Last time on 'QuestQuest of Questing' Quest:
>Went with Pinkie to Sugar Cube Corner
>went up stairs to clean up
>cleaned up alone, had an altercation with Gummy
>discovered he's not dangerous
>Woke up the babies probably
>Went down stairs
>Freaked out the Cakes
>One of them threw a pie at you
Your senses are pretty much blocked out but you hear someone shout "My babies!"
You try you best to wipe the hot pie off of your face.
"Wait! I didn’t mean t-!" before you can say or see anything else, another hot pie hits you in the face. You think this one is cherry.
You hear someone, you think Pinkie, shout "FOOD FIGHT"
Whipping this second pie of, you can now see the situation. A new angry looking yellow colored pony is standing on top of you.
You can hear a lot of frantic activity both behind you and in front of you. Craning your head as best you can, you see Pinkie tossing yet another pie. This one hits the pony on top of you in the head side ways.
"PINKIE!"
Taking the opportunity, you try to get up... but this other pony is simply too much for you. Whether this means it's really strong or you're really weak is hard to say.
"PINKIE STOP!" both you and the pony on top of you shout in unison. He double takes and looks down at you. The pies stop flying for the moment.
"Hold on," You plead with the pony on top of you. "I think there’s a misunderstanding here! I was just taking a bath! I'm Pinkies friend!"
"Wait, hold on a second," The pony on top of you says. "YOU'RE Pinkie's friend?"
"Uhh...Yeah. I think"
"Oh." The yellow pony steps off of you. "I'm sorry. You took us by surprise." He shouts to the other pony upstairs. "Are the babies OK?!"
"Yes!" You hear. "They're OK. Just a little cranky."
"Ooopse!" Pinkie says, from the corner of the kitchen, a stack of freshly baked pies by her side. "I probably should have mentioned Rusty wasn’t a pony...."
"I'm sorry," you plead. "I didn't meant to cause such a commotion. Pinkie invited me over to clean up after what happened in town-"
"Wait, what happened it town?!" The yellow pony cuts you off. You quickly go over what happened what happened to you and the others awhile ago and Pinkie inviting you to clean up.
"Oh my!" The orange pony touches his face with his front hooves. "Not another one! Oh, I'm so sorry for all this!"
The yellow pony bites your shirt collar and drags you up to your feet. Pinkie rushes over and pushes you up from behind. You try you best to not choke and get to your feet.
The yellow pony is apologizing profusely to you about the pie. "Please, I thought you were another monster. I didn’t think you and Pinkie-."
"No no it's fine," You say, groping around the kitchen trying to find a sink, pie still in your eyes. "It was all just a misunderstanding."
You feel something tug you sleeve and lead your around. Soon enough, you can feel your hand groping over some faucets; a sink! You get some running water and clean up as best you can. The pie was freshly baked, sweet and sticky, but the filling comes off easy enough. And it smells pretty good too.
"Oh Gummy!" You hear Pinkie's familiar voice and you clean up. "What am I going to do with you?"
"Uh," You stare, scrubbing the last of the hot pie filling from your face. "Why does a family of ponies have a pet alligator... without teeth?"
"Oh no no no," Pinkie explains. You can now see her, the alligator on her back. "I just live here with the cakes! This is Gummy, my pet! Say hi Gummy!"
Gummy sits on Pinkies back, silent.
"Yes, Pinkie is our tenant and good friend." The yellow ponies is rummaging through a cupboard. "Please, let me make this up to you. Are you hungry?"
He produces a plastic container holding some really good looking baked cookies, including cookies, cupcakes and pastries. You can feel and hear your stomach grumbling.
"You don't have to make it up to me... but I am pretty hungry." You pick up a cookie from the offered container and nibble it tentatively. Chocolate chip. Freshly baked too. It's really good. You devour it and dig into the rest.
The yellow pony looks satisfied. "Good. You make yourself at home... Rusty, was it? I'm just going to check on the kids."
The male pony trots off upstairs and disappears upstairs. Pinkie comes up to your side. "Hehe, sorry about that. I've never had a hooymin over before. I didn't think to mention to Mr. and Mrs. Cake."
Pinkie sniffs the container of baked goods you're eating. "Are... are you going to eat all that?"
