Apple Bloom’s party. Comedy / Slice of Life.
Apple Bloom's party is coming up soon, and Diamond Tiara is making fun of Apple Bloom always having baby parties. In annoyance Apple Bloom blurts out that she is going to have DJ Pon-3 at her party, the only trouble is that this is a lie! With hardly any time before her party, Apple Bloom and her friends have to try and find a way of not only getting DJ Pon-3 to the party, but also getting everything ready for her arrival. If she arrives.
Applejack walked with Apple Bloom to Ponyville School house on a bright sunny day. Apple Bloom happily hopped along in excitement; her birthday was soon and she had spent ages hoof making invitations for all her friends! Applejack had agreed for the use of the big barn for the party and Pinkie Pie had insisted on providing all the entertainment. Applejack saw her sister happily bouncing along with her school bag and laughed.
“Well ah can see you are in a good mood t'day.” Applejack said as they neared the school gate. She spotted Cheerilee greeting the fillies and colts as they came in. “Mornin’ Cheerilee! Fine day we're havin'?” Applejack said in greeting with a smile.
Cheerilee waved to her and Apple Bloom and said warmly “It certainly is Applejack! But... I thought Big Macintosh was walking Apple Bloom in... aha...” Cheerilee blushed and coughed in an attempt to hide her now scarlet cheeks. Applejack pretended she hadn't seen Cheerilee’s blush over Big Mac.
“Big Mac’ll be pickin’ ‘er up, he's been ploughin’ ah fields since dawn, and ah'll be taking over once he's done half,” Applejack answered Cheerilee. she gave her little sister a big hug. “Now yah sure yah got everythin’?” Applejack asked Apple Bloom, who was squirming away in Applejack's embrace.
“Applejack! Yer embarrassing me!” said Apple Bloom, who broke free and brushed her mane flat. “Ah'm sure ah got everythin’, all right?” she continued as she walked into the school grounds.
Applejack laughed and waved goodbye. “Ah'll see yah at home!” She cried as Apple Bloom walked away. Apple Bloom gave an exasperated cry as she met up with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo.
Sweetie Belle saw her walking over. “Aw, I wish Rarity walked me to school...” she said as a greeting. Applebloom rolled her eyes making Scootaloo laugh as she waved hello.
“You got one heck of a full bag Applebloom, you been making Crusader plans?” Scootaloo asked.
Apple Bloom pulled a confused face. “Huh?” she said, before remembering all the invites that were in her bag. “Oh yeah! It's mah birthday coming up, and ah get to invite everypony at school to come along! Hold on ah'll get yours out...” Apple Bloom went on, then rummaged in her bag and pulled out two neatly made colourful invitations. One had ‘Scootaloo’ written on it with a little drawing of an orange Pegasus on a scooter, and one had ‘Sweetie Belle’ written on it with a little drawing of a singing white unicorn.
“Thanks! These look great Apple Bloom! Did you make them?” queried Sweetie Belle when she received her invite.
Apple Bloom nodded. “Course ah did, I thought ah could get an invite makin’ Cutie Mark or somethin’... took me ages to hoof make each individual one!” she said with pride, to which Scootaloo made an “Ooo” sound and said “That's a good one! Wish I thought of that, but I see it didn't work seeing as you’re still a blank flank.”
Laughter came from behind Apple Bloom and she turned to see Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.
“Of course she is still a blank flank!” said Diamond Tiara matter of factly.
“Yeah!” chimed in Silver Spoon, “she is going to be a blank flank forever!”
Both Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon laughed again. Before Apple Bloom could say anything, the school bell rang announcing the beginning of class. Everypony walked into school, and Sweetie Belle comforted Apple Bloom by saying; “don't let them get you down! We'll find our Cutie Marks one day!”
They all sat in their seats ready to start lessons; all except Apple Bloom who had now taken all of her invites out. “Miss Cheerilee, before class can ah make an announcement?” asked Apple Bloom, to which Cheerilee nodded. Apple Bloom cleared her throat before announcing: “it's mah birthday soon, and yer all invited to mah party!” to which the class cheered. All except Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.
Apple Bloom passed out the invites, but when Apple Bloom gave Diamond Tiara her invite, Diamond Tiara pushed it away saying: “ha, I don't want to go to some blank flank party.” Apple Bloom was shocked and looked to Cheerilee to see if she had noticed. She hadn't; Cheerilee was currently telling Snips off for running with scissors again.
“Why not?” asked Apple Bloom.
Scootaloo overheard this and cried, “yeah! Come on, everypony loves a party!”
Diamond Tiara scoffed. “Please! I bet it'll be some dumb little filly party with balloons, party hats and pin the tail on the pony. In other words; super lame,” Diamond Tiara said with a laugh, and Silver Spoon laughed along too.
Apple Bloom was really annoyed at how accurately Diamond Tiara had described Pinkie Pie's party plan. In her annoyance Apple Bloom said “oh yeah? Well that's where you're wrong!”
Diamond Tiara gave Apple Bloom a look that said “Well?” and it was this that caused Apple Bloom to panic.
“Ah'm having live music! From...er... DJ Pon-3!” she boldly claimed. Suddenly she realised that everypony had heard her.
“Wow, a DJ! How'd you manage that?” said Snails.
