>How did everything fail?!
>You tried everything you could think of…
>Your pale pink mane drapes over your eyes, the heavy curls that was in them have all withered away.
>Just like your ability to bring smiles to the one you care about the most.
>And it’s all because you’re a bad mommy.
 
“Iiiit’s moooorning~! Rise and shine my Nonny Pie!”
>The sheets on his bed rocket into the ceiling, only to explode and rain down multicolored confetti.
>Your most treasured contents have been revealed and you dive onto his bed to give him his morning hug.
“Oof!”
>Only to bounce off of the empty bed and plant yourself into the wall.
>Nonners’ closet opens and he comes stumbling out of it wearing his Gummy onsie, rubbing his eyes free of sleep.
>”Mom? Is breakfast ready?” he mumbles sleepily.
>You peel yourself off the wall and hop over to your little monkey boy.
“Nooooope, first I have to get the special ingredient to make it” you chirp and pucker your lips for him.
>Anon kisses his hand and puts his palm against your lips, “There… I have to pee.”
“Wha- but that’s not how it wor-“
>Anon’s bathroom door closes right in front of your face.
“Hmmm… Nonny’s being a little grumpy gus this morning… Oh! I have to remember to give Grumpy Gus his day-a-week-a-month-a-year-a-versary gift today! But that can wait…”
>You tippy-hoof just outside of Anon’s bedroom and perk your ears against the curtain to try and see if you can figure out why he’s so down.
>… wait, curtain?
>”Mom, get out of my bathroom.”
>Whoopsies, went further in his room than outside of it.
 
>Anon pushes down on the toilet lever and you can feel your body being swirled around and down the bathtub’s drain.
>The world goes all dark and dizzy fro a little while before you come tumbling out of the oven downstairs in the bakery.
>”AH! Jeez’m Pinkie! You startled me!” Mr. Cake shouts clutching a hoof to his chest
“I’m sorry Mr. Cake… I took a wrong turn upstairs.”
>”It’s fine... just try not to do it so early in the morning.”
>You’ve got no clues as to why Nonny’s grumpy still…
>But maybe he’ll go back to the happy smiling boy you know if you make him his favorite breakfast!
>Anon’s dull eyes stare at the towering stack of pancakes on his plate, “You made surprisecakes?” he asks lifelessly.
“Yuparoo! D-do you not like them?”
>Anon nods once, ”No I like them, thank you mom.”
>He takes his fork and pokes all the surprisecakes out of the stack.
>Gummy pops out of one and lands on Nonny’s head.
>Balloons, fireworks, streamers, balloon animals, confetti, and balloon animals blowing up balloons all fly out from the other surprisecakes.
>Anon didn’t even smile once!
>He munches along slowly through the bottom of the stack while Gummy swallows down the top half until it’s all gone.
>”I have to go to school now, bye mom.”
>He sets gummy down on your head and walks towards the door with his backpack.
“Have a fun-arrific day at school Nonny Pie.”
>He looks blankly at you, “I will mom. Bye.”
>Bye.
>That’s it
>No, “Bye Momma Pie”
>No super duper “I’ll miss you forever hugs.”
>Just… “Bye."
“Something’s not right with him Gummy. My Nonny hasn’t smiled once… and I need to put a stop to it!” you growl at the alligator in your hooves.
 
