>Day released in 1980 in Equestria.
>Go through the usual morning routine.
>You're just getting out of the shower when...
>Knock knock.
>You wrap a handful of towels around your waist and go to answer it.
>These things were way too fucking small.
>Guess who?
>It's Fucking Fluttershy.
What do you want, Flutters?
>She notices you in your bathing attire (ie. mostly naked) and turns beet red.
>"Oh, umm... I just thought... umm..."
Spit it out, I don't have all day.
>Actually, you do. You don't really do anything here except listen to yourself getting fatter.
>She squeaks.
>"Well umm... Pinkie is having a umm... family reunion party and... everyone's invited so I thought-"
A party huh?
>You stroke your chin with a hand in contemplation.
>Pinkie's parties are positively pleasant.
>Twilight, get out of my head.
>But seriously, you might as well go or you'll end up melding with your floor from lack of fuck-giving.
>You shoot your right finger out to point at Banana Hush and take a triumphant pose.
I'll take the case!
>Fluttershy tenses and meeps. "Wha- what does that mean?"
It means I'll go.
>She squees and flaps her wings excitedly.
>"Yay."
>Fast-forward to the party.
>You and Rarity are arriving late because you needed to have her make an emergency set of nice clothing for you.
>That and because she always arrives 'fashionably late.'
>You knock on the door to Sugarcube Corner and Pinkie answers.
>The party's in full swing.
>Balloons, streamers, music, cakes, Cakes, party games. Everything's here.
>Pinkie sure knows how to throw a party.
>"OhMyGoshI'mSoGladYouCouldMakeIt!" Pinkie babbles as she pushes the two of you inside.
 
>You mingle with the other guests.
>You politely introduce yourself to Pinkie's sisters, Inkie and Blinkie.
>They seem like nice p0nies.
>They farm rocks for a living, so you have that whole 'doing absolutely nothing productive all day' thing in common.
>You saunter over to the punch table and start talking to an Amish-looking stallion.
>He says his name is Clyde and that he's Pinkie's dad.
>He takes you over to a plain-looking mare.
>"And this is my wife, Mrs. Pie."
>You exchange pleasantries and eventually go back to mingle with the Mane Six, sans Flutters and Pinkie.
>You're out on the dance floor, two-stepping with AJ when Pinkie comes over some sort of loudspeaker.
>"Heeeey everyp0ny! Hope you like the party! Right now, the Pie family is going to do a special show out in the back."
>Eveyp0ny heads outside.
>There are white-frosted cupcakes dotting the ground in lines.
>Little, p0ny-sized walls are set up around the desserts.
>Inkie is painted some Lyra-esque teal.
>Blinkie is the same red as Big Mac.
>And Clyde.
>Poor Clyde. He's painted AJ-color and looks like he lost every single fuck he had playing slots.
>And then there's Fluttershy.
>She's wearing a huge yellow ball like she's starring in a 3rd grade play about the solar system.
Fluttershy, what the hell are you doing?
>She just smiles at you and starts trotting down the paths of cupcakes.
>She's eats them, chanting "Wakka W-Wakka" as the Pie's chase her around the yard.
>She trots up to you and asks, "Is Mrs. Pac-man your fetish, Anon?"
NO.
>You walk out of Sugarcube Corner and slam every door on your way home.
>Fucking WakkaShy.