Diamond Tiara smiled smugly. “Yes, how did you manage that?” she asked as she picked up her invitation. “You know, I will come along to your party. Of course I don't need to tell you what will happen if DJ Pon-3 is not there...” Diamond Tiara added, making Apple Bloom gulp.
Cheerilee loudly called “okay thank you Apple Bloom, if you want to talk to your friend it'll have to wait ‘til lunch time, now please take your seat ready for class.” Apple Bloom did as she was told and sat in her seat. For the rest of the day Apple Bloom hardly paid any attention, as all she thought about was what would happen when everypony found out she didn't have DJ Pon-3 at her party.
Lunchtime arrived, much to Apple Bloom’s relief. She got her lunch box and sat between Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. Diamond Tiara walked by and noticed Apple Bloom’s simple lunch box that was an apple design with Apple Bloom’s name on it.
Diamond Tiara smirked. “You know, I never knew you were a DJ Pon-3 fan Apple Bloom,” she said. Apple Bloom didn’t say anything as she had a mouthful of daisy sandwich, but she was giving a look that would kill.
Silver Spoon joined Diamond Tiara, and Diamond Tiara said to her “Hey, don’t you agree that all DJ Pon-3 fans have her official lunch box?”
Silver Spoon laughed.
“Drop it Diamond Tiara,” Scootaloo said with an annoyed tone.
Diamond Tiara ignored Scootaloo and asked “I’m just interested that’s all, to get DJ Pon-3 at your party you must be a big fan. You must have all the records... which is your favourite?”
Apple Bloom didn’t mean to swallow as heavily as she did, but Diamond Tiara noticed and grinned. “Erm..” Apple Bloom said, attempting not to panic. She looked to Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo for help, whilst Diamond Tiara looked more and more smug.
“Well if ah had to choose, probably... Big in Da Clubs?” Apple Bloom said with a sheepish grin.
Diamond Tiara humphed. “Not my favourite, but whatever. We have better things to be doing, don’t we Silver Spoon?” she demanded.
Silver Spoon nodded saying, “Yeah. Much better things,” which caused Diamond Tiara to face hoof as they walked away.
“She is being super annoying today,” said Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle nodded, adding a “Mhm” as she drank her apple juice. Apple Bloom sighed in relief as Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon walked away.
“You do have DJ Pon-3 playing at your party?” asked Scootaloo. An awkward silence hung over their table. “Oh dear...” said Scootaloo as Apple Bloom’s head hung low. Sweetie Belle finished her drink. “Don’t worry, we’ll figure something out, we always do! We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders!” she said cheerfully, and Scootaloo whooped.
“Yeah, but how? Applejack says it’s bad to lie... an’ now everypony is gonna expect to see DJ Pon-3 at mah party! I’m gonna be a laughin’ stock!” Apple Bloom said, disheartened.
Sweetie Belle thought for a while as Apple Bloom sat with her head in her hooves. “Now wait a moment... remember when Rarity had that fashion parade in Ponyville Square?” Sweetie Belle asked.
Apple Bloom rolled her eyes. “How could ah forget? Diamond Tiara wouldn’t stop going on about how ridiculous mah sister looked... what’s yer point?” she asked, to which Sweetie Belle replied; “Well Spike got DJ Pon-3 to play the music, I thought we could go ask Spike after school, and he could contact DJ Pon-3 on your behalf to play at your birthday!”
Scootaloo looked to Sweetie Belle. “Good thinking there Sweetie Belle! Maybe your Cutie Mark is to do with thinking real hard?” Scootaloo said, smiling.
Sweetie Belle beamed and said “Aw why thanks Scootaloo, do you mean I could go into philosophy or psychology?”
Scootaloo looked blankly at Sweetie Belle. “I don’t even know what those words mean!” She said, annoyed. And both Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom laughed.
The rest of the school day went without trouble. Cheerilee made sure to make her classes enjoyable, so the Cutie Mark Crusaders they felt that the classes passed by quickly. The bell for the end of the day rang and the fillies all cheered and packed away. Apple Bloom left the school and saw Big Macintosh waiting to walk her home. “Aw shoot, ah forgot about mah big brother,” she said to Sweetie Belle as they waited for Scootaloo to collect her scooter.
“What’s the problem?” said Scootaloo, riding her scooter up to her friends. Apple Bloom pointed to Big Mac in reply. “So?” said Scootaloo. “Just say you are coming with us to the library.” They all went over together to Big Mac.
“Howdy you three, y’ ready to come home sis?” said Big Mac with a slow drawl.
“Actually I was going to go with my friends to the library, is that okay?” asked Apple Bloom. Big Mac chewed on an old bit of wheat. “Can’t see why not, y’ gonna be doin’ some studyin’ there or somethin’?” he replied.
Apple Bloom smiled. “Yeah uh somethin’ like that...” she said, not very convincingly.
“Jus you make sure yer back home before night, okay sugarcube?” asked Big Mac. Apple Bloom agreed and ran alongside her friends towards Ponyville Library.
Big Mac was just about to turn to head home to the farm when Cheerilee spotted him, waved to him, and said “Why hello Big Mac, good to see you! Would you like to come in for a moment for a cup of tea?”
He smiled and walked towards the school. “Eeyup.”