>Gummy gives you his lazy uncoordinated blinks of approval.
“Oh Gummy, I know you believe in me. It’s a good thing too, cause I’m going to need you help…” you coo while stroking his head.
“Go! Get it to him!” you whisper shout to your gator pal.
>”Hey is that Pinkie’s Alligator?”
>Clever boy…
>Using the other fillies and colts as cover so he can get that radio into Nonny’s backpack without him noticing.
>”Hey Anon, We found your mom’s alligator.”
>You make a gasp so huge that you need to pause and catch your breath for a moment before continuing it.
“Abort abort! Snake-in-the-Mane your cover has been blown!"
>”Oh, hi Gummy” you hear Anon say through the radio.
“Snake? Snake?! SNAAAAAAAA-“
>”Mom, do you need something? … Over?”
>You poke your head out of the bush and see Anon looking over to you curiously, but there’s still no hint of a smile on his face.
“No…” you mumble into the radio and drop it on the ground, after a moment you remember how important it is to follow protocol, “Over.”
>Time to do the gorilla smilefare tactics!
>All of his lunch is actually made of cake, except the cake which is made of bubble gum was a bust.
>Bribing Twilight into dubbing him Prince of Smiles was a bust.
>Madame Pinkie’s prediction that "great fortunes are in store for smiling boys" was not only a bust, but also got you kicked out of Cheerilee’s classroom for "being a disturbance".
>This is your last shot, you full song and dance extravaganza complete with fire jugglers, bear dancers that you “borrowed” from Fluttershy, and fireworks so bright that Princess Celestia banned them for confusing ponies into thinking it was the sun.
>This has to work for sure!
 
>You did everything you could think of…
>Anon’s only response was, “that was fun.”
>But he didn’t smile.
>Not even a lip quiver!
>It wasn’t fun.
>It wasn’t fun at all!
>And if IT wasn’t fun, and you were the one who planned IT, then that means…
>That means YOU’RE not fun!
>And if YOU’RE not fun then you’re a terrible mommy!
>You fall weakly onto your bed, letting your long straight mane drape all over the bed.
>Three small knocks sound at your door.
“Come in…” you sigh.
>”Mom?”
>You turn your head so you can make out the expressionless face of your son through curtains of pale pink mane.
>Mom he calls you, such an insult you are to the word.
>”I need you to sign this permission slip so I can go visit the Tirek battle site tomorrow” Anon says holding out a sheet of paper and a quill.
>At least you’re useful somehow to him...
>You take the quill in your mouth and position it over the paper Anon is holding out for you.
>You scan the page for a moment, looking for the spot where you have to sign it, but there isn’t one.
>Instead it’s just a blank sheet with small text written on it, you squint so the text comes into view.
>It’s just one word, “Gotcha.”
>Got-
*BZZZZZRRRK*
>”YES! I GOT YOU MOMMA!” Anon shouts while jumping up and down.
>Your mouth tastes like sour lemons and your tail is on fire.
>”You said I could never prank you but I did! I finally got you mom!”
>He’s whooping and hollering loudly with a huge grin on his face.
 
>You shake the smoke and dust off of yourself, which also puts out the fire.
>Wait a second…
>HE’S SMILING!
>Your head practically explodes seeing your boy jump around your bedroom.
>No wait, it actually exploded.
>Just a little bit though.
>Your mane is back to normal at least.
>You yank him onto your bed and give him the biggest hug you can possibly muster.
>”Aagh!”
>His body squeaks loudly before you put him down.
>Never did manage to get that rubber ducky out after he swallowed it as a baby.
>”Were you really surprised Mom?! I had to work really hard to be just like Auntie Maud all day… it was really hard…”
“I was very surprised my little Nonners! Buuuut lets try to let Maud be the only pony like Maud huh?”
>”Okay Pinkamena” Anon says without emotion.
>You look down at him blankly, “I’m glad you understand Anonymous” you respond back in a similar manner.
>You both crack at the same time and roll all over your bed in a huge giglesnort fest.
>”Mommy?”
“Yes Nonny?”
>”Do I get to still be Prince of Smiles? Colgate said she had plans that I could help her with.”
“Mmmm, I think that could be arranged…” you respond as you run the hayburger recipe over in your mind.
>”Mom?”
“Yeah Non?”
>”I love you.”
“Olive juice? What in the hay do you plan to make with that?” you chirp
>Anon’s laughter makes your heart flutter, ”Oh! That reminds me...I couldn’t give you a real kiss this morning for the yumarrific breakfast” Anon says as he leans in to your face.
>You giggle and pucker your lips for him.
*BZZZZZRRRK*
>You both look at each other with soot covered faces and try your hardest to not be the first one to start laughing again.