavors

Pinkie Pie was tossing in her sleep uneasily all through the night as one thought kept running through her unconscious mind, 'Why has my poor tummy been feeling like it's in a super duper tight knot?' As she dreamed throughout the night, one scenario continuously replayed itself, Celestia looking down upon her and laughing arrogantly.

Gasping with wide eyes and a small amount of sweat on her forehead, Pinkie sat up and wiped her forehead with a hoof. 'Why have I been having these icky wicky dreams lately?' she questioned herself, yet coming up with no clear answer. She then proceeded to hop out of her very poofy and very pink bed, not at all unlike her mane. Giving a most adorable yawn and stretch to fully wake herself after her restless night, she set upon her duty as the happy-go-lucky baking mare that was well-known all throughout Ponyville.

'I have some thinking to do' Pinkie thought to herself for only a few seconds. Once she was ready to begin her day, she trotted over to her somehow limitless gumball machine. She placed her foot down on the small button on the base and out popped one medium-sized gumball. She somewhat somberly took it into her mouth and quietly chewed on it along the way down the stairs toward the kitchen.

Mrs. Cake was downstairs with her very prominent rear slowly bobbing to a tune she was humming and was startled when Pinkie suddenly announced herself with an overly enthusiastic "Hello!", causing the light blue mare to jump suddenly and nervously chuckle as she attempted to slow her racing heart. Pinkie's ears drooped low in sadness as she apologized for her sudden presence. "No problem at all dearie, you simply startled me is all," Mrs. Cake replied, then noticed Pinkie chewing and added, "is there something troubling you? I know that the only time you chew a gumball that you get from your room is when you've got some heavy thinking to do. If you want to talk about it, you know I'll make the time for you dear."

Pinkie thought to herself, considering whether or not she should try to figure things out herself, or allow a little outside help. "Actually, something IS on my mind. These last few days, my belly has been all tingly and feeling all twisty", to which Pinkie twisted her tummy unnaturally into a strange spiral before continuing, "and I've been having these weird dreams involving the princess where she laughs at me and I'm all saddy waddy." Pinkie's mane deflated just a speck by the time she finished her explanation.

Mrs. Cake put a hoof on her chin and pondered for a short while before asking the simple question of, "Pinkie dear, what do you think about Princess Celestia?"

"Well, she's nice, kind, sweet and bubbly, and super duper colorific!" Pinkie replied a little too overly affectionate, even for the hyperactive pony, and Mrs. Cake noticed this. She had a genuinely loving smile gracing her snout when she approached her favorite filly and looked directly into her eyes and simply stated, "Pinkie, I think you have a crush on our fair princess."

When Mrs. Cake took a small step back to gauge Pinkie's reaction, she was met with a pink pony with a gaping mouth and the cutest little blush decorating her face. Once she regained enough composure to form a single thought, she responded with a very nervous and obviously fake giggle, "Good one Mrs. Cake...", to which Mrs. Cake held a proud and knowing smile upon her face. She knew she was right, even if Pinkie didn't know it herself.