Spike the dragon was balancing precariously on the top of a ladder with several books when Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo bounded into the library, causing him to fall into a pile of books with a yelp. Whilst Apple Bloom and Scootaloo laughed, Sweetie Belle helped Spike to his feet. “Spike are you alright?” she asked as Spike brushed himself down.
“Don’t worry I’m alright, heh, I should be more used to ponies running in here all the time! Twilight is out at the moment, but can I help you three?” Spike asked with a grin.
Sweetie Belle smiled back as she used her magic to help clear the pile of books. She said to him; “Actually it’s you who we wanted to talk to.”
“Oh? Need some help think up new ways of getting a Cutie Mark?” Spike asked, interested in what they had to say.
Scootaloo said, “Nah, we’re good with those!”
Apple Bloom asked, “Spike, do you know DJ Pon-3?”
Spike’s eyes glittered, and he stood proudly as he said; “Why yes I do! We met in Canterlot at Donut Joe’s; Twilight was studying with the Princess at the time, and I thought I’d make a friend. She wasn’t famous back then and was sitting by herself. Well I think we chatted and laughed for most of the night, and we have been good friends ever since!”
“Whoa!” said all three Cutie Mark Crusaders together.
“I know, she is such a hit now, who’d have known!” said Spike.
Apple Bloom nodded; “Actually that’s why we are here. It’s mah birthday soon...” she began, then Spike interrupted her.
“Hey, you’re having a party? Can I come?” he requested.
Apple Bloom beamed, “Of course yeh can come!” she said.
Spike celebrated. “All right! When is it?” he queried, excited now.
“Its coming up real soon actually an’ thats the reason why we are here. I’d like DJ Pon-3 to play at mah party. Could you contact her?” Apple Bloom politely asked.
Spike thought for a while, scratching his chin with a claw. “Hmm...” he pondered, and then said “Well DJ Pon-3 has a super hectic schedule! I don’t know how she does it sometimes... I can send a letter to her but if the party is soon I don’t know if she will make it.”
Apple Bloom looked to the floor. “Ah know, ah appreciate that, but if there is any way of getting her to mah party, I gotta try it! I jus’ have to! Please Spike, can we try at least?” she pleaded with big round eyes.
Spike couldn’t say no to Apple Bloom’s pleading look. “Aw alright, give me the details and I’ll send a letter right now if you like?” he suggested and Apple Bloom hugged him.
“Thanks Spike!” she said happily.
“Hey no problem! Ah!” he said as then both Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo hugged him as well, causing them all to fall on the floor in laughter.
Apple Bloom dictated to Spike who wrote the letter to DJ Pon-3, and when they were all happy Spike gave a flaming belch over the letter to send it on its way. “Dragon breath is the fastest way of delivery, but I can’t promise anything... just don’t be disappointed if she can’t make it,” he said.
Apple Bloom gave an awkward laugh “Yeah ah know, an’ it’s not jus’ about me it’s about everypony else expectin’ to see her...” she said.
Spike went to put away the ink and quill he was using, as he did he said; “I just hope you have everything set up for DJ Pon-3, if she does come she’ll want everything ready for her to play!”
Apple Bloom gave a terrified look to Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo; “What d’ya mean Spike?” Apple Bloom asked.
Spike turned to face them; “Oh you know, everything for a DJ!” he said and started to count out on his claws. “The decks obviously, and good speakers as well, not much point having DJ Pon-3 without either of those, and a good dance floor otherwise no pony would enjoy it!”
Apple Bloom swallowed. Hard.
“Well what’s the matter?” asked Spike.
“Pinkie Pie,” replied Apple Bloom. “Ah completely forgot, she has planned mah party, to get her to now change everythin’...” she went pale as she finished her sentence.
Spike laughed. “Doesn’t sound that bad.” he said, however he saw that both Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo were looking worried as well.
“Doesn’t sound that bad?!? Have you any idea!” asked Scootaloo dramatically.
“Spike wasn’t living Ponyville when Pinkie had to change her party...” said Sweetie Belle, who physically shuddered.
“How could ah forget?” Apple Bloom wailed. Spike went to put his claw on her shoulder and smiled.
“Look I’m sure everything will be fine, you lot need to just head over to Sugar Cube Corner and ask her to fit DJ Pon-3 in. Besides, Pinkie is good at thinking on her hooves,” Spike said reassuringly.
“Ah guess yer right, we gotta try otherwise DJ Pon-3 won’t have anything to play on,” said Apple Bloom. “Thanks fer everythin Spike. Come on girls, let’s go see Pinkie Pie.” she headed to the door of the library.
“Alright, see you later Spike!” cried Scootaloo, adding quietly, “Hopefully...” She quickly followed Apple Bloom as she left the Library.
“Good bye Spike,” said Sweetie Belle, but just as she was about to leave she turned and asked; “Oh Spike, do you know where Rarity’s favourite hair brush has gone?”
Spike looked confused at the question and shrugged. “Missing hair brush? Huh, sorry Sweetie Belle, can’t say I have,” he said.
Sweetie Belle humphed. “Never mind. She hasn’t shut up about it since it went missing, why if somepony were to find it she would be so happy, probably reward them too. Anyway thanks again Spike, you are a good friend!” she said as she left.
