Pinkie and Cupcake

Pinkie and Cupcake

By Qawsa

 

It was a normal day in the Sugarcube Corner. Business is normal with fillies coming in and out with hooves full of treats and empty coin pouches. Pinkie Pie is playing with the baby Cakes as both Cupcake and Carrot Cake is working on making some dough. Cupcake seems to be distracted by something and Carrot took notice of this. Before Carrot could ask what’s wrong, Cupcake bluntly asks first.

 

“Am I fat, honey?”

 

“What?! No, no you are perfectly fine the way you are! Why would you ask such a question?

 

Carrot breaks into a sweat. His sweet wife is surely isn’t fat, heck, she is the right size for a nice hug, but saying anything remotely fat surely make Cupcake sad or angry.

 

“Well, it’s the baby weight. After giving birth to two beautiful twins, I felt I am still carrying some of the extra weight.” Cupcake looks sad and she loosely mushes the dough around.

 

“You look fine, my cupcake! I mean you are a perfect size for a young lady your age!”

 

“You’re just saying that. Maybe I should go on a diet and exercise. I think I need to find some help and….”

 

“Did someone need help?”

 

Pinkie pounces and land on top of the dough that the Cakes was working on. Her eyes glimmer with anticipation.

 

“Umm, yeah. I need someone to help me exercise. I want to lose some of these exta weight.”

 

“Oh, I can do it! I can do it! I don’t really exercise that much as I move, jump, bounce, fly, dance, and shake all round but if you follow me, I can make you thin as a licorice! But first, we are going to need some outfit!”

 

Pinkie Pie grabs one of Cupcake’s hoofs and drags her to Pinkie Pie’s room. Cupcake struggles to resist’s Pinkie’s pull.

 

“What did I get myself into?”

 

 

 

 

 

“Alright! Lets get this started!”

 

“Are these outfit necessary?”

 

The sun is beaming down on Pinkie and Cupcake outside the Sugarcube Corners. Pinkie is bounding up and down around Cupcake waiting for the jogging to start.

 

“Of course they are! I seen many ponies that exercise with these and I think these would make us look like a team!”

 

“I don’t think that is was these outfit is for.”

 

“Sure it is! Now let get jogging!”

 

Pinkie Pie went ahead and hop towards the park. Cupcake follows along and tries her best to keep up.

 

It’s been an hour or so strolling through park and Cupcake seem to be sweaty from the heat of the sun. For every step, a bit of sweat drip from her suit and she began to lessen her pace. Pinkie hops aside Cupcake as they go on with the jog.

 

“Pinkie Pie, can we slow down a bit? It’s been an hour and its getting hotter.”

 

“Whaddaya mean, ‘slow down’? We are making great progress! You look thinner then before!”

 

“I am dehydrated, Pinkie. I need water. Can we head back to the Sugarcube Corner? I am famish.”

 

“Awwww, and I was about to take us around town and show them we are the dynamic duo of jogging! All well, let head back.” Pinkie turns one hundred and eighty degree and hop right towards toward the Sugarcube Corners.

 

“How does she keep being so energize?” Cupcake ponders this as she took her time getting to the Sugarcube Corner herself.

 

 

 

That jogs tires Cupcake out as she enters the Sugarcube Corner. When she got there, there was a glass of clear, crispy clean water. It sparkles and shines onto Cupcake’s eye. It lures her to come closer. The glass knew she was thirsty and it was correct. The jog took a toll on Cupcake and she slowly creeps to the glass. She was in arm reach until Pinkie leap out in a surprise.

 

“Oh there you are, Mrs. Cake! You were taking too long to get here so I just look after the babies and sold a few yummies while I wait!”

 

Pinkie took the glass of water right in front of Cupcake and drank it in one gulp.

 

“Ahhhhh, refresh! Now lets do some aerobics!” Pinkie grabs Cupcake’s hoofs and drags her to the backyard.

 

“Water……”

 

 

Cupcake is sitting in the shade with her wall against the Sugarcube Corner, drinking gallons and gallons of cold water off the barrel. Pinkie is quite excited about doing some exercises with Cupcake as she set up the mat on the ground.

 

“Hurry up, Mrs. Cake! The sun is about to set and its not fun doing these in the dark!

 

“I think I would prefer that way, or inside for that matter.” Cupcake seen a bit nervous as she seen a few onlookers at the distance. “Yeah, I think we should do this inside.”

 

“Nonsense! The air fresh out here! Let get this funrobic started!”

 

Pinkie Pie start the program with a few, simple, stretches. “Simple,” Cupcake thought to herself as she follows along. It seems all seem so smooth and relaxing.

 

“Now lets do some REAL stretches!”

 

Pinkie starts doing all these twists and turn. She did a handstand while stretches the rest of her hoof. She then break down and doing cartwheel all over. Pinkie is bouncing all over the place. Cupcake tries to follow along but fell flat in her face when she tries to do a hand stand.

 

“I thought we are doing aerobics, not performing an act,” Cupcake said as she notices Pinkie’s perform is attracting more onlookers. Cupcake’s body began to ache and her suit starting to smell of sweat. “I think we should call it a day. I’m poof.”

 

“Awww jeez, and we were having so much fun together! Well, if you say so.” Pinkie Pie picks up the exercise mat and trot to the door. She stops for a second and turn her head around. “It was fun to hang around with you, Mrs. Cakes. We should do this more often!” With that, Pinkie left the scene. It never occurs to Cupcake until now that this was the only time she spent with someone other then her husband. “I hope so too, but not like this,” Cupcake said to herself as she went inside the Sugarcube Corners.

 

As the moon rises from the sky, Cupcake crawl into her bedroom.

 

“So how was your day?” Carrot was lying comfortably on the bed. “Did you have fun exercising with Pinkie Pie?”

 

“It was exhausting. I am going take bath for a hour, I really, REALLY need this.” Cupcake says as she undresses her sweaty suit and enters the bathroom.

 

“Just so exhausting…..”