It was a sunny Saturday in Ponyville.The foals and fillies were playing outside, enjoying every second of the day.The mares and stallions were inside, relaxing with happiness.The CMC were doing their usual: finding there cutie marks.Fluttershy was guarding her shed, Apple Jack and Rarity taking the day off of their work, Pinkie Pie...well, forget about her, and Twilight - or should I say PRINCESS Twilight - was performing her royal duties.Everything went fine, and almost NOTHING could go wrong.
CRASH!
Or maybe I spoke too soon.
"CALL 911!CALL 911!!!!"
Eeyup, I definitely spoke too soon.
A rainbow-maned pegasus crashed onto a wheelbarrow and got stunned.Everyone saw what was happening outside and went, um, I dunno, berserk?
She raised herself up and noticed the ponies going wild."Oops, sorry everypony," she apologized, although she didn't know that nobody noticed.The pegasus flew off, because she needed to get to Sugarcube Corner to help a friend of her's...make 'n bake cupcakes!Actually, the rainbow-maned pegasus, Rainbow Dash, doesn't know that, but her friend likes suprises, anyways, so it couldn't really MATTER, could it?
It's actually a really big deal.Either R.D. can live for her life or gross out someone by she-who-must-not-be-named.Still, like I said, Rainbow's friend, Pinkie Pie, likes suprises, so it's pretty much like the sky blue pegasus is gonna end up like Hitler in the "press space to sweetiescoot" game.Don't get me started on that one, it might spoil it.
Anyways, Rainbow Dash walked the rest of the way to Sugarcube Corner, because she found her wing beaten up a little, and the first thing she saw when she stepped inside was the one and only Pinkie Pie.
"Hey, Pinkie," Rainbow Dash said."What are we gonna do?Pull pranks on sombody?Play a game of tag?Or-" "You're gonna help me bake and make cupcakes, buddy of mine!" Pinkie Pie interrupted.She embraced her best friend in her arms."It's gonna be fun, fun, fun!"
Rainbow Dash frowned."But Pinkie, you know I'm not good at baking and making.Besides, what do you need cupcakes for, anyways?" She waited for an answer.
Pinkie Pie realized she was in a trance, and snapped out of it."Oh, sorry Dashie, I was in space right now!" She giggled."I need the cupcakes for Twilight's - or Princess Twilight's - quarter anniversary!You know, for being a princess." There was something in the pink pony's eyes, something like they were going to be zalgofied.
"Well, OK," Rainbow Dash remarked."Anything for the princess - and my buddy." She hugged Pinkie Pie.Then she saw a cupcake in front of her.
"Here, have a cupcake," Pinkie said.She handed the cupcake over to the blue pegasus.
Rainbow was confused once more."OK, now what?I thought we were gonna bake cupcakes." Then she added,"Are you giving this cupcake to me because I'm gonna get banished to the moon, and you want to give me the last taste of your cupcakes?Or is it because your 'fridgerator's not running, and you need me to run so the cupcake can get cool?Pinkie?PINKIE!You in your trance again?"
"Oh, I am giving this to you because I want you to have enough energy to bake and make as many Hitlers as you can," Pinkie answered politely, but there was a tiny bit impatience hidden in her voice.
Rainbow Dash's ears perked up."Hitlers????" It didn't really matter much to anyone, but she knew that if Pinkie said anything that didn't seemed right, it means something, err, weird is going to happen.
Pinkie Pie stuffed the cupcake in her best friend's mouth."Oops, sorry, R.D., I didn't mean to says 'Hitler'," Pinkie said, but it didn't sounded like she meant it.
"Pinkie, can you explain something here?" Rainbow asked, but before she could she fell deep asleep, and the very last thing she heard was Pinkie Pie's cackle.
"I'll be glad to, Pinkie Pie!" I said happily on the phone."I'll do my best, you can count on me!"
"Okie dokie lokie!" Pinkie Pie said in reply."You sure you got this?"
"When was I ever not?"
"I can't remember!"
"That's it!You can trust me!
"Thanks, Pinkie Shy!Remember, any story is fine, unless it is Cupcakes."
"And sad."
"And sad."
"OK!Got it!I'll be putting a smile on her face as fast as you can hop!" I hung up the phone, and in a few seconds I was screaming in my house, running 'round like a lunatic.How can I come up with a story that isn't sad, but is not Cupcakes?
Oh, 'scuse me, I forgot to tell what was happening.Well, Dinky Hooves is having a cold, so Pinkie Pie was going to come over and make her laugh.But Pinkie Pie had some other plans to do.(Probably kill Rainbow Dash in her basement and flood the place with blood.)So I - the second best Laughter in Ponyville - had to replace her.
I think she made a big mistake.I have some rare days of making boredom, and this was one of them.Why not tomorrow or something?Because of Pinkie Pie's Pinkie Promise, Protecting Prun-Prustworthiness Prom Preaking Promises to Dinky and Derpy.
I plopped myself on my cyan blue bed, smashing my face with my pillow.(That helps make me think better) What funny story can I think of?????Currently nothing, that's what.Just a face that is laughing and a picture of Pinkamena killing Rainbow Dash.
Wait, what?WHAT!?THAT'S IT!!!!!THAT'S EGG-ZACTLY WHAT STORY I SHOULD MAKE-UP!!!!I jumped outta bed, picked up my pencil, and started scribbling on a lined sheet of paper.
OK, maybe not A line sheet of paper, but maybe about five, making it back-and-front.I am just saying it so you wouldn't think that I write real tiny.
Anyways, I finished writing my story, and it.Was.PERFECT.It was like an author barfing rainbows.(OK, maybe not, because it isn't really gross.)I couldn't wait to read it to Dinky Hooves.Pinkie would be so proud of me.But best of all, I made the scariest fan-fic, Cupcakes, much, much less scarier.
You can't imagine how proud I was right now.
~*~
"Hey, Dinky," I greeted as I walked into Dinky Hooves' room."I have a really good story for you.Want me to read it?"
Dinky Hooves straightened up, eager for me to read."Yes, please!" Her eyes were bright with excitement.I guessed that she hadn't been smiling for days, judging on her very wide smile and the sparkling eyes and other things that are too much to explain.
"OK," I said, taking out the sheets of paper,"It all starts out..."