Spike watched the three fillies head towards Sugar Cube Corner. He waited a moment before dashing upstairs and went to a loose floorboard that held his most precious items. He pulled out a simple blue yet stylish hair brush. “Rarity would reward who found it?” he said aloud as he cradled the hair brush in his claws.
Meanwhile outside Sweetie Belle looked back.
“What took you so long?” Asked Scootaloo.
“Oh nothing really.” said Sweetie Belle with a smile. “I thought I would help Spike as he helped us.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle waited for Scootaloo to park her scooter up before entering Sugar Cube Corner. It was a fairly busy day and both Mr and Mrs Cake were serving customers as the Cutie Mark Crusaders sat at one of the free window tables. Apple Bloom took a deep breath. “Okay... ah can do this!” she said aloud, in an attempt to reassure herself more than anything.
“Do what?” asked Pinkie Pie, who was now sitting between Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, making them both jump.
“How did she...?” began Scootaloo, but could not continue as Pinkie Pie interrupted her.
“Oooooooh is it a secret? Do I have to guess? I love guessing games!” she squealed as she clapped her forehooves together.
“Pinkie...” said Sweetie Belle.
Pinkie bounced onto the table. “Is it something amazing? Something old? Something borrowed? Something blue?” she said in quick succession.
“Pinkie...” said Scootaloo, annoyed.
Pinkie was now jumping on the table as she said words that came into her mind. “Piano? Screwdriver? Drums? Herring? Electric Tuba? Spoons? Chicken? Saxaphone? Chair?”
“Pinkie!” Apple Bloom shouted. “Ah came to talk about changing mah birthday party!”
Pinkie had stopped mid bounce, and now hung in mid air, causing Scootaloo’s jaw to drop. Silence had filled Sugar Cube Corner due to Apple Bloom’s outburst. “Eep, sorry...” Apple Bloom said apologetically to the annoyed customers looking their way.
“Changing your party?” said Pinkie Pie as she landed on the ground. “What do you mean changing your party?” Pinkie Pie now looked suddenly serious. “My parties are the best, everypony knows that! And you want me to just change what I have planned?” she asked.
Apple Bloom said nervously; “Well yah see, ah want DJ Pon-3 at mah party, an’ some changes have to be made so she can play...” she swallowed hard due to the stare Pinkie was giving her. “So yah see, if you could make sure everythin’ was ready for DJ Pon-3, then mah party would be the most amazin’ ever!” Apple Bloom concluded.
“The most amazing ever?” Pinkie Pie said, unconvinced. “Okey dokey lokey...”
Apple Bloom looked to her friends for help.
Sweetie Belle said; “Pinkie, you love throwing parties, well if Apple Bloom’s party had DJ Pon-3 at it, then it’ll be the talk of the town!”
Pinkie beamed. “Of course! And then everypony will be wanting parties by Pinkie Pie!” she said, now ecstatic.
“Yeah exactly!” said Scootaloo, who had to dodge aside quickly as Pinkie Pie was airborne again and landed between Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. “How does she stay in the air so long?” She asked quietly to Sweetie Belle, to which Sweetie Belle giggled.
“Hot sauce! This is gonna be fun! Now, what’s needed for DJ Pon-3?” asked Pinkie Pie to Apple Bloom.
Apple Bloom said; “Well we need decks for her to play on, some good speakers, and enough space fer everypony to dance. Can that be done in time?”
Pinkie thought before saying; “Of course it can! the food and drink can go to the side and the games to one corner, there should be plenty of room to do all of that and more!”
“Really?” asked Scootaloo. Pinkie nodded crazily and then pulled out blueprints of the Sweet Apple Acre’s old barn.
“No problemo silly filly! I have decks and speakers that can go here.” she said as she pointed on the blueprints. “DJ Pon-3 will love ‘em! So long as Applejack is alright with loud music playing into the early morning?” Pinkie Pie asked.
“Applejack? Sure, she has nothin’ against music till the early hours.” said Apple Bloom with a bad poker face.
“Okey dokey lokey! Well I’ve got some planning to do, but I’ll see you at the party girls!” Pinkie said and in a flash of pink she zipped upstairs to her room.
Scootaloo looked at Apple Bloom. “Let me guess, Applejack is not okay with loud music?” she asked, and Apple Bloom bashed her head on the table.
“No she is not...” Apple Bloom murmured, making Sweetie Belle groan.
“Well, looks like we are off to Sweet Apple Acres next.” Sweetie Belle said.
“Ah thought Pinkie was gonna be bad, but ah know fer sure Applejack is the most stubborn pony ever! She’s not gonna like this, ‘specially since ah’m lyin’ to everypony...” Apple Bloom said with a depressed sigh.
Sweetie Belle hugged Apple Bloom. “Cheer up! We got Spike to send a letter DJ Pon-3, and Pinkie Pie changed her party for you, pretty easily too come to think of it. I think everything is going to work out alright, don’t you agree Scootaloo?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Yeah don’t worry about it Apple Bloom. Your party will be a smash!” Scootaloo agreed with Sweetie Belle.
Mrs Cake came over to their table. “Sorry about the delay girls, what can I get you three?”
The three fillies looked at each other and all said at the same time, “Cupcakes?” before laughing.