"I'm still kinda hu-" You try to say. But Pinkie just dives her head right in and starts devouring the container of baked goods in your hands. You do you best and pocket ONE SMALL COOKIE before she eats the rest. You're disappointed, but still got a good share and are reasonably satisfied.
"Pinkie!"
"Don’t worry silly!" Pinkie replies, a shower if crumbs flying out her mouth. "We're going to make plenty of food for the party!"
She starts rummaging though the cabinets and tossing pots and pans all over.
You catch a few of a cooking ware out instinct more than anything.
"Uhh, Pinkie, I'm not sure if I know how to cook anything thing." You honestly cant remember any skills, baking or any.
"So worry not!" Pinkie suddenly appears, behind you, patting you on the back. "I will teach you everything I know!"
Following Pinkies lead, you do your part to help out in the cooking. You're... not really good. At all. At one point, you actually went outside and started gathering flowers when Pinkie asked you for flower. And it went down hill from there.
"Well, those are... uhh," Pinkie says, looking at the batch you made with her. They're baked and smoking and you don’t think you'd eat one. "OK. Let's just..."
The pink pony nibbles a really dark muffin. She chews it very slowly, making a really weird face, between disgust and someone who just ate something really spicy. She is chewing it slower and slower. After what feels like forever, she swallows, tears in her eyes.
"Wow! That......... wow! OK. Maybe we should do something else? How about decorations?”
Pinkie pushes you with her while body towards the kitchen exit. "That was really good for a first time, Rusty! But... you're really tall! You'd be so much better setting up decorations."
The little pony pushes you out in the the storefront (wow these ponies are a lot stronger then they look). She then runs over to a cabinet and opens it up. A shower of streamers and inflated floating balloons and tiki lamps and other decorations avalanche out from the small space. The balloons practically fill the ceiling.
"OK Rusty, you just set some of these outside, OK?" Pinkie starts backing up to the kitchen, giving you a million dollar smile. "I'll just be in here... finishing up. Yeah. OK. If you have any questions, just ask okay bye."
The double doors swing loose behind Pinkie, leaving you alone with the decorations. You have the sneaking supposition you were just dumped on with a task.
Well OK. You can decorate. That sees like something you can do... you think. Grabbing a few balloon strings and streamers, you try to decorate the hell out of this place; HUMAN STYLE!
Human style basically just consists of you spending a few hours tiring balloons all over and setting up the rest of the decorations as best you think it can look. Yeah OK, that works yeah. Judging by the sunset out the window, it's been at least a few hours since you began.
"Pinkie!" You call out. "I think I'm done!"
Pinkie crawls out from the kitchen area, her eyes closed and head turned away. She lets out one tentative eye to look around and her jaw almost drops. You smell something nice from the kitchen.
"Wow! This is great!" Pinkie is bouncing all around the room. "I couldn’t have done any better myself!"
"Thank you, Pinkie." You says. "I didn’t know I had it in me myself."
"Hurray!" Pinkie nearly back flips the air. "That’s wonderful! We make a great team!"
"Thank you." You look back the the kitchen double doors. "Do you n-"
"No no! I'm good in there!" Pinkie starts back pedaling to the kitchen and disappears in the back. She almost looks like she's blocking the way. "Ahaha, I have an idea!"
Pinkie goes in and comes back. "Here!" She tosses you a basket full of envelops. "You can go hand out the inventions!"
"Uhhhh," you snatch the basket as she tosses you it. "Pinkie, I don’t really know th-"
"Oh right!" Pinkie says hitting herself in the head. She ducks back into the kitchen and reappears a second later with a piece of paper in her mouth.
"Mmmffth theeseee ooooo eeeeee freeensds!"
"Uhhhh," You says, tentatively taking the paper from her mouth. It looks like a really, really crude map of the town, written in... frosting?
"Just follow that to my best friends!" Pinkie says bouncing back into the kitchen. "They'll understand and help you!"
There’s a few things listed on the map, such as:
OK, you managed decorations. How hard can be invitations?
You exit Sugar Cube Corner, feeling a little like you were just kicked out. But what ever. You just came to Ponyville, you might as well make nice with the locals.