Mrs Cake smiled. “Alright, cupcakes for all three, coming right up!”
After they paid and left Sugar Cube Corner, the Cutie Mark Crusaders made their way to Sweet Apple Acres. Scootaloo jumped over an old log on her scooter with a whoop.
“Wow, you are really good!” cheered Sweetie Belle.
Scootaloo laughed; “Thanks, but that’s nothing. I been working on some new moves that I want to impress Rainbow Dash with, but I still need to practice before I do that!” she said, determined.
The three chatted and laughed as they came to the farmhouse of Sweet Apple Acres, and Applejack opened the door and said; “Well there y’are! Big Mac had said yah went to the Library, but didn’t expect yah to be gone so long. What in Ponyville have yah three been up ta?”
“We went to Sugar Cube Corner after we went to the Library big sis,” said Apple Bloom. “Sorry if we’re late, it was just so busy there, like almost as if half of Ponyville were there!”
Applejack waved a hoof. “That’s alright sugar cube, least you were safe,” she said with a smile. “Did yah get to see Pinkie Pie there, I bet she is gettin excited to throw yer party, right?”
“Of course she is!” said Scootaloo. “She was even good enough to make changes!”
Applejack gave a look of surprise. “Changes? What changes?” she asked with a raised eyebrow and looked to Apple Bloom for answers.
“Erm, yah see... Ah may have told everypony at school that DJ Pon-3 was playing at mah party.” Apple Bloom said, and a long silence drew out as Applejack’s mouth hung wide.
A tumbleweed blew across Sweet Apple Acres. “Sis? You alright?” Apple Bloom asked, going up to Applejack and waving a hoof in front of her unblinking, motionless sister.
Applejack’s facial emotions changed from shock to annoyance. “Apple Bloom! You’re a no good liar!” Applejack said. “Ah am very disappointed in you missy,” she continued, making Apple Bloom flinch and feel ashamed.
Applejack turned to head back to the farmhouse, as she did so she said coolly; “We need a family discussion. Now. Apple Bloom say bye to yer friends and sit in the kitchen.” Applejack went inside and closed the door loudly behind her.
“See you later?” said Sweetie Belle, still wincing at Applejack’s reaction.
Scootaloo got on her scooter and gave a worried looked to Sweetie Belle. “Don’t worry Apple Bloom, we’ll meet up at the clubhouse later, alright?” Scootaloo said trying to be reassuring.
Apple Bloom watched her friends leave the farm. “This can’t be good...” she muttered as she walked into her family home and went straight to the kitchen where Applejack was waiting. Apple Bloom sat down and watched her big sister take a long drink of water.
“Apple Bloom. What in tarnashun am ah to do with you?” Applejack began, putting her glass on the table with a dull thud. Applejack tried to look her sister in the eye, however Apple Bloom didn’t want to meet her gaze.
“You lied to yer friends, yer offered something that you don’t have. An’ frankly just fer that I should cancel yer party!” Applejack concluded, looking extremely angry.
Apple Bloom looked awfully sad. “But, but..” she said.
Applejack raised a hoof and gave a long sigh. “Ah don’t want to hear it. Besides, ah am not done yet. Considerin’ what you have done I’d cancel yer party, make you tell the truth, and explain to yer friends that there has been a huge mistake.”
A long pause stretched out as Applejack closed her eyes in thought, whilst Apple Bloom felt nothing but shame. “Can yah at least tell me sugarcube why yer said this?” Applejack asked.
“Ah wanted to please everypony at school with a really cool party! Ah just got annoyed and just said the first thing that came into my head!” Apple Bloom said with tears brimming in her eyes. “Please don’t cancel mah paty! The girls a’n I have worked really hard this afternoon to try fix everythin’, we got Spike to contact DJ Pon-3, and Pinkie Pie changed her party plans!”
Applejack raised an eyebrow. “Pinkie changed her plans, really?” She asked.
Apple Bloom squeaked “Yes!” but Applejack still had her doubts. “Yah said Spike contacted DJ Pon-3 am ah right?” She asked, and Apple Bloom nodded.
“Alright, but that doesn’t mean DJ Pon-3 is playing sugarcube. Now ah will let you still have yer party. But, if DJ Pon-3 is a no show, then yer gonna have to give one mighty fine explanation to yer guests. Ah think that is more of a punishment than anything ah could give yah.” Applejack said firmly.
Apple Bloom said “Okay...” slowly. “Thank yah fer not cancelling mah party. An ah’m really sorry for lying to everypony!” she exclaimed.
Applejack turned to look out the window. “Ah know you are sugarcube. Ah just hope you get this DJ to play after everythin’.” She said, and didn’t say any more. Apple Bloom took it as her cue to leave. As she did, she just heard Applejack mutter “Oh Apple Bloom, ah thought we brought you up right...”
Applebloom felt worse than ever. She really hoped DJ Pon-3 came to her party.
Meanwhile, in an apartment in Canterlot, Octavia had made a fresh pot of tea when she heard the tell tale thump of DJ Pon-3 falling out of bed, and instinctively poured two cups.
“Ugh...” said DJ Pon-3 as a greeting and took the cup Octavia offered.
Octavia whistled and said; “You have one hay of a bed head this morning! Rough night?”
DJ Pon-3 groaned and took a small sip of tea, and gave Octavia a mean look. “You have no idea.” She grumbled. Octavia placed some toast on a plate and gave it to DJ Pon-3 along with some butter. “Ta.” said DJ Pon-3, who buttered a slice and munched on it grumpily.
Octavia rolled her eyes. “So? I can see you’re dying to tell me all about.” she said, sitting next to DJ Pon-3 who had just finished her slice of toast.
“I thought this gig was gonna be real cool, a private event with all the bells and whistles!” began DJ Pon-3. Octavia drank her tea. “Wanna know who it was for? Iron Will.” Octavia sprayed tea in surprise and began coughing.
DJ Pon-3 used her magic to get a cloth and wiped her face and glasses off. “I know right? That minotaur is loaded.” She carried on as if nothing happened. “Anyway, the whole place was full of goats in cheap suits bleating business at each other the entire night, no one even danced!”
Octavia gasped and put a hoof on DJ Pon-3’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry. I had no idea...” She said.
DJ Pon-3 shrugged “Whatever. It’s not like I’ll play for him anytime soon.” she said indifferently. “I just wish I could play my music and everypony enjoy it!”
Octavia smiled and stood up, and went to the mail waiting on the kitchen shelf.
“I think you may want to read this...” teased Octavia, and DJ Pon-3 grabbed the letter and read it aloud:
“Hey DJ Pon-3, Spike here! One of my friends is having a party really soon, and would love for you to play in the old Sweet Apple Acres Barn on... oh whoa really that soon?”
Octavia looked at DJ Pon-3 and said; “I understand it doesn’t give you much time, but they’ve obviously prepared everything for you, so why not rock down there and do your thing? The kids will love it!”
DJ Pon-3 re-read the letter in her head and thought before saying; “It’ll be very old school, something like one of my early secret gigs!”
Octavia had to laugh. “The only reason they were secret was because you ‘borrowed’ the place you decided to play in!” she said and DJ Pon-3 grinned too.
DJ Pon-3 said; “Those were a right laugh! I’d be up for this I really would, but it is last minute, hang on lemme check something...”
She used her magic to bring a plain white diary with a musical note on it to herself, and she flipped through the pages. She stopped and said, “Ah.” Octavia looked at her puzzled.
“Looks like it’ll be a bit difficult to get there on time... I’ll have to finish a gig without an encore, I’m sure as hay the crowd won’t like that! But hopping on next train to Ponyville to get to the party on time its the only way.” DJ Pon-3 explained.
“Could you do that?” asked Octavia, “Leave a gig knowing you’ll be disappointing ponies?”
DJ Pon-3 didn’t reply as she finished her tea in deep thought.
“If I get a repeat audience like last night, I’ll be in Ponyville in a shot, but if everypony is going wild, I know I’ll get lost in the moment...” DJ Pon-3 said, weighing up her options, and she smiled.
“I guess I’ll find out on the night?”
It was extremely early on the day of Apple Bloom’s party, and Granny Smith had woken to start the days chores. She opened a window wide and let fresh air fill the house, and she looked out over the farm. Everything was still and peaceful at this time just as Celestia’s sun peeked over the hills and trees.
Granny Smith saw a pink blur zip across the farm into the old barn. “Huh, wha?” she muttered. Suddenly the pink blur was out of the barn and zipped right up to Granny Smith’s face, making her yelp and fall back. Pinkie Pie caught her.
“Mornin’ Granny Smith!” Pinkie Pie chirped with joy. “That sure is a funny face you’re pulling, he he!” Pinkie giggled, helping Granny Smith back to her hooves.
Granny Smith righted herself. “Mah heart was going faster than a stampede!” she said breathlessly with wide eyes. “You youngsters ain’t normally up at this hour, you’re not painting all ah apples again are you?” Granny Smith asked suspiciously.
Pinkie gave an angelic look “What me? Oh nononononooo!” she said and began bouncing for joy. “I’m just really really really really super duper excited about Apple Bloom’s PARTY!” she continued, now bouncing so high she almost hit the ceiling.
“Keep it down yah whippersnapper or yah’ll wake the house!” shushed Granny Smith.
Applejack opened her door and walked past. “Too late fer that now.” Applejack grumbled with large bags under her eyes.
Big Mac soon followed from his room adding a “Eeyup.”
Pinkie Pie looked extremely sheepish. “Sorry everypony, but tonight is going to be so amazing I could burst!” she said excitedly, bouncing into the air and causing confetti to fall randomly.
Apple Bloom sprang out of her room and hugged Pinkie Pie. “Mornin’ Pinkie! Ah knew you’d be here early!” she said happily as she bounced with Pinkie Pie.
Pinkie giggled “Well duh, it’s a party! I have to be early to get everything ready! Plus I gotta be the first to say happy birthday!” she sang.
Applejack re-entered the room with a strong cup of coffee. “Speaking of which,” Applejack said, “Yah want any help movin stuff into the ol’ barn?” she asked.
Pinkie shook her head rapidly. “Nopey dopey! Everythings all ready there!” she said.
Applejack exclaimed; “What! How in the hay have yah done that? The ol’ barn is empty!”