A few hours later
The sun had just set over the horizon and its getting pretty dark, but you are 90% sure you just stumble upon the tree on the map. It's actually some kind of huge tree house, the house part inside the tree, hollowed out, with windows and everything.
You give a hard knock on the door (do ponies knock? You hope so.)
No answer. There are lights of some kind on, but you don’t hear a thing.
Curious, you try the knob. The door opens for you easy. Must not have been locked.
You peer inside. By all appearances, its a library; bookshelves line every wall with stack of volumes of heavy tomes. There’s a few lit candles sitting on stands on a few tables and stands. But there’s no other signs of activity.
....except for some little lizard looking thing lying on the floor, a little away from the door. It's laying on the bed, snoring loudly. It's in a little pet bed or something, tossing and turning.
"No, Twilight," You can hear is say in a vaguely masculine dream voice. "No, too many. No more."
It goes back to snoring.
No one seems to be home... except for... that thing. What ever it is.
But you think it's better not to cause a ruckus, like you seems to do. You pick out a random enveloped invitation from the basket you were given and flick it inside.
The note flies indie and settles on the table... which keeps going and hits the little sleeping creature on floor. It starts moving its head around, its eyes half glazed. "Twilight wait what?"
"Shhhh," You sooth, backing out slowly. "Pinkie is having a party. Shhhhh."
You back out from the door way quietly, closing the door behind you. Waiting a few moments, you don’t hear anything. You guess whatever it was, it didn’t wake up. Probably. You don’t really know.
Wow, what an ordeal. At this rate, it will take forever getting to all these other places. Might as well go back to home base and tell Pinkie how it went....
Not too long later...
Some streetlights are on (Not really sure how) and gives you some good lighting to find you way. Not many ponies out at this hour, but those that do avoid you by going through back allies and crossing the street.
But soon enough, you stumble around and find your way back to Sugar Cube Corner, the smell of freshly baked food drawing better then memory. You make your way in and find an impatient Pinkie fretting around the store.
"Rusty!" Pinkie hops over and hugs you. "You're back! Where are the others?"
"Uhhh, Pinkie... I don’t really know my around town."
"Ahuh."
"And I went to the... tree on you map."
"Ahah!"
"And I left a note with... someone and came back."
Pinkies smile lasts for a few moments before she says "And then?"
"And... that’s it. I came back for help."
Pinkie's expression doesn’t change. She looks at you, frozen with a smile for what feels like forever. "And then what?"
"And then... I came back for your help... cause you are so good at this?"
Pinkie's smile doesn’t change for a while. Eventually, lighting strikes.
"Oh," Her happy expression doesn’t go away. "Ahahaha, right. Yeah sure, OK. The food is done OK yes OK yes, I can help you."
"Oh, good." You feel SOMETHING unclench.
"Let's see." Pinkie rushes over and pushes you side. "So you went to Twilight's.......... Well, Applejack is the obvious choice after that. Duh." Pinkie trots past you to the door. "Might as well get going!"
Following Pinkie isn’t hard. She bounces along but keeps a pretty easy pace for you. It doesn’t take the two of you long to reach the edge of town. You feel a bit nervous about being this far from civilization (even if it is pony civilization). But instead of forests, it's an orchard of apple trees, lush with big red and green fruit.
"Almost there!" Pinkie calls from a head. "Just a bit further!"
Up ahead, you see a really big farm house in a clearing. But, before you get to far from it it, you're sidelined by something heavy!
Oh what fresh hell is this.
"Pinkie? Pinkie!" You call out.
"Whoa nelly what now?" Pinkie calls out from up ahead.
Like before, you try to push this new thing off from on top of you, but it's simply too heavy for you! All you can see is a powerful muscle of heavy of red fur.
"Not... gunna let you..." your assailant says, before apparently collapsing on top of you completely.
"Wait no!" You plead. "I'm with Pinkie!"
"I'mazzzzzzzzzz," your assailant says. Whatever it is, it stopped moving on top of you and is weighting its full heavy weight on you. You can feel it rhythmically breathing on top of your, its nostrils directly in front of your face.
"Oh, hi Big Macintosh!" Pinkie shouts, from directly over your head. The pony on top of you doesn’t react and keeps snoring.