Pinkie laughed and said; “Was empty AJ! I’ve been up all night getting ready for the par... for the par...” Pinkie Pie didn’t finish her sentence as she slumped to the floor and began to snore quietly.
“Aaw. She looks so cute!” said Apple Bloom.
Applejack smiled and poked her head into the next room. “Big Mac, can yah pick Pinkie up and put her in mah bed? She’s been workin’ all through the night and is all tuckered out now,” she asked and Apple Bloom heard her brother’s “Eeyup” in reply.
“Ahm gonna see what Pinkie has done!” said Apple Bloom as Big Mac came through to pick up Pinkie Pie on his back.
“Hold up Apple Bloom!” said Applejack, who was helping Big Mac, however Apple Bloom had already charged off.
Apple Bloom ran across the farm as quick as her little legs could go. She swung the Old Barn doors wide and gasped. Pinkie had been working extremely hard; the old barn used to be dusty and full of cobwebs but now it was fully ready for the party, with cheerful decorations and tables with plates, drinks, and covered food ready for later. DJ decks were also in the barn, in between two of the most massive speakers Apple Bloom had ever seen.
“Apple Bloom don’t run off like that... whoa Pinkie did this all in a night?” Applejack asked as she entered the old barn, looking around amazed at all the party things inside. Her eyes then halted on the massive speakers. “Oh no, ah ain’t bein’ kept up till early hours!” she insisted and she walked over to the speakers. “What in tarnashun!” she shouted.
Apple Bloom was confused at what Applejack was now shouting about, so she went over to her big sister’s side. Apple Bloom saw that the volume control on Pinkie’s speakers had numbers going from 0 - 11. Applejack was attempting to turn them down from 11, however the volume control was stuck.
Much to the annoyance of Applejack. “Ugh, fine. Ah’ll just put up with it for one night...” she said dejected.
Applebloom grinned. “You are such a good sister!” she said happily and hugged Applejack, who was still looking at the speakers with loathing.
“Ah hate to burst yah bubble sugarcube, but yah still don’t know if DJ Pon-3 is gonna play... are yah sure you are gonna have a good time if she don’t come? Coz ah get the feelin’ you did all this just to impress a few ponies that arn’t yah friends,” Applejack said honestly.
Apple Bloom looked to the floor, she knew her big sister was right, but said nothing.
Applejack sighed. “Sorry sugarcube... it’s your birthday, of course yah’ll enjoy it!” she said and smiled. “Anyway we better get back to the farmhouse, Granny Smith will hav’ started yah breakfast now!”
Apple Bloom jumped for joy. “Birthday pancakes! Yay!” she shouted and ran back to the farmhouse.
Applejack shouted after her, “Hay leave some fer me!” and raced after her sister.
That evening the first guests began to arrive at Apple Bloom’s party. Applejack and Big Mac were busy greeting parents and directing the school fillies to the old barn. Pinkie Pie was in the centre of the old barn getting ponies to try her delicious food or dance. The DJ decks were empty, and Apple Bloom looked to them anxiously.
Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo could tell Apple Bloom was worried.
“Happy Birthday Apple Bloom!” greeted Sweetie Belle, walking over.
“Yeah Happy Birthday! Did you get anything good?” Scootaloo asked, following Sweetie Belle.
Apple bloom gave a fake smile. “Thanks you guys. Actually ah got some really nice things this year! Ah got some new dresses, a new bow fer mah hair, and this pretty lil hair clip!” she said, pointing to a little gem shaped like a green apple with a single golden leaf.
“Whoa!” said Scootaloo. “That looks so cool!”
Sweetie Belle squeaked, “I really like it in your mane!” making Apple Bloom giggle and blush.
“Thanks you two, it is mah most favourite thing!” said Apple Bloom happily.
Apple Bloom heard laughing and then saw Diamond Tiara walk over.
“Well well, look what is here, an empty DJ deck and no DJ Pon-3. Can’t say I’m surprised!” Diamond Tiara mocked.
Silver Spoon added; “Probably bailed on such a lame blank flank!” and laughed as she high hoofed Diamond Tiara.
“Fine yah want to know the truth? Ah lied to the class about DJ Pon-3, but ah got a friend after school to write a letter attemptin’ to get DJ Pon-3 to play at mah party,” admitted Apple Bloom, annoyed at Diamond Tiara.
Diamond Tiara just smirked. “I knew it sounded too good! Not only are you a lame blank flank but a no good fibber, I can’t wait to tell everypony about this!” she said, and noticed Apple Bloom’s new gem hairclip.
“Oh what’s this, a new fashion accessory? That hair clip will always be in the shadow of my amazing tiara! Even DJ Pon-3’s shades are lame by comparison!” Diamond Tiara boasted, and Silver Spoon laughed as the Cutie Mark Crusaders gasped.
Diamond Tiara continued; “DJ Pon-3 looks so stupid in those shades! They are so last year unlike my tiara which will always be fashionable. You know what Apple Bloom, I bet you and DJ Pon-3 have a lot in common seen as you’re both lame!”
Diamond Tiara suddenly noticed Apple Bloom smile. “What are you so happy about, blank flank? I’m ruining your party and you are smiling... unless...” she turned and saw DJ Pon-3 walk through the barn door with a big saddle bag. Diamond Tiara’s and Silver Spoon’s jaws dropped simultaneously.
“Sorry I’m late everypony! The crowd was hanging off every beat I just had to do one little encore before coming here!” DJ Pon-3 said loudly, making everypony turn and gasp.
Pinkie Pie bounced up to DJ Pon-3, took a great deep breath and said “Sup,” with a short nod.
DJ Pon-3 grinned and gave a short nod back, replying “Sup,” in return, making Pinkie beam as if Hearth’s Warming Eve had come early.
“Now before I play... who’s the birthday kid?” asked DJ Pon-3 looking around the crowded barn at all the school ponies. Before anypony could answer Diamond Tiara ran up to her and shouted; “Me! Me! Oh my gosh I’m totally your biggest fan and everything!” Silence had filled the barn as it happened so quickly. DJ Pon-3 looked down at Diamond Tiara.
“Aw come on!” squeaked Sweetie Belle. “First you say Apple Bloom’s party is lame then you try and steal it from her? This is Apple Bloom’s party so you let her have it!” she shouted, making everypony look at her.
“Whoa,” said DJ Pon-3, whilst the school ponies murmured amongst themselves.
Pinkie Pie broke it up by saying “Whoa whoa whoa! This is Apple Bloom’s party not yours! DJ Pon-3 meet Apple Bloom!” Her hooves suddenly wrapped around Apple Bloom and placed her next to DJ Pon-3.
Pinkie Pie looked at Diamond Tiara closely. “What?” Diamond Tiara asked.
Pinkie gasped. “It’s you! You refused to have your parties organised by me, you always went to that big party organiser in Canterlot because ahem...” Pinkie then did a very bad Diamond Tiara impression. “Daddy can afford the best of the best, I don’t need the likes of some common pony party!” the school ponies giggled because it was such a bad impression.
DJ Pon-3 raised an eyebrow. “But I heard Pinkie’s parties are the best, why would you refuse her?” she asked and Diamond Tiara almost collapsed as Pinkie and DJ Pon-3 hoof bumped each other. DJ Pon-3 looked at Apple Bloom and said. “Happy birthday, I love your hair clip, that’s real cool!”
Apple Bloom beamed as Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle went over to her whilst DJ Pon-3 walked over to the DJ decks. “Did yah hear that, she liked mah hair clip!” Apple Bloom said excitedly.
Scootaloo giggled. “Of course she would, it’s really nice!” she said cheerfully.
DJ Pon-3 pulled out a disc from her saddle bag and put it on the decks. “Alright you fillies and colts, you're in for a treat, DJ Pon-3 here to drop you some beats!” cried DJ Pon-3, making everypony cheer wildly as the music started.
Meanwhile outside, Applejack leapt a foot in the air at the deep thud of music that started coming from the old barn. Big Mac looked at her and saw that she was smiling. “Yah know what? Ah’m happy that DJ Pon-3 arrived to Apple Bloom’s party, she deserves a really good time!” Applejack said happily.
Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon walked past them.
“Hey! Where are yah off to? Party’s that way girls!” Applejack called out.
Diamond Tiara kept walking “I’m not staying at some blank flank party!” she said in a huff, completely forgetting there were older ponies listening.
“What in tarnashun did yah jus’ say li’l miss?!” shouted Applejack angrily, charging up to catch up with Diamond Tiara. “Ah am gonna take yah straight home to yer mother and hav’ a discussion about yer attitude!” Applejack then marched Diamond Tiara home.
Silver Spoon was left standing next to Big Mac. “Do I have to go home?” she asked.
Big Mac asked her, “Yah gonna be like her?” pointing to Diamond Tiara, whose head hung low as Applejack lectured her.
“No, I’ll be good I promise! Can I stay at the party please?” Silver Spoon pleaded.
Big Mac simply said “Eeyup!” and Silver Spoon bounced back to the shaking old barn saying “Thank you!” over and over again.
Dear Princess Celestia,
I, Apple Bloom, learned that it is best not to lie. I had to go through so much trouble and worry over whether DJ Pon-3 would come to my party. Even though in the end everything worked out well, it could have gone terribly wrong! I’ve decided to be like my sister and be honest to my friends so that this never happens again.
Your faithful subject,
Apple Bloom.
“Okay all done Apple Bloom, would you like me to send it now?” asked Spike.
Apple Bloom nodded and Spike belched flame over the now rolled letter and sent it on its way.
“I can’t believe you went through all that just to prove Diamond Tiara wrong and get DJ Pon-3 at your party! Guess that shows when you put your mind to it, you can do anything! But there is one thing I gotta ask, what happened to Diamond Tiara?” Spike’s question made Apple Bloom giggle.
“She got grounded after mah sis told her parents what she said leavin’ mah party, an’ from what Applejack told me after, her parents really don’t like that she’s a bully,” explained Apple Bloom.
Just then Spike belched out a letter. “Hmm, it’s addressed to you, Apple Bloom!” Spike said, handing the scroll to the filly.
Confused, Apple Bloom opened up the scroll. It was from Princess Celestia.
My dearest Apple Bloom,
I commend you on your honesty in your letter, however I must ask you one thing - is there any cake left?
Princess Celestia.
Apple Bloom laughed loudly.
The End.
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With thanks to bobdat, who helped with all things spelling and grammar.
